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It's a cloudy morning.
A damp, cold day.
What do people experience on such a weekday morning?
First, they will open their eyelids that have been closed for three or four hours to the music of the alarm on their mobile phone.
Then, they glance at the clock on their phone screen, turn off the alarm, and close their eyes again.
After about five minutes, their rationality will drive them to endure the urge to die and open their eyes again.
Then, they will spend about thirty seconds having an ideological struggle, and the result of the struggle is often... They successfully give up their strong desire to take leave or resign, and grit their teeth and crawl out of bed.
Depending on gender, age and personality, within the next five to fifty minutes they will pack themselves up and walk out the door.
More than half of them skip breakfast, not for any other reason... just because omitting this process can squeeze out a little more sleep time for them.
When the sun almost fully rises, they will squeeze into a subway or bus that squeezes people out of their juices, and spend a long, unpaid commute.
This... is the morning for most young people and even middle-aged people in big cities.
Their faces were filled with confusion, exhaustion, and numbness.
They feel lonely inside but have no way to talk to them.
Day after day, they bow to reality, compromise, and endure...
But... they can't see any hope or way out after all.
Fortunately, I am not one of them.
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Feng Bujue sat on a bench in the park, typed out the above paragraph of text on his mobile phone, and sat there looking at it carefully and savoring it.
"Hehehe... I'm in a good mood." Suddenly, a burst of obscene laughter came from behind him, "Are you planning to write it in a book?"
"What's wrong with me...is that I can't keep my mind busy." Feng Bujue knew that it was Woody talking to him without turning around, so he responded without looking back, "That's why I'm the most tired of waiting for people.
"As he spoke, he saved the text he just typed, then locked the phone screen and put it back in his jacket pocket.
"Hehe... I'm sorry." Woody said and sat next to Brother Jue. "Something happened on the way here, so I was delayed for a while."
"Can teleportation be delayed?" Feng Bujue's first words as soon as the other party sat down were to argue, "Oh... I should say, does 'teleportation' still have a so-called 'on the road'?"
"I don't use teleportation everywhere," Woody replied. "Many times, I still have to use transportation or walk."
"So you can just tell me there's a traffic jam," Feng Bujue said.
"Hehe..." Woody changed the subject under the cover of a burst of laughter, "You have brought the 'thing'."
"You've seen it, haven't you?" Feng Bujue said, picking up an express package that was in his hand and stuffing it into Woody's arms.
"Is this how you package something worth at least several million dollars?" Woody asked as he took the package.
"This was not packaged by me," Feng Bujue said, "it was packaged by courier."
"Oh..." Woody continued, "The other party is quite forgiving. He actually chooses to deliver this kind of thing to you by express delivery?"
"Although I didn't package the items, I proposed the delivery by express delivery." Feng Bujue continued, "If I hadn't made this suggestion...then yesterday afternoon, my neighbors would have been lucky.
I saw a bulletproof extended version of Lincoln driving into the community and parking downstairs. Then, several strong men in black suits emerged from the car, and they also brought a box that looked like they contained valuables.
, and finally...the box was delivered to my door in a mighty manner."
"Hehehe..." Woody laughed when he heard this, "Sounds like a very interesting scene."
"Yeah." Feng Bujue replied in an ironic tone, "It will be very interesting when the film police come to talk to me." He paused. "When I bought the game cabin in the first half of the year, it was because of the delivery.
The product was not marked on the box, so the police station immediately got wind of it and thought I might have smuggled a batch of arms or something. They specially hired someone to investigate."
"Hehehe... That only shows that the image you cultivate in daily life is too evil." Woody said with a smile.
"Compared to you, I am nothing compared to you." Feng Bujue retorted, and took advantage of the situation to change the subject, "Okay, no matter what, I have got what you want, so it's time to fulfill your promise, right?"
"Well..." At this second, Woody lowered his head and looked at the express box. He could sense the power contained in the thing inside, so he was not worried that Brother Jue would give him a stone or something, "Okay.
..." He paused for a second and then said, "But... you really don't want to break Li Ruoyu's seal?"
"It's not that she doesn't want to, it's just that she has left the decision-making and action rights to herself." Feng Bujue said.
"Hehe... you also beat around the bush sometimes." Woody smiled, "I thought you would be a more direct man when it comes to emotional matters."
"What you mean by 'directly'..." Feng Bujue raised his eyes and squinted at Woody as he read tentatively.
"Hey hey hey...you can figure it out for yourself." Woody is a very smart character. In order to keep the scale of the book within a "harmonious" range, he cleverly used a nonsense sentence to fool him.
"In short...since you have shelved the sealing matter for the time being, there is only one promise I want to fulfill." Woody continued.
"Ah..." Feng Bujue responded casually, and then said, "You'd better make the matter more specific... After all, I have gone through so much trouble. If the information I got was just, 'You are a talent'
I don't accept content like this, "It's just a special talent."
"Hehehehe..." Woody pushed up the glasses that were always glowing with white light on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will tell you everything..."
He didn't say the words "everything can be said" because there were some things that he really didn't "don't want to say" but "couldn't say".
Feng Bujue was also a smart man. He could understand the meaning, so he didn't say much about it.
"So..." After two seconds, Woody began to explain, "I'll start with this 'Atari Crown'."
"Is the 'truth of my ability' related to this thing?" Feng Bujue asked immediately.
"Hehe... what I want to tell you is not just your ability, what I want to tell you is..." Woody said mysteriously, "...everything."
"Oh...all of them..." Feng Bujue looked at the other party with suspicious eyes and asked, "For example?"
"Hehehe...for example..." Woody continued, "What exactly is 'Thrillerland'?"
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