"Gululu..." Zhuang Quan could only feel that he had been soaked by water, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
Not bad, his life was saved in the first place, so it’s not a loss after saving two people...
I don't know how long it took, but Zhuang Quan struggled to open his eyes. He found that there was a very sharp pain in his body, right at the back of his neck.
It is obvious that the top of the head is not the cabin of the battleship, but a wooden roof.
Zhuang Quan struggled and was about to get up from the bed, but a voice from the bedside stopped him.
"Hey, if I were you, I wouldn't try to get out of bed!" This sentence was said in English. Fortunately, Zhuang Quan's English was good and he could understand it.
Zhuang Quan lay on the bed a little weakly. Indeed, he didn't even have the strength to get up, he could only struggle.
"I found you by the river, and there was one of your bags. It was so dangerous, you were almost out of breath. Fortunately, I have learned a little bit of first aid knowledge..."
The person who spoke walked from the head of the bed to the end of the bed and sat in front of Zhuang Quan, "I originally wanted to call an ambulance or 911, but I'm sorry, I didn't find your driver's license or passport, I only found one
Green card!”
"I have no money and can't afford the hotel fee, so I can only move you to my house first!"
He is a big boy, and he looks a little green, "Oh, I haven't told my uncle and aunt about this yet. I don't know if they will allow you to live at home..."
He seems to be a chatterbox, but it can be seen that he has a good heart, otherwise he would not save a stranger.
"Thank you for saving me!" Zhuang Quan said, "Can you help me contact the underground city rescue team? Or give me the phone number of the United Earth Government!"
He estimated that he must have drifted near an underground city in some country and was rescued. He had to report that he was safe first, otherwise the underground city might take away his residence quota.
"Dungeon? Coalition government? Oh brother, are you playing some role-playing game? Or are you actually not from Earth, but from another planet? Maybe you can submit an article to the Daily Bugle, and they might be able to
I’m willing to listen to your story!” He said, “As for me, I think I need to charge you $100 because today I was going to work part-time at the McDonald’s down the street.”
"Dollars? Daily Bugle? McDonald's?" Zhuang Quan was a little shocked when he heard these strange and familiar words.
In the world of Wandering Earth, most capital enterprises have actually been banned since the Brake Era. In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the Wandering Earth plan, these things are all very old words.
However, after all, he is a time traveler who has only traveled to the world of Wandering Earth for two years, and he still has memories of the past world, so he has... traveled through time again?
Zhuang Quan felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart. It was certainly good to save his life.
But in an environment like the Wandering Earth, sadness and despair are easily contagious, so he wasn't very happy either.
The dead cannot be resurrected, and the plan that has been started cannot be ended. Even if he lives a better life in this world, what impact will it have on the world wandering the earth?
But life must go on. He reluctantly raised his head and said, "I'm sorry, sir, can you tell me where this is and what time it is now?"
"Oh, it looks like you were washed away by the current for a long time!" said the big boy, "It's 2002, and this is New York!"
"Thank you!" Zhuang Quan thanked him again and climbed out of bed reluctantly, "My name is Zhuang Quan and I am a Chinese. Can I know your name?"
"Peter, Peter Parker," he picked up a pizza from the table and handed it over, "if you can get up, eat something first!"
"Peter Parker?" Zhuang Quan's eyes, which were still a little blurry, suddenly solidified, and he stared blankly at the big boy in front of him. This name is not a favorite!
The boy didn't see his gaze. After realizing that Zhuang Quan didn't take the pizza, he stuffed the pizza into his mouth, "Hey man, have you figured out what you should do now?"
"I don't know, you picked up my green card? Let me see it!" Zhuang Quan said, recalling his time-travel memories before his death. Does this time-travel come with an ID card?
"Ah, by the way, your green card and your bag!" Only then did Peter realize. With great difficulty, his thin body held a bundle and placed it on Zhuang Quan's bedside.
"This bag is really heavy. I don't know why you fell into the water and still floated with it!" He is indeed a chatty person, looking for something to say anytime and anywhere. This is even more similar to the impression in Zhuang Quan's memory.
Close.
Zhuang Quan didn't say anything. He got his green card, which had his name, gender, date of birth, nationality and expiration date written on it.
It seems that his identity in this world is that of an immigrant from China to the United States. His identity seems normal and there is no problem.
As for the backpack... Zhuang Quan took the backpack with some difficulty. Did the time-travel panel prepare something for him?
He thought with some surprise, and then opened the backpack, and the golden light suddenly stunned the two people present!
"Oh, my God, man, did you just rob the Federal Reserve?" Peter said in shock.
"No, no, no!" Zhuang Quan immediately objected. Of course, he couldn't admit this, otherwise the other party would probably call the police.
He also recalled that this was his backpack. It clearly belonged to the middle-aged man who wanted money at the expense of his life. Since it was gold in the Chinese realm, it should have a name!
He quickly looked through it and soon found a line of words on the gold bars, "XX Bank Investment Gold Bars".
Zhuang Quan's mind has gradually recovered. If he really can only survive in this world in the future, these golds should allow him to live well, right?
He pointed it out to Peter, "You know, I am a Chinese and I like to save money, so it is very reasonable to buy some investment gold bars to increase their value, isn't it?"
"Indeed, you are Chinese, and Chinese people just like to save money!" The stereotype from the times made Peter quickly figure it out, but his mind was also very active!
"I know that you must have been targeted by gangsters, so you fell into the water! You have such a big heart for such a large sum of gold!"
Zhuang Quan smiled bitterly and shook his head, not denying this sentence. In this strange world, he had not yet decided how to face the future.
"You'd better put it away quickly. It's not very safe here. If others see it..." Peter Parker said, kind-hearted like the superhero with the same name as him.
Wait! Zhuang Quan suddenly thought of Peter's joke about asking him to submit articles to the Daily Bugle, and then looked at this shy but kind-hearted boy...
"This... is Marvel!" He suddenly felt like he had just emerged from a tiger's mouth and entered a wolf's den again, "It's not bad at all!"
