"The diary is open!"

Ding Xiaoyi, who was sitting on the ground, stared at the diary on the table with his eyes.

The key was still in his hand, but the diary turned weirdly.

The suddenness of this scene was unexpected.

If you are a different person, you will never be so calm, but Ding Xiaoyi is different, the moment he saw the diary opened, he had a feeling of eagerness in his heart.

This is his territory, and the diary is a relic left by the old man to himself.

This made Ding Xiaoyi sure in his heart early on that no matter what unpredictable power this diary has, it will never hurt himself.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't care about the bag of things in his hand for a while, and quickly got up from the ground and walked to the table.

When I saw that the diary was indeed opened to the second page.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes lit up and he followed the diary.

August 15, 99 in the Union calendar

Seeing this time, Ding Xiaoyi thought for a while, and the content of the diary was obviously not next to the first page.

It seems that the content of this diary is not that the old man records his daily life, but only on special days or events.

Ding Xiaoyi calmed down, and his eyes carefully scanned every line of words below.

Today is a special day.

After a year, the new antibiotic worked very well, and I rejected the suggestion of my right-hand man, General Manager Yu Shaodong.

According to the original plan, on this day, it was announced that the Ding Pharmaceutical Factory would give up the patent right of antibiotics and disclose the patented formula.

So on this day, Yu Shaodong resigned, he was a good young man.

It was I who delayed his future.

At night, I looked at his resignation letter and felt very lost.

Then the old fellow came again, and appeared silently in my chair as he had done several times before.

I don't know what to call him.

I only know that he has existed for a long time.

I wanted to keep him immortal.

But he said...... He may not even have any bones left.

He could see that I was not in a good mood and decided to take me somewhere to relax.

When the diary arrived, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly frowned.

Because of the next few lines of text, I couldn't read it clearly.

The words on the diary are there.

But there is always a layer of blur shrouded in it, whether I wipe it with my hands or rub my eyes, I find that the blurred places are still blurry.

There seems to be a force that is preventing you from watching the content of this paragraph.

Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly looked down the vague content, and finally the text became clear again, but it was obviously not connected to what Fang Cai was reading.

August 20, 99 in the Union calendar.

Damn it! I knew that this old guy must not have a good heart when he suddenly took me to see XXXXX (with blurred handwriting) so kindly.

It turns out that after coming back from that place, something bad must have happened around you.

No, I'm going to find my old friend in District 13, and I hope everything goes well......

………………

Seeing that the content of this page was gone, Ding Xiaoyi subconsciously reached out to turn the page.

As a result, just like last time, the number of pages behind seemed to be glued together, and it was impossible to open at all.

Suddenly, Ding Xiaoyi covered his forehead with both hands and took a deep breath, feeling like he was going crazy.

The broken chapter of this page is really annoying.

It's like a fight with the authors in the legendary starting point out of chapter class, which makes people feel the urge to send blades to the author.

What makes Ding Xiaoyi even more worried is that the content of this page of the diary has too many questions that he can't figure out.

What is the identity of the person who was made an old guy by the old man??

Where did he go with the old man?

And what happened after the old man came back??

And the old man finally said that he was going to District 13 to find his old friend? And who is his old friend?

After the formation of the Alliance, the human race was divided into 18 regions.

The 13th arrondissement is a barren area, covered with snow all year round, and in winter, you can't even get out.

When people mention Zone 13, what comes to mind the most is that there is an animal called the silly roe deer, which is particularly silly, and has become a member of the alliance's list of protected animals a few years ago.

I've never heard of any acquaintances of the old man in District 13??

A string of confusion swirled in Ding Xiaoyi's mind.

Every question can't help but scratch Ding Xiaoyi's ears and heart, and he feels very curious about these questions.

Then there's the stuff that's hidden.

Obviously, it's not that the old man doesn't want to let him see it, otherwise he won't be done if he just doesn't write it!

It seems that there is a force in the shadows that prevents you from watching the contents.

These contents may involve some secrets that ordinary people can't understand.

The more Ding Xiaoyi thought about it, the more unhappy he became, looking at the diary in his hand, and began to think about how to see the content of the third page.

As a result, it is a pity that as a genius with a high understanding and study of machinery, he has no clue about the mysterious power in books.

However, Ding Xiaoyi quickly came out of his depressed mood.

It's not his character to drill the horns.

Since I can't figure it out now, don't think about it for the time being, and when the third page of the diary is opened, there may be an answer.

Closing the diary again, Ding Xiaoyi took out a big bag of his things and sorted them out and placed them on the table.

I walked out of the room and took a look.

I saw that the big-headed monster was still huddled in the corner, without Ding Xiaoyi's order, he couldn't leave here, it was really easy to get in and difficult to get out.

The huge body trembled, and the dense claws tightly wrapped around him, leaving only two gaps to observe the changes around him.

Look at its frightened appearance, like a little girl who has been abducted into a den of thieves.

Seeing the appearance of the big monster head like this, Ding Xiaoyi began to wonder if he was suspected of catching coolies.

In order to lighten the burden in his heart and relieve the panic and anxiety of the big monster, Ding Xiaoyi decided to make something to eat for this guy.

After all, such an important labor force still needs to be taken care of.

