Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

You must know that each dungeon is responsible for the livelihood of 30 people, 35 planetary engines, and a total of [-] billion people. For today's extremely harsh environment, it is definitely not an easy task.

Fortunately, cell culture technology has replaced the inefficient farming industry in the past, and element conversion technology has made it possible to synthesize vegetables.

Coupled with the genetic medicine that can develop people's physical fitness to the limit, this gives the surviving 35 billion people hope for continuation.

Now, with the help of genetic medicine, not only his strength, endurance, reaction and other qualities have been greatly improved, but his life span and learning efficiency are far superior to those of his predecessors.

He easily learned the level of knowledge that humans in the old era could only master with a Ph.D.

This was unbelievable in the days of grandpa and grandpa!

You know, my grandfather has just graduated from high school, and my grandfather has even lower education, and he didn't graduate from junior high school. In today's terms, two children who didn't graduate from elementary school were supported to death.

It's no wonder grandpa thinks his own grandpa is a hero. For old people who don't know much, there's no need to be as knowledgeable as them...

The old people will only use the inexplicable sense of superiority brought about by their age, and use an illogical reason to preach to them.

To be honest, those topics have no value worth discussing.

Grandpa's job is to drive a truck to transport goods everywhere, and he is always timid in dealing with people, giving people a feeling that he can't straighten up.

Every time I go home, I either take that old VR device to watch some pornographic games handed down from the old era, or I just sit and watch short videos from decades ago, and I don’t even have a friend...

Grandpa is slightly stronger than Grandpa, but not much better.

He doesn't even have a serious job, so after finishing three meals a day, he takes his personal terminal to a crowded place and sits happily watching the news.

Either there is another turmoil somewhere today, or there is some kind of plan to be launched tomorrow. Regardless of the fact that people are not very good, they are quite bragging.

Analyzing current events, he has attracted the favor of a lot of old men and old ladies. It can be said that he is the idol of middle-aged and elderly women...

If this is the charm that grandpa said, he would rather not...

But speaking of it, Grandpa Wang's granddaughter, Duo Duo, is pretty pretty...

Dodo's surname is Wang, and she is four years younger than him. According to her grandfather's leak, it seems that Dodo is not his granddaughter.

As for the specific situation, no matter how he and Dodo insinuated, grandpa would not reveal half of it.

But grandpa's attitude is already very telling, isn't it?

Duo Duo is very beautiful, she is still in junior high school, and is recognized as a school girl in the whole school.

The tips of her graceful eyebrows are slightly raised, and her pair of phoenix eyes are unexpectedly agile and lively.

The little nose is not as straight as his, but it is very dexterous, especially when grandpa is cooking, it wrinkles and wrinkles, and he can smell what kind of food he is cooking today from a long distance away.

The mouth is not big, but it is crystal clear and moist, pink and tender, making people want to take a bite...

Of course, he didn't bite...

Grandpa is very strict, even if he grew up with Dodo, he has never had a chance to get close to Dodo...

But... this time...

Looking at the blacked-out family portrait of his father in his hand, he simply put it into the backpack and pulled hard to tie the straps of the backpack.

Picking up the backpack, got up and walked out.

On the desktop in the room, on a whiteboard, a line of characters written with an electronic pen reveals rebelliousness and rebellion.

'...Grandpa, I decided to go, don't read——Liu Qi! '

Chapter 756 New Years

"Welcome to the morning news. Today's main content is that when the Chinese New Year is approaching, the first batch of stationed personnel on the 'Navigator' space station will return, successfully completing the 20 to [-]-year stationing work!

Residents of underground cities all over the world are eagerly looking forward to the return of space heroes. For this reason, various celebrations have been held in various places. Next, let’s go to the scene to learn about the situation..."

Beijing No. [-] Underground City, on the central square, the fresh air system is constantly running, replacing the air, bringing a touch of freshness to the lively central square.

In a corner of the square, two old men stood there, holding personal terminals in their hands, whispering something in their mouths.

"Old and old, the year is good, there is a wind for three days, and a rain for five days, the wind does not break (zhe) break (she) the trees, the rain does not hurt the seedlings, the horses are released to Nanshan, the knives and guns are stored in the warehouse, the scene of peace, take it first Let's talk about the weather!"

"how is the weather?"

