A tall and thick-set man blushed and pointed at She Miao's nose and yelled. She Miao couldn't help but close her eyes, feeling her head buzzing from the shock, and a few droplets of saliva splashed onto his face.
This was the most bizarre conflict that She Miao had encountered in the three months she had been working in a hot pot restaurant. The man in front of her seemed to be a customer who had visited a few days ago. This man and his buddy at the time were known as "Iron Chrysanthemums". I heard that
The perverted and spicy food in this store is extraordinary, so I came here to try it out.
There is a saying that eating spicy chrysanthemum crematorium makes you happy for a while. This old man failed the challenge and the chrysanthemum was broken. It is said that he even went to the hospital. After he went back, he probably took a step back and became more and more angry. He was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so he turned around.
Go back to the hotpot restaurant to get an explanation.
Poor She Miao is just a part-time high school student who has just turned 18. Due to the unanimous silent recommendation of her colleagues, she has become a hate MT inexplicably. At this time, Brother Tieju has been slandering him for five minutes.
During this period, he didn't have a chance to interrupt. He estimated that this old man probably surfed the Internet a lot, and he couldn't scold him for five minutes in a row without using the same thing.
She Miao wiped the saliva off her face and said with some embarrassment: "Sir, I'm deeply sorry for your... chrysanthemum, but the chili peppers in our store have passed quality inspection and are in compliance with food safety."
As soon as the words came out, the people watching nearby couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Brother Tieju felt even more embarrassed and couldn't help but get angry: "You really think labor and management are playing tricks on you, right?"
As he said this, he pushed She Miao to the ground, and tried to shake his fists when he got up. The crowd quickly stepped forward and pulled him with a "brother, forget it" attitude to prevent the situation from escalating.
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"Hahahahaha"
On the way home from school, Zhu Chenghao, She Miao's only best friend among her classmates, couldn't help laughing after hearing his description.
"You mean, that guy became a fierce warrior because he ate chili in your store, so he's causing trouble for you?"
"yes."
She Miao rubbed the bruised bruise on her face and bared her teeth.
"Hahaha, I'm sorry. This is really the funniest accident I've ever heard." Zhu Chenghao calmed down, "But man, your luck is really unlucky. Has this broken a new record in personal unlucky history?
Why do you always get beaten?"
"Who knows." She Miao said nonchalantly.
"Have you never been angry?" Zhu Chenghao asked, "For something that obviously has nothing to do with you, someone would scold you and beat you like this. Most people would be angry, right?"
"Angry? Why are you angry?" She Miao was confused.
"Ah? Uh" Zhu Chenghao was a little confused by the question, frowned and thought for a while, ". Just like my fate is up to me, and if someone offends me, I will kill his whole family."
"It's an exaggeration. It's just a small thing. It's in the past. Why bother yourself?"
Zhu Chenghao looked at him with a strange expression and was silent for two seconds: "Well, if you think so, of course that's fine."
He got on the bicycle.
"I have to go back. If I'm late, my old man will be nagging me for a long time, which is quite annoying. I'll see you at school tomorrow."
"Okay." She Miao waved goodbye to him.
He didn't say it out loud, but in his heart he was quite envious that his best friend would still have the old man nagging him when he came home every day.
She Miao was not so lucky. His father went to the casino, and he estimated that his father might have won a lot of money, because that was eight years ago.
His mother had remarried a long time ago and had not been in contact with her much in the past two years. However, she left him a small, dilapidated and old house. At least he did not have to endure the sun and rain on the streets.
This is why he has such a good temper.
First, because compared to something as trivial as being scolded, his bank card balance hovering on the edge of three digits made him feel more stressed.
The second reason is that I have already experienced worse things, so what is happening now seems insignificant in comparison.
After all, even a person's parents don't care about him, what can he expect from other people?
She Miao is just such a person. He has no characteristics, no ability, and even no sense of existence. After graduation, he was quite confident that he should be the little transparent person in the photo that all his classmates pointed at. He couldn't remember for a long time that there was such a transparent person in our class.
.
But in fact, even he occasionally has YY in the second grade, maybe just like all boys at this age. For him, this symptom occurs most often in self-study classes, when he has the best grades in the class and is also the most beautiful.
The squad leader girl was sitting on the podium, doing homework and supervising everyone's studies. The other students were writing hard, but he was the only one in a daze.
He never said this to anyone, not even his only best friend. But in fact, he often imagined that in the middle of the self-study class, the sound of engine spray suddenly sounded outside, and Superman in the classic old movie crossed his arms and waved his red cape.
Flying outside the window, I'm sorry but can I borrow it from classmate She Miao? There are Justice League-level world security issues.
Then he could straighten his clothes handsomely and fly away side by side with Superman in front of the shocked eyes of everyone including the beautiful squad leader.
Of course, he had been waiting for eighteen years and none of this had happened yet. So he guessed that either the hero who came to pick him up was lost, or that he might really live his life in such a dull way.
until today.
