Frost Wings

Who am I, why am I here, where am I going?

After waking up from a cold wooden bed, his mind was chaotic, and under the daze, the legendary philosophical triad appeared in his head.

What is my name?

william.

No, there should also be a name.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his head. This sharp pain did not act on the body, but from the inside out, and the ripples generally radiated from the mind to the nerves.

He opened his blood-red eyes, as if in the sickly bright red pupils, in a confined space the size of five or six football fields, three huge oval spheres in the shape of a mountain were placed in a huge glass vessel, uncountable. The pipes connected to the utensils and the ceiling above the space, the colorless and transparent liquid in the utensils surrounded the sphere, and a thin layer of crushed ice floated on it.

what is this? omen? Also, why three, obviously it should be two...

Wait, how do I know it's supposed to be two?

memory?

The young man held his head, and his mind gradually became clear.

I should be called Bai He, an orphan who used to be diligent, a liberal arts research monk who had cultivated successfully on scholarships and student loans, and lived in the reference room of the museum after graduation. He was an elderly middle school 2 who gradually decayed in the bureaucratic life.

Or, now I'm William, an elementary-school dropout of white society trash, punk, mildly albino, robbing and stealing for a living.

According to the routine of the starting point flow, this should be a crossing.

But it seems that the world is really not very good to me.

The young man realized this, looking at the thin young man in the mirror, he couldn't help but spit out.

Just these two or two muscles, robbing in the middle of the night, at most bullying little beggars and weak girls.

Also, what else is missing...

He looked at the mirror and suddenly had a very bad feeling. He vaguely felt that this time-travel was not that simple, and that serious information had been missed.

What could it be?

He rubbed his swollen temples, trying to recall the illusion just now in his mind, but he felt that the illusion was erased in his mind, and he couldn't remember anything.

Gollum~

He rubbed his stomach, his face suddenly painful.

In addition to the pain, there are still some memories.

This is hunger.

His expression instantly froze, and he recalled the scene in the university.

With the scholarship and part-time work-study, I can get a certain amount of money, but the student loan is deleted... Probably only two meals a day of steamed buns and pickles are left.

But this brother William seems to be unable to deal with the steamed bread and pickles.

He opened the refrigerator and found a half-eaten hot dog according to the newly added memory. Instead, he sat down, took out a dusty notebook and a fountain pen, and frowned and wrote a few drawings with the pen in his mouth, but half of the writing was missing. out of water.

He didn't care, he just continued to write following his thoughts.

Traversal form: soul wear, fusion.

The status quo of crossing objects: homeless children, social dregs.

Education: Primary school.

Valuable property: a pair of old kidneys picked up from the **** heap, an old computer made up of pieces and pieces, a one-bedroom house that was inherited, and two months of electricity and water bills in arrears.

Physical condition: thin, sub-healthy.

...

William turned his pen, looked at the busy street outside the window, frowned and began to think about the road ahead.

A life of poverty is unbearable for him. Just like when he was poor, he was able to nibble on a head full of pickles and work hard, but after a year of work, he was not an active and hard worker. After reaching a platform, Baihe realized. Their quality is not top-notch, and the upper limit of the road they choose is also limited. With the ceiling of his background, he may not be able to reach the upper level of the society by his own strength. Maybe he has worked for several years and more than ten years, and before retiring, he will become a deputy curator, or he will study hard to become a Ph.D. Curator, but nothing more than that.

As a helpless and lonely army, this is probably a counterattack, but if he wants to truly complete the reversal, Baihe believes that the most cost-effective model is to marry a high-IQ wife and train the next generation well.

For grassroots to truly rise, it often requires the continuous efforts of several generations or even dozens of generations. People with normal thinking and limited ability will realize this in the process of mixing society. It was just this realization that made the former Bai He extremely painful. Your own life is only once. With an extreme ego outlook on life, museum member Bai He chose a paper-man-style life.

The current situation is a bit grim. William is already 17 years old. At this time, it is time to go back to the road of a normal person. I am afraid it will be too late.

However, there are still some opportunities.

No felony record, no history of drug and alcohol abuse, William secretly thanked God in his heart that if he got these, he would have only one way to get in the dark in a vibrant social group. In a relatively orderly society, people without capital have a hopelessly low chance of success in this path, but the price of failure is staggeringly high.

The law-abiding path of kingship, probably there is still left to join the army?

The salary of Bai Guo joining the army is acceptable. After the successful recruitment, he can provide a stipend to go to college and continue to make progress. It is an optional way to turn around.

There are two levels to consider in the recruitment system, one is physical fitness, and the other is the ASVAB exam.

Without a high school degree, you can only pass the exam.

I don't know where the self-confidence came from, William believed that this exam would not be difficult for him, and the only thing to consider is physical fitness.

His eyesight is fine, but he doesn't want to die suddenly during recruit training due to physical problems.

Sitting under the early morning light, he was thinking about his future path very seriously and deeply just like when he was faced with the choice of going to high school or entering the society when he graduated from junior high school.

