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Chapter 7 Mysterious Space

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    There are four beds in the staff dormitory where Feng Jun is located, one of which is unoccupied and has only two roommates: Zhao Hongqi and Qin Tao.

    Both of them are younger brothers in the club. The relationship between Zhao Hongqi and Feng Jun is a bit tense. Qin Tao has a character that cannot be beaten with three sticks. Except during working hours, he likes to hang out in Internet cafes and play games. He is a nerd.

    However, although Qin Tao likes to go to Internet cafes, he never stays up late at night, he just comes back very late.

    He is a native of Zhengyang, and his relationship with Feng Jun is also very normal.

    Feng Jun looked at the empty farm, then at the two sleeping people, and curled his lips angrily - these two people were very suspicious, butthey were two people, and it was impossible to determine which one was more suspicious.

    In short, this is what it is like to be at the bottom. All kinds of dirty thoughts, ugly faces, and despicable behaviors will be exposed without concealment.

    Harming others but not benefiting oneself?  This is so normal.

    Feng Jun sighed silently, there was no way, who didn¡¯t set a password for his screen saver?

    But the next moment, his eyes lit up: Since holding the grass is tiring, eradicating the grass is also a good choice.

    For a moment, he forgot that maybe he could collect the grass with his right hand.

    In short, this incident did not affect his mood too much. After leaving the dormitory, he went to have a big breakfast. He ate until the fried dough sticks were piled in his throat, and then he put down the bowl and chopsticks with satisfaction.

    If you want to enter the farm to explore the rules, it is really a manual job.

    Ignoring the surprised look from the stall owner, he bought another breakfast for Xiao Li, and Shi Shiran came to the club.

    He didn¡¯t come last night. The area he was responsible for was cleaned very clean. Feng Jun walked around and found that Xiao Li hadn¡¯t arrived yet, so he strolled to the employee locker room.

    Liu Shuming had already arrived. When he saw him coming in, his face suddenly darkened. After a while, he asked with a dark face, "Did you break my charger?"

    Feng Jun gave him a blank look and said nothing. He took out his cell phone and started drawing by himself.

    Liu Shuming was so angry that he turned blue, but he did not dare to ask any more questions. He could only spit fiercely, "Young face, do you really think you are a serious person?"

    This is a bit of an allusion to the relationship between Feng Jun and Sister Hong, but he didn¡¯t name her, and Feng Jun¡¯s skin color is not fair, just not dark. He is called a pretty boy, probably because he has a higher education level.

    Feng Jun didn¡¯t care about the other party¡¯s innuendo. He put his left hand on the table and tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously. Then he put his mobile phone on the table and used his left finger to tap on the blank space of the screen.

    He knew that he couldn¡¯t click on QQ Farm with his left hand, and he didn¡¯t even dare to click on other icons, but nothing would go wrong if he clicked on a blank space on the screen, right?

    This kind of behavior is too idle, and as the old saying goes - much ado about nothing!

    So the next moment, Feng Jun was in tragedy. He was surprised to find that he had entered a strange space.

    This is a wasteland, and everything you see is gravel, as if you are in the Gobi Desert.

    He looked up and saw that there was a sun in the sky, but it was extremely big, more than twice as big as the normal sun. Looking further into the distance, he could see mountain peaks and faint green.

    But the place he was in was desolate, with no plants, no animals, not even insects. There were just endless gravels and gusts of biting cold wind.

    Feng Jun was stunned for a while, and then whispered softly, "Nima, I still I'm really short-handed."

    If he wants to go out at this moment, he should be able to exit easily. However, since he is already here, he plans to walk around and see what is going on here.

    As for saying that he entered the mobile phone under Liu Shuming's nose, it doesn't matter. It's too late to regret now. Anyway, after entering here, time outside should have stopped.

    He looked around again and found that there were distant mountains and faint green in what seemed to be the east. Looking very closely, it seemed that there were also some relatively neat buildings.

    "Then let's go and take a look. Feng Jun raised his feet and walked towards the east. He had enough breakfast, so he didn't have to worry about physical strength for the time being.

    However, it¡¯s not for nothing that you can¡¯t run away from a mountain. After walking for almost three hours, he finally got a little closer. At this time, he could vaguely see the rows of buildings.  It's a house.

    Will there be anyone in this house?  Feng Jun's brows furrowed. According to the writing method of online novels, he had to hide his figure at this time and be wary of people appearing around the house.Instead of going to the cafeteria to eat, I went to the Fly Restaurant for the third time in three days.

    This time he didn¡¯t eat as much as the previous two times, but the boss didn¡¯t care about it. He just said out loud when paying the bill, ¡°Have you grown taller recently?¡±

    "Tall?" Feng Jun glanced sideways at him, nodded with a smile, "Twenty-three, run around maybe."

    In fact, he had a similar feeling, feeling that he was a little taller.

    "You must have grown taller," the boss nodded and spoke with great certainty, "Originally you were as tall as me, but now you are a little taller than me."

    People with similar stature can most directly feel the changes in each other's height.

    "Really?" When Feng Jun heard about it, his interest increased greatly. Among Chinese people, his height of 1.73 meters is actually not considered low.

    However, now everyone regards height as beauty. Even two days ago, Wang Haifeng said that being 1.75 meters tall is nothing more than a third-class disability.

    That guy is 1.81 meters tall. Of course there is no pressure to say this.

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