Heimarian Odyssey

Before he started, Locke hesitated. The native felt somehow like his sister Leah.

Coupled with the appearance of this race is very similar to humans, Locke can't do anything.

"Forget it, there is no energy fluctuation, and it is weaker than the ordinary farmers of the three western islands, and there is no threat to me." Locke lowered his **** right arm.

No longer ignoring this alien native, Locke limped out of the alley.

Outside, dozens of meters of high-rise buildings made of reinforced stone are lined up, blinding Locke's eyes, what plane is this?

More than a dozen cars passed by Locke. He was like the Hua Huazi who was thrown in a civilized city.

"This plane is very strange, there are almost no energy factors in the air, but there are so many impurities, and these alchemy props," Locke said lowly. "First find a place to hide and recover your body."

Turned into a residual image, Locke disappeared in this alley.

Although only the strength of the entry-level servant is left, Locke’s combat skills and flying feathers are still there, and the essence of the air fighting spirit is still there. Although these four-wheeled steel boxes run fast, they are not as fast as the speed after the outbreak of fighting spirit. .

Two days later, in a house, Locke just breathed his grievances.

On the left and right, several high-level wind energy crystals are turned into useless crystals, and there is no energy left in them. Instead, Locke's strength is temporarily restored to low-level servants.

"The energy utilization rate is so low." Locke frowned. With so much energy spar in the past, he could at least recover to the grudge level of the mid-level attendant.

What caused this situation was that Locke could feel that there was almost no energy factor in the surrounding air.

Without going out, Locke wants to restore his strength, he must rely on the energy spar in the space ring, and the outside world can't get any trace of energy.

"There are no energy users in this world?" Locke thought, touching his chin. There were three indigenous people in the house where he lived.

All of them used his mental power to search through his memories and became an idiot. He also got some information about this plane from these three indigenous minds.

"Earth? The age of technology? Exploring the universe?" Locke analyzed these obscure words.

The earth is the name of this plane, and technology is the dominant force of this plane. The initial exploration of the universe marks that this plane has just broken through the plane and is fully in line with the logo of the miniature world.

"Is this the third-level force of this world?" In the room, Locke played with an alchemy product for a computer. The information he searched for was marked with a nuclear bomb.

"Grenades, artillery, missiles, original bullets, hydrogen bombs" Locke is trying to rank the strength of these local planes to see which match is the first level, which is the second level, and which is the third level.

There is no doubt that the atomic bomb and the hydrogen bomb, which are named nuclear bombs, Locke judges that there is at least three effects of a full-strength creature. He can draw this conclusion from the only words and phrases of the information he has found.

As for the subdivision, it is necessary for Locke to personally take a risk and observe it up close.

"After all, it's a perfect miniature world, it's not that simple." After discovering that this world's indigenous people have no users of energy elements, they are not arrogant, but think calmly.

The space-time window outside that plane may be squeezed by a negative energy storm on the other side at any time. This plane now has no elemental energy, and it will be uncertain in the future.

Locke judged that once the other side was negative

An energy storm is pouring in here, and this plane is bound to enter the element activation stage immediately, and he will not be able to guess what will happen at that time.

However, with the carrying capacity of a miniature plane, Locke does not worry that he will be crushed by a negative energy storm.

"Settle in this plane first, and when the strength is restored, find a way to go back." Locke sighed.

In planning for the future, Locke temporarily decided to sneak into an institution called a university here. If the knowledge in the minds of these three indigenous people is not false, in the university, he can find a lot of things he wants to know.

Finally, glancing at the three natives in the courtyard like living dead, Locke put on a plane of clothing and walked out.

His destination is Uehara University, the best university in the city.

In the headmaster's room, Locke launched a mental inducement to tamper with the memory of this brain-filled headmaster, creating him the identity of a sophomore in the School of Motion Sciences.

The spiritual power of the indigenous creatures in this world is the same as their ** power. Weak and pitiful, Locke does not have special spiritual power magic, and can tamper with the memory, as can be seen.

For this fat man, Locke can't turn him into an idiot. This fat man has at least some status in this human society. If something goes wrong, he will be in great trouble if he is found by the high level of this plane.

There are countries in this world. National machines control large-scale weapons such as nuclear bombs. Not to mention nuclear bombs, Locke is a second-class intercontinental missile. He may not be able to withstand it.

Therefore, it is better to be low-key.

After exhausting his mind, he finally corrected the principal's memory, and Locke breathed a sigh of breath, preparing for his upcoming college life.

Zhang Ling was 22 years old this year, when she was a girl with magnificence, but the cruelty of reality is about to bend the girl's waist.

She was born in a remote mountain village in China's Jining province. She added a younger brother at the age of 14, and she had three younger siblings before then. The heavy family burden made Zhang Ling have to give up junior high school early and turn to the society.

