Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Kant's phone finally started to ring.

In modern society, personal privacy has become a luxury.

Any cat or dog can get something like a mobile phone number.

Classmates, friends, relatives, strangers... The phone quickly became hot.

When the news spread, Kant was in another world, and many people persevered in dialing his number. Although they could only get the prompt tone of "not in the service area", now, the electronic tone in the call is simply a Teana, that means getting in touch has become possible.

Classmates, relatives and friends are eager to satisfy their curiosity and gain bragging rights. Media reporters want to make big news. There are many ill-intentioned and ulterior motives who are eager to benefit from this super hot spot.

Brokerage companies, film and television companies, operating companies... The hyenas hatched in the Internet era smell the fragrance of delicious food and are drooling, trying to be the first to grab the meat.

No need to answer the phone and know what they want to do.

Sign it.

Package you as a super influencer.

You can be a martial arts star.

Help you get famous and make a lot of money.

This kind of thing, Kant has seen a lot on the Internet.

An ordinary person accidentally becomes famous on the Internet, disgusting hyenas will come to the wind, a child who looks like Jack Ma, an ordinary employee who won the Alipay award, and became popular overnight for garbage sorting and erudite conversation. The homeless, traffic beggars and lowly clowns are surrounded by them, doing all kinds of unthinkable acts, which is simply the most absurd and ironic picture of this era.

He simply threw the phone aside, and didn't even bother to look at the window. He knew that most of the long guns and short guns were aimed at all the windows of his house at this time. If they were photographed, it would be a big problem.

There are no secrets in the Internet age. Kant's mobile phone number is like this, his parents' situation, his family's address, and the pursuit of crazy entertainers and hyenas, the same is true.

After listening to Xiaoman talking about it, I realized that there are already many idiots and idiots with mobile phones or selfie sticks wandering around the community, doing live broadcasts and shooting short videos.

Some people also tried to infiltrate the community, and some of them almost succeeded. They successfully reached the downstairs of the Kant family building. Fortunately, this community is considered to be high-end, and the property is also considered effective. They presciently arranged two security guards on the building. When I got off duty, the police station office in the community also put up a sign outside, and the screening of the access control downstairs finally did not let some stupid [beep-] come to Kant's door to knock on the door for live broadcast.

This is the first day of full fermentation of information.

In a day or two, all the idiots and traffic beggars from all over the country will come here.

"I have to move." Kant said, "Yes, my parents should not come back within a month or two."

Fortunately, the heat will eventually drop, the Internet will be forgetful, people will chase the next hot spot, and the meatless vultures won't be circling forever.

Wang Yongzhi was in a good mood. First of all, Kant came back safely, and secondly, he reached a certain consensus with the country. Thirdly, he was also a little dark when he saw this boy deflated.

He raised his phone with a smile: "Look, a third person has already announced that they are going to challenge you."

The popularity this time is really a global event, including all the elements to attract people who eat melons, such as a lone hero, saving relatives, dramatic, legendary, and the scenes that can only happen in Hollywood blockbusters and novels are actually in reality. When it is staged, netizens from all over the world who are bored will naturally have a carnival.

The most discussed, of course, are those three videos.

And the terrifying physical fitness that Kant showed in those three videos.

Shooting snipers with one hand, flicking tails to avoid rockets, and even bouncing in the two workshops at a gallop, domestic and foreign experts and keyboard warriors quarreled, although these movie-like stunts proved to be possible by humans. Yes - but that's only in theory. To accomplish such a feat, ordinary people have to have physical fitness, neural reflexes, and control that are close to the limits of human beings.

and extraordinary courage.

so…

"I can't explain it at all now", "Zhanyuju has made a major work mistake", "It's hard to convince foreigners that not all Chinese people can kung fu" and so on, the carnival of the Chinese Internet world.

Including speculation about Kant himself.

"This guy won't be that kind of ancient martial arts family."

"It definitely has an army background."

"Is it a super soldier cultivated by the state secretly?"

"It's all a conspiracy of our A Gongzi."

And so on, the dog heads fly together.

Unconsciously, Kant already has the character of a martial arts master.

As we all know, the time-honored Chinese martial arts has been in a situation of ridicule in today's Internet age. The so-called masters with profound cultivation bases and martial virtues have been beaten to the point of being bruised and vulnerable under the magnification of the ring, camera and the Internet. , The thin-skinned pretended to be dead behind closed doors, while the thick-skinned took pride in it, and even gave up their face completely, making all kinds of self-hype.

After all, it is the era of entertainment to death. It is not terrible to be hacked, and it is not terrible to be embarrassed. The most terrible thing is not to pay attention and not to be popular. After all, if there is popularity, you will make money.

