Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 15, Magic Ads

Zhang Baoren checked the bathroom carefully. The label on the toilet seat said "Made by Brahma, India" in simplified Chinese, and the brand of toothpaste in the toothbrush bowl was "Negro"...

From these small details, it can be seen that there is indeed no departure from the real world.

Feeling a little relieved, he turned his attention to the huge half-length mirror on the marble washstand in front of him.

"It's been about two minutes since I entered the bathroom, just wait a minute."

Zhang Baoren counted silently in his heart, about 20 counts, and then he heard the melodious sound resounding from the mirror, and at the same time, pure or charming women appeared on the mirror dancing to the music.

Dancing, music, and dressing are all done to the extreme without breaking the law, stirring people's heartstrings every moment.

After finishing the song, the girl group panted slightly and looked at the people outside the country ambiguously.

The powerful male voice-over sounded, "Do you know that Hehuanzong, Fencingmen, Huanxi Temple and other research institutes have joined forces with 120 hospitals, after hundreds of years of technology accumulation, and with millions of clinical experiences, they have designed dozens of root medicines? .”

The girl groups said softly, "Go and meet the person you love." Then they neatly crossed their right legs forward, with one hand on their hips and one hand holding up a series of phone numbers, 12345...

This mirror that plays the ad is featured at this time.

The mirror is not ordinary glass, but a high-pixel, ultra-thin and waterproof electronic screen.

The purpose of its development is to take a 360-degree view of people without dead angles, so that they can be dressed more decently without any looseness. It was really good at the beginning.

But when everyone put on a new "mirror", the merchant suddenly said that the R&D and manufacturing costs were too high, and advertising needed to pay back in order not to go bankrupt.

When you stand in front of the mirror and look at the mirror for 3 minutes, an advertisement will be displayed, and you can continue to use it after watching the advertisement for 1 minute.

本来厂家设置的是照1分钟镜子看3分钟广告，因为“天道”的限制，这才从1…3变成了3…1。

"It seems that not only did he not leave the previous world, but the time difference is not too long." Zhang Baoren thought to himself.

He was very impressed with the ad, of course for no other reason.

It's this advertisement from a certain field that is notorious even in the magic way, and for some reason it is very famous on the Internet during this time.

It was also because Zhang Baoren prepared himself for receiving the scriptures the day before going to sleep, and dressed himself up in the morning, delaying a little time, and then was forced to read this thing again.

According to the rule that the advertisement changes on January 1, it should be not long before the time of falling asleep. Of course, the premise of this judgment is that the world is normal.

"Honey, what's the matter with you? Why is it taking so long? Hurry up and wash your face and eat. I don't know if you have to go to work soon..." Suddenly a woman shouted outside.

Zhang Baoren thought about it at that time, clenched his fists, and didn't know how to deal with it.

Then maybe because of the stimulation of the sound, a little information naturally emerged in the brain, and thus knew that the owner of the sound was him or the wife of this body, Anne, although she was a refugee from Europe, although she was a white person, but Young and energetic, beautiful and self-cultivated.

"Why don't you make a sound, do you hear me?"

"I heard, there's something wrong with the mirror, and it took a while to put up the advertisement. I'll be fine soon."

The calm outside was restored, the advertisements in the bathroom had finished playing, and the mirror surface became clear. Zhang Baoren once again looked at the strange 'self' reflected in the mirror.

"Now there is a final question, I—this body, who is the identity of this body?"

With active and serious thinking, it seemed that something was touched again, and a little more information suddenly appeared in Zhang Baoren's mind.

He knew that this body was called Zhang San...

In order not to arouse suspicion, disturb the status quo, and cause some unknown changes, Zhang Baoren quickly washed up, then took a deep breath and went out normally.

At this time, Annie stood in the sunshine with her hair tied casually, holding a plate of toast in one hand and a bowl of vegetable salad in the other, just like an angel.

As she put down the food, she said casually, "Honey, the sun is really good today, usually it is always gloomy, and it is hard to meet such good weather, so I moved the table to the window. Just eat in the sun, I heard that people in the top wealthy area 'Fudi' can do this every day."

"We don't have every day, but we can cherish today." Zhang Baoren said and stepped forward to help.

After everything was ready, the two sat facing each other, enjoying breakfast while basking in the long-lost sunshine.

The toast is served with vegetable salad. Although the types of vegetables are simple, mostly cucumbers, and the bread is too sweet, Zhang Baoren still enjoys it exceptionally. Didn't expect that there are real vegetables in this era?

After wolfing down his own small portion, he picked up the familiar glass of the essential "eaux-de-vie".

Sour and refreshing... well, it's lemony, and of course that stinky, savory, ubiquitous marsala.

"I can't stand this..." Annie finished her breakfast, took a sip of the eaux-de-vie and put it down, "Why does everything have Marsala, banana flavor is banana Marsala, strawberry flavor is strawberry Marsala, the original taste is pure Marsala, did the people in the Federal Third District sprinkle Marsala in their souls?"

"It could be a tradition."

Zhang Baoren thought for a while and then explained, "In the ancient third area, this place was originally a country called India, and the main output was spices. At the same time, because of the climate, people here are also used to eating spices. Masala is a a spice blend, and a favorite of the people."

"As time goes on, this thing has been integrated into the life of the people here, into their genetic blood."

"People in this area have experienced countless earth-shaking changes, but there are always some things that are eternal. They may lose their culture, language, belief, and even caste, but Masala can never give up."

Looking at Annie, who still couldn't empathize with her because of her disgust, Zhang Baoren considered his tone.

"Actually, this situation is like the 13th district of your hometown, although it is a third world area-you know I have no malicious intentions."

"It's okay, I'm not a glass-hearted person, otherwise I wouldn't have given up everything and smuggled to the third district of India."

"Well, although the 13th district is very different from the peaceful Buddhist land of the 3rd district, it still retains some traditions of the English people."

"Tradition, looking up at the water of life in the starry sky? No should be those ga... I understand." Annie shook her head, as if she had thought of something terrible, and she even spoke the native dialect.

Patting his chest, he took a sip of the water of life, and swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva before he calmed down.

(End of this chapter)