The teleportation nodes connected to the dream world were arranged by Mo Chen in places such as doors, windows, mirrors, and even out of his sudden thoughts of some evil things, some places can only be entered in very strange ways.

For example, if you open the drawer of the desk and jump in, or open the door of the wardrobe to enter, unless you have watched Doraemon or Narnia Legend: The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe, who would have thought of this way?

No, or it should be said that I have never seen it, and I have seen it even more unexpected.

In fact, this is a relatively normal magical way of unfolding. At least Mo Chen is not so flirting that he considers the toilet... Of course, he is mainly worried that if he does this, he will lead to the murder of the bell.

China.

A house in a certain city has welcomed its former owner for a long time. However, its owner came out directly from the basement, rather than returning from outside normally.

"Ahem, there's so much dust, but then again, I haven't been back for a while..."

After opening the door, Mo Chen frowned, looked at the dusty scene in front of him, and then looked up slightly toward his head and found that there were also hanging spider webs on the top of the corridor.

He turned around and looked at the upward stairs. There was no change in the darkness, and there was no sign of the hidden portal being opened from outside.

"That's right...even if they hire nanny or cleaners to clean regularly, they will only clean the houses above, and they can't find it here."

Sighing, Mo Chen shrugged not too much.

He came back here now and walked through the door. As soon as he opened the door, he appeared in the basement. However, he did not walk down from above and pushed open the door of the basement, but only appeared in the basement after he opened the door.

The staircase behind him had never walked before, and the hidden portal in the basement from the house above had not been opened.

——This is a strange phenomenon caused by teleportation. I originally wanted to arrange it outside the door, but after considering it, it was denied.

Because teleportation is a matter of a moment, when the door is pushed open, people will appear. If someone sees it, it is somewhat of a problem. Therefore, it is better to put the node inside and teleport it casually, and outsiders will not know how it is.

After a little check, Mo Chen found that the hidden and insurance methods he left were still in effect. Whether it was magical items or those deadly whale oil technology devices, the visible power grid created by the Wall of Light was still intertwined, blocking the space inside the basement.

If you get closer, you can still hear a vague sound from inside, which is the normal operation of the arc tower and its working performance.

Even if someone successfully breaks the outer wall of light and passes through the power grid, unless he teleports and immediately crosses a distance to destroy the arc tower inside, he will still be bombarded to ashes.

——It can be said to be very insidious.

However, Mo Chen didn't think there was any problem. The guys who needed to be cracked before they could enter would definitely be uninvited guests who came uninvited. There was no problem with greeting like this.

After cleaning up a little, I sorted out a place to rest, and checked the operation of the two winding machines arranged in the basement, as well as the shelf life of the skulls of those undead dogs.

These things are naturally not worth mentioning to him now, but at this moment, he still feels subtle when looking at the methods he has used with a complex look.

He raised his hand and touched his hair. Mo Chen said to himself: "Fortunately, I have become stronger, but I haven't become bald..."

Next, he wandered around the basement, remembered his previous life, and added some power to the whale oil devices.

After all, no matter how efficient the energy is, it is good. Until now, there is not much left in a jar of whale oil... If Mo Chen has not come back for a while, then they will definitely shut down automatically.

However, this thing is not such a precious thing anymore. Industrialization in the world of shame is in full swing. Only the capitals of the empire such as Danwo, Kanaka, and the capitals of the Principality completed the industrialization process.

Now this process is spreading and spreading to various continents.

This process requires a lot of whale oil, and the whaling industry has also developed wildly. The whale oil that used to be a controlled material is still controlled material, but the output is abundant.

The oceans of that world are too broad and the resources are too rich. They are far from the impact of the archipelago empire that has just started. To be short of resources and the transition to fishing must be at least one more three or four hundred years later.

Mo Chen spent time placing a large amount of whale oil. There were thousands of tons in the Lost City alone, and there were more than a dozen cans of spare cans in the inventory, so this was not a problem.

"Today... let's take a day off first, and I'll go sell gold fingers tomorrow to see if I can successfully create a few protagonists."

Showing one cannot eliminate the pain caused by the burning of flames. After all, the gains and increase increases brought by the initial fire are also shared with the body, so naturally there is some price to pay.

Mo Chen is now back to this former residence, not to remember the past and feel the future, but to use those useless memories to see if the idea of ​​becoming a gold finger wholesaler is feasible.

Milan is not suitable. Now I don’t know how many agents are turning around there, and how many pairs of eyes are staring there.