At the moment, some netizens ran to the Weibo of the "masters" to leave messages and ridicule, and the hot Gianmao jumped out as always, some commented on Kant's martial arts school, some said that Kant was vulnerable, and some fought against Kant. Books, I don't know which dog thing jumped out of the corner, I have no sense of shame.

On Wang Yongzhi's mobile phone, the short video shows a thin and thin idiot who is naked, with two gloves on his upper body, bluffing in front of the camera, even making provocative gestures, but his face is rigid and his lines are rigid.

One second-rate.

Damn, I'm so thin, I'm embarrassed to say that people who practice martial arts, the martial artists of the Republic of China don't say anything else, just look at the photos and know that they can fight, each one has a tiger-backed waist, a big waist and a round waist. Like clothes, you dry skinny monkey also said that he can dial a thousand pounds for four or two, and dial your mother.

Uncle Wang asked, "How do you feel?"

Kant sighed: "The Internet has narrowed the distance between people and stupid [beep-]."

The other party smiled and said, "Shouldn't we fight?"

Kant glanced at him: "There are still people who want to challenge Jack Ma, will Jack Ma also challenge him?"

Wang Yongzhi bowed to the fire and said, "Is it so bearable?"

Conderson said: "Of course not. When things in Africa are over, I will arrest him to go mining in Comora."

"...Don't mess around. It's illegal to buy or sell people."

"whee."

Kant showed a harmless smile.

"Say what?"

Xiaoman walked out of the kitchen. She wore an apron and thick gloves, and came over with a steaming soup bowl. Kant reached out to hold the bottom of the bowl, and the girl said anxiously, "Be careful!"

Conde took the pot of pickled fish and said with a smile, "It's not hot, it's cool and comfortable."

Xiaoman hit him with a smile, took off his gloves, and the two sat side by side opposite Wang Yongzhi.

And dazzling.

Uncle Wang also glared at Kant.

And dazzling.

"Eat, eat."

It's noon now. Kant originally planned to go out with Xiaoman for a good meal. It's been a long time since he ate here at home. However, he has now become a world celebrity. Now that he appears in China, he is not only surprised, but also frightened. ...so just hiding at home.

So Xiaoman went into the kitchen and brought in big and small bags from his own house. He wanted to empty the kitchen and wine cabinet. Wang Yongzhi saw it, and became more and more unhappy. Glad to see it happen, but now, it's very subtly unhappy.

Distributed chopsticks, filled with rice, four-color stir-fry, and a fish soup.

Since Kant left the island, he hasn't cooked very seriously.

Not to mention that Xiaoman was sitting next to him, wearing a plain sweater and a knee-length skirt, her exposed calves wrapped in black stockings, wearing pink cotton slippers, and her shoulder-length hair was for convenience. The rice was dished up, revealing her crystal clear auricles and delicate neck. Sitting beside her, she turned her head to see her side face dyed with natural rouge, with a faint smile hanging from the corner of her mouth.

"What are you looking at!" Xiaoman noticed his gaze and said angrily, "Eat quickly!"

On the opposite side, Uncle Wang took a bottle of foreign wine on the table with a blank expression: "Come, have two glasses."

Why are they trying to feed me one by one?

—Hey, why do I use all characters?

Xiaoman sighed: "Dad."

Kant winked at her and gestured to me.

Then he picked up a bottle of Maotai, lifted the lid with his thumb, started pouring it, and drank everything in an instant - of course, this is just acting, and it was completely extinguished by the power of the fire thief when it reached the throat.

He held the empty bottle, poured it down, and said sincerely, "I've done it, you can do what you want."

"…"

Uncle Wang pushed the foreign wine in his hand blankly: "I'm going to drive in the afternoon, you drink it."

After a meal, the two young men gathered in the kitchen to wash the dishes together. Wang Yongzhi looked up at the two figures in the kitchen, listening to the uninterrupted laughter, and wanted to drink.

—Then he was chased back to the house next door by Wang Xiaoman.

"Go, go, leave some personal space for our young people, don't you have to go to work?"

Then the two of them lay on the sofa and leaned against each other. Kant's mobile phone was basically unusable due to frequent calls, so they used Xiaoman's mobile phone together to browse Weibo, browse forums, and even go over the wall to the Internet to watch global crazy. Shooting Kant's rainbow fart, and even opening a trumpet message with rhythm, a feeling of making a fortune in a muffled voice.

It's boring, but interesting.

For Kant, the pressure and sense of alienation are gradually dissipating. What is widely rumored and hyped on the Internet is the trace he left in this world, which is his proof, and this is his life.

