Chapter 1 Time Travel? Headache! (Internal investment has passed, please feel free to invest)
Strange room…
The hazy sleepiness I felt when I just woke up was completely dispelled by the sudden shock.
Where is this?!!
Shen Mi sat up from the bed and pushed away the quilt on her body. Her hands were smooth... The soft quilt was made of silk and carried the warmth of her body.
The walls are light yellow, with a graceful warmth. Apart from the bed, the room only has a wooden wardrobe, a desk and an old-fashioned wall clock on the wall. The simple furniture layout does not affect the taste, and the good gloss of the paint reveals that it is expensive. The value is just that the style is a bit mixed - obviously Chinese furniture shape, but with some European elements, such as the rounded corners of the table and the curvature of the table edge.
It is elegant yet harmonious, making people subconsciously think of the style of the owner of the room.
When her eyes fell on the ground, Shen Mi was shocked...
The wooden floor was covered with messy fruit shells and unrecognizable food residues, as well as a lot of scraps of paper, paper balls and packaging bags. A pool of mottled viscous liquid was next to the bed, exuding a strong smell. .
Dirty, messy, bad...even messier than the partition room I rented for 800 yuan a month!
"Partition room...I should be in the rental house!" Shen Mi remembered the place where she should be but was not, and vaguely guessed what happened...
"Did you travel through time?"
As a street writer and the creator of time-travel stories, Shen Mi couldn't believe that she would become the protagonist, and quickly got up...
As soon as I stood up, there was a sudden stabbing pain in my brain.
Headache!
It's like someone stuck a needle deep into your eye.
Shen Mi breathed in, held on to the table to prevent her body from falling, and quickly closed her eyes to remain still.
The headache is not as simple as imagined, just a little recovery will be enough... The continuous tingling feeling is like a wave of waves, with no tendency to weaken.
... After adapting for a while, Shen Mi opened her eyes again, endured the headache and forced herself to calm down, and looked at the room again.
When his eyes fell on the wooden clock on the wall again, his whole body froze, as if cold water had been poured on his head.
This is an old-fashioned wall clock, very similar to the style of the Republic of China. I have seen similar ones in my grandfather's collection, and the old man regarded them as treasures...
The metal pendulum is swinging regularly, and the curved glass dial exudes a hazy yellowish light. Inside are Arabic numerals arranged in sequence - a total of twenty-eight!
28 hour clock?
All the numbers are neatly divided into four rows, forming a square without four corners. The middle of the upper row is 28. At this time, the shortest pointer is near 20, the second one points to the left of 13, and the longest pointer keeps beating rhythmically...
The rules were similar to those on Earth, but the change in base system made Shen Mi unable to interpret it for a moment, and he couldn't even recognize the time on the clock!
A world of 28 hours a day! The reason why it is not considered a world of 56 hours is because the pointer points have horizontal and vertical lines extending, dividing the entire dial into four areas, marked morning, afternoon, first half of the night, and second half of the night.
"This is not the earth...have you really traveled through time?"
The scale on the clock forced him to accept the fact.
Turning around to look at the same wooden glass window, there was a quiet and lush area outside. Several two-story white buildings among the trees were scattered around the shore of the rippling lake. The sunlight was softly shining on the water. It was already dusk.
Park-like villa area!
He was in one of the buildings... Shen Mi realized where he was and cautiously walked to the door. However, his headache worsened as he moved, forcing him to rub his temples while pressing his ears against the heavy door panel to listen to the outside world. the sound of.
This is the experience of the creator of the novel - if you don’t know where you are traveling through time, it’s best to be cautious.
Maintaining his posture, Shen Mi quickly recalled the memories before the time travel...
After coding four thousand words, I ate a handful of chicken before going to bed, and saw Duke Zhou with a pleasant sense of satisfaction. I woke up here... After thinking about it, I have no clue about the reason for the bizarre time travel. Could it be... Today? I forgot to wear a mask while buying cigarettes in the building. Is this a violation of public ethics and will I be punished by God?
After more than a dozen breaths, there was no movement outside the door. There should be no one at home... He gently turned the handle, and Shen Mi looked out.
