Gou became a martial saint in another world

Chapter 109 Yang Fang's Backhand! (Please subscribe!)
The next morning.

A call came to Yang Fang's cell phone.

Yang Fang took a look, but chose to answer.

"Hey, Xiao Fang, how are you thinking recently? Do you still want to resign? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Dean Zhang of the mental hospital asked kindly.

"Dean, I still want to resign temporarily. I'm too tired recently, and I'm afraid I won't be able to do a good job. I hope the dean can forgive me!"

Yang Fang said apologetically.

"Well, what happened to you, can you tell me about it?"

Dean Zhang continued to ask.

"It's nothing, I can handle it myself, it just takes some time."

Yang Fang responded.

"Well, if this is the case, you can go through the resignation procedures in the afternoon. If you have a chance in the future, I still hope that you can continue to work in our hospital."

Dean Zhang said.

"Okay, if the matter is settled in the future, I will definitely go back!"

Yang Fang said, and quickly hung up the phone.

There was a silence in his heart.

Compared with the other world, life in the real world is the real dream life.

Once upon a time, he complained about the dirty, bitter, and tiredness of the real world more than once, and thought about escaping and lying flat, but he didn't realize how beautiful the real world is until after traveling.

In that world where people cannibalize and die at any time, the real world is simply a paradise.

There is no need to worry about food and clothing here, people are full of harmony and relative equality (at least on the surface), and there is no need to worry about being suddenly stared at on the road.

But it's different in another world.

Living in another world, things may happen every moment.

Especially when changing jobs in another world, you don't know when you will hinder the interests of some people, and thus become a thorn in the side of others, a thorn in the flesh.

Yang Fang sighed slightly.

In the blink of an eye, he practiced cross fist in the room.

But it is the same as the previous mortal martial arts.

Even the cross punch is still just a show in the real world, unable to exert any supernatural powers.

The only super long is his own physique.

After breaking through to the seventh rank, he could clearly feel his strength increase again.

Whoohoo!
In the room, the fist wind was ringing, whistling harshly.

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon.

Yang Fang returned to the mental hospital normally, and came to the dean to sign.

The director, Zhang Zheng, is a middle-aged man in his sixties. He is less than two years away from retirement. His temples are gray and his face is kind. He is usually loved by some nurses in the hospital.

After everyone encounters a problem, they will basically help to solve it as soon as possible.

After seeing Yang Fang, he couldn't help persuading him again, hoping that Yang Fang could change his mind.

But Yang Fang smiled wryly and shook his head slightly.

The pressure of life and death in another world made him almost unable to breathe.

In the real world he just wants to relax.

I no longer want to spend time on work.

"Okay, let me sign for you!"

Zhang Zheng had a complex expression, feeling regretful, and signed the resignation formalities for Yang Fang.

In the entire psychiatric hospital, Yang Fang is considered the youngest attending, with the highest academic qualifications, and has a bright future ahead.

On weekdays, he would also take good care of this young man.

unfortunately
"Thank you, Dean!"

Yang Fang said gratefully.

"It's okay, come and sit when you have time."

Zhang Zheng smiled.

"Ok."

Yang Fang nodded, handed over the resignation procedures to the personnel department, and left here.

In the following days, he spent half of his time on cultivation and half of his time on relaxation.

Fang Ting asked him out if she had nothing to do.

In the beginning, Yang Fang went out with Fang Ting out of the consideration that everyone was a former colleague. Later, he found out that the little girl just dragged him to wander in the park, and then he never wanted to come out again.

A few days passed in a flash.

In the room, Yang Fang frowned, staring at a family photo on the table, lost in thought.

Now there are more and more time travel events.

Travelers are also randomly generated.

In case one day my parents cross time
"They all live in the countryside. If we look at it according to the previous rules, wouldn't they travel to smaller settlements?"

Yang Fang thought for a long time.

But if this kind of thing really happens, he has nothing to do now.

Bringing my parents to Fangshi will definitely start in hell, and it's simply courting death.

To Nanshi?

Leaving aside the issue of housing prices in Nanshi, even if they were connected to Nanshi, the place they crossed would be Bailuo City.

The chaos in Bailuo City has already emerged, and traveling to the past will not end well.

Again.

In another world, there is no absolute safe place.

That is to say!

What he does now is in vain.

The uncertainty of time travel is too great, maybe his parents will time travel to a big person in a small place?What if he rashly changes the place where his parents live now, it will be counterproductive?
There is no rule that if you travel to a big place, your status must be high.

The oppression in big places may be more severe.

and so!
It is better to be still than to move!
"I hope my parents won't time travel."

Yang Fang secretly thought.

If he really crossed over, he could only think of a way in another world.

A few more days passed.

Cheng Tianye called the crowd again.

There is no other reason.

The situation on the rookie's side was a bit harsh, and Cheng Tianye was asked more than once to help them find a way to get food.

When they crossed a few times in the past, they could still chew the bark and fish in the river, but now the weather is getting colder and colder, and even fish are becoming rare, and the bark around them has basically been eaten away.

In desperation, Cheng Tianye had no choice but to summon Yang Fang and his group of old people again to advise them.

For a time, the entire room was full of discussions.

Someone proposed to train them in survival skills in the wild.

Someone suggested that they set fire to the mountain, and many small animals must have been burned out.

There are also proposals for them to migrate directly
The whole room was full of noise.

It's just that every suggestion made the group of newcomers smile wryly.

MMP!

You really don't hurt your back when you stand and talk.

"By the way, Captain Cheng, I also buried more than 400 catties of grain and some meat under the Wanchun bunk in the Heitie settlement. It should not be spoiled."

Yang Fang suddenly raised his hand and said.

When he migrated before, it was impossible for him to bring all the food.

I only brought some jerky and rice balls.

Most of them haven't moved yet.

"Food? Did you hide food before?"

Cheng Tianye's eyes lit up, and he looked at Yang Fang with great joy, he couldn't believe it.

"Boss, you buried the food? Tell us how to find the food?"

"Yeah boss, please, we're all so hungry we're going to eat people."

"Damn it, the natives over there are already eating people!"

"Big brother, please, where is the food?"

When a group of new travelers heard the news, they were all extremely excited and looked at Yang Fang quickly.

The other old people were also surprised.

Good guy!
This guy is too stupid, hiding so much food?

Before they established the Power Gang, they often went hungry for food.

"Before the black iron settlement was in turmoil, I had already dug holes for storage a long time ago."

Yang Fang responded, saying, "There are two caves in the back bedroom of Wanchunpu, you can go down into both, and you can see the food there, but I'm not sure if it's been a while. Other natives discovered my cave."

After all, it has been so long.

What was going on there, no one could say for sure.

In case the food is transported away, it is very possible!
"Okay, Yang Fang, that's great, you've made a great contribution!"

Cheng Tianye said excitedly.

He was still worrying about it.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fang directly provided more than 400 catties of grain.

This is completely enough for these newcomer time travelers to survive the severe winter.

The premise is that no newcomers will continue to travel through the past.
The other newcomers were also overjoyed.

The atmosphere in Room 501 became even more heated.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the meeting adjourned again.

After the meeting adjourned, Yang Fang went directly to Cheng Tianye and copied a map drawn by Xu Qingming with computer special effects.

Although this map was drawn based on the imagination and speculation of the Blue Star people.

But the overall direction should not be bad!

Be prepared.

(End of this chapter)