Lin Jie twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at the scene outside the window, inexplicably feeling very guilty.
He touched his conscience, and after confirming that he was safe, he murmured to himself: "The first two times were a bit close, and it can be said that it was because of my poisonous milk. This time, it has at least spanned dozens of large blocks. Could it have something to do with me?"
He still remembered the last time he said, "I hope everyone gets better", but after one night, the gas exploded directly across the street, turning it into ruins.
He shouldn't have said such auspicious words recently...
Lin Jie shook his head, lowered the curtains, withdrew his gaze, and continued to sit back at the desk.
Alas, this kind of gas explosion is actually a daily routine for Nuojin. In the past three years, he has seen a report of a gas explosion in the news almost every month. These gas plants exploded at two ends every three days. Gas is like producing explosives.
Tucao is such a complaint that Nuojin's tabloid media speculates that it is more outrageous than this. They even speculate that these so-called gas factories are actually the secret military factories of Rolle Resources Development Group.
And every explosion is actually a test of a new weapon...
It is a little more reliable. It is said that we have secretly interviewed the high-level officials of Rolle Resources, and the news is that this "gas" is actually a very unstable new energy source found in Xiacheng District. It is still in the stage of continuous research, so Accidents happen often.
There are different opinions, but in a word, the perennial gas explosion is also one of Nuojin's folk urban legends.
Anyway, if you ask the senior officials of the central government about this matter, you will always get an answer - "don't ask, it is a gas explosion".
Lin Jie's eyes fell on the book on the table again, and he stretched out his hand to lightly rub the pages of the book. He usually went to bed at this point, but today he accidentally read the book and became fascinated, and he hardly noticed the passage of time.
If it wasn't for the fluctuations from the gas explosion that startled him, he might have seen the dawn in one breath.
"It's rare to stay up late..."
Lin Jie sighed, then clipped a bookmark, closed the book, and prepared to go to sleep.
But there is one thing to say, this book does write the history of the Elfz Kingdom in a very detailed and vivid way, and because it is mixed with a lot of magical descriptions like myths, this book has a kind of myth and history that looks at ancient China. The combined feeling is very touching.
However, because the last king of Elfuz, Candela, appeared in the book, the previous deeds were exactly the same as what he saw in the dream, and now Lin Jie feels that most of the content written in the book is true, but it is impossible to verify it because of the age.
Lin Jiezheng saw the dark age come, the sun and the moon were swallowed together, and felt a little doubt in his heart.
Because now the sun and the moon are hanging well in the sky, there is nothing at all, and it does not seem to be swallowed up.
However, he suddenly thought that the sun and moon here may also symbolize a certain god, which may refer to their hanging.
"'The sun went out and fell silent, and the moon was robbed of its skin by beasts', this kind of ambiguous and strange description, just relying on one's own guesses, there are too many possible directions..."
Boss Lin felt a headache and murmured to himself, "Baiyin also said that he wanted to tell me the so-called truth. It's not enough to learn swordsmanship, but to 'apprentice' to count, alas, pit."
He turned off the light and lay down on the bed: "But what's more tricky is to build a dream!"
The prototype of the first dream has been constructed, but it is only a completely dark endless space with nothing, only for Lin Jie to walk around by himself.
Lin Jie "put" all the ether he collected into this dream, and only in the dream can he re-enter the special state of feeling and seeing ether as before.
Other than that, progress is almost snail-crawling.
It is a bit difficult to build an object that is infinitely close to reality in a dream until you believe it is true.
But today Lin Jie suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a method that might reduce the difficulty and make it easier to build a dream.
Lin Jie opened his eyes again and was already standing in darkness.
Then he stretched out his hand and pressed it down slightly, feeling that he touched a flat surface. Looking down, there was an old mahogany table in the space.
On the table were a bunch of messy books, a few lesson plans, a pair of glasses, some small instruments and pens, and a roll of ancient parchment.
Lin Jie raised the corner of his mouth, tapped his fingers on the table, and made a stern voice. The touch and texture were the same as the real one: "It really works."
Then he took advantage of the situation and sat back, and was naturally caught by the chair that appeared out of thin air.
This made his custom-made engineering chair as comfortable as ever. Lin Jie's eyes narrowed slightly and he leaned back slightly. At this moment, his feet had become the touch of a wooden floor.
Raising his head, he saw the very familiar ceiling.
Bowing his head, Lin Jie looked around. This place had become a study full of bookshelves, and the air was filled with a slightly moldy smell.
Not far from the desk, natural light penetrates through the window, dust is flying in it, and the green leaves of the plane trees outside are swaying with rustling sounds.
Lin Jie had no doubts, now that he walked over to open the window, he could see the creeper vines crawling on the wall outside, and if he turned his head to open the door, he would see a long corridor with the stairs downstairs at the end.
In terms of familiarity... Of course, he was more familiar with his own home where he lived for more than 20 years before the time-travel.
The first dream, the construction is complete!
He could feel that it would not be too difficult for him to construct a dream again.
Lin Jie looked at the parchment on the desk, a flash of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and suddenly had an idea, if... Build a character in a dream.
He shook his head, letting go of the idea that had only been there for a second.
…
When the sky was light, Mo En got up to wash, then put on an apron and started cooking, and acted as a human alarm clock to wake up Boss Lin on time.
While eating, Mo En secretly glanced at Lin Jie's profile, then buried his head and took a bite, then looked at his profile.
Then he looked at Lin Jie immediately.
Mo En stopped suddenly, and then stared at Lin Jie without blinking, because the rice was still in his mouth and his cheeks were bulging, so he was quite righteous.
Lin Jie twitched the corners of his mouth, put down his chopsticks, and asked with a patient smile, "Is there anything you want to say?"
Children of this age always have some difficult questions to ask their parents. He understands that they must be patiently guided at this time in order to successfully pass through adolescence.
Moen hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I... I want to be the moon!"
… yes, like this.
Lin Jie's smile is a little stiff, Guwazi, do you want to be Sailor Moon too