I Hijacked The Timeline

Chapter 550: Revisiting the Old Ground (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, he went to the hotel cafeteria. As soon as he sat down, an enthusiastic staff member arrived with the menu. Former Days City was a coastal city, and one of its specialties was seafood. It was the largest seafood supply point of the East Sea.

Each day, the seafood unloaded at the port would initially be allocated to the supply area, then to Former Days City, and finally dispatched to other major cities in exchange for supplies like ores, technological products, and the like.

He opened the menu, and a majority of the ingredients listed were various types of seafood.

Steamed clams with garlic, eel rice in sauce, spicy squid, steamed prawns… If it was any type of seafood found in the East Sea, it could be located on the menu.

Of course, there was no special seafood produced in the domain field on the menu.

The seafood produced by the domain field contained Spiritual Qi and was generally supplied to the various research institutes and combat teams. Occasionally, it would be provided to top universities for special events.

Only a small amount will flow into the private market.

The probability of ordinary people tasting the spiritual ingredients produced in the Domain Field was slim, and online shopping was generally in a shortage.

After all, considering the broader picture, the delectability of these ingredients was secondary. What held significance was the enhancement of one’s physique through the consumption of such spiritual nourishment and the facilitation of various experiments.

After ordering a table of seafood, the staff member holding the tablet in charge of recording revealed a surprised expression.

The soldiers in the supply area could generally eat, but this was the first time they had seen someone eat so much.

However, the well-mannered staff did not say anything and immediately placed the order according to Feng Qi’s instructions.

While waiting, seafood delicacies from the supply area were served on the dining table.

These seafood had only been caught today; fresh and delicious.

Enhanced by various dipping sauces, the flavors of the seafood were brought to life. Throughout this time, Feng Qi indulged in hearty eating, his satisfaction evident.

The meal lasted more than an hour, and the table was filled with the remains of shellfish.

Satisfied, Feng Qi stood up to pay and returned to his room.

The notice of the rental unit had yet to arrive. Sitting on the sofa, he had nothing to do.

At this moment, the narrator’s voice sounded in his mind.

[Since you’re full, it’s time to do something.]

Upon hearing this, Feng Qi could not help but roll his eyes and raise his middle finger at the narrator in his heart.

“It will only affect my focus.”

[You must regularly sharpen your sword, or it won’t be effective. What’s the point if it’s not sharp? Watch out for rust.]

Feng Qi could not be bothered with the narrator.

He reached for the remote control and turned on the television.

There were very few entertainment programs in this era. Most of the television broadcasts were news about the front line, research institutes, or various learning channels.

Considering the looming threat of domain invasion over human civilization, engaging in entertainment would only be detrimental to all of humanity. There were no benefits.

Just as Lin Youshu, the founder of Star City Academy, had said.

There were strong and weak people. It was impossible for everyone to contribute to the future of humankind, but the most important thing was that the entire society had to have the spirit to work together.

This could be an inheritance engraved in the bones. Ordinary people could also be a part of the inheritance or even a relay.

Looking at the news broadcast, the banner below would occasionally flash the latest news from the front line of the East Supply Area.

As he changed channels, a piece of news caught his attention.

The media reported that a group of elite volunteers had appeared in Former Days City to help residents in various aspects of the city.

What caught his attention was not this incident, but the fact that the clothes worn by this group of volunteers had the mark of the Dark God’s statue.

He did not know if the Dark God Sect had joined the Spiritual Energy Race. However, through the news report, he knew that the development of the Dark God Sect had quietly begun in Former Days City.

He listened to the “volunteers” express their thoughts modestly.

He suddenly found it a bit ludicrous. A significant number of demons hiding within human society were carrying out actions under the guise of justice. Their deeds might even elicit cheers from onlookers.

However, very few people knew that under their glamorous appearance was an endless abyss as black as ink.

They used lies to shatter the true “justice”. Then, they sent them to prison and to the guillotine to destroy everything.ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

At the thought of this, he suddenly thought of a passage in a movie.

The gun fired.

Did you see who fired the shot?

I couldn’t see clearly. They were standing on the moral high ground, basking in the sunlight.

With these thoughts in his mind, Feng Qi gradually fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown period, a notification woke him up.

At this moment, he looked at the tablet that lit up beside him.

He reached out and held the tablet in front of him. Just as he had expected, the rental unit replied.

A message appeared on it.

[The modified ship No. 8 is ready. Location: Pier 6, Berth 5.]

Feng Qi stood up and began to pack his backpack.

There were not many items that he needed to carry. After taking out the clothes in his backpack, he only left behind his communication device and mind-calming potions.

Before leaving, he looked at the time. It was already 10 p.m..

At this moment, he left the hotel.

The supply area was still well-lit. He noticed that it was drizzling outside, with snowflakes mixed in the rain..