Chapter 592 The Miserable Traveler

"You're leaving right now? You didn't even bother to train me?" Jiang Cheng said after changing his clothes.

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

"You don't have anything to give me? I'm traveling through time empty-handed? Or let me Baidu what happened in 1279." Jiang Cheng frowned.

"Just accept this." David threw him a cell phone as thin as paper.

Jiang Cheng was stunned, and saw that it said he was invited to participate in a game.

He was about to ask what this thing was, when he heard Adams laughing and saying, "Are you guys just making fun of it when the doctor is not here? Hurry up and get down to business."

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

Then, before he could see what was going on, he felt a sinking sensation on the back of his neck and fainted directly.

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

"We just did a small operation on you and implanted some things. Now that you have traveled through time, we can contact you and the voice will appear directly in your brain. In the future, if necessary, we can even pull you into a holographic virtual world to meet you." Mo Qiong's voice appeared in Jiang Cheng's brain.

Jiang Cheng thought it was a great technology, but compared to traveling through time and space, brain wave communication and holographic virtual world are nothing.

"Next, I will release hypnotic gas and start traveling through time. Just lie down." Mo Qiong said.

Jiang Cheng lay down at ease, but he was always uneasy. He had nowhere to put his hands. Suddenly, he felt something on his chest. It turned out to be the thin mobile phone. In addition, there was a seed in his pocket.

"Is this for me to take away?"

He thought and found that he could still connect to the Internet, so he hurriedly took advantage of this time to look up information and find out about things in 1279.

When the hypnotic gas was released, he had seen the most eye-catching sentence: The Battle of Yashan, the Song army was defeated. Song Prime Minister Lu Xiufu carried the last emperor Zhao Bing and jumped into the sea to die, and the Song Empire was officially destroyed by the Yuan Empire.

"Fuck! Let me out!" Jiang Cheng was so shocked that he wanted to jump up and hit his head on the glass of the cabin door.

"I want to change places!"

However, it was too late. He inhaled the hypnotic gas and hit his head again in excitement, fainting on the spot.

"What was he shouting just now?" Gou Ye asked. The cabin was sealed, so he really didn't hear it.

Adams heard it and laughed: "Nothing, he really thought he was enjoying himself."

Mo Qiong sighed and went up to open all the time-travel cabins.

He held Jiang Cheng in one hand and threw it away. Jiang Cheng disappeared immediately and completed the time-travel.

Mo Qiong did this in turn until all six D-level personnel had traveled.

These six D-level personnel have different "compositions".

Jiang Cheng is not only a D-level personnel, but also carries derivative adaptive seeds. He is also required by the Blue and White Society to live for a month. He will contact Mo Qiong directly and even get support when necessary.

As for the other five, they have no D-level organization and are not registered in the Blue and White Society, which means that they are not even officially D-level personnel.

However, one of them is also required to live for a month and contact Mo Qiong directly. He will also provide support when necessary and carry a derivative.

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

Number four has no mission, no support, and Mo Qiong does not even contact him directly.

Number five has no mission, no support, and Mo Qiong does not contact him directly or give him a derivative.

In this way, by the sixth person, there is no component at all. He doesn't care about life or death at all. He will neither contact him, nor expect him to survive, nor support him, and there is no player who can become David.

It is equivalent to a pure deployment of crossing, and then life and death depends on luck.

Mo Qiong first pays attention to number five, because this guy is the first to wake up.

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

Number five chose Hou Zhou, and the landing point is the hometown of the two scholars in Mo Qiong's virtual island.

However, the situation was very different from what the scholar remembered. The villages were all ruined, and every household was empty, with no one in it.

There were still dead people, and corpses could be seen everywhere, from the broken houses to the roadsides in the wild.

Number Five was disappointed when he saw this scene. First of all, he really traveled through time, and such scenes would never be seen in modern society.

Secondly, this was definitely not a peaceful place.

"Are you kidding me? Everyone said that Chai Rong was a wise and brave leader who reduced the burden on the people, but the areas under his rule were like this?" Number Five covered his nose, and felt that the place was stinking, so he immediately avoided the corpses.

Mo Qiong borrowed the hidden camera on his body and used the body of a low-dimensional person to observe. When he heard this, he rolled his eyes.

Not to mention that this was actually a chaotic era, with the Khitans invading the border every year. Even in a prosperous era, famine was inevitable.

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

In ancient times, famines caused by natural disasters or wars were countless and occurred every year. No. 5's landing point was not a big city, but a rural village. It can only be said that he had average luck to encounter a famine, but it cannot be said that he encountered the Khitan invasion before the start of the game.

No. 5 left the deserted village and walked not far before he encountered the corpses of more than a dozen old people. Most of the corpses had shriveled stomachs and sunken cheeks. It was obvious that they died of starvation. The more they walked, the more such starving corpses they saw.

The farmland along the way was all cracked, and the fields were full of thorns and withered grass, which was desolate. With the corpses and the stench, it was even more creepy.

