Manual of Space-Time Interference

After all, there are differences between men and women, and living in the same ward has many inconveniences, so after Dialect woke up, Luo Qiao on the hospital bed next to him had disappeared, replaced by a middle-aged man sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Wake up." The middle-aged man said, then put down the personal computer in his hand, and pointed to a box of meals on the table next to him, "It's past 7 o'clock in the evening, we have prepared some simple meals, We eat and talk about some things."

"Yeah!" Fang Yan nodded, then turned over and got up. During the period, he touched his own wound, but unexpectedly there was not much pain.

"Let's talk about your current situation first. Your right hand is fixed by us, and your left hand can perform some simple activities. Although it is said that there is not much pain, it should not be too severe to prevent the recovery of the wound from being affected." The middle-aged man added.

"Thank you!" Dialect responded, and then looked at the food on the table. Although it was simple, it was considerate.

Very fluffy white rice, and then accompanied by some side dishes. After considering that only the left hand can use the dialect, the original chopsticks have also become a spoon, and the stir-frying vegetables are also finely chopped.

"Do you want something to eat?" Fang Yan raised his head and asked, but just happened to watch the middle-aged man take out a pair of bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet next to him again, and then put a bowl for both the dialect and his own.

"Because the situation is urgent now, we can only eat simple things, don't care too much." The middle-aged man said, and then handed over the rice bowl in his hand, "You're welcome."

"It's alright, I'm used to it." The dialect said carelessly, picked up the spoon with his left hand and slowly began to eat. It felt a little jerky at first, but it became familiar after that.

"Where were you born?" The middle-aged man asked while eating, his tone was gentle, as if he was chatting at the dinner table, which made the dialect feel extremely comfortable.

"Nanjing, Jiangsu." Dialect replied, and then once again scooped up a spoonful of green vegetables and stuffed it into his mouth.

"One of the four ancient capitals, very good." The middle-aged man said with a smile, then took over the empty rice bowl of the dialect and filled it out again.

"Look at your appearance, it's about 25 years old this year." The middle-aged man asked, in fact, this is the age he guessed from the dialect bone age report.

Dialect was stunned for a while, and then thought about it carefully. It seems that he was born in 1996. If he is based on a simple age, he should be 226 years old now, and if he is based on his actual experience, he should be 35 years old.

"Yes!" Dialect nodded.

"How long have you been alive?" The middle-aged man then asked, then filled a bowl of soup from the side and slowly drank it.

"October 17," the dialect replied, and then thought about it, "the day before the founding day of the federation."

"Are there any girlfriends, or wives and children?" The middle-aged man continued to ask, with a smile on his face.

"Do you have a girlfriend in your job?" Dialect asked with a sneer, putting down his bowls and chopsticks, and then indicating that he also needed a bowl of hot soup.

"No, but most of the people in this base are still single. If you have the ability, you can find it yourself. There are both men and women." The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled, and then gave the dialect a bowl of soup and handed it over.

"Is there anyone else at home, have you ever worked for any enemy, or went to school?" the middle-aged man then asked.

"The place of work, don't mention it, there is no one at home now, he won't let me go to school." Fang Yan replied, and then drank the soup in one breath, then took the napkin next to him and wiped his mouth .

"This is your temporary ID card in this base." The middle-aged man handed over a card and said again, "You can enter the restaurant, entertainment venue, and some areas."

"Is there anything else?" Dialect continued to ask while looking at the small card in his hand.

"Your identity information will be available on the Internet later, and we have prepared a room for you. I will take you there later. Seeing that you are in good spirits now, you shouldn't need anyone to come. Take care, and someone will come to check your wound recovery every day." The middle-aged man said after thinking for a while, then paused, and added again,

"You saved the world, we are sure and grateful, but other things can only be added after everything is over."

"I can understand." Dialect nodded, and then asked, "Does this little card still have any function?"

"A lot, even if it's only temporary, you can imagine that some of our base's data will be open to you, and our base's database is huge, covering everything from basic to the most cutting-edge scientific and technological information and some top-secret data, you can Read and download the Open Messages in it."

The middle-aged man replied, letting the dialect also nodded, then he also stood up and followed the middle-aged man's footsteps to his room.

Without too many complicated procedures, after agreeing to some of the dialect's requests, such as a personal computer and a removable storage disk, the middle-aged talent turned around and walked towards the door.

"By the way, ask another question, we will win, right?" Fang Yan asked, looking at the middle-aged man who was about to step out of the house.

"I don't know the specific arrangement and the situation on the front line, but I do know that we will definitely win!" The middle-aged man turned his head and replied, then raised his footsteps again, and walked outside after closing the door. .

Nodding his head, Dialect sat in front of the computer in the room. After swiping it with the temporary ID card, he started to browse and download all the technological information he could see...

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On March 8, 2222, Huaxia Shanghai, a vaccine distribution location...

The sky was already dark, but this street was still unusually noisy. Even with the army managing the order, it still seemed a little powerless in front of the emotional crowd.

"Please keep order, don't stay after the injection, leave from the side passage, and then return home quickly, after replenishing food and drinking water, eat the rest of the medicine, the virus in the body will be cleaned up the next day !"

The sound of the broadcast was instantly drowned out in the noisy crowd, and one after another people kept coming to the injection area, then took a bag of medicine and quickly returned home...

Among them, a man quickly squeezed out of the crowd, hurried to his home holding a bag of medicine, and then after entering the house, he quickly finished his dinner, and then took out a piece of soft Candy-like medicines were eaten.

Chicken flavored?

A thought flashed in the man's mind, followed by a dizzy feeling, he staggered on the bed, and then quickly closed his eyes. ) Download Free Reader!!