Lin Jie staggered to the only small bed in the room, leaned back, and lay straight on the small bed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The bed was still as soft as before, and the smell was still the smell of his memory, and he was very obsessed with this feeling. This feeling had been with him for more than twenty years, although the decoration of this cottage was not luxurious at all, and even on earth it could only be described as a little rudimentary.

The ceiling lamp on the roof of the room, which looked like a flying saucer, became like his eyes, and the soft white light emitted a slight misty look.

Lin Jie's brain seemed to become stagnant, he didn't want to think about anything for a while, lazily pillowed his arms behind his head, adjusted a position he felt most comfortable with, felt the softness under him, and his pupils gradually became hollow.

If he could choose, the soul could really be lost, let him be lost here, this is the closest place to that happy memory.

The small bed is only a little more than a meter, although it is not so wide, but it exudes a soft to the heart comfort. In his memory, every piece of bedding on this bed was carefully prepared for him by his mother, although their family was not rich, but he never felt a little suffering since he was a child, and he almost had it for other children.

It still doesn't seem to feel the passage of time here.

"What's going on?" Lin Jie stared at the snow-white roof of the room with stunned eyes, and a very absurd thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

"How can there be electricity here?" Lin Jie suddenly bounced up from the bed, his eyes staring directly at the round ceiling lamp on the roof, which glowed softly from beginning to end.

How is it possible? How can there be electricity without generators, without power plants? Could it be that the wiring in this room is still connected to the earth?

Lin Jie rolled over and fell from the bed to the ground, the single bed made a heart-stopping creaking sound under him, he actually exerted the speed of the Condensing Yuan Realm Battle Soul Master, and his figure flashed to the door of the room, put his hand on the switch on the wall, and gently pressed his hand down, and the switch made a clicking sound.

The ceiling lamp still emitted a slightly illusory white light as usual, and the switch that controlled the light did not do much. Lin Jie suddenly remembered that when he traveled to the Otherworldly Roland Empire, it happened to be a heavy rainstorm that was rare in a century, and the sky was as gloomy as the night sky that day, so he turned on the light in the room early.

"Huh!" Lin Jie turned his gaze to the small table on the side again.

The screen of the notebook showed a structural diagram of a firearm, and Lin Jie clearly remembered that it was this structural diagram that he was browsing at that time. Lin Jie rushed to the laptop with another lunge, and his gaze fell on the date in the lower right corner of the computer screen, which clearly displayed 15:13 on the day of 20**year*month*.

Lin Jie's heart seemed to have set off turbulent waves, that time he will never forget in his life, it was on that summer afternoon, inexplicably like a soul came to Xiaoye Village of the Roland Empire, from a world of scientific and technological civilization to a world where war spirits are respected.

There is hardly any shadow of science and technology in this world, and all people's efforts are related to the war spirit, because the power mastered by cultivating the war soul to the extreme is not weaker than the power generated by the powerful technology on the earth.

Today, although he saw his notebook again, the notebook that had accompanied him through countless sleepless nights, he still did not understand what was going on, what was the connection between the two worlds with very different styles, was the hut he was in now on Earth, or was he in another world like him?

What surprised him the most was that the date on the laptop was stuck at the moment when he traveled through, as if time had been frozen at this moment.

The mouse lightly clicked on the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen, and the time interface of the system popped up, and a circular clock appeared in front of Lin Jie.

The second hand of the "13, 14......" clock jumps forward one by one, and it is now 15:13:14.

The second hand quickly turned around in Lin Jie's gaze, and it was about to point to the top scale of the clock.

"57, 58......" Lin Jie's eyes seemed to be fluttering with the rhythm of the second hand, and his heart silently followed the second hand to count.

"59, 60......" Lin Jie's eyes suddenly widened, the second hand easily crossed the 12 o'clock scale, did not stop at that position, according to common sense, the minute hand should jump one block to point to 14 minutes.

What surprised Lin Jie was that the minute hand seemed to strike at this time, as if it was bound there by something, and it didn't mean to beat at all, still pointing at the position of 13 unswervingly.

Lin Jie's thinking was a little confused, what the hell was going on? He even wanted to burst into foul language, what the hell is this place, is there any strange magnetic field here, which can make high-tech computer CPUs disordered.

Lin Jie leaned back in the chair, as if he had been instantly drained of all his strength, as if he was paralyzed, his hands were on the back of his head, his eyes stared blankly at the second hand, turning tirelessly in circles and circles, but no matter how hard it worked, the time displayed on the computer did not change at all.

What the hell is going on? This is beyond his comprehension, Lin Jie looked helplessly at the laptop in front of him, the joy he felt when he first saw his beloved notebook had disappeared completely.

After a long time, he realized that even if he became a fossilized statue just by thinking here, he couldn't change the current situation.

Lin Jie grabbed the mouse on the table with his right hand, clicked on the notebook and skillfully operated it, he felt that the feeling of the mouse in his hand was more comfortable than the feeling of the advanced battle spirit.

There are still small videos on the hard disk of the laptop, celebrity photos, favorite movies, and favorite games, Lin Jie breathed a long sigh of relief, these are all things he once treasured, and the storage of these things can reflect the value of the notebook.

Skillfully clicking on a favorite movie, the sound on the laptop is not very good, but the music wafting from the speakers still attracts him deeply.

Watching a movie is a pleasure that even the king of the Roland Empire, the high priest of the God of War Temple can't have.

"Waiting for the server to connect......" Lin Jie casually opened a frequently played game, but this prompt appeared on the display, obviously it was impossible to connect to the network here, which made him immediately disappointed.

If this place can be connected to the Internet on Earth, he will naturally have the means to contact his friends and relatives.

Naturally, I know what happened to my father and mother on earth?