Chapter 01: Chapter 1 Four Years of the Republic of China

"Ding~ Sign in successfully."

"Congratulations on getting a big windmill lollipop."

Jiang Lin looked at the colorful lollipop in his hand, which was like a big windmill, and was quite speechless. This was the thousand and ninety-fourth day he got the sign-in system.

When he first got this sign-in system, Jiang Lin thought he was in luck, but reality gave him a hard blow.

In other systems, at the far end, it is either a god-level skill for the protagonist to become an immortal or an ancestor, or a mythical beast that is powerful in the world. At the short end, it is to sign the status of a god and become a famous rich man in the world.

Jiang Lin's sign-in system, on the other hand, would sign him in every day for things like floral socks and black leather shoes. But to be honest, the quality of the black leather shoes is really good...

Moreover, the things given to Jiang Lin every time he signs up are pretty good, which not only enriches Jiang Lin's life, but also gives him a lot of time to study and exercise. Overall, this system is not without its merits.

As for annual signings, things are even better. For the first annual signing, Jiang Lin was given a green lotus seed. Wearing this green lotus seed on the body has the effect of refreshing the mind and making Jiang Lin's mind become more flexible from then on.

Quite a few, you can even remember them with a photographic memory.

What I got for the second annual signing was a thousand-year-old peach wood sword. Although it was peach wood, it was stronger than steel. According to the system, this sword could kill a golden-armored corpse. Of course, the premise is that it must be in front of a golden-armored corpse.

The ability to survive.

Of course Jiang Lin, the golden-armored corpse, knows that this is not a virtual thing created by movies and TV shows. The system still plays like this. I really think he is an idiot. Where do zombies come from in reality?

Jiang Lin sucked the windmill lollipop while looking forward to tomorrow, because tomorrow is not only the third annual lottery, but also the lucky lottery once every three years.

According to the system, the lucky sign only happens once every three years. The things you get every time you sign in are much better than those in the annual sign. How can Jiang Lin not look forward to this? Compared with what he got in the two annual signs, although the Millennium Peach Wood

He didn't know what to use the sword for yet, but the green lotus seeds brought him huge benefits.

"Perhaps this time, you might actually sign me with a great status."

With infinite expectations, the time finally came to 12 o'clock in the evening. The system check-in is updated at 12 o'clock every night. You can sign in as long as it is updated.

Jiang Lin rubbed his hands nervously and said nervously: "System, sign in."

"call..."

After taking a long breath, Jiang Lin heard the sound of "ding~".

"Ding~ Sign in successfully."

"You're lucky to have signed in once. Congratulations on getting the door to time and space to the Republic of China plane."

"Tips 1: This plane has nothing to do with reality, please do not substitute it.

Tip 2: Death in any plane is real death, please pay attention to safety.

Tip three: The timeline is the fourth year of the Republic of China, 1915 in the Western calendar.

Shuttle location: Please choose freely."

"Good fellow, the four years of the Republic of China were the most chaotic period in China. What can I do? Have a horde of wives and concubines, dominate the world? Be versatile in civil and military affairs, and help the world and the people?"

Don't be ridiculous, with Jiang Lin's temperament, he has no idea at all, but it's not that he doesn't have other ideas.

"Even if you don't participate in national affairs, you can still sell some things. Just take some modern things and make sure the people over there are dumbfounded."

For example, in the novel Jiang Lin had read before, the protagonist arrived in the Republic of China, took out a box of mechanical watches, and immediately became the commander's guest, casually acquiring a large sum of money.

However, even if mechanical watches can really make money, forget it if you don’t have the strength. The Republic of China is no better than reality. It was an era of cannibalism. If you don’t have any strength, just expose your property casually, maybe you will meet directly after an hour or three quarters.

It’s the king of hell.

The system had reminded him that if he died in the Republic of China in the parallel dimension, he would really die, but he would have no chance to come back again.

"It seems that I have to plan carefully, at least think of a way out, and when traveling between the two worlds, I will at least need to rely on some forces."

