Chapter 35: Let’s hold on for now (please follow up!)
As the police left, a group of young nurses in the department began to discuss in low voices again, looking at Yang Fang strangely.
“Dr. Yang, I see that you are quite smart at ordinary times. You probably won’t encounter telecommunications fraud, right?”
A nurse laughed.
“Don’t worry, it shouldn’t be a problem.”
Yang Fang smiled.
"But Wang Donglai is dead, how should he pay you back? That's hundreds of thousands."
The nurse said.
“That is, if someone lent me more than 100,000 yuan and didn’t pay it back, I would definitely not be able to sleep every day and would want to die.”
Another nurse said.
“It shouldn’t be that exaggerated. Anyway, the police will arrange it, and at worst, his parents will still be there.”
Yang Fang said perfunctorily.
It doesn’t matter if it’s not paid yet.
He spent all this money to buy things from Wang Donglai. Although he was suspected of being cheated by him, there was no way to pay back the money after the person died and the debt was wiped out.
So he never expected the other party to pay back the money.
Next, Yang Fang started to go to work.
A few more days have passed.
The days became extremely peaceful.
The police are still continuing their investigation, trying to find some clues. Unfortunately, they have successively investigated more than 60 people who transferred money to Wang Donglai, but nothing has been found.
After the blood test and urine test, all reports showed normal.
In the end, the police could only suspect that Wang Donglai was committing telecommunications fraud.
His money should have been defrauded from other people.
The strange thing is that all those people were 'cheated' out of money by Wang Donglai, but no one chose to call the police, and no one asked Wang Donglai to pay back the money. This made a group of police detectives completely confused.
Of course, there was a small episode in the middle.
That is when the investigation came to a middle-aged man, the man mysteriously told the police that he had traveled through time
Not only did he travel through time, but Wang Donglai also traveled through time. He bought some things from Wang Donglai in another world, so he transferred money to Wang Donglai.
As a result, before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, the expressions of a group of police detectives became strange.
One of the police detectives was obviously very angry and asked a middle-aged man to perform a time-travel on the spot. If he couldn't time-travel, he would be charged with obstructing official duties.
The middle-aged man looked embarrassed and had to tell the other party that the time was not yet ripe. When the time was ripe, he would travel through time.
But the police obviously didn’t believe this kind of words and almost took him back for investigation.
The middle-aged man had to change his story quickly, with a sneer on his face, saying that he was making it up and hoped that the police wouldn't mind.
Time spent.
The sun is shining brightly on Sunday.
Cloudless.
Yang Fang finally had his weekly rest day and seemed extremely relaxed.
He was wearing a loose sportswear, carrying a wooden sword purchased online, and was in good shape, training for jogging on the mountain trail.
Before, he had the habit of jogging every week. It was just that he had been troubled by the time travel some time ago, which made him have no time to jog. Now that everything has gradually calmed down, it is natural to pick up this habit again.
Another point is that Yang Fang would like to try if his physical condition in the real world improves, whether he can speed up his practice of internal strength and swordsmanship.
Perhaps the accumulation of quantitative changes can really lead to qualitative changes.
Although cultivation in the real world only increases ‘experience’ and does not increase strength, it is good to make ‘experience points’ grow faster.
Unknowingly, more than half an hour passed.
Gradually, Yang Fang began to be surprised.
His body suddenly stopped, feeling incredible.
“Wait a minute, my physical fitness seems to be different from before?”
I remember that in the past, he would run out of breath after running for more than ten minutes each time.
But this time he jogged for more than half an hour, and he was still energetic and did not feel short of breath.
What does this mean?
“Can cultivation in the real world really cause invisible changes in the body?”
Yang Fang’s head was shaking.
Or is it that the practice in another world affects reality?
After running continuously for such a long time, his limbs were still full of vitality.
In order to check his own limit, he continued to run forward.
This run lasted nearly ten minutes.
Finally, Yang Fang began to breathe heavily.
