‘Gada’

From this second, time has stopped.

Leng Shuang who was already asleep on the big bed... The posture of just about to turn over stopped at the moment of the micro probe, and the notebook on the desk also stopped the sound of the machine running.

Outside the door, a hotel staff member who was cleaning the corridors was now like a puppet actor doing a silent performance, keeping his waist motionless.

From this moment on, time was frozen in the moment after Gu Zheng passed through.

As Gu Zheng opened his eyes again, the hot afternoon sun swayed on his body, making himself pant with the excessive heat like a fish leaving the surface of the water.

Hot, this is too hot.

Could it be said that he has traveled to the vicinity of the Flame Mountain, and finally, like a dream, has become a vicissitudes and story-telling swordsman in the desert yellow sand?

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng felt a joy in his heart, and subconsciously looked at the environment of the world he was in.

It doesn't matter who thinks it, it doesn't matter if he sees it, it's a little too unexpected.

There is no environment that the martial arts world should have here.

The asphalt road that was about to be roasted under his feet, and the bustling streets of cars, motorcycles and bicycles back and forth next to him, reminded him all the time, this is definitely not what Xiaowangshu had initially speculated, it was a A copy of the world of martial arts.

Then, the problem followed.

Not martial arts, what is it?

‘Dididi’

When Gu Zheng was about to find Xiao Wangshu and ask about the specific situation, an alarm sounded in his mind.

A line of bright red characters appeared before his eyes.

Countdown to the end of the world: 23:23:23...

Grandma!

This is the result of your data analysis. This is the martial arts world that you have promised.

Laugh and forget the book?

Don't pretend to be dead, get out of here and explain!

But who came up with the idea, before Gu Zheng was mad, an uncontrollable memory rushed towards him like a tide.

The life of a super salted fish who is more than fifty years old is like a revolving lantern passing by at high speed before his eyes.

Let Gu Zheng see the helpless life of a petty citizen living at the bottom, as well as his helpless and painful struggle and cry before his death.

Yes, before dying.

This was the first client that Gu Zheng met who didn't want to live anymore. He exchanged a long and prosperous life in exchange for being able to die without worries.

And this Uncle Salted Fish, who should have lived to be 88 years old, used his long life, nearly forty years in the future, in exchange for the promise of someone who had inherited his wish.

His request is very simple, using the last forty years in exchange for another person's last five years of happiness and smooth time.

And this man is his old mother, an old man who stayed alone in a small village in his hometown.

An old man who worried about him all his life, raised him by himself, watched him marry a wife and have children, watched him busy, but didn't have a good day.

The greatest mother who lived all her heart for herself, but in the last few years of her life, had to work hard for his unsatisfied and hopeless son, and passed away sadly.

All of this gave the numb man too much shock.

The son wanted to support and didn't wait for the relatives, this kind of emotion that I felt after losing the most precious relatives, suddenly overwhelmed the mind of this muddled and living man.

It reminded him that he had lived a life full of excitement, surging, and ambition.

And it’s this unrealistic fantasy that made him ignore the feelings of the most important people around him, so that the old mother, who has managed to raise him up, has to undertake piecemeal work and silently subsidize him. Support his son's daily life.

And his failed marriage, the son of a white-eyed wolf who had no conscience like him, might be the greatest punishment for himself as a brute.

After his mother passed away, when he looked around blankly, he couldn't find anyone who could confide in his sorrow.

Such a life, such a world, what is the meaning of being alive?

If it can be done again, since the moment the old mother passed away, it was the day when he went on the road with him.

Lest he in this world, after losing the person who loves him the most, is still experiencing the days of struggling, he still has to feel the boundless loneliness.

Gu Zheng, who was forced to read all his memories, came to his senses at the moment when the client's soul dissipated in the air.

He stared at the utterly clean sky where the soul-dispersing client had long since disappeared, and the trembling Laughing Forgotten Book in his mind that hadn't been triggered yet, and he sighed softly.

"Okay, this one is really miserable."

"The bigger the world, the heavier the task."

