Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

At 7 o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark.

Three military Land Rover jeeps were driving on the bumpy asphalt road without street lights, and the shaking made my intestines almost twisted.

This is the main road from the airport to the city, and it is also one of the few roads in Mumbai with relatively good conditions.

After visiting New Delhi and Mumbai, the two largest cities in India, Du Weiguo can draw a conclusion.

The infrastructure in India is extremely poor, it's a complete mess.

"Boss, didn't you say before that this kind of thing doesn't require you to personally take action? Why did you suddenly come to Tianzhu? Is there something big happening here?"

In the Land Rover in the middle, Gousheng was asking with a wink.

This guy is naturally thick-skinned and heartless. He doesn't know what it means to be embarrassed. At this moment, his eyes are full of anticipation.

"It's no big deal, no."

Du Weiguo replied unhappily, rolled down the back seat window and lit a cigarette.

"Really not?" Gousheng was a little disappointed and a little unwilling.

"No, I came to Tianzhu this time just to take a few days off. As for catching that lousy broker and the tomb robber, you guys should handle it on your own. I won't care."

Upon hearing this, Gousheng was stunned at first, then he scratched his ears and cheeks, and for a moment he was unable to organize any words to answer.

"Boss, you are right. You don't need to interfere with such a small matter. We can handle it ourselves."

Lei Qianjun, who was driving, suddenly interrupted.

He didn't look back, but kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead. However, in the rearview mirror, there was a gleam in his eyes, and he looked particularly determined.

Du Weiguo understood what Lao Lei meant. This old friend was a strong-willed person with clear ideas. He wanted to demonstrate his self-worth.

Recently, through indirect information from various channels, Lao Lei has a clearer and more three-dimensional understanding of Du Weiguo's current level.

Let’s not talk about power, status, wealth, and military force. Just to mention that he has many brave generals and wise counselors under his command.

He and Gousheng are mixed up in the group, and are definitely at the bottom of the pile.

If he wants to continue holding on to Du Weiguo's golden thigh, he can't just rely on the previously accumulated favor, but must demonstrate his value as soon as possible.

Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke slowly: "Can it really work?"

"Okay, I promise to complete the task."

Lao Lei's voice was not loud, but his tone was firm and decisive.

"Boss, we are just dealing with an old traitor and two unrepresentable rogues. Now we have the full support of the CIA and MI6. This is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

If we still can't settle this, Gousheng and I might as well just fight to the death. Now that things are starting to take shape, I think we'll have a result soon."

Before Du Weiguo could reply, the hot-tempered Gousheng started yelling again.

"That's right, boss. I'm telling you, Lao Lei and I are now infertile heifers, and the cowhide is broken!"

He was like a storyteller, his face beaming with joy and his mouth spitting with excitement:

"Now, any distance we travel is always served by helicopters. When we get off the plane, there will be cars waiting for us. At the very least, it's a Willys Jeep."

"Hey~" Gousheng smiled wickedly as he thought of something.

"Not to mention food and drink. Every meal has at least four dishes, all meat. Wherever I go, those Indian leaders have to bow and scrape and smile.

"Boss, I should say something wrong. With such a grand ceremony, even the Minister wouldn't be treated this way, let alone Mr. Hu."

Du Weiguo rolled his eyes at him and scolded him with a smile: "Damn it, don't say anything you shouldn't say in the future."

Then he frowned again and glanced at Lao Lei through the rearview mirror.

"Isn't this a bit too ostentatious? That old fellow named Aggie Hancock was a former spy and a local boss.

People like this are often well-informed. Aren't you afraid of alerting the enemy by making such a big scene?"

"Boss, you are right. We just want to alert the enemy." A smile appeared on Lao Lei's lips.

"In the past week, we have successively swept through more than a dozen gangs of varying sizes in Tianzhu, and deliberately left some alive in each place."

"That's right! We left warning signs everywhere, as long as we didn't catch that bastard Edge Hancock.

We will continue to sweep these bastards without stopping, making their lives miserable until they are all wiped out."

Gousheng, who couldn't hold his temper any longer, quickly took over the conversation as if offering a treasure.

He patted the telescopic-stock MP5 hidden in his windbreaker, his mouth almost stretched to his ears in smugness.

"Boss, I've finally had some foreign food recently, and I had a great time killing people. All the anger I had accumulated before has almost disappeared.

Now these bastards are more anxious than us, and they are all scrambling like crazy to get to the bottom of people. This bastard Aggie won’t be able to hide any longer.”

