Chapter 524 Isn't It Transcending (For Xu Feng 5/10)
So what! Although the system has always been a big trap, it still has some basic bottom lines.
For example: No matter how difficult the task is, it is impossible to complete it, which leaves some hope.
There is also a relatively safe and hidden space after the start of the game, which allows the commanders of each team to find and summon team members.
Then, of course, I will lead the team up and down so that we can start the follow-up work.
A situation where the commander is beaten to a pulp or even killed directly after the start, leaving the rest of the team to die unjustly without being able to perform, is definitely not going to happen.
At least so far, Hu Biao has never seen or heard of such nonsense.
Therefore, when Hu Biao quickly ran into the warehouse full of various supplies, miraculously he did not find anyone else inside.
Therefore, after he quickly closed the door, he shouted loudly into the air:
"System, start summoning personnel immediately, with priority being given to the official members of the Central Continent Team, and the rest of the insufficient personnel will be supplemented by netizens."
When Hu Biao shouted this sentence, it was natural in his mind. He thought that because there were three people in the team last time, including the Sinner with a Dead Face, they had already been converted into peripheral personnel.
In addition, he once again spent a huge sum of 30,000 system points to activate a purple scroll that could increase the number of team members by 5.
In this way, 8 netizens can be added at once under the system call this time.
The problem is that in the modern dimension, there is such a speechless saying:
Who knows! I'm sitting on the other end of the cable chatting with you, or maybe it's a creature playing black in the queue together, it's a person, or it's a dog.
Anyway, for such a call, the quality of the personnel is too uncertain.
Therefore, when Hu Biao shouted for the system to start summoning, he could only say this silently:
"System! Please be a good person and stop being such a jerk. We don't ask you to summon the characters right away. They are all urban soldier kings and mercenary masters. We only need tens of millions, tens of millions."
Don't come with a sophisticated and self-interested idiot.
Otherwise, I might be tempted to shoot him to death."
‘What a damn system!’ This was the most real thought in Hu Biao’s mind a second later.
Because these contents that Hu Biao was thinking silently in his heart were still detected by such a thing.
Finally, with a cold mechanical voice, he said in a mean voice: "Dear Commander Hu Biao, it's okay~"
To be honest! Under such an abrupt sentence from the system, Hu Biao almost spit out his blood.
I became more and more certain that behind the cold, mechanical sound of the system, there was a person, or an advanced human-like being, or a super-intelligent program.
Unfortunately, after realizing the above, Hu Biao didn't know what to say in the following time.
He could only look like a sand sculpture as he watched 40 familiar and unfamiliar figures appear in front of him after a flash of white light summoned by the system.
According to the system's usual practice, these people were clearly divided into two large groups.
Among them, a large number of 32 people were all those from the Central Continent Team that Hu Biao was very familiar with. Regarding the appearance of these goods, Hu Biao even had the urge to take a fancy to them, but he was in arrears.
Instead, he immediately looked at the rookies who only had 8 people gathered together.
After looking at it like this, he had already seen it many times before, even if it was a call from a netizen similar to opening a blind box.
If you ask yourself, in this aspect, you can be considered a well-informed person.
However, the moment I saw this batch of rookies clearly, I saw the age difference between the old and the young, and there was even a buddy among them, who seemed to be unable to even stand.
Hu Biao was still more or less shocked by such an unexpected sight.
And for such a wonderful appearance in this summons, I don't know whether the unlucky ones can be described as lucky or unlucky as to why they appeared here.
The timeline needs to be adjusted back a little bit respectively.
Then, you can see such wonderful scenes unfolding one after another...
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Location: Zhengcheng, Henan Province, in a residential building in a community.
Now a senior single in his 30s, even at this age, Yang Tian has never had a serious relationship. Yang Tian can be described as a pure man.
With his face flushed and his ears red, he turned his head to one side.
At the same time, he crossed his hands on his chest and breathed heavily through his nose; in short, he looked like he was depressed and had to hold it back forcibly after being angry.
