This is a book compiled by a travel writer to understand social conditions and people's lives through personal experience and compilation of travel notes. The writer once worked for the War Information Agency, and his perspective and insights are worth reading.
The place where Mr. Baker walked happened to be the place where Wang Chengzhu lived before he came to this world of swordsmanship. I wanted to see what his usual place looked like eighty years ago, so I opened the title page and read it carefully.
Time flies, especially when you are concentrating. A pleasant sound of electronically synthesized xylophone sounded, and Wang Chengzhu subconsciously diverted his attention from the pages in front of him.
Seeing that the green fatigue meter has returned to full, the body's recovery progress meter shows a plus sign and a gain status of 72% after it is full. The corners of Wang Chengzhu's mouth rose slightly with satisfaction. Today is also full of seven...full
A day of hope.
Glancing down the stairs, the girl in green skirt looked at the door with a smile on her face. Wang Chengzhu clicked on the game menu and chose to exit the game. What he saw was a 0088FF color background, and our game system window popped up again.<
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Wang Chengzhu asked the system: "How can I actively return to my body and wake up in the world of bright swords?"
The system announcement panel refreshed a record: "Start→Power→Restart. You can clear the cache information and make the host body re-record the running time."
The more Wang Chengzhu listened, the more familiar he became. He couldn't help but press his middle finger on the start button. Sure enough, a menu appeared, selected Task Manager, and switched to the performance tab. Astonishingly, he saw that the normal running time showed 5:06:02:33. Wang Chengzhu
Looking at this number, I realized that I have been in Bright Sword World for five days.
Wang Chengzhu did not choose to restart the system, but waited quietly, waiting for the rooster to crow or for his body to wake up on its own. This system time has special meaning to him, and he will reset it when he leaves the hospital.
March 6, 1940, the twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month.
鞞鞞鞥... The crow of the dawn rooster came as promised. Along with this series of high-pitched and exciting early morning movements, half of the small mountain village seemed to be awakened.
Villagers in the mountains do not get up with the dawn rooster to start the day's work when the farming season is not busy. The reason is very simple. Sleeping in bed until sunrise can save one meal. There is one meal at noon and one meal in the middle of the afternoon, about six months apart.
hours. When the sun sets and twilight is approaching, going to bed early is a helpless way to save money in dealing with food shortages.
Soldiers wearing blue-gray military uniforms with "18GA" stitched on their left arms and medical staff in white uniforms have three staple meals at a fixed time and follow a similar regular schedule. Except in wartime, work and rest schedules will be disrupted and they need to fall asleep at any time.
During the war break, most soldiers and militiamen in the base areas maintain a schedule of self-discipline and mutual supervision.
This is a way to train obedience. It is the same as neatly stacking tofu quilts, frequently changing military uniforms until they are whitened, and frequently wiping oiled gun barrels. It organizes the troops into disciplined through daily training.
A warrior who knows how to obey.
Coupled with grassroots military democracy, brainstorming before the war, summarizing experience and lessons after the war, and organizing grievances and friendships in daily squads, it is natural to "use me in the first battle, and you will win if you use me".
The command structure of the 18th Group Army has not only made great achievements in organizational discipline and military command, but also has a strong hand in local economic construction. It has been more than fourteen years since it started before the Mid-Autumn Festival in 1927. It can allow most military personnel to
While they are not hungry, the local non-military personnel are also not hungry. This is a rare kind of wisdom and management ability at this time.
Wang Chengzhu listened to the rustling sounds outside the ward, and guessed that it was probably the medical duty room in Cave No. 1, and had already begun to prepare for morning rounds.
As the sky in the southeast gradually turns from dark blue to a mixture of blue and white, a little white light leaks through the wooden window grille. Different from the cold and weak white light of the waning moon, the morning sun rises into the sky, and the red sun turns into day, leaping from the top of the mountain to the sky
Warm white sunlight shone down from time to time, waking up the soldiers who were sleeping facing south.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed that the patient in the south had woken up. Wang Chengzhu no longer concealed the fact that he had already woken up, pushed aside the military uniform and jacket covering the thin quilt and sat up.
While the hospital gown on his body was still warm from the quilt, Wang Chengzhu quickly put on his outer trousers and coat. He sat on the kang bed and buttoned up his clothes. He raised his outer trousers to his waist. He didn't tie up his belt in a hurry, and walked lightly.
Tidy up the thin quilt.
The thin quilt folded into a tofu block was carefully placed on the west side of the kang bed by Wang Chengzhu. He grabbed a small pillow, fluffed it up, and placed it gently on the tofu block quilt. He knelt down on the bed sheet padded with velvet grass and walked down the bed.
Pull back and straighten the sheets.
Finally, I turned around and sat on the edge of the kang, putting on my cloth shoes. I squatted down and hooked up the heel with my right index finger. I stood up, adjusted my bottoms, and tied the cloth belt around the waist of my outer trousers to make it tight but not tight.
Le's live button.
He walked softly to the wooden trellis, picked up the wooden basin with a diagonal buckle, took out the toothbrush and the white tea jar from the backpack, placed them in the wooden basin, and took off the cloth towel hanging on the wooden trellis, like a veil.
Walk through the open wooden door.
Similar to what he did yesterday afternoon, he opened a gap for him to escape, and then took the wooden door hinge with him when he left the door. Wang Chengzhu carried the wooden basin filled with toiletries and walked towards the direction of the rising sun.
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When we arrived at the small courtyard of the cafeteria, we followed the queue waiting to scoop up hot water, preparing to grab some hot water for washing. There are many benefits of washing with hot water, and the most obvious one here and now is water saving.
There is a quota for the hot water that the kitchen helper can scoop out with a dozen horse ladles. When washing, the soldiers who serve the hot water will mix less clear cold water for comfort. And Wang Chengzhu, who carried it more than ten times yesterday afternoon, knows this deeply.
Clear water in the pool is hard to come by. Out of cherishing the fruits of one’s own and others’ labor, I naturally followed the team to receive the hot water.
After washing, Wang Chengzhu returned to Ward 25 and put the wooden basin that he had carried to dry the water stains back to where he had taken it. The toothbrush was placed in the white tea vat, placed on a wooden grid to drain the water, and a cloth towel was placed on the wooden grid.
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The other four patients in the same ward woke up early and had already gone to wash up. The ones who had just woken up were getting dressed, folding quilts, and doing housework. Wang Chengzhu sat on the edge of the kang, quietly waiting for the doctor to lead the ward round.<
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Silent waiting is the best way to sharpen your will, but this sentence is not completely suitable for Wang Chengzhu who has received the blessing of the system. Others in the Bright Sword World closed their eyes, maybe they were taking a nap to rest their minds, maybe they were praying for blessings, maybe they just closed their eyes
Eyes. Wang Chengzhu closed his eyes and couldn't help but feel grateful when he saw the system desktop in front of him.
Thanks to our game system, it not only provides game entertainment and physical blessing, but also provides learning functions. In the past, we lived in the era of information explosion, and were trapped in the comfort zone of the information cocoon that interests us. Now we live in resources and information
In an era when everything is scarce, even an almanac can be read with gusto.
Now Wang Chengzhu is reading a dialogue novel, a storybook "Children of the Wings of Peace" extracted from the Dungeon and Fighter game.
"Hearing the knock on the door outside the ward, Mayne, who was sitting on the bed reading, raised her head. She reflexively wanted to get out of bed and open the door..." 1
***The author has something to say***
Note 1: The full version of the content of the storybook can be seen in the work "DNF Live Arad" by Qidian, the author of Meteor Yuguangdao.
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