"Crossed, but not quite worn!"

Looking at the face in the mirror that did not have heavy dark circles, and was in the most energetic period at this time, Ning Pingle sighed heavily.

I thought I was reborn and went back to the past, and I cheered in my heart.

After all, the unique foresight of reborn people, what the richest man can't guarantee in life, but a set of bitcoins, liquor stocks, etc., can always ensure their wealth freedom, food and clothing without worry!

Set a small goal for yourself first, earn enough pension money, and then fire the future boss in advance, no problem, right?

Well, it wasn't until Ning Pingle clicked on his phone and glanced at the weather that he knew it was broken.

"There is light rain today in Feihua District, Tiandu City, 15 degrees to 20 degrees, the air quality index is 21, and the air is very good"

He blinked, then took a closer look at his phone's screen.

"When: April 30, 2027"

Then the whole face was twisted into a "subway, old man, mobile phone.jpg face.

I confirmed it and was the world line that I did not recognize.

Very good, there is no need to think about the currency circle plan and stud medical stocks, and the opportunity to re-bet on the football king Messi is gone.

Fortunately, after glancing at the personal belongings in the dormitory and the student cards scattered on the table, he could be sure that his sons were still the same group of sons, but he didn't have to worry about the awkwardness of meeting.

It's just that how did you cross over, time and the world have changed, but your roommates are still these good children?

Parallel space-time isotopes, right?

The beautiful life that is close at hand is gone, but life must go on, without foresight, grasp a little vision of the future, and give it a go, Ning Pingle feels that there may not be no possibility of achieving financial freedom.

He subconsciously reached into his trouser pocket to get a cigarette, and then remembered that he had no habit of smoking at this time, so he simply went downstairs, bought a pack of cigarettes, and then fished a lighter from the drawer of his roommate Shen Ning.

In the fog, he decided to go to the KTV for one night to understand the relevant situation, so as not to have some suspicions because of his abnormal behavior after his roommate came back.

Even if the probability is small, you have to guard against it.

However, when he came to KTV and clicked on the hit list, he was speechless to find that the songs on the on-demand chart were still the songs in his memory.

Damn, it's 2027, why are the hits in the Chinese music scene still those old songs, it's really Ragnarok, right?

Hey? No, it seems to be a little better than in the previous life, at least there are two more unfamiliar songs on the hot song list, and I looked at the singer......

Xu Ruoxi? A name I've never heard of.

Ning Pingle roughly collected the relevant information, and after confirming that he had come to a plausible parallel world, he began to look for the situation of Tiandu University, where he was in "this life".

His first reaction was to go to the Internet toilet and see if there was any fun.

He stretched out on the KTV sofa, rested his feet on the frosted glass table with his legs crossed, clicked on the post of his college post bar, and glanced at it casually.

The beginning is a heart-wrenching crit on the national candidates who are about to graduate:

"Title: The old man pinched his fingers and knew that your kid was off topic, and the test was all wrong."

He clicked on it and saw that there were many netizens replying to the post downstairs, which was quite lively.

"No, no, no, no, there won't be anyone who fails the provincial written exam, right?"

"Isn't it only fresh graduates who can apply for the exam? The post is so lively, the old oiler of the senior year is still coming to play the sticker, right? Aren't they all busy recruiting for school?"

"I heard that this year's school recruitment progress in our province is much behind that of previous years."

"There is no way, to catch up with the strong typhoon ‹ Yama Wai, which has been rare for more than ten years, for the sake of safety, the school recruitment in the second half of April has been postponed to May."

"It's impossible to work part-time, it's impossible to work in this life, first find a way to delay the time to enter the society, I don't want to be a cow and a horse!"

The corners of Ning Pingle's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that he was offended.

Thinking of the years when he worked for two and a half years, he changed from a cheap labor force to a cow and horse with an annual salary of 250,000 yuan and indirectly managed thousands of recruitment and training supervisors, Ning Pingle, who came back to his senses, smiled dumbly:

"Forget it, don't think about those bad things, just enjoy this beautiful youth after you cross over!"

He decided to wash his face and sober up, and then think about how he could find a way to get rich in this familiar and strange world.

The cold tap water slid down his cheeks, and looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face in the mirror, it was clear that he was the self from his college days in his previous life, which could only be found from memories.

"It's me, so handsome!"

Ning Pingle hummed softly, picked up his phone again and was about to collect a little more information, when his eyes suddenly looked at a new post that popped up.

"You're all talking about exam results, so didn't anyone talk about the evil thing that happened in the School of Management a few days ago?"

Someone is speaking down there.

"It can't be that another student has been tricked into a pyramid scheme, right?"

"Why again?"

"The landlord said let's talk about it, wait for a melon!"

Underneath that reply message, there were more than 30 folded messages.

Ning Pingle's melon-eating soul was burning, and he subconsciously clicked on the comment.

He followed the comments.

"Here's the thing, about half a month ago, Mr. Zhang, the class instructor of the accounting class of the School of Management, was found by his classmates to have a very bad face during the class meeting, and he suddenly fainted halfway through the class.

