For a planet or civilization, a century of time is just a short moment, but at some special moments, 100 years of time may also trigger a drastic change like a world of change, such as the past century.

In the past 100 years, the "Jianmu" in the Eastern mythology and the "Olympus" in the Western mythology broke out and soared into the sky, inserting into a mysterious plane that was not in the same macro universe as the Blue Star, connecting the two planes, causing countless virtual worlds to appear in turn, and the ancient mythology era to come again.

Then, the alien higher life in this universe detected the Blue Star civilization and accepted it into the big family of the universe civilization, which made this backward planet, which was originally in the early stages of the electrical age, suddenly undergo earth-shaking changes.

From "technology civilization" to the so-called "mythical, mixed science and technology civilization", it has become the fifth-order member of the seventh-level civilization classification of the "Galaxy Alliance".

A new era has begun.

In the 39995th year of the Galaxy Calendar, the Blue Star Gregorian calendar in 2018, a small town called Jingnan County, Qilu Province, the hinterland of China in Asia.

It was midsummer and the weather was hot. Although it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, the outdoor temperature was still above 30℃.

The first floor of the surgical building of the "Jingnan First People's Hospital" built in the center of the county town, the central air conditioner with cold air emitting from the ceiling was blowing vigorously.

In the corridor, doctors and nurses in white coats were shuttled back and forth, and patients with a depressed face. Among the family members, a thirteen or four-year-old, neither tall nor short, neither handsome nor ugly, with a slightly larger head, but a little thin. He looked like a teenager who looked like bean sprouts, sat on a plastic chair outside the hospital department where people were waiting for treatment, and looked paralyzed and never moved again.

The one who walked with him was a boy of similar age and a shrewd look. Seeing his best friend's attitude again, he whispered dissatisfied: "Zhang Chujiu, you guy is pretending to be dead and acting like a slut.

Isn’t it just that you can help pick up a few bottles of medicine, you will be exhausted.”

"It's not tired to be tired, but it's just too damaged." Zhang Chujiu said weakly, "You guy picked up some bottles from the trash can and poured water as a gift for glucose. I will be punished sooner or later, and I won't suffer any disaster."

As the mythical age recovers, the Blue Star religious power suddenly becomes swelling. Now when talking about the gods in the sky, no matter whether they are superstitious or not, they are a little scared.

But the smart boy seemed to careless and said with a big mouth: "There are so many things in the sky, who can repay me if you have time?

Besides, I drink pure water directly, which is sterile and non-toxic, and it has a little less sugar than glucose water, which is harmless to patients."

Zhang Chujiu waved his hand impatiently and said, "Okay, okay, Wang Tianyu, you can do it."

On such a hot day, I finally got on the air conditioner and I won’t talk nonsense to you.

You should hurry up and pick up medical garbage and cheat people, otherwise you will have to happen if your mother is on duty later and you will catch you.

It really responded to the retribution.”

When Wang Tianyu heard this, he pointed at his best friend's forehead in anger and said angrily: "Okay, Zhang Chujiu, you rely on being by your grandfather, no one cares or asks, and your family also opens temples, making a lot of money and pocket money. I just criticize us poor children who rely on their brains to make a living.

OK, OK, OK, you OK, when the retribution really comes, I will drag you to the bad luck." He rushed over and secretly went through the trash can placed at the door of the hospital department, picked out some bottles from time to time, and put them in his schoolbag.

Just then, a group of young people with naked arms, dragon-embroidered phoenix tattoos on their bodies, and evil-looking faces rushed into the hospital noisily.

The leading couple had blood on their faces, but they didn't wipe them. They shouted anxiously, "Doctor, where is the doctor, come and save people..."

When the family of ordinary patients saw this situation, they had already been hiding as far as possible. The guards in the hall were responsibilities and rushed forward, "Don't make a noise, don't make a noise."

If you have injuries, see a doctor, and look for a doctor, go to the right to the emergency room..."

Before he finished speaking, the group of vicious young men, a young man who was supported by someone, smiled and said, "The hospital is a place to save lives and heal the wounded. Don't make arguing or be nervous.

I just have a little weak legs and want to shit in my stomach. There is nothing wrong with it."

Hearing this, the bad young people around him burst into laughter, and someone shouted, "It's still a big bull. I've fucked more than a dozen people and got dozens of iron sticks but didn't fall down, but I just wanted to soak my shit."

"After this battle, our 'Red Shirt Club' has become famous. From now on, we will follow the boss and drink spicy food, so it will be worthy of the brothers' fights."

"Hurry the boss to the emergency room, bandage, bandage, and finish the shit, let's go and have a meal."... I turned into the emergency room like a lively market.

When others saw this strange scene of seeing a doctor, they naturally looked sideways and talked secretly. However, Zhang Chujiu's eyes lit up and shouted at Wang Tianyu, "I forgot that I have to look at the shop for the old man today, so I'll leave first." Sa Yazi ran out of the surgical building.

After leaving the hospital, he turned into an auxiliary street built close to the internal medicine ward building and came to an old door in the middle of the street.

The storefront is in a gorgeous style. Walking on the eaves, there is a wooden plaque hanging above the gate, with three big words "Zongheguan" written on it, but there are bill signs with "Zhang Family Funeral Affairs" and "Reciting scriptures, Rest, and Packing". The temple is not a temple, and shops are not shops.

The front room after entering the door is not large in size, and is rectangular. Directly opposite is a Taoist niche, which houses a statue of Taishang Laojun made of clay, which has been mottled by incense.

Behind the Taoist niche is two glass counters, with several wreaths, ingots, candles, shrouds, and urn style albums. Behind are stacked wreaths and elegy couplets.

The biggest advantage of this kind of shop that is stolen by the ancestral temple and selling funeral supplies is that no one comes to steal it. Zhang Chujiu came in and saw that no one was guarding the front cabinet. He was not surprised. He walked directly through the front hall and walked into the backyard, shouting: "Grandpa, is grandpa at home? I'm having a good thing."

After shouting a few times, an old man with old spots on his face and a bitter face in the side room in the backyard walked out. It was Zhang Chujiu's grandfather Zhang Xiangang.

He asked with a cough, "You usually have fun as soon as you have a holiday. Why did you come back so early today? What good things have you encountered?"

"Grandpa, I just used the air conditioner in the hospital," Zhang Chujiu said with a smile: "I met a group of brothers on the road who had just finished a fight and came to the emergency room.

The boss of the group got dozens of sticks, and there was no drop of blood on his body. He just felt weak legs and had a stomachache. He wanted to poop. It was probably because of internal organs ruptured, and internal bleeding filled the abdominal cavity and causing a false sense of fullness.

Such serious internal injuries are deadly under the medical level of our small county. They will have to be sent tonight as early as tomorrow morning.
Chapter completed!