Boom! !
Luo Jing's head shook.
Rumble! !
Luo Jing's head shook violently.
He is shaking! He moved! !
Boom! !
Hitting his head hard against a hard object, Luo Jing let out a muffled snort.
Slowly opening his eyes, he looked at the dark gray in front of him with blurred vision. A figure dangled in front of him, seeming to be busy closing the window and packing up. A window could be vaguely seen on the left of the figure, and there was a click outside the window, and another flash of lightning flashed, illuminating the room brightly.
Well.
Luo Jing groaned, he wanted to raise his hand to rub the back of his head, but his whole body was completely incapable of control, his body was filled with a mixed feeling of itching and pain, his limbs seemed to not belong to him at all. Around, like four thin wooden sticks.
"Am I dead?" There was still some confusion in his mind. I remember that in the end, he was electrocuted and died because he accidentally plugged in the power plug with wet hands while taking a shower. He saw with his own eyes a ball of blue electric light burst between his hands and the socket, followed by thick black smoke, and then he didn't know anything.
My mind was in a daze, as if all memories had become a mess.
Luo Jing tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see clearly what was going on around him.
Boom!
There was another violent shaking, his head hit the bed behind him, another burst of severe pain, Luo Jing passed out completely.
I don't know how long it took, maybe a day, or maybe a few days.
He finally felt that his body had some consciousness, and his consciousness gradually woke up from the drowsiness.
boom. There was a soft sound, which seemed to be the sound of closing the door.
"Has mom gone out?" the younger sister's voice asked.
"Well, she had breakfast first, and went to buy some fresh vegetables. I will go to your aunt's place later." A familiar man's voice answered, and then there was no sound.
Luo Jing suddenly found himself sitting in a small bedroom, with a rectangular desk in front of him, holding a black pen in his hand and writing lines of letters on the white paper.
Bright white light came in from the window on the right hand side, and it was raining lightly outside, and the red roof of the residential building opposite was wet.
Suddenly, like a flood that broke a dam, a huge and complicated torrent rushed into his mind.
"Well," he groaned unconsciously, covering his forehead with his hands. Countless strange memories flooded into his brain crazily.
Garen? I'm Garen? I. crossed over
He didn't care about other things, resisted the headache, and quickly browsed the memories flooding into his brain.
This world is similar to the background of the European Industrial Revolution period. There are automobiles, airplanes, and thermal weapons such as guns and cannons, but they have not yet developed to the level of weapons of mass destruction.
His identity is an ordinary family boy named Gallon, sixteen years old this year, his parents are ordinary employees of a rubber company. There is also a younger sister named Yinger. The surrounding living environment is similar to Europe during the industrial revolution, but his family and his own appearance in memory let him understand that this is definitely not the earth.
Because of his and his younger sister's appearance, they were born with purple-black hair and wine-red eyes. Hair color is inherited from the father, while eye color is inherited from the mother. Never on earth has anyone been born with such hair and eyes. Moreover, in the historical knowledge that Garen had learned before, the most powerful countries on earth mentioned were not China, the United States and Russia, but the Asian Federation, the Westman Empire and the Tulip Republic. Others are the same as the earth pattern, with hundreds of countries of different sizes, and their systems are also different.
Except for the difference in the place name environment, the others are similar to the earth. People here have to receive quality education since they were young. From primary school to middle school and then to university, there are many steps. He is currently studying at the third-ranked St. Orioles Noble Academy in the province. It belongs to high school. He has just entered the school for a year. Now that he is on vacation, he suddenly developed a high fever at home. A big deal.
While sorting out his memory, he tidied up and changed his clothes in a daze, waiting for him to react and come back to his senses. I was already sitting in a small, clean white room, eating a fluffy cherry cake on a clean white dining table. The palm-sized cake is light yellow in color, and the white cream on the top is dotted with bright red cherries, arranged in a circle.
At this moment, Luo Jing's attention was still sunk in the memory left by Garen.
In his memory, although Garen studied in the Noble Academy like his younger sister, this was barely maintained when his parents cut down on food and clothing and worked overtime. In order for the siblings to attend this school, all the daily expenses of the family were reduced to the minimum, and the parents were reluctant to buy clothes and jewelry. All the benefits and bonuses from the superior rubber company were turned into the tuition and living expenses of the college.
It's a pity that the two siblings don't seem to have any learning genes, and their grades in college are always in the lower middle, and they can't get up no matter how hard they work. And it's not just that, in the academy, most of the other students are either rich or noble. In comparison, the conditions of the two brothers and sisters are far worse than others, and they naturally have low self-esteem and other emotions, which in turn affect the original healthy personality. Gallon's temperament became weird and introverted, while his younger sister Yinger's personality became taciturn.
"I'm going to school in a while. Stop fighting with your classmates at school, study hard, and try to get into a good university." Father Lombard sat across from him, ate the salad on the plate, and told him in a deep voice. "And Ying'er too, don't cling to the novel all day long, and focus on studying."