After the ambulance came, Mr. Zhang was rushed to the hospital, and the news came that night that he had suffered an acute illness and had passed away.

When the head of the accounting class went to visit Mr. Zhang, he wanted to ask about the cause of his death, but the doctor didn't say it directly, but gave a strange reply.

This roughly means that the examination shows that the patient should have lost his vital symptoms long ago before he was brought to the hospital, and he should not be able to hold a class meeting for the students."

The following is obviously a reply from a student from the same school:

"Teacher Zhang's face looked really weird and scary that day, and we were very sad after hearing the news, Teacher Zhang is very good."

"Corpse class meeting? Why do you feel cold in your neck, oh, it's because the dormitory door is not closed!"

"I'm guessing you're hiding under the covers right now, shivering at your phone...... Because that's what I'm like too."

Ning Pingle continued to flip down, and then saw the landlord post again:

"Later, in the accounting class next door, a squad member was called by the police station to ask questions, and later, I heard that there was something wrong with the psychological committee of the accounting class.

On the day of Mr. Zhang's burial, he went to the Tiandu River late at night to make a nest and fished for 3 hours, but he didn't catch the fish, and caught a swollen corpse.

The guy set the body aside and went fishing, and in the end he didn't catch anything.

In the end, he had to go to the food stall, find a merchant selling grilled fish, buy a live fish, and then choose to call the police.

I knew him well, and according to him, he didn't understand what he was thinking at that time, as if he was blinded by his mind, and when the police came to the police, everyone else was almost stupid.

The corpse was cold and cold, and it was all swollen!

Oh yes, I made a paper wrapped fish from the fish he bought, suck it, you can't imagine how delicious it is to eat it at night."

"The sudden turn almost broke my old waist...... Well, you haven't finished eating yet, can I go and take a bite of soup?"

"I can only say that your friend is a qualified fishing guy (seriously), whether it is a human nest or a fishing air force, it is too right."

Ning Pingle couldn't cry or laugh.

This landlord is a real fisherman.,As soon as this post is posted,Didn't you catch a bunch of live fish in the bar.。

Further down ...... It's gone below.

Tsk, dead eunuch.

He nonchalantly exited the post, and as his eyes swept over his phone's screen, he was attracted by an app in the lower right corner of the screen.

It's like a black and white world, and this game is the only one with color.

To describe it more vividly, it's like leg control seeing the translucent black silk long legs sent by the group.

Or the state of Minotaur lovers when they find someone in the group talking about "this wife, you don't want your husband to lose his job, right?"

Ning Pingle is excited!

Looking at the app again, this feeling disappeared.

"Huh? Is there this app on the page when I just checked the information? ”

Wow, the interest is up!

"Mobile games? "Trickery"? The name, the weird genre of the game? Why don't you call it sitting and forgetting? ”

Ning Pingle hasn't played a mobile game for a long time, to be precise, he has been a cow and horse for more than two years before the crossing, and he has long been away from such a thing as a game.

Even if you go to the hospital and get checked for cancer, you have to go back to work in the afternoon...... Because I only took half a day off.

Where is the time and energy to play games?

Sleeping is better than playing games.

"Is it a new game to play with the silly sons?"

Ning Pingle hesitated for a moment, and out of an extremely complicated mood, he finally turned around and sat down, left other things behind, and clicked on the APP casually.

With the sound of slightly gloomy music, a roll of yellowed parchment was pulled open on the page, revealing black-red mottled handwriting on it.

There are no complicated modeling, boring entry animations, stuttering progress bars, and game announcements that no one is watching at all.

The moment I clicked on it, lines of text appeared on the parchment.

[A rainstorm washes away the traces of the past, and you return from the abyss again]

[Lightning and thunder illuminate the dark altar, and when you look up, you will see a deserted landscape]

[In a trance, you think back to it, you have returned here more than once, struggling, dying and resurrecting in this world of mountains and seas]

[This realm is called the mountain and sea realm, which exists in the abnormal cracks, ancient gods, demons, and strange beasts...... The creatures that exist in various folklore anecdotes multiply and hunt each other in this land until the end of their lives.

[Sometimes, the mountains and seas that exist in the cracks will collide with different worlds by chance]

[Under the special phenomenon called "overlapping time slots", the world and the world converge at this moment, and the conflict suddenly arises]

[The time gap will open up the barriers between different worlds, a small time gap may cause a small number of creatures in the two worlds to penetrate each other, and a large time gap may even form a Jedi that affects an area]

[Now, you are lucky enough to cross the gap of time again and re-enter this land]

[But this may not be a wonderful choice, for the mountain and sea realm, you are an alien, a heretic, an extraterritorial demon, and a faded person, but more beings call your kind of existence -]

["Trick"]

[This is your trick! 】

[You who are not tolerated by the world will also suffer the curse of the world, and this land will be tormented until you leave in agony]

Now, you're going to start your journey again? 】

【→Click here to enter the ← of the mountains and seas】