I can travel to the past and the future

He didn't know if he could find the gold bracelet, but he wanted to go and see; working was just too hard.

In an instant, he saw the surrounding spacetime stretching apart, transforming into an endless river of time.

But this time it was quick, after all, it was only five minutes back in time, and it was probably not far ahead.

As the scenery changed, Qiao Yuan found himself in a dark and damp black market.

He was very familiar with this place; it was just two floors below the floating building opposite the Moon Community.

It is named Donghu Building after Yang Donghu, a well-known local real estate tycoon.

Like Mr. Du's grocery store, which originally opened here, he later made money and opened a new one elsewhere.

Qiao Yuan is now standing at the edge of the fence, with a blank area of ​​more than three or four hundred meters below, with only the hovercars speeding back and forth and the faint white mist generated by the operation of the factory in the distance.

The wind blew by in the middle of summer midnight, cool and refreshing.

Most floating structures are like this, resembling isolated islands in the sky, connected by numerous aerial passageways.

Of course, many floating buildings are closely connected, like the Starry Sky Commercial District.

They are all large areas of densely packed buildings, forming a complex and layered integrated commercial district.

A similar area exists in the Meilin Department Store district, about one kilometer away, covering an area equivalent to nearly twenty stadiums, and consisting of seven large floating megastructures.

His and Yan Baobao's previous school, Huanxi State No. 1 High School, was nearby, in one of Huanxi State's central business districts.

Next to Qiao Yuan was an open-air bar with a flashing pink sign.

A five-meter-long silver glass bar counter, with seven or eight adjustable and rotating round stools in front of it, and three tables outside.

It's a small place, perfect for passersby to grab a drink and have a good time.

Those two brothers were drinking just now.

The burly younger brother of the blond man fiddled with a gold bracelet in his hand, muttering, "Brother, the Zero Alliance has a hierarchical structure. This time, they've caused trouble for the Legalist Heavy Industries Kunnan factory. We're just paying to be cannon fodder. Sigh, I still want to get married. We've been in the Alliance for two years, and it's still not that easy..."

"Shut up! What nonsense are you spouting? The Alliance is the hope that Lord Caesar gave us. That shitty Legalist Heavy Industry has no medical care whatsoever. They just exploit us until we're useless, then make us spend money to buy their prosthetic bodies, ultimately turning us into puppets living in symbiosis with machines. We even provide them with free brain computing power," the blond middle-aged man cursed, downing his whiskey in one gulp. He then shook his head, got up, and left along the edge of the stairs.

The burly younger brother, playing with the gold bracelet, followed after them, tipsy.

While going up the stairs, affected by several hovercars whizzing by, my fingertips wobbled, and the gold bracelet accidentally fell onto the stairs, then bounced a few times and landed at the bottom of the stairwell.

At that moment, Qiao Yuan rushed down the stairs, following the trajectory of the gold bracelet as it fell. He ran up four floors before discovering that the bracelet had finally fallen into the trash can at the bottom of the stairs.

No wonder those two weren't found!

A blond man's shout came from upstairs, and the big guy went downstairs to search, but found nothing.

Qiao Yuan watched with great interest, and as the river of time flowed before him, he gradually returned to reality.

Although it's midnight and there are few pedestrians on the street, I still have to go early, since it happened just 6 minutes ago.

He licked his lips excitedly and hurried down the stairs ahead, quickly reaching the location where he had lost the item, based on his memory.

He looked around and saw a few homeless people lying on the ground and a couple deeply in love in the distance.

He took a deep breath, then reached into the trash can and rummaged around for a bit before taking out the gold bracelet and stuffing it into his pocket.

It's a bit dirty, but it's done!

With such incredible abilities, why would you need to work?

From now on, all I need to do is wander around the streets and listen to the various conversations of passersby.

Qiao Yuan is now filled with strong hope for the future, even more excited than if he had entered Galaxy University.

The combination of past and future timelines is enough to create endless possibilities.

After going up the stairs, he walked towards the Moon Community and exchanged the money at the pawn shop at the entrance.

The shop assistant nodded slightly to him, took the gold bracelet, played with it for a few moments, and then scanned it with the testing equipment.

