Chapter 0002 Traditional Chinese characters, or vertical version?

Originally, Gao Xian thought that it would not be easy for him to get out of the barren mountains, but the cluster of wooden houses not far away from the hillside showed that his isolated travel companion had returned to human society.

After a flash of surprise, Gao Xian took out his telescope and took a closer look. He soon frowned - his field of vision was full of chaotic wooden houses, and occasionally he walked past old people and children in simple clothes, making the area...

Under the sunlight, it looks even more dilapidated. Is this a slum?

No matter what, it was a good thing to be able to get out of the barren mountains. Gao Xian had no need to hold back. He packed up, especially preparing a few items for self-defense, and then went down the mountain.

As he got closer and closer, Gao Xian became more and more puzzled - the style of painting was not quite right. It was not uncommon for this slum to be backward, but details such as the old-fashioned clothes of the old people and children he met by chance, as well as the mixed conversation in Cantonese and Mandarin, etc., were obviously different.

It conveys a sense of being out of touch with the times, as if traveling to a world of another era.

When the word "travel" popped up in his mind, Gao Xian stopped suddenly and murmured: "We have encountered strange fogs like the 'Emerald Dream', so 'traveling through time and space' is not unusual.

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I don’t know if Gao Xian, who was dressed “avant-garde”, had an unauthentic accent, or if he was so hungry that his eyes turned green and frightened people. In short, he was not welcomed. After he said hello, the responses he received were all indifferent, and even more so.

Forget about stuttering.

"It seems a bit xenophobic. I won't be tragically isolated here..." Gao Xian couldn't help but "touch" the mysterious space, recalling what valuable things he could bring out so that he could exchange for some food here.

of, "Compass? Telescope? Flashlight? Saber?"

"Big plane...big plane...wait for me, stop..." A shout woke up Gao Xian, who was deep in thought. He looked around and saw a naive and silly boy chasing after him in a hurry.

A paper airplane flies towards a small bubble on a dirt road.

Gao Xian quickly stepped forward to help and reached out to pick it up, but he missed it just a short distance away. The paper airplane was stuck crookedly in the smelly blisters.

Seeing the other party pick up the paper airplane with a sad face, Gao Xian, who was secretly amused, comforted him in broken Cantonese: "Don't be sad, just make another one, it's easy."

Not sure whether he understood or not, the young man did not answer the question, but looked at Gao Xian curiously and said with envy: "Your clothes are so beautiful."

Glancing at the old-looking wool sweater on the other party's body, Gao Xian smiled and said, "Your clothes are also very beautiful."

The young man was so praised that he turned from sadness to joy. He took out a piece of fruit candy from his trouser pocket and handed it over. He smiled naively and said: "Please eat candy."

Glancing at the roughly wrapped candy, Gao Xian swallowed involuntarily and struggled a little mentally. In the end, he was unable to resist the drive of hunger. He mockingly said to himself, "Brother is really pitiful now."

Then he took it over.

This unknown fruit candy is not of high quality at first glance, but the sweetness that permeates it clearly offsets the feeling of physical weakness caused by being overly hungry.

Seeing Gao Xian eating his candy, the young man was extremely happy, and he took the initiative and said, "My name is Lu Renbao, what's your name?"

"My name is Gao Xian." Sensing the other party's sincerity and enthusiasm, Gao Xian laughed dumbly and said, "I'll call you Dabao. Come on, Dabao, let me see your plane. Can it still be repaired?"

"Can you repair airplanes?" Lu Renbao excitedly handed over the soaked paper airplane.

"Try it. It turns out you were using a newspaper or the front page..." Gao Xian didn't say a few words when he suddenly felt as if his throat was stuck, because some words could still be seen clearly on the newspaper.

"Sing Tao Daily", "July 21, 1958", "Apollo 11 landed on the moon", "American astronaut Yan Shitang was the first person to set foot on the moon", "Personal One small step, one giant leap for mankind”…

"Traditional Chinese characters, or vertical version?" Gao Xian, who could barely understand the content without guessing, suddenly felt his scalp tingling, "I'm going, what kind of trick is this to return to the Republic of China for fifty-eight years? The Republic of China lasted for forty-eight years You haven’t even lived through this year! Is this news content the first successful landing of humans on the moon?”

