latelenovela Chapter 106 Salted Fish
Chapter 106 Salted Fish
When Zhou Ning saw this, he had a vague sense of foreboding. Could this bastard really be giving up?
Then what happened next really made Zhou Ning's blood pressure rise sharply, and he felt that he had entrusted his trust to the wrong person.
The simulation continues.
In May 1938, you had your first official girlfriend, Lisa. Her hands were exactly the kind you loved, fair and delicate, making you unable to let go.
By the end of May, after spending three full months in Rome, your Italian had finally improved enough to allow for a conversation, so you spent 5 lire to buy an ID card in Piazza Vittorio, Rome's Chinese enclave. There was also a small incident: a few mafia men in top hats and trench coats robbed you at gunpoint and even tried to kill you... Then, a minute later, you put your right hand in your pocket, turned around, and there was an explosion behind you, and flames shot up into the sky. If a Stand user was there, they would definitely see the shadow of a toy car with a small skull on it driving by.
June 1938 - July 6: This little incident didn't affect your peaceful life. You went to work and came home as planned, going to bed at 1938:7, ensuring eight hours of sleep a night, as precise as a robot. You occasionally dated your girlfriend. Although you didn't specifically learn it, your cooking skills improved passively from watching and hearing it in the restaurant. You gained the skill: Culinary Skill (Intermediate).
Besides that, in Italy you also developed a new hobby: watching football. Perhaps influenced by your other self, this world's football culture is far more advanced than in your previous life. At the end of June 1938, you even had the pleasure of watching the entire World Cup in Italy. Due to Mussolini's order of mass execution if they didn't win the championship, the Italian team played with remarkable aggression, with players running and vomiting at every match, but ultimately won the championship without any suspense. You couldn't help but wonder, what would happen if the Chinese national football team encountered the same situation?
Finally, at the awards ceremony, you unexpectedly saw yourself in this world for the first time, looking very young. At the same time, he also felt your gaze, and when you looked at each other, it was as if you were looking in a mirror.
It wasn't as tense as you'd imagined. After the game, you gathered and chatted for a while. After hearing the familiar accent, you felt like you were both accepting of each other's presence. I don't know why, even though you clearly don't like making friends, after seeing his Nike-esque smile, you became friends with him anyway.
In August 1938, your alter ego began staying in Italy in July. He told you that he was staying in Italy to attend the funeral of his close friend, William A. Zeppelin, and to help shelter the Pillar Men at the request of his son, Mario Zeppelin.
You had no interest in this, but you watched the whole thing unfold: This hacker took the three Pillar Men's reliefs and left them out in the sun before they even woke up, then smashed them into dust with a hammer. A truly hardcore ruthless person.
With his consent, you preserved a small fragment of the Pillar Man's body. Although it appears lifeless, as someone who has read the comics, you know that you must not take it lightly. You must at least take it out and expose it to the sun every day.
In September 1938, after saying goodbye to you, the other you returned to England. Before leaving, he asked if you would like to go back to London with him. You refused his request without hesitation. However, you kept in touch in the days that followed.
April 1939. After living in Italy for over a year, your Italian has finally become so proficient that you can read and write effortlessly, sounding indistinguishable from a native. (You have acquired the skill: Professional Italian Proficiency.)
From September 1939 to April 9, Germany invaded Poland, and war broke out in Europe. However, during this time, you lived a dream life. Over the past year or so, you've had thirteen girlfriends. It wasn't because you were unfaithful; you've always been a loyal man, and you've always liked girls with beautiful hands. (You earned the achievement: Don Juan)
[In June 1941, through reading a letter from another you, you learned that he had joined the Allies, intending to end World War II through his own efforts. Being in the Axis powers, you couldn't help but smile.]
[In May 1942, despite having always kept a low profile, you were promoted to head chef at the restaurant. Your cooking skills reached a new level, and you acquired the skill: Cooking (Advanced).]
From May 1942 to April 5, you lived a very good life. At the end of September 1943, the restaurant owner immigrated to the United States. Not wanting to change your life, you chose to take over the restaurant and became its owner, continuing your unchanging, plant-like life.
From July 1943 to September 7, 25, as history would have it, a coup d'état took place in Italy, dictator Mussolini stepped down, and former Italian Army Chief of Staff General Badoglio formed a new government. On September 1943, 9, Italy surrendered, but you were merely a bystander to history, unconcerned.
On May 1945, 5, Germany surrendered. On August 8 and 1945, 8, after atomic bombs were dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan also declared its unconditional surrender, marking the end of World War II. Shortly thereafter, your alter-ego wrote to tell you that his goal had been achieved, but his wife, Elena, had died in 6. You understood his feelings, especially as a time traveler.
[From 1945 to 1948, your contact with your alter ego began to decrease. He seemed to be fascinated by the occult and believed that the end of science was theology.]
August 1948, 8, is your birthday. Unknowingly, you've already turned 9. In the ten years since you've traveled through time, you've changed a lot. You've gotten used to getting along with people and rarely kill. But what remains unchanged is your desire for ordinary life and your aversion to fighting. Not long after, you married your new girlfriend, Andrea, a beautiful radio host. Sadly, the other you never came.
In 1952, you had your first daughter, and you began to feel a connection with the world. (Happy +2)
In 1954, you had twins. In 1954, you met your other self again, and he became the godfather of your youngest son. (Happy +2)
From 1954 to 1967, you and your alter ego met occasionally, and he inevitably grew old. Then, in 1968, at the age of 53, you read an obituary in the newspaper: Zhou Ning, the renowned scientist, writer, sports star, and three-time Nobel Prize winner, has passed away. Upon hearing this news, you felt a sense of loneliness. Although you had only met a few times, you were actually the same person, your only connection to your past. (Happiness -1)
In 1969, your youngest son became a football player and was extremely talented.
In 1972, your son and daughter got married one after another.
In 1975, you had your first granddaughter and your first grandson (happy +1).
In 1983, at the age of 68, you died unexpectedly from dengue fever.
【you are dead. 】
【Backtracking ends.】
Summary: Congratulations! You've lived a long life in this retrospective, but one thing must be pointed out: you're truly insignificant. What on earth have you accomplished? The world wouldn't be any different with or without you. Perhaps, as you wished, you lived an unremarkable, uneventful life. The only mark you left on the world was your son, who later became a soccer superstar and, in a way, changed the world a little.
Rating: C-, world exploration degree 89.5% (+0.3). Since it has basically no impact on the world of "Lost in the Fog", you have received a reward of 2 time travel coins. When your rating in the backtracking world reaches A, you will be able to obtain a temporary template card of this random template, which you will not be able to obtain this time.
Zhou Ning: ...
Just vomiting blood.
Having just experienced the crazy clown template, and then experiencing this ordinary office worker, there is really no harm without comparison.
He'd never seen a more incompetent template. Apparently, they were incredibly capable, yet ultimately accomplished nothing. It seemed that for a backtracker with no control over the simulation's direction, personality was more important than combat prowess.