Chapter 1 My Time and Space Shuttle Phone

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An Yang sat on the sofa.

Looking at a piece of pure black glass in his hand in a daze, to be precise, this is a mobile phone, its packaging box is placed on the coffee table, the yellow hard kraft paper box is very simple, only a conspicuous leaf pattern.

"This is not at all like the leafS1,Where is such a beautiful copycat machine,Where is the boot button and USB interface?,No,It's just a piece of black glass。

An Yang couldn't help but complain, he had already determined that the mobile phone he ordered on Yezi's official website had been transferred.

"People now, they're really crazy."

Anyang put down the glass plate in frustration, dropped the old mobile phone when he resigned a few days ago, and finally changed it to a new mobile phone, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing, people were unlucky to drink water and stuff their teeth.

"In other words, with the current logistics management system, the probability of SF making a mistake is lower than winning the lottery, should I buy lottery tickets, maybe I don't have to look for a job."

He was thinking about it, when a familiar ringtone suddenly sounded in the living room, he subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, but he didn't touch anything, and then he suddenly realized that his mobile phone had been dropped by his own hands when he resigned.

An Yang lowered his head in astonishment, looking at the black glass that was constantly vibrating on the coffee table, a layer of glass on the surface had been lit, a girl's avatar looked particularly beautiful, and the three words Ji Weiwei were constantly beating.

"Dad, this is really a mobile phone, but if I'm not mistaken, I shouldn't have found where to insert the card, what the hell is it in broad daylight......"

In case he remembered wrongly, An Yang deliberately took out his wallet and opened it to see that the mobile Shenzhou line was lying quietly with his ID card.

"Damn, what the hell!"

An Yang looked at the phone with a frightened face, but he stretched out his hand tremblingly and picked up the mobile phone that seemed to have magical powers.

"It can't be a prank, people who have mastered this kind of technology, it doesn't seem like there is any need to make fun of me......"

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and swiped across the screen with a shudder.

"Hey, it's me."

"Hey, Anyang, I heard that you resigned again, what are you making trouble with such a big person?"

"It's really you."

"You can't get nervous, it's not me or my mother!"

"Well, I'll explain this to you later, I have a very urgent matter to deal with now, bye."

An Yang hurriedly hung up the phone, couldn't help the panting in his chest, and looked at the phone over and over, not to mention the place where the card was inserted, he didn't find a single gap, it was completely a piece of black glass.

But the strange thing is that this black glass has just answered a phone call for him.

"It can't be an alien encounter, right?"

"But what are the aliens doing with me an alien phone, and I'm tired of throwing it away?"

I don't know what I thought, An Yang hurriedly threw the phone on the sofa, looked at it with blank eyes, and resisted the urge to rush out of the door, until the phone screen was lit up again, and the frame could not be found at all.

Text kept appearing on the screen, accompanied by a cold voice, although it was not a rigid mechanical sound, but it was also inaudible to men and women.

"Hello Chosen One, it's your pleasure to meet me."

An Yang was completely stunned, and countless pictures flashed in his mind.

It's really an alien phone.

What was the chosen one, and shouldn't I have said that it was my honor to meet you when I met you for the first time?

Anyang is circled.

"You...... What the hell are you? ”

……

An hour later, he finally realized in shock that this mobile phone could allow him to travel through endless time and space, which was equivalent to a door connecting the worlds.

"Wait, let me slow down, it's not a dream."

An Yang remembered the many online novels he had read over the years, and as a senior game martial arts god fantasy house, his eyes gradually lit up with excitement.

A line of words appeared on the screen of the mobile phone again, accompanied by a cold voice.

Overture 1, this killer is not too cold

Quest World: This Killer Is Not Too Cold (Origin World)

Objective: Save Leon

Starting Skills: Combat Mastery (Beginner), Firearms Mastery (Beginner), English Mastery (Beginner)

Initial funding: $100,000

Mission Success: Reward Item Ability*1, Skill Points*3, Physical Fitness Points*3

Failed: The task is executed repeatedly

An Yang was stunned, and a lot of knowledge suddenly poured into his head, which made his head swell.

Fighting skills, joint folding skills, action prediction methods, firearm use methods, shooting skills, maintenance skills, spoken English pronunciation, habitual language methods, phonetic transcription, etc.

"This killer doesn't ...... Yes!! What is this......"

Before he could finish his sentence, a strong light flashed, and the man had disappeared into the living room.

So, a young Chinese man in a white T-shirt and jeans fell on the streets of New York.

……

"Sir, wake up sir, what's wrong with you?"

Anyang felt a shaking in the drowsiness, just opened his eyes, but only felt that it was very dark in front of him, there was a bag next to him, and a very beautiful girl blocked the light, and when he woke up, he showed a heartfelt smile.

"You're finally awake, please forgive me for being rude, are you okay, how did you faint on the street?"

