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Volume One: The Road to the Viscount

Volume One: The Road to the Viscount

Wedge 1: Time travel? You really shouldn’t use your phone while driving

In the emblem city of the Seris Republic on the Aldera blue planet, a gray car was driving on the provincial road.

For He Chao, who had just finished work for the day, the 30-minute drive along the expressway on his way to get off work was not only a long way home, but also a rare time to be alone.

As long as you mute your phone and play music, you can temporarily isolate yourself from the leader's notifications, colleagues' greetings, classmates' greetings, students' questions...

Although you need to concentrate on driving at this moment, the time belongs only to you

For all missed calls and unanswered text messages, you can add the sentence "I was driving just now, I didn't hear you, I'm so sorry" an hour later.

"Listeners, below you will hear" today's news on the radio,

"Today, another conflict broke out between the Southern Command of the Republic of Esun and the Uttar Pradesh Border Patrol of the Vishwa Empire. Our Ministry of Foreign Affairs calls on both sides to stop violent confrontation and maintain communication and dialogue. Siris is willing to provide necessary communication channels for the two countries.

Today, some cities in central and southern my country experienced rare thunder and lightning weather. The meteorological department called on residents of relevant cities to avoid going out as much as possible..."

"There's no big news today." He Chao turned down the volume of the radio and answered the phone: "Hello, Huihui? Are you home?"

"Yes, I just came out of school. Today, the head of the department asked me to lead the competition. You also know that in our vocational school, competition is a very important achievement." He Chao was driving while talking to his fiancée on the phone: "Have you tried on your wedding dress? ?Yesterday the people from the wedding company said that the wedding dress has arrived."

"Are you talking about my invitation? It was sent out long ago. Don't even think about chatting with your best friends at the wedding. You will be busy on that day and you won't have any time."

"For parents' guests, you give them the invitation directly and let them invite themselves. You can't possibly know all the guests he invites."

"Stop talking, I still have to call Lao Qian. He's been busy lately and may not be able to come on our wedding day. I have to have a meal with him in advance."

He Chao finally hung up the phone and made a second call to his cellphone.

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"Old Qian, what do you mean, you won't even come to our brother's wedding? You are so uninterested in this. Are you so embarrassed about this red envelope? What do you mean by asking me? I'll come to you. Let's have a drink in advance. What do you mean? Today or tomorrow?"

Just as He Chao was excitedly talking on the phone, almost dancing and talking about his wedding plans with Fa Xiaochang, a cement tanker truck appeared in He Chao's peripheral vision. He Chao's car was knocked out of the driveway when he was unable to dodge.

At the last moment when he closed his eyes, He Chao thought, "I really shouldn't look at my mobile phone. Playing with my mobile phone while driving will make my loved ones burst into tears."

He Chao felt that he had arrived at a high-speed rail station, which should be the station where he returned home after graduating from graduate school.

I still remember that after graduating from college, I worked in several companies, drawing pictures in a design institute, inspecting construction sites, and monitoring pipelines in boiler rooms.

I worked in confusion for three years, then went back to school to get a master's degree. I graduated more than 30 years ago.

After graduation, I returned to my hometown and took the exam to become a teacher in a vocational school. I worked there for another three years before I met my Huihui.

The past time flew past my eyes like a magic lantern, and now I was back at the station in the Imperial Capital again. "Should I go home again here? Or should I stay in the Imperial Capital and pursue seemingly broader possibilities?"

He Chao was the only one on the broad platform, and there was only one train on the tracks next to the platform. When he walked to the ticket gate next to the platform, the conductor was actually playing with his mobile phone. At this moment, He Chao really wanted to say something: playing with mobile phones is not good for your health. But he held back.

"Welcome to Alivia. It has beautiful scenery, rich magic, abundant resources, and a sparse population. It is your best choice for reincarnation." A bizarre advertisement was played on the big screen next to the ticket window.

"Are cemetery advertisements just hung at train stations these days? Don't they really feel uncomfortable?" He Chao kept complaining in his heart, but he said: "Master, hello? Are there any tickets to Huizhou? "

"No, where can I get a ticket back here?"

"Ah? No more tickets?" He Chao said, but he was thinking, "How can I be a teacher if I don't go back? How can I meet Huihui?"

"Hey, haven't I returned to my hometown yet? How do I know Huihui? Where am I?" He Chao suddenly felt conflicted. Could he have gone back to the past? Could this be a dream? If I don't get on the train home, then where am I going?

"The train is about to leave! Get on the train quickly. If you don't get on the train, there will be no trains behind." A shout came from the train stopped on the track.

He Chao didn't even continue to think, his legs kept running to the car. As soon as I boarded the carriage, the door closed and the train slowly started moving. Looking at the station heading back, He Chao breathed a sigh of relief.

"The train to Alivia has departed. There is one passenger in this train. Please make arrangements at each station along the way." A female voice kept repeating on the platform's announcement.

At the ticket counter, the conductor picked up the phone on the table: "Hello? You can't do this anymore. You can't just ask for it from us just because you're short of people..."

Need new possibilities? Then we can’t just collect them in one place!

Otherwise, we will have the Ghost Festival here in two days, and the gates of ghosts will be opened at that time. If you send a special train, there will be many possibilities..."

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