Xingyuan December 1396, the first snow.

The green-skinned train traversed the mountains and traversed the vast land like a dragon.

Snow fluttering and fluttering outside the window, remote towns and towns gradually became clear in the field of vision, and the car radio rang out a not-sweet female voice: "Dear passengers, Huadong County has arrived. Passengers who need to get off, please take your carry-on Don’t push or shov the items, get off the car one by one."

As the speed of the car dropped, the young man in the corner who was addicted to the black and white game console finally raised his head.

On the way from the last stop to Huadong County, the young man’s Tetris has climbed from zero to more than 400,000 points. The super fast falling speed of the cubes and his staggering arrangement operation make this well-known casual game popular. He never seemed to end in his hands.

Hearing the announcement from the station, the young man glanced out the window briefly, and when he lowered his head, the words "GAMEOVER" appeared on the game interface.

"Hey!" The passenger who was watching his game reflexed and whispered, "What a pity."

The game came to an abrupt end with this score, but the young man couldn't see any nostalgia, so he just dropped the game and put it into his backpack.

The passenger in the seat next door couldn't help asking, "How many points did the young man score? You might be able to break a record if you are so good."

The young man looks plain, but his eyes are black and white, and he looks very clean: "Similar to just now."

The passenger next door regretted: "I think if you didn't stop just now, it would be more than that score!"

The young man is not a talkative type. Hearing this, he stood up and prepared to get out of the car, and said lightly: "There is no time."

The young man stepped out of his seat, carrying his bag and following the person who got off the car to the door.

The passengers in the carriage came from all over the world, chatting with all kinds of accents, and it was quite noisy. He passed by the quietest seat on the way. The intellectuals in uniforms got on the car at the last stop in Huanan County. At this time, they were gathered together and quietly discussed the drawings on the table. One of the full-faced middle-aged man frowned, and he could be seen as the leader.

As if perceiving the young man's gaze, the leader raised his head vigilantly, but the young man got out of the car.

The young man wore a black cotton suit and carried a bag of ordinary style. His tall figure was very conspicuous.

But when he got off the platform, he disappeared into the crowd without any sense of existence.

If someone on the train thinks of this young man again, he will find that he can't even remember his looks.

Xingyuan 1456.

[1456.5.1314:36:40]

The time coordinate of the system projection appeared, and everyone's spirits were lifted: "Back! Ready to contact!"

Three seconds later, the capsule cabin appeared on the conveyor platform during the monsoon rains wearing black cotton clothes in the 1990s.

The robotic arm detected the traverser, and immediately greeted him with a nutrient solution. After the time and space travel, the human body lost a lot of water, and various nutrients are also in urgent need of replenishment.

During the rainy season, he pressed the safety twist, threw aside his backpack, and took a few sips of the nutrient solution.

The ordinary imitation face that had no memory on his face began to disintegrate, revealing the original face, which looked a little pale.

[Congratulations, you have completed a total of 89 B-level missions, current rating: two stars. ]

During the monsoon rain, I glanced at the prompt on the transparent panel and walked out of the capsule without emotion.

He hadn't talked much, so he started to narrate in a cold voice: "Prepare the mission log, the rock bird incident in 1396, the target person got on the train in Huanan County on December 13 of that year, passing through Huadong County, the number of trains X168, the number of companions 4, They are the main bosses of the Yanque incident, which are quite different from historical records, and are recommended to be revised."

The team members recorded them one by one.

Regardless of the monsoon rains before taking a breath, just after the matter was finished, a team member came up and said, "Mr. Ji, Director Lin is waiting for you outside again."

Helping his forehead during the rainy season, this incident caused him more headaches than the sequelae of time travel: "Here again?"

The team members were dumbfounded: "Knowing that you are back at this time, he has been guarding for half an hour."

When the monsoon rains went to the locker room to change his clothes, the head of the Ningcheng branch really pulled down the shelf and waited for him outside.

"Xiao Ji!" Minister Lin smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Congratulations! Another task has been completed, one step closer to the goal!"

During the rainy season, politely replied: "Thank you, Minister Lin."

Minister Lin enters the subject: "Young people, promising! How about? Have you considered the matter of going to Jiangcheng for support?"

During the rainy season: "I told you last time that I can't go."

Minister Lin didn't change his smile: "Oh, why are young people so stingy? You know, rumors, the content will change when they are passed on. You don't need to delay your future just because of a rumor."

During the rainy season, he calmly said, "No one helps me feed the cat."

The viciousness of modern people's addiction to cats has not been corrected for hundreds of years. A single young man in the monsoons had three cats in his family.

Everyone in the group listened to the corner, Mr. Andaoji had a good reason, and the rejection was good.

It’s not to blame everyone's indignation, it's really that the Jiangcheng branch is too bullying!

It is the same department under the sky time management system, and Jiangcheng and Ningcheng are in charge of different.

Jiangcheng has always been responsible for combating various crimes or disasters that may occur in the future. They are called "guardians" and use extreme combat methods when necessary, just to stifle the evil in the cradle.

Ningcheng has always been responsible for recording and restoring historical events, large and small in the past, and they are called "recorders."

This means that they only record history, never intervene, and do not even need a gun.

