As soon as Liu Zhenming walked into the corridor of the building, the landlady twisted her fat body and flashed out from the side like a ghost.
There was only one lamp installed in the corridor, which was dim and the landlady's white face was so scary that Liu Zhenming almost thought he had encountered a ghost.
"Well, Auntie, you know, my salary will be paid in two days, and the rent will be paid immediately after the salary is paid." Liu Zhenming bent slightly and said carefully.
As soon as she heard Liu Zhenming call her aunt, the landlady's face changed slightly, and suddenly she took Liu Zhenming's hand carelessly and said with a smile: "Xiao Liu, everyone else is due today. If you are due in two days,
, you have to do me a little favor, the chandelier at home is broken, you have to help me take a look, remember, after dinner tonight, I will wait for you at home."
After the landlady finished speaking, regardless of whether Liu Zhenming answered or not, she shook off the fat on her body and disappeared into the corridor.
The smell of the landlady's inferior perfume lingered on the tip of his nose. Liu Zhenming smiled bitterly and shook his head. How could he not know about the landlady's hint? This was not the first time. He had declined the previous few times with various excuses.
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Opening the door, a simple and small dwelling appeared. In addition to a bed, the room could only hold a table, and there was an old computer on the table.
Even with such a small space, in such a first-tier city, the monthly rent costs about 1,000 yuan, which is almost one-half of Liu Zhenming's monthly salary.
Liu Zhenming graduated from a third-rate university and worked for a few years, but he is still the same as before. He has enough food and warm clothes, but he can't afford a place to live, let alone a girlfriend. He is still a virgin, a typical poor virgin.
However, Liu Zhenming had enough to eat, but his whole family was not hungry. His parents died in a car accident. From then on, he spent his days casually. Perhaps, he will continue like this until he dies alone.
I have to say that Liu Zhenming's appearance is not bad, otherwise the landlady would not be interested in him. However, he is handsome but cannot be used as food, and he has no house or car, so you should still masturbate at home.
The pressure of life has already worn away all the corners of his body. What ideals and pursuits are all floating clouds to him now. Life goes by day by day. He is just an ordinary person. With his salary, maybe
Sixty years later, I will be able to buy a second-hand house.
However, if he was asked to give it to the landlady for the first time, Liu Zhenming would rather move away. Everyone has a bottom line, and Liu Zhenming has not completely fallen.
"Forget it, why do you care so much! I don't believe it. There is no place to live except here." Liu Zhenming muttered and turned on the computer.
First, I quickly browsed the military news, and then browsed the military website forum. When I got interested, I left a paw. In one sentence: I will eat gutter oil for my life, but I will worry about Zhongnanhai.
When I was arguing with someone about whether I should support Israel or Palestine, a web game popped up on my computer.
"Rise of Empire, what kind of game is this!" Liu Zhenming said softly as he clicked on it.
For the name, directly enter the real name, and for the age, shorten it by six years to the nearest twenty years.
After filling out a few pieces of information, countless more information came rushing in.
"Intelligence test? I'm going. If I had known it would be such a hassle, I wouldn't have come in." Liu Zhenming complained feebly while continuing to fill in the form.
After filling out dozens of pieces of information, the basic personal information of the newly created protagonist has come out. Liu Zhenming didn't bother to read it, so he just skipped it and clicked Next.
"There is also a gift pack for newcomers!" Liu Zhenming was excited when he saw this option.
On the computer, several gift packages for newcomers to choose from are flashing.
Money: Five hundred thousand taels of silver, giving players a large amount of initial start-up capital....
Merit value: one million, no introduction later.
Beauties: Two. One has strong martial arts skills and great marksmanship and can protect the player. The other is extremely smart and financially minded and is definitely a good assistant to the player. Moreover, both of them are authentic beauties.
He could only choose one out of three. Seeing this, Liu Zhenming couldn't calm down. Should he choose beauty or money? Or should he choose beauty?
The mouse slid slightly, and Liu Zhenming lamented, Damn, you clicked on the merit points. It seems that the only choice is to choose a beautiful woman next time.
Liu Zhenming was thinking in his mind when suddenly a burst of white light came over him, and then his vision went dark. It was as if his body was being continuously pulled, and the pain made him pass out.
With a whoosh, he disappeared from the computer.
As if a century had passed, Liu Zhenming woke up from his dizziness.
"Where am I?" A loud voice came from below. Liu Zhenming slowly opened his eyes and looked down. He saw hundreds of foreigners lining up in a long queue and slowly moving forward.
Walking slowly, these people are still wearing retro clothes.
And at the front of the team, facing him, was a Westerner wearing a suit and tie.
