Tom Cat breaks through the dimensional wall

"Good job, Cat, but I still can't adopt you, sorry."

Jackie patted Tom Mu on the head, walked past it, and went in to check out the room. After all, it was for my niece to live in, so she still had to have some snacks.

In addition to the rooms on the ship, Dad’s antique shop also had to find a room for Xiaoyu.

After all, children can't stay in a humid place like a boat all the time. They have to live on land every once in a while.

"Click"

The broom in Tang Mu's hand fell to the ground. Looking at Jackie Chan, a ruthless man, Tang Mu narrowed his eyes angrily.

Unexpectedly, even though I helped clean the house, I still couldn't impress this man.

It seems that it is more difficult for Jackie Chan to take the initiative to adopt him. Sure enough, he still has to find a way from Xiaoyu and his father.

Fortunately, it can be heard from Jackie Chan's phone call just now that Dad and Xiaoyu will be back soon.

Then Tang Mu will stop doing useless work. He can just wait for his father and others to come back later and go directly to attack his father and Xiaoyu.

Tang Mu ignored Jackie Chan, turned around and ran out of the room, directly towards the living room on the first floor.

Anyway, no matter what happened to Jackie Chan, he decided to stay here and not leave.

Jackie Chan was also helpless towards Tom Mu, a strange cat that depended on him, but with his character, it was impossible for him to drag Tom Mu out and throw him away.

Knowing Jackie Chan's character, Tang Mu lay down on the sofa in the living room with peace of mind.

When Jackie Chan came down, he happened to see Tang Mu using pillows to build a pillow castle on the sofa.

Tom, the cat, nestled comfortably in the pillow castle, watching the big TV in the living room through the "crack in the door".

Unexpectedly, Tang Mu actually stayed here, and Jackie Chan sighed helplessly.

At this moment, Jackie Chan's cell phone hanging on his belt rang again.

Jackie Chan thought it was his father who still had something to explain, so he answered the phone again.

"Hello? Dad?"

He was talking on the phone while coming down the stairs.

"Jack, I'm William."

To Jackie Chan's surprise, the person speaking on the phone was not his father, but the voice of another young man.

As for Jack, that is Jackie Chan's English name, and some friends will call him Jackie Chan that way.

In this era of Hong Kong, it is almost normal to have an English name.

"William? Have you returned to Xiangjiang?"

Jackie Chan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that it was William calling him.

This William is Jackie Chan's good friend, who studies physics. He has been developing in the United States before, but he did not expect to come back suddenly at this time.

Judging by the time, William probably came back on the same flight as Xiaoyu.

It's just that Xiaoyu is still there at the airport because she waited for him at the airport for two hours.

And William came directly after getting off the plane, and now he was almost at Jackie Chan's tower crane.

Listening to William's words on the phone, it seemed that he had something to do with him, and he was quite urgent.

"Okay, you're already here, so just come over here."

Jackie Chan hung up the phone and turned to make coffee at a small bar in the living room.

Not long after, William wearing a peaked cap arrived here.

Tom Mu also poked his head out of the pillow castle and looked at this uninvited guest.

William, who looked exactly like Tony Leung, had just entered the living room when he was startled by the sneaky cat named Tang Mu.

"Jack! Got a cat?!"

While talking, William stared at Tom Mu, moving sideways like a crab, always keeping a certain distance from Tom Mu.

Tom finally figured out that this guy might be a little afraid of cats.

With this in mind, Tom Mu got out of the pillow castle, landed on the ground, and stretched out greatly.

Seeing Tom Mu jump off the sofa, William took another step back, keeping a distance from Tom Mu, his eyes fixed on Tom Mu's movements, and his body language showed a defensive state.

Jackie Chan at the small bar over there had already made coffee. He came over with two cups of coffee and put the coffee on the glass coffee table. Then he looked at William and raised his chin: "Sit down."

"No, I'll just stand here."

William walked around Jackie Chan, always keeping a distance of three meters from Tom Mu.

Taking the cup handed over by Jackie Chan, William raised his hand and took a sip of coffee, still staring at Tom Mu without looking away.