Of course, the main reason is that I am hungry myself.

Actually, there's not much to eat in this hellish place.

Fortunately, I bought a lot of instant noodles at the convenience store, hmm...... Old vinegar sauerkraut flavor.

Unpacked and put in instant noodles, the hot water bottle that Ding Xiaoyi bought at the convenience store poured hot water, and soon, the strong fragrance spread from the room......

The sour, big-headed monster standing outside sniffed and couldn't help but feel a thrill.

Looking at Ding Xiaoyi's room, he once suspected that Ding Xiaoyi was brewing some poison!

Especially when Ding Xiaoyi walked in front of it with an iron lunch box.

The frightened gaze of the big-headed monster, his body trembled like a sifting chaff, and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi who was walking towards him as if he was looking at a big devil who was terrifying.

Now that I think about it, how could I be blinded by lard and sent it to the door by myself??

The big-headed monster was so remorseful in his heart.

is just like Tong Xiangyu's classic lines in the TV series Wulin Gaiden.

He shouldn't have come at all......

So when he saw the smile on Ding Xiaoyi's face, the big-headed monster found that the human in front of him, who looked harmless to humans and animals, had such a hideous and evil smile, and even his eyes were so creepy.

"Eat, don't you keep shouting hungry?"

Ding Xiaoyi handed over the soaked instant noodles in his hand, and in order to take care of this very rare labor, he specially added two boiled eggs and a ham sausage to him.

Under Ding Xiaoyi's order, the big-headed monster took the instant noodles handed by Ding Xiaoyi with his almost stiff claws like steel.

Looking at the tin box in front of him, which was less than the size of his palm, there was something that was emitting a pungent sour smell.

The big-headed monster was in pain inside.

It felt that if Ding Xiaoyi hacked him to death with a knife now, it would be better than poisoning it.

What made it feel most angry was that Ding Xiaoyi was on the side, grinning, looking like he was going to watch a good show, just like Pan Jinlian feeding Wu Dalang medicine.

The big-headed monster is extremely struggling inside.

It's a pity that in this one-third of an acre, Ding Xiaoyi has absolute authority.

So, under Ding Xiaoyi's urging and the power of rules.

The pale face of the big-headed monster revealed a sense of sadness, and he opened his mouth to carefully eat a mouthful of noodles and soup.

When the pungent and bitter soup and golden glutinous noodles were poured into the mouth of the big-headed monster for the first time, the big-headed monster's expression suddenly changed again!

∑(°Д°; )

Perhaps he never imagined that the bowl of soup in his hand that looked so miserable would produce such an amazing taste after touching the tip of his tongue.

The sour and spicy are irresistibly stimulating, and with the noodles in the soup that are already springy, they will complement each other so well and match made in heaven.

This is not a shocking work from the god of food, but the wisdom of laborers in industrial civilization more than 100 years ago.

It is also the last human civilization, and there is not much scientific and technological inheritance left behind.

Where is this bowl of noodles, it is simply a collision between civilizations.

After the big-headed monster's eyes were closed, savoring the lingering fragrance between his lips and teeth, the big-headed monster opened his eyes and looked at the lunch box in his hand.

( ́∀') "Hmm...... It smells so good! ”

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the exaggerated expression of the big-headed monster with a blank face, and quickly ate the instant noodles in his bowl.

But soon another problem arose.

How do I clean a lunch box?

You can't go to the yellow spring to clean it.

Looking at the turbid water, Ding Xiaoyi immediately dispelled this thought.

Put the lunch box aside first, and Ding Xiaoyi plans to bring it when he goes back.

Then he walked to the edge of the Yellow Spring, picked up a large piece of gold and put it in his hand to weigh it.

It's very heavy, about five kilograms, to say the least.

"It's too heavy!"

Ding Xiaoyi casually threw this piece of gold far away.

Such a large piece of gold, holding it hard and pressing on his shoulders, according to the current gold price, five kilograms is almost more than 1.2 million.

It's so eye-catching.

Although it is a home-made thing.

But I can't tell the origin myself, so it's better to keep a low profile.

Ding Xiaoyi casually picked up another small one.

For example, the piece is a small and large circle, only the size of a palm, but given the density of the gold, this piece of gold is still very heavy.

Ding Xiaoyi weighed it, more than two catties.

Considering that he still needs to buy some materials, this piece of gold should be sold for about 300,000 yuan.

But to deduct part of the black store price reduction problem, it is estimated that there will be about 2.78 million.

(Note 1: Large amounts of gold, of unknown origin, cannot be traded head-on.) ）

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi stuffed this piece of gold into his clothes pocket.

At this moment, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt that something was approaching him behind him, his heart tightened, and he suddenly became alert, and quickly turned around to take a look.

I saw that the big-headed monster didn't know when it had come behind him.

The tentacles opened one by one, and his eyes stared at Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi was taken aback: "This guy is going to attack me?" Looking at the open tentacles, Ding Xiaoyi's heart felt a chill for a while.

At this moment, the big-headed monster suddenly took a step back and pointed at it.

Only then did Ding Xiaoyi see that the gold under the feet of the big-headed monster was neatly placed on the ground, forming a line of traditional characters: "Another bowl!" ”