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First Acquaintance with Space Chapter 66 Nightmare and Awakening

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    Ping An, who had been doing experiments in the laboratory for a long time, dragged his tired body back to his small home by bus. It was not that Ping An was reluctant to drive his new car, nor was Ping An afraid that the secret of car modification would be discovered.

    There is almost no change in the appearance of the new Mercedes-Benz. Ping An does not drive mainly because he is afraid that he will accidentally die from fatigue driving after he has just successfully built a new base, so Ping An still chooses to take public transportation.

    The seemingly simple and ridiculous reason shows Ping An's cautious and cautious attitude towards life, and it is this attitude that allows Ping An to develop safely and quickly after gaining space instead of exposing some secrets and conducting experiments.

    After getting off the bus, Ping An slowly walked back home. He reluctantly cheered up and took a shower. He checked as usual and found nothing abnormal before lying down on the bed and falling asleep again.

    I don¡¯t know what happened, but in front of me was Zhao Dong¡¯s engagement party in the guild hall. Ping An hurriedly went to Zhao Dong and said a few words. After finding that nothing happened, he went to check the safety equipment in person.

    Fortunately, everything was normal, which allowed Ping An to help entertain the guests with peace of mind. But then something unexpected happened, and Huang Mao and Sven started to fight with many familiar faces.

    Ping An suddenly became angry for some reason. He went up and kicked one of them with all his strength. One of them was immediately kicked to the ground, but this made Ping An tremble. When Ping An looked up, he saw that this person was actually the wretched man who had been killed by him during the night attack.  !

    For a moment, this wretched man who could never get up jumped up, pointed at Ping An and shouted, "That's him! That's him!" Ping An looked behind him and saw that they were several police officers!  Exposed?  !

    Ping An turned his head and prepared to find a hidden place to enter the space to hide, but he tripped and fell. Ping An pushed his body up hard, and his hands were soft.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Isn¡¯t?this the man who killed the shemale that he killed?  !  Ping An felt nauseous, and saw the shemale man suddenly opened his eyes, "Yo! Do you still remember me?" As he spoke, he pulled out a thin needle from his neck.

    Ping An immediately vomited and pushed the transvestite away. With his head a bit covered, he ran straight out. This time, another one-legged bald man jumped out of the diagonal stab with a pistol in his hand and made a "pop" sound.

    It was as if he had seen a spinning bullet. He didn't care about so many dangers and exposure issues, so he had to duck into the space to escape. At this time, a feeling of suffocation suddenly came.

    "Ugh! Ugh!"

    Opening his eyes, Ping An lay down on the bed and vomited directly. It turned out that it was just a nightmare. Ping An wiped the sweat from his forehead, his limbs were still a little weak, and he slowly got up to clean up the vomit.

    After finishing the hygiene, Ping An took a deep breath and exhaled. He took out a bottle of frozen mineral water from the refrigerator and drank it down. The coldness and tingling in his stomach reminded him that it was just a dream and there was no need to worry about it anymore.  panic.

    Next, I took a cold shower to get rid of the cold sweat all over my body. I opened the bedroom window to ventilate and remove the odor. Ping An carried the ice water to the living room, sat on the sofa and let out a breath.

    He took out the dagger he picked up a few days ago, subconsciously?  Psychological effect?  Ping An guessed that it was absolutely impossible for him to have the ability to predict, and the dream just now was too ridiculous to happen.

    Is it really a psychological problem left over from the murder?  He was indeed a bit too kind. He calmed down his thoughts and concentrated on looking at the dagger.

    If it can really give you some hints, the hints will immediately appear in your consciousness. If not, your psychological problems have exploded and you need to make serious adjustments.

    The result, of course, was that Ping An thought too much. How could the legendary ultimate skill of prediction befall him? Ping An calmed down and thought about reading in space in the next few days.

    Ping An took out his tablet, switched to semi-intelligent mode and added the task of reading a book. After drinking the water in the bottle, he suddenly felt a little hungry.

    How can you not be hungry?  I woke up in the morning and hurried to the laboratory without having time to have breakfast. When I came back, I was tired and sleepy from last night's work and went straight to bed.

    ¡°I was vomiting just now because the nightmare was too disgusting, so of course I¡¯m hungry now.

    Smelling the vague smell of stomach acid in the air, Ping An also gave up the idea of ??cooking at home, and Ping An didn't want to find space to eat and prepare to go out for a meal.

    I dressed up carefully. Although I didn¡¯t wear makeup, the bloodshot eyes finally subsided after a few hours of sleep during the day.

    ?Ping An took his wallet and went downstairs to eat in the same small restaurant. Maybe it was out of nostalgia, but Ping An still came here.

      The boss is still the same boss, and the wife of the boss is still the same. Neither of them forgot about Ping An because he hadn't been here recently, but directly served the meals that Ping An used to eat.

    "Is there something on your mind, little brother? I haven't seen you during this time, is there something wrong?" Ping An didn't talk about the nightmare just now. After all, the word "recognize" here is just familiar.

    "Well, something small happened, and the pressure is a bit high," Ping An said after finishing the food in his mouth, "Hey! There is no way to finish this matter. Although they all say that with great ability comes great responsibility, but I watched  It¡¯s better to do what you can.¡± The boss, who seemed to be a fan of American blockbusters, sat down after seeing that there weren¡¯t many people around.

    "Look at me, even though I have no skills in my life, I still have a good wife and children. What's not enough? I just try my best in everything. There is no need to put too much pressure on me," the boss said in a long voice.

    "What nonsense are you talking about again? Why don't you hurry up and start cooking? I didn't see another customer coming to the door!" The landlady called the boss back with a satisfied smile, and several people came in to eat.

    After listening to the boss¡¯s nonsense words, I really gained some insights. I really don¡¯t need to dwell on these issues. Since the space is in my hands, it means that I am the most suitable person. What else is there to worry about?

    As for the issue of killing, I have not killed many people, but each of them violated their own interests. Ping An has no intention of becoming a murderer, but it is also tantamount to being a good person.

    It suddenly dawned on me to understand the peace of mind. I picked up the cup in my hand and raised it to the boss who gave me some advice as an expression of respect.

    Sure enough, I still have too little experience. After finishing my meal and paying the bill, I thought to myself that I was really alone. I needed to go out and socialize with more people to gain more experience. It felt better to be surrounded by friends.

    Ping An couldn¡¯t help but miss the days when everyone got together to eat and drink before he had no space. He took out his phone and checked the date. Fortunately, we can get together again after a while.

    Dispelling unnecessary thoughts, Ping An quickly returned home. He opened the window just now, hoping that there would be no thieves. Ping An quickly arrived at the gate of the community.

    Unfortunately, he hit the nail on the head again, the fat security guard in front of him was suppressing a person who looked like a thief.

    "Mr. Hu, you are back. Go and see if something is missing. We just caught a thief. Go and have a look," the fat security guard said.

    Looking at the evasive thief, Ping An suddenly had a bad feeling.  PS: The second update is for reading late at night.  .  .

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