Chapter 3: If you survive a disaster, you will definitely get a make-up
Although physics no longer exists in various works, it does not prevent us from still living in a very physical world.

As a sophomore and soon-to-be junior student in the Department of Mechanical Engineering at Tianmen University, Ji Jue naturally would not question the foundation of his future livelihood, but this watch was really too weird.

There are too many things that are hard to understand. It can be said that every place reveals the weirdness of craftsmanship and design.

But he didn't dare to take it off, so he could only wait for an opportunity to wear it later... Unfortunately, so many years have passed, and he hasn't found the opportunity, but he has gotten used to wearing it.

It’s okay to blame it, but can you just throw it away?
The boy leaned back in his chair and stretched his muscles, only to find that a plate of watermelon had appeared next to the table. He turned around and saw that the others had already finished eating and were chatting. Only the youngest child, who was doing his homework, poked his head out from behind the counter, eyeing his portion covetously.

"Thank you, Mama Lu!"

Ji Jue smiled, waved the child over, and gave him half of his share.

"Xiao Ji, your…" Mother Lu suddenly remembered and slapped her head: "How is the emergency…rescuer exam going?"

"Just signed up."

"That's not right." Lu Feng reacted: "Didn't you pass the exam last year?"

"The part of the test last year was emergency first aid."

Ji Jue smiled and said, "I helped out in the extreme sports club at school for a while this year, and I wanted to take the exam for the rescue of the injured and sick. Now I'm considered a second-level lifeguard."

"is that useful?"

Lu Feng was puzzled. In his impression, lifeguards were men with big shorts sitting on a beach lounge chair, doing nothing but basking in the sun, enjoying the sea breeze and watching the waves. If they were lucky, they could also help apply sunscreen and win the admiration of customers with their skilled experience and busy nights.

But this is totally inconsistent with Ji Jue, a paper king who wishes he could break his day into 48 hours!
"You're here to help with the work, and you're going to college, and you're busy with your thesis... Why are you taking this exam? It doesn't seem to be of any use."

Upon hearing this, Mother Lu activated her skill - Mother's Glare!

In the eyes of Lu Ma, a diehard believer in the theory that learning is supreme, everything a child who studies well can do is justified. But a street urchin like Lu Feng, who failed to get into university and joined the army and then retired and stayed at home doing nothing, not only does he not make progress himself, but he actually dares to question a good child?

Could it be that my big ears are not good for you?

"I can't help it. After all, I'm unlucky."

Ji Jue laughed at himself, showing the cut on his hand that was made by the A4 paper that morning. Mother Lu was silent, looking at the scar on Ji Jue's neck for a long time, then sighed silently and said nothing more.

"Computer! Computer!"

The second girl was shocked and pointed behind Ji Jue: "The computer is smoking!"

"Wait, what the hell..."

Ji Jue was shocked and turned back to look at the documents on the desktop. Before he could take any action, the computer screen went black and there was no response.

Completely stop.

The power supply burned out.

After some inspection, Ji Jue came to the conclusion reluctantly: it was an old computer after all.

In fact, it is better to say that it is an old computer than an epic Frankenstein that Ji Jue has stitched together from various second-hand parts. After so many years of patching and replacing, the only thing left of the original computer may be the frame.

Unfortunately, the computer crashed more than once when he was doing this kind of work. Fortunately, Ji Jue developed a compulsive disorder of saving files. He always saved three copies of important files on the hard drive, cloud and mobile phone, and he would habitually press the save button every time he stopped.

If you are lucky, you will only lose a few hundred words and can just go back and rewrite them.

Instead, the computer...

Ji Jue scratched his head and decided to wait and look in the second-hand repair 'junk dump' across the street to see if there was any power supply that could still be used.

As for buying a new computer?

There is no problem with saving money, but I am afraid that I will spend all my savings for several months. I just bought a new computer and then accidentally poured a glass of water on it...

Then what else can I do except to kill the little pearl in a rage?
Anyway, he didn't dare to have any hope for his bad luck.

As far as he could remember, Ji Jue had never had good luck.

It is common to find that there is no seasoning packet when opening instant noodles, and it is natural to tear off a whole strip of skin from your hand.

