I Was Once a Legend

The group finally gathered in the kitchen.

Everyone had a meal together, Dong Linhai kept sneaking on Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing, and found that these two people not only did not have any signs of quarreling, but on the other hand... Feeling tired?

Dong Zheng put the peeled shrimp in Cui Zuojing's bowl. Cui Zuojing didn't look at him. He directly picked up the shrimp and dipped it in vinegar.

Brother is probably apologizing to him.

Cui Zuojing's meal was eaten with a light head, and he didn't even need to move his chopsticks. As long as he looked at which dish, Dong Zheng would bring him over without saying anything, and it was still the best part.

Although he didn't say a word, he couldn't help raising his lips long ago, and only with his head down could he be assured that Dong Zheng wouldn't see it.

It’s too cool to be served by someone, no wonder that the beautiful girls all enjoy the taste of being pursued and raise a few spare tires. If he has such capital, he would like it.

The larvae are all about to start to doubt life, what is the situation, why is it suddenly so full of adultery!

And with her keen intuition as a girl... There won’t be any special relationship between the two of them!

Is Dong Dong chasing Cui?

Wangque immediately made up a series of 800,000-word dramas. She tried several times but failed to suppress the idea as usual. At this time, Cui Zuojing ate a piece of fat that she didn't like, and bit her lightly. He frowned and put the intact piece of meat with only one tooth mark on Dong Zheng's plate.

Dong Zheng ate it without mind.

Wallet:?!?!?!

She covered her chest and almost disappeared on the spot.

Lin Hangzhi also felt something was amiss, but these two people were people he couldn't afford.

We dare not ask anything, and dare not say anything.

Only Dong Linhai has no heart and no heart, and still feels that the relationship between the two has returned to the original level, and even further, how good.

This meal was really enjoyable for Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing. The two were willing to fight one by one. Dong Zheng was waiting for the young ancestor to understand that Cui Zuojing wanted to give him a chance. I feel satisfied.

After that, there was nothing important. After rubbing the meal, Dong Zheng greeted Heinrich on his mobile phone and took everyone back to the castle.

The time for the assessment was set on the third day. Before this, everyone except the tits who joined the team never experienced a single box, and it was a little nervous to come.

Dong Zheng originally planned to let everyone enter the single box to experience it, but there are two problems: one is that there is no teammates to take care of him, he is really a bit afraid of who will not come back unexpectedly in the inside, and the other is that they cannot find it. More suitable single box.

It now appears that these boxes have been collected by major organizations to train and evaluate members.

But no matter how worried, such a day will always come. After all, no one can guarantee that everyone can complete the box test together.

After getting ready, everyone came to Heimdall again. Tao Ji, who was in charge of rating, was waiting for them in the warehouse. He greeted everyone, and he led everyone into the warehouse where the single box was sealed.

"These are all single-use boxes used for assessment. The difficulty ranges from two to three and a half. Everyone chooses what they want, and then finds a free lounge, where they can enter."

Many kinds of boxes are placed on the shelves in order of difficulty level, some are marked with names, and some labels are blank.

Dong Zheng looked at them one by one, and after thinking about it, he finally chose a black box from Samsung.

The name of the box was not written on the label, only the type of decryption exploration was marked. Cui Zuojing looked at it with his arms around his chest, probably understanding that Dong Zheng wanted to play his special skills.

"Just decided this?"

Dong Zheng nodded. Everyone except Lin Hang had already selected it. He said: "I'll go to the assessment first. Everyone must be safe first in the box. The rating is secondary, and I must ensure that I am alive. "

"Relax." Dong Linhai was full of confidence. "I definitely can."

Wangque also nodded. Since the trace of the snowfield was over, the little girl who really realized her potential became more confident. She gradually realized that the little bugs that would appear with her heart were just like a part of her body. She should not be Feeling sick and rejected.

Hang Zhi struggled for a long time and finally chose a two-star difficulty box. He still has no effective life-saving means until now. He is doomed and has no teammates to cooperate. If he enters the difficult box hurriedly, the probability of death is too great.

Dong Zheng found a lounge. Cui Zuojing went in and closed the door. Seeing Dong Zheng standing in the middle of the room to study the pattern on the box, he said: "First of all, since it's your assessment, I haven't done anything in the whole process. Won't help."

"I can do it without you." Dong Zheng looked at him and smiled slightly. "This is a good opportunity to prove to you that my fighting power is much higher than five."

"You have this consciousness." Cui Zuojing sat on the sofa, thinking about whether to wait outside, and finally said, "Forget it, I'll go into the space to accompany, in case of any accidents, you Don't lose your life."

"As long as there are no other strange people making trouble, I should be able to." Although Dong Zheng said this, he still called Cui Zuojing back to the prisoner's space. If an heir enters the box or Kether deliberately changes the difficulty, he will be difficult to parry.

