December 31, 2017, this night was the most lively night in 2018.

So there will be many performances in the city center, or in major cities and bustling areas in the country; and celebrations will celebrate this extraordinary night.

However, on such a lively night, Chen Yanlong, who was a retired special forces soldier, stayed at home like a complete otaku.

While eating beef instant noodles produced by Uni-President Group, he was communicating with Long Ling Knight, the author of (my Third Reich) and (the overlord of the Empire), on the computer QQ.

"By the way, if you write a book about foreign hegemony, how should you write something exciting, and what readers like to read, and ask for advice. I hope I can reply, but I couldn't think of it after thinking about it for a long time. Suddenly I remembered that you wrote about Germany, so I asked, Long Ling Ju!"

After Chen Yanlong went to the cold to ask about his well-being with the Dragon Spirit Knight, he asked straight to the point.

"Writing about foreign hegemony? You didn't say what type of thing, it's hard to draw conclusions... For example, what you want to write is mostly warfare or deduce power and tricks... It's hard to say. Well, in addition, I've been sick in recent days and haven't been on QQ. If you have any questions, you can leave me a message... I'll reply when I see it."

Regarding this question, the Dragon Spirit Knight was stunned for a while, and then responded.

"That! Dragon Spirit Giant! It's a kind of battle for the first world war or World War II. By the way, you should take care of your body! The body is the foundation of everything. I wish you good health, good health, and happiness!"

Seeing that the Dragon Spirit Knight was willing to respond, Chen Yanlong was also very eye-catching and flattered and said with a blessing.

"World War I and War II are quite a lot of articles. It depends on whether you are mainly selling society, farming and developing the flow, or just writing about war..."

Faced with Chen Yanlong's relatively polite inquiry, as a warm-hearted Dragon Spirit Knight who was in the same military group, he began to give some advice.

"Thank you, you woke me up! Dragon Spirit Giant!"

Chen Yanlong was very grateful to see that the Dragon Spirit Knight, who was much better than writing books, could spend valuable private time and teach himself to write.

"You're welcome! Well, let's talk about this today! I'm going to code and write! Readers are urging updates!"

The Dragon Spirit Knight posted a bright smile on QQ and then responded.

"Yeah! OK, chat next time! Goodbye!"

Chen Yanlong also replied with a gentle smile on QQ and thanked.

After chatting with the Dragon Spirit Knight, Chen Yanlong ate the instant noodles in his hand in one breath; at the fastest speed, he ate it clean.

After a meal, he went to find the great writers from other military groups to ask for advice on military writing.

After chatting with these people, Chen Yanlong felt that he had learned a lot of new military writing knowledge; perhaps it would be of some help to his future writing.

So he couldn't wait to slam his fingers in front of the computer; using the writing knowledge he had just learned, he started writing a new online book with thoughts.

But at this moment, his cell phone ringtone suddenly rang; the sudden sound scared him, who was falling into a state of crazy typing.

"It's been 2 o'clock, who hasn't been sleeping yet? Come to see me? It's not those friends who have watched the countdown show, so I'm going to invite them out for a midnight snack! I'm so poor now that I don't have anything good to eat except Master Kong and Uni-President instant noodles!"

Chen Yanlong calmed down and picked up his miscellaneous smartphone; looked at the unfamiliar caller ID and said in confusion.

"Hey! Are you that person? Why did you call me in the middle of the night? Haven't you had enough fun in the countdown?"

After thinking for a while, he decided to answer the sermon.

"It's Lao Chen! It's me! Ye Xiaoming!"

The other end of the phone ignored his unhappy tone and shouted in extreme surprise.

"Ye Xiaoming? Why did you call me in the middle of the night? I'm not a beauty, don't you want to ask me to treat you to midnight snacks! I'm a poor man now and have no money! Ah! By the way, haven't you been to Xingzhong Square in the pedestrian street to watch the countdown show today? Didn't you tell me the day before yesterday that you made an appointment with a new girl; would you have a romantic appointment on the eve of New Year's Day? You won't be deceived by that girl!"

As soon as he heard the voice of being one of his friends, Chen Yanlong responded without hesitation.

Ye Xiaoming is also a writer, who is almost the same as him. He is both a loser in online writing; he is a loser in collections and subscriptions, and he is a loser in collections and subscriptions.