Compared with ordinary people, Yang Tian, a pure man who will become a greasy middle-aged man in a few years, has a slightly unique personal experience.
Specifically: Although he graduated with a bachelor's degree, he took a break from school for a while and joined the army for a while as early as his freshman year.
At that time, he was serving in an armed Afghan army in the southwest. Many people knew about the complex environment in the southwest; so in those few years, Yang Tian participated in many just armed operations.
Some of these experiences, when Yang Tian himself recalls them now, he feels proud with excitement.
After retiring, he went back to school to finish college; and after graduation, he engaged in a career that is difficult for ordinary people to understand:
In one of the three provincial hospitals in Zhengcheng, one of the male nurses in the operating room was often too busy, but his salary was not high.
It is precisely because of the above reasons that Yang Tian, who has been carrying a mortgage for several years now, really doesn't even have time to have a serious girlfriend, and feels a little out of touch with this society.
As for the reason why he is so angry now, it has something to do with the above.
Knowing that he would have a rest this weekend, his father Yang Cheng deliberately came over from his hometown in Bianliang.
The arrival of Yang Cheng, who was originally carrying large and small bags filled with local specialties from his hometown, made Yang Tian, who had not been back to his hometown for a long time, feel quite good.
Even at around 10 o'clock, he prepared two more side dishes.
I planned to have a drink with my dad as a late night snack.
While drinking some wine, the father and son talked about the quarrels that happened in their hometown. Although they were trivial things, they made Yang Tian feel a sense of warmth.
As for why? It has become like this again.
By the way! In the current environment in China, do we still need to ask more questions? Of course, it was my father Yang Cheng who talked about how he was still single at the age of 30.
Who is in the village, who is at home, and even how old are the children of my biological brother? Your kid doesn’t even have a girlfriend.
As he talked, Yang Cheng, now in his 60s and still the director of his hometown village, got excited and slapped his calloused palms on the table.
After he opened his mouth, he started to curse with hatred:
"Don't tell me that I have been busy joining the army, studying, and working all these years, and I have no time to talk about my girlfriend.
Who are you fooling? Your grandfather was a soldier back then. I was an artillery company commander in Laoshan back then, and I used 60 and 160 mortars to defeat those monkeys. I know more about things in the army than you do.
Why did I get married in my 20s and then let your mother give birth to your brothers?
Boy, let me tell you, you just can’t move your head, and you can’t save face, or open your mouth. What a joke? You don’t usually come into contact with girls. Those nurse girls are not girls?
Let me tell you, if I were in your age and position, the eldest child would be in elementary school by now."
After hearing the above content, the male nurse felt very aggrieved.
The problem is that no matter what, he is his father, and he is an old man with a rough temper and a high voice because he has served as a village official for many years.
It's not easy for me to quarrel with him. Even if I really want to quarrel, the three of him combined are no match for me.
In the end, he could only mutter in his huge depression: "Dad, those things of yours are all old almanacs. You don't understand the things of modern young people."
"Fart." Yang Cheng immediately cursed.
Later, he said: "I don't understand anything. Aren't your young people always talking about time travel now? My account is high V at a certain point. I often read novels. What can I not understand?"
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Let me tell you, there is no chance to time travel. Otherwise, based on my many years of grassroots work experience, farming and other things are not much better than those frizzy young people who travel to the past.
When I was doing mass work, many of them were no longer even tadpoles."
Under this statement, Yang Tian immediately started to complain.
Then he found that there was no need for it, because of a strange emotion, a cold mechanical voice sounded in the room: "Please don't worry about the problem of time travel. Mr. Yang Cheng, you have such a chance; so, please be sure to prove it to him and
Let's take a look.
Please be prepared, your father and son's journey through time will begin soon."
As a result, Yang Tian's complaints finally turned into this sentence: "Holy shit! Did this mean that father and son formed a team to time travel?"