The end of the world starts with failing the exam

But that's all for a few dozen minutes.

After the dark clouds appeared, the temperature in the mountains began to drop rapidly, and even the wind became bitingly cold.

Judging from the experience he accumulated in the mountains when he was a child, there is a high probability that it will rain heavily...

"It's time to walk faster..."

Chen Jing took a deep breath, picked up his backpack and started to speed up, heading straight towards the village.

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[Countdown to return to the examination room: 239 hours, 15 minutes and 21 seconds]

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The village where Chen Jing and his family live is called Shaozi Village, which is also named after the "Sentinel Ridge" that stretches nearby.

"Back again..."

Standing at the entrance of the village, Chen Jing couldn't help but stop and look at the entire village with a complicated expression.

This place is different from the village in his memory.

More desolate, more dilapidated.

In fact, Shaozi Village has never been rich.

You can get a glimpse of it from the ruins of these ruins.

The quality of most self-built houses is not as good as those in nearby villages with tourist resources.

At present, more than half of Shaozi Village is still gray and old brick houses.

On the outer walls of these dilapidated houses, a circle of rusty iron sheets with various advertisements printed on them was nailed, which would make a clattering sound when the wind blew.

In Chen Jing's memory.

There were about a hundred families living here originally.

But just after the millennium, all the families who could move out gradually moved out.

Young people in the village all choose to work in the city.

After they have established themselves in the city and have stable jobs and financial resources, these young people will choose to move away with their families.

Until the end, only Chen Jing's family was left here.

"This place is so deserted that I can hardly recognize it..." Chen Jing sighed and continued walking forward.

Chen Jing's house was at the deepest part of Shaozi Village. He walked along the old road for almost ten minutes before reaching the mountainside.

At this moment, raindrops began to fall in the foggy sky, and the humid air made him feel cold all over.

Chen Jing couldn't help but put on the hood on his backpack.

The air that hits your face is full of the smell of rain gradually soaking into the soil.

soon.

He stopped outside the door of the old house halfway up the mountain.

Looking at the brick house in front of him, which had been eroded by the humid climate in the mountains, Chen Jing felt a little strange.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Chen Jing opened his mouth and breathed hot air into his hands, and then without hesitation pushed open the big rusty red iron door outside the courtyard.

A creak.

Leg-high weeds were bent under the weight of the iron gate.

The melted rust and warped patent leather mixed with the rainwater stained Chen Jing's hands as red as blood, and even had an unpleasant iron smell like blood.

The anti-theft door of the house in the courtyard still has couplets from a few years ago.

But the word "Fu" disappeared.

It must have fallen to the ground at some point and was blown away by the wind.

"The old man is quite lazy too..."

Chen Jing fumbled for the keys in his backpack.

Standing in front of the security door, Chen Jing glanced around the grassy courtyard and sighed.

"If outsiders see this place... I guess they will think it has been abandoned for several years... I'd better clean it up..."

With that said, Chen Jing inserted the key into the keyhole and opened the rusty security door with a slight twist.

But before he could fully open the door, the action of opening the door stopped abruptly.

Because he felt as if something was hitting his head...

Cold and rough.

It only takes one blow to shatter his head.

"This is a big deal..."

Chen Jing looked at the dark muzzle of the gun in front of him in confusion, and then glanced at the person standing in the door.

"Is it popular to carry a gun during burglaries now?"

Chapter 50 Grandpa's former colleague

Chen Jing didn't doubt that the gun could shatter his head in an instant, and at the same time, he didn't think that he could survive after being shot in the head...

After all, this is not that weird inner world.

If he was really shot to death by the opponent, there would be no old crazy grandfather in the real world who could rush over to save him.

And based on his own understanding of the "Old Descendants"...

Although the ancient descendants all have the ability to "self-heal", the lower the sequence level, the more limited their "self-healing" ability is.

Chen Jing even doubted his own self-healing ability. He could only speed up the recovery of some minor injuries, such as scratched skin or sprained feet...

Would you still die if you were shot in the head by a bullet at close range?

That should be something only higher-sequence ancient descendants can do...

"If you have something to say, there's no need to use knives or guns."

