I just traveled to this world and learned about the existence of immortal cultivators.
Lin Yuan was actually quite excited.
Now that I have come to another world, by virtue of my status as a time traveler, I will naturally stir up the situation and live up to my experience in this world.
But when he knew that once he practiced the skills of immortal cultivators, it would be very easy for those cultivators of the same origin to occupy his body, and his original consciousness would completely dissipate.
"This immortal... even a dog can't cultivate!"
Lin Yuan is now looking forward to releasing people from the quarantine area as soon as possible.
I heard that those residual consciousnesses are whispering in the spiritual energy all day long, telling the wonders of the method of cultivating immortals.
Of course, ordinary people cannot hear their whispers.
But now that so many people are quarantined together, what if there is someone among them who is born with a near-spiritual body...
People with this physique are naturally close to spiritual energy, and they can hear those miraculous techniques.
There is actually nothing wrong with the technique, it is very miraculous.
But precisely because of its miraculous power... no one who has heard the exercises can control themselves from practicing them.
It was as if Zhen Zhibing saw the little dragon girl who was tapping her acupuncture points.
Could he not know that there would be endless troubles if he fell in love with her?
From this point of view, quarantine seems safe.
But is the quarantine area itself not a high-risk area?
Lin Yuan specially saves toilet paper every day and makes two simple paper balls to plug his ears. He is not sure if it is useful, but it is the best he can do.
Fortunately, this isolation seems to be difficult to last...
After all, thousands of people were eating, drinking, and eating, and the officials couldn't stand it.
The next day, after routine inspection.
The announcement loudspeaker directly announced that everyone should return to their square warehouse, pack their luggage, and then wait for the staff to lead them out.
Everyone must wait quietly and do not leave the isolation room without permission, disrupt order, etc.
When he heard the news, Lin Yuan was surprised to see through the narrow window on the door that the staff had begun to dismantle the daily utensils in an orderly manner.
Is quarantine over?
In fact...
Quarantine is indeed over.
Although you can't see the outside from the room, you can hear the messy footsteps, as well as the surprise and rapid footsteps when the closed door next door is opened by swiping a card.
Two hours later.
It was Lin Yuan's turn.
The procedures are very formal.
First, I went through the quarantine compensation procedures.
There is compensation for isolation, and the compensation will be based on the average salary of the Xuan Dynasty, which is one hundred and fifty yuan a day!
After a month and a half, there will be six to seven thousand funds.
It's a considerable fortune.
Especially for Lin Yuan, who knew that he had no support at all and his parents were both dead, this money was even more important.
And it wasn't until after the money was received that I was told...
He has successfully passed the final test.
It turns out that the entire process area is filled with sensors, which can clearly sense the heartbeat and blood flow rate of people in the room.
Naturally, the instinctive reactions of people who are about to be freed after being quarantined are different from those who are about to regain their freedom because they have hidden secrets in their hearts.
There is no doubt that Lin Yuan passed the test.
It actually frightened Lin Yuan Xiao... There is such a skill?
Insidious enough.
However, taking advantage of the fact that they attached so much importance, Lin Yuan made the request very seriously.
"Can you please give me a few more test strips to test the contamination level?"
Lin Yuan smiled very humbly, and paired with his extraordinarily fair face and innocent yet stupid eyes, he looked extremely trusting.
"After I go back, I can test myself from time to time to see when it will decrease..."
"It's useless, the pollution level will only increase, not decrease!"
The staff's attitude was very good, but their tone was very firm, "There will be pollution because you have contact with the residual consciousness of the immortal cultivators, whether directly or indirectly, but don't worry too much, your pollution level has always been stable, as long as you Be careful and make sure your pollution level does not exceed level nine, and it will basically not affect your normal life!"
"Then can you give me a copy of my personal information?"
Lin Yuan was not surprised to be rejected, but instead took the opportunity to propose what he really wanted.
He said: "I can pay for it! It doesn't mean anything else. My parents are no longer here. They left in a hurry. They didn't tell me a lot of personal information. It's rare that you helped me check in such detail during this quarantine. Leave it to me." One copy will also be convenient for me to fill in the application information in the future, otherwise I won’t even know which district I belong to.”