An Yang's eyes froze, this girl was blonde and blue-eyed, and she spoke very authentic American English, but he didn't have any barriers to sounding, although it was not as good as her mother tongue, but it was far beyond the level of English he once had.

"Are you alright, sir?"

Seeing that he didn't react, the girl asked again.

An Yang came back to his senses at this time, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, maybe it's too hot and I have a heat stroke, thank you, beautiful girl." ”

The girl looked up at the gloomy sky, lowered her head stiffly, looked a little strange, and continued: "I see that you are in a very bad state, do you need me to take you to the hospital?" ”

An Yang hurriedly shook his head: "No thanks, I'm already very grateful that you can do this, don't bother anymore, I can go over by myself." ”

"It's okay, my car is parked over there."

"I really don't need to, I still have some things, I'll see you again."

"Oh...... Well, as you wish, remember to bring the bag on the ground, it should be yours. ”

The girl smiled helplessly, reminded her and turned away, feeling as if she should not have saved this impudent Oriental, in a Chinese parlance, thankless.

An Yang looked around left and right, made sure that the bag on the ground was his, found a quiet and unoccupied place, opened the bag and looked at it.

A U.S. green card, a driver's license, a Chinese passport, and a thick stack of dollars.

Needless to count, this stack of dollars must be 100,000 yuan.

"This killer isn't too cold, it's a classic, I'm really not dreaming."

An Yang only realized at this time that he suddenly had a lot of knowledge in his mind, all about martial arts, firearms and English, so even if there was nothing to gain from this trip, it was worth it alone.

"Isn't it shuttling through the world, how did you get into the movie, anyway, I've watched this movie for several years."

He took out his phone from his pocket, and as soon as he lifted it, the pitch-black screen of the phone lit up, and a blurry figure appeared, facing away from him.

"Something?"

An Yang was stunned for a moment, sighed that the phone was so cold, and then said: "This, I want to ask, when will the mission start, how can I faint on the street, is this really good?" ”

"The task has begun, as for fainting, it is the host's own quality that is not up to par, and the system faints when importing knowledge, which has nothing to do with me."

"Eh, isn't it because you're in a hurry, can't you wait for me to prepare well, adjust my mentality, and watch the movie again?"

The phone was silent for a moment, and a cold voice came from it.

"Selected, the overture task is very simple, and the success reward is rich, there is no punishment for failure, the system also provides you with a green card, passport, driver's license and funds, it is almost foolproof, what else do you need, I remind you one last sentence, please grasp the opportunity of the overture, familiarize yourself with the rules of time and space travel as soon as possible, there will be no such a good opportunity in the future."

The phone screen went dark.

"Forehead ......"

Anyang put down his phone, shrugged his shoulders, thought for a moment, and walked towards a gun shop in sight.

As soon as he brushed it, a dazzling array of guns came into his eyes, ranging from small pistols to large sniper rifles, all of which he had never seen before.

Dazzled!

After making a decision, Anyang chose a modified M1911 pistol set and an original CheyTac M200 sniper rifle.

Among them, the M1911 pistol is a former U.S. military pistol, the price is 1200 US dollars, and the one bought by Anyang uses rare wood grip patches and ultra-light alloy socket seats for modification, and the price jumps to 3500 US dollars, plus the matching holster, gun case and two additional magazines, maintenance tools, etc., which cost a total of 4800 US dollars.

The M200 sniper rifle, known as the Grim Reaper Interventionist, is recognized as the longest-range and most accurate anti-personnel sniper rifle, with a full set price of $18,000, including the scope and all accessories, such as a laser rangefinder, ballistic computer, sensor assembly, brake and silencer.

After showing his green card and completing the registration, he took out a stack of cash to pay the bill, and he paid $1,000 more for the original $22,800 firearm, saving some of the sniper rifle procedures, for a total of $23,800.

It is equivalent to more than 100,000 yuan, which is his previous year's salary, and he squandered it all of a sudden, and being rich is capricious.

When leaving, the boss looked at him meaningfully and said: "This sniper rifle has been with me for two years, and it is said that fewer people in the whole of America have bought it than those who have been killed by lightning." ”

An Yang put the pistol box into his bag, and ordinary citizens in the United States could not show their firearms in public, and then lifted the heavy sniper rifle case, and randomly took out two US dollars and threw them on the table.

"Tip."

The boss had a beard, smiled knowingly, and quickly put the money on the table into his jacket pocket.

"Although the sales are small, there are also people who collect this sniper rifle, rest assured, I will help you with the rest of the formalities, even if something happens, it's none of my business, by the way, buddy, remind you, the trajectory of each gun is unique, if there is a problem with the gun you registered, the government will soon be able to find you."

An Yang walked out of the store without looking back, joking that if the U.S. government could catch up with the real world, he would admit no matter how big the crime was.

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