Duan Wenjun originally thought that the box would contain at least the weapons he often carried in his previous life.
Sniper rifle, Desert Eagle pistol, and his favorite military spur.
Of course, there is also a power bank that can be used for charging, and you can turn it into a small bomb.
However, when he opened the lid of the box, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Sniper rifle, no.
Desert Eagle, no.
There is no military assassin either.
What hit me head on was a disgusting musty smell.
Duan Wenjun couldn't help being stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
what is this?
I don't know what was originally placed in the left corner of the box, but it has now turned into a pool of black slime.
That disgusting stench came from that pool of mucus.
Next to the slime was a half-cut corn that had several inches of black mold growing on it.
On the right side of the box are several plastic bags.
Almost everything inside the plastic bag had become moldy and rotten, turning into a black mess.
Seeing the horrible scene inside the box, Jiang Shuying frowned slightly and spoke first, "Mr. Duan, is it a gift given to you by the old god? It's broken..."
Duan Wenjun suddenly felt that he was in trouble.
When I saw the box in my previous life, I thought I could get the contents of the box in my previous life and become invincible...
Thinking that I have traveled through time for so long, it seems that I have always been a little frustrated, and now I can finally be as popular as the characters in the novel...
However, he never expected that God would be so unfair and play such a huge joke on him.
Yan Xiaohua on the side seemed to feel that the situation was a little bad.
His brows were furrowed, "Mr. Duan, what did the old god leave you? It's a pity that after decades, we are really..."
At this point, he let out a long sigh.
"Isn't it like this? It's a matter of divine objects, and there's no way to think of a solution?" Mrs. Yinhua also became a little frustrated.
Duan Wenjun didn't answer, but squatted down, ignoring the mess inside the box, and reached out to rummage inside.
However, his originally troubled heart finally relaxed as he searched.
Because not all the seemingly messy boxes are filled with things that cannot be used.
At least, he has seen some hope.
Among those plastic bags, he had found a small power bank with a data cable inside.
If you are lucky, there may still be some power in it. Maybe you can recharge that mobile phone that is regarded as a sacred object.
Although the hope is slim, at least there is hope.
Moreover, he actually found several partially moldy potatoes in a plastic bag.
Perhaps, there is still a chance to cut off the good part and try to cultivate it.
Also, on the half of the corn that has become moldy, there are still three corns with just a trace of mold. Maybe there is a chance to grow them...
If you can grow corn and potatoes in this world, and then find a way to cultivate them in large quantities, it may be another peak in your life.
Thinking of this, Duan Wenjun's face suddenly showed a bright smile.
He didn't touch the things inside, he just took out the bag containing the power bank and closed the box. "We may not have a chance."
Everyone's eyes fell on the white, palm-sized box in his hand.
Duan Wenjun tore off a piece of clothing and carefully wiped the outside of the bag clean.
Then he slowly opened the seal of the plastic bag and carefully took out the power bank inside.
In the eyes of everyone's surprise, he connected the power bank and mobile phone with a data cable.
Pressing the power button and watching the power bank's indicator light turn flashing red, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As he expected, it seemed, there was electricity.
However, it is still unknown whether it can support the phone until it is opened.
"This thing will have to wait for a while." Duan Wenjun put everything on the table, looked at everyone and said, "If we can open this magical object in a while, we may be able to find more clues."
"You, you really did it! You are really the chosen one." Yan Xiaohua's voice became trembling.
Duan Wenjun was noncommittal and looked at him with a frustrated look on his face. "It's just a pity that I came too late. Everything the old god left for me is ruined."
Yan Xiaohua nodded slightly, then patted Duan Wenjun on the shoulder and said, "If you could have been born decades ago, as a member of the royal family, you would have the ability to open this box and get the contents inside. , perhaps the entire history of Wei will be rewritten."
Duan Wenjun did not deny it.
Yan Xiaohua is not wrong.
Decades ago, if I had obtained these things, just relying on those corn and potato seeds, cultivating and promoting them, it would have been a feat in a world where food was extremely scarce.
If the people have food, their lives will naturally be better.
If the country has food, it will naturally become rich and powerful, and other aspects will also develop rapidly...
If you use your own status as a royal family to promote it, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort...
Also, those rotten things may be things that don’t exist in this world...
It's just that there are no ifs in life...
I just hope that my luck will be better, and the few remaining corns and potatoes that are not completely ruined will be able to survive in the future...
