Zhang Jiachang actually thought about this decision for a long time, mainly because what Teacher Lin said particularly touched him.
He said: You are a little less human now.
Brother Zhang may not care about what other people say, but if Teacher Lin, a person who relies on his spiritual sense for food, said this, it definitely means there is something wrong with him.
It’s no wonder that because of his indiscretion, Brother Zhang hasn’t laughed or chatted with anyone in ten years. He always trapped himself in this small milk tea shop at three o’clock every day. A life on the front line, no fun and no life.
He is a human being, and he is a young man. He does not know what he will become in the long run.
So he made the most hasty and boldest decision in the past ten years, which was to hand over the power of speech and spirit to others.
He considered many people, but the most suitable ones were Mouse and Thunder Dragon. Although Mouse was not very effective in combat, he was definitely a staunch supporter of justice and justice, which reassured him. Although Thunder Dragon's whereabouts are erratic, he is really a good person. In addition, he has a stable temper and a peaceful mind, so it is more reassuring to leave the other half of the word spirit to him.
But even so, it is very dangerous to give such terrifying power to someone alone. Zhang Jiachang thought for a long time before deciding to divide this power equally between the two of them.
As for the revival of spiritual energy and the reincarnation of demons, they actually have nothing to do with Zhang Jiachang. He doesn't have to deal with these problems.
And he gave the strongest rule-level ability to Mouse and Thunder Dragon, which was the greatest help to them both. These two people can also form a situation of containing each other, supervising each other and canceling each other out, just like adding a layer of double insurance to the nuclear bomb. It's not that I can't trust them, it's just that this thing is too powerful, a rule-level power.
Besides, if Brother Zhang wants Thunder Dragon to come to the milk tea shop to help, it is actually to facilitate supervision. If something unexpected happens to them, Brother Zhang can deprive them of their abilities immediately and then deal with all the consequences. Perform a reset.
This can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone. It not only gives them the strongest tool to resist the darkness, but also allows them to regain their freedom.
He used to be a cheerful, laughing boy, but now he has been tortured by this ability for ten years. He is finally about to lose his humanity, but he doesn't want to lose it, so this can be regarded as a kind of self-rescue.
"rain."
Brontosaurus was lying on the bed and suddenly said such a sentence, and then his whole body felt pain as if it was electrified, making the bed bounce.
"Are you going to...are you sick?" Mouse walked in from outside and saw Brontosaurus wearing briefs and playing on the bed. He was holding a bowl of instant noodles and his face was full of shock: "What kind of talent is this?"
The Brontosaurus played for half an hour before stopping. The mouse was shocked and went up to investigate and found that the hairy man was actually in shock...
This combination of strangulation, cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and resurrecting spells finally saved the Thunder Dragon, but it was unexpected. The first thing the Thunder Dragon did when it woke up was to point at the sky: "Down." rain!"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Then he started bouncing on the bed board again.
Finally, after the third shock, Brontosaurus finally let it rain outside, but he was almost useless. He looked as if he had been run over by a hundred and fifty dump trucks, with two hands. The nails disappeared, and a large piece of flesh on the foot also disappeared, revealing a red wound, which caused excruciating pain when touched.
"If you ask me, you are sick! Is this how you play with your words? There is a price, bastard. Brother Zhang will not be harmed in any way, so his words will randomly consume other people Life, we have to pay the price for using it. Now you only have your fingernails gone, but one day you lose your life and the whole basket is gone, I will see if you still smile."
Mouse gritted his teeth and bandaged the Brontosaurus. Now that he saw this idiot, he felt that the biggest mistake in his life was to have such a senior brother... Is this inappropriate brain-deadness?
"Hahahaha... so interesting." Thunder Dragon sat there but still laughed: "But it hurts."
"Stop playing, it will really kill you." The mouse sighed: "This can save lives in an emergency, but if you play like this, you won't survive until tomorrow morning."
Thunder Dragon sat up straight and looked down at the large piece of missing flesh on his instep: "I'm just testing the way to trigger the spirit of speech."
"Test?" Mouse rolled his eyes: "Can't I just ask Brother Zhang tomorrow?"
Brontosaurus was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously raised his hand and slapped himself, but because he used too much force, the wound was involved, and he rolled on the bed in pain again.
The next morning, Zhang Jiachang was still murmuring when he saw the seriously injured Thunder Dragon, but when he knew that this guy had actually played himself like this, he couldn't help laughing.
He picked the medicine from the yard, opened the gauze on the Brontosaurus' wound, and while dripping the elixir juice on it, he said: "The spirit of speech does not need to be activated in any particular way. It may be a very careless word from you, or it may be A sentence that accidentally slips out. For example, 'Go to hell,' 'Let there be light,' or 'It would be nice to be sunny today.' Imperative sentences are 100% triggered, hypothetical relationships are 50% triggered, and causal relationships are 100% triggered. .”
