Chapter 7 Mysterious Space

There are four beds in the staff dormitory where Feng Jun is located, one of which is unoccupied and has only two roommates: Zhao Hongqi and Qin Tao.

Both of them are juniors in the club. The relationship between Zhao Hongqi and Feng Jun is a little tense. Qin Tao has a character that cannot be beaten with three sticks. Except during working hours, he likes to hang out in Internet cafes and play games. He is a deadbeat.

However, although Qin Tao likes to go to Internet cafes, he never stays up late at night, but he only comes back very late.

He is a native of Zhengyang, and his relationship with Feng Jun is also very ordinary.

Feng Jun looked at the empty farm, then at the two sleeping people, and curled his lips angrily - these two people were very suspicious, but...they were two people, and he couldn't be sure which one was more suspicious.

In short, that's what it's like to be at the bottom. All kinds of dirty thoughts, ugly faces, and despicable behaviors will be exposed without concealment.

Harming others but not benefiting oneself? This is so normal.

Feng Jun sighed silently, there was no way, who didn't set a password for his screen saver?

But the next moment, his eyes lit up: Since holding the grass is tiring, eradicating the grass is also a good choice.

For a moment, he forgot that maybe he could collect the grass with his right hand.

In short, this incident did not affect his mood too much. After leaving the dormitory, he went to have a big breakfast. He ate until the fried dough sticks piled up in his throat, and then he put down the bowl and chopsticks with satisfaction.

If you want to enter the farm and explore the rules, it is really a manual job.

Ignoring the surprised look from the stall owner, he bought another breakfast for Xiao Li, and Shi Shiran came to the club.

He didn't come last night. The area he was responsible for was cleaned very clean. Feng Jun walked around and found that Xiao Li hadn't arrived yet, so he strolled to the employee locker room.

Liu Shuming had already arrived. When he saw him coming in, his face suddenly darkened. After a while, he asked with a dark face, "Did you break my charger?"

Feng Jun rolled his eyes at him and said nothing. He took out his mobile phone and began to draw on his own.

Liu Shuming was so angry that he turned blue, but he did not dare to ask any more questions. He could only spit fiercely, "Young face, do you really think you are a serious person?"

This was a bit of an allusion to the relationship between Feng Jun and Sister Hong, but he didn't mention her by name, and Feng Jun's complexion was not fair, just not dark. He was called a pretty boy, probably because of his relatively high academic level.

Feng Jun didn't care about the other party's insinuation. He put his left hand on the table and tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously. Then he put his mobile phone on the table and tapped the blank space of the screen with the fingers of his left hand.

He knew that he couldn't click on QQ Farm with his left hand, and he didn't even dare to click on other icons, but... nothing would go wrong if he clicked on a blank space on the screen, right?

This kind of behavior is too idle, and as the old saying goes - much ado about nothing!

So the next moment, Feng Jun was in tragedy. He was surprised to find that he had entered a strange space.

This is a wasteland, and everything you see is gravel, as if you are in the Gobi Desert.

He looked up and saw that there was a sun in the sky, but it was extremely big, more than twice as big as the normal sun. Looking further into the distance, he could see mountain peaks and faint green.

But the place he was in was desolate. There were no plants, no animals, not even insects. There were just endless gravels and gusts of biting cold wind.

Feng Jun was stunned for a while, and then whispered softly, "Nima, I still... I'm really short-handed."

If he wanted to go out at this moment, he should be able to exit easily. However, since he was already here, he planned to walk around and see what was going on here.

As for him entering the phone under Liu Shuming's nose, that doesn't matter. It's too late to regret now. Anyway, after entering here, time outside should have stopped.

He looked around again and found that in what seemed to be the east, there were not only distant mountains and faint green, but from a very close perspective, it seemed... there were also some relatively neat buildings.

Then go over and have a look. Feng Jun raised his feet and walked towards the east. He had enough breakfast, so he didn't need to worry about physical strength for the time being.

However, it’s not for nothing that you can’t run away from a mountain. After walking for almost three hours, he finally got a little closer. At this time, he could vaguely see the rows of buildings. It's a house.

Will there be anyone in this house? Feng Jun's brows furrowed. According to the writing method of online novels, he had to hide his figure at this time and beware of various villains appearing around the house.

He looked up at the sun. It was already setting in the west. The light and heat were decreasing. It was a bit cold in the Gobi Desert. The wind was getting stronger. As soon as he stopped, he felt a little chilly.

So he turned up his collar to protect himself from the cold wind.

