Chapter 1 Game Panel

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When the phone rang, Zhang Lan was sleeping on the recliner.

"Hey!"

"Hello! Pls is ......"

With a thumbs-up, Zhang Lan hung up the phone. Now he doesn't want to pay attention to anything.

He just wanted to quietly enjoy the soothing sunshine, he hadn't been so comfortable lying on a chaise longue in the afternoon sun for a long time.

After lying down for a while, Zhang Lan sat up.

Once he was woken up, he couldn't sleep, and with something on his mind, the last few days were like a dream.

Turn on your phone, open WeChat, click on your wallet, look at the numbers on it, and close your phone again.

got up and walked to the computer desk, shook the mouse, opened the simulator, and began to play a turn-based Westward Journey mobile game.

Zhang Lan is a big fan of this game.

From the original computer version of the game to the current mobile game version, he has been playing for almost 18 years, and the youth of his whole life has been accompanied by the shadow of this game.

It's just that the feelings of the past have long been worn out, and now it is purely to earn a little living expenses and pocket money in your free time.

Skillfully landing one character after another, the four numbers first add a team and then temporarily leave to run a solo mission, and then do a team mission. This is the advantage of turn-based games, which can be left on the hook at any time.

There are so many tasks in this game every day.,Four open plus a game partner is basically done in two or three hours.,It doesn't affect eating and housework in the middle.。

Playing this game, Zhang Lan only does the task of the panel, as for digging Baohe skills or something, he never does it, he is a zero-yuan white prostitution party. After playing like this for more than a month, a number can be sold for at least 3500 yuan, and if you are lucky, you can sell it for hundreds or thousands more.

Zhang Lan hung up and ran the task,While opening the browser and boarding the game's trading platform,The day before yesterday, he had already registered several numbers on the platform,Today to 72 hours after the registration period expires, you can put it on the shelf。 After that, stop for two days and continue to rush to the new area.

Three of the 4 numbers are ordinary silver numbers, one number is 500 yuan, Zhang Lan has already negotiated the price with someone, and he will buy it as soon as it is put on the shelves. It's a ridiculously high handling fee, at least 60 yuan for a number, and more than 1,000 yuan for more than a month, which can be regarded as satisfying the hobby and earning pocket money at the same time.

As soon as the three numbers were put on the shelves, Zhang Lan notified the other party of the game, and soon the transaction was successfully bought. The remaining number was originally intended to be sold together, but the remaining number was better, and Zhang Lan wanted to sell it for a little more money, so he didn't negotiate it. I'm going to give it a try at a price of 1,005 first.

"Where's my number?" Zhang Lan suddenly discovered the BUG.

Originally, it was the network error that the three numbers were sold.,Now the rest of the network is also a network error.,It should have been sold.,As a result, I didn't find any information on the platform.,But the remaining characters are gone.,What's going on.。

Log in to the game again, but the original character under the account is gone, and I log in to the trading platform again, and there is still no information.

"What about my role?" Zhang Lan's unnatural mouth came out of her voice.

Suddenly, a transparent border appeared in front of him.

Nickname: Finger Sand

Styling: Dancing Heaven

Race: Immortals

Level: 115

Sect: Putuo Mountain

There is also a line of flashing red letters under the border, is it synchronized? Yes/No?

"Yes!" Zhang Lan subconsciously said a yes word, and then fainted in front of him.

I don't know how long it took, but when Zhang Lanqiang woke up with a headache, it was already brightly lit outside.

Rubbing her forehead with her hand, Zhang Lan took her mobile phone and saw that it was already more than 7 o'clock in the evening. Hurriedly got up and changed his shoes, picked up the mobile phone charger and left.

Zhang Lan was talking on the phone while walking,

"Mom! How is my dad now? Did the doctor look for it today? Have you eaten? I'll be there in a moment. ”

Zhang Lan hurried to the hospital.

In the neurology department on the third floor, the aisles were filled with all kinds of people with solemn looks. Zhang Lan cautiously walked through the corridor, his mother was sitting on the hospital bed at the entrance of the ward and chatting with people in a low voice, when she saw Zhang Lan coming over and waved her hand to him.

"Did the doctor look for me after I left? How's it going? ”

Zhang Lan asked in a low voice.

"I'll be fine after checking the room this morning, it's going to be in the infusion. The caregiver was there watching. Zhang Lan's mother looked a little tired.

Zhang Lan walked into the ward and looked at her father lying on the hospital bed, although it had been a few days, her nose still couldn't help but feel a little sour.

Zhang Dahai was resting on the hospital bed, as if he felt that someone had come in, he opened his eyes and saw that it was Zhang Lan, his right hand pointed to the side of the bed with difficulty, and made a sound in his mouth, Zhang Lan hurriedly stepped forward and held Zhang Dahai's hand and said, "It's okay, Dad." Hold your horses. ”

Aunt Chen, the nurse at the head of the bed, was massaging Zhang Dahai's left arm, and when she saw Zhang Dahai open her eyes, she said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, don't worry, don't worry about the child, now you have to take care of yourself, don't be excited, just wait for two days to recover." ”

Zhang Lan didn't pay attention to Aunt Chen's words at this time, and when he held his father's hand, an inexplicable message came from his mind, wind phlegm and blood congestion, paralyzing the veins, it should be used...... treatment, during which a gold needle is used...... Complementary......

Zhang Lan gently put down his father's hand, got up and looked around, only to notice that when his gaze swept to a person's face, a subconscious thought came to mind.

The art of traditional Chinese medicine medical theory, Zhang Lan suddenly understood, this is the art of traditional Chinese medicine medical theory in the game.

A transparent panel quietly appeared in front of Zhang Lan's eyes.

Nickname: Finger Sand

Race: Immortals

Level: Level 1

Sect: None

Styling: Dancing Sky Ji (hidden)

Sect Skill: None

Support Ability: None

Life Skills:

Crafting Skills: Masters

Tailoring Skills: Masters

Alchemy Technique: Normal

Traditional Chinese Medicine: Grandmaster

Cooking skills: Master

Smelting Technique: Normal

Seeing the panel in front of him appear and disappear, Zhang Lan forcibly suppressed his excitement, and the information that flashed by holding his father's hand just now made him have other thoughts.

Zhang Lan's father, Zhang Dahai, was hospitalized for almost a month with cerebral hemorrhage caused by high blood pressure, because the bleeding site was critical, it was a brainstem hemorrhage, although he was sent to the hospital in time and the amount of bleeding was not much, but he could not be operated on, and could only be treated conservatively and slowly absorbed the congestion.

Zhang Lantuo's acquaintances inquired, and it was a blessing in misfortune that he could pick up a life according to his father's illness, but now Zhang Dahai's nerves in his limbs were damaged and his speech was slurred. But being sane is already a better result. People also whispered to Zhang Lan that although the recovery of this disease is more important, based on Zhang Lan's father's current situation, it is estimated that it will take a year or two or even longer to return to normal life and take care of himself, and Zhang Lan must be psychologically prepared.

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