Slag to the collapse of the world [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Tong didn't stay in the mission world for a long time this time, and when he was lying in the ecological cabin, his life activities were relatively slow, so his hair didn't grow back to his shoulders.

It should be daytime now, and there are many people. After Yan Tong jumped out of the ecological cabin, he looked back at his body data and found no obvious abnormalities, so he grabbed a coat he left here last time and draped it over his shoulders went out.

There are not many people in the corridor of the fast-traveling headquarters, and the whole environment looks clean and orderly, but the people passing by... looked back at Yan Tong a few more times.

Yan Tong was very confident in his appearance, so he turned a blind eye to these gazes, took out a pair of bluetooth earphones from his jacket pocket, put them on, and connected Sheng Yingxian, "Brother, where are you?"

Sheng Yingxian should have just climbed out of the ecological cabin, and his voice was a bit confused, "The eighteenth floor, we will maintain this side."

Yan Tong asked: "Did you come by car?"

"No."

"That's fine," Yan Tong nodded and greeted an acquaintance walking towards him, "I'll go down now, see you in the underground garage later, my car is parked near the elevator entrance of the medical department, you know me."

"...what are you going to do?"

Yan Tong smiled softly: "Brother, you still owe me a meal."

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When Sheng Yingxian found Yan Tong's parking space, Yan Tong was leaning against the car door, with a pair of earphones hanging on his ears, his head was slightly raised, his eyes didn't know where to fall.

He was wearing a pure black satin coat on his shoulders, and his hands were casually inserted in the pockets of his jeans. His hair looked a little loose because he hadn't taken care of it for a long time, and his whole person revealed a kind of indifference from inside to outside. Come lazy.

They seemed to be unlucky. When they came back, they hit the rush hour of get off work, and people walked by in the garage from time to time—and these passers-by, without exception, would look at Yan Tong twice.

Sheng Yingxian stopped in place, and shouted across three parking spaces: "Brother Yan!"

Yan Tong followed the sound and turned his head away.

——This familiar face.

Sheng Yingxian seemed to hear a sigh in his heart, admiring and satisfied.

The cry he just yelled attracted a lot of attention, Sheng Yingxian pretended not to see it, and walked quickly towards Yan Tong's direction, Yan Tong glanced at him, and the co-pilot's door opened silently.

Sheng Yingxian lowered his head and got in, followed by Yan Tong as he opened the driver's door and got in. He pulled a coat from the backrest and threw it on Sheng Yingxian, "Your clothes."

Sheng Yingxian: "..."

Yan Tong threw the coat draped over his shoulders to the back seat, leaned back, pulled down the seat belt and fastened it, and then asked the person sitting in the co-pilot: "Boss, where are we going to eat?"

Sheng Yingxian: "...you decide."

"No, the boss decides."

Sheng Yingxian had no choice but to say: "I'm not very familiar with the headquarters... To be precise, I'm not very familiar with the eating places here."

"Okay," Yan Tong turned the steering wheel and slowly drove the car out of the parking space, "Then let's take a look around first?"

Sheng Yingxian naturally had no objection.

When he drove out of the garage and the setting sun slanted in through the windshield, Yan Tong subconsciously squinted his eyes, and suddenly said, "Didn't anyone tell you who pays the bill and who decides?"

Sheng Yingxian: "..."

Yes, of course there is.

It's just that when I see you, I forget it.

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It is the evening rush hour, and it is also a bustling place in the capital. Although the main roads are underground, the roads in the city are still very congested.

Fortunately, Yan Tong was not in a hurry, and Sheng Yingxian naturally didn't care, so the two of them wandered slowly with the traffic jam on the road, while paying attention to the signboards on the side of the road.

Sheng Yingxian suddenly asked: "Are there any taboos?"

When he was talking, he turned to Yan Tong, Yan Tong was concentrating on driving, and only gave him a side profile - the neon billboards and car taillights reflected on Yan Tong's face, amidst the grotesque, his appearance was exceptional Tired and cold, like a piece of aged bluestone, soaking coolly in Sheng Yingxian's heart.

Yan Tong replied: "No."

His voice is also very nice, Sheng Ying thought about it.

Sheng Yingxian asked again: "Do you want to eat Western food?"

Yan Tong finally laughed, and turned to look at him, "You have eaten for half a year in the last world, and you still haven't had enough, brother?"

Sheng Yingxian also laughed: "Then didn't you eat the soil for two months in the end?"

"Although this matter is my fault," Yan Tong turned left onto another road, and said with a blank expression, "but this is not the reason for you to continue eating as soon as you come back, brother."

"Okay," Sheng Ying said with a casual smile, "Then I know, turn right at the third intersection ahead, and I'll tell you to stop - I seem to have eaten with someone once before, and the taste is still good, provided that his family didn't change it." Chef."

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Facts have proved that the restaurant Sheng Yingxian chose did not change the chef, but there are too many people.

The two waited in line outside for half an hour before they got a table.

However, the decoration of this restaurant is also more pleasing to the eye, the light is adjusted softly and low, the waiting place at the entrance is made in the style of Jiangnan gardens, an artificial stream meanders in, and flows in front of the welcoming girl wearing a cheongsam. It became a shallow pond.

As for Sheng Yingxian, a 24K pure-faced dog, once the surrounding environment is pleasing to the eye, he is very eager to chat, especially when the person he is chatting with is more pleasing to the eye than the surrounding environment.

