My name is Qiao Jie, I am 27 years old, I live in the dormitory of Yanguo Longmen Company, and I am unmarried. I work at Fengchi Logistics. I had to work overtime until 9 p.m. every day before I could go home. I don't smoke, I only drink lightly, I go to bed at 11 o'clock every night, but I will always use my phone until the early hours of the morning to sleep.

Before going to bed, I must take two drops of eye drops, and then I can't help but look at it for another half an hour, go to bed, I may also have insomnia, and then go to work with dark circles, and the doctor said that I could die suddenly at any time.

And then......

Qiao Jie rubbed his confused eyes, but unexpectedly did not feel the dryness when he woke up in the past, and the last picture in his memory was the company's warehouse, the goods that collapsed like a sea of mountains......

"I, dead? Well, I hope I'm dead, otherwise I can't afford to pay for so many goods. Qiao Jie pinched himself hard, and a sense of pain followed, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

"It's over, it's not dead, it's going bankrupt!"

There was a wail in his heart, but Qiao Jie suddenly felt as if something was wrong, and then he realized that there was so much garbage around him?

"Fengchi Logistics is also a big company, so you won't throw my body to the garbage dump, right?" Qiao Jie got up from the ground in a daze, always feeling that the environment was very strange, and then, a voice suddenly came from not far away-

"The new guy over there, don't stand stupidly, come here!"

"Huh?" Qiao Jie didn't even react for a while, he didn't even realize that he was calling himself, he looked left and right, and after finding that there was no one else, he looked towards the source of the sound in a daze.

Then, he saw a ...... Bus?

"What's going on?"

Qiao Jie rubbed his eyes vigorously and found that at the end of his vision, it was indeed a bus, but the problem was, the wheels of the bus were ...... Why are they tracks?

The driver didn't talk nonsense, and pointed behind him with his thumb:

"Hurry up and get in the car!"

Qiao Jie glanced behind him and found that there were already many people in the car, old and young, men and women, but most of them looked dazed, looking like they didn't know anything.

Qiao Jie thought about it for a while, and found that he didn't seem to have any other choice, so he finally took a breath and boarded the tracked bus that didn't know where to go......

……

The movement of the tracked bus was not smooth, even if he successfully found a seat, Qiao Jie still felt that he had a feeling of motion sickness for a long time, and the passengers around him were all dazed, only a few young people looked at each other whispering there, and could faintly hear topics such as "crossing", "rebirth", "golden finger" and so on.

"Crossing?" Although he is already a social person, as a modern person whose mobile phone is like an external organ, how can he not know what time travel is?

Looking out the window and looking at the garbage everywhere, his expression became more and more strange, because he was gradually able to see something in the garbage that should not be in the garbage heap.

Like what......

"How come there are still flying saucers? Did I travel to an interstellar world? Just that kind of garbage star? Then I have to rely on Goldfinger or study, find treasures from the garbage by myself, save up mecha and even spaceships, and then escape to heaven and become a space pirate? ”

Qiao Jie's mind immediately flashed with all kinds of similar online articles he had read, and he even had a certain plan for his own way of making a fortune, and then, like those young people, he kept calling in his heart-

"System?"

"Deep blue?"

"Lord God?"

In the futile call, the bus suddenly slowed down again, Qiao Jie thought he had found the passengers again, but when he looked closely, he saw a wall enclosing the perimeter of the garbage dump, and not far away, at the gate with a height of more than ten meters, there was a neat line......

"Alright, it's time to get out of the car!"

The driver's voice came from the front, and although this kind of order did not seem to have any deterrent effect, Qiao Jie instinctively felt that he should do what he said.

There were people in the car who hesitated, some people had already begun to get up, and after looking at the "same kind" who were slowly moving forward in line, Qiao Jie still obeyed his heart's wishes, quickly stepped off the bus, and slowly moved forward in line.

As the team slowly moved forward, Qiao Jie turned his head to look back, only to find that the bus had started again, and there seemed to be some people on the bus who had not gotten off.

Not daring to think about what would happen to these people next, Qiao Jie just obediently followed the team, and then came to the door in a burst of uneasiness, and then walked into a small room under the guidance of the staff.

The room was not large, only a table and two chairs, and a female staff member raised her head slightly, and asked in a flat tone, "Name?" ”

"Joeje." Qiao Jie almost subconsciously reported his name, and then thought of the demon's real name, the death book and the like, and his face couldn't help but turn pale.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a routine registration." Seeing that Qiao Jie's expression was wrong, the woman's tone was slightly calmer, and then she spoke again: "What is the civilization level of your original world?" ”

"Huh?" Qiao Jie was a little overwhelmed by this question, shouldn't he ask about age, occupation and the like step by step? Why did you suddenly ask about the level of civilization?

"It's not very important, the main thing is to consider what kind of way to communicate with you, if you come from a world where science and technology and culture are more developed, it will be easier to communicate, but if you are from a certain feudal era or even a world of theocracy, then you have to find a special communicator."

The woman's tone still didn't fluctuate, but Qiao Jie felt that it was a lot easier to communicate, and immediately said:

"I come from an electrified society, there are many countries, there are networks and computers, I communicate with smart machines, I know that the earth is round, I know gravity and classical mechanics, well, I've heard about quantum mechanics and things like that......"

Speaking of this, Qiao Jie suddenly felt that if it was not a world, the other party might not understand his own nouns, so he added: "Well, do you need me to say the formula?" ”

When the woman heard this, she shook her head lightly and said:

"No, Infinite City has a [common language], I can understand the meaning of your words without hindrance, but listening to your description, you should come from a civilization with science and technology as the main body, and if you have the Internet, it will be easier to explain all aspects......"

As she spoke, the woman opened the drawer in front of her, took out a silver metal card and handed it to Qiao Jie—

"This is the identity card of the infinite city.,The usage is similar to the smart phone.,There are all kinds of basic knowledge of the infinite city.,You can take a look at it first.,After understanding what you don't understand.,You can go to a special consultation office to consult.,In addition,Infinite City follows the concept of not working and not eating.,For newcomers only to provide a minimum consumption of one month,If you don't want to disappear,,Please find employment within a month......"

It's still the same sentence.,All the foreshadowing has been recycled, why do you say it's unfinished?,As for the rest of the world.,That's the extra content.,Insert it into the main story and it becomes a water branch.。

I don't understand why it's said that it's bad at the end.,The boss is over.,The protagonist has become the strongest.,Everything that should be done has been done.,Foreshadowing has been recycled.,Isn't this the end?

From beginning to end, the protagonist of this book has only one pursuit, and that is peace of mind.

When nothing can disappear at any time.

When it comes to strange talk, it needs a steady stream of legends to provide knowledge.

At the moment when he passes the test of the layer master and obtains the truth, there is only one uneasiness left for the protagonist, and that is the purpose of the Tower of Babylon.

Now that the purpose of the Tower of Babylon is out, the mastermind behind the scenes is going to become RBQ, and the protagonist has no motivation to move forward, so the story should end.

Isn't it watery to drag out a new boss and open a new map, so that the invincible protagonist of the Nether will soar and then become a miner and start over?

I have always adhered to the principle that the story should be finished decisively, and I will not drag it out to make money because of good grades, isn't this a code that should be praised?

Or have readers not experienced the situation of the Japanese comic that should be over but dragged on to continue painting in order to make money, and the result is that the god becomes dung?

This book is 20,000 yuan, and even if I only get full attendance when I drag it out, even if I write it later, I will have an income of 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a month, but the story should end at this point, so it should be over.

As for the rest, that's a big deal

(End of chapter)