CHAPTER 203: CHAPTER 102 NEW WORLD [LEGENDARY GUARDIAN] AND OLD ACQUAINTANCE (5.6)_2

Just like this cigarette butt, if it were strong enough, powerful enough, perhaps even sentient, it wouldn’t be thrown out by itself.

Zhang Feng uses other things to reflect on himself, able to clearly see his own issues fundamentally.

Woo Woo~

At this moment, the train makes a sound.

Zhang Feng turns his head to look; it’s an old-style green train.

It’s now 1994.

Gurgle—

That’s the sound of his stomach; the hunger level has gone off the scale.

Without thinking, Zhang Feng takes out the ’Energy Cookies’ from his pocket and finishes them in a few bites.

"Hey!"

At this moment, with a loud voice, a man dressed like a boss comes out holding a big cell phone,

"I can’t hear you!" the boss yells with his back to Zhang Feng.

’It’s just as well he can’t hear.’ Zhang Feng glances at his back, knowing that in the 1G era, the base station range is generally about ten kilometers and is easily affected by the terrain.

With the train not being slow, cutting back and forth switching signals, it’s already quite good that he can still make calls now.

This knowledge was learned in the Criminal World.

Back then, he often took trains himself.

Although cell phones had updated several generations and more base stations were built, he had also seen some older files.

’The technological progress in this world is about the same as a normal 1994.’

Based on the current phone and his memories, Zhang Feng knows that this world’s technology is also not advanced beyond the norm.

The instincts of a criminal investigator make Zhang Feng subconsciously keen on paying attention to details at the start.

And since there are opportunities for adventure, maybe every appearance at the beginning is no coincidence.

It could be like those arranged in ’Legendary Bonds.’

Zhang Feng feels he should pay attention to them.

Thinking in his heart.

After the phone is hung up, Zhang Feng also greets the first person he meets,

"There’s no signal here."

"Hey!" The boss, in his forties, not tall, wearing a trendy leather jacket, "I know the signal is bad, but there’s no way around it."

A buddy told me he’s getting on at the next stop to find me.

Now I can’t reach him, you see how this turns out!"

He said, also seeing Zhang Feng is a train attendant, chatted a bit more: "He called me from a public phone, once he leaves there, it’s hard to reach him."

"Doesn’t he know when you arrive?" Zhang Feng inquires.

"He knows." The boss shakes his head, "But he usually lives in the mountain village, I’m afraid he’ll get lost when he comes to the city for the train."

"Then make a sign." Zhang Feng remembers there are many big signs by the warehouse, "Write his name on it and hold it by the train side when the time comes.

Since he knows your arrival time and can find the train, he should be able to see you, better than you searching aimlessly."

"Guess that’s the way to go." The boss sighs and then smiles, "Little Master, can you help me find a sign? A big sheet of paper will do too.

If it’s government property, I’ll pay whatever it costs.

If it’s your stuff, name your price!"

Saying this, he takes out a cigarette, offers it to Zhang Feng, "The cigarette’s no good, just bear with it."

"Just smoked." Zhang Feng declines, then pushes open the door of the rear carriage, "Don’t mention money. Just some old wooden boards and cardboard boxes left by passengers."

With that, Zhang Feng enters the carriage, heading towards the warehouse.

But he hasn’t reached the warehouse yet.

He just passed the third carriage.

Zhang Feng sees a passenger trying to throw a large cardboard box out of the train, and immediately stops him, "Old sir, don’t throw that box outside, let this gentleman use it."

With just one sentence.

The passenger hands the box to the boss.

The boss opens it, borrows a pen from someone in the train, and a sign for finding someone is made.

The old-style green train is just like this, with almost all daily necessities present in each carriage.

If someone’s clothes get torn, they could find needle and thread and some fabric in just one or two carriages to sew them up for now.

Meanwhile.

Zhang Feng also observes the inside of the train, the passengers with large bags, their eyes filled with anticipation, and some worry too.

People smoking are everywhere, and there’s a child unable to speak, holding in his pee until his pants are wet.

"What’s that mouth for?" his mother is scolding him.

The smell in the train isn’t pleasant, and the noise is quite loud as well.

Rustle—

The sound of greased paper, and a passenger in his forties eating roast chicken with a bottle of Hongxing Erguotou beside him.

This liquor wasn’t even brought by him, it was sold on the train.

"Drink less." Zhang Feng casually warns him, "If you get drunk, just sleep, don’t cause trouble."

"Trust me, officer!" He puts his hands together in mock plea, "I just enjoy this drink; I know my limits, I’ve learned my lesson, I remember."

Zhang Feng shakes his head, feeling that with this bottle down, any lesson learned goes out the window.

But it’s true that you can drink on the train these days as long as you don’t make trouble.

"Hehehe..." The drunkard laughs contentedly once Zhang Feng leaves him be and continues drinking.

"We are probably nearing the station." Zhang Feng looks at the scenery outside the window and can already see the city.

"Thank you, little master!" The boss has finished writing the sign, "My surname is Long, if you ever play in Shansheng, look for me."

He says, tearing off a piece of paper to pad a seat, writing down a phone number.

"Alright." Zhang Feng does not refuse and takes the phone number.

...

Woo Woo~

The train arrives at the station.

Following the dignified announcement from the female train attendant.

Zhang Feng also performs his duties, walking and speaking:

"Please check your luggage, don’t forget anything.

Those stepping out for fresh air, remember to take important items with you.

Don’t go far, we’re stopping for just ten minutes."

A safety officer like Zhang Feng speaks plainly, mainly to be understood by people.

Moreover, Zhang Feng quite enjoys this job, finding it quite interesting.