Simultaneous time travel starts from the flower age

Chapter 2: Anorectal surgery! But it’s too early

As the two Zhang Fans touched each other, a warm current flowed down from the top of his head. It felt nothing strange. This was himself.

I have seen the ability to clone oneself into thousands of worlds and travel through them at the same time. Zhang Fan understood it in an instant. This was his golden finger. The glory of Senior Duke illuminated the infinite heavens.

"Well, hello, newcomer," said Zhang Fan in leather armor: "Congratulations on coming early."

"You're here early?"

Zhang Fan said that the huge amount of memories made him dazed. Experiencing the impact of the dump truck again made him feel much stronger. "It seems that I came too early."

Zhang Fan didn't think it was a big deal, but after sharing the memories, he felt sorry for this buddy. It turned out that Leather Armor Zhang Fan came from a doomsday world.

After traveling through time at the end of the world, Zhang Fan thought he was living in an ordinary city. However, he just started his career as a plagiarist and rented an apartment with his first month's manuscript fee.

He has been trapped in the apartment for more than ten days now. If it weren't for the leather armor and sword given by Zongwu Zhang Fan, he would have cried to death alone.

By the way, the person that Doomsday Zhang Fan was waiting for in the coffee shop was Zhang Fan from the World of Comprehensive Martial Arts.

Based on the shared memories, we have some understanding of the world where Zongwu Zhang Fan exists. In the Continent of Ten Thousand Nations, there are constant wars. All the countries that you know and don’t know exist, and the same goes for the sects.

Zongwu Zhang Fan originally traveled to Yuzhou City of Nanqing Country in the Zongwu World. He was originally a waiter working in an inn in the city. He had been thinking of taking it step by step and developing slowly with Doomsday Zhang Fan. However, a biochemical crisis broke out on Doomsday Zhang Fan's side. He used his savings to buy Doomsday Zhang Fan a set of leather armor and a sword. Now, he was looking for someone to buy secret books and other things with a lighter and glass beads.

Yes, the abandoned city, that’s what they call this city. There are no hints, no rules. We just know that the only person here so far is Zhang Fan.

According to the memory of Zongwu Zhang Fan, there was originally only a coffee shop here. After Doomsday Zhang Fan came, a new bookstore appeared. However, after Urban Zhang Fan came this time, no new buildings appeared. The rules are not clear for the time being.

"So there are no big legs to hold on to," said Zhang Fan, looking helpless and then excited, "but we ourselves are our own big legs."

"I think you know that we have also embarked on the glorious road of Teacher Duke," Zhang Fan nodded, "and this place should be our public space. The coffee shop is where we communicate. The bookstore next door is not open yet, so I don't know what it is used for."

"But I didn't expect that you actually traveled to the apocalyptic world. You know, when I read novels before, I also imagined a biochemical crisis," Urban Zhang Fan exclaimed.

"Brother, how about we switch places? You know my current situation," Doomsday Zhang Fan sighed helplessly, and then said, "Now we can only rely on the Zongwu World. That world values ​​martial arts, and we can always buy some popular secret manuals there!"

Urban Zhang Fan: "Yeah, unfortunately I don't have much to help you with for now. This is just an ordinary world, an ordinary world from 88. I'm still a little Karami now."

"Ordinary world? Don't you know Stamp Li? What if it's an urban film and TV show world? It's also worth doing and can take off!"

After saying this, Zhang Fan took a sip of coffee.

"If you think about it carefully, it's true. I can explore slowly here. Right now, making money is the most important thing. But where does your coffee come from?" Urban Zhang Fan watched him drinking coffee and his appetite was aroused.

Doomsday Zhang Fan looked at Urban Zhang Fan as if he were a fool, "Why don't you think about it carefully."

There is information about the coffee shop in the memory just shared. I don’t know where the things in the coffee shop come from, but as long as you want coffee and dessert, they will appear in your hands or on the table. Doomsday Zhang Fan has survived for so long because of this. For someone who doesn’t like to hoard things, being trapped in the house for two or three days will result in having nothing to eat.

"I suddenly feel that you are still somewhat useful," Doomsday Zhang Fan seemed to have thought of something.

"I think you can be of some use to me," Urban Zhang Fan seemed to have thought of something in an instant.

Could it be that this golden finger can also improve IQ? The two Zhang Fans suddenly realized that one was a wasteland world in the 21s of the 20st century, and the other was a booming world that was about to enter the 20s.

“I have information”

“I have supplies”

“I can still find the machinery and equipment”

"You can play cultivation in the doomsday"

"You can become a wealthy person by riding the wave of reform and opening up"

"Pfft, stop thinking about it, control yourself," Doomsday Zhang Fan slapped him in the face, "We have to take it one step at a time, we can't be dreamers."

That's true, you have to take one step at a time and eat one bite at a time. The world's leading city where Zhang Fan lives at the end of the world has been more than 40 years old.

Not to mention the factory equipment, just buying some technical books from Xinhua Bookstore would be enough for Urban Zhang Fan to live on for 20 years.

Not to mention books like "30 Years of Reform and Opening Up", in which all industries and time nodes are clearly marked for you.

The same goes for Doomsday Zhang Fan. Urban Zhang Fan’s world is sufficient to serve as his logistics support base.

