At the food stall outside the Bell Tower Community, Liu Li, who had returned to his rental house to put down his computer, came out and saw Guan Feihan, who was silently eating and drinking beer.
"Liu Li, why did you come to Star City?"
Liu Li sat down and heard Guan Feihan's question. Before he could answer, Guan Feihan said to himself:
"I am because she is in Star City and I want to be with her."
Liu Li didn't speak. He intuitively thought that now he just needed to listen.
Guan Feihan suddenly leaned over as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, grabbed Liu Li's arm and asked, "Tell me, does she think I am poor?"
"If I had money, a car, and a house, would the outcome be different?"
Liu Li comforted: "If she really loves you, she will definitely not care about this."
"Don't lie to me." Guan Feihan said with a bitter smile: "However, I really want to be lied to by you. I don't think she is that kind of materialistic woman. She told me that she wants to pursue her own life value and pursue her ideals... ...I am too useless to help her."
Guan Feihan's eyes were red, he took a beer, had a drink with Liu Li, and drank it down.
"I tell you from the bottom of my heart, don't laugh at me. When I was a child, I had lofty ideals. My classmates were copying their homework, but I didn't want to copy it. They were playing games in the Internet cafe. I was studying philosophy and reading world famous books. I wanted to do something. My parents asked me about my ideals regarding career, and I said I wanted to be remembered."
"But the older I get, the more I realize that I don't have the capital."
Liu Li also drank. He was inexperienced and confused. He didn't know how to comfort others and could only listen.
Liu Li was silent. He seemed to see his own shadow and his future in the other person.
The two of them were drinking, and Guan Feihan started chatting more and more.
"I even feel that hard work and perseverance are a kind of talent, but I lack this talent. The reality is very heavy, I am not as tough and tenacious as I thought, I am a weak and incompetent person."
"I met her during my lowest period, and she pulled me out of my depression. She is my White Moonlight!"
"Then I was thinking, even if I can't do anything, not this or that, I can at least be an ordinary person and spend my whole life hand in hand with her."
"I haven't done this either."
Finally, Guan Feihan said: "I'm going home."
…
In a rental house.
Liu Li was sitting in his room and heard the sound of packing things next door. Guan Feihan had already booked his ticket for tomorrow and was preparing to leave this sad city.
Recalling Guan Feihan's words when he showed off his girlfriend to him before, Liu Li felt a sense of sadness and a trace of fear like a rabbit dying or a fox dying.
He quickly laughed at himself and thought: "What am I empathizing with here? After all, this person is a serious boyfriend and girlfriend breaking up. I haven't even counted her here. I don't even know her name or her appearance. I only heard her voice." Most likely they just treat me as a good netizen."
Liu Li took out his mobile phone. When he and Guan Feihan were drinking, the mobile phone kept vibrating. Liu Li guessed that Ding Yanhong was calling him, but he didn't answer.
When he opened it, he found no missed calls, and Ding Yanhong only sent him a message that "the first draft has been handed over to the client."
He was shocked because someone sent him a bunch of messages, and the other party obviously kept bombarding him regardless of whether he was reading or replying.
Very sweet snowflake: I’m so angry!
"What is Planner Dog doing? Why are you cutting the submachine gun again? Now it takes two hits to kill a first-level heavy armor, forcing us to play with drones and loitering bombs, right?"
"It's time to take them to the shooting range to test their power!"
"I almost won with just a little damage! If we look at it realistically, my shuttle would have penetrated the armor and killed it instantly! The change in the value is outrageous!"
"I'm afraid his bulletproof steel plates are not made of black iron."
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Seeing the cute expression she sent, Liu Li's depressed mood suddenly subsided a lot.
Liu Li replied to her.
Spring Lightning: "That's right, the new Krypton gold armor is designed to deflect fields and control drones. They can't directly reduce the performance of the old armor, and they are afraid that the performance of the new armor will be too strong and the data will expand, so they can only 'Balanced' by modifying gun data."
"Yeah!" the girl replied, "I'm very unhappy!"
"But I just got angry and killed myself through the ladder! Killing indiscriminately!"
As the two chatted about the game, Liu Li's inner anxiety and panic gradually calmed down, and his depressed mood improved.
The girl asked: "Chunlei, are you coming tonight? Qingyu has written a new script called "Father is Kind and Son is Filial". She said it is very interesting. Whether it is a good person or an evil person, there are many logical tactics and the upper limit is very high."
"There's something else." Liu Li refused.
Normally, he would definitely play games with girls, but that was not possible today. He needed time to think.
Think about the fragments of the unknown Taoist scriptures.
Guan Feihan's interaction with "Sweet Snowflake" made him realize that he was still in the real world and had not traveled to a different world, but in the final analysis... his myopia was cured instantly. This incident was so supernatural that he had even Don't want to think about it.
But he must face this matter.
Whether it is to avoid the possible risks behind this, or to further plan the full text of the Unnamed Taoist Scripture.