The man smiled and shook hands cordially with everyone who came, and then exchanged a few words.
Big shot! Just from this scene, Liu Zhenming made a judgment immediately.
Liu Zhenming looked at his situation again. In his confusion, he almost fell from above. It turned out that he was in a corner of the roof. Looking down from above, he could clearly see the situation below.
What surprised Liu Zhenming even more was that there was a gun in front of him. Yes, it was a genuine gun. Although Liu Zhenming had never touched a gun, he could still tell at a glance that it was a sniper rifle.
The muzzle of the sniper rifle is pointed at the big shot below.
Wait, what's wrong with me? Why am I here?
Liu Zhenming began to sort out these things in his mind.
Before, I was surfing the Internet in my room, and then I played a game called Rise of Empires. After that, I selected a merit value option, and then it appeared here.
Liu Zhenming pinched his arm hard and said one word: It hurts!
This is not an illusion or a dream, so what is it?
"Master, this is the United States in 1901. The big man below is President McKinley of the United States, and he is also your novice reward." When Liu Zhenming was at a loss, a wave of water rippled, and he appeared in a white space.
In front of him was a palm-sized 'elf' with a pair of wings. If she were magnified n times, she must be a beauty.
Now, with her hands on her waist, she flapped her wings and flew in front of Liu Zhenming, talking to Liu Zhenming with a straight face.
"Who are you?" Liu Zhenming couldn't react to the sudden change and asked subconsciously.
"If you use the way you earthlings understand it, I am an intelligent life created by an alien. About twenty years ago, my old master and I came to the earth due to a spacecraft crash. The old master died of a viral infection, and
Before the old master passed away, he hoped that I would send the data he collected in space back to the Alpha Galaxy. I found that the resources on earth are scarce, the technology is backward, and the existing energy is simply not enough for me to repair the spacecraft and return to the Alpha Galaxy."
Liu Zhenming seemed to be listening to a wordless heavenly book. Aliens? Alpha Galaxy. Even if it is true, what does it have to do with him?
"So?" Liu Zhenming looked at this 'elf' with an unfriendly expression.
"So, I must integrate the resources of the whole earth, and you are the person I have chosen to help me integrate the resources. I have helped you send you back to the earth in 1901, and your goal is to rule all mankind!"….
When Liu Zhenming heard this, he almost laughed out loud. Rule all mankind? This international joke is too big. I don't have such big ideals.
"I'm sorry, please send me back and find someone more suitable than me." Liu Zhenming couldn't help but interrupt the elf who was still chattering.
"Sorry, time and space transmission has consumed 99.9% of my remaining energy. It is impossible for you to go back." The elf pinched his hands together and said a little shyly.
"What are you talking about? You sent me to the United States in 1901 and you won't let me go back." Liu Zhenming was angry. He picked up the elf with both hands and pinched it hard: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."
you."
Although Liu Zhenming had read some novels about traveling back in time, it was only when he encountered such a day that he realized that his first thought was to go back.
"Master, if you can't go back, you can't go back. It's useless even if you strangle me to death. You'd better think about how to get the newcomer reward and how to survive! Who told you to be greedy? You want one million merit points?
In ten seconds, you will lose your invisibility effect." After the elf finished speaking, he messaged Liu Zhenming.
Liu Zhenming also retreated from the white space and returned to the top of the hall.
What should I do? What should I do? Is all this true? The man below is President McKinley of the United States? Looking at the sniper rifle in front of him, Liu Zhenming felt anxious.
U.S. President McKinley knew this, mainly because during his tenure, the United States launched a war with Spain, invaded Cuba and the Philippines, implemented an open-door policy toward China, and joined the Eight-Nation Allied Forces to invade China.
If it was McKinley, he should be the third president to be assassinated after the founding of the United States, and the time of assassination was exactly 1901.
The reason why Liu Zhenming remembers it so clearly is not only because he was related to the Eight-Power Allied Forces' invasion of China, but also because after his assassination, the next president of the United States was Theodore Roosevelt, and a statue on the President's Hill in the United States is of him.
Liu Zhenming began to quickly recall the events surrounding McKinley's assassination. Fortunately, he was usually quite interested in history, so he immediately remembered the general situation.
McKinley was assassinated in Buffalo, where the Pan-American Exposition was being held at that time. McKinley met and shook hands with people from all walks of life at the reception at the Exposition, and then was assassinated.
Fair, fair!
Liu Zhenming's poor English made him look at the red cloth hanging in the hall for a while before he seemed to see an English word similar to "expo".
Does it mean that I am now in the place where McKinley is about to be assassinated?