Chen Jing raised his hands high, with a harmless look on his face. The backpack on his back trembled faintly, as if something was squirming inside.

"You can take whatever you want from the house. I still have a few hundred dollars in cash in my wallet, and I still have..." on my phone.

"Do not talk nonsense."

The middle-aged man inside the door spoke, but still had no intention of putting down his gun. He just took two steps back to make way for Chen Jing.

"You come in."

"Okay, I'm coming in, be careful not to get angry..." Chen Jing pretended to be scared and walked in carefully against the door frame. He inadvertently touched his backpack with his right hand, comforting Bai Aji in his heart.

"Don't come out yet."

Chen Jing knew that Bai Aji could hear his thoughts, so he expressed his plan in his heart.

"If you come out rashly, I will be in danger. If there is a misfire, you will be dead. Wait for him to put down the gun first, and I will ask you to come out. If you come out again..."

As soon as Chen Jing finished speaking, he felt that the squirming in the backpack had become noticeably smaller.

He knew that Baiaji had understood what he said.

After entering the house.

Chen Jing found that the place was still the same as before, with no changes in the home furnishings, except for the addition of a few familiar people.

Seeing the middle-aged man put down his gun and turn around to close the door, Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief and was ready to let Bai Aji come out.

These people are not thieves.

Chen Jing could tell it before he even entered the door.

The middle-aged man who put the gun to his head before was dressed extremely well.

That well-fitting suit was anything but ordinary in terms of material and style. Putting aside the gun, he actually looked more like an old man who had been in shopping malls for a long time.

As for the other three people in the room.

One of them, a man and a woman, both had faces from Asia.

Black hair and yellow skin.

Wear simple hiking clothes.

They stood arm-in-arm next to the TV cabinet, probably a couple.

Because Chen Jing saw them kissing secretly just now.

The old man at the end...

Blonde and wearing glasses.

Wearing a heavy knitted jacket, his gentle and graceful movements exude elegance, and he is holding a book full of English in his hands.

"Professor Smith, this guy seems to be Chen Boxu's grandson. I have seen his picture in the information."

The man who had put a gun to Chen Jing's head came over and was looking at Chen Jing with vigilant eyes, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

"Child, I didn't scare you, did I?"

Old Smith closed the book and raised his eyes to look at Chen Jing. The smile on his face was very kind and he spoke Chinese extremely fluently.

Before Chen Jing could say anything, Smith stood up and walked towards him.

Ignoring the dissuasion of others around him, he came to Chen Jing and held Chen Jing's hand.

"I am your grandfather's colleague, a former colleague."

"Does he have colleagues?" Chen Jing looked at the old man calmly, and then at the other three people present. "In my memory, the old man was so crazy that he never went to work. Where did he get his colleagues?"

"This kid is very brave. He didn't pee his pants even after being hit by a gun to his head." The young man in the couple suddenly spoke up and said with a playful smile, "Professor Smith, why don't you leave the rest to us? "

"I am the person in charge of this operation." Smith smiled, but his tone became inexplicably cold. "You are only responsible for protecting my safety. You don't have to worry about other things."

"We feel it's a bit of a waste of time..." the young woman in the couple said.

The woman is not only outstanding in figure, but also extremely pretty in appearance.

But in terms of appearance, Chen Jing felt that she was not comparable to those in the other world.

Weinan, Yanque, Xuye.

Any one you pick can kill her.

"Yes, professor, we have plenty of ways to deal with our own people..."

"Shut up."

Smith looked back at the couple, his expression gradually becoming colder.

"Qin Shan, Xu Wan, don't have any ideas about him, he is the grandson of my old friend..."

"forget it."

Qin Shan whistled playfully, jumped up on the TV cabinet, squatted down, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile.

"Your old friend hasn't seen you for many years. I heard that you had a falling out when you came back from Antarctica..."

Antarctica?

Chen Jing noticed this keyword, and what the old man said in the video suddenly came to his mind.

……

"Before returning to China... yes! It was 72! That year, I and my colleagues were hired by the Wood Private Consortium to go on an expedition to Antarctica. This is what was recorded on the ancient tablet I found in Antarctica!"

……

Antarctica.

colleague.

Wood Private Consortium.