My Infinite Monster Clone

2023 AD.

May 1.

Eleven in the morning.

A remote prefecture-level city 'Jingshan City' in northwestern China.

South Wind Street Market.

Today is Labor Day, the market is very lively, pedestrians are full of people, stall owners on both sides of the street greet customers enthusiastically, their faces are kind, but their eyes are shrewd, ready to ride the holiday fierce earn him a fortune.

In this era, although e-commerce has seized a larger and larger share of retail sales, it cannot replace the fun of people shopping. Physical stores have an irreplaceable sense of experience in online stores, allowing these stall owners to have a living space, because here You can feel the long-lost 'popularity'.

Bustling, bustling.

A sense of collective belonging emerges spontaneously, and people themselves are gregarious animals.

In the hot summer, the heat is unbearable, and the girls wear less, hot pants and short skirts, so attractive, for some "unscrupulous merchants", this is a beautiful scenery.

No, I caught one on the spot.

"Two girls, don't you want to buy underwear? I'm selling them directly from the factory. The quality is guaranteed, and the old people are not deceived. It's new and new. Buy two and get a 50% discount. Buy more and get more free. Isn't it very exciting?"

A chubby stall owner waved enthusiastically to a pair of sisters passing by, his eyes narrowed into a slit of laughter.

However, this fat man is pure and innocent, his smile is not wretched, and his eyes are very clear. On the contrary, he feels like a big brother next door, but he is not offensive.

"Bah, fat rogue."

The girl dropped the 'nickname' she just started, blushed with shame, and walked forward with her companion.

However, the fat man's smile did not shrink in the slightest. Instead, he laughed loudly. He liked this 'nickname' very much. He walked around the booth, walked to the front of the booth, and shouted in the direction where the two girls were leaving: "Sister, don't go. , I definitely have your SIZE."

Hear this.

Passersby turned their heads one after another, looking at this stall owner who was not only fat, but also 'fat', and looked at the backs of the two girls.

Hear the fat paper.

The two girls walked faster.

If someone was next to them, they might have heard one of the girls praised that the fat paper was not annoying, and of course, sent a "dead fat house diaosi" evaluation.

"Fatty Qi, you are so blatantly molesting a passing girl and deceiving consumers, and you are not afraid of being beaten up in the street to make you fatter."

A middle-aged uncle next to Fatty Qi couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help sighing in his heart: It's great to be young, to be able to sway that 'nowhere' hormone so recklessly.

Fatty Qi smiled.

"Uncle Liu, how is this possible? I am doing a serious business and the price is fair. How can I deceive consumers?"

As soon as the words came out.

The middle-aged uncle twitched unnaturally at the corners of his mouth, and his heart seemed to be a little blocked. Looking at the products of Fat Paper, he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Damn, your sister, why are you selling short-sleeved shirts? What kind of underwear?"

"Hey, my short sleeves are worn outside in summer, and I'll wear inside as underwear in winter. Don't care about these details, Patron Liu, you've got a picture." Fatty argued without shame, and even became a monk. Walk alone as a salute.

Hearing this, the middle-aged stall owner added another sentence in his heart: You are so good at it, you win, and on the road to shamelessness, you still can't compete with young people.

Seeing that he had 'influenced' Uncle Liu in front of him, leaving him speechless and enlightened, Fatty Qi felt proud.

Fatty Qi turned to a young man at the booth next to him and said, "Lin Shan, do you think it's true? What's wrong with wearing my short-sleeved shirt as underwear in winter? Is it reasonable and logical? I always come here in winter. ."

The middle-aged stall owner was choked again,

Really, in the northwest region, there is something like heating in winter. The temperature at home is similar to that in summer. It is not a strange thing to wear short-sleeved shorts at home.

forest mountain.

It was the stall owner next to Fatty Qi. He looked like he was in his twenties. He was sitting in a daze on a camouflage reclining chair. This situation has been going on since the morning until now. Fatty Qi has asked many times, but Lin Shandu It means: thinking about what to eat for lunch.