"look up."
A message suddenly popped up in front of him, located in the center of the light screen.
She Miao was stunned, and subconsciously followed the instructions of the message and looked up.
He saw that the sky under the twilight seemed to be dyed blood red, the clouds seemed to be ignited, and a shadow wrapped in flames seemed to be accelerating from behind the clouds.
The next moment, the sky was torn apart.
The sky high above cracked, and the sun lost its trace. Fireballs were launched one after another from the huge cracks, as if the entire starry sky was falling.
She Miao was stunned. It was a grand scene that could not be seen even in science fiction movies with the most gorgeous special effects. It was like an invisible oil pen scribbling on the scroll called the world. Every stroke was a
A burning ravine.
The stars fell, the earth cracked, and the scalding storm ignited the trees and vegetation. The jungle of steel and iron began to collapse, and the buildings penetrated by the meteorite fell into pieces, as if it foreshadowed the fate of this world.
In the burning world, She Miao stood alone in the doomsday, looking at everything blankly. Through the cracks in the sky, he seemed to see a pair of eyes. The devil was hiding behind the destroyed starry sky, facing the doomsday.
Masterpiece laughed.
The next meteorite almost fell in front of him.
Like a cannonball from the other side of the starry sky, the impact was accompanied by an explosion of light and heat. She Miao watched in fear as the curtain wall of flames hit her face, vaguely aware that she was about to be evaporated.
The next moment, everything is still.
The destruction stopped, and the falling stars were tethered halfway. The debris and dust in the sky hovered strangely, and even the scorching flames stopped in front of him.
It was as if someone had pressed the stop button on this grand destruction.
Then a shadow floated out through the fire curtain in front of him. The man seemed not to feel the temperature of the flames at all. His feet were floating in the air, condescending, with a red cloak flying behind him.
Like Superman. No, in this scene and picture, perhaps it would be more appropriate to say God.
The moment she looked directly at that figure, She Miao felt her whole body stiffen, even her soul seemed to be frozen, and a very strange feeling welled up in her heart for no reason.
Small.
Just like the shock of a mortal when he looks directly at the indescribable great existence, the physical and mental shock when facing the sacred and magnificent existence. Looking at the shadow, he only feels that there is an endless abyss in front of him, which is full of things that humans cannot touch.
of truth and wisdom.
"The world is at stake."
"Superman" spoke, his voice empty and solemn, as if coming from the distant void.
"We're calling in people with special talents to respond."
She Miao said without hesitation: "I'll join."
"Superman" swallowed back the second half of his words alive.
".You join?"
"Yes, I'll join." She Miao repeated again.
For him, there was nothing to hesitate. The moment this "Superman" appeared, he felt his heartbeat speeding up and his adrenaline had never been so active. It was as if he had been born for this moment in his life.
She Miao is very positive: "What should I do? Who is the enemy? When will we save the world?"
"It's not that time yet, and you don't have that ability now. What you need to do now is to become stronger."
"Superman" said, stretching out his hand. Then She Miao found that there was a small test tube in her hand, with some kind of green liquid lying inside.
"Drink it and you will gain strength." He said, "We will be in touch again."
After saying that, the world was spinning.
The cracked sky, the falling meteorites. Everything suddenly disappeared. She Miao felt like she was thrown into a washing machine running at full speed. When she came out, she was back on the sidewalk.
He half-knelt on the ground, sucking in the air greedily. The cold night wind made him feel slightly awake, and everything just now still seemed like a dream when he recalled it.
But then he saw the tube of potion in his hand.
Obviously, that was not a dream.
He immediately ruled out the possibility that someone was joking with him by implanting a light curtain. Such a realistic picture, even with real temperature and touch, modern virtual reality technology cannot reach this level, nor can the most advanced technology.
What's more important is the feeling of fear that makes one's soul tremble.
Besides, no one who truly masters advanced technology would be so bored as to play such an advanced prank with a poor man with less than three digits in his bank card.
She Miao glanced at the tube of medicine in her hand and fell into deep thought.
He still vaguely remembers that when he was a child, his mother repeatedly warned him not to eat food given by strangers.
After pondering for two seconds, he uncorked the bottle and poured the potion into his mouth.
She Miao has never heard a fucking word in her life.
"He drank it and was quite decisive."
Jiang Bei, who returned to the living room, remotely monitored the situation of his first migrant worker.
He turned and asked Xiao Qi next to him: "Are you sure that the medicine is safe?"
Xiaoqi changed the series to watch at this time. It seemed to be a story about a lot of monsters and monsters fighting for a broken cup, causing blood and gas explosions.
Jiang Beixun thought that if classmate She Miao drank it and the effect was satisfactory, then he would also try it himself.
"Of course." Xiao Qi didn't even look back, "It's just an advanced level of transcendence. If something goes wrong, I'll rub your back for a week."
Before she finished speaking, She Miao drank a tube of medicine, her face turned pale, her whole body twitched, and she fell to the ground.