Daily life in the courtyard

Wei Ping'an felt like he had when the snake god left again.

He 'saw' the film.

This time he not only stretched out his hand, but his whole body floated out.

Then, he saw densely packed balls that looked like endless ones.

Under the film, there must be different parallel worlds.

Wei Pingan turned around and looked at the way he came.

The direction he came out from was also the position closest to him. The same spherical world stood out of thin air.

Wei Ping'an wanted to continue exploring and researching, but suddenly felt in a trance.

An inexplicable feeling of heart palpitations emerged.

He understood subconsciously.

If you are still so hesitant and don't choose a space membrane to penetrate it.

His consciousness is in great danger.

Even the risk of death.

In a hurry, Wei Ping'an chose a sphere closest to his previous parallel world.

Always stay with me.

What if the longer you stay, the more energy you consume and the inability to recover would be a problem.

Since there is always one to enter.

The external characteristics are all exactly the same, so apart from luck, there is really nothing to choose from.

Wei Ping'an took one step into the new film industry.

What kind of world is this?

Could it be the modern world that I came from?

Or like the magic, mythology, fantasy, supernatural powers, etc. that I read in the imaginative online novels in my first life...

The mood was complicated, but Wei Pingan was not relaxed at all.

The moment he stepped in, he felt a faint suction.

Then as consciousness fell, the suction force became stronger and stronger.

It was as if he had fallen from a height of ten thousand feet.

But it has a clear and fixed goal.

Then, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and the surrounding environment became blurred and distorted.

at the last minute.

Wei Pingan clearly felt that his consciousness fell into a noisy city.

Another second.

Wei Ping'an completely lost consciousness.

He passed out.

I do not know how long it has been.

Wei Pingan opened his eyes.

He felt that he was lying on the bed.

There are spider-hooked webs in the corners of the house, and the wooden window lattice is inlaid with a few pieces of tofu glass, giving off a faint light.

Turning to look out the window, the sky had just brightened.

This scene……

It feels so familiar.

Get up, open the door and go out.

The house number is No. 95, Nanluogu Lane, and the courtyard is No. 43 in the neighborhood.

Middle courtyard, east wing.

Not far from the faucet.

A man in a blue coat was talking to a woman while collecting water.

The woman looked over inadvertently.

Then he turned around and went back to the house without knowing what he said to the man.

The man took the water, turned around, without a smile on his face, nodded in this direction, and went straight back to the house.

Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu.

Why is this scene so familiar?
I was thinking about it.

A compressed package of information unraveled in Wei Ping'an's mind.

Just this content...

It perfectly overlaps with a small piece of information that already existed in Wei Ping'an's mind.

Exactly.

Three months ago, my father died on the job and my mother became ill.

The original person went to beg Yi Zhonghai to raise donations in the yard, but Yi Zhonghai refused.

It’s not easy for anyone.

Qin Huairu returned home some time ago and returned the Wei family's gift when she came back. This made her mother so angry that she died before reaching the hospital.

Then Wei Pingan was beaten up by Jia Dongxu and Shazhu.

Now, Wei Pingan is still an apprentice in the third workshop of the steel rolling mill.

The master is Sun Dahai, a fifth-level fitter who is about to retire, and the workshop director is Xu Hongbing.

Wei Ping'an, who was standing there, was shocked and complicated.

This scene seems so familiar.

His second life began from this moment.

But stepping out of that world and entering another world is still the same.

It's really a bit too much.

Is it...

Wei Pingan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Could it be that the densely packed film spheres I saw at that time were all the parallel world of the courtyard?
Can……

Why are they all the same?
Will there be other Siheyuan plots, or is it because I had too many regrets along the way, which led to a system reset?

It's not that exaggerated.

Wei Ping'an's many years of wisdom have allowed him to get over the panic state of mind long ago, but today, after thinking of something, he turned pale again.

Ladle water from the urn under the west window of the doorway.

The texture of the gourd and gourd is exactly the same as before.

It's amazing.

It's like a game. When you are about to finish the level, the power is cut off, and then you forget to back up the save and delete it again.

Can't think about it.

There is great horror in thinking about it.

Wei Ping'an, who was always calm about changes anyway, was completely stunned this time.

If these densely packed spheres are all the same parallel space of the courtyard...

If we reason in this direction, there are definitely other different worlds above it. Where are those?
Wei Pingan guessed.

This group of spherical worlds is very likely to be wrapped by another larger spherical space.