"In old age, the weather is really cold when it's cold, and it's really hot when it's hot."

"how?"

"When it's cold, it's so cold that you don't dare to go out in three or nine days. You can go out. Like your body, you need to wear more clothes, and the protective clothing is not enough. You have to wear two layers, and bring a heat source to heat it at any time. That's all you have to do. If you succeed, you dare not shake hands when you see people talking!"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you afraid of? Your hands are sweaty. When the two of you shake hands, the cool breeze blows and you freeze together."

"then what should we do?"

"After driving past the day and night line, go to America to find the sun!"

"Oh! Can't wait!"

"Then hurry back to the dungeon, boil a pot of water by the side of the ion flame, pour it on, while it's hot, pop! Open!

As the old saying goes, those who "water friends" and "water friends" come from here..."

The two old people said one sentence to you, and one sentence to me. The conversation between you and me was very lively, but the people listening around did not respond.

No way, this cross talk is fake and exaggerated in the past, but if it is put into the present, it will be a bloody and cruel reality!

Just like this kind of cross talk that sprinkles salt on the wound, if someone doesn't throw rotten eggs, it's because supplies are tight, and you still want to laugh?go play you!

"Stop, stop, Brother Wang, I always feel that this cross talk is a little bit wrong. Do we really want to perform this in this year's Spring Festival Gala?"

An old man with rimless square glasses on his head, always with a three-point smile on his face, and wearing a red overalls, looked at his partner beside him with a slightly hesitant tone.

"...Then what's the matter? I'm not a professional cross talk talker. I only memorized a few episodes in total. I've basically finished performing them over the years. I pick and choose, and this is the only thing left..."

"... Otherwise, let's not go to school this year. We have been going to school for ten years, and this year will be a good year..."

Hearing this, the partner thought for a while, nodded slightly, then turned his head to look at the person beside him, raised his gray eyebrows, waved his hand and said:

"You heard it too. Lao Han and I really can't come up with anything suitable. This year's cultural performance will not count the two of us. We are all in our 60s, so it's time to take a good rest..."

On the side, the young staff member of the neighborhood committee hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, exchanged glances with his colleagues, and asked in embarrassment:

"...Old Wang, Elder Han, since the establishment of our No. [-] Dungeon, you and the two of us have been indispensable for the Spring Festival every year. Look, should we think of a way!"

"Think shit!"

Old man Wang was completely impatient, picked up a thermos cup from the stool beside him, unscrewed it, took a sip, moistened his throat, and then said:

"Our literary and artistic work in Dungeon No. [-] can't be supported by me and Lao Han, can it? Then what do you young people do?

It is your task in itself, and Lao Han and I are simply bored to help you, and even if there is something wrong with this help..."

Tighten the lid of the cup, put it aside casually, looked at the two young men in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"...You have also watched our work, it's not that we don't help, it's really inappropriate, we can't let the two of us add up to a hundred years old, and let someone blow you down on the stage, right?

Save us some face, okay? "

Having said all this, the staff of the neighborhood committee had no choice but to cry, nodded, closed the personal terminal in their hands, looked at the two old people and said:

"...Then... trouble you two uncles, the dumplings prepared for us by our neighborhood committee, remember to eat them at noon later!

By the way, every elderly over 60 years old has a 100 yuan red envelope, please remember to receive it when you find time, it is in your personal terminal account!

I wish the two uncles a happy new year in advance and everything goes well! "

Hearing this, Old Man Wang's complexion finally improved a lot, he smiled slightly, waved his hand and said:

"Okay, with your auspicious words, you and I, Uncle Han, also wish you a happy new year, smooth work, and serve the people well!

OK, let's go! "

Saying that, he waved his hand again, called the old man Han beside him, turned his head and walked towards home.

"...I said, Lao Han, when do you have your holiday?"

Among the hustle and bustle of the crowd, two old men walked leisurely on the passage leading to the residential area. There were snack and drink stalls on both sides, selling all kinds of food.

Of course, the types of food seem to be quite rich, but the raw materials are very monotonous, not earthworms, mealworms, cockroaches, locusts and the like.

No way, a food stall, you can't point them to sell artificial meat grown from those tall cells, right?

