Blue and White Society

  Chapter 592 Miserable Traveler

   "Let's go straight away? Didn't you say train me?" Jiang Cheng said after changing his clothes.

  Mo Poor shook his head and said, "No need."

   "Is there nothing for me? I'll just go through empty-handed? Why don't you let me Baidu what happened in 1279." Jiang Cheng frowned.

   "Just accept this." David threw him a paper-thin mobile phone.

  Jiang Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and saw that it said that he was invited to participate in a game.

  He was about to ask what the **** was going on, when he heard Adams laughing and saying, "Are you guys doing this when the doctor is not here? Hurry up and get down to business."

  Jiangcheng was speechless, so it was just a spoof. Just as he was thinking about this, suddenly his eyes blurred, as if he had come to another place, and the painting style was a little distorted.

   Then before he could see anything clearly, he felt the back of his neck sink and he fainted.

   When he woke up, he was already lying in the cabin.

"I just performed a minor operation on you and implanted some things. Now after you travel through time, we will be able to contact you, and the voice will appear directly in your brain. If necessary in the future, we can even take your Pull into a holographic virtual world and meet you." Mo Poor's voice appeared in Jiangcheng's brain.

  Jiang Chengxin said that the technology is awesome, but compared to traveling through time and space, brain wave communication and holographic virtual world are nothing.

   "Next, I will release the hypnotic gas, and then start traveling. Just lie down." Mo Poor said.

  Jiang Cheng lay down peacefully, but he was always restless. He had no place to rest his hands, and suddenly felt something on his chest. It turned out to be the mobile phone as thin as a piece of paper. Besides, there was a seed in his pocket.

   "Is this for me?"

  He thought about it, and found that he could still connect to the Internet, so he quickly took advantage of this time to search for information, looking for things about 1279.

  When the hypnotic gas was released, he saw the most eye-catching sentence: The Song army was defeated in the Yashan naval battle. Song Prime Minister Lu Xiufu threw himself into the sea under the last emperor Zhao Bing and died. The Song Empire was officially destroyed by the Yuan Empire.

   "Damn! Let me out!" Jiang Cheng was so startled that he wanted to jump up and hit his head on the hatch glass.

   "I want to change places!"

  However, it was too late. After inhaling the hypnotic gas, he bumped his head with excitement and fainted on the spot.

   "Did he shout something just now?" Lord Gou asked, the cabin was sealed, so he really didn't hear it.

  Adams heard it, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, he really thought he was enjoying himself."

  Mo Poor sighed, went up and opened all the travel warehouses.

  He held Jiangcheng in one hand, and with a flick of his hand, Jiangcheng disappeared immediately, completing the crossing.

  Mo Poor did this in turn until all six D-class personnel passed through.

   These six D-class personnel have different 'compositions'.

  Jiangcheng is not only organized by D, but also carries derivative adaptive seeds, and is required by the Lanbai Society to live for a month, and will directly contact Moqiong, and even get support when necessary.

  As for the other five, there is no establishment of D, and there is no record in the Lanbai Club, that is to say, even the D-level personnel are not mixed into the official one.

  However, one of them was also asked to live for a month, and contacted Mo Poor directly, and would provide support if necessary, and even bring a token.

   After that, No. 3 traverser has no mission and is not required to live for a month.

  No. 4, no mission, no support, Mo Poor didn't even contact him directly.

  No. 5, no mission, no support, no direct contact with Mo Qiong, no tokens.

  In this way, when the sixth person is reached, there is nothing. He doesn't care about life or death at all. He neither contacts him nor expects him to live, nor supports him. He doesn't even become a player of David.

  It is equivalent to pure throwing time travel, and then life and death depend on luck.

   Mo Poor first paid attention to No. 5, because this guy was the first to wake up.

  In a sense, he has the best physical fitness...

  No. 5 chose Hou Zhou, and the landing point was the hometown of the two scholars in Moqiongxu Island.

  However, the situation is quite different from the situation in the scholar's memory. The villages are all dilapidated, and every house is empty, and there is no one.

  Dead people still exist, and corpses can be seen everywhere from dilapidated houses to wild roadsides.

  Looking at this scene, No. 5's heart sank. First of all, it is really time-traveling, which is absolutely impossible to see in modern society.

  Secondly, this is definitely not a peaceful place.

   "You're kidding me! It's said that Chai Rong is a heroic ruler who lightens the burden of the people. What's the area under his rule like?" No. 5 held his nose, feeling the stench here, and immediately avoided the corpse.

  Mo Poor borrowed the hidden camera on his body and used the body of a low-dimensional person to observe. Hearing this, he couldn't help but roll a blank look.

  Don't say that this is actually a troubled time, the Khitan invaded the border every year, even in a prosperous age, famine is actually inevitable.

  There were 874 famines in the Song Dynasty, 513 famines in the Yuan Dynasty, 1011 famines in the Ming Dynasty, and 1121 times in the Qing Dynasty...

In ancient times, there were countless famines caused by natural disasters or wars, and they happened every year. The location of No. 5 was not a big city, but a rural village. It can only be said that he was lucky when he encountered a famine, and he could not be said to be bad. Before the start, I ran into the Khitan invasion.

  No. 5 left the deserted village, and within a short distance, he came across the corpses of more than a dozen old people. Most of the corpses had shriveled stomachs and sunken cheeks. At a glance, they were obviously starved to death. The more they walked, the more they died of starvation.

  The farmland along the way is cracked, and the field is full of thorns and weeds, and it is desolate. Coupled with corpses and stench, it is even more permeating.

