Chapter 229 Extra: Parallel Universe (1)
This is a small episode that happened on the journey to the planet Piqiu.
According to the rules of the Merit Book, using the penalty points or the good deeds points can open the lottery function, and the prizes are random. However, Rong Yuan used to be very nervous about merit, and he was not interested in the lottery system that relied on luck, so he never used it. But the star journey is long, and looking at the dark space and stars outside all day has become boring. Rong Yuan was so bored that he remembered the lottery wheel and drew it casually.
A white light emanated from the pages of the Merit Book, suddenly enveloping him. Rong Yuan's eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.
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"Rong Yuan! Rong Yuan! Wake up! Old Man Zhang is calling you!"
In a daze, a voice buzzed in his ear like a fly, and someone pushed his arm hard. Rong Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, and the fierce look in his eyes frightened the people around him so much that they froze and almost forgot what they were going to say.
The boy who appeared in the field of vision was an ordinary-looking boy, with small eyes, a flat nose, a few pimples on his face, messy hair, and a bit of puffiness. The only advantage was that his eyes were relatively clear, and the worry and anxiety in them were genuine.
——Who is this person?
Rong Yuan found himself lying on a low wooden table. He sat up slowly while thinking about this question. The boy with small eyes was anxiously winking at him, eager to express something. At this moment, Rong Yuan heard someone calling his name.
"Let Rong Yuan answer this question for us!" His tone was very bad.
He turned around and found himself sitting in a wide lecture hall. Almost all the tables were full of people, and about half of them were looking at him. In front of the classroom stood a gray-haired old man, looking at him angrily, probably because he had just fallen asleep .
University classroom, professor, answering questions during class.
The sudden change of environment made him feel as if he was in a dream, and Rong Yuan's reaction seemed a little slow. He looked around, ignoring those worried, gloating, or indifferent eyes, and glanced at the problem on the projection screen in front of the blackboard. It was a real variable function problem. Although he didn't understand what was going on at this time, this level of problem was not difficult for him.
Rong Yuan stood up, pulled out his stool, walked to the desk in front and picked up a piece of chalk. Under the professor's suspicious gaze, he spent three to five minutes writing the solution on the blackboard.
“Tattattatt…”
The sound of chalk hitting the blackboard was like raindrops falling to the ground, with a wonderful rhythm. The classroom, which was originally a little noisy because of the students' constant small movements, gradually became quiet. Even some people who were distracted or secretly playing with their mobile phones couldn't help but look up at the blackboard. Although 80% of the students couldn't understand what he wrote, it didn't prevent them from gradually opening their mouths and showing expressions of awe.
After finishing, Rong Yuan dropped the chalk and returned to his previous seat. The class looked around with him, then all looked at the professor, waiting silently.
The professor looked at the blackboard and was obviously surprised. After a long while, he said, "Uh, very good, very good... The answer is completely correct." He moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said two words: "Very good." He paused for a while and said, "Even if some students have already learned it, they still have to listen carefully in class. Okay, now let's take a look at the solution to this problem..."
"You're great." As soon as Rong Yuan sat down, the boy with small eyes next to him winked at him and said with great pride.
Rong Yuan glanced at him, said nothing, and flipped through the things on the table: a black gel pen, no eraser, ruler, etc. The book was almost the same as a new one, not even the name was written on it. The notebook was mostly empty, with only a few pages of intermittent and unrelated words. If it were someone else, they would probably think that he had just written something random during class, but Rong Yuan knew that he had only written down the key points or some hints that he thought needed to be written down, and the specific content was probably in his mind.
The handwriting on the notebook is very similar to his, but it is sharper and more pointed than his own. The strokes are heavy, giving a sense of sharpness that hits you in the face.
He thought silently - the person who wrote this word is full of edges and thorns and is not easy to get along with.
He rummaged through the schoolbag in the desk again, and when he pushed it down, he felt it was empty, as if there was nothing inside. But after opening it, he was unexpectedly met with a pair of round, dark eyes.
Even though Rong Yuan was about to break into outer space, this scene still made him freeze for a moment. Then Rong Yuan stretched out his hand, moved his lips slightly and silently said "invisible headphones", and the pea hiding in the schoolbag turned into an invisible headset according to his wishes and fell into his palm.
Rong Yuan put on his headphones, put his hands in front of his mouth, looked straight at the blackboard, and seemed to be listening to the class seriously. He asked softly, "Wa Dou, what's going on?"
Wandou said softly, "Lottery system, you have won a parallel universe experience ball, and you are now in the body of Rong Yuan in the parallel universe."
"Can I go back?" Rong Yuan asked.
"The experience ball has a very short validity period, and you can go back when the time is up," said Pea.
Since the time is short, Rong Yuan is no longer worried and focuses on this journey to the parallel universe.
To be honest, he had thought about what his life would be like if he hadn't obtained the Merit Book. But he only thought about it and never considered it seriously, because it was meaningless to assume that something that had already happened did not exist. Now that he could see this possibility with his own eyes, he felt very wonderful and no longer had no interest in the lottery system.
The class was over quickly. The content was simple and boring, but the fact of traveling through parallel universes was extremely interesting. Moreover, this was his first time sitting in a university classroom, so Rong Yuan still listened to the class carefully with great interest.
"Alas, I know every word, but I can't understand them all together." The professor had already left. The boy with small eyes beside him sighed as he packed his bag, saying, "Rongyuan, can you lend me your homework tonight so I can copy it?"
His tone was familiar, and it was obvious that he often made such requests. Rong Yuan had no intention of breaking "his" previous habits, and casually responded, "Yeah, okay." He glanced at the boy's book and saw the words "Deng Shiquan" written on the cover.
