I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 42 Am I Abroad?
In that gray world, a second pitch-black door fell from the sky and landed heavily on the gray ground with a loud bang. The words "Transcendence" slowly appeared on the door. With a click, a gap appeared on the door panel and it slowly opened. There was chaos inside the door, and Chen Qingyuan slowly walked out of the chaos...

Chen Qingyuan had the experience of the first time. After walking out the door, he immediately turned back, stretched his hand into the chaos and stirred it back and forth. Sure enough, two small golden spots of light appeared, and he scooped them up!
The light spot turned into two things in his hand, with text descriptions floating next to them.

The first light spot: [px4 pistol, supports 9mm bullets, the maximum magazine capacity is 17 bullets, it is extremely harmful to living things, and hitting vital parts may cause death. ]

The second point of light: [Guan Dao, produced by the Guandi Temple in Wandao, is unsharpened and made of stainless steel. However, in a world where the belief in the divine power of the Emperor of Heaven exists, the Guan Dao can be sharpened to cause damage to evil spirits.]

Chen Qingyuan looked at the two things in his hand, sat down on the spot, and began to recite the Shuntian Holy Mother Mantra. He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the things he had memorized would not be returned in the form of light spots, and the items he had obtained would turn into light spots and follow them to this world...

Just then, a beam of light fell from above.

Chen Qingyuan knew that it was time for him to watch the "memory video" again.

He didn't understand the purpose of watching the video, but he knew that watching the video would bring benefits. Last time, when he finished the task and watched the one-year-old memory video, his body immediately received positive feedback and felt warm. However, this method felt a bit like "watching an ad and getting a reward"...

Memories begin at the age of two.

He is very ordinary. His parents taught him to walk, and he walked around and looked around. His relatives and friends praised him for being smart and clever.

As the memory video finished playing, the two-year-old Chen Qingyuan turned into a black statue and stood still in this gray space. It separated a beam of light and entered Chen Qingyuan's body, and that warm feeling came over him again.

He had a vague guess.

He traveled from his original world... or the real world to the movie world, and his soul was worn out as if it had been squeezed through a narrow passage. But after completing the task given by this unknown thing, he could not only take away the items in the task world, but also repair and even sublimate his soul by looking at memories.

Maybe time travel is a very soul-depleting thing, and this "system" is afraid that I will die or become an idiot, so it "rewards" me in this way...

Of course, these are just his own guesses.

There is no concept of time in the gray world.

Chen Qingyuan did not feel tired or hungry.

Since he had nothing to do, he began to study the items brought from these two worlds, and accidentally discovered an interesting point, that is, if these items are damaged, in this gray world, just a thought can restore the items to the state they were just taken out of the black door...

For example, if a pistol is fired randomly and the bullets are used up, you can immediately reset it to a full magazine state.

The Guandao was used to chop the black stone door. Sparks flew everywhere and even the blade was bent, but it could be restored to its original shape immediately.

Pistols are not something that ordinary people can easily get their hands on. After Chen Qingyuan got the pistol, he read the manual and learned that he could only avoid hurting himself and fire at full power at very close range. If the distance was 20 to 30 meters or even 40 meters, the bullet's flight trajectory would deviate significantly...

Chen Qingyuan placed the Demon Subduing Pestle on the door frame of the black door and used it as a practice target. After firing a few hundred shots, he mastered some techniques and was able to hit the Demon Subduing Pestle from ten meters away. As he practiced more, the distance at which he could hit the Demon Subduing Pestle gradually increased, to fifteen meters, twenty meters, and when it reached twenty-eight meters, he felt as if his skills had reached a bottleneck.

Practice requires a combination of work and rest.

He began to practice boxing, straight punches, hooks, jabs, and various punching techniques based on the fitness videos he had watched in his original world... He didn't know if it was standard or not, but just like practicing with a pistol, with time, he could figure out some tricks, such as how to speed up the power of his punches and how to recover quickly after a punch...

He could give this set of exercises a name: Eight Exercises in Summer!
I do not know how long it has been.

Chen Qingyuan was a little tired of this monotonous way of vacation. He hoped that these black stone doors could lead to the real world. If he couldn't go back permanently, then two or three days would be fine...

Humans are social creatures that live in groups, and being lonely for too long can easily lead to neurosis.

He planned that when he arrived at the next mission world, he would take advantage of the time to "travel" while completing the mission and experience the customs and culture of the other world.

I don’t know if Heimen could sense Chen Qingyuan’s thoughts.

The second black stone door "Transformation" trembled slightly, and a small translucent vortex formed next to it. Chen Qingyuan stretched his muscles and stood on the vortex. He stretched out his hand and patted the stone door lightly and said, "Let's go."

The vortex suddenly grew larger, enveloping Chen Qingyuan and disappearing in an instant...

……

Farm, Florida, USA.

Chen Qingyuan stood in the sun, looking at the vast cotton fields and fell into deep thought. There were at least several acres of land. Could it be that the mission this time was to pick cotton...

He quickly rolled up his sleeves to check... Fortunately, it was yellow. He fumbled in his pocket and took out the phone. Sure enough... the phone had changed again, from the new fruit phone to a straight-screen button phone. Although it had a color screen, the pixels visible to the naked eye looked a bit off.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in his forties ran over from a distance and shouted loudly: "Who are you and what are you doing breaking into my farm!"

He also had a shotgun slung behind him.

Seeing the attire and the English, Chen Qingyuan immediately realized that he had come to the free United States filled with sweet air. He quickly raised his hands and replied in English: "Sorry, friend, I am a traveler who likes to travel around the world. This cotton field is so beautiful. I was wondering what kind of excellent farmer could grow such excellent quality cotton. I didn't expect you to come..."

The opponent has a shotgun and the distance is far. The shotgun bullets are large, so there is no need to aim specifically. A random shot will bring out bullets like flowers and some will definitely hit you.

Chen Qingyuan tactfully said that he had no ill intentions and was not a murderer. How could he just pull out a gun and shoot at will? It was too barbaric...

It is definitely not because the grasping distance exceeds 28 meters.

The farmer saw Chen Qingyuan's appearance and skin color clearly, and he was obviously relieved when he asked, "Are you an immigrant, or a native from a country in the east?"

Chen Qingyuan replied: "I didn't immigrate, I just like traveling around the world."

The farmer saw the backpack on his back, and then looked at his fair and tender skin and smiled, "You are exposed to the wind and sun every day, you don't look like someone who travels around the world! But it doesn't matter, as long as you have no bad intentions, you are a friend. Just now when you were standing there, I thought you were born evil... cough cough, I almost looked for the whip all over the ground."

(End of this chapter)