Just talking about food, it is not much more delicious than that in Zongwu. Even the desserts in the coffee shop cannot be eaten as meals. But there is a problem now. Zhang Fan is now stuck in the apartment. At that time, in order to become a plagiarist and enjoy life, Zhang Fan chose to live in Qing City where two rivers meet. This building is located between Guanyin Bridge and Hongqi River.

In order to have a good mood, he chose Longhu Xinyi Street, which is on the 28th floor. There are 22 security doors on each floor. Almost no one lives here. Except for those who run shops, there are Meituan takeaways, hotel accommodation, mahjong halls, etc. According to unscientific statistics, this is a zombie nest.

"You should wait for now. I'm not in a hurry. I'm going to deal with the treasury rolls as planned and get you some food and drinks. We can't be too hard on ourselves," Zhang Fan thought for a while. "Be careful on your side. When Zongwu comes back, we'll share the cultivation secrets and there will be no problem dealing with some zombies."

"Okay, I'll take care of myself then!"

Listening to what Doomsday Zhang Fan said, Urban Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel that there were three black lines on his forehead, but there was nothing wrong with what Doomsday Zhang Fan said.

"Okay, then I'll go back first. I have to prepare some delicious food for you." Zhang Fan paused, "By the way, have you ever observed the speed of time in the various worlds here?"

"Oh, don't worry about that. Everyone can come in once a day. After entering the abandoned city, everyone's time flow will be evened out."

"But I can only see Zong Wufan once every 6 or 7 days!"

"That great man who came from nowhere is pretty good. During the 12 hours you stay in there, you can choose to synchronize with the time flow of your own world. If you want, you can choose to enter and exit instantly."

"Of course, you can also follow the normal flow rate in the space. It will take at most 12 hours anyway!"

At the end of the world, Zhang Fan called out a piece of Black Forest and a cup of milk tea, and ate them while answering.

"Wait, what is normal flow rate?" Urban Zhang Fan was a little confused.

"Take me and Zongwu as examples. According to the normal flow rate, one hour in the space is equal to three hours in my space, and almost three hours in Zongwu space. It may not be accurate, but it's roughly the same. This is the case at the moment. You can only test the flow rate of time in your space yourself."

"Okay, I understand. You just wait here for my good news."

“You are also waiting for our good news.”
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Zhang Fan opened his eyes in the welfare home.

"Hello, familiar ceiling"

"Sure enough, my ancestors took care of me. There is no golden finger in this world that can compare to myself," Zhang Fan smiled, "After all, I shouldered everything by myself."

Zhang Fan stood up, looked at the time, and lay down again. It was 11 o'clock in the evening. What time did I go to bed? God knows.

Let's talk about the speed of time flow next time. Anyway, he can go in every day. The bigger the difference in speed, the better. Next time he goes in, maybe they will have practiced for a year or two. If a few big shots come with him, he will take off!

Well, don’t be greedy and just have one. As he was thinking, Zhang Fan finally fell asleep. He is still an ordinary person now and needs to sleep.

Eight in the morning.

Zhang Fan went out with his suitcase. He settled the bill with the finance department yesterday and had 21874 yuan left. The few hundred yuan in change he had was enough for him to use.

These days, financial institutions have been gradually supporting remittance services, and I can directly trade with the local branches there. Besides, I am going to help them solve their performance problems, and they are more anxious than I am.

Today is a good day to relax and unwind. Zhang Fan took a taxi to the Shanghai Railway Station. He didn't buy a ticket because these days everyone is talking about economy and money.

When it comes to making money, it goes without saying that businessmen who come to a place like Shanghai have to show off their unique skills!
There are ticket scalpers poking their heads around on the roadside, under street lights, and next to trash cans. The owner of the newsstand at the intersection might be able to find the tickets you want.

Zhang Fan was also generous and didn't mind buying expensive tickets from scalpers. The main reason was that although it was not a holiday, the flow of people at the Shanghai Railway Station was already quite busy at this moment. There were so many people coming from the south, the north, the west, and going to various places.

The ticket scalper doubled the price and sold it to Zhang Fan for a round-trip ticket to Hefei, at over 60 yuan. But it didn’t matter. If he had money, he would spend it.

Zhang Fan went inside and queued for security check, thinking that he would soon be checked for tickets and set off.

As the most advanced city in recent years, Shanghai has used X-ray machines for security checks. Because of this new thing, you will find people being taken to the office every two or three days to explain the situation and calling everywhere to get certificates.

Why?

People these days like to use cash. Although banks have gradually supported remittance services, it is still quite troublesome. Moreover, most of these people are businessmen. It is not as easy to deal with a passbook as it is to carry real money in your pocket.

But when you take the cash through the X-ray machine, you will find that it is a pile. In the simple days when the average salary was 200 or 300 yuan per person, carrying so much money with you, you would be either a gangster or a corrupt official, and it would cause a lot of jokes.

Zhang Fan was in a hurry, and the green train clanged into the station. Zhang Fan boarded the train to Hefei. It was a ten-hour sleeper train, which was the first time in Zhang Fan's two lifetimes.

This is all for myself, it's so hard.

　Dreaming, I hope someone sees it.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)