Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Yes, it's time to take a break.

Akatum's gift is unexpectedly rich. It is not a time-based ability that can greatly improve combat effectiveness, but it is what Kant needs most today.

Using the White Mist World as a lever, the ratio of the time flow rate between the earth and the other world was moved. As a result, the time flow rate of the two worlds was reversed. That is to say, the earth passed seven days, and the other world only passed one day.

That means...it's time to take a break.

"Just think of it as a Golden Week holiday."

The time for returning to Earth to rest is tentatively set at seven days, which corresponds to one day in the other world.

After the war, Valentine was on the right track, and the countries needed more time to digest Kant's victories and speeches because of their huge size. At this time, there would be basically no problems with fishing for a day.

It's amazing that I go back to another world every three days, which corresponds to half a day.

Very good.

Kant returned to his heart like an arrow, and arranged to warn the chimpanzee who knew it, and then informed Leona and Hong San, and immediately activated his ability to officially leave the other world.

Come home full of blood, fire, and tiredness.

In the white fog world, Kant looked at the Autobots parked on the street: "Do you really want to stay here?"

Iron Son replied, "I'm very interested in the world my father lives in."

Kant shook his head and said: "I already said, no, at least not now, you can't appear on Earth, after all, I don't have a car, and you don't have a license plate, my motherland is full of cameras, you can easily find you It's a three-vehicle, very cyberpunk, and the fun will be big..."

When he said this, he rolled his eyes: "It's not just you, even I have to pay attention, it's modernized now, and the soil for superheroes' activities is getting smaller and smaller, because satellites, the Internet and cameras are watching you 24/7. The odds of discovery are greatly increased…”

The Autobot said, "That's okay, I'll just wait here, maybe there will be a time for me, maybe Dad will need help."

Kant smiled: "Earth is not another world. At least my country is not at war, and the vicious crime rate is extremely low. If there is a problem, I can pass it by myself, and I don't need Transformers to appear."

Iron Son nodded and said, "I hope so, father, and I really want to see it."

"Okay, okay, leave it to me," Kant said. "Maybe I should find a way to buy a car."

He bid farewell to the other party, and the radiance flashed through the void.

back to earth.

Lying on the bed with all fours on his back, he took a deep breath.

Listening to the traffic on the street outside.

Even the earth-shattering sound of the impact drill decoration upstairs didn't sound so **** good.

Yes, this is hometown.

An extremely vivid world, ordinary and stable, no continuous wars, no brutal killings, soldiers do not have to work hard, and civilians will not be displaced, this country may not be the most powerful country in the world, but this planet has already No country dared to burn the flames of war on this land.

The strongest one dare not.

Much better than the otherworld, much better than Goethe.

Kant closed his eyes, his heart was up and down, and he was breathing hard.

The screams, the screams, the wailing, and even the rows of newly erected monuments in the Valentine National Cemetery were far away from him, and true peace came to him.

Here, he is just an ordinary citizen, he doesn't have to worry about the life and death of a country, and he doesn't have to think about how many enemy soldiers he will kill next time. In short, it's really good.

Kant slowly stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

The dead, the living, the brutal war, the spreading fire, everything that has been experienced these days, the legions of elves that were engulfed by fire and shock waves... finally passed.

He murmured, "...Fuck."

It's been a **** of a day these days.

Kant closed his eyes, pulled the quilt over, arched it, and fell asleep slowly.

Not even the sound of the weak, dead-mother-type impact drill in the upstairs decoration couldn't stop him from being like water.

No matter what, he had to get a good night's sleep first and ignore the rest.

It is useless for the king and Laozi to come, and no one can stop Laozi from sleeping.

However…

"Buzz...buzz...buzz..."

Not long after falling asleep, there was a vibration in his pocket, Kant, who was already asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, his body suddenly tense, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

But the next moment he realized that it was not Valentine's Battle Night, but Earth, and his eyes softened, even a little expectantly.

At this time, is it his parents or Lao Wang who will call him?

Kant blinked, took out his mobile phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

The softness and anticipation in his eyes were swept away.

- Who the **** is this?