This is indeed a villa. My room is on the first floor, facing the hall in the middle. It is located to the side of the door, a bit like the butler's room in the TV series.
The decoration style of the entire villa is consistent, simple but not simple. The dark furniture and light yellow walls complement each other, solid and warm; the potted plants and bamboo shelves in the corner of the hall are scattered in an orderly manner, fresh and regular...the feeling of quality arises spontaneously.
Excluding the dining room and kitchen, there were a total of five rooms on the first floor, two bedrooms, a storage room, and a bathroom. When Shen Mi walked into the last bathroom, she saw herself in the mirror.
He is about 20 years old, with a pale face and swollen eye bags. His slightly bloated figure shows a lack of exercise and light exposure. His face is greasy, as if he hasn't washed it for a long time. His thick hair is like a bird's nest, and his fluffy beard almost successfully deceives his age...
Recalling the mess on the floor of the room, a word emerged from the bottom of Shen Mi's heart - dead house.
Soul penetration...this is me?!
Shen Mi was speechless at the image in the mirror. The sloppy image made people despair, and the headache worsened, as if someone had hit her forehead with a hammer.
Calm, calm, calm...
Taking two deep breaths, she could barely resist the headache. Shen Mi had to find a reason to comfort herself as soon as possible...
Fortunately, not too fat!
I really want to continue working hard to pick out some points for good looks, but my brain power is obviously not enough at this time - the headache is getting worse and worse.
Realizing that she had to find some clues as soon as possible, Shen Mi endured the pain and climbed up the spiral staircase to the second floor.
There is a living room in the middle of the second floor. There are also five rooms, and only one study room has its door open.
I'm really the only one in the room...
Relaxing a bit, Shen Mi was first attracted by the photo frame on the coffee table. The old black and white photo showed a family of four. The same warm smile filled everyone's faces. The two adults should be the parents of the original owner of the body. It gave the feeling of a cultural youth in the old era. , there is also a teenage girl with shoulder-length hair, and a six or seven-year-old round-faced boy.
The boy was naturally the original owner of the body, with a round face and a tiger-like head. This made Shen Mi speechless for a while:
"Sure enough, he has grown disabled... What looked good when he was young may not necessarily be good when he grows up."
Moving to the study room, the place is full of cultural atmosphere. The square corner desk is covered with papers filled with text, and there is an old-fashioned wired telephone with a turntable on the side, which is often seen in anti-Japanese dramas.
Shen Mi was even more surprised by the full bookshelves... "Basic Psychology", "Id, Ego, Superego", "Lies", "Top Ten Traps in Psychology", "Elements of Ironborn Emotions" …
Almost all are psychology-related books.
The papers on the desk are covered with dense Juanxiu fonts. The title of the top page is "Summary of psychological counseling methods for cheating women".
Familiar words illustrate more critical information - this strange world is in Chinese!
The time travel was real. It seemed like a soul travel, but there was no memory of the original owner... Shen Mi didn't find any information about the owner of the room or herself. She slowly sat on the chair in front of the desk and sorted out the current situation.
I rubbed my temples to relieve the headache a little, and my thoughts immediately became more flexible:
"There are many types of time travel...first of all, they are divided into body and soul time travel in form, and then...the two dimensions of time and space are added."
"Wearing was more popular in the early days of online writing, but it is rare now. If space remains unchanged and time travels, whether in the past or the future, it is called time travel... I completely rule out this situation."
"It's very possible that I have traveled through my soul. This is not the earth. There is no way to determine the time without reference. As for this world..." Shen Mi raised her head and looked at the glass chandelier above her head and the old-fashioned crank phone on the table, recalling the 20 people on the room. Eight hour wall clock:
"What the level of technology looked like in the 1940s and 1950s, just like in the movies..."
"Soul travel is much more complicated... The soul travels to the past self. This is called rebirth. I am obviously not one of them. When the soul travels to other people, it will cause the so-called 'body seizing'. This is my current situation... Fortunately, there is no body grabbing or anything. A strange creature, at least a man, although not fat but homely."
