[Rebirth of the Future] Furutake Era

Qiao Sheng answered a phone call and was about to leave in a hurry. He exchanged the optical brain number with Shiba. Shiba vaguely remembered that when he received the optical brain, he had heard Banya mention to him that he had reissued the optical brain. The optical brain is under the name of the Federal Military Region, and Shiba is confident that the database of the Federal Military Region is not so easy to search.

Qiao Sheng didn't wear the straight military uniform he wore when we first met, but just put on a plain shirt casually, the buttons were not all buttoned up, revealing the vaguely beautiful collarbone.He is thin, his upper body is like an inverted triangle, his legs are long and straight, and his hips make the slacks show their greatest beauty. Eighteen squinted his eyes and stared at Qiao Sheng's leaving back, the fat editor-in-chief He whispered in his ear a few times.

"Huh?" Shiba looked back at him, the fat editor-in-chief grinned awkwardly, and gestured towards the room, Shiba knowingly withdrew his gaze and walked in, staring at the stone road that he was going to go next——

"Editor Tang really has a wide range of friends. With such a withdrawn personality, Qiao Sheng can also make friends with you."

"Mr. Hahanan, what do you say?" The fat editor's laughter was as loud as thunder, "I have also discussed with him about his stubborn temper, there is no way, I can't change it after getting used to it, and it's not his fault. Speaking of my friendship with him, if it wasn't for the four years of working together in the same dormitory at the same school, it really wouldn't be as deep as it is now!"

"Sleeping together?" Eighteen's tone was filled with curiosity, "Editor Tang is also a student of Catherine Mela?"

The fat editor-in-chief touched his head when he heard the words, but he didn't care: "I don't look like this, right? Hahaha, many people have said that, there is no way, I was assigned a civilian job after being assigned from the army, As a result, the belly behind the desk is getting bigger and bigger, and now I don’t bother to do genetic modification.”

Shiba laughed cooperatively, thinking about Qiao Sheng's matter in his heart: "Looking at the age of editor-in-chief Tang, it's almost time for him to be promoted, so don't get used to the work with too much exercise!? Qiao Sheng is the same as you. After taking office, they have all become prosecutors, so Editor-in-Chief Tang will naturally be no worse than him."

The fat chief editor's breathing was short for a moment, and a fiery light flashed in his eyes. His footsteps paused, and Shiba took advantage of the trend to walk in front of him. Immediately humbled——

"With Mr. Nan's words, Tang feels at ease, and I will ask Mr. Nan to take care of him in the future..."

Eighteen lowered his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Since there are demands from others, this kind of attitude is correct!

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"I took things away like this, what should the above say, and how do you respond?"

Shiba suppressed the excitement in his heart, touched the ancient book with his fingertips exuding the simple and simple fragrance of history from the inside out, and in a few minutes, it would be completely his own.

The editor-in-chief made this decision obviously after deliberation. Hearing Shiba's seemingly kind reminder, he just smiled calmly. The Federation did not participate in the whole process from the discovery to the acquisition of ancient books. In this case, if you want to Create some accidents to make this ancient book disappear forever in front of people's eyes. There are thousands of ways in his mind to leave no trace.

"Don't worry, even if he sends special agents to investigate, they will never find any clues."

The fat editor-in-chief said this, and handed over a common translation machine of the Federation, which was specially requested by Shiba. After the power was connected to the head, Shiba could freely transliterate the Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures into world texts. Common federal characters, of course, also need to add supporting music scores, this is not a small project.

Shiba played with the two simple sucker-shaped connectors on the translator, as if he was not in a hurry. No matter how quiet the room was, the fat editor-in-chief did not dare to breathe out while wiping the sweat from his forehead. , I'm afraid that if the ancestor in front of me is not careful, he will drop the pick and quit.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you something." Eighteen suddenly looked up at the fat editor-in-chief, and he threw the translator in his hand on the sofa beside him, "I took your job privately. The tutor doesn't know, that is to say, I don't care who's name is written at the end of this book, but one thing is, if it is revealed that this book is translated by me, then I will take all publishing rights Take it back, do you understand?"

For the translation this time, Shiba just wanted to take out a certain volume from the huge collection of books in his mind to fool people. This is the wisdom of the predecessors, and Shiba didn't want to rely on other people's things What's more, with the seemingly obvious bureaucratic characteristics of the fat editor-in-chief, Shiba can't be sure whether the copyright of this book can belong to him in the end, but there is no doubt that since the two people have the same If you want to put forward his idea, it will definitely be much better than operating in the dark in the future. Both of them can live up to their face, and Shiba can use this open-minded appearance to fight for more things for himself.

The fat editor secretly scolded the little fox in his heart.He originally planned to give him a buyout fee after Shiba translated it. Although the author will write Shiba's name, all commercial interests will be cut off from Shiba later, although the copyright does not belong to him. Yes, but if this booklet is finally found out to have any academic errors, then the responsibility in the future will still be borne by the original author who translated the book. Cut off the good plan that had been brewing in his mind for a long time.