Just when I was about to take a big nap, I was woken up by an unfamiliar number. Damn, Lao Wang and my parents didn't call me to disturb me. Who the **** are you? Kant's eyes became gloomy, and even a flash of murderous intent flashed, and then he suddenly woke up from this state and patted his forehead.

Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy, take it easy... this is the earth, to adjust, to adapt.

He resisted the urge to curse after answering the phone, and clicked to refuse.

Then he threw the phone aside and went back to sleep.

After a moment.

"Buzz...buzz...buzz..."

Kant suddenly raised his head, his eyes were round, like a tiger, he was about to eat the phone in his stomach. He grabbed the phone with gloomy eyes, and it really was the same number.

Generally speaking, if you continue to make calls after being rejected, it may be urgent.

But only in general.

"Whoever you are, but you better have a good reason..."

Or I'll **** push you...into the toilet.

He clicked on the connection, his tone was gloomy, and he got up full of energy: "Who are you?"

The opposite side was stunned for a moment, it was an unfamiliar male voice, but with a familiar tone: "Mr. Kant, right? I'm really looking for it, why haven't you been in the service area for a few days? Where are you in the old forest? Now finally willing to come back? I…”

Kande said in a stern voice: "Who the **** are you? What's the matter with you?"

"Hey, what the fuck, he's quite temperamental."

The other party laughed and sighed. Although he was not angry, his tone sounded a little contemptuous. He said: "Then I will not waste your precious old time, let's just say, the house you bought in Huaxing Garden earlier, Mr. Xie likes it very much. The price will not let you suffer. You bought it at 60% of the price. Then we will buy it at 20% of the market price, and buy it for you at a price of 4 million. You can return the money for the house to Miss Wang, and you can still earn money. Two million, in addition, Mr. Xie wants to make a friend, please take the time to discuss tonight, you…”

"...Fuck your mother."

The tirade over the phone came to an abrupt end.

What gadgets, what Xie Gongzi, what age is this son, and I am still my mother-in-law.

Also, how about buying a fart house, do you want to live in a shady house for your mother, the second-hand housing market is so sluggish, and the houses for sale are all over the place, just buy one and carry your mother in, look for my mother, who are you? Neuropathy.

I just came back from another world exhausted, and I just wanted to take a good night's sleep, and then I was stirred up by this inexplicable phone call. Who can say anything.

Although the mouth is fragrant and has no quality, but people who are not sages can always keep their mouths away. He still did not choose to pick up an axe and chop people when he was in a state of rage. It was already the light of civilization, okay?

So Kant didn't want to pay attention to the sand sculpture anymore, and he didn't bother to care who the son of Lao Shizi, Xie Gongzi, was going to sleep, and before hanging up, he gave a symbolic sentence: "-wait to die, you guys!"

If this **** doesn't wink any more and continues to call, then he will take the inexplicable Young Master Xie, one of them counts as one, and all of them will be thrown into the cesspool.

Throwing the phone aside, Kant covered his head with the quilt and continued to sleep.

Damn, stinky sand sculpture.

- So who the **** is this Master Xie, Xie Guangkun?

At this moment, in a villa in the lakeside district of H City, the person standing by the window of the study looked at the phone with a confused expression, and it showed that he had hung up. He thought he had heard it wrong.

This man was in a suit and leather shoes, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He looked like a dog, and he was a talented person. At this moment, he finally realized what had happened, and scolded in a low voice, "Fuck! What the hell!"

There was a man sitting behind the large desk in the study, playing with his mobile phone with Erlang's legs crossed. The gorgeous sound effects kept streaming out. Without raising his head, he asked, "Why, don't agree? Still can't be the master? I heard that this money is king. From Xiaoman, you can't stand up when you eat soft rice."

"Yeah, Master Xie." The dog-legged man in a suit said angrily, "This guy's mouth is not clean, a little white-faced, just an ordinary family, eating a small soft meal, he is crazy."

"Yo?"

Then Shao Xie said lightly: "It's quite a character... This Wang Xiaoman has a higher heart than the sky, doesn't mix in circles, and never interacts with people like us. I thought how high a vision, so I found such a thing? "

He asked while playing the game: "Tell me, what did he say in a dirty mouth? Go back and ask him to have a meal with Wang Xiaoman, and in front of his rich woman, let him be the first to speak. Take those words back."

