There's something wrong with my world

The high-end community where Siwei is located is very confidential, so even if it is a courier, it can only be delivered to the property at the door.It's not necessary for Siwei to go to the property to pick up the package by himself, the hourly worker he hired will help him pick up the package at one time when he comes to clean every day.

But today’s situation is quite special. The hourly worker has just left, but Siwei really wants to taste the so-called so delicious beef jerky on Tao X that it is out of stock. Sometimes it takes a month to wait for the arrival of the beef jerky. Siwei's foodie heart defeated the lazy villain in his heart, and he went out by himself.

"Ah, I still haven't gotten used to the sunshine of another world..." While blocking the glare of the sun, I walked past a mother and daughter calmly, and I could still hear the words in my ears. Dialogue with mother and daughter.

"Mom, what was that big brother doing just now?" The girl in the little flower dress asked innocently.

"That's a pervert. You can't imitate him when you grow up." The mother immediately gave the answer, trying to change her daughter's cognition since she was a child, so as to shape a more valuable outlook on life in the future.

Siwei covered his face silently, it's because someone next to him didn't notice, I didn't mean it, I, I...you deprived me of the chance to be a good person! [After Siwei received the package with "from the future" written in the sender column, he and the property security were silent.

The dumb hair on his head wobbled and wobbled, and he had an epiphany when he was on the verge of a crisis. Has the current popularity turned into malicious selling by Tao X sellers?What should I do, I suddenly don't want to admit that this package is my own.

But in the end, Siwei took the package home, because the pain of not being able to buy the website where the goddess is located can only be redeemed by eating.In the end, when I got home and opened the package, I didn't want to admit that the package was my own. What should I do?

This package can't be the jerky beef jerky that promised to arrive within a month, but a long stick-shaped object that looks very evil, black and soft.

Sex stuff? (╯｀*′)╯╧╧Your sister!

Then, Siwei discovered that this gadget even had an instruction manual, and suddenly it looked low-key and luxurious with a lot of connotations... No wonder.

After opening the manual and reading it, Siwei became more convinced that he had been pranked, because it said that this long stick-shaped object was called "Story Reasonable Derivation Device" (hereinafter referred to as derivation device), and there was a line under the name—— —Return your childhood dream of "if the phone booth".

"If the phone booth" is a prop in Doraemon, as long as you tell the fantasy world in your mind to the phone, you can organically combine your own world with the fantasy world. Simply put, you are still the same you, you The people around you are still those people, but the world you live in will undergo earth-shaking changes as you imagined.For example, if Nobita said that he wanted a world where flip ropes are popular, then the world would really become popular with flip ropes, but other than that nothing would change.

Siwei does not deny that when he watched Doraemon when he was a child, he also imagined what kind of world he would want if he had a "phone booth", such as a world with monsters and Ultraman.

But that was just a naive fantasy when he was a child, and he would never take it seriously when he was an adult.

"Do you dare to make this day worse?" Siwei said to himself.

After 10 minutes, maybe because I was alone for too long, or maybe because I was seriously affected by the bad news that I couldn't buy the website where the goddess is located, Siwei finally picked up the manual and read it word by word from beginning to end.He didn't admit that he believed in this thing, but, just, he couldn't resist the "what if?"

If it's possible... Siwei is willing to use everything in exchange for his parents to return to him, even if it is a delivery that looks particularly unreliable.

But soon the hope of being prepared for danger was crushed again, because there is still a certain difference between this "reasonable story deducer" and "if the phone booth", as you can tell by the name.It is stated in the manual that the deducer cannot really create a world as you like, like bringing the dead back to life, it can only organically combine a finished novel with reality, so that the protagonists and plots in the novel can appear in the imagination. Beside Wei, Gong Siwei watched the live-action novel.

——Dear God, when I said "do you dare to make this day worse", I was just complaining, not provocative, thank you!

Siwei, who couldn't be more depressed, was blackened in this way, of course... With his character, he couldn't go black if he wanted to, and he only had a few seconds in that short second. Even more absurd idea, he wants to input Qingjiu's story into the deducer!

Well, I lost my mind a little at the time, and Siwei couldn't deny it when he thought about it later, since he really dared to ignore it and plug a machine of unknown origin into the computer, we can see his second deficiency.