Du Weiguo frowned and scolded:

"Show off! Don't be stupid and charge into battle in the future. Let the local military and police do it. Bullets don't have eyes. Don't get yourself involved."

Gou Sheng didn't take it seriously, he pounded the bulletproof vest on his chest and replied loudly:

"Don't worry, boss. I am an elite from the Yama Squad. I am well-equipped. These Indians are just trash. They can't hurt me at all."

Seeing that this guy was not listening, Du Weiguo's face darkened and he was about to lose his temper.

  Lao Lei was very perceptive and quickly took over the conversation:

"Boss, don't worry, I will take care of Gousheng. Although the fighting power of these monsters is poor, they have great energy. The key is that they are all in the same industry and are familiar with each other.

In addition, thanks to your previous order to close the sea, these bastards have been staying on land and can no longer hide."

Du Weiguo nodded, his face turning cloudy: "Well, driving the wolves to devour the tigers and forcing them to bite each other is a good idea."

"Oh, Boss, when we cleaned up these Indian gangsters, we also collected some spoils. Not much in cash, but mostly in kind, antiques, medicines, opium, and even munitions."

  At this point, Lao Lei glanced at Du Weiguo's face through the rearview mirror, and seeing that he didn't look strange, he continued to test:

"Nim said he has a way to cash it out. The total amount is about 7 to 80 US dollars. This money~~"

  Du Weiguo understood what he meant immediately and interrupted him directly:

"Okay, once everything is settled, I'll give you some extra money. Let's remit the whole 1 million to the north."

"Boss, thank you." Upon hearing this, Gousheng and Lao Lei were very excited and their eyes turned red.

"What are you thanking me for? When you drink water, you should remember the person who dug the well. I have not forgotten my roots either. If I can keep it stable for another two years, the conditions here will be more favorable. Then, I can help the north more."

  At this point, Du Weiguo suddenly changed the subject:

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Just continue investigating. If you run into any problems that you can't solve, just let me know. I promise to make it clear to you."

"Damn it, let alone India, there are five continents and seven oceans now, there is nothing a man can't do."

Du Weiguo promised with great enthusiasm.

The next day, the sun was high in the sky.

The Taj Mahal Hotel, Mumbai, Penthouse Suite.

"Kaka~"

Du Weiguo stretched his waist and sat up from the large rosewood bed inlaid with gold and silver, twisted his neck, and made a sound like firecrackers.

Wearing a silk robe and walking barefoot on the soft Persian handmade carpet, I walked all the way to the balcony.

As you open the door, you can see the sparkling Mumbai Bay, the warm sunshine and the cool sea breeze, which makes your face feel itchy.

On a small sandalwood table in the shade, there was a huge natural green crystal tray, filled with various small and fresh fruits with dewdrops hanging on them.

In the wooden box next to it, there are neatly stacked cigars, all of which are top-quality Montecristo brand products.

Du Weiguo picked up a grape and chewed it, then lit a cigar. He sat down on the recliner, slowly exhaled the smoke, and said with emotion:

"Damn, the life of rich people is just bullshit."

In fact, he also missed one point, that he is not only rich now, but most importantly, he is powerful.

This penthouse suite at the Taj Mahal Hotel was previously the exclusive suite where the Viceroy stayed when he came to Mumbai, but you can’t just afford to stay there.

After eating two more grapes and placing the cigar in the crystal ashtray, Du Weiguo opened the long-missed system template.

  Character: Du Weiguo

Age: 25 years old

  Constitution: 54.6

Power: 43.8

Agility: 50.4

Active skills:

Fighting: Level 4

Shooting: Level 5

Driving: Level 4

Scouting: Level 3

Reasoning: Level 3

Swimming: Level 3

  Passive skill:

Intermediate True Eye

Advanced Immortal

Advanced spiritual barrier

Elementary Extraordinary Sensing

Special Skills:

Advanced teleportation

Free skill points: 27 points

After upgrading to the advanced immortal body, Du Weiguo's three attributes slowly improved, but the overall change was not significant.

However, since leaving Moscow, he has experienced a series of battles and accumulated 13 free skill points, half of which were provided by the three holy spirits in Somalia.

Although he had more skill points than ever before, Du Weiguo was still struggling. Right now, he had several upgrade plans.

First, upgrade the Eye of Truth, and use the remaining skill points to upgrade your Super Sensing to the maximum.

What can I say about this plan? It is quite standard and has very limited impact on improving Du Weiguo's combat capability, which is almost equivalent to no change.