What to eat?

Do you need to think about it all morning?

Can your reason be any worse? The buddy is a creature with a positive IQ, but seeing that Lin Shan has been absent-minded, he may be in a bad mood, and Fatty Qi didn't refute it.

I saw a young man named Lin Shan, with knives on the booth in front of him.

Multi-function saber, kitchen knife, switch knife, utility knife, dagger, pencil sharpener, nail clipper, ear scoop, etc. are all available, quite 'complete', go out, 'self-cultivation' and 'self-defense' equipment .

All in one place.

The young man called 'Lin Shan' looked up at the smiling neighbor who was very happy, and said blankly, "What did you just say?"

The fat man had a black face and had to repeat it.

After listening.

Lin Shan directly sent a big white eye, bowed his head and snorted, ignoring this guy.

The fat man's name is Qi Rui. The stall is his neighbor, and the place where he lives is also a neighbor. They share a two-bedroom apartment. They came here to occupy the stall after three in the morning this morning. Unfortunately, they still didn't occupy much space. It is only three meters wide, because there are others earlier than them, waiting here last night.

It is not easy for everyone to make a living.

no way.

The two of them had to squeeze together. Originally, there was a 1.5-meter land for each person, but since the things Qi Rui sold needed to be hung up, it not only took up a lot of land, but also a lot of land. Therefore, Lin Shan only needed a 1-meter-wide space, and the remaining two meters were given to him. Qi Rui.

Anyway, it doesn't affect his business, or in other words, since the staggering mental trance in the morning, Lin Shan has never cared about the business in front of him. He likes to buy it or not.

Because his soul comes from the year 2239 two hundred years later, and it is also himself, not occupying other people's bodies.

That's right.

Lin Shan was reborn and returned to his 25-year-old years. At this time, he was not too young. He is still a 'freelancer'. After graduating from college, he returned to Jingshan City and opened a Taobao website specializing in knives. However, there is basically no business in the online store, so he also goes out to set up a stall every day and comes to the Nanfeng Street Market twice a month.

Why not get a job, just because he doesn't want to be restrained.

Lin Shan is very quiet by nature.

He just likes to do things in silence, wherever he wants to go, don't worry about running out of time, don't need to ask for leave, he can sleep until he wakes up naturally, when he was young, he was quite undisciplined, and it was not until he joined the army and served the country that he slowly changed. way of life.

Because there is no choice.

Alien invasion.

For the homeland behind him, for the phrase "every man is responsible" in the book, he responded to the call of the country, gave up his current way of life, and participated in the frontier battlefield against alien beasts.

peaceful years.

He can live a loose life, and he can go with the flow irrespective of himself.

But war years.

Lin Shan will never be stingy in giving his life for his home.

This is Lin Shan.

Before the rebirth, for Lin Shan, who was then the major general of the Earth Federation, the deputy commander of the Beast Star-Northwest Theater, and who was about to take over as the commander-in-chief and lieutenant general of the Northwest Theater, all of this was so incredible.

It is even more incredible than the invasion of alien beasts.

The invasion of alien beasts is at least at the spatial level. He has studied physics and can understand a little bit, but this is something at the time level. It is something that humans will not be able to touch in two hundred years.

He remembered that in the northwest war zone of the beast star, human soldiers fought with tens of millions of red-dwelling giant ants. Each red-dwelling giant ant was bigger than a horse. Although the word 'ant' was in its name, its appearance It is not the same as the ants on the earth, but they are all multi-legged, and the group relationship is similar to that of the ants on the earth, so this name is taken.

There was artillery fire.

All kinds of large weapons were taken out of the ammunition depot and smashed into the red-dwelling ant colony frantically.

The soil on the ground was ploughed over and over again by the dense artillery fire, the shells and flesh were flying, and green blood was everywhere, but the red-dwelling giant ants seemed to be endless, gushing frantically from the beast star forest full of towering trees. .

Look up to the horizon.

It's all a battlefield.