Feifei was reluctant to open her laptop under Xiang Xiaoqiang's coercion.
Xiang Xiaoqiang believed that in the era of the Space and Time Management Bureau, there were definitely more convenient tools, and such heavy laptops would not have been used. This was just to make the laptops look like today. Sure enough, Feifei saw that there was no one else, so she
I no longer pretended to be pretentious, but just pressed a button, and the management interface appeared directly on the screen. There was not even a boot process. Turning on the computer was faster than turning on the TV.
Then, Feifei no longer pretended to use the mouse, but directly moved her fingers on the screen, and the interface above moved accordingly, which was much more convenient than using a mouse.
However, Xiang Xiaoqiang did not dare to devote too much energy to appreciating these high-tech wonders. Instead, he concentrated on staring at every change on the screen. If Feifei was too fast, Xiang Xiaoqiang would politely ask her to slow down to ensure
Every time I understood what Feifei was doing, I didn't give her any chance to do something fishy.
"Wait! Stop!" Xiang Xiaoqiang suddenly ordered, staring at the screen with two big eyes, "Go back! Go back to the previous interface! Okay, what is this icon?"
Feifei said bravely:
"It's...it's a system file."
"You're a bitch!" Xiang Xiaoqiang cursed, "It's obviously a recycle bin, but you still have system files? Think of me as an idiot! Open it!"
Feifei had no choice but to open the recycling bin dejectedly.
There are files with years written on them. They are probably some time and space that have been scrapped and are about to be deleted. Xiang Xiaoqiang squinted his eyes and looked for them one by one. There were not many files in the recycle bin. Soon, Xiang Xiaoqiang found a file.
It's called "Ming Dynasty: 1644-1694".
He held his chin and stared at the file name for a while, thinking, 1644-1694, according to the official history, the Ming Dynasty perished in 1644. Here it says 1644-1694, 50 years apart, so someone must have traveled through it, and
It was a lifelong time travel, exactly 50 years ago, and came back after death there. Then maybe this is my own Ming Dynasty.
Thinking of this, Xiang Xiaoqiang glanced at Feifei next to him and found that although she pretended not to read the document, her nervousness could be seen at a glance.
Xiang Xiaoqiang felt more certain and ordered:
"Open this file!"
Feifei was still not honest and said harshly:
"This has been put into the recycle bin, has been deleted, and cannot be opened."
Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't say much, and directly reached out and tapped twice on the screen. The file that Feifei said had been "deleted" was opened. Feifei bit her lip and glanced at Xiang Xiaoqiang, her face turned a little pale.
Xiang Xiaoqiang pressed Feifei's ear and said softly:
"Yes, although I don't understand everything, I don't understand nothing either. So if you want to play tricks again, you have to bet whether I understand or not. If you lose the bet, I will stop time, and then
I gave you to xx. Don’t give me an excuse to do this, because I really want to... Do you understand?"
Feifei's face turned even paler, she swallowed dryly and nodded.
"Okay," Xiang Xiaoqiang asked with a smile, "Then tell me, what does this interface in front of me mean?...Okay, you can place your bet on whether I understand or not."
Then, he brought his mouth closer to Feifei's face, licked his lips loudly, and swallowed.
Feifei was so scared that she closed her eyes, tears rolled down her chin, and she burst into tears at that time. But she did not dare to cry too much for fear of offending Xiang Xiaoqiang, so she wiped her tears and said with trembling:
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
On the screen is a slowly rotating earth, and something similar to a timeline.
Xiang Xiaoqiang nodded and said:
"Then choose a dimension."
Feifei wiped away her tears and used her index finger to turn the earth on the screen to the East Asian continent. Then she clicked twice and the map quickly zoomed in. The original earth was quickly enlarged into a satellite image, which was very beautiful.
We have almost zoomed in to Nanjing.
"Okay!" Xiang Xiaoqiang stopped her, "First put the space into this multiple. Now choose a time." He thought for a moment and said:
"Choose January 23, 1936. Any time during the day will do."
Feifei sniffed and clicked on the timeline with tears in her eyes.
