Weird Calendar

Starting from May 7th, Qin Ze will last for one week, which is a calendar dormant period.

This means that Qin Ze will not play Yiji these days.

But various incidents will still come to Qin Ze.

Some secrets are indeed impossible to know. Their existence itself makes people feel unstable, as if the world is about to end.

There were footsteps outside the door, and soon there was a knock on the door.

"I left your express delivery at the door."

The young man's voice sounded.

Not long ago, the young man's senior, the tall messenger, was still asking the young man to kill Qin Ze.

Qin Ze actually remembered one thing - although he could order messengers, he got some secrets from Gao Jingzhi.

These secrets come from the Golden Calendar manuscript.

In other words, the messenger can now kill himself.

Recalling the last time he was chased by a courier, the entire Linxiang City team was there. Lan Yu blocked the courier for about two or three seconds?

The team leader's final remarks seemed to threaten the courier, but now Qin Ze knew that the courier's real decision not to kill him was because of Qiao Wei.

Qin Ze opened the door and showed a friendly smile.

At this moment, the young messenger's eyes became sharp. He looked as tall as Qin Ze, but a little thinner.

He has a childish face and is the kind of person who smiles brightly.

But because he was wearing the messenger's unique black suit, his sunny smile became a bit sinister.

The young messenger instantly stretched out his hand and grabbed Qin Ze's throat.

His speed was so fast that Qin Ze didn't even have time to activate his quick thinking skills.

It was as if time had stopped.

"Don't try to compete with us in your ability to play with time. We are the strongest."

Unable to move.

Qin Ze only felt the tremendous pressure coming from him, his amazing growth, the transformation from being an outstanding person to the peak of an extraordinary person in just one month...

In front of the messenger, it was like a baby turning into a child and then challenging a Tyrannosaurus rex.

It seems to have no meaning except to add a little fun to the other party.

You are in a certain world, fighting against the God of Stitching, and defeating enemies all the way. It's so majestic.

But facing the messenger, you are still a little chicken who can be picked up casually.

But Qin Ze didn't feel frustrated at all.

The messenger should be invincible. The stronger the messenger, the more Qin Ze feels that his right to order the messenger is more valuable.

"Are you trying to order me? Do you know, you violated discipline and you deserve to die, Mr. Qin Ze."

"As long as you can't speak, you can't give orders. As long as you can't give orders, we can kill you. It's not a violation. This is what my senior told me."

The young man's fingers exerted a little force, and it seemed that he could break Qin Ze's neck in an instant.

But Qin Ze was still smiling, but he could tell that it was very hard, because his breathing was blocked, and even his eyes were red.

"Forget it, let me tell you, you are the informant of my senior."

In fact, the young messenger just wanted to scare Qin Ze, but Qin Ze's reaction made him feel very boring.

There was absolutely no horror that a murdered person should have.

Qin Ze covered his throat and coughed twice,

"Besides the Golden Calendar manuscript, what else do I have this time?"

"Quality, free quality, your abilities will be further improved. Congratulations." The young messenger smiled.

Qin Ze was quite satisfied and would check his calendar later.

He knew that he had not yet entered the realm of ghosts and gods.

But I estimate that with one or two more big adventures, I might be able to step into that realm.

That is a state that can make even auxiliary professions dangerous.

Only when you reach the realm of ghosts and gods can you be considered a true powerhouse in this world.

Qin Ze said:

"It seems like you don't want to kill me?"

The young messenger looked at his watch:

"I have to kill people later. This Dragon Boat Festival... there are a lot of people committing fouls. You guys, can you cherish your game accounts?"

This sentence was like triggering a switch, making Qin Ze excited:

"game account?"

"It's a metaphor. It means you should cherish your life. Really, every violation is so obvious. Do you think we don't kill people? We have killed many people. There are many qualified people."

The young man looked at Qin Ze with a somewhat complaining look and continued:

"We give you intelligence, but correspondingly, if there is too much bias in law enforcement, it will also pose a threat to our existence."

"So, don't think that we dare not kill you, Mr. Qin Ze. In terms of strategic value, you are very valuable, but so far, there are many people with the same value as you, Jian Yiyi, and your organization's 'Sima Yi', oh, 'Commander' is the one who organized it."