The clerk then said, "This isn't pure gold. The price of gold has dropped to 130 yuan per gram due to the multiverse invasion. So, it'll be 1046 old Federal Dollars for you. How about that?"

Qiao Yuan nodded without hesitation. Earning a thousand in one go was too good to pass up!

His job at the funeral hotel was already considered high-paying, but he still had to watch surveillance footage for 20 consecutive hours every day to earn a thousand.

But they're worse than cattle and horses, completely inhuman, and now they make a thousand every five minutes!

So, let's set a small goal first.

Speedrun tuition is 60,000 yuan!

[HSBC Pawnshop transferred 1046 Old Federal Dollars, bringing the total account balance to 242085 Dollars.]

Seeing the money arrive in his account, Qiao Yuan walked into the 24-hour convenience store next door with satisfaction.

He bought a meat curry bento box and a can of chilled Sprite.

I haven't been home for many days.

The baby is out on missions almost every day, so there's probably not much food left at home.

Actually, convenience stores also offer expensive martial arts nutrition meals, which cost ten times more than regular synthetic meat bento boxes and are said to be beneficial to physical health, but they are currently out of stock.

Qiao Yuan unscrewed the lid of the chilled Sprite can and took a big, satisfying gulp.

When I went out again, the August night rain was drizzling down, like a long-awaited rain.

It really did rain.

It seems like it's been almost half a month since I last downloaded it.

At the entrance of the residential area, one can see many people who are physically haggard and have been implanted with a large number of prosthetics, or even who live entirely in a virtual world.

This is everyday life outside the city.

Most people find it difficult to maintain their health year-round through fresh air and filters, because it's too expensive.

Most ordinary people only earn a few thousand yuan a month, which is simply not enough to afford such consumption.

Ultimately, they can only keep abandoning their physical bodies, implanting cheap prosthetics from the black market, and living in the virtual kingdom of the metaverse.

Young people are fine, especially children, who are still growing.

However, it is extremely fatal for martial artists. Long-term exposure to air pollution makes it difficult to maintain physical fitness, and spirituality cannot grow.

Simply put, if you're just an ordinary person living outside the main city, you don't need to buy any fresh air.

However, if you want to change your fate and get ahead, you must buy it, and buy it frequently, at least once a week, for fresh air and impurity filtration products.

Fresh air costs 1000 yuan, and there are also spiritual atomic air services that cost two or three thousand yuan.

The impurity filtration agent costs 1500 yuan, and there are also flagship models with better effects.

That is to say, the basic expenses in this area usually cost at least 10,000 yuan per month.

It's very expensive.

Therefore, loans from giant corporations are prevalent; if you want to practice martial arts, you have to take out a loan, and the higher your talent, the higher the loan amount.

The capital to devour people without spitting out the bones!

Fortunately, the baby is a genius, and he won scholarships all over the place in junior high and high school.

He occasionally took some money, and with the help of loans, he managed to survive until the end of the college entrance examination.

Moreover, for loans from large corporations, each person's value is limited; if someone is just an ordinary person, they won't be able to borrow too much.

Every investment by capitalists is for greater and more substantial returns.

We need to make money!

Only 60,000 yuan is left.

This 300,000 yuan tuition fee is only for one year of Galaxy University; it will be paid again in the second year.

This world is very cruel, but fortunately, it is no longer what it used to be.

He lives in Unit 3, 49th floor of the Moon Community, but it is not actually divided into different buildings.

They are all housed in a huge floating building, with only the central garden being open-air, similar to the ancient Fujian-style earthen buildings.

The surrounding area is a network of glass-enclosed walkways that connect to other floating structures.

Ding! The rusty elevator doors creaked open, releasing a scent of photinia.

Qiao Yuan frowned slightly, glancing at the spots in the corner out of the corner of his eye...

Tsk~

I bet it was that thrill-seeking couple downstairs who did it in the elevator again.

There were also a lot of paper bags, cigarette butts, condoms, and discarded prosthetic parts on the ground.

The broken screen and graffiti in the elevator, the blue fluorescent tubes overhead flickering slightly, as if they might suddenly go out with a bang.