Second, upgrade your mental barriers.

Even when this skill was just a psychological barrier, Du Weiguo was fully expecting it to derive other new abilities, or even auxiliary abilities.

For example, 360-degree spatial sensing ability, mental control, mind reading and the like. If that's not possible, even the simplest and crudest mental penetration would be fine.

Third, upgrade the teleportation. The process of exchanging injuries with Cersei and being "spitted out" by space was so painful that Du Weiguo still has lingering fears and does not want to recall it.

Teleportation is his strongest ability and also his most secret skill. He certainly doesn't want this skill to have any obvious loopholes or flaws.

Moreover, Du Weiguo had a vague premonition.

If you continue to upgrade your teleportation skill, you will most likely be able to break through the distance limitation and truly be able to flash across space at will.

After all, Du Weiguo's current teleportation limit is already 1 kilometers. If he continues to improve, he will not be far from being able to teleport across the entire world.

This plan is also what he prefers most at the moment.

This time, the reason why Du Weiguo left behind Miss Hu and the others and came to Tianzhu alone was mainly for upgrading.

"Damn it, a bird in the hand is worth a thousand in the bush. There's nothing to think about, just do it!"

After a moment, Du Weiguo made up his mind. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and his gaze was no longer confused. His consciousness was fixed on mental transmission.

"boom!"

The next moment, Du Weiguo's brain seemed to be struck by lightning, everything went blank, and he lost consciousness cleanly.

And at this moment when he had no thoughts, his body instantly dissipated. Yes, it dissipated and merged with the surrounding space.

A few seconds later, Du Weiguo's body reassembled and he regained consciousness.

The first feeling was pain, all over my body, every cell felt like it was being torn apart.

It was as if countless sharp blades were cutting every inch of his body, causing him countless times more pain than being tortured to death by slicing.

"Pfft!"

Du Weiguo fell heavily to the ground.

He curled up in a ball like a shrimp, unable to move or even howl, and could only make low growls like a wild beast from his throat.

There is no need to explain the second feeling. It's hunger, still that familiar feeling, like a tsunami that comes overwhelmingly and can annihilate all thoughts.

These two feelings are like two demons from the abyss.

In an instant, it covered all of Du Weiguo's senses and thoughts, and he couldn't even take a look at the system template.

After about half a minute, the indescribable pain eased slightly, and Du Weiguo barely regained some mobility.

Almost without thinking, he put his hand over his mouth.

"Gudong, gulp~" Du Weiguo's throat was shaking wildly, and he kept swallowing as if he was drinking water.

For a quarter of an hour, Du Weiguo maintained the swallowing action like a glutton.

During this period, he swallowed nearly 2 Shashen Pills. Each pill weighs about 25 grams. In other words, he ate nearly 500 kilograms, or nearly kilograms, of Shashen Pills.

Even after eating so much, Du Weiguo's chocolate-like belly remained flat, without even the slightest bulge.

After taking a few breaths and drinking dozens of pots of homemade salt and sugar water, Du Weiguo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn it, I'm finally alive."

Immediately, Du Weiguo couldn't wait to click on the system template.

There were no changes in his three measurements, but he was mentally prepared for this and did not feel disappointed.

His current physical condition should have reached its limit and reached an invisible bottleneck.

If you want to continue to improve your three attributes, you must upgrade your immortal body and raise the upper limit.

As for the upgraded skill of mind transmission, it is called Primary Space Walker. The introduction is extremely concise, and it can perform short-distance teleportation in outer space.

"Damn! This dog is shorter than the system. How short is the distance?"

Du Weiguo stood up cursing and was about to teleport back to Saint Zhidun to try it out.

St. George and Mumbai are separated by the Indian Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean, as well as the Middle East and the whole of Africa, with a straight-line distance of more than 11000 kilometers.

This is the longest distance Du Weiguo knows and can think of immediately.

However, just as the idea of ​​teleportation arose, a spatial anchor point that had never existed before suddenly appeared in Du Weiguo's consciousness.

Moon.

Once when he was bored, in order to test his own extreme eyesight, Du Weiguo looked at the moon at night.

You know, even the magnification of an astronomical telescope is only between 50 and 200 times.

His extraordinary vision has reached 24 times, and with the bonus granted by his super high physique, it is almost better than a telescope.

Although the craters on the lunar surface cannot be seen clearly, the basic outline can still be distinguished.