"What is the causal relationship?" Brontosaurus asked curiously: "What is it like?"
Brother Zhang touched his wound with his finger, and saw that his nails had grown visibly: "Because, in that case, because. Because you came, the world collapsed, and then the world will collapse."
Mouse, who was taking notes next to him, suddenly realized: "No wonder, in these years you have mostly been answering questions and asking questions, and you generally don't make explanations or assumptions. It turns out that's the case."
"Yeah." Zhang Jiachang smiled bitterly: "Isn't it very hard?"
"Thank you..." Thunder Dragon nodded repeatedly: "Then I can't talk nonsense?"
"Nonsense!" the mouse said angrily, "Shut up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Brontosaurus's mouth was suddenly sealed, and the two lips began to gradually close, and eventually the lips disappeared, becoming a mouthless person, just like the little girl on the Silent Hill promotional poster.
The mouse quickly covered his mouth when he saw this...
"Be careful." Zhang Jiachang stood up and flicked the Thunder Dragon's head, and his mouth quickly reappeared.
This time he got up and started chasing the mouse. He beat the mouse until he squatted in the corner with his head in his hands: "It's almost done... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Finally, Thunder Dragon's anger subsided. He sat there and looked at Zhang Jiachang, dumbfounded: "Boss, aren't you cheating on me?"
"It doesn't matter. When you fight against the darkness in the future, this may be your life-saving ability." Zhang Jiachang smiled: "This is the strongest weapon I can give you for a legitimate reason."
"Well..." Mouse clasped his fists towards Zhang Jiachang: "Thank you, Brother Zhang."
"There's no need to be polite. In fact, it's also a shackle for me. It's a win-win situation for everyone." Zhang Jiachang came to the counter with a smile: "If you really want to thank me, come and help me write my resume."
Zhang Jiachang is looking for a job. This may be an ordinary thing to others, but to him it is like a big adventure.
He was trapped here for ten years. During the ten years, from the age of fifteen to twenty-four years and nine months, he never left this small world. Every day, he only went to a place 1.2 kilometers away at most. School picks up every year.
In the past ten years, he has grown up from a student who dropped out of the second grade of junior high school to his current age. With no diploma, no experience, no eloquence, and no emotional intelligence, Zhang Jiachang, who can clean up the world in the blink of an eye, has become someone who cannot survive in the world. That type of waste.
Although he really wants to make money, he has ten million ways to make money, but what he urgently needs now is not money but more contact with the world and society, so as to make himself more humane.
"Brother Zhang is so pitiful, he can't even write a resume."
"What should we do?" Zhang Jiachang said, dumbfounded, "I never wrote it."
Thunder Dragon raised his hand at this time: "I can't report it to the boss."
The mouse stood there in silence for a long time and then laughed sarcastically: "I don't know how either..."
"How come I know people like you all?"
Lei Long felt a little aggrieved. He looked up at Zhang Jiachang and said, "We haven't gone to college or looked for a job. But there is a saying that goes, three cobblers are like Zhuge Liang, let's discuss it together."
In the end, it turned out that the three cobblers were no match for Zhuge Liang, and such a poor resume made the three big men shut up.
It felt like nothing was right no matter what they wrote, especially when writing about their experiences, they couldn't even begin to write. Otherwise, how to write it? Write about personal honors: Brother Zhang gave him five verbal praises?
What about Zhang Jiachang himself? Honored: The best milk tea and roast chicken in Chang'an Lane?
"You need college students to come here..." Mouse sighed, "It would be great if Xu Wei was here."
Zhang Jiachang suddenly rolled his eyes and looked at him, and the mouse covered his mouth... And at the next moment, the welcoming bell really rang, and then he saw Xu Wei, who was wearing a bandage and plaster, walking away with a smile on his crutches. Come in.
"I'm here to say thank you..."
Zhang Jiachang and Lei Long looked at Mo Zi, and Mo Zi slapped his bad mouth hard in Xu Wei's shocked expression.
"You can't write a resume?"
Zhang Jiachang, Mouse and Thunder Dragon looked at each other, then shook their heads...
"Okay, I'll teach you." Xu Wei suddenly felt great: "You just have to deal with this experience, right?"
"Well... the highest honor in my life is being verbally praised five times by Brother Zhang." Mouse smiled bitterly.
"Actually, it's very simple. As for the resume, I just need to edit it to make it look better. The details will depend on the interview." Xu Wei sat on Zhang Jiachang's chair: "You can write the column for your personal honors. …”
She thought for a moment: "Brother Zhang, who won the Person of the Year in 2006 by Time Magazine and the Special Award of the Organizing Committee for Touching China in 2008, isn't he still brave enough to do justice? You can also write it down, and then there is the outstanding management at the municipal level. Or, and…”
