Chapter 12 Register for Heavenly Opportunity
"It's harmful. It's an eyesore. I keep thinking about marrying me off and ruining my reputation so that no one will dare to want me. Besides... I just think it's fun..."
Those relaxed words seemed like saying 'the weather is nice today' again, but the more I listened to it, the more it sounded like the quote from Neptune, 'I'm just having fun with you'.
The vibration in his pocket attracted Wen Qiao's attention. It was the sound of Wei Mo's message.
Wen Qiao opened it and looked at it. It was a greeting from the rookie editor.
Rookie: Honey, if I don’t have any Qinkui code, I will recommend it tomorrow. Remember to update more.
Qiaoque: Okay.
After a simple reply, Wen Qiao put away his phone and looked at Li Hanyu.
When I was just reading the message, this guy put his head over.
Li Hanyu was so frightened by Wen Qiao's stare that he scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Sister Wen Qiao, I didn't mean it..."
Wen Qiao: “…….”
Can I say that you came here specifically to see it? "But Sister Wen Qiao, are you writing a novel?" Li Hanyu asked. Her words attracted the attention of Han Liyao and Quan Yao. Quan Yao on the side came over and said: "Writing a novel? Come on, baby, show me... .”
Wen Qiao glanced at Quan Yao and felt that Quan Yao was very familiar to her. They had known each other for less than a few days, but they felt like they had been together for several years.
"Well, I just published a new book a few days ago, and the editor in charge will arrange it for me to be first published tomorrow." Speaking of this, Wen Qiao added: "The title of the book is "The Road". If you are interested, you can go and read it. .”
"Is it this one?" Li Hanyu had already searched the website on his mobile phone, but there was relatively little information. "It's actually a male video, so I can go check it out and cheer up Sister Wen Qiao."
"Thank you."
Afterwards, several people finished the barbecue and went back to their respective homes.
On his way home, Wen Qiao passed by the door of Tianjiji. Looking at the white marble-decorated, European-American-style building, Wen Qiao finally took steps towards Tianjiji.
The door of Tianji will be open no matter day or night. The reason for this is to provide rescue convenience for people in danger, so Tianji has rooms specially for course, accommodation is not provided for free.
The spacious, bright and magnificent hall is divided into five areas: Task area, where you place orders and receive tasks;
The registration area is where you register as a member and cancel your membership. To cancel your membership here is either death or withdrawal. Of course, the most common is the former; The guest room area provides a convenient place to stay; The rest area is equivalent to a bar. The drinks in it are not free, but there are always wealthy people enjoying themselves in the rest area, so this area is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are often fights; The last information area consists of 99 small screens and one large screen. On the big screen are two rankings, about Tianji members and super zombies.
Wen Qiao stood in front of the big screen and looked at the membership rankings. The name 'Nian' on it attracted Wen Qiao's order to protect the privacy of members, the front desk will give you a different member name when reason why this 'year' attracted Wen Qiao's attention was because the opponent suddenly jumped from ranking ninth to second. The span was so huge that it was difficult for Wen Qiao not to pay attention.
"It's actually been promoted again. Who is this year?"
"I just went to ask if it was the latest registered account or the one registered yesterday afternoon. In just one day, the ranking was refreshed."
Not far away, two casually dressed men were muttering. Fortunately, Wen Qiao had good hearing, so they could hear it even if they suppressed their voices. Looking at No. 1 on the ranking list, which was only one point away from No. 2, Wen Qiao Qiao was lost in thought for a long time before she walked to the registration person in charge of registration was a woman wearing a white shirt, a pink vest, and curly blond hair. The most attractive thing about this woman was her gorgeous makeup and curvy figure.
"Little sister, do you need any help?" The woman leaned down and asked in a gentle voice. Wen Qiao's eyes fell on the other party's pair of waves. He raised his head with some difficulty and said to the woman: "I, I want to register. ….”
The woman's eyes were slightly surprised. She looked at Wen Qiao and asked, "Have you brought your ID card?"
Wen Qiao shook his head. In his memory, Wen Qiao's ID card was in the Wen family and was being kept by his father, Shangguan that he could not go out of the city or do other things at will without an ID card, Wen Qiao had already scolded Shangguan Wei in his heart.
"Sister, I didn't bring my ID card, but I remember it, okay?" Wen Qiao said timidly, looking like a child who was inexperienced in the world. The woman looked a little weak and even persuaded: " Little sister, do you know what it means to be a member of Tianji?"
"I know, but sister, I have no money..."
"Okay, show me your ID card."
The woman did not continue to persuade. Basically, the people who come to Tianchun are from poor families. If their families have some conditions, who is willing to live a life of licking blood from a knife reporting a series of ID numbers and then a phone number, the woman asked, "Have you thought of a name?"
"I've thought about it, a bridge." Wen Qiao directly used his pen name and watched the woman typing on the keyboard. Soon, the woman said to Wen Qiao: "It's done. Go to the information area to get the new member materials. Bar."
"it is good."
The new member's supplies were a pistol and a tiny wrist computer. After performing pupil identification in the information area, Wen Qiao held the pistol and couldn't help but ask the elderly administrator, Yi Bo, who managed the information area and warehouse.
"Every member will have this pistol. What if someone else is accidentally injured?" Wen Qiao asked timidly, like a child who was well protected by his family and had no exposure to the world.
Yibo smoked an old-fashioned dry pipe and said: "This is why I want to remind you. Your identity certificate is on the pistol. You must not lose it. In addition, shooting ordinary people in the city and intentional murder will be punished by death. As for If it is accidentally injured, it will be locked up for ten and a half years at most."
Ten and a half years!
Why can Yibo talk so easily? Yibo added: "So many people will keep this pistol in their smart box... which is also the watch in your hand."
Wen Qiao was surprised. "Can this little thing collect things?"
Is the future so great?
What looks like a smartwatch can hold a pistol? This, this is somewhat similar to the storage bag used in practice in the past! Yibo: "There is a miniature storage box in the smart box, which can store some supplies, but it is mostly used to hold ammunition..."
Wen Qiao: "How big is this miniature storage box?"
Yi Bo replied: "It seems to be as big as a suitcase..."
suitcase! Fortunately, the storage box is smaller than the storage bag, but I am smart, so maybe the space will be larger in the future.
Bai: Qiao, are you still getting used to your new identity? Wen Qiao: I feel a little uncomfortable just because I have no money.
Bai (surprised): You have no money! Wen Qiao (confused): Do I look like a rich person?
(End of this chapter)
