Slag attack classification system

As the morning light shone through the window, Zhao Zhenhe opened his eyes and found that he had returned to his familiar home—he was sitting in front of his computer desk, the tea on the desk was still steaming, and the tea was sinking and floating in it.

He stretched out his hands...a real touch...he looked at the clock, and it was only a second before he was taken away by the system...that is, the years he experienced in different worlds were nothing more than is one second of the earth.

If the system hadn't been beeping in his ears, he would have thought he was lying on the table and having a dream.

[Dididi, Dididi, congratulations on completing the tasks of the Chosen One system, and the next thing is your rewards. 】

[As the first person to challenge successfully in the Chosen One system, you can gain the right to use this fast travel system in the future. As long as it does not violate the laws of the universe, the system can bring you into any world and experience a different life. 】

'it is good. '

Zhao Zhenhe nodded, he realized that he had finally started to speak, and stretched out his hand to touch his throat that still seemed to be hurting...Then Tang Zhi...Tang Zhi, how should he find him.

As soon as the word Tang Zhi was mentioned, Zhao Zhenhe's heart was like a small stone thrown into a calm lake. Although it was small, it stirred up a thousand waves.

When he finally left, Tang Zhi said he asked himself to find him, but the earth is so big and there are so many living beings, where should he go to find him.

At this moment, the lit computer screen in front of Zhao Zhenhe started to send out a notification sound, and he raised his head.

'There is a new message in your forum, please click to open it. '

Zhao Zhenhe picked up the mouse and clicked on the news on the technology website.

Tangtang: What about people, we had a good chat just now, why did people disappear, did they go to work?

People from the east: I'm sorry, I was stunned for a while, and you continue to talk.

Seeing the netizen Tangtang, Zhao Zhenhe had the feeling of returning to the real world—Tangtang was a netizen he met on a science and technology forum last year...Tangtang took the initiative to add him as a friend, saying that he was participating in a science and technology forum paper During the press conference, I really appreciated Jo Jin-hak's point of view.

Zhao Zhenhe didn't think too much after joining at the time, thinking that Tangtang was one of his tech fans. Who knows, after chatting, Zhao Zhenhe gradually felt that the person opposite the computer might be much more accomplished than himself, no matter the research topic Or the research method is much more novel than my own point of view.

Zhao Zhenhe learned a lot from talking with Tangtang. They chatted together all day long, which made Zhao's father and Zhao's mother think that their son Tieshu had blossomed and began to fall in love.

Online dating is also good... My son's condition is so good, but he is single until he is 24, and the son of the Li family next door is getting engaged.

Tangtang: Is there anything you want to tell me?

People in the East: Regarding the mechanical theory you just told me, I think it is feasible, sorry, but my previous refutation cannot stand the test of facts.

Tangtang: You mean, you really believe that I can create a machine that travels through space and parallel universes.

Eastern Man: Yes, I witnessed a man using this man-made machine, which he made himself.

Tangtang: Really?What's that person's name?Introduce me!

People in the East: I won't tell you.

Tangtang:  …

Tangtang: Why?

People from the east: He already has someone he likes, so he shouldn't introduce him to other girls.

Tangtang:? ? ? ? ? ?

Tangtang: Who the hell told you that I'm a girl?You poke my homepage! ! !

The angry Tangtang went offline after saying this, his profile picture changed from color to gray, Zhao Zhenhe was taken aback, and clicked on Tangtang's main page.

Tangtang's profile picture is a pink loli, but the gender column is so big that it says: male.

Tangtang is a man. ． ．Zhao Zhenhe remembered Tangtang's coquettish and pestering good morning and good night to him on WeChat. At that time, he was embarrassed to refuse to reply because the other party was a girl, and only occasionally hinted that there was no need to spread the message so closely. ． ．Such a clingy person is a man?

Holding a straight man's heart in his hands, veteran Zhao took a sip of green tea with trembling hands, suppressing his shock.

Real life is real life, and all kinds of original affairs have to go on and on, and they won't be able to jump around in various worlds like in the system.

Not half an hour after Zhao Zhenhe came back, his mobile phone alarm clock started to ring, and he swiped across the mobile phone page-'[-] at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, Q lecture. '

Zhao Zhenhe looked at the time, it was already 02:30, his home was reluctant to leave Q, after he published his research paper in an international journal in the first three months, Q stool, whose core subject is scientific and technological development, sent an invitation letter , 'Please invite Dr. Zhao to come to our school to give lectures. '

Zhao Zhenhe turned off the computer, first he washed himself again, carefully hung up the shallow stubble on his chin, and then put on the ironed white shirt.

