Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

Back at the hotel, Song Yaze lay flat on the bed, looked at the ceiling in a daze for a while, and suddenly said to the anti-imperialist:

"It's been half a year, and now I want to travel through time and see a new world. When I come back, there will still be Spring Festival holidays to relax, and now is the most suitable time."

The anti-imperialist also looked unsurprising, and said with a tummy: "Okay. This time the work is called "When the War Ends", and it aims to reflect war and religion. But the author hasn't started to write, just general Four countries were built, namely Dongxia, Sidon, Nanluo, and Beimu. Your identity is a commoner of Dongxia."

"War and religion?" Song Yaze thought about it, and became interested, "Interesting! Do you have an outline?"

"The author didn't provide a plot outline, only the information of the four countries, you can take a look at it." Anti-imperialist said, and opened a scroll, which was densely packed with detailed introductions to the four countries.

"The author asks you to travel around the four countries to experience the life and culture there, as the material for his writing. When you finish traveling the four countries, it's time for you to come back!"

Song Yaze carefully looked at the introduction of the four countries.After a long time, he took a long breath and said, "Let's go!"

"You are a soul, and I shape the environment; all dharmas are in the same body, and they all return to one; there is no beginning and no end, there is a beginning and an end; in the name of love, I finally believe in the land; the soul is the contract, and the life is the price; life after life, reincarnation does not rest; When one dies, one gathers when one dies."

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Opening his eyes, Song Yaze found himself in a room.The house is relatively small, but fortunately, it is square, clean and tidy, and bright enough. Although the furniture in the house is not high-end, it is well-equipped. This is a warm residence, located in an old building with a somewhat dilapidated appearance.

He went downstairs and saw the scene of people coming and going on the street, no different from the city, it was busy.There are still fine particles floating in the air, which are a little rusty, and it is quite gray against the sky.The surrounding streets spread out in all directions like branches, bearing the footsteps of the citizens.

This street is like a bag, bringing people from all walks of life together.Cars speed by, and the rumbling sound reminds pedestrians to give way; there are also some noble ladies dressed like parrots, holding their fat and bald husbands to show off in the street.Of course, there are also hawkers who set up stalls on the side of the street, with small items placed in a mess on them, which are very attractive. There are always pretty girls who stop and look at their little feet; on the corner of the street, there are craftsmen mending shoes and bags, Wearing reading glasses, hands and feet can be considered neat.

There are still a few quaint villas lying in the distance, but in this city, they look more cheerful, as if they hang wealth and honor on the facade.Along the villa area, Song Yaze even saw several tall buildings in the smog. The smog wrapped their shiny buildings, and only the astonishing height seemed to reflect some foreign style.

This is a vibrant city, a city full of fish and dragons, and a city where both simplicity and fashion exist.

"Hehe, Xiao Song, why are you standing here? Hurry up and add some clothes, it's already autumn!" The speaker was Song Yaze's neighbor Liu Fang, who was tall and strong with two bags in her hand.She greeted Song Yaze warmly.

Song Yaze was a person with good eyesight, so he quickly reached out to help her carry the bag, which was heavy, as if it contained a lot of drinks.He went upstairs, into the house, and put down the heavy bag.

"Hurry up and drink some water! Aunt Liu, you want to have a son the most! It's all because of that unbelievable old man who keeps criticizing here and there every day! You can make a lot of money by just talking about it?!" Aunt Liu told Song Yaze While pouring hot tea, she was busy complaining about her husband.

She and Lian Darong have been married for 20 years. Because her husband is infertile, he can't even become a mother, and occasionally mutters a few words.But she still loves her husband, although she has some regrets, she is also wholehearted.Even Darong's career has experienced ups and downs, and she is the one who accompanies the joys and sorrows.When Lian Darong did not have a job and was preparing for the electrical engineer exam, she took care of all the expenses of the family and never complained.

Fortunately, Lian Darong passed the exam in the end and got a decent job.But maybe because of his incompetence, he always has a bit of resentment towards his motherland, complaining all day long that Dongxia is imperfect and unscientific, and even posts on the Internet every day, pretending to be a state commentator to criticize state affairs.

"Liu Fang! Is the meal ready? Oh! You don't know, the smog outside can bury people! I see, we have to immigrate to Sidon sooner or later! Otherwise, sooner or later we will be killed. This fog is choking to death! There is no official to take care of it. Alas! I guess, everyone is busy with corruption! This country is hopeless!"

Lian Darong is back, wearing an exaggerated white mask, like a gas mask.When he entered the door, he took off his mask and said alarmist words.His hair had begun to bald, and his figure was still strong. He wore glasses on his face, and his eyes were round and small, revealing an excessive shrewdness.

"I just came back from shopping for vegetables, where did you get the ready-made rice? You don't feel tired when you walk in the door. It doesn't look good in your eyes!" Liu Fang glanced at her husband and said.

"Hey, Xiao Song is here! Let's eat at my house at noon today! Let's talk about world affairs together, don't be as knowledgeable as these girls!" Lian Darong took off his coat and said disdainfully when he saw Song Yaze Taunt your wife.

