Chapter 5 Return
White light flashed, and the scene around He Chi continued to turn into small grids of various colors, just like pixels in the game world, colliding with each other, reorganizing, integrating, and finally becoming Another view.
That was a scenery he was familiar with.
The bottom of the Great Valley of California, where he first fell off the cliff.
Things in front of you become clear, and other senses return.
cold!
Pain!
There is also a foreign body sensation on the left lower abdomen that has been penetrated by a stone.
He almost forgot that he was a dying man.
The countdown in front of me continues to move, and there are only ten minutes left in the previous four-hour countdown.
He obviously felt that his current condition was very bad.
"The player's life is in danger. He holds 5 silver coins. Is it time to recharge."
He Chi instinctively felt that he had no time to think more.
"Yes! Recharge time!"
"Time coin recycling has begun, and player time will be returned at a rate of 80%. How many time coins will be recycled?" The system's mechanical sound rang in my ears.
"All...recycle four coins."
He Chi, who originally planned to exchange them all, changed his statement at the last moment and left one silver coin for himself.
"Recycling confirmed, time begins to count, in progress..."
The four silver coins in the pocket turned into small points of light and disappeared into the air.
Then, a miracle happened.
The bleeding from the puncture wound on He Chi's lower abdomen began to slow down and eventually stopped. The wound healed visibly, and at the same time, half of the stone left in the body was pushed out by an inexplicable force.
With these changes, He Chi felt that power returned to his body.
The countdown value in the right eye began to grow rapidly, and finally stopped at the position [360:41:13].
All the changes were completed within half a minute. If it weren't for the blood stains on his clothes and the hard silver coin in his pocket, He Chi would have thought that he was just Experienced a dream.
360? Does it represent 360 hours? In other words, his life was extended to half a month?
But...
He Chi looked at his completely recovered body, and it didn't look like he was going to die in half a month?
Could it be possible for a flowerpot to fly up and take him away while he was walking on the road?
He Chi is a born activist and won’t dwell on things he doesn’t understand.
At least the immediate crisis has been resolved, and we can go back and discuss other issues.
After packing his hiking bag, He Chi followed the gravel-strewn path to find his car parked three kilometers away - a second-hand Ford family car with incomplete paint, and then stepped on the accelerator and drove towards his station.
It was a small town on the outskirts of San Diego. It was about the same size as a county in China. The population was not particularly large. It was already dark at this time, and there were only twos and threes of unemployed young people wandering on the streets. Ford cars passed by. After two crossroads, we arrived in front of a large two-story building.
This is He Chi’s temporary rental place. It was formerly a motel. The current landlord purchased it and renovated it, specifically renting it to immigrants who cannot afford to live in high-end communities.
The location is remote, the room is small, and the surrounding security is not very good.
But it is cheap.
The quarterly payment is only 4,000 dollars, which is even less than the cost of He Chi’s shabby Ford.
Going through the alley with spray paint on both sides, avoiding the black guy wandering at the door, He Chi walked up the somewhat old stairs to the second floor of his rented apartment.
He had to stop just as he walked upstairs.
Because He Chi saw his neighbor, a Mexican dancer, who was smiling and pushing away the 100 kilogram landlord's hand on her hip. The girl's refusal was not strong, and there was no angry expression on her face. She even let the other party's hand rub on her toned thighs intentionally or unintentionally when she pushed away.
It's just flirting.
Seeing He Chi walking up, the landlord withdrew his hand with some hesitation, patted the girl's buttocks, and the two of them walked into the house one after another.
Bang.
Fantasy collision sounds began to be heard from inside the door, and it seemed that furniture had been pushed down.
When it’s time to collect rent again, your dancer neighbors will use this method to get some discounts.
"Maybe that body type needs a little more space when doing things." He Chi said a cold joke to himself, took out the key, opened the door of his house and walked in. He has no moral obsessiveness. As long as it's your preference, I'm willing to negotiate. Consistently, whether it was cash payment or free rent, he thought he had nothing to do.
Pop! Snap!
"Oh~ baby! Harder!"
The sound from next door became louder and louder. He Chi shrugged helplessly and focused his eyes on the letter in front of him.
Most of them were advertisements, as well as several credit card and utility bills. He Chi sorted them one by one and pulled out a letter with the seal of a local university.
"Could it be..."
He Chi was a little nervous and unfolded the letter paper, which was written in printed letters.
"Dear He, after careful consideration and review of numerous applications, we regret to inform you that your application for the Modern European History Scholarship has not been approved..."
Hu~ He Chi He took a deep breath and shook his head helplessly.
His annual tuition fee is 40,000 U.S. dollars. Since his family had an accident last year, he has been unable to pay for himself. Even if he is working part-time, the amount of 40,000 U.S. dollars is not easy to come up with.
"Oh, I didn't expect that I would have to worry about money just after saving a life. I am short of money." He Chi smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.
"It has been detected that the player needs funds. The existing assets are one silver coin. Do you want to exchange it?" The system's voice suddenly rang in my ears.
? ? ? ! ! !
Can I exchange money directly? !
He Chi took out the strange silver coin from his pocket and tried to ask, "How much can I exchange for it?"
"The current exchange rate is that one copper coin can be exchanged for 500 US dollars, and silver coins and gold coins are increased by a hundred times." The system answered in the ear.
In other words, the silver coin in my hand can be exchanged for fifty thousand US dollars? ! He Chi took a breath of cold air.
"Correct, how much do you want to exchange?"
"I want to change..." He Chi stopped when he reached his mouth and asked tentatively
"At this time What else does a coin do? ”
"Theoretically speaking, as long as the player can imagine the wish and does not deviate from reality, it can be quantified and executed with time coins." The system explained without emotion.
"Anything is fine? Then if I want to build an atomic bomb, can you build it too?" He Chi said half-jokingly.
“According to the player’s current knowledge system, players must learn at least 52 professional knowledge, 21 of which need to reach the master level, and 15 need to reach the specialization level. At the same time, 49 kinds of special materials and 88 kinds of regular materials are required. About 23 of these materials are subject to international control... After comprehensive accounting, it will cost 158,966 gold coins, and then a small tactical-level nuclear weapon can be provided in about six years and eight months..."< br>
Holy crap, is that really possible? But if this number is really converted into US dollars, some people who want to buy nuclear bombs may also be selling them.
"Would you like to exchange it into US dollars?" the system asked at the side.
He Chi thought about it, but finally did not exchange the silver coin into money. He had a hunch that the value of this silver coin might be far more than 50,000 US dollars.
He has more important things now.
He Chi picked up the phone "Mr. Don Standing, I would like to make an appointment for a physical examination with you."
(End of this chapter)