Millennium 2000, the earth enters the age of gods and demons

Chapter 22 The 'Wrong' Gift
In the small room, Zhang Xiaoyu was leaning over and standing opposite the majestic middle-aged man.

"Since you know my real name and personally experienced my authority, you should also know my 'Tao'."

The majestic middle-aged man 'mistakenly' stood in front of Zhang Xiaoyu, looked at him as if devoutly seeking the Tao, and decided to tell him the 'Tao' he had mastered.

"My way is my name! I prove the way in the midst of mistakes!"

"This is similar to the 'hate' that you are experiencing in your mind now. It is all about finding the reason from yourself."

"For me, hating others and blaming others are all wrong for me and the existence of 'hate'!"

"And if you want to gain Taoism, know who you are, and have the power to change yourself, then you must understand."

"Better yourself is the key to solving all problems!"

"Instead of thinking about how to change others, you don't have the ability now!"

Speaking of this, the serious 'wrong' raised his right hand and flicked his fingers.

A light spot then lit up, quickly flew to Zhang Xiaoyu's forehead, and disappeared inside.

"Go experience 'wrong', go experience the pain of missing, then you can understand the true meaning of 'wrong'!"

"At that time, you will be qualified to step out of here and venture into this world, otherwise you will not be qualified to live in the cruel world outside!"

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded slowly after listening to 'wrong', and bowed sincerely to 'wrong'.

"I see, thank you for your pointers!"

After 'Wrong' finished what he should say, he also sat back behind the long golden nanmu table, waved his hand, and signaled Zhang Xiaoyu to leave.

Zhang Xiaoyu bowed again to the middle-aged man behind the table, backed away slowly, turned and left.

Walk out of the room and close the door gently.

Zhang Xiaoyu stood where he was, looked at the workshop not far away, and the lush lawn around him, and let out a long breath of foul air.

He felt that from entering this small room to coming out, although it didn't take long.

But he has experienced as long as a century, and the thrills and excitements in it now make him afraid.

At the same time, it also completely opened his horizons, because he saw a new power.

"Wrong experience, wrong experience, it seems that I can only rely on myself!"

"Of course I have to figure out and comprehend the hatred left by the voice in my mind! Everything can only be done by myself!"

Zhang Xiaoyu looked around, and then slowly walked towards the skill department, and he could feel that his steps were heavier than ever before.

As soon as the door of the skill department was pushed open, everyone gathered around.

Suddenly Zhang Xiaoyu was crowded with people.

At this time, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and he didn't have the mood and energy to deal with them, but he still had to cheer up and greet them with a smile.

After all, they are colleagues who get along day and night, although they don't know what they have experienced, and they can't understand the pain.

But you can't give others the pampered and coquettish look they think.

"Little fish, how are you doing? Why is the big boss looking for you?"

"Is your kid going to be promoted?"

"When you get developed in the future, don't forget our group of rotten brothers!"

Everyone asked in a hurry.

Among them, the tall and strong Lao Miao and Ah Hui had the most fun. They were the people Zhang Xiaoyu knew best in the skills department except for Sister Ping.

Now that Zhang Xiaoyu is promising, both of them feel honored and happy for Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't dare to tell them the truth, for fear that they wouldn't believe it and feel fooled.

"Big boss, call me over and ask me about the lack of assembly materials in workshop No. [-] a while ago, and ask me if I have seriously tried to solve the problem!"

He dealt with people like this.

"Huh? Problems? Solved? And bugs? How are they related?"

A flash of light suddenly appeared in Zhang Xiaoyu's mind, as if he had caught something.

Just now he said that he was going to experience mistakes and experience mistakes, and he was still worrying about how to experience them. Now he seems to have a direction.

So, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't care about dealing with the crowd anymore, and just perfunctory, pretending to be lacking in interest and tired.

"Everyone does their own thing, as long as you do it well, the big boss will definitely see it!"

Sister Ping seemed to see Zhang Xiaoyu's haggard look, and took advantage of the situation to make a rescue.

Zhang Xiaoyu returned to the office, but lowered his head and took out the A4 paper and pen, and began to write and draw.

"question?"

"Why is there a problem?"

"And why do you need to solve it?"

Zhang Xiaoyu deduced it step by step. This long-term abnormal work in the technical department has greatly exercised his logical thinking.

"Oh, it turns out that the error first appeared! Only then did the problem arise, so we need to solve it!"

This is a very simple logical relationship for ordinary people, but at this time Zhang Xiaoyu discovered something different from it.

"It seems that everyone makes mistakes, so why is everyone still afraid of making mistakes?"

Zhang Xiaoyu thought about it.

He thought of his former self, as well as Lao Xu and some other people around him.

He felt that everyone made mistakes, but he often covered up the fact that he was wrong.

In order to avoid punishment, they even disregard right from wrong or use strong words to shirk their responsibilities after making mistakes.

"Why is this? I don't care about others, only myself. I made a mistake. Why do you want to shirk responsibility?"

"Where did I go wrong?"

Zhang Xiaoyu asked herself in her heart.

Ask yourself what went wrong?Ask yourself where did you go wrong?
"Where is my fault?"

He sat in his seat, holding a pen in his hand but didn't move, lowered his head in thought, and kept mumbling to himself.

"My fault, where is it?"

Until the get off work bell rang.

But Zhang Xiaoyu kept asking himself, asking during dinner in the cafeteria, and asking in his dormitory.

He kept asking himself, trying hard to catch that glimmer of inspiration.

But his aura was dusty, and he, who had already stepped into the extraordinary, did not realize that his mind was being entangled by a strange and filthy aura.

Lingguang couldn't give him any hints.

In the past few days, Zhang Xiaoyu kept asking himself in his mind when he was free.

Today, he completely solved the problem of less assembly materials in No. [-] workshop.

He made a simple tool that can be used to prevent that kind of error from happening.

"Haha, even a fool will not make the mistake of using less assembly materials now!"

Seeing that the tools he made were officially used in the production line, Zhang Xiaoyu said cheerfully in his heart.

"Huh? No more mistakes? But why do I keep making mistakes? And some mistakes keep repeating!"

"why is that?"

Zhang Xiaoyu thought again in his heart, the question that he had been pondering for several days without getting an answer.

The first question was not figured out, and the second doubt came again!
"What's wrong with me? Where did I go wrong?"

Zhang Xiaoyu, who was struggling to understand, was thinking hard in his heart.

Zhang Xiaoyu is no longer the Zhang Xiaoyu who just wandered around when he had nothing to do.

All he wants to do now is figure out what's wrong with him?What is your mistake?
He always had this question in his mind.

What Zhang Xiaoyu didn't know was that the reason why he became like this was because the spot of light that was 'wrongly' sent to his forehead was working.

That ray of light silently affected him, affected his thinking, and affected his behavior.

And the middle-aged man in the small room could naturally feel Zhang Xiaoyu's movement.

He raised his head in front of the desk, looked in Zhang Xiaoyu's direction, and chuckled.

"Hehe, boy, just wait to experience the pain of being wrong!"

"How can you understand the way of 'wrong' without experiencing the pain of being wrong and the sorrow of missing?"

"Haha, it's funny, it's so funny!"

His chuckle echoed in the small room.

This is the 'wrong' gift to Zhang Xiaoyu.

(End of this chapter)