His body stopped again, feeling deeply unbelievable in his heart.
More than forty minutes passed before he felt tired.
“If the other world can really affect reality, that would be troublesome. Maybe some non-human beings can be created in the future.”
Yang Fang secretly said.
Although this impact is still very small now, it will definitely snowball like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger as time goes by.
And there was something else that worried him.
The number of people crossing now is only a small number, but more and more people will probably cross in the future.
If one day time travel becomes something that everyone knows about.
So if the official power is used to integrate resources, will he agree?
If you agree, you will definitely be recruited in the early stage. With the current chaotic situation in the Black Iron settlement, even if the officials travel through time, they will not be able to do anything. If they are taken to occupy the territory, they will only suffer heavy casualties. After all, it is a force for the purpose. In the Lord's world, no matter how many people there are, they can't stop the real masters.
If you don’t agree, will you encounter official suppression when you return to reality?
Yang Fang has endless thoughts in his mind.
Now we just need to take one step at a time and don’t expose ourselves easily.
At least in the early stages, be patient!
He found a seat and walked over to rest.
As soon as he sat down, he saw a group of old people practicing boxing in the woods not far away.
Their postures are very slow, and you can tell they are Tai Chi at a glance.
Yang Fang watched quietly for a while, gradually showing suspicion.
He found that his brain seemed to be more sensitive to movement.
These old people's boxing postures seemed to be automatically broken down in his mind, and every movement became extremely familiar.
In order to verify this, he stood up directly and followed the same pattern on one side.
This practice turned out to be extremely smooth.
In just ten minutes, he actually imitated a whole set of Tai Chi.
“My real-world qualifications have also changed?”
Yang Fang was shocked.
In the past, even the simplest broadcast gymnastics would have been impossible for him to master in just a few days.
But now he actually only watched Tai Chi for a while and imitated it directly.
“Can qualifications from another world really affect reality?”
Yang Fang frowned.
However, after he practiced Tai Chi several times, he found that it was just the same.
This kind of boxing is more like health-preserving gymnastics than boxing. It is simply impossible to expect this thing to hit someone.
After a moment, he pulled out the wooden sword on his body and began to practice the Shadowless Sword Technique.
“Young man, what kind of swordsmanship are you practicing? It looks like you’ve never seen it before.”
An old man in a short coat suddenly stopped and looked at Yang Fang, showing curiosity.
"There is no such thing as swordsmanship, just practicing for fun."
Yang Fang stopped, chuckled, and said, "By the way, if you practice Tai Chi to the end, can you really hit someone?"
"We are in a society ruled by law. Why do we hit people? Tai Chi is a boxing method that cultivates the body and mind. It can strengthen the body and make people peaceful. What's wrong with this? Don't look down on Tai Chi. I heard that there are many people abroad. Foreigners who box all like to practice our Tai Chi, if it’s useless, why should they practice it?”
The old man said.
“Yes, it seems to make some sense.”
Yang Fang was stunned.
I don’t know how to refute it at the moment.
“It’s strange that today’s young people are so unsatisfied. As a result, many boxing skills in our country have gradually been lost. If you want to learn them in the future, you will have to spend money to learn them abroad.”
Another old man sighed.
“Yeah, young people nowadays don’t like this anymore.”
“Sooner or later they will suffer a big loss.”
Then, as if something was touched, a group of old people began to discuss the matter.
Yang Fang sat here for a while and then couldn't stay any longer. He found an excuse and continued running along the mountain road, preparing to change his sword practice.
A group of old people couldn't stop talking when they started talking.
Two days later.
Yang Fang had just finished dinner when he felt a familiar burning sensation coming from his left arm.
0 days 0 hours 9 minutes 59 seconds.
58 seconds.
57 seconds.
He took one look and immediately lay down on the bed very skillfully.
“Boss, remember the transaction location!”
Suddenly, Yang Fang’s cell phone lit up again.
Several group members sent messages at the same time.
(End of this chapter)