"You're still so afraid of cats."

Jackie Chan sat down on the single sofa casually.

"You know me, I was scratched by a cat when I was a child, and I have been afraid of cats ever since. Also, didn't you say that you are usually very busy with research and don't have time to keep pets?"

William saw Jackie Chan sitting down on the sofa and followed him to the edge of the sofa.

"I don't have a pet. I don't know whether this cat is a stray cat or someone's cat that got lost. I met it on the street and it followed me back."

Having said this, Jackie Chan turned sideways, looked at William, and said with a smile: "It just so happens that I am also having a headache about what to do with this cat. You can take it away. Maybe after you have been with the cat for a long time, you won't be able to So afraid of cats.”

"No, no, no! Let's forget it."

William quickly shook his head and said: "Jack, I came to you this time for something big."

"What's going on? You can't say anything on the phone, why did you come all the way here?"

Jackie Chan drank coffee and looked at his childhood friend beside him.

"Didn't you say that you have a funding problem? Your research funding has been cut in half. I came from the United States specifically to help you solve your funding problem."

Speaking of business, William's eyes were filled with anticipation. He pointed at the laptop on the coffee table and asked, "Do you mind if I use it?"

"You are welcome."

Jackie Chan relaxed and leaned back on the sofa, and was also curious about what William wanted to do.

"I want you to help me do something."

William was already operating the computer while speaking.

Tang Mu was also watching curiously.

It found that although this world was in the early 1990s, the technological products were a little higher than those in the 1990s in the main world.

It has completely reached the level after the millennium.

Don't look at Jackie Chan still using a big brother. Tang Mu seriously doubts that Jackie Chan can't afford a better mobile phone.

On the way down the street, Tang Mu saw many people using smaller and lighter mobile phones.

Among them, there are straight-plate, sliding-screen and folding mobile phones.

It is similar to the mobile phone ecology of the main world in the 2000s.

At that time, there were all kinds of mobile phone models, and it was called a hundred flowers blooming.

After some tinkering, the TV that was originally playing Teresa Teng's singing suddenly switched the screen.

Four people appeared on the TV screen.

The red dot of the camera on the TV screen lit up, and it was obviously working.

This is a video call.

"Hi, William. Is the person next to you Dr. Jackie Chan?"

On the other side of the video, there are four people.

Two men and two women, three of whom are foreigners, and only one woman is obviously Chinese.

It was the Chinese woman who spoke at this time.

"Call me Jackie Chan, or Jack."

Seeing that the video call had started, Jackie Chan also straightened his body and stopped lying on the sofa.

"I am Meng Qi, welcome to join our anti-gravity research project."

The only Chinese woman looked dignified, smiled at the direction of the camera, and introduced herself to Jackie Chan with a smile.

"Anti-gravity?"

Jackie Chan was a little confused and turned his head to look at William beside him.

He didn't know why he would find him for a project that sounded very sci-fi, such as anti-gravity, as he was just an archaeologist.

"This is my laboratory, keep watching."

William gestured to the TV.

Hearing this, Jackie Chan temporarily suppressed his doubts and looked at the screen.

Meng Qi raised her hand to gesture to a bearded foreigner beside her, and smiled, "Why don't you ask Dr. Smith to introduce this project to us?"

As she spoke, Meng Qi picked up the remote control on the conference table and pressed it. The camera on their side immediately moved to the left, capturing a larger space in their laboratory: "Doctor, please."

Dr. Smith and Meng Qi left the conference table and walked to a huge glass curtain wall next to them.

Behind the unknown transparent material was an instrument that looked very large but also very precise.

"The scientific community has long had such a theory that accelerated rotation can reduce the weight of a substance. But this is a very expensive experiment. Not only can it not be put into practical use, it cannot be used in biological experiments because organisms cannot withstand this speed at all."

As Dr. Smith spoke, he zoomed in the camera and showed Jackie Chan the details of the instrument.

It showed that they were indeed conducting relevant experiments and had made some progress, but because of various difficulties, they were finally stuck in a bottleneck.