But the next moment, he suddenly jumped up and said, "I'll go... I brought the clothes in?"

This discovery made him so excited. Outside the mobile phone in Zhengyang City, it was early autumn. Feng Jun was wearing a long-sleeved shirt and trousers, which were the standard summer clothes of Hongjie Club.

He reached into his pants pocket, and sure enough, he found cigarettes and a lighter.

The lighter was not windproof. It took a lot of effort for Feng Jun to light up a cigarette. He took two deep puffs and couldn't help but grinned. "It's developed, it's developed. This ability to monetize... is really too powerful." ”

With such a storage space, all his expectations for adventure have been met.

After thinking about it, he decided to approach those rows of houses quietly, not for any other reason, but because entering the mobile phone space once required too much power. Before he harvested cash, he decided to save his limited funds as much as possible.

After another two hours, he finally sneaked to about a mile away from the house.

At this moment, the sun is moving further to the west, and the wind is getting stronger.

Feng Jun looked at those houses dumbfounded, "It turned out to be...ruins?"

This is obviously some kind of village. There are not many houses, about seventy or eighty, and all the roofs have been destroyed. The walls have also been mostly damaged, leaving only ruins.

It's just that the houses are relatively neatly planned, so from a distance, they look like regular buildings.

To the west of the village, there is even a large threshing floor and even a stone mill.

The wooden shaft on the roller is still there, but the roller frame has disappeared, and the whole village looks increasingly dilapidated and desolate.

Feng Jun's brows furrowed and he kept thinking secretly: Is there anyone in this village...?

His intuition told him that no one had lived here for a long time, but... people in the world should always be careful about others killing people and grabbing treasures.

Oh, that's right, it's murder and adventure.

But if we just leave like this, I don’t know when the next time I can accumulate enough energy to come in.

Feng Jun hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to forget it. At worst, he would buy some electricity later.

The key is...it's a little cold here now, Mrs. Zhennima!

The next moment, he appeared in Hongjie's staff locker room again.

Then, there was a bang not far away. Feng Jun turned his head and saw that Liu Shuming was closing the coat box hard.

It seems like this guy didn't notice anything strange about me! Feng Jun let out a breath, but then he raised his hand and hit his thigh hard - Damn, I'm such a pig.

He realized at this moment that since the time in the outside world stopped after he entered the mobile phone, no matter what abnormality appeared in his body outside, it was only for a moment that could be ignored.

Even if his body enters the mobile phone, others may not be able to notice... Time stops at this moment.

If I had known this, what kind of bicycle would I need... Wrong, what kind of mobile phone would I borrow?

He put away his cell phone, locked his clothes in the coat box, opened the door to the shower room and walked in - just for a while, another layer of oil was secreted from his body.

Turning the hot water to the maximum, feeling the hot water hitting the cold skin, he let out a sigh of relief - it was so refreshing, I almost froze to death just now.

After washing, he began to stare at the marks on his arms again and pondered. The color was so dim that he could only enter the space once more, right?

After getting out of the shower room and changing clothes, he walked out of the dressing room and found that Xiao Li was already here. Not only had he finished breakfast, he was also standing at the front desk, explaining something to the two young people enthusiastically.

Feng Jun thought about it and felt that there was no need to borrow a mobile phone - the moment time stopped, who would find out what he was in?

What is serious is that he needs to make relevant preparations and go to that wilderness again, firstly to implement the storage capacity of the space, and secondly... it is best to figure out what is going on in that wilderness.

Of course, he still had to carefully consider the specific details and not waste energy easily.

The whole next morning passed so calmly. At noon, he still did not go to the canteen to eat. Instead, he went to the fly restaurant for the third time in three days.

This time he didn't eat as much as the previous two times, but the boss didn't care about it. He just said out loud when paying the bill, "Have you grown taller recently?"

"Longer?" Feng Jun glanced sideways at him and nodded with a smile, "Twenty-three, run around... maybe."

In fact, he had a similar feeling, feeling as if he was a little taller.

"You must have grown taller," the boss nodded and spoke with great certainty, "Originally you were as tall as me, but now... you are a little taller than me."

People with similar statures can most directly feel the changes in each other's height.

"Really?" Feng Jun was very interested when he heard about it. Among Chinese people, his height of 1.73 meters is actually not too small.

However, now everyone regards height as beauty. Even two days ago, Wang Haifeng said that being 1.75 meters tall is nothing more than a third-class disability.

The guy is 1.81 meters tall, so there is certainly no pressure to say this.

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