In three days, Huang Jingyao used his life-saving trump card space magic power and randomly teleported from Tongzhou to Los Angeles. It took him 72 hours for three days, three nights and 72 hours before he could barely recover his ability to sit, lying and walk, but his whole body was still full of powerlessness and his mental state was very tired. The fatigue kept urging him to keep sleeping and wanting to continue to rest and recuperate.

This is the result of Huang Jingyao asking Tan Zhonghui to help him buy a lot of food, drugs, etc. that are conducive to recovery.

During this process, he was sure that he had crossed from Tongzhou and was discovered by Tan Zhonghui for about two hours.

There is no need to verify it in a complicated way. Huang Jingyao clearly remembers when he crossed. It was around 7 p.m. on August 6th on Tongzhou, and it was morning time in Los Angeles. By comparing the time with Tan Zhonghui, you can infer it clearly.

It's still early in Los Angeles.

When Tan Zhonghui bought breakfast from outside, Huang Jingyao got up and sat next to the bed. In front of him was a simple folding table.

Seeing Tan Zhonghui put down his breakfast, he said restraintly that he wanted to go out to eat. He also laughed, "Xiao Tan, we have known each other for three days. Why are you still so nervous? I am not a human-eating tiger. If you hadn't taken care of these three days, I really don't know how far I would have fallen."

He is really grateful to Tan Zhonghui.

The first time I set foot on the American territory on the other side of the ocean in my life, the first thing I encountered was that I fainted in an alley and was stripped of all my property and clothing by unknown people within an hour or two? The American people were so enthusiastic about his reception.

Even if he lost his clothes and mobile phones, he would not suffer much damage to Huang Jingyao. However, such a precedent made him dare not think about what strange encounters he would have experienced if he had not been rescued by Tan Zhonghui and was left naked in the alley without anyone caring about it.

You should know that on the first day after random teleportation, he was only awake for a few minutes after being rescued by Tan Zhonghui, but then fainted. The next day he barely recovered some of his ability to speak and think.

Although this random teleportation is a life-saving method, it is also very powerful, and it is too detrimental to his own consumption.

This time I met Tan Zhonghui, I was lucky, or it might be a good luck to appear directly on the streets of Los Angeles. Otherwise, he would teleport and float in the ocean, and he didn't have a little self-awareness. What should I do? Wouldn't he be drowned directly?

Or maybe they appeared in the deserted mountains and forests at that time? When they were unconscious, they were a few hungry beasts passing by?

The longer he wakes up, Huang Jingyao thinks more clearly. This random teleportation cannot be improved through extreme training like ordinary teleportation, just like he thought when he woke up.

It's not possible now. His physical fitness is strong, but it's not that he is inseparable from swords and guns. He will be stabbed in with a stab, but he just recovers faster.

Perhaps as the exercise improves in the future, ordinary people with strong physical fitness will be unable to be injured. If they are thrown in the sea for a few days, they will not drown. If they are thrown in the deep mountains and forests, they will not be dismembered. Only then can they use extreme training to exercise.

Ordinary people can't afford to play, even if he is not ordinary now, he can't afford to train.

While thinking, he looked at Tan Zhonghui. The international student waved his hands repeatedly, and his face turned red with excitement, "Principal, don't say that. I haven't thought about anything else before. I just think that everyone is yellow. You may be our fellow villager. Just help me in this foreign country, and you don't need to remember it in your heart."

"And I haven't helped much these days, I'm just running errands."

Huang Jingyao smiled and patted the edge of the bedside, "No matter what your original intention is, this time I did help me a lot. It is not an exaggeration to say that I will save my life. My situation is getting better and faster now. Maybe I will leave after it improves. Come, let's sit down and chat. If you want to chat in the future, you will have to wait for you to return to China."

"Principal, are you almost recovering?" Tan Zhonghui was happy, no longer so ruthless, and sat down.

He also knew that after Huang Jingyao recovered, it was definitely not easy for the two to meet. He was full of respect for the principal and regretted countless times that he had gone to college too early. Otherwise, if he had the opportunity to go to Huang Jingyao's school, it would be a different future.

"It's almost done. Although I'm weak now, my basic abilities have recovered. I guess I'll be cured in one or two days. Tell me, where is the university you are in? What's your senior year?"

Although three days passed, he was completely unconscious on the first day. Later, he was weak and had to speak very hard. He had to accumulate some strength to talk, so he would not mention anything else.

Until now, he doesn't know much about Tan Zhonghui.

After a slow inquiry, Huang Jingyao also took a box of breakfast and handed it to Tan Zhonghui. The man was still restrained, but he still started chatting with a smile. He was only in his sophomore year this year, Beiling California State University. This university is also very good. The overall ranking is not very high, far from being comparable to famous universities such as Harvard, but some professional departments are also good.

For example, the Department of Music is ranked 16th in the world of the Conservatory of Music, and among the film and television schools, there are 22nd film schools in the United States, and the School of Engineering, Psychology, etc. are among the top ranks in the United States.

Tan Zhonghui was admitted to Beiling State University in the country two years ago, and he studied engineering.

Now he is a student from his hometown in the same province, living in a house he rented off campus, which is the small apartment in front of him. His roommate's name is Gu Bowen.

While the two were eating and laughing, there was also a sound of walking in the living room outside the bedroom, and there were slight shouts, which were called Tan Zhonghui's name.

"Principal, I'm up, I'll go and send him breakfast." Tan Zhonghui immediately put down the lunch box in his hand and stood up.

Huang Jingyao nodded, and then the man left with breakfast.

When the door closed again, a slight communication sounded outside the door soon. Although the sound was low and Tan Zhonghui was deliberately suppressing it, the sound still could not block Huang Jingyao's extraordinary ears.

He is weak but his basic conditions in his body have not changed.

"Hey, I said Lao Tan, are you really stupid? Even if you rescued him, he is a Chinese, but he hasn't left for three days. You let him sleep in the bedroom and sleep on the sofa every day, and you still buy all kinds of food and drink to serve him. You are too talented."

"Speak quietly, don't let him hear it."

"So what if you hear it? I'm telling you not to be stupid. If he hears it, he might leave immediately and save us trouble. I know you are stupid, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid. How long do you want to support him?"

"Damn it, Bowen, please keep your mouth shut."

"Okay, I won't say it anymore. Anyway, you are stupid and cause trouble for yourself. I don't care how long you want to raise him. Just don't bother me. I'll explain first. If he quarrels at me when you are away, I won't be polite, and I'm not as easy as you cheat."

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A few words of high and low voices came into his ears, and Huang Jingyao laughed silently. Until now, Gu Bowen didn't know his identity, mainly because he was rescued. He still had a mask on his body. It is estimated that the American people who stripped his clothes were too lazy to rob a mask.

When Tan Zhonghui took out a mask to help him put on his clothes, although his identity was leaked due to his appearance, Gu Bowen was not at home, but went out with the woman he came last time.

In the following days, Tan Zhonghui listened to Huang Jingyao's request and did not reveal his identity. Gu Bowen was not interested in studying his identity. He had never come in this bedroom. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!