After copying all of Qingjiu's texts into the deducer, Siwei realized that he was an idiot. Why did he really believe that this ubiquitous thing in his hand that exudes 18 bans can let him watch a game? The reality show of Qing Jiu's story.After he pulled out the derivation device from the computer according to the instructions in the manual, nothing happened at all...

Siwei threw away the deducer casually in despair, and fell asleep regardless of his care, and no one cared about his unhealthy lifestyle that was going to sleep to death in the afternoon. He felt that his mood today was extremely bad with such ups and downs. His stupid behavior just now was as if he had returned to the age of three (yu)zhen (chun).

But Siwei never thought that when he opened his eyes again, the whole world really witnessed a miracle like Nobita who came out of the "if phone booth".

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Early the next morning, Siwei, who was woken up by the continuous alarm, was in no hurry to do anything, but first posted a 140-character roaring Weibo: Me!At once!yes!indivual!stupid!force!Do you have to install Sleepifucan on your smartphone! ! !I still have to take pictures of the double-door refrigerator at home.Damn it, who, who, who changed labor's refrigerator in the middle of the night? !This app is so smart! !It can't be fooled by changing the wardrobe! !Where can I get a refrigerator this early in the morning? ! (Adapted from Weibo stalk, invaded and deleted)

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Obviously, no one really believed Siwei's Weibo, and Siwei would not have believed it if he hadn't seen the silver-gray refrigerator turn milky white.With the passionate loop of the divine song "Uneasy" playing in the background, Siwei was overwhelmed with grief and indignation. He couldn't help thinking whether he should smash the new mobile phone he just got, or smash it, or smash it.

"Are you up?" A low and pleasant voice came from the unoccupied guest room of Siwei's house, melodious and hazy like a cello.

Siwei was taken aback by this sudden voice, no matter how nice the voice was, it couldn't stand the shock of such a sudden appearance.

A handsome young man with black hair and black eyes was standing at the door of the guest room of Siwei's house. The beige plaid pullover and dark suit pants matched the simplest and purest British style, elegant yet sexy. On the milky white door of the room, his tall and straight body is even more set off. Under the sun, he is like a figure walking out of an oil painting. It is a kind of silent elegance and randomness, and no part is imperfect. .

"...Who are you?" No matter how beautiful the other party is, he still can't let the thinking forget the fact that he doesn't know the other party at all.

"Jing Xiaoyu, your cousin, do you still have any impressions of the relatives who came to the imperial capital to go to university and live temporarily at your house this year?" Jing Xiaoyu took off the rimless glasses with one hand, and kept pinching the bridge of her tall nose with the other. , trying to relax my emotions.

"Jing Xiaoyu...Jing Xiaoyu?!" That Qingjiu became popular

The male protagonist in the first time-traveling novel?Don't worry about it.

"it's me."

"Did you change the refrigerator at home?" Siwei's phone was dead, and this was the automatic reply asking him the question he wanted to ask the most.

"No, it was replaced by an hourly worker. The refrigerator at home was broken, and the store company just delivered a new one yesterday afternoon. Oh, you were sleeping at the time, so I helped collect it."

"Thank you." Subconsciously replied.

"You're welcome." Jing Xiaoyu smiled like a spring breeze.

"You can do whatever you want, I haven't woken up yet, I need to go to sleep again." After speaking, Siwei floated back to the room, ready to restart the machine to face this really unreasonable world.

"Sweet dream." Jing Xiaoyu, who was so perfect from the beginning to the end that she didn't look like a real person, still had a smile on her face.

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The author has something to say: So dear friends, you can expect that in a short while, the male lead will experience the shock of waking up to the end of the world again, and the male lead’s cousin also has a sudden personality change =V=

After the apocalypse, the world suddenly becomes sci-fi again. After sci-fi, you can connect to immortals. After cultivating immortals, you can connect to the future. In the future, you can connect to mechas. It is guaranteed to bring a completely different taste to the protagonist every day~ This kind of metaphor, how to arrange it, I am still hesitating><.

Chapter 16 Map [-]: Constitutional Monarchy (XIV) Cooking is something I think is delicious, but you can only say it is delicious with a bitter face.