Being seen through the calculations in his heart, the fat editor-in-chief is also a little embarrassed while annoyed. It is common sense to infer that most people who devote themselves to learning have dead brains. , This kind of sourness has not been encountered before. In the end, most of the two sides ended up with red faces, red ears, old age and death. Backing, so as not to be tossed by the notoriety in the circle to have nothing to do.

The editor-in-chief carefully observed Shiba's calm expression, and was not sure what Shiba was thinking, so he gritted his teeth and could only take a step back: "Mr. Nan, you want to sign a confidentiality contract?"

"Heh!" Shiba exaggeratedly snorted, tilted his head and smiled, "Isn't this a necessary procedure? Could it be that your company never signs contracts with authors?"

The fat editor-in-chief laughed awkwardly: "To be honest, there has never been such a precedent before...but...but of course this can be broken!"

The editor-in-chief's words are really not nonsense. The ancient earth culture has a strong backer. Most of the works in the past were bought out at one stroke. This method is the best way to protect the interests. Like this, you need to sign a confidentiality contract This is really the first time in history.But seeing that Shiba nodded readily and was about to leave, the fat editor-in-chief gritted his teeth and could only accept it with a grin. Then he quickly connected the inside line to the secretary, explained the terms to be added, and looked at it from the corner of his eye. Shiba, who sipped the new tea in a leisurely manner, did not dare to have any contemptuous thoughts in his heart.

Although this Mr. Nan looks like a weak scholar, he is more sophisticated than anyone else in his heart.

It was probably the first time for the secretary to do this business, and it took a while before the contract was delivered. She lowered her head, but she kept glancing at Shiba from the corner of her eye, probably to see who the hell was able to make her cunning The editor-in-chief was forced to retreat steadily.

Feeling the gaze, Shiba also felt a little interesting in his heart, so he simply raised his head and gave her an upright smile. The secretary staggered in shock, and after putting down the contract, he blushed and ran out with his head shrunk.

The fat editor-in-chief probably saw some of it, and wanted to adjust the atmosphere. He laughed at the door, and then said, "This is my right-hand man. Mr. Nan is amazingly charming. If we kidnap her too, my little editor-in-chief will be very angry." It just won't work!"

Shiba twitched the corners of his mouth indifferently. He was not interested in this kind of career-oriented girl. He raised his hand and flipped through the contract on the table. The sincerity of the editor-in-chief is still sufficient.

This made Shiba's confidence even stronger. Now that someone else is asking him, although he is not very clear about how to put on a posture, he can also weigh eight points. Seeing that what should be done is similar, Shiba also I didn’t make things difficult anymore, and drove the fat editor out. I squatted in the office by myself and carefully recorded the "Great Compassion Mantra" with the score. High technology is indeed a good thing. Rows and rows of strange and weird federal characters were neatly printed on white paper and spit out from the machine one by one.

This is an easy job, and Shiba is not tired. He picked up a piece of white paper and observed it. Fortunately, he found that the recording method of the music score seems to be the same as that of the previous earth, and the memory of the original owner is also somewhat fragmented. About the memory of the music class, Shiba hummed twice according to the tune, and there was nothing wrong.

"Come in—" Shiba called softly to the door of the office, he knew that the fat editor-in-chief was worried about eavesdropping.

The door couldn't bear the heavy pressure, and the moment the door crack was opened, the door frame collapsed. The fat editor fell into a pile of sawdust in embarrassment, got up and spit out several mouthfuls of ashes.

Shiba didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Holding the stack of white papers with bright eyes, the fat editor-in-chief recited silently several times in his heart, then he couldn't care about anything else, and immediately picked up the receiver on the table and yelled loudly at the other end——

"Now! Immediately go to the Cultural Bureau to get the approval! Others, contact the printing factory!! Immediately!"

He fiddled with the stack of paper treasures to some mysterious place under the desk, and then he was able to smile with Shiba: "Mr. Nan, you really made a great contribution this time! Although you gave up the right to be famous, but ! You must believe that this book will shine brightly in the near future! You are a hero of the Federation!!!"

Shiba didn't have that kind of passionate mood at all, he rolled his eyes at the fat editor-in-chief: "I'm almost going back, where is the money?"

The fat editor-in-chief coughed for a while, choking on his impassioned saliva, and then stared at Shiba sadly with red eyes twitching and the corners of his mouth: "I'll ask someone to call you into the account..."

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Eighteen has always believed that my talents will be useful. God exiled him to this strange world for no reason. It is definitely not for him to suffer.

Holding the contract in duplicate, Shiba confirmed that the transfer had been completed, and readily agreed to the editor-in-chief's statement that after the book was approved and listed, the final payment would be made according to market sales.

Anyway, even if it is a dollar, it is all for nothing. It is definitely more profitable to keep the Ancient Earth Culture Publishing House than to recover all the profits at once.