And the space outside the spherical space is another series of parallel worlds...

But even though I am a scholar to that extent, I can only break through the same type of courtyard space. How can I achieve the ability to break through to the second level?
Do it again?
Wei Pingan shook his head subconsciously.

He really didn't want to do it again.

After playing the game once, the desire to replay it has been reduced to freezing point.

What's more, it's right after.

Even if I change to another level and complete the level, what if I come back and continue?

It will be better too.

However, this is not the case.

Wei Ping'an thought about it.

I can only ask the snake god for help again.

I hope every world has a snake god clone.

It allows you to accumulate more energy.

If you accumulate more, you will naturally change from quantity to quality.

However, the journey seems quite long and far away.

I am quite busy myself.

Thinking of this, Wei Ping'an suddenly felt a little discouraged.

Perhaps in the eyes of some big shots, he is just an ant.

Maybe he looked down at the mosquitoes, and the mosquito's sound was brief, and he was also a mosquito in the eyes of some big shots?
Suddenly my interest waned.

But since it has come, it will be safe.

These words are so crude, but they convey the essence of the matter.

Still gotta get through it.

But after passing the law, it cannot be the same as before.

Inexplicably, Wei Ping'an brainwashed himself and suddenly felt a little interesting again.

After washing, Wei Ping An went out.

His consciousness has been systematically strengthened.

Just tried it.

The space projection ability is still there, and all those messy things are still there.

At this time, he had no intention of collecting these antiques and the like again.

Because the consciousness has been strengthened countless times, the memory is like frame by frame.

Take two steps and go up the steps to the hall.

Wei Pingan muttered to himself: "Within two steps, Jia Zhang will spit at him." Sure enough.

Mrs. Jia Zhang spit out thick phlegm with a vicious look on her face.

Wei Ping'an's heart skipped a beat.

The spatial ability can be released and closed instantly.

Jia Zhang turned her head and was about to take a step when she suddenly shouted.

"Hey!"

He stopped and didn't dare to move.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Jia Dongxu ran out and supported Jia Zhang.

"Neck, my neck is twisted..."

Jia Zhang's condition looks like a stiff neck, but it's actually a misalignment of the bones in the neck.

Jia Dongxu couldn't go to work either, so he hurriedly carried his mother to the hospital for medical treatment.

After working hard all morning, I was able to go home.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was tortured and frightened. She lay on the bed and groaned, not daring to use her upper body at all.

It is estimated that the thick phlegm will definitely not come out in a short time.

Well, it's not a big deal, it's not a small thing.

According to the doctor, this kind of situation has never been encountered a few times in decades of medical practice, so this time it is something new.

The disease is actually bone dislocation.

Moreover, the misalignment is relatively slight.

If the amplitude were any larger, this person would simply die.

Usually there is no external force, so it is difficult for this kind of disease to occur, but Jia Zhang just turned his head and almost broke his own neck.

It's just strange.

Wei Ping'an had no intention of caring about Jia Zhang's follow-up.

As he walked on the way to the steel rolling mill, he once again experienced personally his status and status in the courtyard.

It’s been a long time coming, the sad experience of a little person.

It’s quite interesting to taste it again now.

I came to the third workshop based on my memory.

As Wei Ping'an expected, Sun Dahai was not at his work station.

There is no whereabouts of Sun Dahai in Wei Pingan's memory.

But now I was a little curious, so I turned on the space projection function.

but……

Next, Wei Ping'an frowned.

The space projection capability is only less than 500 meters.

This is……

Regressed?

Or is it the loss during this time crossing the parallel world?
Can it be restored?

Does it need to take in external energy to recover, or does it automatically take time to recover?
These are all issues that Wei Pingan needs to investigate one by one next.

After discovering this, he no longer had any interest in Sun Dahai's affairs.

Before putting away the space projection, he accidentally saw Sun Dahai.

This old guy was holding an enamel jar and drinking water from it.

Xu Hongbing walked up to him and said a few words.

It means that Wei Ping'an is here and asks him not to be so ugly, arrange something, and don't leave anyone idle...

Wei Ping'an also realized that he was in Xu Hongbing's eyes, but he had no choice but to compromise.

Deep down in their hearts, neither of them had any intention of offending Yi Zhonghai.

Although the fitter is only a second-line workshop in the steel rolling mill.

Fitter is not the most important type of technical work.

