Volume 1 Western Cowboy Chapter 001: Got Stunned
Alex Diaz sat in his car, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, still in shock.
It was originally a quiet morning. He was drinking coffee while driving, preparing to go to the small restaurant he opened to start .
This ordinary day seemed no different from any other.
But while driving, Diaz accidentally spilled scalding coffee on his thigh.
The middle-aged man in his 40s immediately picked up the paper and began to wipe the hot liquid on his pants as if by reflex, and was distracted for a moment.
And then, this all happened.
"boom!"
When Diaz heard the noise, he braked suddenly and raised his head again, a man had fallen on the zebra crossing in front of his car.
Seeing the man fall to the ground and unresponsive, old Diaz was terrified.
He knew that from this moment on, his ordinary day was gone.
He was in trouble, big trouble!
After coming to his senses, Diaz hurriedly got out of the car and prepared to go forward to check on the fallen man.
Diaz has been honest all his life and has never done anything out of line. In the eyes of his neighbors, he is also a responsible husband and father.
Hit and run? That's not something he would do.
Besides, in this small town with a small population, in this era when the streets are full of surveillance cameras, it is simply a fantasy to want to escape responsibility.
"Sir, how are you?" Diaz shouted as he carefully approached the man on the ground.
But after shouting, the man lying on the ground still did not respond. And judging from the amount of bleeding on his head, the situation was not optimistic.
Just as Diaz was about to move closer, the man on the ground, who was originally unresponsive and had blood all over his face, suddenly sat up.
"Oh, Fuck!"
Diaz screamed and took a step back. He was really scared. At this moment, he felt his pants seemed to be soaked by warm liquid again.
It was only now that Diaz saw the appearance of the fallen man, or to be exact, the boy.
Although he was very tall, the guy lying on the ground had a very young face and looked to be only about twenty years old.
The most unique thing was that the boy he knocked down had an Asian face.
Before Diaz could calm down, the boy suddenly sat up and started swearing.
The boy seemed very angry, but Diaz could not understand a word he said, because he was not yelling in English, but in a language that Diaz was not familiar with.
"Fuck, don't you know to give way to pedestrians? Didn't you see the traffic light was red? Why did you suddenly speed up at the zebra crossing..."
Halfway through his scolding, the boy suddenly froze for some reason and the scolding stopped abruptly.
He looked around in astonishment, and the expression on his face gradually changed from anger to surprise.
The boy remembered that he seemed to have been hit by a car, but the accident did not happen in this completely unfamiliar place.
"What... is going on?" the boy muttered to himself.
His name is Wayne, an ordinary man who just graduated from college. He lives a 996 life, commuting from the company to his rental house every day, and he doesn’t even have time to set up a stall.
Wayne's life is very ordinary. He is not rich, has no girlfriend and no wealthy father, but at least he can barely survive.
One day, while crossing the road on his way home from work, he was hit by a speeding car that ran a red light.
Wayne fainted at that moment, and now when he woke up, everything around him had changed.
There were no familiar blue license plates, no familiar streets, and no familiar barbecue stall on the corner.
Instead, there was a completely unfamiliar environment, an old pickup truck and a bearded man with wet pants that smelled strange... a foreigner?
Wait, was I hit and sent abroad?
Just then, Wayne felt a sharp pain in his head.
A series of memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind like a flood.
Before Wayne could carefully "digest" these memories, Diaz leaned over again.
"You're awake, kid! Let me take you to the hospital!"
"Uh..." Wayne looked at the bearded foreigner in front of him in confusion. He didn't understand what was going on.
The other party spoke English, but Wayne could understand every word he said.
Although Wayne's English grades were quite good when he took the college entrance examination, after four years of "hard study" in college, he had already returned all that knowledge to his teacher.
Could it be caused by the memories that just flooded into my head?
"Let's go, your head is bleeding a lot. Don't worry, I will call the police when we get to the hospital. Right now, your life safety is the most important, kid."
Seeing Wayne sitting on the ground in a daze, Diaz took the initiative to help him up. He thought the kid was frightened.
After Wayne stood up, Diaz found that he had to hold his head high to talk to Wayne.
"This... is so short..." Wayne curled his lips as he looked at the foreigner in front of him.
How come this thing only reaches my chest? Aren’t Europeans and Americans said to be tall and strong?
Wayne, whose height has been fixed at 1.73 meters since his sophomore year in high school, rarely feels "superior" in his daily life.
Could it be that this foreigner is not even 1.6 meters tall?
But soon Wayne discovered that not only was the bearded foreigner in front of him short, but other things around him, such as trash cans, street lights, etc., seemed to have become a lot shorter.
