Diary of the World in Chapter 5
After saying goodbye to Aunt Hong and the others.

Chen Jing took his backpack and left the dormitory of Baigang Factory.

During his brief contact with the mother and son before, he probably already figured out what his identity is in this world.

simply put.

His identity in the other world is a "student master" who graduated from elementary school at the young age of 22.

Although he didn't choose to continue his studies in junior high school later on, this solid elementary school diploma is still enough, at least in the eyes of Aunt Hong and the others, Chen Jing is considered a top student.

As Aunt Hong said.

In this world, he also has a grandfather.

Yes.

I don't know if it's a bloody coincidence or there is some connection between the outside world and the inside world.

In this world, his grandfather is also called Chen Bofu.

"So just sort it out..."

"I graduated from the Experimental Elementary School of 'Yongye Market', and I also have a grandfather named Chen Bofu, who usually supports the family by teaching students extra lessons, and is preparing for the kindergarten education qualification exam...a very simple identity."

"This world seems to have no logic at all, and it seems to have some logic. Aunt Hong and her son are crazy, but maybe they are normal in this world..."

"These so-called 'aboriginal' creatures call themselves humans, and they have the ability to heal themselves. At least Aunt Hong and Nuonuo have..."

Chen Jing rubbed his eyes, and continued to analyze in his heart.

"The candidates' information was mentioned on the light curtain before, and the words 'all' and 'every' were used several times. Can it be considered that... other than me, other people should be drawn into this Is there an exam?"

Chen Jing stood at the station at the intersection of Laojie and waited for the 301 bus, flicking his fingers lightly on the corner of his clothes, his eyes resting on the moon in the sky.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky have dispersed with the piercing evening wind, and the moon that has been hidden in the clouds has been slowly revealed.

Although Chen Jing was too surprised to speak when he saw "it" for the first time, but now he gets used to it after watching it for a long time, and even finds it quite charming.

Yes.

The moon in the inner world is very similar to the moon in the outer world.

But there are some differences.

Although they all have the characteristics of being clear and bright, which is better than white jade.

but……

The moon in the other world is dozens of times larger than the moon seen in the real world.

And it's alive.

At first glance, it looks like a spherical creature emitting white light floating in the sky.

no nose.

no ears.

There is only one horrible one eye.

There is also a mouth that spans almost the entire length of the Moon's equator.

That mouth is like an abyss that has been torn open on the surface of the moon, and it is full of sharp and dense teeth that seem to be made of dark moon rocks.

And that one eye...

Much like a bloodshot human eyeball.

The whites of the eyes, which were turbid and rust-colored, revealed a softness that did not belong to moon rocks.

The iris is also bloodshot.

Pupils constricted as if staring at something.

Chen Jing found that when the one eye of the moon was turning, its mouth would also squirm slightly.

As if talking about something.

But Chen Jing reckoned that nine times out of ten it wasn't saying anything good.

Because that one-eyed gaze has only one word to describe it.

vicious.

Perhaps the 'moon' was there when the world was first born.

It hangs high in the sky forever, overlooking this crazy world condescendingly.

As if the world is just a funny joke in its eyes.

It has grinned its mouth across the equator from beginning to end, unabashedly showing a mocking smile to the world.

The car is coming.

Chen Jing looked at the end of the long street with his backpack on his back, and saw a blood-red bus with the license plate "301" swaying left and right towards the station.

Accompanied by the screeching sound of brakes, the tires of the bus rubbed against the ground, forcing out a mark at least 20 meters long, and finally stopped in front of Chen Jing with a flick of its tail.

The moment the door opened, Chen Jing walked up with his bag on his back, then took out the bus card from his pocket and tried to swipe it.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the beep.

"Kari is really rich..."

Chen Jing took back the bus card, silently glanced at the empty seats in the car, and went straight to sit down when he saw that there was still room in the back row.

This bus pass was found out of the backpack.

That's right.

There are many good things in the backpack that Nuonuo's child "returned" to Chen Jing, at least very helpful for his current situation.

A travel card.

an ID card.

a wallet.

A bunch of keys with an access card.

Finally... a diary.

Before at Aunt Hong's house, she didn't have the opportunity to check these things carefully, and she had to pay attention to the surrounding movement when walking on the road, so Chen Jing didn't have the heart to open the bag and check carefully until he got in the car and sat down to make sure there was no threat around him.

The first thing he took out was the diary.

Before opening the diary, he carefully looked around again.

The car has only the driver and two passengers besides him.

The appearance of these aborigines is similar to Nuonuo, at least they don't look as scary as Aunt Hong, and they have nothing to do with monsters.

They didn't seem to be interested in Chen Jing.

The driver was driving intently from beginning to end, while the other two passengers were sleeping against the window with their eyes closed, just like those office workers in the real world who are exhausted and come home from overtime work.

"There are still eleven stops..." Chen Jing glanced at the route map on the stop sign, thinking that he should not go wrong.

Because before leaving the house, he heard Aunt Hong urging him to hurry up, saying that bus 301 was about to close.

