After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 284

Ni Yangzhou looked at the words in the virtual box and felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart in an instant.

Is it too late to kill myself now and then bravely enter a new world?

Yan Congzhi's finger stopped above the screen.

I thought I had violated some penalty button on WeChat.

Technology is not friendly to the elderly.

The same is true for elderly cultivators who have lived for hundreds of years and now have no magical powers.

Fortunately, Ni Yangzhou still took responsibility.

Health-preserving porridge:

[No...let me explain.]

There was no reply for a long time.

Ni Yangzhou wanted to hit the ground with his head, and quickly changed the "Tap" setting back to normal, and then racked his brains to type:

[Teacher, I set this up when I was joking with my classmates. I didn’t mean to be disrespectful to you.]

After waiting for a while, he replied:

[OK. ]

Ni Yangzhou had never expected that his casual setting would lead to such an accident. The word "OK" made the young man hear the illusion of "OK, wait for death".

Health-preserving porridge:

[Teacher Yan, I'm sorry.]

Waited for a while.

[It doesn't matter. ]

Is this the Chinese translation of English textbooks for the new era?

Ni Yangzhou stopped the topic here, not knowing what to say next. Just as he was about to type a few more words, he remembered the second rule of the love secret.

Remain mysterious.

Ni Yangzhou thought back to his own experiences and compared them with the other person's two lives. He felt that this sense of mystery could be maintained for a while longer.

The young man put down his phone and continued to organize his software on his computer.

After a while, he took out his phone and took a look.

No message.

Two minutes later, he looked again.

No message.

Two more minutes.

Governor Ni Yang breathed a sigh of relief, jumped up, locked his cell phone in the drawer of the lower desk, locked the small brass padlock with a "click", and casually stuffed the key under the mattress.

Now if he wants to check his phone again, he must first lift up the mattress and grope for the key.

The young man can finally concentrate on making money again.

Yan Congzhi read the user manual that his assistant brought over on his way to the site, clicked on the keyboard and pondered for a long time before slowly typing a few words:

[Are you free today? Let’s meet.]

In the user manual placed on the table, a few bold words read:

"Some young people use emojis to express their thoughts. Soybean emojis often have special meanings in the online context. The comparison table is as follows. Please use with caution.

If you want to get closer and show intimacy, you can search for emojis of cats, dogs and other small animals, which are generally less likely to cause misunderstandings. "

Yan Congzhi followed the instructions and searched for emoticons. He saw a black puppy with upright ears and a pure face. His thumb stayed on the screen for a long time before he finally clicked send.

In a cluttered drawer, an old cell phone was buzzing with vibrations as it received a message. In the dialog box, a Doberman was sitting upright, waiting to see the smiling face of its owner.

But this time it waited really long.

When Ni Yangzhou started painting, he forgot about poverty and hunger. When he finished a few low-priced orders to make a living, he rubbed his sore neck and looked up, only to find that the room was already dark.

The setting sun outside the window disappeared into the sky at some point, and only a few students were walking around under the scattered lights on campus. The blue light from the computer in the dormitory trembled slightly on my face, reflecting a pale face.

Ni Yangzhou was startled by his own reflection in the window and subconsciously asked the system:

"Third brother, there are no ghosts in my world, right?"

103 seemed to pause for a moment, and replied in a familiar mechanical voice:

【No impact.】

"What do you mean by no impact, Third Brother? Please make it clear. I am a little panicked when you are so vague."

[…You can’t see it. If nothing unexpected happens, it shouldn’t endanger your personal safety.]

As expected, my life is full of surprises.

Then there is still one.

Ni Yangzhou looked around, jumped out of bed and turned on the light in the dormitory. The sudden brightness dispelled the darkness.

Don’t do bad things, don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.

In his previous world, he was forced to see many monsters and demons due to the settings, but in this world, he has truly lived for more than a dozen years.

Everything works fine, no problems.

He had always been a clear-minded college student who believed in science.

But now, Ni Yangzhou made a Taoist meditation gesture on his chest.

There is no spiritual energy in this world, so one cannot cultivate and cannot sense any aptitude, but Ni Yangzhou still feels that he has gained some psychological comfort.

There is still one day until the day of returning to school, and tonight is still a quiet night.

Ni Yangzhou turned off the computer and prepared to pick up his phone to go out for food. He fumbled under the mattress for a long time and found the key. He opened the drawer and picked up his phone. Only then did he see the invitation and the little Doberman that looked majestic and had a serious expression.

The young man's mouth unconsciously raised a few degrees, and he suddenly realized that several hours had passed and it was already late. He quickly leaned against the bed and began typing:

[Okay, what time?]

As soon as the message was sent, there were three knocks on the door.

The echo shuttled through the corridor, like the muffled test sound in a bell jar.

Ni Yangzhou was so frightened that his hands trembled and he almost threw the phone away.

It’s not Pan Wu. He has the key and can open the door himself even if he comes back early.

He is not the dormitory manager. Their school does not have the habit of checking the dormitories during holidays.

Ni Yangzhou reached for Pan Wu's sturdy tennis racket under the bed and asked in a louder voice:

"Who?"

A voice without any warmth or fluctuation came through the wooden board outside the door.

"it's me."

The distorted tone was amplified in the darkness, but Ni Yangzhou did not hear it and asked back:

"who are you?"

Yan Congzhi, who was outside the door, glanced at the assistant behind him. Geng Zhu understood and walked out of the corridor. The man in the wheelchair was left alone in the dim corridor light.

Yan Congzhi spoke his name with some strangeness.

"Yangzhou, it's me."

"Yan Congzhi."

Ni Yangzhou put down his racket, opened the door, lowered his head and saw the person sitting in front of him. In his hand was a cell phone with a blue light on it.

The network in the corridor was not very good, and it was only at this time that Yan Congzhi's phone "dinged" and received the message.

The sunny avatar replied belatedly:

[Okay, what time?]

After reading the message, the man reached out to check his watch, looked up at the person in front of him, and answered seriously:

"19:23."