Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

It had been rainy lately, and the moldy ceiling in the attic was dripping with water.

The attic is very small, and there is very little furniture inside, except for a simple wardrobe, there is only a half-new single bed left.

A person is wrapped in the quilt of the single bed.

The man only showed a frizzy hair top and the tip of a red ear, his body curled up tightly, trembling faintly.

I don't know how long it took, he suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up, shouting into the air with tears in his eyes, "Why is this happening, it shouldn't be like this!"

The system was stunned by the yelling, and after a while he said, "I didn't expect this to happen, I thought..."

"What do you think?" Fang Zhuo pressed every step of the way, wishing to pull out the movement in his mind and tear it to pieces.

A good world, how can it be said that it will collapse.

233 suddenly regretted telling the host the follow-up of the last world, "After the small world collapses, it will be reorganized, and those people's memories will come back again, and they will not remember the past."

Fang Zhuo's eyes were red with hatred, "Where is Duan Rin, what should he do! He is a time traveler like me. After the world is reorganized, will he still be alive?"

233 didn't know how to answer, that person had a special status, any kind of result could happen to him.

"Speak!" Fang Zhuo yelled, and the narrow attic trembled.

233 was silent for a long time, "Sorry, I'm not sure what will happen to him either."

Fang Zhuo shook his body and fell back on the pillow.

After he died in the last world, he didn't know anything, and when he woke up, he was already in the new world.

Before that, Fang Zhuo would leave after completing the missions in each world.

Only this time, he died before the plot line and emotional line were filled, and in the end, the world collapsed.

After listening to the system, Fang Zhuo collapsed and cried for more than half an hour under the blanket, his eyes swelled into walnuts.

The system waited for him to cry enough before continuing to say, "You are still alive because of the "advanced worker" reward."

The organization rewarded Fang Zhuo with his life, but he lost his old Gong's life.

What the hell is going on.

Fang Zhuo rolled up the quilt dejectedly, stared blankly at the wall crawling with mold, his heart was as peaceful as death, and he would never be able to come back to life.

233 saw that he was motionless, he didn't even want to sort out the original owner's memory, he was a little anxious, and he also hated iron and steel, "Are you going to die on the bed without doing anything?"

Fang Zhuo's temper came up, and people who are angry are better than others.

He dragged his voice and said slowly, "Yes."

The system was so angry that it wanted to take off his pants and beat him up, "I'll take your emotions and memories away now."

Fang Zhuo jumped up like a hedgehog, "How dare you!"

"I am an auxiliary system and also a supervisor." 233 is very serious, "If you continue to treat this negatively, I can have many ways to force you to perform the next task."

The last world is gone, her husband is gone, and the system has become fierce. Fang Zhuo is wronged, painful, and uncomfortable, as if someone took a stick and turned around in his heart.

233 sighed, no longer took care of his emotions, and directly took them away.

After putting the emotions of the previous world into the cabinet, it began to announce the mission.

"There are no cheats to deliver this time."

The moment the emotion was stripped away, the sadness in Fang Zhuo's heart disappeared in an instant, but he was very annoyed at the system's self-indulgent behavior, bit his lip, and sat cross-legged on the bed without saying a word.

233 didn't care whether he answered, and continued, "You just need to get a gift box and open it, and you can find your way home."

Fang Zhuo was now full of negative emotions, and sneered, "I am dead in reality, and the memory in my mind is also false, can I go back?"

233 gave a profound answer, "Thousands of worlds, there is always a place where you can take root."

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips, turned over and covered his head with the quilt.

The system was so angry that it forcibly opened the light screen in the host's mind and called up the information related to the gift box.

"The gift box is currently in the hands of a man named Gu Chen. He put the box in the safe. Remember, you have to do two things: first, you must get the safe password from Gu Chen; The other party is willing to hand over the box to you in person."

Fang Zhuo stared blankly at the man's photo, frowning more and more.

The man's eyes are good-looking, with slightly deep eye sockets, typical European-style double eyelids, and light pupils, which are a bit exotic.

However, what is incomparably surprising is the familiarity brought by these eyes.

He must have seen this man somewhere.

