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Chapter 555
Following Zhu Chongba in the pictures on both sides of the time-space passage, he closed the book in his hand, walked out of the study room to wash up, and was about to go to bed.

This time the system was passed to them, and the related follow-up about the mission world is basically over.

That's not entirely true, because there are still some team members who have gained some other information.

For example, what the singers are more concerned about is the origin of their old Feng family ancestors.

Under the order of Empress Maude, all the Dongchang fans finally came to a conclusion after years of research and research.

Then just outside the city of Kaifeng, a portion of the tombs of the cemetery where the singer was burned was burned.

The specific content of it was transmitted to the little brother's mind one second before the singer officially returned to the modern plane, and it was considered a fulfillment of a wish.

In this way, all the netizens returned to the modern plane one by one, and ushered in a wonderful rest period...

In a burst of space distortion, Fan Xiaoli, that is, Fan Zhu, a rookie, a serious chef from New Oriental, instinctively closed his eyes.

After he opened his eyes again, he could immediately find himself lying in the rented room, on that bed that was definitely not that big and comfortable.

There is not much furniture in the room, and the chef's uniform with a little oil stain and smell of oily smoke is hung behind the door.

Trash cans that haven’t been thrown out for a while, kicked far away when they were taken off, shoes scattered in the corners, clothes that have accumulated for a few days, and the combination of the above, resulting in the smell.

In short, everything in front of me is so familiar.

If it weren't for my originally 170 catties, slightly puffy body, my arms and chest would be full of muscle lumps at a glance.

Even on the lower abdomen, there is a clear vest line.

Most importantly, on the other side of the bed were two garbage bags full of trophies that were said to keep people from worrying about money for ten lifetimes, which made him clearly realize one point:
Yes, that's right!Dude really hit the jackpot.

After 23 years of salting fish, he was suddenly selected by the system and went to the end of the Northern Song Dynasty 900 years ago.

Although the process of carrying out the mission was full of indescribable dangers, it also had an incomparably unique new experience.

What the hell!Let if he is in the part-time kitchen, there are only a few people like himself who can't command.

But in the mission world, there are tens of thousands of people under him.

Under my own order, if you tell them to go east, they dare not go west, and if you tell them to catch dogs, you can't grind chickens. That's how awesome it is to ask a heifer to go to heaven.

The point is, the personal strength has skyrocketed, and the loot that can't be spent in ten lifetimes has been obtained. It's completely changed the fate, isn't it?
In the end, after reminiscing about those beautiful days as Fan Xianggong in the mission world, he couldn't help sighing:
"What the hell! It's really like a dream, a dream that people don't want to wake up from..."

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Because in the system space, I ate a full hot pot meal with everyone, so that now, I am not hungry at all.

He even took a shower to feel better about opening the blind box, so he saved himself the need to wash up when he came back.

Therefore, even if I was thinking about resigning, I didn't think about what to do for a while.

On the contrary, it was very boring, so I just continued to work and lived the life of ordinary people, so as not to let my spirit have any post-war reactions.

Fan Zhu decided to continue working as his cook.

A cook who bought the restaurant and the proprietress together in case he got annoyed.

With this in mind, he glanced at the time on his phone, only to find that it was almost four o'clock, and Fan Zhu didn't dare to stay up late anymore.

After changing into a pair of clean trousers, he planned to sleep shirtless.

Otherwise, at ten o'clock tomorrow, I have to go to the kitchen to prepare Chinese food. If I haven't slept for a few hours, I won't be very energetic when I go to work.

It was only after going through a system mission, the Shame of Jingkang, a mission involving a battle of millions of people and the belonging of a planet.

For a while, Fan Zhu couldn't really fall asleep.

After closing my eyes, I tossed and turned on the bed for 10, [-], and [-] minutes, but I couldn't fall asleep at all.

Everything that I experienced in the mission world, as well as some of the subsequent situations I saw, kept flashing like a revolving lantern in the head of this guy who was essentially just a fat house.