He was the only one left in the room. Dong Zheng looked at the closed door, took a deep breath, sat on the sofa, and opened the lid of the black box.

[...]

Dong Zheng opened his eyes and saw a dark, sparse light shining through the gaps in the curtains, shining in from the outside, leaving a shadow of the window mullions on the ceiling.

[Your name is John Bayer. You used to be a rich man. Three months ago, because of an accident, your company was on the verge of bankruptcy. In order to pay off your debts, you sold the garage and there was nowhere to go.

[You contacted all your friends. Those friends who were passionate when you were developed have various reasons to quit. At this time, you have nowhere to go. You can only try to connect with the little girl you haven’t seen in a long time.

[Unexpectedly, Fa Xiao, who hasn’t contacted since college, still welcomes you in twenty years, so in this case, you moved into Fa Xiao, located on Zitong Street Live temporarily.

The sound of the pointer is ticking, and sleepiness strikes. Dong Zheng closes his eyes uncontrollably and falls into a dream in the plot.

[You think of the glory of the past and the dismalness of the present, the warmth and coldness of the world, the impermanence of the world, the mixed feelings in your heart, the first night, it passed so safely.

When Dong Zheng woke up again, the sky was completely bright. There was an old-fashioned clock hanging on the wall opposite the bed, with the hands pointing at the position of 6:45.

Dong Zheng lifted the quilt and sat up. Judging from the layout of the room, the style of the window, the lamp on the bedside table, and all the decorations on the wall, he speculated that the background of the box was probably in the western countries of the 1990s.

The door was tightly closed, a calendar was hanging behind the door, Dong Zheng got out of bed, and found the clothes that Mr. Bayer threw all over the night at the end of the bed. He picked it up and put it on, and walked up while tidying his collar Behind the door, go to the calendar.

Circled with a red pen on October 12, 1994, and wrote Welcome.

Dong Zheng guessed that this was probably the day he had just lived in, so today is October 13, 1994.

He took out a red fountain pen from the small bag and crossed out the 12th day.

After searching through the room, Dong Zheng only found the mobile phone that John left in his pocket. There were a lot of call records and text messages with a fixed number in the mobile phone. Based on the information in it, Dong Zheng speculated that this was the owner of the house, John. The hair is small-Mr. Fix's number.

There seems to be no other clue. Dong Zheng opened the curtains and looked out. Rows of exquisite villas stood under the early morning sky, and the plants in the garden were lush.Dong Zheng reached out and touched the outside of the window sill, and the walls were still a bit damp.

Dong Zheng opened the door and immediately smelled a tangy aroma. He walked to the kitchen following the taste. The middle-sized man was cooking. When Dong Zheng came out, he greeted enthusiastically: "Wake up, I just made Now that you have the broth, let’s eat together."

Ficks is nearly 1.8 meters tall and in his forties. He has already shown signs of blessing. He has a kind smile on his face. Dong Zheng responded and did not know how John and Ficks get along— -But he immediately realized that the two men had not met in two decades, and even if the relationship was once better, it is normal to be rusty now.

Ficks brought up a pot of broth, a plate of toast and two bowls, saying: "I usually get used to eating like this, I don't know if you like it or not."

"It's good, very good." Dong Zheng hurriedly stopped Ficks who wanted to serve him soup. "I'll do it myself."

There was a layer of oil stars floating on the broth. When I saw such a pot of soup early in the morning, I smelled the meat incense. Dong Zheng was a little tired. He was not hungry at all, and he only filled a little.

The two had breakfast relatively silently, and it was very quiet outside, and they could not hear what the community should have.

After the meal, Dong Zheng took over the task of washing the dishes, and Fix yawned, saying: "I go back to sleep for a while. I may not get up at noon, so you can make something for yourself."

Dong Zheng answered, and Fix said again: "It's not safe to go outside these days, don't just go out, just treat this as your own home, don't be restrained, but don't enter the basement."

Seeing the back of Ficks disappearing behind the master bedroom door, Dong Zheng looked back at the table with leftovers, because he ate less, the broth was still left, and the meat was sinking to the bottom of the bowl. When cooked, Dong Zheng tastes like neither pork nor beef.

He washed and cleaned the utensils, and thought of Fix's sentence, "I go back to sleep for a while and I might not get up at noon."

After sleeping so long, did he not come back last night?

Dong Zheng thought, looking at the entrance, and really found a pair of sneakers in the shoe cabinet, there were traces of wet mud, and there was a portable flashlight in the cabinet drawer next to it.

The coat on the hanger has been worn for a long time, the cuffs and elbows are very worn, and the front is a little dirty. There is a dirty palm print on the wall of the entrance, which makes it easy to imagine the owner's movements when changing shoes every day. .

There are traces of the life of single men everywhere in the room. Dong Zheng saw rectangular traces on the walls of more than one location. He wanted to come here with a photo frame, but for some reason, he was now taken down.