So Mo Chen didn't plan to put the stage in Milan. He could take advantage of this period of time when the energy of the official power was attracted. When all the energy in Milan was placed, he would fight back.

It’s not that he changed the place after shooting, but that he is still having a sudden idea and has a way of thinking. It is not a mature idea or a perfect plan. Therefore, it takes time for subsequent observation and correction.

It is too inconvenient to be in Milan. The selected person may have just awakened his golden finger and show his abilities a little. I am afraid that in ten minutes, the information of the 18th generation of ancestors will be placed on the desks of senior leaders of various governments.

Therefore, it does not meet Mo Chen's requirements.

He lit up the lamp of the work table in the basement, sat down, and after a few seconds, he stretched out his slightly trembling hand with a calm expression and pulled out a blank hard-crusty notebook from the side.

"First of all, we need to make some changes... It is better to proceed step by step. Don't jump to the pace of returning powerful people in another world at once, and you must also consider the issues of local background and acceptance..."

"Warrior? Alchemist? I remember this is the mainstream of China's mysterious side, but Alchemist... doesn't feel that he is handsome enough. Should he change it to a cultivator or a sword immortal?"

"Well, memory needs to be modified. The background of that world cannot be applied directly, but those experiences may not be harmonious. This aspect is also required. It seems that the first experiment is inevitable..."

Taking out a complete memory of the soul of a soldier who struggled to fight, including all his life experiences, experiences and skills, combat experiences, etc. Mo Chen reviewed it while writing down key points in his notebook.

The soul of this hard-working warrior has basically been burned, and his consciousness no longer exists, but the record is still completely preserved as the burning residue in the first fire.

But this cannot be applied directly. Mo Chen does not intend to disclose the specific situation in other worlds for the time being.

So although this memory can be used, it must be completely modified, just like an article, replacing various keywords such as time, place, and characters.

Even the events that occur need to be corrected to completely change their appearance and become another appearance. That is the material that can be used.

However, the effect must be excellent. Although there are so many times more preparations and it is also very difficult, Mo Chen can add something special to cover the memories that cannot be correct due to the modification.

"Let me see who is so lucky... Well, since there is a choice, then I'd better find some guys who have such desires, and the wishes will take the bait..."

As for those who are satisfied with reality and do not desire any change, there is no need to forcefully change their lives.

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...

At noon.

The sun emits a soft light, making people feel slightly warm, but at this time, even if it does not rain, it will still make people tremble when the cold wind blows.

Yan Wenyao walked out of a small noodle shop with a frown, and half a day passed, but he still had no idea.

I don’t know how long it took, just like when I just graduated from college, I was afraid of the future and felt uneasy because I couldn’t see where the way out... He actually tasted this feeling again after a long time.

But now they are in their thirties and close to forty years old, how can they compare?

He is twenty-year-old, and he is at thirty, and he is not confused at forty... He is a man who has started a family and a career, has a wife and a daughter, and is nearly forty-nine. He is no longer the college student he used to be, and he has no capital to stop and stop!

"I have to find another job, otherwise Yixue will not be able to pay the tuition fee for next semester... But damn Fatty Wang! She has the face to ban me!"

When the man thinks of this, he feels gritting his teeth.

Just a week ago, he barely managed to get out of the management class, but because of a bloody thing, he broke through the good things of the department manager who was promoted through nepotism, and everything changed.

However, if he did it again, he would still make such a choice. He could not watch the girl who looked a little like his daughter, forcibly abused by that fat and big ears.

Besides, what happened later made him feel a little warm. Although Fatty Wang turned black and white, the girl also resigned angrily with him and did not really surrender to reality.

Just now, she called to care carefully... This is also an important reason why Yan Wenyao felt that he would not regret it.

But it is one thing to not regret, and reality is one thing.

Although he no longer has the pressure of mortgage loans, he still has to support his family and wife to support his daughter to study. Moreover, the mortgage loan was paid off just half a year ago... Now he suddenly lost his job, which is really a fatal blow.

This week, he went out every day and stayed here, not daring to tell his wife the truth, but it was impossible to hide it forever.

He got into the car, closed the door, and was stunned for a while, and he slowly drove away from the street.

This can't continue, but he doesn't know what else he can do. This industry has been banned, and it's not easy if he changes jobs?

Perhaps because of his upset, the accumulation of pressure over the past week made him increasingly anxious and more anxious. Yan Wenyao found that it was too late to drive and get distracted.

In a panic, he even turned the steering wheel and stepped on the wrong accelerator. The whole car suddenly hit the guardrail on the side of the road and rushed into the river...
Chapter completed!