"These people are all valuable. There is also one among the Killer Emperors. Like you, he grows up very quickly."

The young messenger showed a murderous smile, madness and brightness coexisted:

"Don't think that because you are the protagonist of some story, you can do whatever you want. If we kill you, the story will fall on someone else."

Qin Ze finally heard the warning here.

"Sorry, I was reckless. In fact, even if I don't listen to Gao Jingzhi's information, it will not affect the outcome of my recruitment."

"Next time, I will be more cautious when faced with this kind of thing."

The young messenger was very satisfied with Qin Ze's answer:

"Well, it's not cost-effective to make things difficult for us. You have to understand that you won't meet anyone stronger than us for a long time, and the price of offending us is not small."

"Don't think that because you are of high value, we won't kill you. Rules are rules. We don't kill you just because there are rules that allow you not to kill, not because there are reasons not to kill you."

The young messenger looked at his watch again. Apparently, he was busy tonight.

Qin Ze asked directly without making any roundabout remarks:

"I want to know the truth about this world. Has Linxiang City... been destroyed?"

The messenger said:

"You have to think carefully. Are you going to use your power now to order me to answer the truth?"

Qin Ze said:

"I found the Fallen Messenger and we can exchange information."

The young messenger was happy:

"Brother Qin Ze, are you looking down on us too much? You don't think your memories can be hidden in front of us, do you?"

Qin Ze remembered that when he saw the tall messenger for the first time, he felt like he had been seen through.

Nowadays, the young messenger does not seem to have such ability, but the tall messenger is definitely still alive.

You cannot exchange information for information yourself.

Why are these damn messengers so difficult to deal with?

Qin Ze said helplessly:

"Does that mean I have to use the one privilege I've been given to get answers from you?"

"Yes, I advise you to think carefully about how to use this privilege."

What lies before him is the opportunity to glimpse the truth.

But what was lost was the privilege of commanding the messenger.

Qin Ze thought for a while, then finally shook his head and said:

"Kill someone for me. I give up asking you for the truth, but I need you to kill someone for me."

The young messenger said:

"Who are you going to kill?"

"Can you kill the five gods?" Qin Ze asked again.

The messenger smiled and said:

"You gave this order, that's fine, but what I want to tell you is... we will kill them, and we will keep chasing them, but can they escape our pursuit? Is there any way to offset your order? , this is unknown.”

Qin Ze understood.

He has received the privilege of ordering the messenger to do something for him.

But others may not have this privilege.

If you go to kill those beings that are too powerful, a situation will probably arise where the centurion orders the soldiers to kill the centurion.

Everyone has command authority, but yours may not be the highest level.

As for the Five Gods, it can be said that they are the strongest existences in human beings, and they must be in the same class as Nuwa and the chairman of the board.

These people may not have any privileges in their hands.

"That's right. I've only been an Old Calendar for a little over a month. It's not wise to kill these guys who have been famous for a long time."

Qin Ze said:

"Then help me kill Sima Yi?"

The young messenger nodded:

"Anyway, I've told you everything I need to tell you. We won't tell you clearly whether this order is cost-effective or not. You have to figure it out yourself."

"But what is certain is that as long as you give this order, we will execute it."

Execution does not mean completion.

Qin Ze complained in his heart, messenger inequality, playing word games with himself.

It seems that Sima Yi is really not simple.

After all, it was something worthy of Qiao Wei's message and for her to be careful.

After thinking about it, Qin Ze said:

"That's it. I'll reserve the power for now. I'll give you orders when I find something suitable."

"As you wish." The young messenger waved goodbye.

Before leaving, he warned:

"Gao Jingzhi will not live forever. If she plays with the rules, we will definitely kill her."

"I'm warning you one last time, Mr. Qin Ze, we have experienced the death of many chosen ones. Don't think that you are special. You are the so-called 'protagonist' because you are hiding a product of the previous era."

"Don't break the rules, especially the ones that get you killed."

Qin Ze suddenly thought of the owners of the Golden Calendar manuscript.

Come to think of it, each of these people is very powerful and has the ability to save the world.

But they all failed.

He nodded:

"I see."

