On the plane, Mrs. Ye leaned on the window seat and looked at the downloaded message.
I feel a little reassured.
It shouldn't be so suspenseful, right? Li Shishi and Ke Jie can't beat AlphaGo. No matter how mysterious Wu Yazi's Zhenlong chess game is, he can't even make it a draw, right?
As for the physics plug-in, I'm ready anyway, just do your best and let fate dictate.
I hope I have better luck this time and don't go back to the plot point after the Zhenlong chess game.
Otherwise, it would be really difficult for me to get along in this Chinese martial arts world.
With the body of an ordinary person gone, and without the plug-in Wu Yazi, I guess I won't be able to gain enough fame in a few decades, so I can leave that world.
This time when I go back, I'd better memorize the basic knowledge of human body meridians and acupuncture points, as well as the basic terms of traditional Chinese medicine and martial arts. The previous world suffered from uneducated people, except for one class that is more advanced than radio gymnastics and zamabu.
A few basic exercises, but nothing gained.
Moreover, he must be completely prepared. If Xu Zhu gets there first, he must know how to order something else.
For example, the mixing ratio of cement, the preparation of concrete, the formula of gunpowder...
These things that can be easily found in modern times, it is better to write them down. If martial arts is not possible and we cannot use the body to eat, we can go to the liberal arts and use technology to eat.
Maybe you can still get a title like "Seruban" in that world, and maybe one day you can accumulate enough reputation to return to this world.
The plane was about to take off, and the stewardess came one by one to tell the passengers to fasten their seat belts.
Mrs. Ye's soul is now broken, and everything she watches and plays is a bit boring.
Fortunately, I put away my phone, looked out the window, and thought about the next world.
"Hello, can you change places with us? My son wants to see the clouds." At this time, a middle-aged woman wearing a cyan sweater and holding a fat boy said to Mrs. Ye.
Mrs. Ye turned around, glanced at the Chinese mother and son, and nodded.
Although his personality has become dull, being dull does not mean being anti-social, and this requirement can still be met.
Even though Mrs. Ye is so cruel in the world of martial arts, both to herself and to her enemies, this is all under circumstances that threaten her own interests and life safety.
Normally, he thinks that he is quite a kind person.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way! I want to sit here, move quickly!" The little chubby guy couldn't help but urge when he saw that Mrs. Ye was still packing his headphones and things.
Ye Tai glanced at him lightly, put the things in his pocket, and was about to get up.
The little chubby guy came up and pulled his clothes and said, "Why are you waiting so long? Be smart!"
Mrs. Ye, who had already stood up and left her seat, sat back, put on her headphones, her expression remained unchanged, and she faintly uttered one word: "Get out."
"This gentleman, he is just a child. If you don't want to change it, you won't change it..."
"You get out too."
"..."
The little chubby guy saw Mrs. Ye going back on her word and making "rude remarks", so she immediately started a quarrel on the plane.
Mrs. Ye ignored them until the stewardess came up to stop her. The middle-aged woman also felt embarrassed and forcibly pulled the little fat man back to his seat.
The plane cut through the clouds with a sound of piercing the air, and a sea of rolling clouds appeared in front of Ye Tai's eyes.
Mrs. Ye wore headphones throughout the whole process and felt no fluctuation in her heart.
This may be the benefit of a mutilated soul, which allows him to do good deeds without any fluctuations, do evil with peace of mind, save people within reason, and kill people without surprise.
No matter what the power is that allows one to travel through various worlds, at least its purpose has been achieved. That is, a person who loses sensory perception just to find his own soul and moves forward wholeheartedly will definitely become a strong person.
potential.
When they set foot on a familiar land again and breathed the familiar air, all the people who got off the plane couldn't help but feel a kind of heartfelt joy on their faces. This is the emotion that naturally comes out of their hearts when they set foot on their homeland after a long absence.
, indescribable.
Although Mrs. Ye still had no expression, she was still slightly touched.