In elementary school, he was the only one who was nearly abducted by human traffickers when the whole class went on a spring outing. In middle school, he was homeless and wanted to work to earn tuition, but he ran into a pyramid scheme. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and escaped in time. Later, when he came to the mainland to find a job in an auto repair shop, he accidentally walked in through the back door and was almost mistaken for a thief by Lu Feng, who had just returned from the army. He kicked him away on the spot...

It is hard to describe the blood and tears.

After all these years, he was able to survive and get into college, which was a blessing. He thought he would have a happy ending, but on the first day of school, he had just ordered a bowl of the most famous braised pork rice in the Tianmen University cafeteria and encountered a large-scale food poisoning. When he was sent to the emergency room, he was said to be almost dead...

Lu Feng was really eye-opening. He had been a soldier in the muddy Middle-earth, watching the oil fields fight and experiencing life and death for so many years, but he had never seen anyone as unlucky and tough as Ji Jue.

Even in the Yacheng city where evil spirits are rampant, it is simply a rare flower.

After the computer broke down, Ji Jue stopped tinkering with it.

Since I had nothing to do, I helped the third and youngest children with their summer homework.

He also enthusiastically and friendly recommended to Lu Ma several sets of exercise books that he had used in the past. She didn't even need to buy them, as he had his own set at home. He could just use an eraser to erase them and continue using them. There was no need to waste money at all... Hey, don't be polite. We are just neighbors. Don't be polite. I still have a set of 30 volumes of Exam King that I haven't used yet!

He successfully gained Lu Feng's awe, the second girl's shock, the third girl's fear and the youngest girl's sadness.

It's good to be helpful.

Ji Jue happily ate the melon cut by the aunt, while the youngest child, knowing that he didn't have much time left, began to cry and shout for snacks.

"I'll go buy it."

Ji Jue, the instigator, wiped his hands on his pants, enjoying the resentful gazes behind him, and said, "It's just right to get a free power supply on the way back."

"Please bring me a bottle of Coke." The second girl, who had just escaped the disaster because she had just been admitted to university, needed to calm down.

"Bring a pack of cigarettes."

Mother Lu, who was wearing reading glasses, was struggling with the account book. Without even looking up, she said, "Tell Zhang Min to put it on my account."

"Okay, thank you, Mama Lu."

Ji Jue didn't bother to be polite anymore and went out humming a song.

It was a sunny summer day, with a gentle sea breeze blowing in from afar. Even the stray dogs running around the streets were lying in the shade enjoying their leisure time. The teahouses on both sides were crowded. Amid the electric fans working hard, old men in vests were picking their feet, eating tea, and playing cards. It was as peaceful and lively as ever.

Ji Jue whistled, walked about ten meters, and bought some things at the convenience store at the corner of the street. After thinking for a while, he paid for a few popsicles for everyone.

I opened it first, took a deep breath of the cool air from the air conditioner, and immediately couldn't help but sigh in comfort. Hints of sweetness and coolness spread from my mouth.

Now even the bright sun outside is not scary anymore.

Popsicles are the best.

He went out humming a song and was about to go back to the store when he heard a shrill sound.

From behind.

On the street, a tricycle loaded with waste cardboard suddenly turned off its original track like a headless fly, drawing a huge arc. Amid the screams of the crowd, it scraped past the counter with steamers on the street, causing the counter to topple over, the steamers to slide off, and hot water to splash.

Like a raging hippopotamus.

Rushing straight towards Ji Jue!
"I hold—"

Ji Jue subconsciously bit the popsicle in his mouth into pieces. Without time to dodge, he subconsciously grabbed the handlebars with both hands and looked up at the old man pedaling the bike.

The old man's eyes were white and bloodshot, and white foam was coming out of his mouth.

It was like a sudden epileptic seizure, with violent convulsions. And then...

And I didn’t forget to pedal as hard as I could!!!
Ji Jue felt unwell.

Why bother, sir? You've been beaten so badly... Are you sure you're going to blackmail this guy today?

There was a moment of stalemate, and then the mountain of waste cardboard in the truck bed tilted under inertia, broke free from the plastic rope, collapsed, and dragged the entire tricycle sideways to the ground.

The two of them were pressed down.

All I saw was the waste cardboard shaking, and then a hand stretched out weakly from it, pushing aside the garbage that was pressing on it, and Ji Jue poked his head out, covered in dust.

Panting heavily.

Fortunately, this time the bad luck was not too troublesome.

