In the early morning, on the barren grass plain, an ancient temple was so dilapidated that it exploded.

"President? President? It's six o'clock in the morning and it's time for you to get up! ”

A sweet female voice sounded in his ears, Cao Hong answered vaguely, opened his eyes in a daze, and sat up slowly.

"Good morning, President! Today is June 1, 227 B.C., and the weather is clear and cloudless, with a temperature of 22 percent and a humidity of 35 percent, making it ideal for outdoor activities. A body scan shows that your body is slightly dehydrated, so take care to stay hydrated and replenish nutrients. ”

Cao Hong got up from the ground expressionlessly, kicked away the broken straw mat under his feet, grabbed a handful of soil from the ground casually, and wiped his face up and down a few times. Pick it up and let it sit overnight, waving it in the heat to save a bowl of water. took a small sip and repeatedly let the water flow between his teeth dozens of times before spitting it to the ground.

"Finally, congratulations to the President, based on the calculation of the gas flow and temperature changes during the night, it is expected that there will be a lot of rain at about one o'clock this afternoon. This should be the best news in more than a week! ”

Cao Hong casually dragged it down and blocked it on the hole on the side, and the denim jacket that was already dirty and couldn't see the original color, spread out on the ground to sort out his pitiful belongings.

"President, I have to remind you once again that it's time to choose to eat!"

Cao Hong didn't bother to pay attention to this voice, picked up the bowl and drank it dry, grabbed the wooden stick standing at the entrance of the temple and walked outside. Except for the wraps in his denim pockets, these two things have become important to him.

"President's ......"

"Shut up!"

Cao Hong burst into a shout: "Close your beak, you are just an auxiliary system that doesn't know whether it's true or not, don't provoke my bottom line again and again!" ”

"......, I thought you'd love the sound! Didn't they all say on TV that the president loves the female secretary! There was silence for a while, and when the voice reappeared, it had changed to a slightly oily male voice.

Cao Hong's head twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said: "But I believe that every president wants his secretary to have the same voice as his stepmother!" Also, I warn you. Bastard, if you want to probe my memories again, I'll die with you! ”

"Hey, brother, don't get so excited. You know, although I like to joke, I still have to follow the company rules, and besides, I don't like to offend you, the future boss. ”

"You've offended you, bastard!" Cao Hong gritted his teeth.

"Hey buddy, a little plain, okay, this is not the tone that a future president should have, even if you are just a salesman now. And you should call me by a new name, Zhu! Thank you! ”

Cao Hong's face was strange: "Are you sure?" All right. Pig, let me see what's changed in today's plan. ”

"Uh...... Although I always feel that something is not right, for the sake of your initiative to truce today, okay! Book!”

As the 'pig' voice fell, a white paper suddenly appeared in front of Cao Hong's eyes, floating quietly in front of him. It is written in large red letters with the words "Mission Plan".

After more than a week of adaptation, Cao Hong is obviously not surprised by what is in front of him. With a flick of his fingers, the plan was opened horizontally, and rows of words and pictures appeared quickly from top to bottom on the slightly transparent white paper.

"Jing Ke's mission plan.

Target: Jing Ke.

Date: 227 BC.

Duration: one month.

Nature: Induction interview.

Description: Lucky boy, no matter how you got the qualification for this interview, work hard. As long as you are successful, the company benefits can allow you to have a good fortune.

Hint: As the first Assassin in history, he has some special abilities. Judging by your skills, ten tied up together can't beat others. The good news is that when an Assassin fails, he will be wounded to some degree. With the combat effectiveness greatly reduced, you maybe, maybe, probably be able to get him. Good luck! ”

In the second half of the page, there is a circular radar, and from time to time a bright spot flashes, and from time to time a simple map emerges to show the target and one's own location. It's the only useful support item at the moment.

The page on the right looks like a business card holder, with four spaces in a row and sixteen in four rows. But what exactly is it used for, the pig didn't say, Cao Hong is not clear. But it's obvious that it can't be used now.

"One hundred and five kilometers to go, and we're almost there!" There was obvious schadenfreude in the pig's tone.

Cao Hong raised his eyebrows and snorted: "Thank you for this, if you hadn't let me cross the forest, we might have caught up with him by now!" ”

"Hehe, you chose to show the shortest route yourself!" Zhu Hei laughed twice and then said: "I said buddy, you should also eat something, your body energy is below the absorption line now, how can I replenish my energy!" ”

"You!" Cao Hong scoffed: "I haven't eaten yet, who cares about you." Replenish your own solar energy! ”

"It's a cloudy day, man!"