Liu Fang is a qualified housewife. She is always tied to the stove by oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and never cares about current affairs.She works neatly, and most of the dishes that come out of her slightly rough hands are full of color, fragrance and taste.After a while, the three of them gathered around the table to eat.

"Let me tell you! What's the use of you talking about this and that all day long? We ordinary people just want to be happy! We don't feel tired!" Liu Fang said, serving her husband a bowl of soup.

"What do you know?! Just cook your own food! Just buy vegetables, cook and dance in the square every day, and you can't think of other things!" Even Darong has a tendency to look down on women in his bones.

"Yes, yes, I don't know anything, right?" Liu Fang wasn't angry at all, maybe she was used to it, "I'm just a middle-aged woman, what country or world has nothing to do with me. But without me, you would have I'm starving to death, I still have energy!"

Lian Darong glanced at his wife, took a sip of soup, and said to Song Yaze, "I'm telling you, this kind of social system doesn't work! Look at Sidon, how democratic and free it is! Anyone who goes there can realize Western ideals. Don’t dream! Do you know what Sidon’s dream is? You can succeed through hard work! You are still young, go to Sidon and immigrate with a Xika, how great it is!”

——Is this the legendary public knowledge?

Song Yaze smiled and said, "Just go there for a trip, and I won't immigrate. It's good for me to be a citizen of Dongxia!"

"Oh! Young man... But, even if you want to immigrate now, you can't move. The new cabinet of Sidon has issued an entry restriction order! But..." Lian Darong's round eyes shone with a gleam, "My mother got a Sika last year. At the end of this year at the earliest, I can immigrate to Sidon!"

Song Yaze finished his meal calmly, and stopped listening to Lian Darong's remarks.He shirked that he still had something to do, so he went downstairs and walked around the street.

He pondered in his mind whether he should also set up a stall on the street, or serve dishes for a few more years, raise some money, and then travel to other countries.He was so engrossed in his thoughts that the car horn rang several times behind him before he came back to his senses.

"Hey! You don't have eyes? Do you understand that you are taking the road for military vehicles? In Dongxia, no one dares to enter the road for military vehicles! This is an urgent matter today, or I will arrest you! "

It was a young man in military uniform who was shouting loudly, and the military rank on his shoulders was not very high; beside him was a military off-road vehicle, which was very impressive, and the windows of the vehicle were covered with green cloth, making it impossible to see clearly .

"Xiao Wang, what are you talking about?" A deep male voice came from the back seat of the car.Then, the car door was opened, and an imposing soldier, about 40 years old, stepped out of the car.He had the rank of Lieutenant General on his shoulders, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and an upright face, as if all the ghosts and monsters in the world would be driven away when they saw his uprightness.

"Commander Wu, he trespassed on the military area!" The young driver pointed to Song Yaze and said to Wu Hao.

Dongxia is a country that attaches great importance to military affairs, second only to Sidon, which has the strongest military power.All roads are reserved for military use and belong to the military area, and civilians are not allowed to trespass.

Wu Hao glanced at Song Yaze hastily, and said, "Let's go."

Song Yaze lowered his head and saw that he was indeed stepping on the sign of the military region, so he quickly withdrew his feet, returned to the sidewalk next to him, and said to Wu Hao, "I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

Wu Hao didn't answer any more, and returned to the car with the steady walking posture unique to soldiers.The off-road vehicle rumbled away, followed by a large group of off-road vehicles of the same specification, driving very fast and in a hurry.More than a dozen off-road vehicles are speeding on the road, looking spectacular.

Song Yaze walked, and after an unknown amount of time, he returned to his downstairs and stood by the window of the canteen on the first floor.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the lanterns were just coming on, and with the water vapor in the air, the city was dyed with dense light.At this time, Dongxia seemed to have calmed down; it was cold, and fewer people went out for a walk, and there were more sounds of vehicles passing by, and the whirring of the wind.How peaceful the city is!

Suddenly, a series of deafening sounds appeared in the sky, like the sound of several fighter jets flying by, shattering the tranquility of the city. The sound was so loud that Song Yaze felt that the ground and buildings were shaking.

"Hi! This movement can scare the living to death!" An old voice came from the canteen behind Song Yaze. When he looked back, it turned out to be an old monk!

He was slender and slightly stooped due to his age.He was wearing a gray monk's robe, holding a rosary in his hand, and there were three ring scars on his head.He is really old, the wrinkles on his face are like walnut skin, his long eyebrows are white, and his eyes are as bright as cold stars, without the cloudiness that an old man should have.Although he said some exaggerated words, his face was smiling, his complexion was rosy, his temperament was healthy, and his whole body exuded lightness and happiness.

Song Yaze was surprised. He had been in contact with Buddhism and knew a little bit of precepts. Monks are not allowed to do business.After being surprised, he still maintained his respect for the monks: "Master, are you the one who opened this canteen?"

The old monk nodded, with a childlike playfulness on his face: "Of course!"

Song Yaze didn't want to ask any more questions, so he closed his mouth in embarrassment.Seeing his reaction, the old monk was not embarrassed at all. He smiled and said, "It seems that you know something! How about it? Would you like to come to my room and have a cup of tea? Have fun talking about it!"