A one-time transfer of 75 yuan was transferred to the card. Although it is not much, and the fat editor must have eaten the profit, it is only a down payment of 30.00% of all funds. For Shiba, 75 yuan is enough for his current spending It’s canceled. After all, on the federal side, I don’t know if this Buddhist scripture can be confirmed and reviewed. If the editor-in-chief can rely on this book to obtain political achievements, then the future future must be limitless. Shiba still wants to establish a good relationship with him Basic.

Since he just entered the school, Tewei'an didn't start teaching very esoteric subjects right away. The place where the formal teaching was said to be in the unsightly teaching building after the bombing of Tewei'an, all the freshmen were driven to the highest floor Studying, the teaching building has nearly [-] floors, but there is no power-assisted elevator. The seniors on the second floor told the first-year students sympathetically that Professor An had to cut this fee in order to reduce the school's repayment funds. .

When everyone arrived in the hall panting, they all started to complain, Shiba was very and extremely regretful that he had chosen such a perverted major.

Dao Zhuang Lie sat far behind Shiba, looking at Shiba from time to time, there was no one within a ten meter radius around her, and the only two other girls looked right. Shiba quite liked, huddled together and gossiped about something, and there was a burst of "silver bell" laughter from time to time.

Eighteen was thinking about the appointment he made with Mr. Crane not long ago. His body was really weak, but he was already exhausted after only a few floors. From this point of view, the ancient martial arts arena in the imaginary world was quite suitable for him. What is needed now.After that, he also checked the information of the ancient martial arts arena to some extent. In the federation where ancient martial arts are especially popular, it is natural that an arena that provides fighting places for warriors is indispensable, and the ancient martial arts arena is naturally the best among them .

Needless to say, most of the best in the industry have some subtle connections with the government, and the Ancient Martial Arena is no exception. It is authorized by the Federation, and the managers behind the scenes are said to be well-known in the Federation, but no one can see it Shu Shuhan, one of the three generals of the Federation.

There are three ancient martial arts arenas. The first one is on a fringe planet where common people in the Federation rarely set foot—Poverty Planet.

The poor star is different from the commoner star. Although the commoner star also has a small number of poor people's residences, those places that are called slums, except for a little weak security, the overall living atmosphere is relatively warm, but the poor star is different.

It was a dark world in the true sense. Although it belonged to the federation, few federal criminal policemen were willing to meddle in the affairs there. Naturally, pity for one's life was one aspect, and more importantly, in today's day when the people's force is so powerful, There is always a need for an unmanaged area to provide a place to vent. The poor star is the best choice. The people there are struggling on the poverty line. In order to make a living, they are fierce and perverse. The only way out is where they compete, gamble, accept business, and sell.Prostitution or drug trafficking, in short, all the jobs that can make them survive are done.

The largest prostitution group in the Federation, the largest black boxing ring in the Federation, the largest smuggling gang in the Federation, and the largest killer group in the Federation were born there...

All shady activities are reasonable and legal in that place.

Whenever the people of the Federation mention that place, they often keep it secret. Although there is no explanation through all channels, but for a long time, people have already understood some common sense in their hearts. .

The second ancient martial arts arena is located on the land where Shiba set foot. Socrates Floating City, as the most prosperous business district in the galaxy, how can it not provide such an indispensable place for crime?The ancient martial arts arena is open in the biggest auction house of Socrates——

Next to Larwingers, it only provides a narrow elevator, and someone will sit there 24 hours a day and sign a contract with the tourists who enter the arena: entering the arena, life or death, each depends on luck and ability.

Of course, if the tourists just enter the arena to gamble or watch the competition, as long as they bring enough commission, the bodyguards in the arena can ensure that they will be sent out fat, intact, and without a single hair falling out. .

This has effectively promoted the economic and trade development of Socrates, and the ancient martial arts arena in Socrates also enjoys many privileges that ordinary merchants cannot enjoy. You must know that almost tens of thousands of warriors die in it every year. After the consulates of each country receive the certificate of life and death signed by the warrior or tourist, the matter will be taken away. You know, the ancient martial arts arena is Socrates' big taxpayer every year. If you lose this The black boxing arena, and even Socrates' economy, I'm afraid it will go backwards for three or four years.

And the last one is in the huge virtual world that occupies 30.00% of the Federation's population.

This is also the arena that people are most willing to go to. If you use your spirit to compete, the biggest injury you will suffer is just brain death. However, the medical skills of the Federation have long ignored such small injuries and are truly fatal. Yes, it is a physical trauma. If your meridian is shattered, or your head is cut off by your opponent, uh... and cut in half, then sorry, the doctors of the Federation can only mourn for you.

The author has something to say: finally succeeded in making Xiao Shiba earn the first pot of gold in life!

Some readers under the comments said that the progress of this article is too slow, hehe, in fact, I don’t have a smooth grasp of the rhythm, but the next plot will be faster, squatting... I have been worried that the rhythm will be too fast. It’s hard to understand. About CP, I want to say that the main theme of this article will probably be the main theme of the protagonist. There will be emotional dramas, but not many, adultery, etc., the same...