At this moment, the spatial anchor point that emerged in Du Weiguo's consciousness was the largest crater on the front of the moon that he had observed.

Moreover, Du Weiguo could clearly feel that he only needed to teleport twice in a row to get here.

  Question: What is the distance between the Earth and the Moon?

Answer: There will be differences in different places and at different times, but the overall difference is not big, with a minimum of 38 kilometers.

In other words, Du Weiguo's teleportation distance can now reach at least 19 kilometers, no more, no less.

So, what is the diameter of the earth? 1.28 kilometers, so now Du Weiguo can travel around the earth 15 times in one teleport.

According to legend, one of Sun Wukong's somersaults covered a distance of 5.4 miles, which is only kilometers.

Now Du Weiguo only needs to think about it and Monkey King will have to do three and a half somersaults. As long as he wants, he can tire this monkey to death!

With this skill alone, he has secured a place even in the legendary fairyland.

"Hahaha! Bullshit! I've stood up!"

After figuring this out, Du Weiguo laughed wildly, as if he was crazy.

The next moment, he disappeared right where he was.

3 hours later, it was noon.

Taipei, Wanhua, Sanyanqiao Restaurant.

This shop is a decades-old brand. It is said that it started its business as early as the Guangxu period. Its most signature dish is braised pig's trotters.

The pig's trotters in his restaurant are tender and crispy to the bone, fatty but not greasy, and are seasoned with secret spices. Every time they come out of the pot, the whole street is filled with the aroma of meat that goes straight to the top of your head.

Although Du Weiguo does not have a special sense of smell and relies on his nose to make a living, his sense of smell is far superior to that of ordinary people. The key is that he is knowledgeable.

"Tsk, no wonder it smells so good, it turns out it's because of the addition of sakura shells."

As he walked past, he could smell the secret seasoning of this old shop just by sniffing.

Before coming to Taiwan, Du Weiguo had traveled around his entire territory in a mysterious way, even visiting Beijing and London.

Although there are some shortcomings, overall it can be summed up in four words: peace in the world.

Just like the store in front of him, although there were some unknown dirty things, Du Weiguo still walked in.

His current physique is immune to all poisons, so he doesn't need to worry about these details. Problems that can be overcome are not a problem for him.

At noon, just as time for lunch, the restaurant was packed with people, all the seats were occupied, and everyone was busy, sweating profusely and without stopping.

"Good afternoon, sir. Are you here?"

However, as soon as Du Weiguo entered the door, an alert young man wiped the sweat from his forehead and greeted him with a smile.

As the old saying goes, respect the clothes first and then the person. Du Weiguo was dressed luxuriously and it was obvious at first glance that he was a wealthy man.

Even though this restaurant is doing a booming business, it is unorthodox and not worthy of being mentioned in public. Most of the real upper class people know the background of this restaurant and will not patronize it easily.

This restaurant has two floors, with a open-air counter on the first floor and private rooms on the second floor.

"Are there any private rooms upstairs?"

Du Weiguo smiled and stuffed a hundred-yuan note into the boy's chest pocket.

"Yes, yes, the boss upstairs has reserved a private room for distinguished guests. Sir, I'll take you upstairs."

The young man had sharp eyes and saw the denomination of the banknote clearly. He immediately smiled so hard that his eyebrows were not visible and he nodded and bowed.

"Sir, our specialty is braised pig's trotters. In addition, we also have steamed dragon fish, stewed sea cucumber, abalone and asparagus, spicy crab, stir-fried shrimp, stir-fried squid waist, and stir-fried squid. These are also good."

The waiter skillfully poured Du Weiguo a cup of oolong tea and introduced the dishes enthusiastically, saying that all the dishes were the best.

"Okay, just as you say. Give me one of each." Du Weiguo responded without comment.

Now, money is really just a number to him, and he can also be as shameless as Mr. Ma and say, "I am not interested in money."

"Well, sir, would you like to eat or drink?"

"No more drinking."

"What do you eat as your staple food? We have white rice, glutinous rice, danzi noodles, fried rice noodles, and osmanthus cake~"

The waiter was introducing the topic, but Du Weiguo interrupted him and said, "Just rice will do."

"Okay, sir, please have some tea and wait, I'll serve you the food."

The waiter refilled Du Weiguo's tea and very naturally helped him straighten his slightly tilted handbag.

Looking at the boy's receding back, Du Weiguo spat and his face darkened.

"Damn it, is it really like what Hu Da said, that I am not tolerated by the world? Bah, I want peace in the world!" (End of this chapter)