Fang Zhuo has never been so patient as at this moment. He started from the first world, a little bit of memory, like peeling cocoons, carefully and carefully.

Finally in the eighth world, I found the answer.

This face was seen when he was searching for Jiang Luyan's soul.

He clearly remembered that he saw eight people in Jiang Luyan's mind at that time, and after they overlapped, this face appeared.

It's just that the face at that time was a little blurry, but the eyes were clear.

Fang Zhuo raised his hand to cover his eyes, and giggled nervously, tears streaming down his face.

Good thing he's still here.

Ten minutes later, tired from laughing, Fang Zhuo felt as if he had been spayed, he lifted the quilt and went to the ground barefoot, found some clothes to change, and sorted out his memory by the way.

This world is quite a coincidence, the original owner is also called Fang Zhuo.

The original owner was a miserable person. His originally happy family was completely destroyed by a car accident.

After the death of his parents, he and his younger brother Fang Wei relied on the remaining money in the family to persist. Considering that his grades were not as good as his younger brother's, he decided to drop out of school and work.

In order to make more money, let his younger brother continue to study, whether it is a night market security guard or a takeaway delivery man, as long as there is money to be made, he is willing to do it.

Years of hard work made his physical condition worse and worse. He was as thin as a bamboo pole, with a sallow complexion, as if he would collapse when the wind blows.

Last night, the original owner really felt unwell, so he asked the owner of the convenience store for leave.

After returning to the small attic where he rented, he fell asleep and developed a high fever in the middle of the night.

When Fang Zhuo came over, it was when his body was burning the most. It was as if there was a fire in his body, and his headache was about to split.

Fortunately, with the help of the system, his symptoms were finally relieved.

Fang Zhuo paused for tying his shoelaces, feeling that something was wrong, "Brother Ah San, I measured the temperature when I woke up, and it was 39.5, so it won't burn people to death."

233 said, "The original owner's body is so fragile, he can't stand the torment of illness."

That's right, some people will drown if they fall while walking and bury their face in a small puddle.

As the saying goes, if the king of Hades wants you to die on the third watch, whoever wants to keep you until the fifth watch, superstitiously speaking, this is fate.

Fang Zhuo put on his shoes and stomped on the ground twice, kicked his mobile phone and money, and went to work. If he remembers correctly, today is the day of salary.

The place of work is a large home appliance store. The job of the original owner is to deliver and install the goods for the merchant.

The relationship between the workers is quite harmonious. There are a few strong uncles who know that the original economic pressure is high, and occasionally help to move and unload the goods. The buyer sometimes gives a little tip, and also gives it all to the original owner.

Fang Zhuo got off the bus, and saw the door of the warehouse of the store open from a long distance, and the porters were moving the refrigerator out of it, ready to load it into the car.

Seeing Fang Zhuo approaching, one of the uncles with a towel around his neck smiled at him, "I've punched in the card for you, hurry up and work."

The uncle's surname is Chen, and everyone around him calls him Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen is an invisible local tyrant. He used to be a farmer. After his home was occupied and demolished, he had time to pay for the house, but he always felt that he was not as fulfilled as before.

So I found a moving and installing job to pass the time.

As a result, it took five years.

Fang Zhuo looked at the creases in the corners of Uncle Chen's eyes and felt very cordial. He went up to say thank you, and went to work with his colleagues.

There are a lot of goods to be delivered this morning, and I didn't eat until two o'clock in the afternoon.

A total of four people, including the driver, squatted on the side of the road and ate lunch together.

Uncle Chen handed Fang Zhuo a box of lunch boxes and asked, "How is the girl I introduced to you last time?"

Fang Zhuo was confused, "Huh?"

Uncle Chen clicked his tongue and reminded, "The one I asked you to meet on Wednesday."

Fang Zhuo quickly rummaged through his mind, and finally picked out a dusty picture in the corner.

Last Wednesday, the original owner really went to meet a girl. That girl is a neighbor of Uncle Chen's family and also a demolition household. She wants money and good looks.

After the two returned to their respective homes, the original owner received a call from Uncle Chen. He euphemistically said that the other party's conditions were too good for him.