The 301 road in her mouth.

It's the one Chen Jing is sitting in now.

And the name of the station where you get off is consistent with the address on your ID card.

Both Zucchini Crossing - Dunwich Street.

Ok……

So this Chinese and Western name, is it serious?

Chen Jing yawned and leaned against the car window to open the first page of the diary.

"7.10: The notebook sent by Nuonuo said that it can be used to write a diary, but I don't think there is anything to write... Forget it, let's write it."

"7.15: I seem to have forgotten to write a diary again, but there was really nothing to write about in the past few days, except that my grandfather opened the head of the dog security downstairs in the unit and made me go home to wash clothes. There is basically nothing to commemorate ..."

"July 7.16: Manager Sun of the community property came to us, and he was going to let grandpa take over the post of a security guard, because there was only one security guard in the community. The kind that Yue hasn't weaned yet... (I heard from grandpa that they are relatives of Manager Sun, no wonder they look so similar)"

"7.16pm: Grandpa got into a quarrel with the people from the property management. I didn't watch him and ate a few more people... I really don't understand, what's good for people?"

"At 7.16:20 on the night of July 11: Manager Sun of the property came to the house to argue with his grandfather, saying that he can understand that the old comrades do not understand their work, but it is a bit too much if they do not understand the organizational difficulties."

"7.16 night at 20:15: Grandpa told Manager Sun to get out of here, and then started swearing (it was really filthy, all the filthy things in the unit building covered their ears and ran out so filthy, I couldn't stand it anymore )."

"7.16:20 on the night of July 17: Manager Sun was scolded and cried, ah, no, only one head was scolded and cried, and the other head was still arguing with grandpa and saying something I couldn't understand, what...you What are you doing so loudly! Scold again! Can you have a better attitude!"

"At 7.16:21 on the night of July 00: Manager Sun ran away with one head on his head, and the other head was stewed by grandpa, who said he wanted to make up my brain... use a dog's brain to make up for me, is grandpa scolding me?"

"7.16 night at 21:05: The window of my house was smashed, and the glass was broken in the living room. I ran over to see that it was a brick thrown by Manager Sun downstairs. He turned around and ran away after throwing it. His hand is so strong Slot... this is the sixteenth floor!"

"7.16 night at 21:10: There is an extra head in the pot. I don't want to eat any of them. I let my grandpa eat them all."

"7.17: Grandpa was called away by the property company in the morning. When he came back, he said that he was the new property manager and the only gold medal security guard in the community. Then he stood at the gate of the community with a baton, and gave a stick to anyone who came in and out. He said it was early. I just thought about the addiction of beating up the owner..."

"7.17 night at 23:[-]: I suddenly found that writing a diary is quite interesting, but it feels like time passes faster... the day after tomorrow is grandpa's birthday again!"

"July 7.18 at 9:10 a.m.: I secretly ordered my grandfather's favorite viscera-flavored birthday cake, and I will hide it in the refrigerator. Get your work done..."

"7.18:4 p.m. on July [-]: Today's psychiatric treatment is over. The doctor said that my suspicion is correct. I just have abnormal brain. I guess it is schizophrenia, that is, the left half of the brain is separated from the right half of the brain, so he is going to take The blender performed my craniotomy and said that it would be cured by mixing the brain tissue, can I trust him?"

"7.18 at 4:30 p.m.: Grandpa rushed over after receiving my consultation call, then slapped Dr. Pok twice, and then stuck a blender into his nostrils and stirred for more than half an hour... It seems that Dr. Pok You can no longer see a doctor for me."

"7.18 at 5:[-] p.m.: Grandpa went back, he said I'm not sick, let me not think about it, but I just don't think I'm normal... I seem to be really sick."

"7.18 at 19 o'clock in the evening: Why is there still traffic jam? I have to go to make up lessons for Nuonuo in a while. I think I will be late. I heard that Aunt Hong made me delicious food...but I don't really like it."

"I don't like cannibalism, and I don't like killing people."

"I don't like to quarrel, and I don't like to fight."

"I feel that everyone is very strange. Why do you think that killing people is normal, or that I am really sick and sick... Forget it, it's grandpa's birthday tomorrow, and you have to be with him well. After these things Say it again!"

"By the way, I won't tell grandpa about the headaches in the past few days, so as not to worry him, but... is what grandpa said true?"

"Am I really not sick?"

"Or am I really crazy?"

"It doesn't matter, celebrate grandpa's birthday first, I'm not sick, I'm not sick... I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick..."

So far, the diary is over.

Chen Jing closed his notebook with a complicated expression, and glanced at the electronic clock in the car.

7.19 number.

That is to say...

Until the day before he came to the examination room, the diary continued.

So this is my soul transmigrated into the examination room?
Or did I replace the original position of "Chen Jing"?
Chen Jing sighed, flicking his fingers lightly on the diary.

"I didn't expect me in the other world to be a 'lunatic'..."

(End of this chapter)

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