"Less nonsense, count me fate, I used to watch a little wild survival show, and finally walked out of the forest alive, quickly show me the nearest city within the tracking route, we should get a mount!"

The white paper map quickly displays several small circles around the route, and the various analysis numbers are constantly refreshed, and finally the final score after the calculation of each situation is listed next to it.

Cao Hong glanced at it casually and fixed his eyes on the only city with a score of more than ninety--? F eup, 7 km.

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After saying the daily routine of nonsense, Cao Hong pulled his belt and strode forward.

Cao Hong was originally very good at taking care of his body, although his previous life was also a little rushed, but he must eat breakfast every day. But once here, it was clear that he had been forced to abandon the term breakfast. It's been a week now and I don't know how I feel when I eat breakfast.

He still couldn't figure out why this small mission to Japan would turn into Jing Ke, who fled after the failure of chasing and assassinating Qin in 227 BC, in the moment after killing the target.

After various entanglements with pigs in the early stage, Cao Hong finally figured out part of the matter.

“Ｂook！”

With a silent recitation, a black book appeared in front of Cao Hong's eyes, and the ID photo, which occupied almost 90% of the cover, clearly showed who the book belonged to.

With a flick of the fingers, the writing opens.

The black book is obviously much simpler than the white book, and there are no charts or anything like it on the left side, except for some incomprehensible numbers for your body and a sign of the task in progress. The right side is the same as the white book, the same sixteen grids, but the word "storage" is clearly marked on the top, which proves that the function is obviously different from the white book.

After studying for a few days, Cao Hong can basically be sure. The white book is a mission plan, in the hands of the brain, and the black book is his own personal auxiliary prop, although he can only use the only one with obvious eyes in the storage. It reminded him of a backpack in an online game.

The storage function is interesting, and the number of things, no matter how big or small, is limited to one. And when you put it in and out of it, the stored items will turn into a card that can be placed in the card slot under a puff of white smoke.

With such a useful thing, Cao Hong naturally would not waste it on placing sundries, but an absolutely sharp weapon.

Silently reciting "Book", he put away the black book, looked around slightly, and made sure that he had found the source of water, a small lake.

Looking at the sparkling and crystal clear small lake, Cao Hong's Adam's apple fluttered.

This week has made him thirsty!

I don't know if there are any natural disasters this year in history, or if there have been many droughts in northern Shaanxi since BC. Before June, the weather was as hot as a fireball, and it was not much worse than in later generations.

There was no rain in the sky, no dew in the morning, Cao Hong was still trekking in the forest, if he didn't occasionally get some wild fruits and mountain springs to quench his thirst, he estimated that he would be the first person in the future to die of thirst in ancient times. Last night was lucky, when he came out of the forest, he showed a small piece of bamboo, and he used a paratrooper knife to knock wildly, so that he could be regarded as drinking a wild meal with bamboo water.

But even so, after a night and a morning of driving, he was now in a state of hunger and thirst again.

However, Cao Hong couldn't move, because he still wanted to get his lunch.

"Cao Hong, you can eat!"

In the middle of the journey, the pig suddenly screamed in surprise.

Cao Hong's eyes sheathed, and he quickly locked on the yellow sheep in the nearby river.

Observing the surroundings, silently calculating the distance in his heart, and looking at the wooden stick on the other end of his hand that was worn out, Cao Hong decided that it would be more efficient to use the next trick.

Summoning the black book, Cao Hong gently pulled out the only card on the right page, and threw it out vigorously in the selected direction......

Today is a rare bad day for the yellow flock, with a little humid air and low pressure, which makes them feel very uncomfortable. Instinct comes to the lake to prepare to stock up on some water.

And at this moment, there was a soft sound of "Peng" in the sky, and the yellow sheep trembled at the same time, instinctively wanting to escape.

However, it was too late at this time, and a huge basalt with a diameter of three meters fell straight from the sky and smashed the two yellow sheep who did not have time to run out of the attack range.

"Boom!"

A huge sound echoed, the ground shook violently a few times, and the water in the small lake suddenly set off huge waves, surging wave after wave, and the surrounding beasts fled in all directions in terror, as if they had seen the end of the world.

Cao Hong didn't know when he came to the boulder, looking at a yellow sheep that had been hit by the boulder in his lower limbs and could only bleat wildly, with a smile on his face: "Hello, lunch!" ”;

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