My Time Travel Phone

Anyang sat on the sofa.

Looked at a piece of pure black glass in his hand, dazed, to be precise, this is a mobile phone, its packaging box is placed on the coffee table, the yellow hard kraft paper box is very simple, with only a conspicuous leaf pattern.

"This is completely different from the Leaf S1. Where is such a beautiful cottage, where is the power button and USB interface, wrong, this is completely a piece of black glass."

Anyang couldn't help vomiting. He had already determined that the mobile phone he ordered on the official leaf website had been transferred.

"Now people, what a terrible man."

Anyang put down the glass plate dejectedly. When he resigned a few days ago, he dropped his old mobile phone. Finally, he changed to a new mobile phone. Unexpectedly, he encountered such a thing.

"In terms of the current logistics management system, the chance of SF making mistakes is lower than that of winning lottery tickets. Should I buy lottery tickets? Maybe I don't have to find a job."

He was thinking that a familiar bell suddenly sounded in the living room. He subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, but he didn't touch anything. Then he suddenly realized that his mobile phone had been dropped by himself when he resigned.

Anyang lowered his head in amazement and looked at the black glass on the coffee table. The layer of glass on the surface had been lit up. The head of a girl looked extraordinarily beautiful. The words Ji Weiwei were constantly beating.

"Dear, this is really a mobile phone, but if I remember correctly, I should haven't found where to insert the card, it's impossible to get **** in the daytime ..."

In order to prevent his mistakes, Anyang deliberately took out his wallet and opened it. The mobile Shenzhou line was lying quietly with the ID card.

"Oh my god, I'm so **** bad!"

Anyang looked at the phone in horror, but stretched out his hand tremblingly, and picked up this seemingly magic phone.

"It wouldn't be a prank, people who master this technique don't seem to have to make me happy ..."

He swallowed a sip of water, trembling and swiping across the screen.

"Hey, it's me."

"Hey, Anyang, I heard that you resigned again. What's the trouble with such a big person?"

"It's really you."

"You don't get nervous, it's not me or my mom!"

"Well, I will explain to you later, I have an urgent matter to deal with now, bye."

Anyang hung up the phone quickly, couldn't help gasping his chest, and turned the phone over and over, not to mention the place where the card was inserted. It was a piece of black glass.

It's weird that this piece of black glass just picked him up.

"Aren't you going to meet an alien?"

"What can an alien do for me with an alien cell phone, so tired of throwing it away?"

I do n’t know what I thought of, Anyang quickly threw the phone on the sofa, staring at it, resisting the urge to grab the door until the screen of the phone was turned on again, and the border could not be found.

Every text appeared on the screen, accompanied by a cold voice. Although it was not a rigid mechanical sound, it could not be heard by men and women.

"Hello, the selector, it's your pleasure to see me."

Anyang was completely stunned, and countless pictures flashed in his mind.

Is really an alien phone.

What ’s the choice, and should n’t I say it ’s an honor to see you when I first met?

Anyang was circled.

"You ... what the **** are you?"

……

An hour later, he finally realized in shock that this mobile phone could allow him to shuttle through endless time and space, which is equivalent to a door to connect the world.

"Wait, let me slowly, this is not a dream."

Anyang remembered many online novels he had read in recent years. As a senior game martial arts fantasy house, his eyes gradually glowed with excitement.

A line appeared again on the phone screen, accompanied by a cold voice.

Overture 1. This killer is not too cold

Mission World: This killer is not too cold (Native World)

Mission Objective: Save Lyon

Initial skills: combat proficient (beginner), firearm proficient (beginner), English proficient (beginner)

Initial funding: US $ 100,000

Mission success: reward props ability * 1, skill points * 3, physical fitness points * 3

Task failure: repeated execution

Anyang was startled, and a lot of knowledge suddenly poured into his head, making his head swell.

Fighting force skills, fold joint skills, motion prediction methods, firearm use methods, shooting skills, maintenance skills, spoken English pronunciation, customary language methods, phonetic symbols, etc.

"This killer doesn't ... ah !!! What is this ..."

He hadn't finished his words, a strong light flashed over, and the person had disappeared into the living room.

So, a young Chinese man in white T-shirt jeans fell on the streets of New York.

……

"Mr. Mr. Wake Up, what's wrong with you?"

Anyang felt a sway in the dizziness, just opened his eyes, but only felt very dark in front of him, and there was a bag next to it. A very beautiful girl blocked the light, and he woke up with a hearty smile.

"You finally woke up, please forgive me for being rude, are you okay, why would you faint on the street?"

