It’s no longer a cold cell and solitude, but someone waiting for his return.
At the time point, Ye Ma brought a constant temperature lunch box containing the beef stewed with him.
The three people opposite looked at them as if they were waiting for them to go home.
This home is a little dim and empty, but enough.
"Teacher, this is a chess record for you," Qingchen spread his palms and handed the USB flash drive to Li Shutong.
Li Shutong took a strange look: "I haven't seen this interface before, can you deal with Xiaoxiao?"
Lin Xiaoxiao responded: "No problem, the key to the storage device is the chip."
"Teacher, can you see what changes have happened when I traveled through time?" Qing Chen asked. He used to rely on himself to find rules, but now with others watching, he might find some other details.
"You said before that after traveling through another world, it was not accurate," said Li Shutong: "In my perception, the moment you traveled through time, there was a change in the force field, and this change was only for a moment, maybe only 0.1 second, or even shorter. It was at this moment that you had disappeared, and when you appeared again, the gold bar in your hand was gone."
"So that's it," Qingchen was thinking, it turned out that he was really wearing it.
But the question is, where did Qingchen, the original world, go? Has it been directly annihilated in the world?
Qingchen asked, "Teacher, the fire in my body..."
"It's not time to explain yet," Li Shutong shook his head: "It's just that it appeared earlier than I expected."
While speaking, Ye Wan walked to Qingchen and lifted the hem of his clothes. When he saw Qingchen's abdominal muscles, he smiled and said, "Lin Xiaoxiao, I won again."
"What bet did you make with me again?" Qingchen said curiously.
"I bet with him that even if no one supervises you, you will increase your training intensity," Ye Wan said: "We are all people who have trained. You can't get your abdominal muscle profile if you have a day off."
Qingchen: "Start training."
"Don't rush to train, come with me now," Li Shutong said to Qingchen.
Qingchen was puzzled: "Where to go?"
Li Shutong turned around and walked towards the exit: "Take you to see the outside world."
"Why do you have to see the outside world?" Qingchen was puzzled.
Shutong Li turned around and asked, "Are you not curious about the outside world?"
Qingchen was stunned for a moment.
Of course he was curious.
From the first day of his return, he saw others mentioning it on the Internet, what a magnificent and magnificent world it was.
Some people say that the city is in the clouds.
Some people say that cities are like real steel forests.
Some people say that the huge holographic projection in the sky is fascinating.
Those people travel through colorful cities.
But he himself traveled to an iron box called prison.
Qingchen is just a 17-year-old boy, so of course he will be curious and envious.
However, Qingchen looked at Li Shutong and replied: "Although I'm curious, I also know that now is not the time to enjoy the scenery."
"You are quite calm," Li Shutong smiled and said, "But a teenager should have the heart of a young man. Before you set out on your way alone, a teacher naturally cannot make you worse than others."
Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "What does it mean."
"I, the students of Li Shutong, have to see the scenery that travelers have seen at other times. Tonight, I will take you to see the best scenery in the city No. 18," Li Shutong spoke in a chic and willful tone.
Ye Wan handed him the cat face mask prepared in the morning: "Wear it, you are not suitable to expose your identity now."
The cat's face on the mask seemed to be laughing, and the red and white patterns were strange and mysterious.
Next to the prison square, the thick alloy gate slowly raised them. The metal storm above them did not move, and the drone in the honeycomb was still sleeping.
Qingchen suddenly looked at Li Shutong's back.
It turns out that the freedom he longed for was close to him.
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midnight.
City No. 18, District 1.
Above the clouds, in the 88th floor of the Eternal Building, the melodious cello sound was flowing slowly, but the seats were all empty.
The restaurant is luxuriously decorated.
The crystal lamp is composed of 36,000 crystals, each of which is worth 200 yuan.
The piano is an antique that appeared at the City 10 Charity Auction Dinner. It was sold for a high price of 3.89 million yuan and then appeared here.
At the entrance of the restaurant, there were a few people arguing with the waiter about something.
The waiter was wearing a white shirt and a glossy black vest, and a neat bow tie on his collar.
The young waiter explained to the customer friendly and politely: "Hello, tonight, from midnight, the Nikko Restaurant has been booked. Given that we have failed to provide you with quality service, the Nikko Restaurant will give you two vouchers for lunch and dinner on non-Saturdays and Sundays."
The one who quarreled with the waiter was a man and a woman. The man was a little older, but the woman was still young.
The man said with a stern face: "I have never heard of Riguang Pavilion accepting other people's reservations. You are not kidding me, right?"
The waiter smiled politely and said, "I'm really sorry, sir, I didn't have it before. I was also surprised when I received the notice today."
At this time, they looked through the glass wall of the Riguang Pavilion restaurant and there was no customer inside.
Rikka is the highest restaurant in the city No. 18, and it can almost overlook the entire city. The powerful people in the 18 cities are flocking to it.
The middle-aged man thought for a while: "Is it Li or Qing who are the ones who are in charge of the venue?"
"No, sir," the waiter told the truth.
The young female companion seemed a little unhappy. When she acted coquettishly, the man was dazzled by the colorful earrings on her earlobes.
The man thought for a while and asked, "That's right. Do I know who is planning a venue? I also know that the person who can book a venue here is definitely a big shot, but if I know each other, I might be able to tell him a love affair."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The waiter went to discuss with the manager, and then came back with a black business card.
There is no contact information on the business card, only five words: Hengshe, Li Dongze.
After seeing this business card, the man took the female companion downstairs without saying a word. When he was in the elevator, the female companion whispered: "Didn't you say hello to someone? Why did you leave without saying a word?"
The man sighed: "I'll find another place for you, and I'll replenish you next time the meal at Riguang Pavilion."
"Didn't you say last month that you knew Li Dongze?" the woman complained.
"That's two different things," the man was a little impatient: "He is not in City 18 at all today, he is a place for others to book."
At this moment, the man really thought of the most critical point.
There is only one person worth Li Dongze to do this, and that person should not appear here the least, and the other party should be in prison No. 18.
Tonight, a new storm will appear, and he doesn't want to be swept into the vortex.
Just as they were taking the sightseeing ladder downstairs, a black warrior floating car was slowly floating and docking on the roof of the Sunkong Pavilion Restaurant.
Li Shutong took Qingchen out of the air car, and the waiter who was waiting here early handed a hot towel to wipe Li Shutong's face.
Qingchen was wearing a mask and waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary.
"Mr. Li, the location is ready for you. The cameras of the entire Yunwu Building have just been closed. Mr. Li Dongze told you that your favorite braised pork has just been prepared. Now is the most suitable time to taste," the waiter said softly.
Li Shutong said to Qingchen: "Maybe one day in the future you will get used to it. In this world, as long as you have money and power, everything will be just right."