Uncle Chen said that the woman's parents were also in the coffee shop at the time, and they fell in love with him, and they also said that they would ask the original owner to have a face-to-face meeting on Saturday.

The original owner evaded a few words to no avail, so he had no choice but to agree, thinking that when the time came, he would make it clear in person.

Now, the day after tomorrow is Saturday.

Fang Zhuo shook his head, "I'm not suitable for her."

Uncle Chen pondered for a moment, "I'll tell you the truth, their family wants to recruit you as their son-in-law because they want you to be honest."

The corner of Fang Zhuo's mouth twitched, "Impossible."

How can he be a gay son-in-law? Isn't that harmful?

"Uncle Chen, you also know about my situation. I have nothing to do with that girl." Fang Zhuo said sincerely, "And that girl doesn't like me either."

This is the truth.

In my memory, the two of them ate very awkwardly that day, the girl never showed a smile, and the original owner was still paying the bill, so he drove away.

Feelings can't be forced.

Uncle Chen sighed and greeted him, "You can figure it out yourself, eat first."

There is one meat and one vegetarian in the fast food box, and the taste is quite good. After working all morning, Fang Zhuo was tired and hungry, and he managed to eat a box of rice in 5 minutes.

The air conditioner was delivered in the afternoon, and I have to be responsible for the installation.

Because the original owner is lighter in weight and smaller in size, he is responsible for installing the external unit every time.

Uncle Chen helped him fix the safety rope and let him step out of the window first.

Fang Zhuo stood in front of the window, his heart pounding.

This is the [-]th floor. At a glance, the people passing by below are as small as ants.

If the safety rope breaks and you fall, you will definitely become a puddle of tomato sauce.

"Brother Ah San, if I die again, can I still live?" He swallowed and asked nervously in his heart.

233 is a straightforward system. To be honest, "No, the organization only rewards one life, which is the one you use now."

Fang Zhuo timidly said, "Then what if I die again?"

233 said, "Can't you think better?"

"You're right, I have to live well, and I can't let it happen." Fang Zhuo said to himself and looked at himself again, helped both sides to step on the window frame, and rolled over to the outside window sill.

This community was built a few years ago, and there was no air-conditioning panel, so the load-bearing frame had to be installed with an electric drill before the external unit of the air-conditioning could be placed.

Fang Zhuo grabbed the safety rope, kicked off the wall and moved down a bit.

His back was hanging in the air, which made people feel very insecure. He couldn't help but look down, and there was an old man walking his dog, watching the excitement in his direction.

Seeing that the faces of the people outside were not quite right, Uncle Chen leaned on the window, "Fang Zhuo, are you alright?"

Fang Zhuo swallowed, "It's okay."

He marked two dots with a pencil, took the electric drill from his waist, and drilled it.

Relying on the original owner's memory, a series of things went smoothly. After installing the air conditioner, Uncle Chen stretched out his hand to him, "Slow down, I'll pull you up."

Fang Zhuo grabbed the safety rope and walked up. When he stepped on the window sill, a magpie suddenly flew out from the nest above the slant, and its spread wings touched his ankle.

Before he could yell out, his foot slipped, his hand didn't hold it firmly, and he fell down uncontrollably.

Uncle Chen moved quickly, grabbed the safety rope that was sliding down, and shouted at his colleagues who hadn't recovered, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and help!"

Colleagues grasped the rope belatedly, and it took a lot of effort to finally bring them up together.

After being so frightened just now, Fang Zhuo's legs and feet became weak, and he couldn't use his strength.

Uncle Chen leaned out, hooked his armpits, and forcibly carried him in through the window.

The hostess of this house was quite frightened, her voice trembling, "Are you all right, do you need to call an emergency?"

Fang Zhuo lay on the ground, staring at the ceiling in a daze as if he had lost his soul.

The feeling of the body being pulled down by gravity is inexplicably familiar, as if it has happened before, and it is not happening before.

He tried to recall, and then saw a picture.

He saw himself walking to an unfamiliar top floor rooftop, and opposite, a young man with a vague appearance was talking to him.

The other party was very excited, his mouth moved so fast that his fingers almost touched the tip of his nose.