This boy named Deng Shiquan seemed to have a good relationship with "Rongyuan". He put on his schoolbag and walked naturally beside Rongyuan, saying: "Luckily you are here, otherwise I would not be able to pass this class. What are we going to eat in the cafeteria for lunch today? I am starving."
Rong Yuan ignored him. Deng Shiquan seemed to be used to his coldness and read out most of the cafeteria's menu by himself. During this time, several people greeted him, but almost no one spoke to Rong Yuan.
It was lunchtime, and most students were going to eat. Rong Yuan didn't need Deng Shiquan to lead the way, and he found the cafeteria smoothly. The voices of hundreds of people talking together were very noisy even if they lowered their voices. The smells of various foods mixed together. Although this body didn't have the same sensitive five senses as him, Rong Yuan still frowned uncomfortably. He Rong Yuan hadn't been in such a chaotic environment for a long time, and for a moment he wanted to turn around and leave.
But Deng Shiquan had already pulled his arm, and they moved through the crowd as flexibly as fish in water, and the two of them lined up directly behind a line waiting for food. Before coming, this person had thought about what to eat for a long time, but now there was obviously not much room for choice, so they just chose the shortest line.
It was the shortest, but there were still at least seven or eight people waiting for the window. When it was their turn, Rong Yuan finally understood why there were so few people here - this window only sold noodles, steamed buns, steamed corn bread, egg pancakes, and chopped green onion pancakes. There were no stuffed buns or dumplings, but there were two bowls filled with shredded radish and salted cowpea.
Deng Shiquan, who was in front of him, ordered two steamed buns and a portion of salted cowpea. When he took the plate, he looked at the golden scallion pancake with drooling mouthfuls. Rong Yuan suddenly realized something and ordered a steamed bun and a portion of shredded radish. Sure enough, Deng Shiquan didn't look strange. He checked the balance when he swiped the card.
53.31.
He didn't care about his appearance, so he was always focusing on his surroundings and hadn't taken a close look at his clothes. Now, he looked carefully and saw that although his clothes were clean, they were obviously cheap street goods and had been washed many times. His hands also had the roughness that only people who work often would have.
This "Rong Yuan" probably has very poor living conditions.
He didn't have a "Book of Merits", so he probably regarded the house left by his uncle as an important guarantee for his future life, so he would not sell the house like himself. In order to rely on the inheritance to finish college, he would have to be thrifty and might have to work part-time. Judging from the notebook and Deng Shiquan's attitude, the IQ of this parallel universe self is not low, but judging from the professor's attitude and the surprised expression of the students after he solved the problem, he usually hides his incompetence.
Rong Yuan didn't feel sympathy or sadness for his other self. He didn't have such emotions towards others, let alone "himself". He was just a little excited, like playing a puzzle game where he kept solving clues.
This is where things get even more interesting.
Finding an empty seat in the crowded cafeteria was another difficult process, but Deng Shiquan was obviously an expert at this. Under his guidance, Rong Yuan successfully found a seat and sat down. However, there were still some garbage such as tissues and bones left by the students who had just left. The cleaning lady in the cafeteria had not had time to clean them up. Rong Yuan frowned in disdain and leaned back. Deng Shiquan didn't care. He pushed those things aside with his own plate, gave Rong Yuan a pair of chopsticks he had just received, and started eating with big mouthfuls.
Rong Yuan looked at the greasy marks on the table, the slightly damp chopsticks, and the water marks on the plate. He completely lost his appetite, pushed the plate away, and said, "I have no appetite today. You can eat these too."
As a habit, he spoke with a tone of giving orders. Deng Shiquan didn't hear it at all, and asked casually: "Really? Aren't you hungry?" He had already reached out with his chopsticks to pick up a piece of shredded radish.
This action made Rong Yuan believe that the boy in front of him was just a social relationship that "he" needed to maintain, and he was not a real friend. Now they seemed inseparable, but they would probably go their separate ways immediately after graduation.
In fact, the person on the other side may not necessarily regard "Rongyuan" as an important friend. He may just be regarded as a familiar classmate with whom he can copy homework, talk, eat and play ball together. This kind of relationship is probably caused by the fact that both parties do not want to be alone and appear too lonely. It is a more utilitarian need, and the emotional factor is very small.
But this is not Deng Shiquan's fault. Rong Yuan is very self-aware and knows how difficult his personality is to get along with. He is not the kind of person who can easily have a close friend.
He sat upright on a low round plastic stool, trying to ensure that no part of his body would touch the table that looked completely un-clean, and waited for Deng Shiquan to finish eating. Deng Shiquan was also very tactful, and took the initiative to clean up the dishes. Rong Yuan's act of letting him eat made him unconsciously feel a bit grateful and flattering when he spoke. He was also a poor student, and he probably never had enough to eat, so his reaction was so obvious now.
When the two of them stood up and left through the narrow aisle between the dining tables, there was a sudden commotion in a corner of the cafeteria. Many people looked in the same direction, and some girls were screaming and giggling for unknown reasons.
Rong Yuan also looked over casually, and then his feet stopped.
The handsome young man seemed to be covered in light, and his every move was filled with indescribable elegance, a gesture that Rong Yuan was completely unfamiliar with. There were two other boys beside him who seemed like spotlights, one with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and the other with handsome peach blossom eyes. As soon as the three boys who seemed to have just walked out of an idol drama came in, they grabbed the attention of most of the girls in the cafeteria.
The one walking in front is Jin Yang.