"Oh." Ying'er replied obediently. She was sitting on Luo Jing's right hand, wearing a delicate white tunic with a white corsage pinned to her chest, highlighting her immature and lovely figure. The lower body is worn with a black and purple pleated miniskirt, and thick black pantyhose is worn on the legs as a cover for the skirt being too short. Ying'er was eating the cake, her two small black leather shoes were facing each other, her head was lowered, with a submissive look.
Luo Jing ate the cake silently with his head down, taking a sip of the milk on hand from time to time. He glanced at his sister's attire, and noticed that there was a black and silver symbol on her heart, a garland surrounded by a row of letters. It means that this dress is the girls' school uniform of St. Oriole College.
He looked at himself, a slim white shirt with black and silver horizontal stripes on the cuffs and neckline, and the same slim black trousers on his lower body, with black leather shoes. It also looks handsome and beautiful, and it is very classy.
The appearance of the two brothers and sisters is quite ordinary, only because of the dark purple hair color and wine red eyes, the sister's facial features are very ordinary, and there are not many freckles and acne on her face. On the other hand, Garen himself had disheveled hair, dull eyes, and sunken eye sockets, as if he had been ill for a long time, and he looked uncomfortable.
Luo Jing didn't manage to absorb most of Garen's memories until after breakfast. The siblings helped clean up the tableware, and each went to their own room to prepare luggage and books for school.
"Brother, have you seen my history book?" Yinger asked loudly in the room.
"No." Luo Jing, or should be called Jia Long now. He casually replied.
He himself is also packing up his books. There are a lot of subjects in history, geography, etiquette, mathematics, etc., which are several more than the high schools on Earth. There are even swordsmanship and archery. Stuffing the books into the black schoolbag, Garen breathed out lightly, walked slowly to the window, opened the window, and a gust of moist and cool air rushed in.
Below the window is the gap between two residential buildings, the ground is a gray-black square chessboard. On the left side of the venue, some people were queuing up in front of a strong man holding a banner. More and more people were slowly gathering, and they didn't know where they were going to line up. The slogan reads 'Corinth will win'.
Directly below, a grayish-yellow wooden cart was being pushed by a woman, and it came out from the entrance of the building where he lived. It was full of tools and raw materials for selling snacks and pancakes.
With a whoosh, a white bird flew past Garen's eyes, circled a few turns, and disappeared again.
He suddenly woke up, and only then did he feel that he had truly entered another world. He was in his home on the fourth floor, looking down at a completely different environment in China.
The people outside were either blond or silver-haired, or red-haired, with eyes of various colors. The skin color is also black and white. Moreover, the written language they use is a special alphabetic language similar to English. Garen, who had obtained the memory, could naturally understand and understand.
Now he is no longer the adult on Earth. It is an ordinary boy who is only sixteen years old, has an ordinary family, and has an ordinary background and appearance. And a weak body. Parents go to work every day, go out in the morning and come back in the evening. He and his sister come back from school once a week, and their life is completely two points and one line, going back and forth between school and their own home. Go through high school, take the unified examination, and if you are lucky, you will be admitted to a better university, and then you will have a good background, and you can get a good job when you come out. One of the thousands of students in the unified examination.
Having a good job is what parents expect most from their siblings.
"If it wasn't for my weakness, maybe I might not be able to make it through." Garen smiled wryly, he had a hunch that during the coma on the carriage home, maybe Garen's body was instinctively resisting his consciousness. invasion. If it was a strong body, maybe he would be directly and completely rejected.
"According to the knowledge in my memory, this world should still be in the period of the industrial revolution, with thermal weapons, but no decisive strategic weapons. It is completely similar to the world structure before the emergence of nuclear bombs and missiles." He sorted out carefully, "It is not at all imagined There is no such thing as a world of magic, battle qi, and fairy tales, and there is not even a trace of supernatural signs."
Thinking of this, he himself didn't know how to live. After he first knew that he had traveled through time, he still had a little expectation in his heart. Unexpectedly, after careful arrangement, this world was actually just a backward technological civilization world.
"Forget it, let's take one step at a time. The current situation is to take care of your body first." Garen raised his thin arm that was as thin as a bamboo pole, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Carrying their schoolbags, the two siblings walked to the door together, closed the door, and Garen walked ahead with the family's garbage bags in his hand, walking down the stairwell. While walking, he was also observing other residents and the situation of this era.
The stairwell is a bit dark, there are only two residents on each floor, and there are brass mailboxes with names engraved on the left side of the door of each resident. It looks very old.
Most of the residents who come in and out are wearing decent suits and long skirts, and their waists are straight. Although their faces are tired, their footsteps are still in a hurry, showing that the pace of life is extremely fast. Only a few residents seem to be in poor condition, and there are rented hawkers and the like.
The two siblings didn't say a word until they got out of the stairs. Throw away rubbish in the trash can. Garen glanced at his younger sister standing on the left. Ying'er was half a head shorter than him, and was brought by his once-married father alone. And he is the blood relationship between the mother's side and the deceased husband. Therefore, although the two have the same hair color and eye color, they are actually not related by blood. And the relationship between siblings is also very average, only slightly better than that of friends.
As usual, the two got on the bus picked up by the college, and there were already some sparse students on the bus.
(end of this chapter)