Dr. Smith looked at the camera again: "William, do you want to continue the introduction?"

"Thank you, Doctor, just a brief introduction will do. The main thing is to show Jack our laboratory."

As he spoke, the video call was hung up and the TV went black.

Jackie Chan moved his butt on the sofa, looked sideways at William, and asked in confusion: "I don't understand. You studied physics and I studied archaeology. I don't understand the anti-gravity you are talking about. How can I help you?"

William smiled confidently, pulled his shoulder bag in front of him, took out an authoritative archaeology magazine from it, looked at Jackie Chan and smiled: "I now hope to find a way out of all the mysterious phenomena. Do you still remember the article you wrote?"

There is no need to open the magazine. The title of the article William said is printed on the cover of the magazine.

"More than two thousand years ago, there was a small country on the southern border of Disha. There was an emperor who became an immortal after his death, and his coffin floated in the air."

As he spoke, William opened the magazine and showed Jackie Chan the article he wrote.

This page of the magazine also has illustrations.

Among them were photos of Jackie Chan with a younger face and a bright smile, as well as Jackie Chan's hand-drawn drawings of the holy land.

"It was your article that gave me inspiration."

William pointed to the illustration on this page and looked at Jackie Chan solemnly.

Jackie Chan smiled helplessly as he listened to William's words.

He shook his head and said helplessly, "This is just a legendary myth."

After that, he stood up and said, "I have a comic book. I'll lend it to you."

As he spoke, Jackie Chan really strode to the other side of the cabin to get the comic book.

Just like the old man talking to Jackie Chan about his past life on the phone just now, Jackie Chan was still a firm materialist at this time and did not believe in the existence of various myths and legends.

Any myth, for Jackie Chan, is just a medium for studying history.

What's more funny is that Jackie Chan, as an archaeologist, does not believe in myths and legends at all.

On the contrary, as a scientist, William turned to seek help from supernatural forces when he encountered bottlenecks in scientific research.

Place your hopes on supernatural powers.

"Until there is scientific verification, many things can be called myths."

William firmly believed in his ideas.

Seeing Jackie Chan striding away without looking back, William became a little anxious and quickly followed him.

When he was walking next to Tang Mu on the roadside, he suddenly remembered that there was a cat here. He quickly walked away and quickly chased Jackie Chan: "Hey! Jack! Jack!"

"One hundred and fifty years ago, wireless phones were a myth! Airplanes were a myth! Landing on the moon was an even bigger myth! Even fifty years ago! Aren't computers and digital technology also myths?!"

William chased Jackie Chan all the way to his studio in the cabin. Looking at Jackie Chan's back looking for the shelves, he persevered and continued to persuade: "Do you know how many people are rushing to research this technology?"

"If my research is successful, I will change the history of mankind! In the future, our lives, transportation on the ground, flight in the air, and even future interstellar immigration will all be closely related to this technology!"

Listening to William's words, Jackie Chan finally understood that his friend was serious.

Sighing, Jackie Chan stopped looking for comic books for William.

He turned around and sat down in his usual working seat, looked at William, and said seriously: "I know you have always wanted to do something big. No one has ever entered this ancient tomb."

Jackie Chan said, paused, then tapped his chest with his hand, and said solemnly: "Archaeology is my job, and I have my working principles. I am just doing research, never robbing tombs!"

"And even if there is something in that ancient tomb, it belongs to Disha, not you, not me, and not the United States."

"You can't be like the Angsa people. If you like other people's things, you just steal them and rob them, claiming that it's for research, the development of science, and humanity."

"If you really want it, you can formally apply to them for cooperation."

"I've applied and they totally disagree."

William put his hands on Jackie Chan's work table and shook his head helplessly.

"Since they don't agree, there's nothing I can do about it. William, there are some things we can't do." Jackie Chan said resolutely, obviously not prepared to play around with William.

He has principles in doing things, and this principle is extremely firm.

It is precisely because of this that it is so difficult for Tang Mu to let Jackie Chan adopt him.

As long as he relaxes his principles a little, he will have achieved his goal.

