I'm really immortal

The city name of Junsha has not changed after three thousand years. Liu Changan remembered that during the Yin and Shang Dynasties, Junsha belonged to the land of Yangyue and was a branch of the Baiyue tribe.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Junsha belonged to Qianzhong County of Chu State.

In the Qin Dynasty, there were thirty-six counties in the country, and Junsha was one of them. Later in the Western Han Dynasty, there was the Junsha Kingdom, which was the fiefdom of the Junsha king and administered thirteen counties.

In today's Junsha, apart from the things in the museum, there are no historical relics from the past in the city. The Junsha Fire during the Anti-Japanese War, which broke the Huayuankou embankment, and the Chongqing Air Raid Shelter Massacre are also known as the three major tragedies. It is also because of the fire that burned everything. The fire, along with Stalingrad, Hiroshima and Nagasaki, became the most damaged cities in World War II.

In a country where the whole country invaded China, there were no innocent souls killed by the atomic bomb, but this should not be the case in the county. After the reconstruction, there were no traces of burning and pain, and it seemed that it was gradually forgotten.

This is the place where he fought in blood and fire.

More memories slowly revived in Liu Changan's mind. He was lying motionless in the construction site next to Baolong Center. His whole body was in great pain. After taking a deep breath, he could feel waves of pain coming from his chest and back. Be aware that fractures are serious.

Looking up, the Baolong Center next to me is the tallest building in Junsha. Even in the middle of the night, the lights embedded in the glass exterior wall still illuminate the building like a jade staircase leading to heaven, shining brightly.

Today, it is rare to see the starry sky. The Milky Way stretches across from northeast to south, like a torrent of starry stars, flowing down for hundreds of millions of miles.

As the stars move, the moonlight gradually becomes thinner, and the towering city borders block the sunrise's fiery clouds and the first ray of morning light.

Liu Changan opened his eyes again and felt the morning air. Even in a city with severe fog, the air after dawn seemed to be particularly different.

Hearing the roar of machinery starting up at the construction site in the distance, Liu Changan raised his head and glanced at the towering Baolong Center next door to the construction site. He climbed up, jumped, grabbed the wall with both hands, jumped over, and landed steadily.

He touched his butt and found that his pants were naturally in tatters. Liu Changan took off his coat and tied it around his waist to cover up the holes in his butt. He walked naked along the construction site wall and interacted with any young people working on the construction site. There is no difference between people.

It's just that my skin is fairer, without the tanned skin that accumulates over time, and there are no rough pores or hard muscle lines.

Liu Changan twisted his neck and heard a middle-aged man wearing khaki blue work clothes shout, "Young man, do you want to find a job?"

Liu Changan looked down at his muddy pants, hesitated, and nodded, "What kind of work?"

"Clean up the pile of broken bricks and fill them into the puddle." The middle-aged man said. Seeing Liu Changan's hesitant look, he said impatiently: "It's just a day's work, and the wages will be paid daily. I'll give it to you after the work is done."

"Okay." Liu Changan smiled with two rows of teeth.

Large buildings basically use reinforced concrete and grouting. Only temporary walls at the construction site are made of gray bricks. The fleet of Baolong Building next to it occupies the driveway that has not been fully repaired. The equipment at the construction site cannot drive through it, so the puddle has to be filled manually. Landfilled.

Liu Changan did not change into work clothes. Fan Jian gave him a safety helmet to put on his head. He did not need to wear work clothes, but he was absolutely not allowed to enter the construction site without wearing a safety helmet, even if it was only the outermost location.

Liu Changan worked hard all morning, filled in the puddle, and then went to find Fan Jian to pay the money.

"You finished a day's work in one morning?" Fan Jian didn't believe it. He ran over to check and then laughed, "Young man can't tell, but you are quite capable. What's your name?"

"Liu Changan." Liu Changan took the two hundred yuan, signed it and was about to leave.

"Leave your phone number and I'll call you if there's another job." Fan Jian said casually. The construction site couldn't recruit people at will. It was just because it was too early today and the people under his command were transferred to other jobs.

Liu Changan smiled and wrote down his phone number on the note. He knew that he would probably not be alive in the future, so today was probably a coincidence.

Fan Jian thought he had a pretty good-looking smile, and his teeth were white and clean. He probably just came out to find a life not long ago.

Casually placing the note in a pile of signed slips, Fan Jian continued to inspect the construction site. The construction site he was on belonged to the supporting facilities of Baolong Center. As the main project, the Baolong Center building has been completed and put into use. The building is 452 meters high. The total construction area will reach 980,000 square meters. Although the height of this building is not ranked high in the country, the depth of the foundation pit is the second in the country. As one of the people involved in the construction, Fan Jian is somewhat proud.

"Hello."

Fan Jian had just walked around when he saw a woman wearing a black uniform skirt coming over to say hello.

Fan Jian couldn't help but reach out and touch the betel nut in his pocket, and then smiled sarcastically, "Hello, what's the matter with?"

"I want to find a young man from your construction site. He was working in that area just now." The woman pointed.

Fan Jian was stunned for a moment. Isn't that where Liu Changan was working just now? Fan Jian couldn't help but look at the woman in his eyes again. She looked like a standard secretary or assistant. She was tall and slender. She was not wearing stockings and a pair of hollow black high-heeled shoes. There were no unnecessary embellishments on her body. She had the figure most admired by men. There was not much smile on her face. But it doesn't feel too indifferent.

The key is that the face wearing rimless glasses is young and beautiful.

Fan Jian had seen the female secretaries who accompanied the company's senior executives for inspections, but it was obvious that they were not on the same level in terms of temperament, figure, and appearance.

"His name is Liu Changan, but he is not from our construction site. I hired him to work temporarily." Fan Jian wondered in his mind, what is the relationship between this young woman and Liu Changan? How can a migrant worker who moves bricks and a beautiful and proud senior white-collar worker interact with each other?

The young woman frowned and looked back.

Only then did Fan Jian notice that there was a particularly beautifully dressed girl standing not far behind the young woman. She had her hands in her pockets and looked up lazily at the sky, not looking over here.

She also held a dog in her hand, an extremely fierce Rottweiler. She also had one on the construction site, but judging from the appearance and build, it was obviously incomparable to the other's dog.

"Do you have his contact information?" the young woman continued to ask.

"Yes." Fan Jian said, and then quickly went to look for it in the pile of notes.

After a while, Fan Jian found the note and gave the young woman the phone number.

"Thank you." The young woman wrote down the phone number and turned to leave.

Fan Jian took out the betel nut from his pocket, stuffed one into his mouth, looked at the twisting waist of the woman's back, chewed the betel nut and produced more saliva.

What attracts me most about online novels is their wild imagination, so don’t just say that the protagonist lives for thousands of years... When you are bored enough to sit on the seabed and wait for the earth’s crust to rise and form mountains, then for such immortal creatures For us, the emergence of human beings is really a short but wonderful time. For thousands of years? Your thinking is too limited.