Zhang Ling has worked as a cleaner, handed out leaflets, picked up trash, worked as a waiter, and worked as long as she could make money. Over the years, she has no fixed residence, where the house is cheaper, where she lives, it can be said to go south and north.

At the age of 18, she worked in the cafeteria of a private middle school in Uehara. Because she was self-reliant, Zhang Ling’s good food was appreciated by the master of the cafeteria at that time. The master also knew the difficulties in Zhang Ling’s family and accepted her. As a righteous woman, she sent her to the best university canteen in Uehara as a caterer.

The catering staff is a job to provide meals for students at mid-morning dinner. It is easy to say that earning is much better than going to a private high school. This has been done for four years. Zhang Ling is 22 this year.

"Sister, I want this vegetarian dish." A girl with freckles on her nose said to Zhang Ling who was busy.

"Hey." Zhang Ling promised, and immediately beat the little girl after finishing the dish for the last person.

Watching Zhang Ling make a big dish for herself, the girl with freckles was very fond of Zhang Ling. Almost every day she cooks in the window of Zhang Ling. She does nothing for others, but she is sincere for the elder sister. Unlike other windows, she only plays a small spoonful of food and is not full.

In fact, many students who eat in this cafeteria know that Zhang Ling's window has a lot of food. Many students come to her window to fight, and Zhang Ling is very busy as soon as the meal arrives.

"I want this dish."

"Sister, I want this tofu."

"This vegetable."

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In fact, Zhang Ling is not big at all. The 22-year-old and these college students are not too many years apart, but it may be that the years have smoothed Zhang Ling's vitality, and the people around her always think that she is a person of 28 or 9, others call her Sister, she doesn't say anything, anyway, she and these students are not in the same world.

Zhang Ling likes to take advantage of small things. She knows which dishes are cheaper near the university city. She also knows the cheapest route from the university where she works to many nearby attractions.

She is eager to eat whatever she wants, just like her normal peers, but she can't go wherever she wants. She has never been to those attractions.

Zhang Ling was very satisfied with her current job. Although she was greedy early, she was not really tired and didn’t earn much, but she was satisfied. She could do the current job with this level of education, relying on the help of the previous cafeteria teacher, she was very Cherish the present.

Zhang Ling came from the countryside. She knows the psychology of many students who come out of the countryside, so she gives the students a lot of food every time. For a period of time, students love to go to her window to cook.

The cafeteria relies on students to buy food to earn money. The more students buy, the more they earn. Zhang Ling's approach obviously breaks the rules, saying that the big thing is not the small one. Ling people.

Fatty Zhang is a former apprentice of the master, and has the same surname as Zhang Ling. He is considered to be his family. With this relationship, other people will just keep their eyes closed.

However, Zhang Ling's window was adjusted to the vegetarian area.

There are more students who come to Zhang Ling to buy vegetables in the vegetable dish area. The food sold in a window is related to the salary of the catering staff. Don’t look at Zhang Ling playing more food for the students, but her earning money is not much worse than before. .

The world is not around a person, everyone has everyone's life. Obviously, the world is not around Zhang Ling, and Zhang Ling doesn't know where he will live in the future.

Until one day, when Zhang Ling finished shopping and returned to her rental house one night, she passed an alley and a man without clothes and covered in blood came down from the sky and appeared in front of her.

Leaving behind the strange things he encountered last Friday, Zhang Ling wondered if it was a dream. Have you been exhausted recently?

But what happened when she woke up the next day in the corner of the alley. If she hadn’t checked her clothes intact and the bankbook hidden inside her jeans was still there, she would have thought she had encountered a rogue. Wolf.

Shaking his head, Zhang Ling no longer thought of anything else. He put a spoonful of shredded potatoes on the student's dinner plate in front of him. Zhang Ling formulated, "Next, what are you eating?"

No one answered her, Zhang Ling looked up strangely.

"Bang!" The spoon fell to the ground. In Zhang Ling's mind, the blood man clearly stood in front of himself a few days ago?

"Zhang Ling, what the **** are you doing?" The canteen manager Zhang Fatzi cried from the back kitchen.

After being awakened, Zhang Ling scrambled to pick up the spoon on the ground.

Locke stood in front of her with a wry smile, "Isn't he too coincident?"

This novel is still a Western fantasy novel. This plane is a miniature technology plane. I just turned the human race in it into our Easterners.

If the brothers think it's okay, I might write about the technology plane in the future. Of course, I will write more in the future. At least it is comparable to the low-level and intermediate-level planes. It can be compared with the fourth-level gods and above. Powerful technology plane.

Brothers don't like it, I won't write this kind of plane, in short, look at you!

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