The strange thing is that the other party's voice seemed to have been specially processed, and it fell into Fang Zhuo's ears, and it became a buzzing noise.

A ringing suddenly erupted in his head, and the sound had a substantial sharpness that almost pierced his brain membranes.

Fang Zhuo hugged his head in pain and curled up his body, groaning suppressedly.

The more I want to see and hear clearly, the more I have a splitting headache.

The concern from the colleague in the ear seemed to be blocked in another space, the voice became smaller and smaller, and even the worried expression of the other party began to be slowly engulfed by the darkness until it disappeared.

The three people present were frightened by this sudden scene, and in the end, Uncle Chen was the first to react and asked the hostess to help them increase by 120.

Soon the ambulance arrived.

Uncle Chen knew that Fang Zhuo had no other relatives in this city except his younger brother who was studying, so he went to the hospital with the ambulance and helped pay the various expenses.

After the examination was completed, the person was pushed into the ward, and it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

The results of the examination came out quickly, Fang Zhuo didn't have any physical symptoms except malnutrition.

Uncle Chen held the examination results and frowned, "Doctor, he passed out from the severe pain. Do you want to check again to see if there are any omissions."

The doctor said helplessly, "Don't worry, everything that needs to be checked has been checked. Mr. Fang is indeed in good health."

Uncle Chen had nothing to say, and sat with the checklist until dawn, finally waking him up.

Fang Zhuo looked at the dark ceiling, and a thought flashed through his mind——

It is said that something good will happen when you see a magpie, but he is lucky, he almost fell to his death from the eighteenth floor.

233 said, "If you survive a catastrophe, you will surely have a future blessing."

Fang Zhuo thought of Gu Chen, and couldn't hold back a soft laugh. He firmly believed that a man was his blessing.

Uncle Chen felt shallow, heard a slight laughter, and woke up.

Seeing the person on the bed sitting up, he quickly got up from the sofa and walked over, "Is there any discomfort? Does your head still hurt?"

Fang Zhuo froze, remembering the images that appeared in his mind before the coma.

Worrying and having a headache, he didn't dare to think deeply, so he kept it silently in his heart, and planned to find a small notebook to write it down when he got home, so as not to forget the details.

Fang Zhuo shook his head at Uncle Chen, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Uncle Chen, thank you for sending me to the hospital."

"Don't be polite to me." Uncle Chen poured a glass of water and handed it over, "You have paid the hospitalization fee for two days, you can rest at ease, and your sister-in-law will bring you meals at noon."

There are still many good people in this world.

Fang Zhuo covered the warm cup with both hands, "I'm fine, I don't need to be hospitalized."

Uncle Chen saw that he looked much better after waking up from sleep, so he stopped insisting, and quickly went through the discharge procedures.But insisted that Fang Zhuo ask for leave and rest at home for an extra day.

Fang Zhuo has not eaten since he was in a coma yesterday and this morning, and his body is a little weak.

He sat listlessly on the plastic chair in the hall on the first floor, staring at the gate where people came and went in a daze.

Some of those people were smiling, probably because they or their family members recovered, or they were pregnant with a baby, and the family was about to add a child.

Some are gloomy and gloomy, with reddish eyes.

At this moment, a man with a big belly and a suit and tie came in, followed by a young man.

The young man was dressed brightly, with delicate features, and a pair of rimless glasses hung on the bridge of his nose, looking refined.

Fang Zhuo repeatedly compared him with the person in his memory, and finally confirmed that this was the original owner's Xueba younger brother, Fang Wei.

The original owner cared about his lover and regarded his younger brother as his god. As long as Fang Wei made a phone call, he would eagerly send money to him.

He is in the middle of the game, he only thinks of giving, and looks forward to raising his precious brother as soon as possible.

This adult does not only refer to the age, but also includes Fang Wei's future marriage and childbirth.

The original owner was elated and willing, and wanted to help Fang Wei in every period of his life.

But after observing all the memories of the original owner, Fang Zhuo discovered from the details that Fang Wei didn't want to talk to this brother, and even felt a little disgusted.

Because this man who always wears old clothes has no decent job, no bright appearance, and no enviable financial strength.

All this made him feel ashamed.