Jiang Lin was born in Nanming Town, Shanyin County, Jiangnan Province.

According to the genealogy, Jiang Lin quickly proved that he was indeed from the Jiang family of Nanming. During the Republic of China, the Jiang family was a large family in Nanming Town, with a total population of more than 10,000 people. If he could use the Jiang family, I am afraid that Jiang

It became much easier for Lin to do things.

But before going to the Republic of China, Jiang Lin had to make some preparations.

With a set of Western-style suits from the Republic of China, and a hundred Yuan Datou made by someone, Jiang Lin officially opened the door to the time and space of the Republic of China.

In the fourth year of the Republic of China, that is, 1915 in the Western calendar, this was a year of shame for the people of the country. The Twenty-one Articles signed by Yuan Datou and Xiaoli officially came into effect. This kind of loss of power and humiliation of the country not only made the people of the country greatly sad, but also greatly

They became angry and launched protest and boycott activities one after another. Unfortunately, they failed in the end, and even many martyrs were sacrificed.

When Jiang Lin arrived, it was in the early autumn of the fourth year of the Republic of China. Several months had passed since the protests, so Jiang Lin had not seen this magnificent aspect of history.

In a hidden corner of Shanyin County, Jiang Lin appeared here quietly.

Looking at the quaint streets around him, Jiang Lin took a deep breath: "I'm here in the fourth year of the Republic of China."

Walking on the street, Jiang Lin didn't have time to take a closer look. He saw a rickshaw passing by and quickly stopped.

"Handcart, come and give me a ride." Hearing someone asking for a ride, a black-faced man quickly pulled the rickshaw over.

"Sir, please sit down." The black-faced man looked humble, squatting beside him and not daring to say anything. He could tell from Jiang Lin's black suit that Jiang Heng was definitely a young master of some family, not

That's all a rickshaw driver like him can talk about.

Jiang Lin frowned slightly and then got into the rickshaw.

The black-faced man hurriedly stepped forward and put a hood on his shoulders, and then asked: "Master, where are you going?"

"Nanming Town, call me when you arrive."

"Okay, sir, please rest."

"Get up, let's walk."

The Jiangnan dialect sounded familiar to Jiang Lin.

Not long after, Nanming Town was already in sight.

"Sir, Nanming Town is almost here."

The coachman gasped.

Jiang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly and he immediately opened his eyes and looked at the town entrance hundreds of meters away. There was indeed the word "Nan Ming" on it.

"Master, I see that you are from out of town, so I would like to remind you that you'd better not go out this late at night." The black-faced man reminded some carefully.

Jiang Lin asked slightly curiously: "Oh, what's the significance of this?"

The coachman waved his hand: "It's not a matter of particular importance. It's just that these days are not peaceful, which has caused a lot of trouble. No, even zombies have begun to appear here. If you encounter one when you go out at night, you may die, so be careful.

good."

Jiang Lin was slightly stunned. Zombie, is this thing real or fake? Is it possible that the peach wood sword given by the system is to prevent this kind of situation?

In view of the magic of the system, Jiang Lin was dubious. The main reason was that the driver had never seen a zombie. If he could survive seeing a zombie, he would not come to pull a rickshaw.

Jiang Lin took out a piece of Yuan Datou and pressed it on the car: "This is the fare. The rest is thank you for reminding me. Let's go."

The black-faced man was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."

Normally, a coachman would only need a few copper coins for one trip. Jiang Lin came a little further, but at most a dozen copper coins would be enough.

In the Republic of China, one ocean was equal to two and a half kai, one and a half kai was worth five small oceans, and one small ocean was worth ten copper dollars. In other words, one ocean was equal to one hundred copper dollars, which could buy thirty kilograms of rice or ninety kilograms of millet.

Mixed with other things, it's enough to feed a family of three for a month.

The coachman was not happy, so he staggered away as he pulled the coach away, looking back from time to time to say thank you.