Doomsday Traveler System

"Shall we start now?"

Although it is still dark in the dormitory - just now Qin Bin burned the insurance of the dormitory by himself.But this didn't stop Qin Bin's enthusiasm for time-traveling. When he thought that he only needed to bring a few bottles of one-yuan mineral water over there and exchange for a lot of good things, Qin Bin couldn't wait.

"Start what?"

"Charge it up, and then we can travel through." Amidst the frantic mood, Qin Bin has gradually adapted to the existence of the old turtle.

"How to charge? The current location you are in is out of power, and the line can't carry [-] volts or [-] amps of current."

"I wipe."

The old tortoise's words were like a basin of cold water, which was instantly extinguished.

"What should I do?"

Needless to say, [-] volts is the standard for high-voltage power transmission, and the other standard is [-] amperes. Not to mention Qin Bin's dormitory, the electric meters of ordinary households may not have this standard.After being reminded by the old turtle, Qin Bin felt as if ten thousand muddy horses galloped past.

This time the old tortoise didn't answer Qin Bin's question, and Qin Bin didn't have the mind to think about it any more. In addition, his body was indeed a little tired these days, so he fell asleep on the bed [] and slept until dawn the next day.

Waking up again by Zhang Song's knock on the door, Qin Bin rubbed his eyes and opened the door, not because he was polite to Zhang Song, but because of the smell of the food.

"Not enough"

Ten minutes later, Qin Bin covered his stomach with one hand and chopsticks with the other, and sighed deeply.

"Brother, are you complaining about grief and anger?"

"How to say?"

"Otherwise, where did you get this amount of food? Three deep-fried dough sticks, two steamed buns, one pancake and two bowls of soy milk, brother, although this breakfast is not a military medal, it is half of you and me." Zhang Song was so wronged that he was about to cry. , his basic salary is less than 2000 yuan a month, is it easy for him to buy such a "luxury" breakfast?
"Uh, you didn't say it earlier, here it is!" Qin Bin found out 100 yuan under the pillow and handed it over, Zhang Song quickly wiped his right hand on his clothes before taking it, "Oh, brother, you are so proud, a breakfast for you so much."

"Go away! This month!"

"Damn, brother, today is only the 3rd, and there are 27 days left." The smile on Zhang Song's face turned into a wail, and the hot red note just now turned into a hot potato.

"I'll let you wipe it, why are you only half full, double the portion tomorrow."

"Brother, you can't do this Huang Shiren, you are exploiting people's fat and people's anointing."

"Go ahead, I'm busy."

Qin Bin really didn’t have much interest in chatting with Zhang Song at this time. The dormitory’s insurance was burnt and it could be solved. The key to changing the thread was how to charge the old turtle. Don’t even think about the current of [-] amps. The wiring of this old building It can't carry it at all, Qin Bin thinks he can make a decision from the voltage.

"I want a transformer"

"Brother, what are you talking about? Are you going to become a duck?"

"You're the one who wants to turn into a duck." Qin Bin glared at Zhang Song. This kid is notoriously ignorant, and he has no use for this kind of thing. Call up.

"Bottle, eat at noon."

"to make!"

There was a humming voice on the other end of the phone, there was no unnecessary words, it was very crisp.

"Brother, treat me, take me with you?"

"Well, it's burning. My dormitory's insurance is on fire. Hurry up and find a root for me to replace it." Qin Bin ignored Zhang Song at all, and he didn't plan to take Zhang Song to dinner. The landlord's house didn't have any food left.Besides, Zhang Song's family is not bad at all, he has become an assistant, and his old mother pays him three to five thousand living expenses every month, which is much better than Qin Bin's.It is also because of this that Qin Bin will not feel guilty when he is exploited.

Bottle's full name is Ning Xiaoping. Both parents are "electric tigers". They are barely part of the system. Therefore, Bottle has a wealthy family since childhood. He was a junior high school classmate with Qin Bin. When he was in college, he entered a university majoring in electric power. , After graduating, he entered the department of his parents, and now the conditions in all aspects are not comparable to Qin Bin.

It has been seven or eight years since they graduated from high school, but the relationship between the two has not faded because of time, so Qin Bin made a phone call without even the slightest hesitation.

Today Qin Bin planned to have some blood and treat guests. Of course, he chose a small roadside restaurant, and it was close to the dormitory. Anyway, there is a car for the bottle.

Qin Bin just sat down to order a few home-cooked dishes, and the bottle drove his Wrangler and stopped by the roadside in front of the store.

"Bottle, here."

Although the height of the bottle is not as good as that of Qin Bin, but the weight is absolutely stable. Qin Bin has nagged countless times just because of the protruding belly. I remember one time Qin Bin patted the big belly of the bottle and said, you Ya's body shape couldn't hook up with younger girls, but the next day, Ping Zi brought a horse to show off in front of Qin Bin.

It was also after that time that Qin Bin finally understood that today's girls don't look at whether you have a belly, but the key is whether you have a ticket.It's a pity that Qin Bin doesn't have anything, no matter whether it's a stomach or a banknote. It's probably the only man who doesn't make Qin Bin jealous. He has both a stomach and a banknote.

"Gazi."

"Fuck, how many times have I said this, this nickname can't be called, it doesn't match my identity!" Qin Bin stared and made a bad face, but unfortunately he couldn't scare the bottle. "Crackling" sound.

"Gazi."

"Shut up! Tell me to turn my back on you again!" Qin Bin's face turned black and he was about to give the bottle a political lesson when suddenly footsteps came, and it was the boss's daughter who served the dishes.

"So it's Police Officer Qin."

The little girl is in her sophomore year of high school this year, she is sensible, she doesn't fly around like other children during the summer vacation, she works in the parents' shop from morning to night to help out, although it may not be possible to save much for parents, but the key is to feel at ease.

"The little girl knows how to call him and not me?" Bottle wiped his face with a tissue, but unfortunately it was still greasy.

"Uncle Bottle." The little girl giggled, put the three small dishes on the tray on the tray for the two of them, turned around and went to work.Because the bottle was driving again at noon, no one mentioned the drinking, Qin Bin and the two picked up chopsticks and prepared to start.

"Something happened?"

After eating two mouthfuls of food, the bottle suddenly asked.

"It's not a big deal." Qin Bin gobbled it up. He was only half full in the morning, but now he was hungry with his chest sticking to his back, so he ate three minutes faster than usual.

"Can you stop being like a pig? Others will look at it!" Although Bottle doesn't mind eating from roadside shops, he is used to delicacies from mountains and seas after all, and these side dishes, brown rice, are not so appetizing.

"I want a transformer." Qin Bin said while gobbling.

"Why do you want that thing? It's so big." The bottle obviously misunderstood, thinking that Qin Bin wanted something that the four people on the street poles couldn't move.

"Not that, I put it in the dormitory, um, can you do it by raising the civilian electricity to [-] volts?"

"No, don't you have a gun?" Bottle was stunned, and asked, frowning his thick and short eyebrows.

"Gun? What's the matter?" Just as he was speaking, Qin Bin filled himself with another bowl of brown rice.