"No, no, we have to find a big city quickly. We can't stay here." Number Five muttered, and hurriedly found a way to go.

He was quite confused and walked aimlessly. He couldn't even see a healthy tree. The bark was gone everywhere he saw.

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

But he found that it was better not to see a living person.

It was next to a small forest. Two ragged people sat slumped, as if waiting to die.

If it weren't for Number Five coming and the two people's heads moving, Number Five would have thought they were dead.

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

Unexpectedly, the two people didn't say anything, just stared at him straight, with deep eye sockets that were extremely creepy, and their eyes were something Number Five had never seen in his life.

Number Five had killed people before, so he was not afraid of these two skinny natives. He just wanted to get to the big city quickly.

However, after seeing this look, his heart skipped a beat. He thought that when he killed someone, the look in the dying man's eyes was terrifying enough, but he didn't expect that when he came here and saw two people at random, the look was so frightening.

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

Then the two people got up without saying a word, and Number 5 turned around and ran.

Just after running two steps, a stone hit his head from behind. He staggered twice, and a rage rose up: "Ni Ma, why am I running? I can't kill you two?"

He leaned over to pick up the stone, stared and roared, and was about to throw it.

Who knew that as soon as he turned around, his eyes went black, and the two people pounced on him like mad dogs, and opened their mouths to bite.

"Fuck!" Number 5 screamed, knocked one down with the stone, but was bitten in the neck by the other.

Mo Qiong's mind was broadcasting the picture, and Gou Ye said directly: He was dead the moment he turned around.

As expected, No. 5 was bitten to death by two hungry people just 17 minutes after crossing.

As a modern man, although he was much stronger than the two hungry people, he just couldn't win.

The hungry people drank a few mouthfuls of hot blood, recovered some energy and gave up eating alive. The two of them worked together to drag the body back to the grove, dig the soil and pick up firewood, and made smoked meat.

It can be seen that they are completely rational.

Mo Qiong sighed and connected to No. 4 again.

"What? Dead?" Mo Qiong found through the camera that No. 4's body was hanging on the city wall, and the mobile phone was in the hands of a strange scholar, who was fiddling with it.

Mo Qiong quickly called up the video, and then he knew that No. 4 was actually asking for death.

This guy was actually very lucky. He chose the Ming Dynasty, did not encounter famine, and started in a city in the north.

Listening to No. 4 muttering, he had a big gold tooth in his mouth, thinking about exchanging some capital after entering the city, and boasted that with his knowledge, he would have no problem living as a small landlord.

Unexpectedly, he was disappointed as soon as he entered the city, because he couldn't understand what these ancient people were saying.

"Damn, didn't the Ming Dynasty speak Yanjing dialect? Why can't I understand?"

He talked to someone for a few words, but it was irrelevant.

That would have been fine, but he was so stubborn that he took the initiative to leave the main road and hide in the corner of the street.

Number 4 wanted to secretly pry off his gold teeth, thinking that gold was hard currency after all.

But he didn't expect that while he was prying, a group of people followed him into the alley, blocked him, and wanted to rob him directly.

Number 4 naturally wanted to resist. He claimed to be very good at fighting, and a few free fighting skills made this group of people want to retreat. As a result, when he saw that this group of people wanted to retreat, he was so excited that he felt that his wig was in the way, so he took it off and revealed his bald head.

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

Unexpectedly, the group of people were shocked and angry when they saw this, their eyes turned red, they shouted a few times, and then they pulled out their knives without any hesitation and hacked him to death.

Number 4 didn't know why until he died, because he really couldn't understand what these people were saying.

Mo Qiong understood it, this group of people were military households, very poor, and seeing that he couldn't speak, they just thought he was from the south. They wanted to bully outsiders and rob some money, but they wanted to let him go when they saw that he was good at fighting.

As a result, he showed his bald head, and the group of people called him a barbarian spy and wanted to kill him.

This is a border town, killing him can not only avenge their hatred, but also exchange his head for money to supplement the family income.

"He is the luckiest, he killed himself." Gou Ye laughed.

Mo Qiong shook his head and looked at number 3 again. This guy was in Byzantium, the Russian.

At that time, the Ottomans besieged Constantinople... and he had already fallen into the hands of pagans... He was abducted as a slave and was carrying supplies.

Look at number two again. This guy is smart. He chose Hijima Toki. It doesn't matter that he doesn't speak the language. With his two-meter height and carrying a big stone, he pretended to be a ghost and fooled the locals.

It seems that the locals thought he was a mountain spirit. Even if he didn't say a word, but just hummed and hawed, the locals were extremely awed by him.

After all, it was a place where vicious mountain bandits were regarded as evil spirits. Number two was tall and strong, and he didn't look like a "normal person".

Finally, Mo Qiong's mind contacted Jiangcheng, who was thrown into the Yashan Sea Battle a month before.

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p.s: Sorry for Taiyi's evolution after joining the company, sorry for the D-level personnel. I have something to do today, so I specially coded it in advance. Sorry.