…
The aerial view of Nanjing in the picture comes alive. Below is filled with smoke and firelight. There are pontoons on the Yangtze River and assault boats everywhere. The west and north of the city are ruins. This is when the battle to defend Nanjing is at its most intense.
Now Xiang Xiaoqiang is sure that this is his own Ming time and space.
A burst of ecstasy and intimacy filled his heart, and he couldn't help but stare at the most glorious moment of the Battle of Nanjing for several minutes.
But he knew he couldn't delay. The Space-Time Management Bureau didn't know when it would find out there was a problem here, and it would be troublesome if they came to find it. He quickly ordered:
"Okay, open the 'attributes' of this time and space!"
Feifei exited from the preview panel honestly, and then clicked "Properties" on the file. She glanced at Xiaoqiang and immediately understood:
"Change to 'read-only' mode!"
Feifei hesitated for a moment, then reached out and clicked on the "read-only" option. Then, Xiang Xiaoqiang reached out and clicked on a button below. On that button were three words: "Irreversible".
Suddenly, a warning dialog box popped up, which said:
"Warning! This action is irreversible and will result in the time and space being permanently unable to be modified. Any terminal, including the general bureau and each branch, will lose the possibility of making any modifications! Are you sure you want to perform this operation?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang felt excited in his heart: Isn't this what the hell I want? If you click on it, your Space and Time Management Bureau will never try to "manage" my Ming Dynasty again...
He wanted to click "OK", but he hesitated. If he made a mistake in judgment, not only would he not be able to modify it, but he would not even be able to go back, that would be terrible.
Xiang Xiaoqiang saw that there were two buttons to the right of the "OK" button, one was "Cancel" and the other was "Help". He immediately clicked "Help".
The screen immediately switched to the help interface.
While looking at it, Xiang Xiaoqiang kept secretly praising that the future operating system would be so user-friendly. It would not be as full of official jargon and professional terms as the current windows... Obviously, one of the design requirements of the future operating system is that no matter what it is,
Even if you don't know anything about computers, you can start from scratch and operate them smoothly.
Although Xiang Xiaoqiang had computer skills at the beginning of the 21st century, he was not starting from scratch after all. He kept asking question after question, and as he continued to read, he soon understood the time and space management system.
Next to her, Feifei also completely lost the courage to do anything small. She just whimpered and cried, huddled up like a scared chicken, for fear of offending Xiang Xiaoqiang and finding an excuse to fuck her.
"Okay!" Xiang Xiaoqiang was now full of confidence, decisively returned to the original window, and clicked the "OK" button.
The icon and file name of this time and space turned gray. From now on, the Space and Time Administration can no longer do anything to this time and space with its "management system". If they want to interfere with that time and space, the most they can do is go through the time tunnel.
Enter that time and space and compete face to face with the people of that time and space.
…
Xiang Xiaoqiang grabbed Feifei's wrist and tried to untie her watch. Feifei screamed in fright, desperately protected her wrist, struggled, and cried for mercy:
"Wow...I don't dare anymore...please spare me...don't fuck me...please...I don't dare anymore...I'm not playing tricks...ah..."
Without saying anything, Xiang Xiaoqiang just took off her watch and put it in his pocket.
Feifei shrank into a ball in fear and looked at him in horror. She knew that her fate was no longer under her control.
"Please, don't...don't..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang closed the laptop, pointed to the drawer of the desk, and said:
"You'll be fine if you do as I say. Now, enter the space-time tunnel and let's go back to the Ming Dynasty in 1938."
Feifei was still in shock. Seeing that he didn't want to do anything, she relaxed a little and didn't dare to resist at all. She wiped her tears and climbed into the drawer.
Xiang Xiaoqiang carried his laptop and said to himself, "Damn, I have to get into this damn drawer again" and climbed in after him.
…
In the time shuttle, Feifei stayed inside, huddled against the bulkhead and did not dare to run around. Now that the time controller and computer were in Xiaoqiang's hands, she could not run anywhere at all.
After Xiang Xiaoqiang also came in, he ordered Feifei to turn on the machine. Then, the time shuttle carried the two of them through the deep time and space tunnel and flew towards the Ming Dynasty in 1938.