Oh my dear, I'm back. I, Tang Ping, am really back.
Tang Ping looked excitedly at the familiar alley outside the door. It was the telephone pole that had been used as a toilet by countless cats and dogs in the past. Now it looked so cute to him!
"Bang!"
"Ouch!"
Tang Ping rubbed his head and sat on the ground. Just now he was so excited that he wanted to go back to the previous world through this small door.
As a result, although the door could be seen outside, it seemed to have an invisible barrier and was knocked back by him.
"Xiao Kong, what's going on?"
"Host, you just opened this transit point in time and space, but that doesn't mean you can go back to the past world!"
"In other words, my current space-time energy is not enough to counteract the impact of your return to the past world!"
"Can you speak human language?" Tang Ping even saw a yellow-black wild cat passing by the door, and then proclaimed his sovereignty over this territory under the telephone pole.
Then he glanced at Tang Ping provocatively and left Shiran.
"To put it simply, in this warehouse, people from your world can come in, but they cannot enter the convenience store through the door behind you."
"And people in the convenience store behind you can enter here, but they can't go through this back door to your original world."
“That’s what a transit node is.”
"I don't care about these, I only care about how I can return to my original world!"
Tang Ping was a little hysterical. What does it have to do with whether people from the original world and this strange Chang'an person can enter this warehouse? He just wants to go back!
"Energy! I need space-time energy!"
"What energy? Come on? I'll ask someone to send some gasoline over?"
Now that there is a transit point, as long as he can go back, Tang Ping feels that even if he loses everything, he still needs to find the energy to go back.
"Sorry, no, I don't know what it is exactly! But I think as long as you continue to complete the mission, you will be able to go back!"
"Okay, mission, tell me, what's the next mission?"
Now that I have completed the first mission and can open this time and space transfer node, maybe I can go back after completing a few more missions?
"There are currently no tasks, and the next task release time is unknown!"
"I……"
Tang Ping was so angry that he lost his temper, but what could be done? They are the system, they are the biggest!
"But it's not like you can't go back at all!" System Xiaokong's next words gave him hope again.
"What?" Tang Ping even wondered if he heard wrongly.
"I can bring you back to your original world for about 12 hours every month now!"
"12 hours? A month?" Tang Ping was a little depressed. What's the use of going back for half a day a month?
His eyes suddenly lit up as he was thinking about it, but before he could be happy, the voice of the system came again: "Don't think about taking advantage of the loopholes. I said that my current time and space energy cannot calm the impact of your traveling between two worlds. One month will allow you to Your past 12 hours have been your limit. If you don’t come back when the time is up..."
"What will happen to me?"
"There will be space-time cracks around you. Have you ever seen a balloon explode? Then you will be like a balloon, being pulled and expanded by the turbulence of time and space, and then... bang!"
The system deliberately made the last sound loud in Tang Ping's mind, scaring him to the core.
He didn't know if the system was lying to him, but who would dare to bet on this kind of thing?
At least Tang Ping himself didn't dare to bet!
"Half a day is enough!" Tang Ping said mockingly, "At least I can use this half day to buy some goods."
He had thought at the beginning that the items in his convenience store, especially the food, had a long shelf life of only one or two years. If he couldn't replenish them, there wouldn't be many good items in a few years.
So he generously shared the food with Lao Cui and the others. After all, it would become moldy if kept for a long time, so it was better to eat it with everyone.
Now that I think about it, it would be pretty good if I could restock it.
Even if my convenience store is opened in the Tang Dynasty, it is destined to be unable to collect money, and I don’t know how long the money in my card can last.
After glancing at the alley outside the door with nostalgia, Tang Ping closed the back door of the warehouse.
"Sir, are you okay?" Xiao Luo asked worriedly when she saw Tang Ping running in happily, but when she came out, she looked lonely.
"It's okay!" Tang Ping shook his head, as if staying here for the time being was not bad. At least there were people here who could care about him.
"Is Lao Cui okay?"
"No!" Xiao Luo took out the temperature measuring gun, which Tang Ping gave her when he went to the city.
After all, Lao Cui's wound was bandaged by his dead horse. Although he thought that the disinfection was done well, he didn't know whether it would become inflamed.
According to the novel, the most feared thing after such a trauma is inflammation, so he gave Xiaoluo a temperature measuring gun and taught her how to use it and how to read the numbers on it.
As long as the second number does not become 8 or 9, it is considered safe.
To be honest, Xiao Luo was still a little reluctant. Tang Ping was not here just now, so she would just give Lao Cui or herself a few drops if she had nothing to do.
She was very smart and quickly discovered that the numbers displayed on this thing were different when facing people.
This made her believe that this must be an immortal weapon.
"Take it, every two hours for the past two days..." Tang Ping pointed to the clock on the wall: "Just the short needle, every time it passes two numbers, give Lao Cui a test."
Before going out yesterday, I taught her how to recognize the ten numbers from 0 to 9, and she quickly memorized them all.
I looked at the sky, it was starting to get brighter, a new day was coming.
Tang Ping was not in the mood to cook, so he just took some bread and milk from the shelf.
"What flavor do you want?"
"Taste?" Xiao Luo looked at the colorful boxes in Tang Ping's hand and was a little confused.
"This red one is strawberry flavored, this yellow one is oatmeal, and this white one is pure milk..."
After explaining for a long time, Tang Ping found that Xiao Luo had no idea about strawberries and oats. After thinking about it, he understood that no one in the entire Tang Dynasty had eaten strawberries. He asked her what flavor she wanted, and it was strange that she chose it. .
So he took it upon himself to take a piece of strawberry milk and coconut bread and handed it to her: "Eat it."
Then he casually threw two pieces of bread and a carton of milk to Du Laosan. Anyway, for a rough man, he just had to eat enough, so he could choose any flavor.
That's right, Tang Ping has such double standards!
"Thank you, sir!" Xiao Luo took it carefully, and then, under Tang Ping's guidance, inserted the straw into the milk carton.
"Hmm..." After just one sip, Xiaoluo's eyes narrowed into a crescent moon: "It's so sweet, the young master's milk tastes so good!"
"That's not my breast!"