Fortunately, it was a broken tricycle. If it was a truck, wouldn't I...

But then he heard screams all around him.

The crowd that had gradually gathered dispersed, replaced by a high-pitched roar that was so piercing that it almost shook the soul.

--trumpet!
"What's the movement?"

Ji Jue turned around hesitantly, then he felt the strong wind blowing towards him.

There was also the huge monster roaring over the street - its steel face, as ferocious as a giant beast, was covered with mud spots and loaded with mud and sand, a terrifying monster that no longer cared about the approved load capacity.

The total length is 16.5 meters and the width is 2.5 meters.

That was a Nanfeng semi-trailer...

A truck is speeding towards me! ! ! !

"What the hell..."

Ji Jue is stupid.

In this seemingly frozen moment of despair, he could already see the driver's distorted face in the driver's seat, which was even more desperate than his own.

He forgot to breathe, his hair stood on end, and he wanted to scream and shout, but it was too late for him to make a sound.

Can't hide anymore.

But what emerged in my mind was not a curse, but an indescribable confusion, bewilderment, and even... calmness.

Oh my god, what a classic plot.

Could it be that because of my good deeds, I finally got my chance to reincarnate today! ?

Wait, don’t just travel through time, is there a cheat?
Which site are we from? Is there a matching system? I heard that some authors are so shameless that they don’t even give me cheats and just put me in a hell difficulty and still insist that it’s a fun story without any torture. They are all lying. Maybe they will be abandoned in the end...

No, don't be in a hurry!
Ji Jue keenly noticed the blind spot - he was not alone here? !

Maybe it wasn't me who was reincarnated, but this old man on earth!
Wouldn't I be miserable then?

When this old man travels to another world to build a harem of beauties and beat up the devil, I wonder if he will remember that when he was blackmailing people several years ago, there was an unlucky child named Ji Jue? I wonder if he will learn from it and do more good deeds from now on.

Don't let your death be in vain.

But it seemed like his death was really in vain.

From that moment of enlightenment, Ji Jue finally understood what the endless darkness that was about to come upon him represented.

He is going to die.

dead.

Tick, tick, tick...

A clear sound, like an auditory hallucination, rang in my ears, so rhythmic, neither fast nor slow, like the footsteps of approaching death.

Can't hide.

92...97...98...

Ji Jue stared blankly at the huge truck that was approaching inch by inch, watching the locked tires rubbing against the ground, and gravel rising from the truck bed in the bumpy ride.

The engine roared and spewed flames in the cylinder, the pistons rose and fell with a roar like thunder, the brake pads and brake discs rubbed against each other, and sparks flew like rain.

99...

stop.

He wanted to say, stop it.

Please, stop, stop, stop...

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop--

他 说:

——【Stop】!!!!!!!!!!!!

click!
At that moment, the numbers on the watch dial, which had been pushed to the limit, suddenly returned to zero!
The shrill roar suddenly stopped, the strong wind died down, and a huge amount of mud and sand spurted out from the broken truck bed, sweeping across the street like a mudslide, spreading over the front of the car and flying into the sky.

Finally, it falls like fine rain.

Covering Ji Jue’s dull face.

Under the sand, he blinked his eyes and stared at the front of the car that was almost touching his nose. The front of the car was shaking and cracks were appearing, like a wail.

Then, the sound of the chassis cracking was heard. The entire truck seemed to fall apart, quickly collapsing and splitting. The broken and red-hot drive shaft pierced through the chassis, piercing through the mud and sand, and pointed diagonally towards the sky.

Ji Jue fell to the ground.

In a daze and confusion, he slowly raised his hand and touched his wet mouth and nose, only to feel blood all over his hands, a nosebleed...

There seemed to be screaming and cursing sounds all around.

The noise came slowly.

There was a child crying and shouting for his mother. His bewildered mother rushed out of the store and saw all this. She was like a mad mother bear. She pulled down the car door in anger and slapped the driver in the face without thinking.

There was another person who looked like Lu Feng. He kicked Lao Deng away, squeezed forward, and hurriedly held Ji Jue's shoulders, shouting and asking something.

But he didn't pay attention to those anymore.

The only thing that came to my mind was the sharp sound coming from the truck at the last moment.

It echoed in his brain and intuition like thunder that shook heaven and earth.

It was a mechanical roar, responding to his own words.

It said, "Yes, sir."

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