Wayne was so confused that he didn't even know how he got on the car. He just felt very uncomfortable in the car, as if he was squeezed in a small tricycle.
Why do things here seem to be scaled down? Even the cars have become much smaller.
And... wait... why did Wayne vaguely feel that there was a smell of urine in the car?
The bearded man's pants were wet just now, could it be that...
"I'm sorry, kid. I admit that I was distracted while driving just now. But don't worry, I will never escape my responsibilities." Diaz almost cried as he spoke.
Damn it, emergency room costs in America are no joke.
It’s really hard to be an honest person.
"Take responsibility..." Wayne's head began to hurt again. What on earth was going on? He remembered that he was hit at the intersection outside the community.
"You are so tall, over 2 meters, right? Are you a basketball player?" Seeing Wayne's reaction, Diaz immediately started a new topic.
Diaz was not actually in the mood to chat with Wayne. He was just worried that Wayne would faint again, so he kept talking to him to help him stay awake.
"Basketball player?" Wayne continued to mutter to himself.
The word "basketball player" was like a switch, making the muddy memories that had just been poured into his mind gradually become clear.
In this new memory, he is still called Wayne, but he is no longer an ordinary college graduate, but a sophomore NCAA player.
Wayne's father used to be a professional basketball player. In the 1990s, at the end of his career, he briefly played in the A-League, which was not called CBA at the time.
Of course, Wayne's father was not famous and never played for the national team.
Moreover, the salary of athletes in that era was similar to that of ordinary workers, so Wayne's family was not rich, but rather ordinary.
Wayne has loved basketball since he was a child, and because he inherited his father's genes, he is taller than ordinary children.
This explains why the things around him have become shorter. In fact, it is not those things that have become shorter, but Wayne has become taller than before!
After graduating from high school, for various reasons, Wayne was sent to study in the United States, where he completed his studies while playing basketball.
Finally, the four numbers 2003 appeared in Wayne's mind.
Well, this is the year now…
As the memory gradually became clear, Wayne's mouth opened little by little.
I have traveled through time! ?
Wayne has always been a fan of online literature and has fantasized about time travel many times.
But now that I have actually encountered it, it is difficult to accept it for a while.
After all... he instantly aged more than ten years, from a post-90s generation to a post-80s generation.
Moreover, the game "Cyberpunk 2077" that Wayne has been waiting for has been postponed several times and is about to be released in more than two months.
Now, we have to wait another 17 years!
Oh my god, this is so magical!
2020 is indeed a magical year.
Wayne used to say that it would be great if he could reload the game in 2020 and start over again like playing a game. Unexpectedly, he actually got such an opportunity.
But... this game was restarted too early...
In this age without smartphones and developed internet, isn't life plain and boring?
"Wait..." After sorting out his new memories, Wayne couldn't help but look at his hands.
In other words, I am a basketball player now?
Even though he's just an NCAA player, but... does this mean that he has a chance to become a basketball star, make it to the NBA, make a lot of money, and marry a beautiful, rich lady?
In his previous life, Wayne was a huge basketball fan. As a fan, who hasn’t dreamed of becoming an NBA superstar?
Whether in the past or now, being a basketball star has always been Wayne's ultimate dream.
Well, for Wayne, who was mediocre in his previous life and couldn't even make the high school team, this is more of a fantasy than a dream.
But according to Wayne's new memories, although he is playing in the NCAA now, he doesn't seem to be doing very well...
The reality is so cruel. As a veteran football fan in his previous life, Wayne knew that no Chinese player had successfully entered the NBA stage through the NCAA.
There are only a few Chinese players who can play in the NBA. How could such a good thing happen to me?
It seems like the dream has been shattered before it even began.
Things like the protagonist in the novel "Reverse Growth Superstar" inexplicably gaining Grant Hill's abilities are indeed plots that only appear in novels.
"Ouch, my head hurts..." Wayne's head started to hurt again. Not sure if it was because of the memories of two people flooded into his head or because he was hit by a car just now, but his head started to hurt again.
He couldn't help but close his eyes, and slowly opened them again after the pain subsided.
But when Wayne opened his eyes again, he was stunned by what he saw.
The words "System activated" appeared in front of Wayne!
"This... the time travel benefit has arrived!?"
Wayne was just about to take a closer look at the interface in front of him, but the words were wiped out by Diaz's sudden brakes.
"We're at the hospital, kid," Diaz turned his head and shouted.
"QTMD!" Wayne couldn't help but curse in Chinese. If his cheat was destroyed by this old man, he promised that he would fight to the death with the bearded man.
"Tomatoes?" Diaz looked at Wayne, who was startled, in confusion and scratched his head.
This child, I'm afraid he was hit and became stupid?