…

…

The messenger is gone.

Qin Ze felt sweat dripping from his back.

Even the young messenger is unimaginably powerful.

The Messenger Corps is a department established by an old calendar ruler. The Lord of the Old Calendar can only be far more powerful than the Messenger.

And the Old Calendar Lords... By the Old Calendar Era, they don't even deserve to have names.

He now realizes his own weakness. The young messenger seemed to be warning, but in fact he was helping himself.

Of course, Qin Ze was not discouraged.

At this stage, it is completely normal for someone to take advantage of you.

Qin Ze opened the calendar and confirmed what he had gained these days.

"Qin Ze, a member of the Old Calendar, completed the recruitment on May 10th and received the Golden Calendar Manuscript·Essential x1. Be free."

"Temporary worker functional experience has been improved, current rating, alien."

The content was much shorter than Qin Ze expected.

The experience is increased, but there is no upgrade. It is still at the level of aliens.

But it can be seen that it is almost reaching the critical line.

It is worth mentioning that Qin Ze discovered that the Golden Calendar manuscript had an extra suffix - urgent.

This was the first time he saw such a suffix.

As for this free quality, Qin Ze thought about it and found that even if he invested in his functions, mind, and body, his overall strength still could not reach the level of ghosts and gods.

He preferred to invest in the old calendar, but this time, Qin Ze was not in a hurry to use it.

"If I accumulate a lot of quality at once, and then invest it all in a certain attribute in an instant, will the quality change in an instant?"

In some games, after the experience tank is full, the level will not increase. Experience can continue to be accumulated until the player feels that it is time to upgrade, which can increase many levels at once.

So Qin Ze thought about it and decided that he could keep this quality.

Maybe it can turn the tide of the battle around at a critical moment.

…

…

May 9th, late at night. Dailefu Supermarket.

A curly-haired man wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a blue jade poster of a big star on it, holding baguette and skim milk in his hands.

The salesperson took a look and found that the young man had pretty curly hair, and then noticed the man's appearance, which was very handsome.

The smile is a bit ruthless and evil.

This kind of smile is so damaging to women that the salesperson started chatting unprofessionally:

"Are you also a fan of Lan Yu?"

"Yes, I even asked him for his autograph." The curly-haired man said with a smile.

The salesperson was ecstatic:

"Really? Really? I like him!"

"Really? Then I'll give you a chance. You are Lan Yu's wife, and you love your husband very much." The curly-haired man's pupils glowed slightly red.

It was difficult to notice, except for the salesperson, whose face was dull for a moment.

Her memory seemed to have been completely modified.

She remembered that Lan Yu, the well-known star, was her husband.

But their relationship has not been made public.

She even had to work in a supermarket. After Lan Yu became famous, she didn't get the treatment that a real girlfriend deserved.

The sad feeling suddenly came up.

These memories were implanted without any sense of surprise.

The salesperson was not hypnotized, but more like an amnesia patient, remembering the memory he had lost.

She wanted to wipe away tears all of a sudden.

Seeing this scene, the curly-haired man carried his things and went to the self-service checkout without looking for the salesperson again.

Someone started to complain later:

"Why are you crying? Gan, please pay the bill quickly."

"Pay the bill? Haha, I quit! Why do I, the wife of a big star, come here to work!"

The variety show Lan Yu participated in was playing on the woman's cell phone.

She was angry, and now she decided to expose her relationship with Lan Yu.

In my mind, a short essay has begun to take shape.

As for the curly-haired man...

Already carrying the baguette and milk, he was walking towards the outside of the supermarket.

"The prices in Linxiang City are really expensive." The curly-haired man lamented.

Soon, he came to a TV wall and saw the promotion of Lan Yu's new movie.

It was a movie with a veteran actor. It told the story of how a man wearing overalls and a middle-parted hair went from being a basketball novice to the NBA.

Of course, it's magic basketball, the kind of exaggerated style where one jump can be as high as several floors, and it can even turn on things like zone mode.

But young people like to watch this.

The curly-haired man looked at the promotion on the TV wall with a smile like a fan.

"Jian Yiyi suddenly disappeared, so I can only train the second male lead first."

"Big star, I hope you can surprise me."