But Yi Zhonghai is also an eighth level person.

It has its own unique position.

Xu Hongbing and Sun Dahai are not from the front-line workshops. The second brother, not to mention the eldest brother, is among the shorter ones. Naturally, the taller one has more status and status.

Give face.

Give Yi Zhonghai some face.

Stand in front of your workbench.

Wei Ping'an lowered his eyebrows and looked like he was doing nothing, but in fact he had already started calling the system.

There are no sealed skills, but the three Dantians are still perfect with trillions of skill points.

It's just that there is an extra energy bar. I don't know what color it is in front of it, but Wei Ping'an is aware of it.

It's already turning red.

Less than one-fifth remains.

It may be that they are both in the world of Siheyuan, so unlike the first time they traveled, the skills from the previous life have been sealed away.

Wei Ping'an was even more determined.

His other speculation was obviously going to gain the upper hand.

Sun Dahai came over.

He casually threw some processing parts to Wei Ping'an and signaled Wei Ping'an to take over and start training.

Wei Ping'an knew that this was really just a casual dismissal and had no effect at all.

Sun Dahai has reached the stage where he doesn't hide his disdain for Wei Ping'an. During the whole process, he didn't even say a word.

Normally, Wei Ping'an would pretend to be fiddling, drawing a line or something.

But today Wei Ping'an didn't even raise his eyebrows and was indifferent to Sun Dahai's arrangement.

Several fitters in front of the workbench nearby looked at him in surprise.

Maybe he felt that Wei Pingan had given up completely.

After all, the assessment will be held in just a few days.

If Wei Ping'an still fails to pass this time, he will be assigned a job transfer.

It seemed that he himself had given up.

There were some comments about him nearby, but they did not affect Wei Ping'an at all.

You must know that he was called Wei Gong for many years, which is older than his current body.

At noon, go to the canteen to get food.

The closest one to the third workshop is the canteen.

He Yuzhu is not the chef team leader at this time, so he not only has to cut the meat, but also is responsible for serving rice at one of the windows.

"Two steamed buns and one portion of cabbage."

Wei Pingan said, putting the lunch box into the window.

He Yuzhu snorted, still looking like he had the hatred to kill his family, and he didn't hide it at all.

I dug out a big spoonful of cabbage, with two pieces of fat and thin meat scattered on it.

and then.

Wei Ping'an once again saw the "Shaking a Spoon" method.

He Yuzhu shook his wrist twice, and the food in Wei Ping'an's lunch box changed from one spoonful to half a spoonful.

Meat is absolutely non-existent, and the cabbage soup is clear and watery, not much.

Wei Pingan raised his head and glanced at He Yuzhu.

I saw the evil smile on his lips and the look of 'I'm sorry you can't do anything to me' on his face.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up. You're blind. There's a queue behind you if you don't notice."

Wei Ping'an didn't take it seriously either: "Two steamed buns."

He Yuzhu took two steamed buns, placed them in Wei Ping'an's lunch box, and then stretched out his hand.

This is the gesture to ask for votes.

Wei Pingan took back two of the meal tickets in his hand, leaving only one and handed it to He Yuzhu.

"I'm blind, I don't have enough votes."

Wei Ping'an ignored him, turned around and walked towards the table not far away.

"Hey, hey, Wei Ping'an, you are blind, hey, you want to have a meal at my place!?"

He Yuzhu put down his spoon and turned away.

Not even a minute passed before he rushed here.

While coming towards Wei Ping'an, he rolled up his sleeves.

"If you don't fight for three days, go up to the house and prick the thorns with me. Your skin will be itchy, right?"

Wei Ping'an sat there leisurely, without taking the steamed buns or eating a bite of the food.

Just sit quietly.

The workers next to him saw He Yuzhu rushing towards him in a menacing manner, and quickly carried their lunch boxes away from the center.

But he didn't look away, as if he was just watching the excitement.

He Yuzhu put his hand on Wei Pingan's shoulder, and Wei Pingan finally moved, but instead of taking action, he closed the lid of the lunch box.

"Hey, you can sit still!"

He Yuzhu pulled back hard.

Wei Pingan flew up.

He fell to the ground upside down, and his back hit the stool next to the table.

The moment his back touched the stool, Wei Pingan raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The whole cafeteria was shocked.

He Yuzhu also stood blankly on the spot, staring blankly at Wei Ping'an as if his eyes were torn apart, speechless. (End of chapter)