"Hello, I'm Xiaomei, you can call me Meimei." A sweet voice that felt both familiar and unfamiliar continued to sound like the sound of nature.

"Who are you and where are you?" Feng Quan circled around the place many times and looked around cautiously, but found nothing.

"Haha, stop looking, you can't find me. Hee hee. I'm in your backpack." The sweet voice continued to hit Feng Quan's ears.

"My backpack was destroyed by lightning a long time ago and turned into rags. Where is the backpack left?"

"Haha, of course you can't see your backpack, but you can try touching your back to see if it's there."

"Hmph! I don't care if you are a human or a ghost, just touch and touch. I don't believe you can find the backpack." Feng Quan habitually put his hands on his shoulders, as if he had been struck by lightning or was struck by the legendary ghost again.

It was as motionless as a martial arts master tapping acupuncture points. I have been in a daze since I woke up from the lightning strike this morning. Really, no matter how strong a person is, if he racks his brains to think about things, he will be really tired.

The first time Feng Quan had this experience was when he graduated from college. Because he graduated a year late, the school no longer assigned jobs as before. He applied for several jobs but failed. Because he studied in a normal school, the Education Bureau in his hometown could

Assigned work, but unfortunately it was a temporary substitute teacher. I did it accordingly

My father, who has been a private teacher all his life and only became a regular public teacher in his 50s, said that some substitute teachers can be paid as high as 150, and some as low as 80. The salary is determined by the school where they work, and some schools even claim that other schools have one

They refuse to accept college students, and they don’t accept them either. Temporary

The status of substitute teachers is still very low, and there is little hope of becoming a full-time teacher. They are almost rare. But his father still insists that Feng Quan go to teach in that very remote school. The reason is natural. Apart from being in better health, Feng Quan is a standard nerd who knows nothing.

I can't do anything else. Those days are

During the darkest period of Feng Quan's life, he decided not to become a substitute teacher. The status of substitute teachers is not as good as that of former private teachers. Private teachers still have hope of becoming regular teachers. Becoming a regular teacher is too luxurious for substitute teachers. He thinks about it every day.

What do you want to do in the future and what kind of business do you engage in?

I was really tired from my studies. I felt tired even lying in bed, let alone walking. The black hair I was proud of before also turned a little white. In the end, I had to take it out and go back to the university, rent a house near the university, and hire whatever I wanted.

It was a job. It was an excuse to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination while working, so I went back to school again.

.Actually, it was summer vacation at that time. Feng Quan printed some advertisements and unexpectedly found several tutors. He would get his salary every few days, and he couldn't help grinning every time. It was so easy to make money.

?. In the past, I could only look at kebabs. I ate them almost every day. I didn’t expect that after

After a period of time, I started to develop several big lumps in my mouth, and I couldn’t stand the stimulation of seasonings. I felt that living like this was not bad, eating, shopping, and becoming a standard moonlighting family. Unexpectedly, after the summer vacation, parents all said that they would study again next summer.

They also said that they hope that Teacher Feng will teach their students next year. Feng Quan

My heart gradually became cold. It seems that if I want to succeed in this business, I can only rent a house by myself and let students come to study at my own home. Only when the scale is large can I make money. Living standards are declining day by day. In the end, I can only rely on

I ate steamed buns and pickles to satisfy my hunger. I was reluctant to eat the pickles, and I also wanted to report that my family was safe.

It was said that he was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination, but Feng Quan had a keen premonition that if he stopped for a few years, it would no longer be popular for graduate students to find jobs. It was not easy to be a tutor. What should he do? Feng Quan was thinking about it day and night. He also considered textbooks

After selling the scraps, he immediately spent all the money. I overheard a neighbor talking about working in a restaurant to take care of food. Feng Quan had to find a barbecue restaurant.

Working as a handyman in a hotel, Youdao is easy to talk to, but difficult to deal with. The boss is very nice, but the kebab relative has a bad temper. Faced with hunger, Feng Quan endured it, and at the same time he also learned the full set of techniques for the mutton kebab test. Before the summer vacation of the second year

I quit my job and once again prepared to start a tutoring class. After almost all the savings I had saved for more than half a year of working, I failed again.

The world is so big, is there no place for me, Feng Quan, to live in? Feng Quan chose to ride a bicycle to Shanghai, the city in his mind, to relax. After being penniless again, he joined a larger hotel. With hotel work experience,

Feng Quan chose to work as a dishwasher with low wages but almost no interaction with guests or chefs.

After several failed tutoring classes, and the second time he lost his wallet when he was out for fun, he had to work as a quarry in a deserted mountain for 3 months. Feng Quan changed and no longer looked like him.

The college student who had just left school was very thin and dark. After several years of beatings, he had developed a big heart, almost to the point where he could not be frightened by the sky.

But now Feng Quan was in a rare shock. He actually touched a backpack, but it felt very light when he held it, as if there was nothing inside.

"Congratulations, master, for officially accepting our mission. You can open your backpack and see the rewards given to you by the system."

Feng Quan took off his backpack. The backpack was dark green and looked very similar to Feng Quan's original backpack. When he opened it, he saw a box gun. The box gun is also called a shell gun, and its official name is a Mauser military pistol. The gun length is (8

mm, diameter 7.63 mm, weight 1.24 kg,

It is fed from a round magazine and has a bullet muzzle velocity of 425 meters per second. The shooting mode is single shot and continuous shot. The shooting speed is 900 rounds per minute. The effective range is 50-150 meters. The pistol has the advantages of high power, reliable action, and convenient burst shooting.

Of course, there are also shortcomings. The muzzle of the gun is easy to jump up when firing continuously. But the smart Chinese found ways to overcome this shortcoming. The gunman's right hand

Hold the shell gun, set the gun to the rapid-fire position, raise the gun with the palm of your hand upward, reach to the left front, and pull the trigger. The upward jumping effect of the muzzle will cause the shell gun to fire from the left front to the right front of the gunner; when you raise the gun with the palm of your hand downward,

Shoot from the right front to the left front; it's exactly the opposite when holding the gun with the left hand - this is really a magic touch that turns stone into gold and turns decay into magic! The box cannon is full of

Fire the bullet, and there are two magazines lying on top of the box gun.

Feng Quan's eyes left the box of cannons and saw two small yellow croakers and dozens of Yuan Datou beside them. Feng Quan grinned when he got rich, but he immediately heard the protest from his stomach. He hadn't eaten since morning.

"No, I have to ask what's going on and why is there still a mission?"

"Didn't you just say that you were in my backpack? Why didn't I find it? Did you give it to me? You wouldn't give it to me for nothing. Who are you and what do you want me to do?" At this point,

Feng Quan pushed his backpack aside. When he first graduated, Feng Quan suffered some bad luck and was deceived into working in a pyramid scheme for several months.

"Let me explain to you. Some professors and students at the National University of Defense Technology were touched by the massacre of China by the Japanese during the War of Resistance. With the tacit approval of their superiors, they secretly designed this system and the time-space converter. I hope volunteers can use it

The time-space converter entered the Second World War, and with the help of the system, it defeated Japan and avenged its national humiliation.

The design will be successful soon, and we are also actively looking for volunteers. Last night's lightning hit one end of the machine, and the other end hit you. You are lucky to be volunteered. Haha."
Chapter completed!