"Okay, if you want one, I'll give you one. I'll just print out a new copy of your relevant information myself. It won't cost you anything. As for the test paper... I'll give you two as well. It's useless. Keep them for later." A collection to commemorate this time of isolation would also work.”
Maybe it’s because the quarantine is over, and even the staff who have been suffering with them are particularly easy to talk to.
This allowed Lin Yuan to get what he wanted.
Following the two heavily armed protection personnel who looked like special forces, they walked out of the checkpoints in the quarantine area.
Outside is a huge playground, filled with vehicles or airships of various grades parked in order.
It should be the family members of the quarantined personnel who received the news who came to pick them up.
But these have nothing to do with Lin Yuan...
Lin Yuan was carrying a huge luggage bag and took out his personal information. His address was clearly marked at the top.
Linyuan, No. 289, Wenchang Street, Shengli Road, Qinghua City!
"It will be easier if you have an address."
Lin Yuan walked out with his bag on his back.
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Two hours later.
Following the address, Lin Yuan entered the courtyard of a row of old apartment buildings.
The yard is not small, but extremely narrow and dirty.
The courtyard from upstairs was filled with charging flying wires, tangled and tangled, like a dense spider web. Originally, there were still people to take care of it, but it was said that someone in the apartment wanted to commit suicide by jumping off the building last time. As a result, he was killed during the fall. The wires were tangled up in a ball, and he narrowly escaped with his life.
Then those households can fly more confidently.
As everyone's quarantine ends.
The old community has also begun to become noisy.
Lin Yuan ignored these inmates and climbed up the steps to the fifth floor.
The stairs leading to the roof on the left and the door on the opposite side were sealed by iron railings, creating a one-square-foot entrance.
The originally narrow old building was divided into half and became a private space with the opposite door. The remaining space was only enough for Lin Yuan to open the door halfway.
Come in.
Because it is an old-fashioned building, there are no windows in the living room, and the balcony faces out from the auxiliary bedroom.
The living room was gloomy and the lights had to be turned on even during the day.
But the advantage of this kind of old-fashioned building is that there are almost no public stalls, and the area is generally relatively large. With three bedrooms and one living room, the area is much larger than the 140 square meters of a normal building.
It's a pity that the old building is not valuable and cannot be sold at a high price.
Lin Yuan curled his lips in dissatisfaction. He lived in this old building before he traveled through time, and he still lived in this old building after traveling through time...
Did I travel through time in vain?
But compared to being captured as an alienated monster, this is already the best outcome.
Throwing away his luggage, he rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning.
The room was neatly arranged before.
It's just that no one has lived in it for more than a month, so it's a little dusty, so just wipe it off and it'll be fine.
after an hour.
After finishing everything, Lin Yuan was not idle. He went to the auxiliary bedroom and turned on the computer to check the background information of this world.
Time travel was not his original intention.
But life is like rape. If you can't resist, you can only enjoy it.
Get to know the background of this world as soon as possible...
It can be considered as adding some lubricant to this process.
Lin Yuan didn't believe it. Now that there is a system for cultivating immortals, and now the cultivators are still being chased like rats crossing the street...
Then there must be other powerful cultivation systems in this world.
He, Lin Yuan, came to this world once.
How can we still be as inactive as in the previous life?
There are also various information about the predecessor, social relationships, etc...
It would be great if I could find the diary.
Lin Yuan fell into rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
Half an hour later...
The fact that the diary was not found proves that the original protagonist was a serious person and had no habit of keeping a diary at all.
But he discovered something even more terrifying.
A thin booklet filled with a lot of information about meditation, cultivation, returning to one's origin, etc.
And there are four big characters written at the beginning.
"The Secret of Nayuan"!
The true method of cultivating immortality.
It was carefully stuck under the bed bottom board. It was not a coincidence. Even Lin Yuan himself would have difficulty discovering it.
Lin Yuan held the book with a dull look on his face...
Good guy, I have been in isolation for so long, and the source is actually me?