Sit in front of your laptop and think in a quiet environment.
"The first point." Liu Li thought: "According to the 'house with thousands of cockroaches' theorem, when you see one cockroach in a house, it means there are many cockroaches in the house. I can receive a book with supernatural effects. The translation of ancient books means that there are many similar ancient books in the world."
"Similarly, if reading ancient books has the effect of practicing cultivation, then there should be many 'practitioners' in the world."
Thinking of this, Liu Li instantly imagined a big drama in his mind. A strong man from a Western mysterious organization sneaked into a hidden Taoist temple and stole the other party's ancient scriptures. But he didn't know how to translate them, so he had to find a translation company...
"Well, that's a bit unreasonable." Liu Li thought: "If you are from a certain organization and have a huge backing force to rely on, you can definitely find a more formal and professional translator. Even if you can't find someone related to Taoism, there are always people from abroad. There must be foreigners who study Chinese! Although they are few, there must be some."
"Besides, if there really are supernatural powers in the world, it's impossible not to find any news about it."
Liu Li casually searched for "Zhen Qi" on a computer search engine.
The first article is encyclopedia, skip it.
Article 2...
"Shencheng Zhenqi Research Institute?"
At this time, Liu Li's head was full of questions. He clicked on the website and found that it was actually official, with even more question marks.
In the past, Liu Li would only have thought that this was a remnant of feudal superstition and was purely a money scam, but now that he has personally witnessed the supernatural power, it becomes hard to say.
There is also information disclosure on the website, including this year's recruitment announcements and announcements of proposed personnel, as well as stance tutorials, exercise courses, and traditional Chinese health-preserving techniques teaching videos...
With a black line on his face, Liu Li saw a lot of videos, such as "Six-Character Ancient Music", "Song Rou Gong", "Daoying Gong", "Ba Duan Jin"...
He practiced for a while. Although the movements were not very standard, his body did feel vaguely warm. It seemed to be really working?
I can’t tell if it’s a psychological effect or a real effect!
While practicing, Liu Li found it quite interesting. He moved his body, which had not been active for a long time, and broke into a fine sweat.
"Don't tell me, after practicing for a long time, my body, which lacks exercise and has an unhealthy diet, feels comfortable and relaxed!"
"According to Taoist theory, these should all be classified into 'boxing' type of training techniques."
After feeling tired, Liu Li did not continue practicing. He was thinking.
"If there is really a large group of practitioners in the world, then there must be a problem with the channel through which the customer can obtain this unnamed Taoist scripture. He would not dare to translate it to someone more 'knowledgeable', and he could not find resources abroad."
"It can be deduced that he is a new cultivator, at least he does not have much ability and power, and the Taoist scripture in his hand is probably illegal...or maybe I am overthinking it."
Liu Li was thinking, is there any way to get the full text of the Unknown Taoist Scripture? Maybe Ding Yanhong has the full text sent by the client, and she divided it into sections and sent it to other translators.
Or should we simply give up on the supernatural power right in front of us and pretend we don’t know anything for the sake of safety?
When he thinks about Guan Feihan, it is difficult for Liu Li to give up. This is a supernatural power visible to the naked eye! It is an opportunity to change his destiny!
It’s just that once the plan for this Taoist scripture is exposed, he may be exposed to a mysterious cultivator with supernatural power. Liu Li knows nothing about him and has no idea what abilities and methods the other party has!
"But fortunately, it's impossible for the customer to know me."
Liu Li knew very well that the order-taking mechanism of his "Sirian Wolf Translation Company" is that sales are first responsible for attracting customers, and after the sales are brought to the project manager, the project manager then "dispatches" orders to their translators online, and finally the translators Send the translation back to the project manager, who will give it to sales, who will then hand it over to the customer.
Only in rare cases will the project manager communicate directly with the client. Liu Li still remembers that the last time this happened, Ding Yanhong complained in the group. The client said that the translation she sent was different from the one produced by the translation software, and she was punished. I was speechless and went to communicate with the customer in person.
No matter what, the client will not contact the translator!
Liu Li couldn't catch the other party, and he couldn't report it. After all, everything was his guess. If he relied on the Unknown Taoist Sutra to cure his eyesight, he would only be regarded as mentally ill.
Similarly, between him and the client who is suspected to be a cultivator, Ding Yanhong and a salesperson are separated, and safety can still be guaranteed. He is hiding it, and the other party is showing it.
Just when Liu Li was about to make up his mind, his phone suddenly vibrated.
The call came in!
It was Ding Yanhong calling.
"Hello, Teacher Liu, I have a special invitation here." Ding Yanhong said.
Liu Li actually had a merciless request and wanted to take away all the original texts, but he couldn't say it out loud.
"Teacher Ding, what's the matter?" Liu Li asked politely.
"The client wants to meet you."
Huh? When Liu Li heard this, his brain felt like it was shutting down.