So he found a topic and began to talk to Yan Tong: "How did you know that the star map was the source of energy? No one in the entire empire has seen the star map."

At that time, Yan Tong was sitting on a rock by the stream, staring at the bamboo opposite, his legs propped up in a very obstructive posture.He was wearing a pair of slim-fit jeans and black short boots, which made his lines look more and more slender. Sheng Yingxian only glanced at those legs, and then quickly turned his eyes away.

Hearing his question, Yan Tong finally moved his eyes away from the bamboo, raised his head and thought for a while, "I really want to say... I'm all guessing."

Sheng Yingxian: "..."

...As soon as he saw his face, he swore that he would get the star map, but it turned out to be a lie?This is probably the boss.

Yan Tong added: "However, for the sake of the friendship between you and me, brother Sheng, I think it is more appropriate to describe it as a well-founded speculation-the basis is that in a world with advanced technology, 70% of the source energy Possibilities are associated with higher-dimensional spaces."

"So," he retracted his legs and sat in a normal posture, "I did guess, but the probability of my guess being right is relatively high."

Sheng Yingxian was stunned for a while, "No one has counted this data."

"I summed it up." Yan Tong lazily leaned back on another rock, with his hands resting on the back of his head, "I said it in the forum, but few people seem to remember——I called your number, Brother Sheng. "

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They are located on the street.

Across the window, there is a noisy street on the other side, and the car lights are constantly flowing, as if they are burning to declare the prosperity of the city; on the other side of the glass is a compartment for two, and there are several delicate dishes on the mahogany dining table. A lantern covered with a light red veil hangs down, casting a gentle halo on the table.

"Brother Sheng chose a good place." Yan Tong took two mouthfuls of cold dishes, put down his chopsticks, and said, "The location is so good, and the decoration is so particular. Did the headquarters give you a salary increase or a bonus?"

Sheng Yingxian almost choked on his last sentence.

He could only ask, "Would you like something to drink?"

Yan Tong frowned and flipped through the menu, "This kind of dish should be paired with rice wine, but they don't sell it here. It's a bad review. Then let's go for wine, it's okay—Brother Sheng, do you want to drink it?"

When he raised his head, he was facing the stunned Sheng Yingxian.

Sheng Yingxian didn't expect him to say that at all, "I thought...you wouldn't drink when driving home. I just wanted to ask you which soup you'd like to drink."

Yan Tong laughed, "Then I'm in a good mood today, can't I?"

His smile was a bit cramped, and there was a bit of low-key, inexplicable gentle killing intent, and the last rhetorical question was raised at the end, with a bit of provocation—Sheng Ying Xian knew that such a look and tone were not offensive. He came by himself, but almost fell into the water.

Sheng Yingxian then asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Yan Tong stretched out his hand and swipe twice on the menu screen, "I have been tossing about something for four months, and now I finally found some ideas—" He smiled again as he spoke, and leaned back on the sofa, "What is my heart? Joy."

Sheng Yingxian didn't think much, just said "Oh" and asked, "Then what about your car?"

"Let my system find a place to park for me," Yan Tong turned his head and glanced out of the window, and replied casually, "I'll just find a place to live here."

Sheng Yingxian asked almost immediately, "Aren't you going home?"

"What's the point?" Yan Tong turned around again, picked up the chopsticks and started to deal with the cold dishes, "It's quite comfortable living outside."

Sheng Yingxian shook his head, he couldn't agree with this, "There is no comfort at home outside."

At this moment, the waiter came with the wine, opened the wine, and placed a glass in front of the two of them.Sheng Yingxian stopped the waiter and urged him to serve the food.

After the waiter left, he got up from the sofa and filled two glasses.

Yan Tong stared at his hand pouring the wine, and said suddenly: "I was still in the mission world during the Chinese New Year this year, so you couldn't go back...I didn't think about this at the time, sorry."

"It's okay," Sheng Yingxian put the wine bottle back, "I'm not a newcomer, so I still have some professionalism."

He sat back on the sofa, and suddenly realized what was wrong, "Don't you come back to see it during the holidays?"

Yan Tong hummed in a low voice, and didn't want to explain at first, but for some reason, looking at Sheng Yingxian's face under the lamp, he continued in a strange way: "It's been better in the past two years, I guess I'm a little tired... the past few years , if it wasn’t for the fast wear that the body can’t support for too long, I really,” he took a sip of wine, his voice was a little low, but he said every word very clearly: “root, root, no, think, return, Come."

Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol and the atmosphere of the restaurant, or perhaps it was Sheng Yingxian who had a calming temperament. After saying these six words, he felt that something in his body was much lighter, as if he had finally spit out a mouthful of old. years of turbidity.

Sheng Yingxian asked tentatively, "Your parents...?"

"They're all there." Yan Tong replied briefly.

"—Is that a relationship problem?"

Yan Tong sneered, "They? There is nothing wrong with their relationship, nothing at all - because they have never been married, and they have no relationship at all."

Sheng Yingxian shook his hand holding the glass, almost spilling the red wine inside.

At this moment, Yan Tong suddenly raised an eyebrow.

"News from the headquarters." He looked at Sheng Yingxian and said, "There is a person whose soul is trapped in the mission world. Let me go and get him back."

Sheng Yingxian was startled.

"Unfortunately," Yan Tong reached out to grab the wine glass on the table, raised his head, and drank it in a clear and almost stern manner, then put down the glass, panted slightly, and looked at Sheng Yingxian. said:

"That person's name is Xu Jiezhi."

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