"Feng, listen to me. Your antique has been appraised. It's a high-quality imitation of modern times. It's not worth much…"
"Don't worry about raising money. It's fine if the factory stops. I'll rush back immediately after I'm done with my work…"
"It's almost Qingming. Remember to visit your parents 'graves and take good care of yourself…"
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Feng felt a great sense of defeat. He looked at the empty factory in front of him with mixed feelings.
This electrical factory was the greatest pride of his parents when they were alive. There were two to three hundred employees in the factory, and the business had been booming.
Unfortunately, a car accident took Jiang Feng's parents away. He had just graduated from university and did not know how to run a business. In less than half a year, the factory closed down.
He used all his savings to try to reopen the factory, but he failed every time.
It was just a low-quality electrical device, and there was no innovation in its technology. The market was greatly impacted, and it was not managed well. It could only end up like this.
The call was from his aunt, Lin Peishan. She was Jiang Feng's last non-blood relative in this world.
Lin Peishan was adopted by Jiang Feng's grandfather and grew up with Mother Jiang. Although they were not related by blood, they were still close relatives.
"Sigh! If it really didn't work out, he could only resell it.”
Jiang Feng was discouraged. He put away his phone, turned around, and began to clean up the workshop and yard, tidying up the excess garbage.
Machine tools were placed in the workshop. This used to be the assembly line of workers, working twenty-four hours a day. It was very lively every day, but now it was all abandoned here.
There were originally seven or eight medium-sized trucks in the courtyard, but now there were only two left. The staff canteen was very dirty, and there were dozens of bags of rice and white flour left in the kitchen. The vegetables were all rotten and smelly.
After a busy day, they finally finished cleaning up.
The electricity in the factory had long been cut off. It was almost evening, and the light was dim. Jiang Feng opened the warehouse. A large number of products could not be sold, so they could only be stored here.
After entering the warehouse, Jiang Feng was surprised to find a long, narrow, and deep staircase leading to the underground. He held a flashlight and shone it inside, but was blocked by an iron door.
"In the past, the goods were sold at the main gate. What's this place for?”
Jiang Feng couldn't help but feel suspicious. He walked down the steps and found a rusty iron lock hanging on the iron door. Through the crack in the door, he looked inside. It was pitch-black and didn't seem to lead to the outside at all.
"What's going on?"
Jiang Feng became more and more suspicious. He had never heard of this door. He could not help but be curious. He took out a hammer from the warehouse and knocked it a few times.
The rust on the iron lock had faded a little, but it didn't open. Jiang Feng thought for a moment, and finally made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and smashed the iron lock again.
Kacha!
With a crisp sound, the iron lock broke. The rusty iron door slowly opened, revealing a long, dark corridor. It seemed like there was an underground warehouse.
A strong moldy smell assailed his nostrils. Jiang Feng plucked away the spiderweb on his head and pinched his nose to get in.
In the next second, he was completely dumbfounded.
" Welcome to the space-time transfer station…"
A series of screen-like images suddenly appeared in his pitch-black vision. Jiang Feng couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air and be flabbergasted.
"What…what's going on?”
"Congratulations, host. This is a space-time transfer station. The icons in front of you represent the various dynasties. The gray icons are temporarily unavailable, and the golden icons are available for selection.”
Only then did Jiang Feng see clearly that there were dozens of icons on the virtual screen in front of him. The Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, the Qin Dynasty, the Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms, the Jin Dynasty, the Northern and Southern Dynasties…the Sui and Tang Dynasties…and so on.
However, most of the icons were dark gray and had a gray lock hanging from them.
Only three dynasty icons were lit up." Ming, Qing, Republic of China!”
In an instant, Jiang Feng held his breath. His heart was about to explode. He said nervously,"What…what do these icons mean? Who are you?"
"Answer the host. Each icon represents the dynasty that the host can enter. I am a non-existent space-time transfer station. Host, if you choose one of the dynasties, the door to that dynasty will be opened for you!”
“……”
Jiang Feng understood, and his eyes widened."Are you saying that I can travel from here to any dynasty in history?”
"Yes, I am. However, since this is the first time the host has used it, the system can only provide the host with three periods of the recent era as a novice gift bag. For other dynasties, the host needs to upgrade the attribute points to activate it.”
He understood.
Jiang Feng could no longer remain calm as his face turned red. He stared at the icon on the screen in front of him."After entering one of the dynasties, can I return?”
"Yes. Host, you only have one chance to go back and forth every month!”
"Then can you bring things or people back and forth?”Jiang Feng said excitedly.
"I'm sorry, every time the host enters a dynasty, you can retrieve any item from this factory. However, the host can only bring people back to the modern era and cannot bring people back to the ancient era. Otherwise, the system will automatically disappear.”The system prompted.
He was excited.
"What if I was killed in ancient times?”
Jiang Feng pursed his lips and took a deep breath. He raised his hand and flipped open the three dynasty icons in front of him, preparing to choose one.
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