For Xiaoman, this kind of experience is even more memorable and interesting. She uses her trumpet to participate in the carnival topics, communicates with people, jokes about Kant, creates Kant's rumors, and communicates with strangers one by one. Talking and laughing, and these people don't know, these days, the global focus people are snuggling up with themselves, laughing and playing... This feeling of keeping secrets alone is really good and good.

Full and happy, time passes by little by little, very pleasant and very happy.

...except for the middle-aged man next door who knocks on the door every few minutes.

"When are you leaving?"

"Should you go back?"

"It's almost time."

In the end, Xiaoman couldn't help it and said loudly, "Knock again and we'll go to sleep!"

This kind of drunkenness greatly deterred a middle-aged man, making him silent, and Xiaoman in the room stared at Kant with a blushing face: "Nap! What are you thinking!"

Kant put on a blank and innocent face: "How else would you sleep?"

"...Go to hell!"

Hee hee ha ha slapstick.

Just huddled on the sofa, holding a mobile phone, and wasted four or five hours.

Looking up again, the sky was already dim, it was almost six o'clock.

Xiaoman calculated the time difference in Comora, and was silent for a moment: "Let's go after dinner?"

It's about one o'clock in the afternoon in Comora now.

Kant said, "Wait until you go to sleep."

"No need." Xiaoman smiled, "When I go to bed, it will be night when I go there. Your dad must miss you very much. You also have a lot of things to do and discuss...Let's go after dinner."

Without waiting for Kant to answer, she got up and went to the kitchen to heat up the rest of the lunch.

Then he called his old father.

Wang Yongzhi stayed at home for four or five hours by himself. God knows how he spent it. Anyway, when he looked at Kant, he was unhappy, very unhappy.

But there is also pride in the unhappiness, as if he succeeded in some trick, as if he wanted to watch Kant's good show.

After dinner, we were doing the dishes together again. Xiaoman stood beside Kant, busy in silence, a strand of hair fell to his ears. Kant wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

After a while, Xiaoman brushed the hair around his ear: "Before you go, remember to come back and say something."

Kant said: "I will come back often, it is convenient anyway."

Xiaoman hummed, "Then I may not be free."

Then laugh together.

After packing up and coming to the living room, Uncle Wang sat there and said to Kant: "When you are happy and happy, a large group of people are discussing and running about your affairs... The process has almost been set, and the Komora side has also When you are busy, you have to do things step by step, and you have to eat one bite at a time. When you go there this time, you have to do the first thing first, seize the initiative, and tell Lao Mei and France that we have made a move."

Kant asked, "How? Hold a press conference?"

Wang Yongzhi suddenly showed a weird smile.

Like Kang Dad, he has a strong ability to accept new things.

"There are some **** reporters in that place in Komora. It's only been a day or two, and several major news media agencies are not together, and there is no style."

He smiled and said: "You have a red heart to the sun, so cooperate, the country has to express that you have been a hero and saved so many people, and Komora also wants to express that, plus you want to be in Komora. The development over there happened to be done at the same time, so we suggested that the embassy thread the needle and hit it off, and we prepared a big surprise for you..."

Kant was wary: "What?"

Wang Yongzhi smiled brightly: "You will know when you go, hurry up, hurry up."

"..." Kant said, "I won't go if you don't tell me."

"Do you like to go or not."

"…"

"Don't be afraid, when did your uncle Wang cheat on you? Your father agrees, and can the motherland harm you? Will King Komora harm you? Good things are good things."

With full suspicion and vigilance, Kant finally hit the road.

He nodded to Xiaoman and was about to go back to the bedroom, when he suddenly saw Uncle Wang staring at him, Kant thought for a while, then smiled: "Forget it, let your old man open his eyes."

Infused with spiritual power, the coercive spell stored in the wrist of the glove was activated, and the radiance shone. Two wings of light unfolded from behind, Kant stepped on the brilliant halo, and the dark space portal opened behind him.

He smiled at Xiaoman, then disappeared into the splendid brilliance.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Wang Yongzhi was still deeply shocked. His heart beat faster and he took a few deep breaths. The decades-old worldview was shaken and impacted, and no one could easily accept it.

After a while, he calmed down and glanced at the daughter beside him: "What do you think?"

Kant shuttled from the world of white fog to notify his father with a signal generator that the transmission point was the anchor in his hand, and after receiving the agreed signal, he launched.

Passing through the boundless darkness, the surrounding scenery changed, and in the basement of the embassy, ​​my father was right in front of me.

Before he could give him a hug, Kang Jinzhu grabbed him: "Let's go, I'll wait for you."

"Ah?" Kant was surprised: "What are you going to do?"

Father also showed the same weird smile as Uncle Wang: "Good thing, good thing."