But that's just how Happy State is; it exudes a cyberpunk decay, with garbage everywhere and dazzling neon lights always being its defining characteristics.

It's already 1 a.m.

Two minutes later, Qiao Yuan wrinkled his nose and stepped out of the dirty elevator.

He raised his hand and pressed on the door of room 4912. Two lines of light blue holographic text immediately popped up on the door.

[Biological DNA code verification passed.]

Welcome home, host.

When they rented the apartment, they linked a biometric code to it, and both his and Yan Bao's codes could be used to unlock it.

Upon arriving home, the motion-sensor lights, starting from the entryway, quickly turned on one by one, their soft yellow glow illuminating the entire house.

A faint scent of a young girl quickly entered his nostrils.

That's the baby's natural scent.

Even though the man wasn't there, a faint fragrance lingered, proving that this house hadn't had a man in a long time.

On the living room wall, there are many framed photos, all of which are pictures of him and Yan Baobao.

From childhood in the orphanage to junior high, high school, and holiday outings.

Even as a child, Yan Baobao was adorable. He was particularly proud and protective of his own, and he helped chase away many bad kids his age. He was very strong.

Sure enough, as the baby grew up, his talent became more and more amazing, even geniuses had to bow down in his presence.

He looked at the framed photos on the wall, his eyes filled with memories of the past.

Then I went to the balcony to bring in the baby's clothes; the rain was getting heavier.

[Beep beep, it's Hu Tu calling.]

"Huh? This time?"

Hutu was his best friend; his family was very wealthy and ran a business.

She is already very talented, although she can't compare to Yan Baobao, she is still considered one of the geniuses.

They were very lucky this year; all three of them were admitted to Galaxy University, mainly because they filled out their applications well.

He answered his phone while eating, and Hu Tu's excited voice came from the other end: "Hey Qiao Yuan, wasn't the class reunion postponed before? It's finally been finalized. Class representative Qin Xue told me it's set for 8 PM on the 8th, which is five days from now, at the Sihai Music Restaurant on the top floor of the Meilin Building. Are you free then?"

"Oh, a class reunion?" Qiao Yuan thought for a moment and nodded, "Don't worry, I'm going home."

"That's great! If you can't make up the last few tens of thousands, I'll help you. Is it even human to work 20 hours a day? You've already gotten into Galaxy University, bro."

"I heard that after the college entrance exam, there were quite a few hidden talents in the class. Jiang Qi, oh my god, I heard that his family knows a senior executive of the [Twilight Group] and is planning to throw money into it. And Charles is even more important. Isn't his family a fallen noble family from the main city? I heard that they are going back."

"Thanks, it's nothing," Qiao Yuan said with relief. "I'm going to sleep now, we'll talk again when I wake up."

Hu Tuyi had said this before, but he has never liked borrowing money since he was a child, and he would never do it again now.

Jiang Qi and Charles had a casual relationship in high school. He had no interest in these kinds of gatherings; they were just for showing off.

However, he remembered that Charles, as a fallen nobleman, possessed a unique method of self-improvement passed down among the nobility!

This will allow the other person to advance to the first level of sublimation as early as Yan Baobao, showing great potential.

We should go; it's free money if we don't take it.

However, it must be nearby to serve as a time anchor, which is currently inaccessible.

"Okay, I'll wait for you, bro."

After ending the call, Qiao Yuan quickly finished his meal, then reached out and picked up a breathing mask from the wall behind the sofa.

It was a rusty, silver-gray metal circular panel embedded in the wall, with two breathing masks hanging on it and an A4-sized touchscreen.

This is standard housing outside Silvermoon City, similar to the heating pipes used in ancient times during winter. It is supplied by Legalist Heavy Industries and provides a "fresh air" service for 1000 Old Federal Credits each time.

Each service lasts half an hour and involves a thorough lung cleansing while wearing a breathing mask.

In fact, the purpose of fresh air is to help the body remember this feeling, to remember that the air is clean and not polluted, and to remember that the air makes the body feel good and not uncomfortable.

If you had the money, it would be best to enjoy it once a day, but unfortunately it's too expensive.