"Did you stay up too late? Why do you feel pain all over your body?" The width of the bed was already very tight, and when Chen Jing flipped over, he rolled directly to the ground.
"Ah!" His waist fell on the boots, and the sharp pain made Chen Jing sweat. His eyes widened: "Where did I get these boots, a failed writer who hasn't left the house for ten days or half a month? And what the hell are these boots with steel plates inside?!" He stood up, holding his waist, and looked around. He covered his face and said: "Ah, I must have drunk too much at the class reunion last night. I'm hallucinating..."
Before he could finish his words, a black rectangle on the bed made a sound.
"Communication request from [Instructor]." An emotionless voice.
Chen Jing had to face reality: "Let me first figure out my current situation." As he said that, he picked up the black rectangle. This thing looked no bigger than a pen, and there was an obvious open groove. Apart from that, it looked like a rectangular pen.
The fingernail stuck into the groove and pulled outwards, and a translucent film was pulled out. Before Chen Jing could react, a human face appeared on the film.
This haunted scene scared Chen Jing, but after all, he was a man who had seen some of the world, so his face remained calm.
"Chen Jing, why are you late again? Come faster, they have already picked half of it."
What to choose? Chen Jing was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to ask, so he nodded: "I know, I'll be right there." He closed the communicator in his hand.
What the hell was going on? Chen Jing rubbed his chin. He decided not to go out yet. After all, if he went out and found his original body's enemy at the door, that would be hilarious. After all, in time-travel novels, many original bodies had serious problems, or simply died and were possessed by another body—but he hadn't done anything wrong? How did he travel through time? What stupid god had done this?
Chen Jing still felt that he had to eat one bite at a time. He first lowered his head to check his appearance. This was crucial. What if this person was extremely ugly? Then forget about the Dragon Aotian of another world. He had to think about how to survive the male protagonist first. (This extremely ugly person would probably be the first other traveler the male protagonist encountered after traveling through time, and generally would be the first to be killed.)
Hmm… six-pack abs, Chen Jing nodded. He'd been all banged up before. But then again… scars all over his body, and many of them were new bruises… Could he be a member of society? Wait… He combined the message he'd just received with the scars and the long boots on the ground, then turned stiffly. There was indeed a white military uniform hanging on the hanger, and it looked quite impressive, from the decorative pauldron on the left shoulder to the identification code on the left chest, and even the one-handed sword at his waist.
The strange thing is that this piece of clothing seems to have been kept at the bottom of the box for a long time. The original owner put it there so that he could wear it this morning. This shows that he doesn't wear it often. It also shows that the "picking things" thing is very important and requires a good personal image. At the same time, it confirms the artificial fragrance on his body, which should be something like soap.
After this analysis, Chen Jing understood one thing - such an important thing was late.
"Don't panic." He patted his chest and looked back at the mirror. He was so scared that he almost fell to the ground - there was a very ordinary face in the mirror, and the owner of this face even looked a little lazy. However, this face was exactly the same as Chen Jing's original one, even the wrinkles caused by staying up late were there.
Homotope? Chen Jing wasn't a great writer, but he had written science fiction and was somewhat familiar with the concept of parallel universes. He frowned and looked at his own hands, which were rough and covered in cracks. It was obvious that these hands had been worked hard by their owner.
"What's going on?" The room was not big, so when Chen Jing looked down, he saw the notebook on the table. Among a bunch of high-tech things, this paper book had a strong presence.
Chen Jing picked it up gently, opened the first page, and his pupils shrank.
"Connector? Lih? Marshal? Wait... isn't this... the novel I wrote?"
Thinking of this, he immediately became interested: "So that should be the admiral's uniform. Ninety-nine percent of the admirals in the Empire are connectors. I'm a little curious if I have inherited his abilities."
He growled, "Connect!"
A black, unidentified object fell into his palm.
"Wait, isn't this my phone? How can you be so perfunctory!?" The connector is similar to the psychic, but different. The connector's power comes from the things he is connected to. Some are a group of unconscious clouds, while others are powerful outer gods. This is also the strongest power that humans have come into contact with in the world of Chen Jing's novels. The powerful connector is an important reason why humans can hinder the benefits of higher civilizations.
He turned on his phone, feeling somewhat depressed. Sure enough, the internet was disconnected. What else could he do? He looked at his old novels… Suddenly, an idea occurred to him: "If this really is my novel world, then isn't this my cheat?"
But when he pointed his finger at the file library, the "Insufficient Permission" sign appeared.
"..." My own phone can still block my own permissions? Okay, I've grown up and become more independent.
As expected, there is no free lunch in the world. It is better not to think about such a good thing. He suddenly felt a sense of incongruity. When he looked carefully, he found that there was a dark golden software [Gods Communication Group] on his mobile phone desktop.
This type of novel was very popular a few years ago, and Chen Jing also intended to follow the trend at that time, until he became the "dog group leader" in the eyes of the group members.
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