Anyang's eyes were stagnant. The girl was blonde and spoke very authentic American English, but he sounded without any obstacles. Although not as good as her mother tongue, it was far beyond his previous level of English.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The girl asked him again when he saw that he didn't respond.

Anyang recovered, and shook his head and said, "I'm fine, it may be too hot to heat stroke, thank you, beautiful girl."

The girl looked up at the gloomy sky, bowed her head stiffly, and looked a little weird. Then she said, "I think you are in a bad state. Should I take you to the hospital?"

Anyang shook his head quickly: "No thanks, you can do this. I am already very grateful, no more trouble, I can go by myself."

"It doesn't matter, my car is parked there."

"I really don't need it anymore. I still have something to do. Goodbye."

"Oh ... well, as you wish, remember to bring the bag on the ground, this should be yours."

The girl smiled helplessly, reminded her, and turned away. She felt that she should not save the rude Eastman. In Chinese words, it was a thankless effort.

Anyang glanced left and right to make sure that the bag on the ground was his, found a quiet and unoccupied place, opened the bag and looked at it.

An American green card, a driver's license, a Chinese passport, and a thick stack of US dollars.

Do not count, this stack of US dollars must be 100,000 yuan.

"This killer is not too cold, this is classic, I am not really dreaming."

Only then did Anyang discover that he suddenly had a lot of knowledge in his brain, all about fighting, firearms and English. In this way, even if there is nothing to gain in this trip, these alone are already worth it.

"Isn't it the shuttle world, how did the shuttle come into the movie, saying that I have watched this movie for several years."

He pulled out his phone from his pocket, and just lifted it up, the dark screen of the phone turned on, and a blurry figure appeared, with his back to him.

"Something?"

Anyang stunned for a while, sighing that the phone was so cold, and then said: "This, I want to ask, when the task starts, how can I faint on the street, is this really good?"

"The task has begun. As for fainting, it is the host's own qualities that are not relevant. The system faints when importing knowledge. It has nothing to do with me."

"Well, I'm not blaming you for being too anxious, so I can't wait for me to make a good preparation, adjust my mindset, and watch the movie again?"

The phone was silent for a while, and there was a cold voice from it.

"The chosen person, the prelude task is very simple, and the rewards for success are generous, and there is no penalty for failure. The system also provides you with a green card, passport, driving license and funds. It is almost foolproof. What else do you need, I will remind you finally, Please seize the opportunity of the overture and become familiar with the rules of time and space shuttle as soon as possible. There will not be such a good opportunity in the future. "

The phone screen went dark.

"Amount ..."

Anyang put down his mobile phone, shrugged his shoulders, thought for a while, and walked towards a gun shop in sight.

Brushed, the dazzling guns entered his eyes, from small pistols to large sniper rifles, all he had never seen before.

Dazzling!

After making a choice, Anyang chose a modified M1911 pistol set and an original CheyTacM200 sniper rifle.

Among them, the M1911 pistol is a former US military pistol. The price is $ 1,200. The one bought by Anyang used rare wood grasping patches and ultra-light alloy sleeve seats for modification. The price jumped to $ 3,500, plus the matching The holster, gun case and two additional magazines and maintenance tools cost a total of $ 4,800. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

The M200 sniper rifle is known as the Reaper Intervention, and it is recognized as the anti-personal sniper rifle with the longest range and highest accuracy. The full price reaches 18,000 US dollars, including the sight and all accessories, such as laser rangefinder, ballistic computer, Sensor components, brakes and silencers.

After showing the green card and completing the registration, he took out a stack of cash to pay the bill. He originally paid $ 22,800 for the firearm. He paid an extra $ 1,000 and saved part of the sniper rifle procedure, which cost a total of $ 23,800.

Is equivalent to more than one hundred thousand yuan, which was his salary for the previous year, so he was squandered at once, and having money is wayward.

When left, the boss gave him a deep look and said, "This sniper rifle has been with me for two years. It is said that there are fewer people who bought it in the entire United States than those who were killed by thunder."

Anyang put the pistol box in his bag. Ordinary citizens of the United States could not expose their firearms in public, and lifted a heavy sniper rifle gun box. They randomly took two dollars and threw them on the table.

"Tip."

Boss with a bearded face, smiled deliberately, and quickly put the money on the desktop into the jacket pocket.

"Although the sales volume is small, some people collect this sniper rifle. Rest assured, I will help you with the rest of the procedures. Even if something goes wrong, it wo n’t matter to me. By the way, guys, remind you that each gun The trajectories are unique. If there is a problem with the gun you registered, the government will find you soon. "

Anyang walked out of the store without looking back, jokingly, if the US government could catch up with the real world, he would have pleaded guilty to even the most serious crime.

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