He imagined for a moment, what if he, with his soul intact, went to the black land of Africa with all his money, and then was forced in another world to become a desperado licking blood on the tip of a knife, and would be in a state of nervous tension for five days.
In this state, I dare not close my eyes.
I'm afraid I'm already singing "I love my country, I love my home, I love Sichuan girls" now.
Carrying a tactical backpack on her shoulders, she walked slowly outside the airport. The faint emotion in Mrs. Ye's heart gradually dissipated.
This is the Shanghai Airport, not too far from her home. Mrs. Ye took a taxi online and returned to her "Tai'a Apartment" about half an hour later.
What a sword-like name.
It's a pity that I didn't bring anything back except an authentic Zama step and the eighth enhanced version of radio gymnastics.
"Ah! Landlord, you're back so soon! It's been less than a month!" A crisp voice came from a simple elm bar with dragon patterns in the main hall.
Yes, it has not been more than a month since Mrs. Ye left.
He spent more than twenty days in a mud room somewhere in Africa, but he only spent one day in the real world after staying in the plane world for so long.
The owner of the crisp voice is a long-term tenant of Mrs. Ye's apartment. Her name is Li Lingling. She is pretty and cute, with short hair, capable and concise. She is also lively and active, but she has a bad habit, that is, being a homebody.
The kind that can go a month without leaving your apartment building.
As for career.
A travel diary author, plus a novel writer, plus a certain fish anchor, plus a certain treasure shop owner, plus Mrs. Ye’s part-time handyman.
Don't ask Mrs. Ye why she can write travel notes and sell them for money without going out. Maybe it's because of metaphysics.
Not to mention, the writing is quite good. I once wrote an article "Lijiang: The distance from Dayan Ancient City to Mufu is the trajectory of my encounter with him." Mrs. Ye was a little excited when she read it and wanted to meet someone by chance.
What a beautiful and peaceful girl with braids.
If she hadn't known that she had never stepped out of this door before, Mrs. Ye might have actually taken a trip as soon as she wanted.
Li Lingling was sitting at the elm bar, facing her laptop, her expression alternately frowning and smiling, not knowing what she was looking at.
But when he heard the familiar footsteps, he stuck out his cute head from behind the computer screen. He was sure that Mrs. Ye was back, and jumped over with a happy face to help Mrs. Ye get her luggage.
"No, I'll take it myself." Ye Tai smiled slightly.
"Hehe hehe... Landlord, look at how hard I work, this month's rent..." Li Lingling said with her hands behind her back, a look of mischievousness and hope on her face.
"Sister, do you think I haven't seen the turnover of your Taobao store? I really don't know why you can get so many scammers by reselling second-hand stones. The rent will be paid and water and electricity will be waived for you as usual."
In addition to being a homebody, Li Lingling also has another shortcoming: picking.
The special kind.
Obviously you can make money with so many jobs, but every time you buy a canned drink that costs two or three yuan, you have to search for wholesale goods.
"Landlord, don't I have to save my dowry!" Li Lingling hummed. She was only less than 1.6 meters tall, and she looked like a little daughter next to Mrs. Ye, who was 1.8 meters tall.
"You still have a dowry deposit. If you don't leave the door twice, I think you can live with me for the rest of your life... Okay, go up. There is a phone below, so you don't have to keep an eye on it." Mrs. Ye dragged her luggage.
Walking towards the door, he said to Li Lingling.
"It's not impossible to live here for a lifetime, but you can't covet my betrothal gift, and you're not allowed to collect the utility bills I owed before, hehehe."
Li Lingling smiled and made a joke, then suddenly asked: "By the way, landlord, didn't you go to South Africa to invest? How was it?"
"What a loss." Mrs. Ye glanced at her and said.
"Ah? How much did you lose?" Li Lingling said with a look of regret.
"Only two million."
"ah?!"
"Then landlord, I'd better reimburse you for this month's and previous water and electricity bills..."