Turning his eyes to Lu Renbao, Gao Xian asked eagerly: "Dabao, what year, month and day is today?"

"Today..." Lu Renbao scratched his head, looked at the sky, and thought hard.

Gao Xian said helplessly: "Dabao, this plane can't be repaired. Do you still have such paper? I can help you make a new plane. I can also make ships, cars, and frogs... In short, I can Make a lot of stuff!”

"Yes, yes..." Lu Renbao clapped his hands and replied happily: "Go to my house and get it."

Gao Xian, whose heart was in a state of confusion, didn't want to be too fussy and shied away: "You go back and get it, I'll wait for you here."

"Then you must wait for me!" Lu Renbao begged pitifully.

Gao Xian nodded solemnly, "Of course! Don't forget, I ate your candy."

"Give you another piece." Lu Renbao happily handed over another piece of candy, then turned around and ran home.

After looking around warily, Gao Xian "touched" the smart glasses, which looked just like ordinary glasses, put them on, and read the picture again with the help of its most basic transcoding function - "Traditional Chinese to Simplified Chinese". The newspapers smelled like stinky blisters, and the more I read them, the colder I felt.

He said: "Classmate Xiaozhuang?"

"Hey..." the gentle female voice responded flatteringly.

Gao Xian gritted his teeth and asked: "Where does Sing Tao Daily belong to? Why does it still use the Republic of China calendar?"

"This is a newspaper with a long history in Hong Kong. It used the Republic of China calendar in its early days." Xiaozhuang answered neatly.

Gao Xian continued to ask: "Xiaozhuang...which year was the fifty-eighth year of the Republic of China?"

"1969." Xiaozhuang's answer was like flowing water.

Gao Xian refused to give up and asked: "Xiaoyi...when was the first year that humans successfully landed on the moon?"

"1969." Xiaozhuang gave the same answer.

Looking at the slum in front of him, Gao Xian's nerves were numb for countless times. He was thinking about how to locate the "macro coordinates" and asked, "Small... What was the per capita GDP of Hong Kong in US dollars in 1969? Where is it ranked in the world? ?”

"Eight hundred and twenty-nine dollars, ranked 34th in the world."

"Small outfit... How many US dollars was China's per capita GDP in 1969? Where did it rank in the world?"

"Ninety-nine dollars, ranked 117th in the world."

"Small outfit... What was the per capita GDP of the United States in US dollars in 1969? Where did it rank in the world?"

"Four thousand eight hundred and three dollars, ranked first in the world."

"Small package... What was the total GDP of Hong Kong, China, and the United States in 1969, and what were their world rankings?"

"Hong Kong is 58th, China is 8th, and the United States is 1st."

"The difference is quite big!" Gao Xian, who couldn't let go of the original time and space, closed his eyes in pain, "Brother, I really traveled to Hong Kong in the early years - I heard that everyone likes the 1980s.

That colorful Hong Kong, but I seemed to have come too early this time, which was a bit of a waste of opportunity."

Although Gao Xian is young, after all, he has been relatively successful in the workplace before, and he understands that the way to survive is to adapt to the environment, recognize yourself, and position yourself, so he quickly calmed down - not recognizing the reality is also

No, the feeling of hunger reminds me from time to time. Stop fooling your stomach and intestines with sugar cubes and find something serious to eat as soon as possible.

Looking for comfort, he took out his wallet and looked at it. Gao Xian could only smile bitterly - there was a stack of "rich gold" in it, but it was definitely "no place for heroes".

Gao Xian, who was pulling his hair in distress, was thinking about how to prepare his first meal after time travel, when he suddenly heard a burst of noise coming from the front, which seemed to be mixed with the laughter of "Fool, hurry up!"

Gao Xian couldn't help but murmur in his heart - Lu Renbao had been gone for a long time. Did he encounter some trouble on the road?
Chapter completed!