A week ago, a guardian of a certain team in the Jiangcheng branch who was in charge of observation was seriously injured. It just happened that there was a new task in the team, and such an important player was missing.

There is a carrot and a pit in the Tianqiong work system, and each team cannot immediately allocate manpower to support it. It is almost impossible to temporarily find a competent observer in all aspects. This is the thought of the above one, saying that there is such a person in the Ningcheng branch that can be seconded, so he issued a secondment order to transfer the person to Jiangcheng.

It is famous in the sky during the monsoon, and there are many rumors.

Legend has it that he has an excellent memory and is a nerd who is thirsty for knowledge. In what age, his home is full of paper books on all four walls, and there is no place to stay in chaos.

Legend has it that he has a peach blossom face and has no power to bind a chicken. The dignified man can't even unscrew the bottle cap.

Legend has it that he was timid, afraid to spend the night alone in the ministry, and even offered special treatment. He was the only one in the Quan Ningcheng branch who had never been on duty overnight.

…

Such all kinds.

Therefore, the detachment leader of the Jiangcheng branch who needs manpower is not happy, and publicly refuses: "What are you doing, can you be divided into a pure man who can fight? Brothers are going to sell their lives, and there is no need for a small person who can read quantum fluctuations. genius!"

This word quickly pierced thousands of miles away, in my ears during the monsoon rains.

During the monsoon rain, the order was immediately returned, saying: Not going anymore.

The leader can be as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Minister Lin sonorously said: "Hey, aren't they just three cats! Bring them to the ministry, and the people in the ministry will help you feed them! Three meals a day of dried fish, it doesn’t make a difference!”

Everyone behind the door: "???"

During the monsoon: "I am not satisfied with the water and soil."

Minister Lin: "I will arrange for you a special product of Ningcheng of the space car! What do you want!"

During the rainy season: "I recognize birth."

Minister Lin: "You only have to take care of the task, there is no need to bother to understand their illiterate group of people who look down on people!"

During the rainy season, his thin lips moved: "I am gay."

The people behind the door: "!!!"

Minister Lin was struck by lightning: "Xiao Ji, Xiao Ji, you..."

During the monsoon rains, he calmly used his big move and said calmly: "When I go to a place where the proportion of men has increased sharply, I am worried that I can't control my feelings, develop undesirable relationships, and undermine the environmental harmony of the Jiangcheng branch."

Without waiting for the leader to persuade him, he nodded to the leader during the cruel and unfeeling Monsoon, and turned away quite obediently.

Hidden merit and fame.

Unexpectedly, Minister Lin spoke again: "Xiao, Xiao Ji."

The other party is his leader no matter how, his father's old friend.

During the monsoon rains, I had to stand still and turned back helplessly: "Minister."

Director Lin looks different, but he is indeed a leader who has seen the big scene. He has restored his leadership style. He said, "That's right, don't worry about this. The captain named Song is... deeply homophobic, by the way. ,...Their whole team is homophobic."

During the rainy season: "..."

The rainy season in Ningcheng came.

The news spread quickly throughout the Jiangcheng branch and caused a commotion.

In the holographic training field, the team members in question expressed their nervousness.

"Really here?! The psychological endurance is really good!"

"It's really here! I saw it from a distance just now, it looks very good-looking, and its temperament looks like a filmmaker."

Everyone looked at each other, and for a long time came an embroidered pillow.

The youngest player comforted his teammates and said: "Oh, it doesn't matter, just a few of us can play. It's a big deal, and you can take care of the point when you come back."

"Yes, don't mention this before Team Song, have you forgotten that you are old?"

"Is this person the same as Old Yu Neng?"

"Old Yu has received special training somehow."

The observer in the team was old and seriously injured in the team and is still unconscious in the hospital.

"Then, that doesn't have to be too pessimistic. Didn't you say that he is really good-looking at least, and we usually look pleasing to the eye. Isn't it still good?"

"Fucking good points, do you know why he is coming again suddenly?"

"In order to lie down with us to win the A-level mission, how to get a star rating?"

"Fart." Someone interjected angrily. "If he says he has no fighting power, he won't come, if he is an embroidered pillow, he won't come, if we are homophobic in the team, he will come. People don't know if they are coming to face us. Battle, I still have to prove my charm!"

Everyone sucked in cold air.

"Grass" one after another.

To this group of straight soldiers, the person who is coming seems to be a scourge.

A small-eyed inch was really worried: "It's over, this kind of person is generally not very picky, what if you like me? My family has three generations of singles—"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a severe thud in the back of his head.

Just listen to the familiar male voice from behind: "Did you forget to look in the mirror when you went out this morning?"

The young man who had just entered the training room had a handsome face, long eyebrows into his temples, and a temperament as sharp as an ice-hardened blade.

He is very tall, his black combat uniform outlines a perfect body line, plus a pair of neat long legs, he is born with a sense of pressure that is hard to ignore.

Cuntou hugged his head, crying sadly: "Team Song."

Everyone laughed.

Song Qinglan's eyes swept the group of fish catchers, her black eyes were like a cold pool, but with an unconcealed bandit spirit.

He spoke again, only lazily saying: "Where is the person?"

The author has something to say:

Hard-core "brain supplement sci-fi", the background years are all overhead, can not withstand the elegant.

Summary: At first glance, it is not a serious text, just be happy.