"..."
The chaotic thoughts did not help. Shen Mi was still confused, but the headache was getting worse...
It's as if there is a small knife constantly playing a game of "insert and pull out" on the brain deep in the eyes... The small knife is also coated with lubricant, and the stinging pain is unimpeded!
Shen Mi roared in pain, leaned back on the chair, and pressed his temples with both hands, trying to relieve the pain deep in his brain. However, the pressure and the associated touch inevitably pulled the pain points, making the intensity worse again.
A headache is not a disease, it hurts terribly...
The aftermath of time travel!
At this moment, there seemed to be an explosion deep in the brain, and something like a barrier suddenly shattered.
The sudden impact made Shen Mi's vision darken, and he almost fainted. His consciousness seemed to spread to the entire study room, through the entire villa, and covered the outside area with the blast of air... Cold sweat spread rapidly from his forehead and back.
It hurts!
In the midst of high mental tension, memory fragments surfaced from the cracks in the barrier. Shen Mi was delighted to discover in pain that these were the memories of some of the original owners...
More and more fragments slowly gathered together, barely forming a realistic image, and the information gradually became clearer.
The original owner...his name is Mozhi...22 years old, majoring in psychology at Federal University No. 4
Her parents are workers at the Federal Academy of Natural Sciences. They adopted a sister when Mozhuang was four years old;
His parents suddenly disappeared when he was in middle school... He and his sister depended on each other, or rather... they all relied on her to take care of them;
She is... she has been "someone else's child" since she was a child. She has excellent grades and worked part-time to raise her younger brother until she graduated from college and opened a psychological clinic by herself;
My career is developing well and I have made a lot of money... I bought this villa and moved out of the original house;
This is not the earth... This is called Hot Spring City, located on the continent of Rodinia... What a strange name, a mix of Chinese and Western;
The time… cannot be determined;
…
More and more information is rushing through my brain like a storm, and my headache has become unbearable.
Shen Mi struggled to get up and recalled the method of using the old-fashioned crank phone - it would be impossible without going to the hospital... From the memory of the original owner, she learned that there are hospitals in this world, and where there are hospitals, there is first aid.
The pain made her body unstable. The moment she reached out to take off the receiver, Shen Mi accidentally knocked over the ink bottle on the desk with her elbow, and the ink mark quickly penetrated the paper on the desk.
"What are you doing?!" A sullen voice came suddenly.
Shen Mi turned her head and a woman in a brown coat appeared at the door.
The oblique bangs, clear eyebrows, and the oblique scarf reveal a fashionable atmosphere, which is in no way inconsistent with the overall intellectual elegance...
The only incongruous thing is that my face is covered with frost!
Sister, Luo Sheng…
Shen Mi was stunned for a moment... He was so focused on his headache that he didn't notice Luo Sheng coming back.
Luo Sheng ignored Shen Ming's dullness and walked to the desk angrily, stretching out his slender fingers to twist the ink-soaked paper.
It was a few pages titled "Summary of Psychological Counseling Methods for Infidelity". More than half of it was covered with black ink, and a few drops of ink fell from the corners of the paper.
"This is the material for the psychological massage for the city councilor's wife tonight...I wrote the whole first half of the night!"
Luo Sheng's eyes showed the urge to kill, and he turned to look at Shen Mi: "Unpredictable!!!"
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(The new book has set sail, please support me!
This is a new story, and the overall setting is actually more like a fantasy or urban supernatural novel.
The pace is still a bit slow. The first fifteen chapters are almost grinding. The main plot is almost revealed in the fifteenth chapter, and the main topic only begins in the twentieth chapter. Alas, the slow-burning problem cannot be changed!
I always feel that if there is no previous foreshadowing, the subsequent story will be incomplete, so readers, please forgive me and save some more chapters before reading.
However, this book is intended to be well written, and the contract states that it will have at least two million words. Therefore, as the number of words increases, the slow start of the first 50,000 words is still tolerable.
maybe!
Again, I will ensure the completion of the book!)
This chapter has been completed!