Need a job, this job does not need too many requirements, as long as it provides enough nutrition to improve the physique.

William put down the pen, he let out a breath, covered his shoulders with some trembling, and quickly changed into a down jacket and thick pants. The East Rocky Mountains and the west Arabian Mountains created a unique funnel-shaped terrain on Blue Star. , imagine the sour scene of the cold air from the north going south through the funnel, and you can deeply understand why this continent did not give birth to any decent civilization before the arrival of the colonists.

Wait a minute, I seem to have missed something...

The rise of the law-abiding king?

Get fucked!

Play your sister's rebirth without using your golden finger?

If you don't open your golden fingers, what are you doing to fight with the rich and handsome? Needless to say, the rich and handsome, ordinary social elite, can you fight? Clam?

But what is my golden finger?

William covered his eyes, this time was indeed a few years earlier than the time he traveled through, but he neither cared about football or basketball, nor could he remember the starting point. The few paths that could make him rich were in the far east, waiting for He, a poor **** who can't even afford a plane ticket, has the capital to fly over, and it is estimated that the day lily is also cold.

And a more terrifying situation appeared, William gradually thought, and more questions came out...

Wait a minute, why do I know so much? There are many things that the original Baihe should not know, and neither should William.

What was the illusion just now? Why did you forget it after watching it? Wait, did this illusion really exist? It existed, yes, it did exist, completely, truly, what was its content? I don't know, so why am I so sure?

who I am? I'm Baihe? Or William?

A large amount of sweat soaked the young man's thin back, and his thinking went deep, and gradually he seemed to see a bottomless black hole, and opened his dark mouth to him.

Time seemed to suddenly stand still.

The pupils turned bright and translucent blood red from the outside to the inside. In the room with the doors and windows closed, a gust of wind seemed to blow up, and a clear voice penetrated his eardrums, shaking his mind. The strings of the piano were swaying, and the almost broken emotion trembled every bloodshot in his eyes.

"You! Failed! You! Betrayed! You want revenge!!"

"You are the king! You want to take back your mighty power! You! You will eventually sit on your throne again, until all the rebels are loyal and surrender."

"You are Baihe...you are..."

Bang!

The sharp voice became ragged in the weakening, until nothing could be heard but a biting vibrato. William staggered out of the small building, ignoring the many surprised eyes behind him - this little hooligan actually went out at noon?

"It's not right, it's really not right." William murmured to himself, who is Bai He?

Also his mia is the king? So the deceased squatting in the stack of papers is not it?

Secondary two, really secondary.

William stood in the middle of the street, looking at the sky covered with dark clouds, suddenly there was an illusion that all the dark clouds could be dispelled with a single roar, as if the blue sky would be restored with just one roar.

Well, yes, that's right, it's the middle two of this feeling.

But something must have happened to me, no, the former Baihe.

He frowned and pressed his stomach, but I didn't have the capital to investigate.

Yes, I don't have the capital to explore this.

William took a deep breath, thinking of Bai He, who was once embarrassed, wearing the clothes inherited from the elder brother in the welfare home, and looking at the clothes of his elementary school classmates and what he said to himself when he looked superficially at the lunch box.

That's right, I don't have the capital to think about that.

The bright red eyes gradually cooled down, just wait, when I have the capital.

The sky covered by dark clouds~www.wuxiahere.com~ is a rare and suitable time for albinos to travel. William calmed down and suddenly felt a strange movement in his pocket. He subconsciously threw a punch to the side, and a girl said in pain, 'woo~ ' He squatted down, holding the huge cross-tape buff on top of his head with both hands, and looked at William with tears in his eyes:

"William! Why did you hit me suddenly?"

"Because you violated my property rights, I have the right to take countermeasures." William rubbed his wrist, took out his kidney from the girl's pocket, and took a few banknotes: "As a mental damage fee, this is mine, Mary."

"Rogue, robber! A poor **** with such valuables all over his body." The 13- or 14-year-old girl with tattoos on half of her face stood up and cursed fiercely: "Hey! Why do you go out at noon? Why? Aren't you waiting for me at home?"

"What are you doing here? Waiting for you to steal my down jacket and pants? Or help Isaac to rush my protection money? I know you want to say you're not what I think you are, Mary, but you always like Make fun of me." William sighed: "You should study hard in middle school at this time."

"The drowsy class in the public garbage middle school is boring." The little girl stretched and her eyes suddenly brightened: "Why don't you go slaughter the fat sheep, come from a big tourist country, stupid, in the middle of the night. Oh fat sheep wandering around! By the way, why are you different from before?"

"It's nothing different, by the way..." William copied his pockets with both hands, took a few steps forward, and suddenly turned around: "I'll take care of the money you borrow, and interest will be attached when you pay it back. Also, tell Isa. I'm quitting, bye."

"Hey! Don't go! How the **** is the interest calculated! You tell me clearly! Hey! Damn William!"

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