When the topic reached this point, it was obvious that something was wrong with the atmosphere between the two parties.

After all, William is still Jackie Chan's good friend. It's a rare trip back from the United States, and Jackie Chan doesn't want the atmosphere to continue to be so cold.

So he quickly forced a laugh and changed the subject: "Are you still playing golf? Go up and play two shots."

"Okay."

William also smiled.

Jackie Chan stood up and the two of them walked towards the stairs together.

While going upstairs, Jackie Chan was even looking for a topic: "That Meng Qi, are you your girlfriend?"

William: "No, she is the sponsor representative of my laboratory. Ah, by the way, haven't you found a girlfriend yet?"

Picking up a golf club randomly from the golf barrel on the second floor, Jackie Chan shook his head when he heard this and said, "Don't even think about your girlfriend. I'm usually so busy that I don't even have time to raise a cat, let alone a girlfriend." ”

"And I have been having a strange dream recently. I dreamed that I turned into an ancient general. In the dream, a princess named Yushu who came from nowhere often appeared, which made me feel a little nervous. , how can I still be in the mood to find a girlfriend?”

Watching Jackie Chan and William chatting on the rooftop, they seemed ready to continue chatting while playing ball.

Tom couldn't help but shake his head.

It's miserable. Jackie Chan is miserable now.

He had promised his father to pick up Xiaoyu at the airport, but was delayed by something and completely forgot that Xiaoyu was still waiting for him at the airport.

Now I promised my father that I would tidy up the room and buy him tea and green bean sandwiches, but now it seems that I was interrupted by William and forgot about it again.

Tom Mu could even imagine the scene where Jackie Chan would be taught a lesson by his father after he came back.

Maybe, he can do something now, Tang Mu thought.

On the other side, Jackie Chan and the two came to the rooftop deck of the ship, although he wanted to change the topic as much as possible.

But William was obviously still unwilling.

Finally, he brought the topic back: "Jack, don't be like this. You are not a stickler for rules. You have always believed in your intuition."

"You once intuitively discovered that the Dead Sea Scroll was a forgery! Jack, your intuition didn't tell you. I just wanted to prove that it was a fact, not a myth."

"You are my best friend. I believe you won't let me take risks alone, right?"

William and Jackie Chan walked to the golf table together, stopped in front of Jackie Chan, looked at Jackie Chan with sincere eyes, and began to play the emotional card.

William knew that this was the only way to loosen Jackie Chan's principles.

In essence, Jackie Chan is an extremely emotional person.

In fact, this trick does work.

Looking at his friend in front of him, Jackie Chan felt very complicated.

Opening his mouth, Jackie Chan wanted to say something, but suddenly he heard his father's voice coming from the other side of the stairs.

"Oh! Jackie Chan! I asked you to buy tea and green bean sandwiches for Dad! Dad hasn't even had lunch yet, do you want to starve Dad to death!"

Hearing this voice, Jackie Chan, who was still trying to talk to William, was suddenly frightened!

"Pa" slapped on the forehead, Jackie Chan said angrily: "Unlucky! I forgot about this!"

Turning his head, he saw that Dad had indeed come up to the rooftop deck.

"Dad, listen to my explanation."

Jackie Chan wanted to explain.

But Dad quickly stepped forward and raised two fingers to hit Jackie Chan's forehead hard!

"Ouch!"

This hurt so much that Jackie Chan quickly covered his forehead.

"Oh, you don't take Dad seriously. You have messed up so many things recently."

Seeing that Dad was so angry, Jackie Chan rubbed his forehead and said with some shame: "Sorry, Dad, it's all my fault. I really forgot to buy you something."

While the two were talking, Dad felt his trouser legs being pulled by something.

Looking down, I found it was a big cat.

Its paws were holding a paper bag, which contained the tea and mung bean sandwiches that had just been bought.

Seeing this, the old man picked up the paper bag with some joy, patted Tom's head affectionately, and looked at Jackie Chan reproachfully: "Look, a cat is more sensible than you."

Looking at Tom at his feet, Jackie Chan was speechless...

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