My dad's lieutenant seems to be a time traveler

Seven,

In fact, the door leading to the corridor from the living room can be opened as soon as someone approaches, and even this door is very polite, saying goodbye to me.

Of course I say goodbye to it too!

At most three seconds after I finished speaking, I quickly said "goodbye" to it, because as soon as I stepped into the corridor, I realized that this corridor looks exactly like the various corridors of the Nimbus.The same clean white walls, silvery floors and ceilings, blinding to the eye, some ceilings glowing blue or orange.

My mother, isn't this still the Nimbus?

Is there any difference between the Nimbus 1000 years ago and the Nimbus 1000 years later?I can't tell.

I was so scared that I shrank back without even sticking my head out of the door...

For the next few minutes, I just wandered around in Chen Yuyuan's living room like a chicken without a head, unable to think of any good solution.

Zhang Wensheng is obviously close at hand, but I can't go to him. I have a lot to say, and I have to see him before I can say it.I walked around the room and thought for a while, since I was going out and I was afraid of being recognized, why not wrap a sheet around my head?

I didn't just think about it, I said it.I grabbed the responsive mirror and said to it: I want to go out but don't want to be seen face, what should I do?

Without thinking about it, the mirror immediately showed me a line of words: You can change into a lab coat.

I was just about to ask where it was, but this guy was extremely considerate, and had already switched to a photo of the room, with a painted hand pointing directly at a corner of the wall.

It turned out that the laboratory work clothes suggested by the mirror were the "white impermanence" clothes I had seen before: pure white, covering the sky and the ground, even covering my face.It's just that the design is a little better, and there is an extra waist at the waist, and the fabric is not as thick as the ones I tried before.

There is a sticker on the chest of the clothes, with two lines of "Chen Yuyuan" and "Benjamin Chan" written on it, and other words written on the shoulder.

Although I don't know how to read Benjamin or anything like that, I saw that these two lines of words were particularly correct, and I guessed that it might be the foreign name of my great-grandson.After all, when I came here, there were many gentlemen who were already keen to give themselves such foreign names, and they liked to use cursive characters that were difficult to distinguish, and signed them on their personal photos as gifts to friends.

Of course, this is Chen Yuyuan's "laboratory overalls", and it is really an honor for him to be requisitioned by Mr. Ben at this time.Without hesitation, I put myself in it——I found that my feet were not big enough and my legs were not long enough, so I had to go into the bedroom and picked up two monographs "Working Principles of Wave Energy Through the Locator" by my great-grandson on the bed sheet He tore off two strips of cloth and tied them to the soles of his feet to cheat.

Dressed up, I stepped on two thick books, held a coat, swayed, moved step by step, went out and turned right.

Now you can look at the corridor with confidence, only to find that the so-called turn right next door does not exist, this corridor is very long.The room Chen Yuyuan lives in is X3, and there are similar small doors densely packed on both sides of the corridor, and I have to go a long way to find X23.

The things I worried about along the way were quite ridiculous... I was worried that when I actually delivered the clothes, Zhang Wensheng's clothes were already dry and he didn't need them anymore.

So what am I going to say to him?What can I say to him?

I did this on a whim, and to be honest, I don't even know if he needs this dress or not.I just want to send it.

There was no one else in the corridor, and although I walked slowly, nothing extra happened.Because there are books under my feet, I can only drag along, and the road becomes unbelievably long.After much difficulty, I came to the door marked X23.

Zhang Wensheng really lives at the end of the corridor, in a corner.His door stood alone in the corner, like the lonely cold nest of some small animal.The location of this door is a corner, and there is another door leading to other places, which may also be a corridor full of rooms... In short, he is caught in a corner, and he lives in a corner that is easily overlooked and forgotten.

I stood in front of the door and knocked, but I couldn't make a sound through my clothes.The door was not consciously opened for me like Chen Yuyuan's own, and it confronted me silently.

I whispered: Brother Sheng!

There was no answer at the door, and neither did Zhang Wensheng.

I was a little anxious, raised my voice and said: Open the door!I'm looking for Zhang Wensheng!

A spot of light suddenly opened on the door, cast it on my chest, and swept across the sticker with my name written on it.Then it disappeared, and the sliding door opened to one side, exposing the entire dark and lifeless room in front of my eyes, and the rustling of running water could be heard in the distance.

Instead, I was at a loss and stood at the door, not daring to enter without permission.How will Zhang Wensheng come to see me?Is he like the one I first met, or the grumpy one I met later?

I dare not guess.

I stood at the door, the door was already open, but Zhang Wensheng did not appear.Finally, I gritted my teeth, hugged my clothes, and strode in, shouting: Guess what I brought for you!

I was taken aback as soon as I finished speaking, and I always felt that I had said this sentence to a person named Zhang Wensheng once in a certain time and place.

Before I could finish my stupefaction, the lights in the dark living room were suddenly turned on, and a drenched man appeared at the door of the bathroom.

Zhang Wensheng, his clothes were open, his body was drenched, and I seemed to feel the coldness coming from him through many barriers.His eyes stared straight at me, which was completely covered by the overalls, and I couldn't tell it was my own "face" at all.

His hands were hanging on the door frames on both sides of the bathroom, dripping from his arms, and a lot of water flowed down...

...and blood.

There was no intact skin on the knuckles of his hands, and the cracked skin seemed to be caused by repeated heavy blows on hard objects.

I was too scared to speak by the blood on his hands.Instead, he spoke first.

He stared at me with the kind of burning eyes that I know: Thank you... thank you... did you come here specifically to find me?professor……

He started walking towards me, arms outstretched.Under the direct light of the headlights, he looked haggard and thin, but it was obvious that his face was delicate. This Zhang Wensheng was obviously younger and weaker than anyone I had ever seen.

He was probably going to come over and hug me.He's even calling out for what he thinks is a visitor.

He called out loudly: Professor!I... I don't want to trouble you... I...

I didn't move. I didn't know whether to tell him right away that I was not his professor.I was horrified by his abnormal appearance, just staring at him, watching him like a soulless living ghost, sprinkling some blood water every step he took.

In the end, he only took four or five steps at most, and he fell down in front of me, unconscious.