A person who left the mess and begged for death, if it weren’t for the reason that his request touched the softest nerve deep in Gu Zheng’s heart, now he would immediately pick up his son and let himself go... …Let this mission fail.

But now, Gu Zheng intends to take over this task for the old man who has never covered his face.

Because he knew that at this time he could return to the real world regardless of his care, but the old mother, who was abandoned by everyone, knew that her son was dead, afraid that even the last five years would not be possible. Keep going.

Because the countdown to the thorny red is still in progress.

Just after the moment of stupefaction, it has struggled backwards for more than ten seconds.

So, let's hurry up and prepare for the future life in this world that is about to usher in the beginning of the end times.

And the first thing he had to do was to throw the barreled mineral water he was carrying behind him back on the tricycle, and let his old waist rest for a while.

Yes, the client of this world is a waterman at a water station.

Thanks to the strong blessings that the old mother has fed him since childhood, the physical fitness of people in middle age is quite good.

Carrying two large buckets of bottled water, I only panted slightly when I walked out 50 meters away, carrying a bucket of water to climb six floors, and there was no problem with sore waist and leg pain.

And thanks to this physical job, he was able to pay for the tuition of his prodigal son's Pheasant University.

Yes, the client of this world also has a huge baby son who is just nineteen this year and just in his sophomore year.

The college entrance examination results have not even touched the side of a specialist, and I am unwilling to listen to the advice of my client. I learn a chef and excavator profession in a provincial town close to my home.

He lacks interest even in the tailoring skills handed down from the family.

In his son's eyes, that dirt and broken village is not a place where promising young people like him can stay for long.

So, all of his ingenuity was used to find the way for himself who failed.

It just so happened that a friend of a fox friend in the school had a relative in the capital city who was unable to fight.

From the words of the people over there, it turns out that there is another kind of private university in this world.

Look, how tall and big, in foreign countries, the most prestigious schools are private universities.

People like us must also have the right to be educated, and to go to this university.

Without even thinking about it, Gu Feifei packed up all the messy materials he had after graduating from high school and took it home.

By the way, I sent a resume about myself to the admissions office of a private university far away in the capital city.

Then, just a short week later, a letter of acceptance called the College of Business and Technology was delivered to Gu Feifei.

Let this child who can't see the situation clearly is called a beauty.

Shaking this notice, he rushed to the tailor shop where Gu Zheng was located.

Then he was taken aback by the tailor father, who had also been outside, but had never stepped out of the small village since the divorce.

Is this the letter of admission from the capital?

My baby can go to school in the metropolis?

But ~lightnovelpub.net~ his score is obviously not enough for the three colleges in the small town he belongs to.

What does it mean to be private?

Then, Gu Feifan's glib tongue played a considerable role again.

He explained the difference between self-study exam and formal university degree to Gu Zheng, who is very hopeful in his heart.

And the degree of recognition in the society and the proportion of gold content.

In the end, this Gu Zheng, who also had a dream of getting ahead, gritted his teeth and made a decision.

superior!

Smashing the pot and selling iron are also on.

But at the beginning, after he divorced Gu Feifei's mother who was too poor and loves the rich, he returned to his hometown alone and grew up with his old mother pulling the child together.

This tailor shop, which he opened in the village with his own craftsmanship, was fine in the early years. Those who made suits, coats, and even wedding dresses passed through his hands.

But with the passage of time and economic progress, more people in the village have become accustomed to spending less money to buy clothes in cheaper factories.

Although the clothes made without the materials that I pull by myself are strong and durable.

But it can't stand up to the current fashion trends and change quite quickly.

The clothes of a season may not have been worn to the end, so a new look is passed on.

Those bargains of inferior quality, even if you throw them away, don’t feel distressed.

But if you spend a lot of money to buy good materials, after this is out of date, it is one thing to be reluctant to lose the bottom of the box, but it is another thing to feel sorry for the money.

As a result, the business of Gu Zheng's tailor shop is getting lighter and lighter, and the number of customers patronizes less and less.

If it weren't for some skewers, fattening and fine-tuning work, Gu Zheng's craftsmanship would be needed.

I'm afraid this shop could close its doors a long time ago.