Quick Travel System: Age Strategy

There are many people like her who are so reckless. These people cannot recognize what is good and have no background, so they become tools in the hands of those behind the planned movement.

They assigned them to regions arbitrarily without asking their wishes, changing the lives of people like the original person for most of the time.

There is a high probability that they will all stay here for ten years.

Even those who can survive may not be able to go back. What they have wasted is their best youth time, which will be dedicated to this land.

Cheng Cheng straightened his back, looked at them and asked, "What are your names?"

"We haven't formally introduced ourselves to each other yet. Hi, my name is Kutuluk. I'm 18 years old and from the Xinjiang Uyghur ethnic group."

"My name is Ailigu Maimaiti, I am from Xinjiang and I am 17 years old."

"My name is Mayila. I am from Xinjiang, 17 years old, and I am also from the Hakka ethnic group."

"Usman is from the Xinjiang Uyghur ethnic group."

After everyone briefly introduced themselves, Chengcheng started to introduce himself.

"My name is Ayiguli. I just turned 17 this year. I am from the Uyghur ethnic group."

The people present remembered each other's names, and then people from the same nationality began to get acquainted with each other because they had common topics.

Chengcheng, Kuturuk and Usman are from the same ethnic group, and Mayila and Ailigu Mamtim are from the same ethnic group. The five people are invisibly divided into two small circles.

Mayira was pleasantly surprised that there were people from her own ethnic group here, and Ailigu Mamtim also felt that it was a fate, as they were the only two people from the same ethnic group here.

Chengcheng also started chatting with the other two men. Although they were all from Jiangyu, they did not live in the same place and they had never known each other before.

Among them was a boy named Kuturuk, who was the first person to notice that she was unwell when she was receiving the memory. He had a relatively gentle personality.

The other boy, Usman, was more quiet and he rarely spoke during the conversation.

During the chat, Cheng Cheng asked the system in his mind, "Yitong, is there a male protagonist among the three boys present?"

[No, the male protagonist is not an educated youth. ]

After learning this important news, Chengcheng's curiosity about the three boys instantly dissipated a lot.

Mayila noticed that she was a little depressed, so she stood up and sat next to her.

She whispered, "Ayiguli, you are so beautiful. Can I be your friend?"

Chengcheng looked at Mayila. This girl from the border was also quite good-looking. Her facial features were three-dimensional and she had a unique beauty, like a star.

"Of course, you look great too."

When Mayira heard her praising herself, the apples of her face quickly turned red.

Chengcheng looked at Mayira and then glanced at Usman and felt that both of them were introverted and shy. It was unclear when two people with the same personality would become familiar with each other.

Cheng Cheng looked around and brought up the topic, "What a coincidence that we both come from the same place."

"Yeah, it's a coincidence."

"I saw some of my classmates were assigned to places far away in the south, and I was glad that we were assigned to the grassland."

"That grassland isn't close here, it's considered to be in the north."

"Our place is not close to anywhere."

Hearing that everyone was about to end the topic again, Cheng Cheng said calmly: "Finally, we can come out and visit other places. Let's all be happy."

"That's true. I've never left the territory in my life."

"Me too, this is my first time here."

"I think the station here is well built, so the place we're going to shouldn't be bad either."

……

Seeing everyone resume their animated chat, Chengcheng quietly dropped offline, closed his eyes and took a nap for a while.

The educated youth who came with her didn't seem to react as strongly as she did, and she didn't know what happened to the original person.

Cheng Cheng asked the system in her heart, "You said that my body is so uncomfortable, is it possible that my original body was not used to the local climate, and I made it even more unbearable?!"

[I don't rule out the possibility you mentioned. I've analyzed your body and it's not a big deal. You'll recover in a few days.]

"You said it lightly, how about you try to feel it?"

Feeling the resentment in the host's tone, he rejected it all: "I don't want it, you just bear with it."

"Hey! Little Potong." Why do these words sound so unpleasant to the ears!

Chengcheng secretly made a note to the system and planned to go back to the system space to deal with it.

"It seems that the people who are here to pick us up are here." Mayila touched her gently with her hand.

Chengcheng opened her eyes and looked over. In just a blink of an eye, the system told her the person's information.

[The protagonist! He is coming, he is coming, he is walking towards us!! The one leading the way is him. ]

"I know, could you please be more steady?"

Cheng Cheng retorted to the system in his mind, and then observed the man in the lead.

He was wearing a loose white Mongolian robe, a red belt, a pair of black leather boots with gold thread patterns, and a Mongolian knife on the belt.

He has a rather rough appearance, with yellow skin, but he is handsome yet not gentle.

He is tall and sturdy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, like a majestic lion approaching you, with an unconcealable domineering aura.

She had never met such a person before. In the previous world, only Geng He from the second world could compare with him.

But if you look closely, there are some differences between the two men. Geng He is a tough guy among rough guys, but the man in front of him has an aura of a barbarian, just like the barbarians in ancient times.

Gives people the impression that he is not someone who is easy to mess with.

The people following him were not as strong as him, but one could tell they were a group from the same style of Mongolian robes they wore.

He walked over solemnly and looked at the people sitting in the chairs. "You are the educated youth who went to the countryside, right?"

"Yes."

"It's us."

The man took out a piece of thin paper from his robe and checked each person one by one.

After making sure he had found the right person, he stuffed the paper back into his chest.

He said to them, "Saibainu, my name is Huhedawa. Kelun Prairie is under the jurisdiction of my uncle. I am here to take you there under his orders."

"This is our first meeting. On behalf of Kelun Grassland, I welcome you."

He also spoke with an accent, making it even harder for people in the region, where Chinese is already difficult to understand, to understand.

Among these people, only Cheng Cheng could understand a few words and knew that he was welcoming him. Cheng Cheng looked at him and said, "Hello, nice to meet you."

Seeing that someone could understand him, Huhedawa's eyes lit up and he took off the Hada hanging around his neck and put it around her neck.

He said in a gruff voice: "This is a kind of etiquette we follow to welcome distinguished guests from afar."

"Hada has great significance to us. Now I offer it to you to bless you to come here."

Cheng Cheng showed a bright smile on her face, touched the long white silk satin around her neck, and said to him: "Thank you."