Once he has made up his mind, Jing Xiaoyu is not in a hurry to be hurt by Siwei's matter, calm down and think carefully, as long as he makes up his mind to live in Siwei's house, how many ways can Mohan keep stumbling Won't you go home in fear?First of all, Mohan can't pass the Siwei pass.

Since Siwei will come back sooner or later, why is Jing Xiaoyu so anxious?It might as well be more generous, and it can also increase Siwei's guilt towards him, and by the way, brush up the favorability of Mohan, the future brother-in-law.

Of course, the last thought is a bit dispensable to Jing Xiaoyu. It would be nice to add icing on the cake, but it would be even better if Mohan never appeared in their lives again in a fit of anger.For Jing Xiaoyu, the most important thing at this stage is to accumulate his own strength, as long as he is strong, Mohan will be irrelevant.

Jing Xiaoyu always insists that the most beautiful part of a relationship is that both parties in love are constantly working hard to become better for each other.

Thus, Jing Xiaoyu, who was sitting on the Diaoyutai leisurely and leisurely, really caught Siwei, and it was Siwei who took the initiative to bite the hook.

As soon as the new year was over, the energy of being prepared for danger after returning from abroad was completely exhausted. Before Mohan could say anything, he said that even if he was killed within half a year, he would not go to the group again.Although it is not boring to follow Mohan every day, but pretending to be mysterious also makes Siwei miserable, and he would not like to do this unless he is driven to the bottom of the mountain by boredom.

"How to use the enthusiasm for reading novels on the Internet for work" is a lifelong problem that Mohan needs to solve urgently. Looking at Jing Xiaoyu who is sitting at home and waiting for the crisis, Mohan can only feel helpless. He lost to It's not Jing Xiaoyu, but Siwei.

……

In recent days, Siwei seems to be lazy. He doesn't want to take a step when he stays on the bed in his new home. He only eats, drinks, and sleeps on the bed. Well, he has basically taken care of eating and drinking on the bed.

"Those who didn't know thought you were sold abroad to do coolies." Jing Xiaoyu commented on Siwei's half-lying on the bed without looking up when he was helping Siwei bring over the milk before going to bed. Looking at the computer screen held in mid-air, he replied: "It has nothing to do with whether you want to go abroad. I'm tired in spring and autumn, understand? I haven't been able to rest much all winter, so I have to make up for it in spring. After I finish drinking Milk, by the way, take the cup~"

Jing Xiaoyu unceremoniously pinched his precarious face, um, it feels very good: "Am I your cousin or the nanny you hired?"

"Hey." Siwei didn't answer, but just smiled shamelessly.

The blow from Jing Xiaoyu's side is not over yet: "You should read less novels in the future. Reading novels is nothing more than the protagonists in YY stories who are powerful, wealthy, or dressed in yellow robes, wise and brave, and their heroes who kill the world. Your man, cut off the invincible things in your life, and collect all the hot experiences of all the girls in the world. But get out of the story, you are still you, don't make up your mind, it is a disease, it can be cured."

Siwei had to accept a cruel reality—his cousin was becoming more and more like a cousin, and spared no effort to hit his glassy heart in the details of life. God knows why.

Of course, Jing Xiaoyu, who finally finished talking about being in danger, still took out the empty milk cup of being in danger.

Satisfied, Siwei decided to turn off the phone and go to sleep, thinking that Jing Xiaoyu was also concerned about his body, and by the way, he closed his eyes and thought about it before falling asleep, whether he really enslaved the male protagonist in Qingjiu Humanities a little too much , It’s really unscientific. A while ago, he was so excited to treat him as a national treasure. Why did he suddenly take it for granted these days... ZZZzzzz had no dreams until dawn.

When Siwei started, Jing Xiaoyu had already gone to class, and looking at the milk sandwiches on the table, Siwei finally figured out why his attitude changed so quickly, because Jing Xiaoyu was no longer just in his heart. The male protagonist in Qing Jiuwen is still his cousin, and his family members, just like Brother Mo, don't have to be afraid that he will get angry and ignore his existence, so he is a little unscrupulous.

"That's not okay," Siwei said to the cat standing by the plate and looking at him with wide eyes, "Papa said before that the worst decision in a person's life is to leave the worst side of himself for to show the best side of yourself to outsiders."

