Chapter 1149

This experienced soldier didn't have too much memory for the peaceful time, so he quickly took back his eyes and said to Anyang, "then, your majesty, I will go."

Anyang nodded and didn't speak.

"Brush!"

The sky forest has turned into a white light and disappeared in the house.

Then Huang Ju.

He not only experienced the cataclysm of the doomsday world and survived, but also joined the army of Huaibei base long before the establishment of Huaibei empire. He fought against the zombie tide and suppressed the mob with iron blood. No matter whether the zombie was human or not, he could be regarded as killing countless people, and his mind was far stronger than that of ordinary people.

Looking at the task panel in his sight, he was only a little confused and had no worries.

Task world: Independence Day 2: make a comeback (origin world)

task executor: Huang Ju (level 0 mercenary)

task objective: capture the alien queen alive with a biological catcher; acquire the technology of alien civilization;

task success: obtain task reward: Kara magic secret scroll * 2, forbidden charm scroll * 1, blood strengthening potion * 1

task failure: no punishment

Task time: wait for the executor's confirmation within 24 hours, and open it forcibly after 24 hours. He pondered for a while, and saluted Anyang: "Your Majesty, I'm going too."

"Well."

"Brush!"

In a flash of white light, he disappeared into the room.

Anyang sips her mouth, stands up from the sofa, reaches for the void, and the whole room swings a circle of water waves. All the furniture emerges out of nothing.

He turned and looked at the French window. It seemed that the rain was a little bit light, but it was still intermittent.

Suddenly, bang!!

The French windows seem to be hit by some heavy objects. They suddenly open, and Anyang's figure disappears from the room the next second.

The branches of a tree outside the window shook, and the accumulated raindrops suddenly fell, splashing a flower on the mossy bluestone board, but it was only a flash in the pan, and no one could see its brilliance.

Jinguan, downtown.

Cars come and go, no one stops except taxi.

Because of the rain, there is usually no business in the small shops on the street. The bustling city seems a little cold. People with umbrellas are in a hurry. They don't pay attention to whether passers-by passing by look back on their past lives. What they care about is when the rain stops and whether it will rain tomorrow. If they are late for work, how much will be deducted from their full attendance, how much money will be left in this month, and how much credit card and spending will be next month.

"Mortal, mortal!"

A man walked in the street with scattered steps. He was also a rare man without an umbrella. The rain drenched his black jacket and long sleeved shirt. His clothes and pants were tightly attached to his body. His hair was drooping and his eyes were dazed.

That remark just came from him.

"PATA!"

He stepped into a puddle and splashed.

But he didn't know how to move on, step by step stepping into the puddle, because his shoes were already full of water.

The rain washed the streets clean, and washed his shoes out of their original colors - a pair of black leather shoes that had been degummed in some places, a brand that had never heard of before. The front part of the shoes had long folds, and the leather began to fall off.

"People, life, busy. You are a worthless waste. After so many years of hard work, none of what you said has come true. No wonder she looks down on you. No wonder her brother is not willing to help you when you are in trouble. No wonder you are in such a situation... " The man mumbled with feeble steps until he passed the crossroads and came to a bridge. He held the railing and looked under the bridge.

Jiuqu River presents green color, so deep that it can't see the bottom, and raindrops make a circle of ripples on the river - he thought he could see his reflection from the river, but he didn't.

Only the ripples of raindrops, one after another.

Facing the river, he continued to talk to himself.

"What's the use of you? After graduation for so many years, I have achieved nothing, not even a stable job. My classmates and friends buy houses, buy cars and get married. You can't even keep the girl who followed you from university to now. What else can you do? "

"Ha ha, ha ha..."

"Fate makes people, fate makes people!"

The smile of self mockery hung on the man's face, and he suddenly recalled the high spirits of the University. But the closest thing to him was the sarcastic face of the chairman called by the old students at last year's students' meeting with a joking tone. And last week, I found out the chat record of my girlfriend's infidelity for eight years, but I scolded her for nothing.

Yes, she was right.

I didn't give her anything.

In addition to the University gave her happiness, at that time, she was the vice president of the student union, proud of flying, she is also the goddess in many people's hearts, talented and beautiful, I don't know how many people envy. But after she was born into the society, she was frustrated many times. After so many years, she still lived a hard life and didn't give her anything.Think of here, the color of man's mouth corner mocks is more thick.