   "No, no, I have to find a big city quickly, I can't wait." No. 5 muttered, looking for a way in a hurry.

  He was quite dazed, walking aimlessly, he couldn't even see a healthy tree, and the bark was gone everywhere he saw.

  Because the environment was really harsh, he covered his nose and ran wildly. After running for more than a thousand meters, he was out of breath, and finally saw the living person.

  But he found that seeing a living person is better than not seeing it.

   It was beside a small forest, and two ragged men were sitting slumped, as if they were waiting to die.

  If it wasn't for the arrival of No. 5, the heads of these two people moved, and No. 5 thought they were dead.

   "Do you know where the nearest city is?" Number Five walked up and asked.

  Unexpectedly, those two people didn't speak, they just stared at him, their deep-set eye sockets were extremely penetrating, and their eyes were something that No. 5 had never seen in his life.

  No. 5 had killed people before, so he wasn't afraid of these two skinny natives, he just wanted to go to the big city as soon as possible.

But after seeing this look, his heart skipped a beat. He thought that when he killed someone back then, the way the dead man looked at him when he was dying was scary enough, but he didn't expect that when he came here, he saw two random people. The eyes are so heart-shattering.

   "No, no..." No. 5 stopped immediately.

  Then the two got up without making a sound, and No. 5 turned around and ran away when he saw this.

  Just two steps away, a rock hit his head from behind. He staggered twice, and an evil fire burst out: "Nimma, why am I running? I can't kill you two?"

  He leaned over to pick up the stone, stared and roared loudly, about to smash it.

   Who knew that as soon as they turned around, their eyes went dark, and the two rushed forward like mad dogs, opening their mouths and biting.

   "Damn it!" No. 5 screamed, and the stone knocked over one, but was bitten in the neck by the other.

  Mo Qiong was broadcasting the screen in his mind, and Lord Gou said directly: The moment he turned his head, he would be dead.

   Sure enough, No. 5 was killed by two hungry people after only seventeen minutes of crossing.

  As a modern person, even though he was much stronger than those two hungry people, he still couldn't win.

  The hungry man drank a few sips of warm blood, regained some energy and gave up eating alive. The two cooperated to drag the corpse back to the grove, dug the soil and collected firewood, and made smoked meat.

   It can be seen that they are completely rational.

  Mo Poor sighed, and went to connect to No. 4 again.

   "What? Already dead?" Through the camera, Mo Poor found No. 4's body hanging on the tower, and the mobile phone was in the hands of a strange scribe, fiddling with it.

  Mo Poor hastily called up the video, and only then did he realize that No. 4 killed himself.

   This guy is actually very lucky. He chose Daming, and he didn’t encounter famine, and he started in a city in the north.

  Listen to No. 4 muttering, he has a big gold tooth in his mouth, he wants to change his capital after entering the city, and he claims that with his knowledge, it is no problem to live as a small landlord.

   But he didn't expect that he would feel cold just after entering the city, because he couldn't understand what these ancient people were saying at all.

   "Nimma, Daming doesn't speak Yanjing dialect? Why can't I understand?"

  He exchanged a few words with someone, but the bull's head was wrong.

  That's all, he wanted to die, he took the initiative to leave the avenue, and burrowed into the corner of the street.

  No. 4 wants to secretly pry off his gold teeth, thinking that gold is also a hard currency.

  Unexpectedly, while he was prying, a group of people followed into the alley, blocked him, and bluntly wanted to rob him.

No. 4 naturally wanted to resist. He claimed to be very good at fighting, and a few hands of Sanda Kung Fu made the group feel a little bit difficult and retreated. But when he saw that the group of people wanted to quit, he actually got motivated to fight, thinking that the wig was in the way. Picked it off directly, revealing a bald head.

  Maybe he felt that his bald, bald head was particularly fierce and could subdue this group of people.

   Unexpectedly, when the group saw this, their faces were frightened and angry, their eyes were red, they shouted a few times, and then they unceremoniously drew out their knives and hacked him to death.

  Number Four didn't know why until he died, because he really couldn't understand what this group of people said.

Mo Poor understood it, this group of people are military households, they are so poor, seeing that he can't speak, they just thought he was from the south, they wanted to bully the outsiders and grab some money, they thought he was good at it never mind.

   As a result, he showed his bald head, and the group of people called him a barbarian spy, and became murderous.

  This is a border town, killing him not only avenges revenge, but also exchanged his head for money to subsidize the family.

   "His luck is the best, he insisted on killing himself." Lord Gou laughed.

  Mo Poor shook his head, then looked at No. 3, this guy was in Byzantium, it was the Russian.

  It was the time when the Ottomans were besieging Constantinople...and he had fallen into the hands of the infidels...taken into slavery and carrying supplies.

   Look at No. 2 again. This guy is smart. He chose Hishima Toki. It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t understand the language.

   It seems that the local people thought he was a mountain spirit ghost, even if he didn't say a word, just humming, the local natives were extremely awed by him.

   After all, it is a place where vicious bandits are regarded as ghosts. The number two man is tall and burly, and he doesn't think of a 'normal person' when he looks at it.

  Finally, Mo Qiong mentally contacted Jiangcheng who was thrown to the Yashan sea battle a month before.

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   p.s: I'm sorry for the evolution of Daimao Taiyi, and I'm sorry for the D-class personnel. I have something to do today, so I specially coded it in advance. Feel sorry.

  (end of this chapter)