In the real world, he is still very handsome, with bright eyebrows, a straight nose, and a youthful air. In order to make himself look a little older, he deliberately found a pair of non-prescription glasses and put them on. Suddenly, he became more bookish.

Before going out, according to his own habit, he took out a jar containing goji berries from the cabinet, poured out thirteen goji berries and ate them raw, before going out.

When I arrived at the Q Auditorium, there were still 15 minutes before the speech began, and a group of college students were already sitting down there.

"My God, is the professor who gave us a speech this time so young? Didn't he say he was 24 years old, why did he look just 20?"

"Shouldn't all doctors be bald? Why does this doctor feel like he came out of a TV series, like the leading actor in a Korean drama?"

"Fuck, this is too handsome... I can't let my goddess see it!"

Zhao Zhenhe is really outstanding, no matter in terms of his facial features, his 1.8-meter golden ratio figure, or his almost perfect pursuit of knowledge... This kind of person is the one chosen by the system.

Even if cheats are not activated, their existence is a bug.

When the time came, Zhao Zhenhe stood on the stage. He tried the microphone first, and the sound was good. Because he didn't wear glasses very much, his nasal bone felt a little uncomfortable, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed it.

"The speech I brought today is the third theoretical assumption of machinery and time and space..." Zhao Zhenhe said eloquently, he didn't need to read the manuscript, these theories had already been printed in his mind.

Zhao Zhenhe's black and white eyes stared earnestly at every student sitting on the seat. He was devoutly sharing the data and theories he had researched so far, and he sincerely hoped that these students could get inspiration from his speech and explore Greater and deeper science.

These people are the future.

But the future of the motherland is also some normal people, especially the girls. Seeing the professor on the stage talking naturally, his eyes are still staring at them, and there seems to be unreasonable affection hidden in it...

"The professor said one more thing, I even thought of the name of his child."

"I've already thought about it, and now I'm wondering what our grandson's name should be?"

"Fuck... You girls are crazy... But, it's... really handsome?"

At this time, there was a gap in the door of the auditorium...the students who were late arrived, and the security guard at the door asked them to bend down and sit in the back row.

One of them was wearing a black peaked cap, with a tall figure, even though he was bending over, he attracted many people's attention.

"I'm going, what kind of fairy lecture is it today, our school grass is attracted..." A girl couldn't help swearing, stuck her head out and looked back, wishing she had clairvoyant eyes.

That person was not only wearing a peaked cap, but also a black mask, only showing a pair of eyes. He raised his head and stared intently at the focal point on the stage.

"What a schoolgirl, oh my god, the forum has exploded!" Several other girls held their mobile phones and communicated eagerly.

"Today's lecture was really worthwhile. Not only did I see such a handsome professor, but I also saw the perennial missing persons in our school. I haven't seen the school grass for a long time."

"I only saw him at the freshman speech at the beginning of school. He really looks like the one shown in the painting. It's a pity, what kind of mask do you wear... It's a waste to wear a mask if he looks so good... His appearance is Art! Art!"

At the end of Zhao Zhenhe's speech, he raised his eyes and glanced across the back row. He always felt that there was a familiar feeling there... Could it be an illusion?

"Okay, students, this is the end of my speech today. If you have any questions, you can send them to my email...Thank you..."

Strong applause broke out in the auditorium, and several bold girls even whistled.

Zhao Zhenhe bowed politely to different directions of the auditorium. He stood on the stage and waited until all the students had left before he began to pack his things.

First, take a sip of jujube and wolfberry tea to warm your throat... He lifted the lid of his big tea mug...it was still steaming.

He turned his head while drinking, and found that in the entire auditorium, apart from the staff, there was also a tall boy standing, staring in his direction in the last row.

Zhao Zhenhe turned his head, there was no one behind him...

When he turned his head again, the boy had disappeared, and he always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity... Could it be a child from the community?

Zhao Zhenhe unplugged the computer connected to the screen and stuffed it back into his schoolbag. At this moment, the phone lying on the table vibrated three times.

'You have a new WeChat message. '

Ok?

Zhao Zhenhe clicked on WeChat...the sender was Tangtang.

Tangtang: Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, the new eight will meet, don't refuse, see you soon.

Tangtang's profile picture had changed from a pink lolita to a boy's silhouette. Zhao Zhenhe clicked in, and only saw a hazy outline, like a silhouette. I don't know if it was Tangtang himself.

Zhao Zhenhe was also very guilty because of the chat accident just now, but he didn't hesitate, and tapped the keyboard of his mobile phone—"Okay, see you tomorrow. '