The things made by that thing are indeed no different from the real ones, but the problem is that the cost is too high. It’s okay to have a meal once in a while to change your appetite. Eat it every day, are you crazy?Can't make it through?

Despite all the faux meat, this cheap source of protein is the vast majority of people's choice.

Seeing the sales on both sides in full swing, the two old men also showed meaningless smiles.

"... How about it? Old Han, let me order some skewers? Their recipes are all from the ones I sold them back then. They are unique in underground cities all over the world. Would you like to try them?"

Hearing Old Man Wang's words, Old Man Han's expression changed instantly, he rolled his eyes at him, and said with a curled lip.

"...It's so delicious, why don't you eat it yourself? Do you want some? I treat you!"

All of a sudden, old man Wang shook his head and laughed, with his hands behind his back, he swaggered forward.

"...Hehe, treat yourself like a donkey's liver and lungs, if you like to eat it or not, go cook for my baby Duoduo!"

Behind Old Man Wang, Old Man Han shook his head and followed with a smile. Looking at the noisy crowd around him, he said with a smile:

"...Don't do too much, Hutou will be back tomorrow, and when he comes back, our family will be completely reunited!

Tomorrow, I will buy some good things, you cook, our family will have a good gathering, and celebrate the New Year in a serious way! "

"...Hahahaha, no problem, New Year's Eve, what are you talking about...

……Ok?etc?

Tiger head back?

Peiqiang... Duo Duo... Ma Dan! ! ! "

Chapter 757

"Looking forward, looking forward, the east wind is coming in, the footsteps of spring are approaching, the plan for a year is spring, as soon as the cotton pants are taken off, the spring girl will come..."

In an ordinary classroom, a girl with an outstanding appearance in a school uniform sat on a bench with her legs crossed.

There are thirty or so students in a classroom, and they are reciting the text in unison under the leadership of a female teacher in a suit and skirt with gold-rimmed glasses.

Only the girl with the most outstanding appearance was nimbly playing with a pen with her slender fingertips, and her eyes looked around and around, but she didn't glance at the textbook.

Chewing gum in his mouth, covering his face with a book from time to time, secretly blowing bubbles, and unconsciously echoing the text, but the content is messy and messy...

On the podium, the teacher moved his ears, looked at the girl speechlessly, coughed lightly on purpose, and walked towards the girl with strides.

Today is a rare golden age experience course, only two lessons a month, not to impart any knowledge.

Instead, let the children living and growing up in the dungeon experience the beauty of the golden age and cultivate their hopes and longings.

Two thousand and five hundred years, one hundred generations of human beings have changed. In this vast universe, the yearning and expectation for a better life is the only existence that can guide people.

Of course, for these well-protected children, these 'empty' slogans have no real feeling

By the way, the so-called golden age is what people often call the surface age, the era before the start of the Wandering Earth Project.

Just as some people in the present world say that the Republic of China is inevitable, young people in this era also have extraordinary admiration for the surface age they have never seen.

For people who grew up in the age of wandering earth where disasters were frequent, the golden age is like a legendary utopia, full of all the beauty.

Sunshine, beach, ocean, all kinds of meat, poultry, vegetables and fruits are free to take. People can breathe fresh air and enjoy a comfortable life under the bright sunshine every day.

Even the most popular literary and artistic works at the moment are about the protagonist having an accident and traveling back to the golden age to talk about a warm love.

And according to statistics, Shu Xiaoyu is the most cited female number one in these works. Even if she is not the first female number one, she is still the second female number one. After all, the authors are not always male...

"Squad leader, tell me, what is your hope of understanding?"

Walking up to the girl with outstanding looks, he gave her a secret look, and then called the class monitor with the best academic performance sitting in front of the girl to answer questions.

Hearing the teacher's question, the squad leader showed a bright face, stood up simply, puffed up his chest, and said in a tone of concealed pride:

"Hope is something as precious as resources in our era, and it is our only way home..."

Seeing the class monitor's delicate and contrived posture, the girl who just sat up straight because of the teacher's gaze couldn't help but twitched her lips and rolled her eyes.

The teacher who noticed this scene frowned, then smiled at the monitor.

"The squad leader said very well, sit down!"

He signaled the squad leader to sit down with his eyes, then took a step towards the girl, narrowing his eyes.

"...Wang Duoduo, tell me..."