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Chapter 4 Society, Sister Hong

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    Feng Jun was startled by the loud noise and flying sparks, and subconsciously took two steps back. When he heard the shouts outside, he took a look at the charger that had turned into black charcoal, turned around, and walked away as if nothing had happened.  opened.

    When he walked to the bathroom, he took a look at the mobile phone in his hand and found that there was no damage on the surface. There was even a half centimeter of blackened charging cable hanging on the charging port.

    Seriously, his left hand holding the mobile phone was a little blackened by the arc, which looked a bit unsightly.

    After carefully washing his hands twice with hand sanitizer to make sure there was nothing strange on his hands, he clutched his phone and walked slowly towards the fitness hall.

    People in the hall have already crowded to the door to watch the excitement. The transformer of the city's power grid is just outside the door of Hongjie Club, less than a hundred meters away from the club door, and is emitting black smoke at the moment.

    "This is really unlucky," Xiao Li, the receptionist at the front desk, sucked a bag of soy milk through a straw and pointed at the transformer. "Lei just broke a transformer yesterday, and we replaced it in the middle of the night, and now it's broken again!"

    "It should be that the wires were not connected properly," the fat man Zhao Hongqi was shaking his head and pretending to be an expert. He analyzed it seriously, "otherwise, how could it have exploded this early in the morning when it was not the peak period of electricity consumption?"

    Xiao Li threw two big sanitary balls at him and replied unconvincingly, "Maybe they are fake and shoddy products. What can't these people from the Power Supply Bureau do?"

    "Zhoucao, what are you two talking about?" There was a loud roar in the distance, and then I saw a man in a blue uniform walking over. The uniform was the standard equipment of the power system, and there was an embroidery on the left chest.  There are red letters as big as two eggs - "power supply".

    The Smurf is very unhappy with Xiao Li and Zhao Hongqi's nonsense. In his opinion, the institute has worked very hard to repair the transformer overnight. You know, yesterday's thunderstorm damaged many electrical equipment and facilities.

    He had been so busy that he didn't even have time to sleep. Now when he heard someone doubting his professionalism and even casually labeling him as "fake", he couldn't help but get angry and said, "Maybe it's the electricity used by your club."  is too big."

    Since Zhao Hongqi pretended to be an expert, he certainly had an excuse. He snorted disdainfully, "Our club has a power switch at home. If it was our problem, we must have tripped it first. You don't even understand this, right?"

    Feng Jun stood not far away, listening to their bickering, while picking up his mobile phone to look through it. Only then did he realize that the mobile phone still had twelve batteries, no more, no less.

    I may have used a fake charger!  He secretly cursed, but the next moment, when he glanced at his wrist, he was stunned: the color of the stone ring mark changed from a vague light green to a darker color.

    Could it be that the transformer exploded because my body absorbed a huge amount of current?

    This is just a guess, but there is no doubt that simply charging an elderly phone will not cause such serious consequences.

    As for why the gate of the club did not trip, but the mains transformer exploded, Feng Jun could not give a reasonable explanation. After all, he was a liberal arts monk and did not know much about science and engineering.

    Seeing that the color of the stone ring mark was slightly darker, Feng Jun couldn't help but want to find a secret place and try to enter the farm. This desire was really difficult to restrain.

    However, he finally restrained himself. What helped him make up his mind were the ten mature pastures on the farm.

    The painful experience of "holding grass" last time left a deep impression on him. He thought it would be safer to do this test during his lunch break.

    After finally staying up until noon, Feng Jun hid in the bathroom again and brought up the farm interface. Just as he was about to click on the big hand, he suddenly found a line of words floating on the interface, "'Society you sister Hong' stole fifteen grasses."  "

    Feng Jun was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a wry smile, and pointed decisively at the big hand.

    The next moment, the scene in front of him changed and he entered the strange farm space again.

    ¡°It turns out that if you want to enter this space, you have to recharge yourself first,¡± Feng Jun finally realized.

    Then, he reached into his pants pocket to see if the cigarettes and lighters he had specially put into his pockets had been brought in by him.

    If you hold the grass for too long, you will inevitably get tired. At this time, you can sit on the ground and light a cigarette to relieve your fatigue. The comfort will not change even in the gods.

    Thinking that the place to smoke is in QQ Farm, this sense of accomplishment is simply amazing.

    But what is very regrettable is that Feng Jun touched his body for a long time, but he couldn't find where the pocket was.

    He looked down and found that he couldn¡¯t even see the color of the clothes he was wearing, let alone the style.

    He can??In fact, after holding ten pieces of grass, he fell into that abnormally hungry state again.

    There is a small canteen in the Hongjie Club, and there is a staff meal at noon. However, Feng Jun hesitated and went to the fly restaurant for extra food. He intuitively felt that his appetite today would still be large.

    As expected, he once again ate three large bowls of fried noodles, two plates of vegetarian dishes and five chicken drumsticks. As for the couple's lung slices, he didn't order anymore - this dish costs 35 yuan, which can buy four and a half chicken drumsticks.

    Although Qi Yu was already in hand, he felt that he could not indulge himself until he found a way to realize it.

    The worst thing is drinking a few more bowls of noodle soup, what¡¯s the point?

    When paying the bill, the restaurant owner still looked at him strangely.

    Feng Jun couldn't stand it anymore, "Say boss, you run a restaurant, why are you afraid of big-bellied men?"

    The boss frowned, hesitated, and then decided to tell the truth, "Didn't you notice that you have a strange smell?"

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