What door?
Just then, Zhong Ling noticed an official announcement.
[The Daxia Space Agency and the "Jiuzhou Project" project team jointly announced that the "Wangshu" project has officially started.
The project aims to utilize holographic simulation technology and the aerospace technology provided by the Pangu Project to establish a lunar and star research base, and use this as a springboard to explore deeper space.
Below is a concept map, a sci-fi silver-white spaceship is parked next to the crater of the moon. Not far away is a dome-shaped translucent base. Inside and outside the base, staff in space suits are busy.
Not bad, Zhong Ling nodded with satisfaction.
She picked up her cell phone and called Qiao Jianmin.
"Comrade Zhong...Zhong Ling?!" Qiao Jianmin's voice was full of surprise.
"It's me." Zhong Ling said calmly, "I'm out of seclusion."
"Great! Great!" Qiao Jianmin was very excited. "Did your retreat go well?"
"Everything is fine."
"Good, good, good!" Qiao Jianmin said "good" three times before he began to report on his work. "During the six months you were in seclusion, everything in the country was stable, and both the Pangu Project and the Jiuzhou Project had made breakthrough progress.
Those international players have also become much more honest and are now lining up to collaborate with us on technology, with a very humble attitude.”
As he spoke, his tone was filled with a sense of pride and joy.
"Okay, I understand. Keep working hard." Zhong Ling responded lightly.
After hanging up the phone, Zhong Ling looked at Jiuhun having fun in the yard and felt in a good mood.
She opened the backstage of "Delicious Vegetable Shop". After half a year of silence, it was time to liven up the business.
She edited a new store announcement.
[A "Monthly Random Wish Sign" will be available at 8:00 PM tomorrow.]
Because Zhong Ling hasn't appeared in public for half a year, some people on the Internet leave messages and check in every day, waiting for her to appear.
"The 180th day of waiting for the Bell God. I miss her, I miss her."
"The one above, today is the 181st day! My math teacher appeared in my dream last night and said he wanted to grab a wishing stick for me and ask the bell god to make his hair grow a few more strands."
"Stop making a fuss! My dad's company wasn't this nervous even when it went public. We have dozens of family members, all using phones, computers, and tablets, just waiting for Master Zhong to put up a wishing sign!"
"You're thinking too far ahead. I only ask Master Zhong to start another live broadcast. I promise not to say anything, but just watch quietly and absorb the spiritual energy!"
As soon as Zhong Ling’s announcement was released, netizens who were watching the store discovered it.
In just a few hours, terms such as #Finally waited for Mr. Zhong#, #Monthly random wish sign#, and #Battle at the vegetable store at 8 o'clock in the evening# dominated the hot search lists of all social media.
the next day
In the evening, in Beijing, in a 30-square-meter rental house.
Lin Jing also saw the announcement. She set the alarm clock for 7:50, then finished the instant noodles in the bowl, quickly washed the dishes and took a shower.
She works in an Internet company. She gets up at six in the morning every day, takes the subway during rush hour, and has to change trains in the middle. It takes her an hour to get to the company.
She gets off work at seven in the evening and repeats the process. After two years, her life is just work and commuting. Even her dreams are filled with the sound of subway station announcements.
She also wanted to grab the wishing sign.
"The important thing is to participate, the important thing is to participate..." She comforted herself, but her heart was beating uncontrollably.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Seven fifty-eight.
Seven fifty-nine.
Eight o'clock sharp!
The gray product page on the screen refreshed instantly and lit up.
Lin Jing clicked quickly with the help of his hand speed due to being single for many years.
...It’s over!
The page froze, and the circle in the center of the screen began to spin.
"I knew it would be like this..." Lin Jing's heart sank to the bottom.
Lin Jing didn't give up and continued to wait. At this moment, the rotating circle disappeared and a dialog box popped up.
【Congratulations, your purchase is successful! Please complete the payment within ten minutes, otherwise it will be considered as giving up! 】
Lin Jing widened her eyes. She stared at the line of words, read it over and over again three times, and then pinched her thigh hard.
"Hiss——" The pain finally made her confirm that this was not a dream.
"ah--!!!"
A scream resounded throughout the apartment building, startling the wild cat downstairs and causing it to flee in panic.
At the same time, countless people refreshed the page, and the page had turned gray - "Sold out".
The Internet is full of wailing and envy.
“Who is it!!!!!!!!!”
"Damn! Who is this Chosen One? What's his ID? Come out now so we can all pay our respects!"
Inside the rental house, Lin Jing's hands were shaking, his mind was blank, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
Make a wish?
What can she wish for?
One hundred million? The health of her entire family? Or making that supervisor who always gave her trouble disappear?
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, but in the end, what she thought of was the long commute every day.
Day after day, year after year.
She took a deep breath and typed a line of words with her fingertips.
"I wish there was a portal so I don't have to squeeze into the subway for an hour to get from home to work, and I can sleep a little longer every day."
Click Submit.
After doing all this, Lin Wei collapsed on the sofa. She knew that this wish was outrageous, but it was her truest thought at the moment.
…
Zhong Ling was sitting on the sofa, and Jiu Hun was sleeping soundly beside her.
She was looking at the wish submitted by Lin Jing.
"A portal?" Zhong Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of interest. "I dare to think so."
She picked up her cell phone, found Qiao Jianmin's number and dialed it.
At this moment, the atmosphere in a conference room was serious.
Qiao Jianmin sat upright, listening to reports from various departments on the subsequent promotion of the "Jiuzhou Plan".
Suddenly someone came in from outside and whispered in Qiao Jianmin's ear.
Qiao Jianmin's expression became serious. He nodded apologetically to the leader sitting in the main seat and then left.
It turned out that his phone rang, and Qiao Jianmin quickly picked up the phone:
"Comrade Zhong Ling."
"It's me." Zhong Ling's voice came, "Director Qiao, I just received a wish."
Qiao Jianmin immediately straightened his back and said, "Please go ahead."
"A girl named Lin Jing made a wish," Zhong Ling said in a leisurely tone, "She wanted a portal to use for commuting to and from get off work so she could sleep a little longer in the morning."
"Portal?" Qiao Jianmin was stunned. He thought he had misheard.
On the other end of the phone, Zhong Ling calmly asked a question.
"Let me ask you, do you want this?"
On the other end of the phone, Qiao Jianmin fell into silence for more than ten seconds.
He felt like his heart skipped a beat and wondered if he was hallucinating because he had been working non-stop recently and was too tired.
Portal?
Is it the kind of portal in science fiction movies that can span thousands of miles in one step?
"Comrade Zhong...Zhong Ling," Qiao Jianmin's voice was a little dry. He cleared his throat and tried to sound calmer.
"You...you just mentioned...what door?"
"Portal." Zhong Ling's tone was still calm, as if she was talking about an ordinary little thing.
“It’s something that allows you to instantly move from one place to another.
It was a wish made by a girl named Lin Jing because she had to take the subway for an hour every day to go to work and felt it was a waste of time.
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