Manual of Space-Time Interference

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Dialect sat opposite Li Jie, and the atmosphere in the whole room seemed a little weird, so he could only stare at a plant on the table in a daze.

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"What do you decide to do later, do you need my help?" Li Jie asked tentatively. After the dialect took the initiative to find his surprise, he kept thinking about what the dialect was. The problem that comes to mind is that dialect is in trouble.

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"No, I just want to come and sit here." Dialect replied, finally turning his eyes away from the plant.

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"Have you decided to rest?"

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Seeing how relieved and relaxed the dialect seemed, Li Jie knew that his brother had begun to come out of his inner demon, and a smile appeared on his face.

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"Yeah!" Dialect nodded and hesitated, "Well, before I..."

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"I'm not a child anymore, so what do you care about?" Li Jie waved his hand, seemingly indifferent, and then thought for a while, "How long are you going to rest, and what do you want to do next?"

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"All kinds of things." Dialect said the way he thought up last night, and then shook his head, "As for the time, I'm not sure, but it shouldn't be too long, probably less than a year."

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"Didn't you say before that you can use hibernation to delay time travel?" Li Jie thought about it and asked.

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"Maybe." He took a breath, as if to exhale all the melancholy from this breath, and the dialect's eyes focused on the green plant again, and said silently, "But my destination is not here. here."

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"Occasional rest can help you face it better." Li Jie said, "You can choose according to your state at the time. Besides, what are you going to do about Luo Qiao?"

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"I don't know, although I used to hate those people who said 'I don't know' when facing love, but when this happened to me, I really didn't know." Dialect took the plant He got up, smiled bitterly, like sighing, but also like pain, "I like that kind of plain feeling, with warmth in plainness, but..."

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The rest of the words were not spoken in dialect, but he knew that Li Jie would definitely be able to understand what he meant.

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"Think about it." Li Jie stood up and patted the dialect on the shoulder, then walked towards the door, "I still have a lot of things to do, although it's not a problem, but the workload is heavy, so I won't Talk to you more."

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The room was empty again. Dialect looked at the plant in his hand in a daze, and turned the round base of the plant with his hand. Dialect kept observing every spot, every branch and every vein on its body. But his heart was not here.

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It is true that the house without Li Jie is empty, but it is most suitable for a person to quietly think about some issues, including how the dialect will face Luo Qiao in the future.

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A very abrupt question, but also a sudden feeling, but as the dialect said before, he likes this kind of warm feeling in the bland, and Luo Qiao also gave him this feeling.

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They will say good morning to each other when they wake up in the morning, and then eat the breakfast that Luo Qiao has prepared. Hygiene, remember to eat lunch, chat about trivial matters at night, and say good night...

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There is no sweet talk in the period of passionate love, and there is no greenness that a first love should have. At this age and time, everything seems to be a little sudden, but it seems to be a matter of course, because this is a real feeling of living.

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All right?

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But this is not a person's business. Responsibility is a very delicate thing at this moment, but Dialect also knows that the ordinary life does not belong to him now, or it does not belong to him now.

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"Huh..."

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Deciding that he didn't do it in the end, Dialect put the plant on his hand back to its original position, then turned to leave, and then paused to turn the front of the plant toward himself, and then walked out the door.

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Maybe, after waiting for my thoughts to become clearer and more rational, I can make a decision...

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Dialect told himself this.

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……

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"A hoe?"

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Dialect held a **** that was handed out, and asked incredulously to the person who distributed the supplies, "Is it so retro now?"

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After thinking about it for a while, the dialect felt wrong again, as if you came from that era of hoes?

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"Comrade, in fact, we still have a lot of retro places." The person who distributed the materials said, and then pointed to the members of the industrial sector who were constantly busy in the distance, "See, they are now preparing to make electric vehicles, the kind that run on the ground. ."

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"Technology has been completely regressed by two centuries?" Dialect asked while looking at the scene over there.

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"It's normal. According to the initial assessment, we should have set back a century and a half of technology within five generations. However, due to the loss of spaceship materials, many necessary things are damaged, like some industrial machines." The person who distributed the supplies said, "But the above has also prepared corresponding plans, we have also adapted, and the problem is not big."

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"Oh, that's it, then thank you bro!"

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Dialect nodded secretly, then raised his **** and smiled and thanked him twice before turning around and walking towards the area he assigned.

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The green hills, the breeze, the white clouds, the mind seems to be purified at this moment.

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With a faint smile on his face, he walked forward like a dialect sightseeing. He really hadn't paid much attention to the greenery, nor had he observed the world well.

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"Over there, come and help!"

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A loud, rude voice rang out, and Dialect looked forward with a **** on his back, and a big man was standing on the farmland beckoning to Dialect~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and kept wiping it with the surrounding sweat. Sweat on forehead.

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"Come on!" Fang Yan Yaoyao waved his hand back, rolled up his sleeves and ran up, then took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers and stepped into the field, avoiding the seedlings just planted, carrying a **** as if he was stunned The general hurriedly asked, "What can I do? It's not very clear to the newcomer."

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"Transplanting rice, the season is just right these two days. We discussed that we could grow a little rice. It's not a problem to eat potatoes and sweet potatoes. The taste of food from other civilizations is too strange." The big man said, wiping his sweat with a sweat towel, and it was a little obvious. A simple and honest smile appeared on his dark face, "Just call me Big Brother Liu."

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"Okay!" Fang Yan shouted with a smile, then walked to the other end of the farmland with a bundle of seedlings, and put the **** in his hand on the field ridge, "Brother Liu, then I'll start from this end? "

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"Slow down!" Liu Chuang shook his head and smiled, then took the seedling in his hand and planted it steadily and accurately.

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"Good!" Dialect echoed, he also planted a bunch of seedlings in his hand. After calculating the approximate distance, he took two steps and planted another bunch...

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