Pulling him out, there are armed police stationed at the door of the room, watching the great change of living people, the soldiers with strong politics don't look sideways, the father and son come to the first floor, the ambassador is waiting there, after seeing Kant, there is a momentary sluggishness , he knew what it meant when Kant came out of the embassy.

But this surprise and gaffe only lasted for a moment, the ambassador stepped forward quickly, shook hands with Kant, and then pulled him together with Kant: "Walk around, I'll wait for you."

…disturbed.

The convoy was ready in the yard, the military attache saluted him, the Kang family and the ambassador boarded the car in the middle, the gate opened, and the heavily armed convoy slowly set off, drove out of the street, and proceeded along the road of the embassy district. Kant watched The fluttering French and American flags shook their heads and asked the ambassador, "What's the matter?"

The ambassador's smile was much more sincere than the two elders: "Surprise, I won't be surprised if I say it."

Kant asked again: "Where is the king?"

The two still laughed without answering.

Kant felt more and more strange, and it is certainly not a bad thing. The king would not harm him, the state would not harm him, and his father would not harm him, but the suspicious smiles of his father and Uncle Wang made him uneasy.

What the hell.

The motorcade moved slowly along the street of Moyani and left the embassy area. Several cars suddenly played the national anthem of Comora. In the melodious and ancient melody, the street in front was already full of people, and they began to cheer, shout, face There were smiles all over the place, all the people of Moyani, the people who were saved by Kant that day.

As for what they were shouting, I couldn't hear it, and I couldn't understand it.

But I can feel their gratitude and heart.

The convoy moved forward slowly, and could see every sincere face. There was no congestion, and the people did not enthusiastically step forward to prevent the vehicle from moving forward. Instead, they followed behind and followed the convoy. Kant was both moved and at a loss. Fortunately, Moyani was not big, and he quickly arrived at his destination.

...is the Grand Palace.

You can even see signs of collapse.

Wow, is this trying to trick me, the guy who blew up the palace, into offering sacrifices here!

Of course this is just a joke.

The convoy stopped, and the ambassador got out of the car first, and then made a gesture of please.

The palace was also crowded with people.

After Kant got off the car, the soldiers who lined up outside the Grand Palace saluted together, and he could see that the mercenaries from Burma and Maozi were also lining up separately, showing him a smile. Not to mention Maozi, the Burmese actually stayed temporarily. I don't know what they have in mind... I have to discuss it with Uncle Wang.

As Kant thought this way, a black man dressed in traditional Komora robes and gold ornaments stepped forward, bowed down reverently, and kissed Kant's clothes.

Then he respectfully invited Kant to go to the palace, and the gate slowly opened.

The cheers of the Moyani came from behind.

On the square in front of the palace, there were many people standing in two rows, all wearing traditional national costumes, and the surroundings were grand and luxurious. They moved to the throne of the square and sat the King of Comora, King Chakat II.

He was holding a golden scepter, wearing a white robe, with gold ornaments hanging on his chest, arms, and legs. When he saw Kant come in, he stood up, opened his arms, and shouted at Kant.

Shouting the ancient language of Comora.

Every time he said a paragraph, people raised their hands and responded.

Out of the corner of Kant's eyes, he could still see the cameras set up everywhere, and he saw the British reporter he had rescued.

Then the king came to him, his dignified face slowly smiled, and two entourages followed closely behind him, bending down reverently, one holding a scepter high, the other holding a white robes.

"my friend."

This time, the king changed to Chinese. With a warm smile, he tried his best to suppress the excitement in his eyes. No one understood his joy. After hearing that Kant was safe and sound, he cheered loudly, with joy, and he was delighted for it. , happy for this, he resisted the urge to contact Kant immediately, but together with the ambassador and the fine pig, he prepared a gift for his dear friend, a gift that would surprise him.

He said softly: "However a grand thank you can't repay what you have done for us, so I made such a decision, no one objected, all the elders agreed, this is thanks and trust, from now on, you will be One of us, the Guardian Eagle, defend our honor, defend our nation, and you will have friendship, loyalty, and everything you wish."

Having said this, the king smiled and said, "Please come forward, warrior, guardian, hero."

"Come forward and accept the canonization."

"…"

ah? ? ?

Kant said blankly: "Canonization? Canonization what?"

Behind him, Kang Jinzhu's forbearing smile sounded: "Canonizing you, out of gratitude and gratitude for your heroic feat, the honorable King Komora invites you to share his responsibilities and grant you power, status, and territory. And the loyalty and support of the people, congratulations."

The father held back his laughter and said, "Lord Chief of Africa, may your spear always be filled with poison."

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PS1: Six thousand words! renew! Damn it should be split into two.