Or proud, or happy, or sad and angry.

All of the above, after being intertwined continuously, made this guy's spirit more and more excited.

Distraught, this serious cook from New Oriental simply sat up from the bed and picked up the cell phone thrown by the pillow.

This is when he suddenly thought that he hadn't played games for more than a year.

Since you can't fall asleep, let's sleep on the wool, and get up quickly to have a good time.

So soon after, he boarded the "King" game, and without even thinking about it, he chose Sun Ce, the tank hero he is best at.

It's just that after a short time, he just felt that the game was playing, and it was a little bit boring.

Because compared to the world of missions, when I was fighting with the Jinren, there was a real scene where people screamed, blood and flesh flew, and even I was constantly injured, and even died in battle.

The current scene of such a game character fighting is simply not exciting for him.

"Break the game, it's boring~" Out of his mouth, Fan Zhu forced himself to retreat.

He didn't worry about the platform's punishment at all, because he knew that he would look down on such fake games for a long time to come.

Under the boredom, he finally remembered that he didn't seem to add Hu Biao's V signal until now.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly started working on his mobile phone according to his own memory, and sent an application to add friends to Hu Biao's number.

Unexpectedly, at such a time, Hu Biao was still asleep after rushing to the street.

After passing the application almost in seconds, he was pulled into a group called 'Xuan Ge Ying'.

It was only when he went in that he didn't even have time to change his name, and then he said hello to a group of teammates and got a three to five yuan red envelope.

He was surprised to find that it wasn't just Hu Biao who didn't sleep. Everyone in the team counted as one, and it seemed that none of them slept.

Because in a short period of time, there were many messages flashing in front of my eyes, and everyone was in a frenzy.

After a general look, the main reason is that the singer, the owner of the factory, is showing off the rich background of their old Feng family, and he has this kind of attitude that our ancestors have also been rich.

I only heard the way the singer used his voice, and his smug tone began to show off:

"According to the information from Dongchang's investigation and research, as well as some inferences I personally made in combination with the family tree.

Our old Feng's family is quite complicated. It wasn't Feng's surname at first, because it was a branch of Ying's surname in the Great Qin Kingdom.

Between him and the first emperor, he was an old cousin who hadn't been out of five clothes, and he was definitely a prince.

It's a pity that after the death of the Qin Dynasty, they moved to Jin Province incognito, where they thrived for a period of time and evolved into multiple branches.

At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, the collateral branch stayed in Shanhe and other four provinces, while the main branch moved to the south; celebrities such as Feng Yuxiang and Feng Zicai appeared respectively.

In the mission world, it is even more awesome.

Under the call of the Song court, they moved all the way north, developed and controlled a large area of ​​territory, and successfully integrated Mongolian, Manchu and other tribes.

Feng Zicai, who later conquered the Gallic chicken, is said to have risen quickly because of my fame. "

It's a pity that the proud words from the singer's mouth were only out of the mouth, and it didn't take long for the other team members in the group to be unhappy.

Or, put it another way.

The 5000-year-old civilization of planting flowers is so splendid. After so many years of long history, it can be successfully passed down. None of the ancestors present here have ever been rich.

"Ahem, in Ban Chao's mission, didn't everyone call me Uncle Liu Huang.

Don't say it!This is really the case. After I went back, I called and asked the old people in the family. They said that our lineage is after Liu Xiu, and I belong to the XX generation. "

This is Xu Feng, whose real name is Liu Bo, directly threw a bomb.

Then, Er Pang, the contractor, also said lightly:
"Brother's surname is Meng, Meng of the way of Confucius and Mencius, you can guess the specific origin, guess boldly~"

In short, in the ensuing time, the team group became a large-scale display scene; what these guys said, their ancestors were more powerful than each other.

Seeing this, Fan Zhu immediately laughed out loud.

I am extremely grateful for the fact that I decided to join the team at the beginning...

(End of this chapter)