No wonder she flirts with others on the Internet!

What's more, he never thought that the man was her classmate with her own university!

Break up, of course, but he is still unwilling to do so, still hope to be able to write like those novels, there will be an opportunity to change their lives, and then they will counter attack, will let everyone look at each other.

Unfortunately, this opportunity did not come.

Never came.

And he only waited for the news that his parents died in a car accident, that moment was like a thunderbolt! Cursory home for his parents, but later generations, he rushed back to work, but even so, the boss or because he asked for too much leave and dismissed him, which means that he cut off the financial resources, the rest of the money in hand can not even pay the rent next month, let alone eat.

Fate is really fooling people!

The man narrowed his eyes and looked a little trance.

Suddenly, he saw that the rain on the river under the bridge stopped, there were no ripples, the water became calm and clear, and gradually a figure emerged.

The man has no energy to see other places, and no time to pay attention to the fact that the rain is still falling. He is numb and allows the cold rain to hit his back. He only looks at the water surface and sees that the figure becomes clear little by little, but not his own appearance.

He was stunned, trying to open his eyes, but he couldn't see the man clearly.

At the same time, a voice sounded in his ear --

"some people are poor and have a miserable life, so they always think that fate is fooling themselves. When they see other people's prosperity, they think that it is a gift from fate. It's just that I'm incompetent and dare not face the bleak life directly, so I make up a lie to deceive myself and make up a ridiculous fate that controls everything but just can't live with myself. Maybe I can feel at ease in this way. "

"Who are you?"

"You still have energy to care who I am. It seems that you haven't reached the time when you have no desire for the world!"

"What do you know!" I always do better than others, I do everything better than others, I work harder than others, I do more than others, I finish better than others, but there are always people taking shortcuts, and the unlucky one is always me! It's not my fault! Only this society can be blamed! I can only blame the fate of this bastard! "

"In fact, fate is fair to everyone. It doesn't have the energy to fool you. Maybe you are just a chance to prove yourself. Maybe you are a waste. No matter what, you can't make a great progress."

"Opportunity? I've met countless opportunities, but they've all been taken away by those who have something to do with them. "

"Now that the opportunity has come to you, are you willing to fight hard to hold it, to impress those who once insulted you and betrayed you, or are you afraid to move forward and continue to be a waste?" A piece of parchment with rough texture suddenly came down from the sky, like the blown garbage, and fell in front of the man.

"Here What the devil are you! "

"Look at the contents of the paper, sign your name on it, and you can change the fate of this bastard."

"I Why should I sign it! "

"Don't you already feel bored in this life? Don't you want to impress your ex girlfriend, old classmates and your brother? Don't you want those who betray you to regret? Don't you want to fight against the fate of this fucker? In that case, what are you afraid of Or do you just say those words just now? On the one hand, you are not willing to be so ordinary, not willing to be fooled by your fate, but you are willing to accept its manipulation? "

"Of course not! I I just want to ask what this is? This I I'm not dreaming, am I? " Finally, the man turned around and began to look around in a hurry, but he found that it was still raining around, but the river under the bridge was as smooth as a mirror.

"I Are you hallucinating? "

"You're sober now, and it's just an opportunity to be strong enough to fight against the fate of this fucker."

“……”

The man is speechless.

Perhaps, over the years, he has been used to this, has been used to ordinary and mediocre self.

He was silent for a long time, sometimes staring at the invisible figure on the river, sometimes turning his head to look around, until he found that the pedestrians around him completely ignored the difference on the river, even ignored himself, and finally made up his mind.

"I'll sign it!"

He said it with his teeth clenched, and took a piece of paper.

The top half of the paper is painted with some twisted symbols. The ink used is very strange, which makes these symbols have some three-dimensional sense, like an orderly arranged insect.

And the following is Chinese. It says that if you become a space-time mercenary, you need to drop blood on paper to take effect.

He held the paper, his hands trembled slightly, even his palms were soaked with sweat, but he did not move for a long time.

For a long time, he lowered his head again and his voice trembled:"Well, excuse me Do you have a pen? "

“…… Sorry! "

A pen appeared to him out of thin air.

The man was stunned again. Finally, he didn't hesitate to brush the paper twice and sign his name. Then he closed his mouth and sucked hard, spitting out a bloody saliva on the paper -

"bah!"

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