Chapter 1

Anyang sat on the sofa.

Looking at the pure black glass in his hand, he was in a daze. To be precise, it was a mobile phone. Its packaging box was placed on the coffee table. The yellow hard kraft cardboard box was very simple, with only a prominent leaf pattern.

"This is completely different from the Leaf S1. Where can such a beautiful copycat machine come from? Where are the power-on button and the USB interface? No, it's just a piece of black glass."

Anyang couldn't help but complain, he had already determined that the mobile phone he ordered on the official leaf website had been repackaged.

"Now people, they're really crazy."

Anyang put down the glass plate in dejection. He dropped his old mobile phone when he resigned a few days ago, and finally got a new one.

"In other words, with the current logistics management system, SF Express has a lower chance of making mistakes than winning the lottery. Should I buy a lottery ticket, maybe I won't have to look for a job anymore."

Just as he was thinking, a familiar bell suddenly rang in the living room. He subconsciously touched his trousers pocket, but found nothing. Only then did he realize that his mobile phone had been dropped by himself when he was resigning.

Anyang lowered his head in amazement, looking at the black glass that was constantly vibrating on the coffee table, the glass on the top had been lit up, a girl's head looked particularly beautiful, and the three words Ji Weiwei were beating constantly.

"Dad, this is actually a mobile phone, but if I remember correctly, I probably haven't found where to insert the card, it's hell in the daytime..."

In order to prevent himself from misremembering, Anyang deliberately took out his wallet and opened it to see that the mobile Shenzhouxing was lying quietly with his ID card.

"Mom, what a hell!"

Anyang looked at the phone with horror on his face, but reached out his hand tremblingly and picked up this seemingly magical phone.

"It won't be a prank, it seems that people who master this kind of technology don't need to make fun of me..."

He swallowed and swiped on the screen tremblingly.

"Hey, it's me."

"Hey, Anyang, I heard that you have resigned again. What's the trouble with such a big man?"

"It's really you."

"You're crazy, it's not me or my mother!"

"Uh, I'll explain this to you later, I have something urgent to deal with now, bye."

Anyang hung up the phone quickly, couldn't help breathing in his chest, and turned the phone over and over, not to mention the place where the card was inserted, but there was no gap, it was just a piece of black glass.

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

"Isn't it an alien encounter?"

"But what did the aliens give me an alien phone, and I just throw it away when I'm tired of playing?"

I don't know what to think, Anyang hurriedly threw the phone on the sofa, looked at it eagerly, resisted the urge to rush out the door, until the phone screen was lit again, and the frame could not be found at all.

Texts continued to appear on the screen, accompanied by a cold voice. Although it was not a rigid mechanical sound, it was impossible to hear men and women.

"Hello, chooser, it's your honor to meet me."

Anyang was completely stunned, and countless images flashed through his mind.

It's really an alien phone.

What selector, and also, shouldn't I say it was my honor to meet you when I first met?

Anyang is in a circle.

"You...what the hell are you?"

...

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

"Wait, let me slow down, this is not a dream."

Anyang remembered many online novels he had read over the years. As a senior game martial artist, his eyes gradually lit up with excitement.

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

Prelude 1. This killer is not too cold

Mission World: This Killer Is Not Too Cold (Original World)

Mission Objective: Save Leon

Initial Skills: Fighting Proficiency (Elementary), Firearms Proficiency (Elementary), English Proficiency (Elementary)

Initial capital: $100,000

Mission success: Reward item ability*1, skill points*3, physical fitness points*3

Task failed: repeated execution

Anyang was stunned, and suddenly a lot of knowledge poured into his head, making his head swell.

Fighting force skills, breaking joint skills, action prediction methods, firearms use methods, shooting skills, maintenance skills, spoken English pronunciation, idioms, phonetic symbols, etc.

"This killer is not... ah!! What is this..."

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

As a result, a young Chinese man in a white T-shirt and jeans collapsed on the streets of New York.

...

"Sir, Mr. Xingxing, what's the matter with you?"