The man in the suit rolled his eyes quickly, and then said, "The first sentence is to scold me... It's nothing, but he obviously hates you together. Say what, let's wait to die..."

bang.

The smartphone with the big screen was shattered directly from the middle, and the **** was scattered. Then Mr. Xie suddenly stood up, the previous leisurely attitude no longer existed, and he said in a calm tone: "Did he really say that?"

The man in the suit jumped and said subconsciously, "Yes... yes, that's exactly what he said."

"Wait to die..."

Xie Shao's eyes were gloomy, and his hands were unconsciously clasped together.

That set of houses that he bought in the golden house in the early years and later disposed of at a low price represented a piece of his heart disease, and it was a huge secret that he didn't dare to tell anyone.

In that case, he confidently did it very beautifully, and wiped all his hands so cleanly that when he recalled the past in the middle of the night, he was proud of his masterpiece.

After all, in those years, the population flowed greatly, the city developed rapidly, and many equipment, technologies and even concepts could not keep up, which gave him the opportunity to take advantage of it. That adventure was the most daring thing he had done in his life. , he has long made up his mind and will never do it again.

Because the same method has been applied to the present, in the increasingly rigorous and advanced criminal investigation technology and ubiquitous digital information network, many so-called perfect crimes are jokes, and the police will not care how clever the layout and how wonderful the tactics you use. , they never reason or detect, they only pull data, adjust monitoring, use technology, do investigation, and cast a big net to search over and over until they lock you.

There is only one so-called perfect crime...and that is to never do it a second time.

This Master Xie and Xie Guangjun thought so.

He hid that huge secret in his heart, and didn't tell anyone, and was proud of hiding it from the public prosecutors. He thought that the right time and place would allow him to escape the pursuit of the national law. However, just recently, he He heard a shocking news.

Although he has temporarily escaped the national law, the justice in the world, the so-called karma, is not only sanctioned by the national law, but also has ghosts and gods in the dark. He heard that he had completely renovated the house and arranged to get rid of it. There is even a ghost, and for those who have ghosts in their hearts, they are not stingy.

His first reaction was that someone wanted to engage Lao Tzu, but he inquired about it in many ways, and even hired a reporter to interview the family. But he also has a ghost in his heart, how can he pretend that nothing happened.

Just when he was thinking hard and wanted to find an eminent monk or a powerful immortal who had magic power and ability to go there to subdue demons and subdue demons, another news came to his ears.

The haunted house was bought by a man.

And I stayed in An Ran, everything felt good, nothing happened, it seemed that the so-called ghosts and ghosts didn't exist, or that person's yang energy was too strong.

But this was not enough to reassure Xie Dashao.

The haunted rumors aroused his heart disease, which made him sleepless at night. He even had bad premonitions, and even had nightmares, until he finally made up his mind.

—Whether there are ghosts in the house or not, he will solve this problem thoroughly.

Whether it is to ask an eminent monk or a Taoist priest, or to go abroad to ask an onmyoji to exorcise the demons, in short, to keep that **** out of his mind and never turn over, no matter if it is true or not, in short, just do it.

The first step is to buy the house back.

He made this decision, and he couldn't help but regret it. At that time, it was in order to completely clear away and say goodbye to the past, so he completely renovated the house and sold all traces of it. Who would have guessed that this kind of thing happened...

But to buy, still have to buy.

So he used some connections to find out the identity of the buyer, but what made him more annoyed was that for a few days, this person didn't answer his phone, and he didn't know where he went.

until now.

More terrible things happened.

In the face of the proposal to double the price of buying a house, the other party's attitude is rude and the language is rude.

And also said, wait to die, you.

These words were like thunder, smashing into Xie Shao's mind.

Then, there was only one thought left in Xie Guangjun's head.

-He got it!

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PS1: I hope everyone still remembers this Xie Guangkun... oh no, who Xie Guangjun is.

PS2: There will be some urban plots in the future, mainly to practice hands, so as not to be smeared when writing urban themes in the future, I try to write with a sense of touch.