"Well." The cat's intelligence is not too high, it can handle basic daily conversations, but it is obviously too much for a sentence like Siwei, so it can only be handled with universal sentences.

Fortunately, Siwei doesn't expect the cat to give him any advice, he just needs someone to confide in: "I've decided, I'm going to do something for Jing Xiaoyu and Brother Mo!"

"What to do?" the cat asked.

"How about cooking?" Si Wei thought about it and thought it would be a good way to express his heart, and it could be done at home. [The last sentence is the key point, right? "Good idea, the cat wants to eat big bones~" Although the cat is called a cat, its setting is still a teacup dog.

"Okay, then let's make fruity ribs." Siwei hugged the cat and went straight to the computer, searched for recipes online, and then called the hourly worker to ask her to buy all the ingredients needed for the recipe before she came today.Siwei himself is very confident, he will definitely surprise Jing Xiaoyu and Mo Han.

In the end, Jing Xiaoyu and Mo Han were really taken aback by Siwei's hard work all day, but...the direction was wrong.

"What is this?" Jing Xiaoyu asked after returning from get out of class at night, pointing to the appalling yellow lump on the plate.It should probably be lumpy, Jing Xiaoyu thought uncertainly, the other person's growth is really too irregular.

"The pineapple in the fruity spareribs." Siwei introduced with great interest, "Despite its appearance, it actually tastes pretty good." Siwei is a cook, so he was naturally the first one to taste the dishes, and he felt extremely self-conscious good.

"It doesn't look too bad." Mohan, who was called from thousands of miles away, replied very sincerely, "It's rare."

Jing Xiaoyu directly gave Mo Han a look of "You can praise this without conscience", and then unceremoniously hit Siwei and said: "Yes, it is really rare, it is rare that you can make a pineapple like this The look of dying."

Mohan glanced at Jing Xiaoyu indifferently, the implied warning was far less calm than he showed.Mo Han and Jing Xiaoyu have different views on the education of Siwei. Mo Han encourages as much as possible and tolerates unlimitedly. He slapped his tongue once or twice on trivial matters, trying to subtly change his vigilance.

Mohan couldn't say which of these two methods was better, but he certainly didn't like seeing Siwei feel sad, so he decided to grit his teeth and try the dishes himself, to give Siwei enough face.

"The taste is very unique."

Seeing Mo Han's appearance and his answer, Jing Xiaoyu wanted to eat the food in front of her at all, but Si Wei was looking at him with burning eyes... His purpose was to use occasional blows to push Si Wei to improve, so as not to be caught by Mo Han. The more Han is loved, the more stupid he becomes, not to make Siwei hate him.Therefore, Jing Xiaoyu had no choice but to bite the bullet and took a bite, with all kinds of tastes in his heart, Mo Han was able to eat mouthful after mouthful so calmly, he was really at the level of a movie king.

"Is it delicious?" Siwei asked eagerly.

"Have you tried it?" Jing Xiaoyu asked uncertainly.

Siwei nodded: "I have tasted it, this is the best dish I have ever made, and I think it tastes pretty good."

"Well, I also have the same idea." Jing Xiaoyu endured the stomachache and smiled like this. He has always been good in acting, but he and Mohan have reached a rare agreement in private, and he must be thoughtful when he is free some other day. Go check your sense of taste.

When Siwei's culinary skills were getting worse and worse because of lack of good feedback, Jing Xiaoyu's novel was finally published, and a well-known scholar in the industry mentioned him in an interview. This article was greatly appreciated, and the words of praise were endless, and he said that he and another friend of his, who is also a well-known professor in the industry, jointly recommended "Heavenly Kingdom" to run for Prince Chengze Literary Award.

"It looks like a bunch of flowers on the outside, but in fact, the heart has already begun to decay. The Kingdom of Heaven, which was overtaken by the world without knowing it, is like a wake-up call. It uses a unique perspective to warn us who live in the present. Don't be complacent. As the text says, born in sorrow, die in peace."

The media followed suit and began to report "Heavenly Kingdom" on a large scale, calling it a critical irony and pioneering the foreign threat theory.

As if overnight, the streets and alleys, both online and offline, were filled with the names of Tianchao Shangguo and Jing Xiaoyu.

"You're really popular!" Siwei said excitedly to Jing Xiaoyu.