Anyang felt a sway in the groggy. Just opened his eyes, but he only felt that it was very dark in front of him. There was a bag next to him. A very beautiful girl blocked the light, and saw him wake up with a sincere smile.

"You finally woke up, please forgive me for being rude, are you alright, why did you faint on the street?"

Anyang's eyes froze. The girl was blond and blue-eyed. She spoke very authentic American English, but he sounded without any obstacles. Although it was not as good as his native language, it was far beyond his previous English level.

"Sir, are you alright?"

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

Anyang finally came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, maybe it's too hot and heatstroke, thank you, beautiful girl."

The girl raised her head and glanced at the gloomy sky, lowered her head stiffly, looked a little weird, and then said, "I see that you are in a very bad state. Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

Anyang shook his head quickly: "No thanks, I'm already very grateful that you can do this, no more trouble, I can go by myself."

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

"I really don't need to, I still have something to do, see you by fate."

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

The girl smiled helplessly, turned around and left after reminding her. She felt that she should not save this rude oriental person.

Anyang looked around, making sure that the bag on the ground belonged to him, found a quiet place and opened the bag to take a look.

An American green card, a driver's license, a Chinese passport, and a thick stack of US dollars.

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

"This killer is not too cold, this is a classic, I really am not dreaming."

It was only then that Anyang discovered that he suddenly had a lot of knowledge in his mind, all about fighting, firearms and English. In this way, even if there was nothing to gain from this trip, it was worth it.

"Isn't it traveling through the world? How did you travel to the movie? In other words, I have watched this movie for several years."

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and just lifted it up, the dark screen of the mobile phone lit up, and a vague figure appeared with his back turned to him.

"Is something wrong?"

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

"The mission has already begun. As for the fainting, it is because the host's own quality is not good enough, and the system faints when importing knowledge, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Uh, it's not my fault that you are 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 while, and a cold voice came from it.

"Selector, the prelude task is very simple, and the success rewards are generous, and there is no penalty for failure. The system also provides you with a green card, passport, driver's license and funds. It is almost foolproof. What more do you need, let me remind you at last, Please seize the opportunity of the prelude and familiarize yourself with the rules of time travel as soon as possible, there will not be such a good opportunity in the future."

The phone screen went dark.

"Forehead……"

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

With a swipe, a dazzling array of guns entered his eyes, ranging from small pistols to large sniper rifles, all of which he had never seen before.

Dazzling!

After some choices, Anyang chose a modified M1911 pistol set and an original CheyTacM200 sniper rifle.

Among them, the M1911 pistol is a former US military pistol, and the price is 1,200 US dollars. The one bought by Anyang was modified with a rare wood grip patch and an ultra-light alloy sleeve seat, and the price jumped to 3,500 US dollars. The holster, case, and two additional magazines, maintenance tools, etc., cost a total of $4,800.

The M200 sniper rifle, known as the Reaper Intervention, is recognized as the anti-personnel sniper rifle with the longest range and highest accuracy. Sensor components, brakes and mufflers, etc.

After showing the green card and completing the registration, he took out a stack of cash to pay the bill. He paid an extra $1,000 for a firearm that cost $22,800 to save some of the sniper rifle procedures, which cost a total of $23,800.

It is equivalent to more than 100,000 RMB, which is his salary from the previous year, so he squandered it all at once. Having money is self-willed.

When he left, the boss gave him a meaningful look and said, "This sniper rifle has been with me for two years. It is said that fewer people in the United States bought it than were struck by lightning."

Anyang put the pistol and gun case in his bag. In the United States, ordinary citizens are not allowed to expose firearms in public. He also picked up the heavy sniper rifle gun case, and randomly took out two dollars and threw it on the table.

"tip."

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

"Although the sales volume is small, there are people who collect this sniper rifle. Don't worry, I will handle the rest of the procedures for you. Even if something goes wrong, it's none of my business. The ballistics of the gun are unique, and if there is a problem with the gun you registered, the government can quickly find you.”

Anyang walked out of the store without looking back, joking, if the U.S. government can catch up to the real world, he will admit to committing a crime no matter how serious.