They were very familiar with each other, and not only were they classmates in the same school, they also had good friends who had worked as soldiers, retired from the army, and went out to work in society and were laid off for more than ten consecutive times.

And later, when they wanted to do something in the second half of their lives and realize some dreams, they joined the Internet writer industry together.

"Old Chen, save me, you must find a way to save me! I'm in big trouble! Woooooooo... If you don't save me, I'll... Woooooooooo...!"

Facing Chen Yanlong's speech without any politeness, Ye Xiaoming was on the other end of the phone and suddenly burst into tears.

"Oh! What's wrong with you? You won't be really cheated of a lot of money by that girl!"

Chen Yanlong was startled by the other party's crying.

"No...I've traveled through time..."

Ye Xiaoming was still extremely sad and continued to cry in panic.

"Ah! Time travel..."

Chen Yanlong had a dark face.

"Yes! I'm like the kind of time travel that is mentioned in the TV series and the novel!"

Ye Xiaoming nodded and responded while continuing to cry.

"Oh! Then you traveled to that era? Did you travel to the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, or World War I, World War II? It wouldn't be traveling through the future world? Now it's very trendy, and many people traveled through time for no reason. You traveled through time on the eve of New Year's Day and really knew how to choose time to play! My good friend, I'm a brother!"

Thinking that the other party was playing with him, Chen Yanlong's expression suddenly darkened, and then he responded with a sarcastic expression.

"World War II, Italy!"

Before he could notice Chen Yanlong's mocking tone, Ye Xiaoming slowly stopped crying and confessed.

"Well! Why are you traveling to Italy now? You won't be a mogul, right!"

Chen Yanlong continued to suppress his anger and said sarcastically.

"I, I don't want to travel to World War II; you must find a way to save me! I just want to go back to the 21st century now!"

Listening to Chen Yanlong's speech, who was increasingly unhappy, Ye Xiaoming gradually calmed down and shouted.

"Okay! I said Lao Ye! We all like to write time travel novels. I don't know that I'm very busy! I called over in the middle of the night and was playing with me! Tonight is not April Fool's Day! It's the eve of New Year's Day, okay!"

But Chen Yanlong didn't believe what the other party said at all, and instead roared angrily.

"No! Old Chen, I really traveled through time. I am now traveling to Italy during World War II; I have become an officer! You must save me! I don't want to die in battle! I don't want to die!"

Hearing that Chen Yanlong did not believe his words at all, Ye Xiaoming immediately shouted anxiously.

"What! You are so good at playing! Traveling to Italy in World War II! You even became an officer! Humph! I'm going to sleep, so I won't talk nonsense to you!"

Hearing this, Chen Yanlong became even more angry and cursed.

"I've really traveled through time, it's true--save me!"

When Ye Xiaoming heard that Chen Yanlong not only did not believe what he said, but also cursed him, he shouted in anger.

"You have it all, it's not over! Ye Xiaoming! Why are you crazy today? Did you read too many time travel novels and go crazy; or were you too bored and want to joke about me! If you really travel through time travel, I have traveled through time, and I am now the head of the Third Reich and will dominate the world! Idiot! If you come to play with me again, believe it or not; I will ignore you in the future!"

Listening to Ye Xiaoming's still chattering, Chen Yanlong immediately yelled insult.

"You... bastard Lao Chen! I've really traveled through time! Alas! Okay! Since you don't believe me, it's fine. If I can't go back to the 21st century within a week, that... If you have time, go to my house to see if there is anything you like. If there is one, I'll give it to you! Ah! By the way, there is still 1,800 yuan hidden in the shoe box under my bed; if you don't have money, just take it! It should allow you to buy a lot of unified instant noodles to maintain your life!"

Hearing Chen Yanlong's angry curse, Ye Xiaoming was also choked for a moment; it took him a while to restrain his anger and then roar.

"Doudu...Doududu..."

After saying that, he decisively hung up the phone before he could wait for Chen Yanlong's rebuttal.

“…”

Chen Yanlong was angry about this; smoke came from his seven orifices, and he was speechless.

"It's really him, Ye Xiaoming! What kind of crazy is this kid tonight! Today is not April Fool's Day, I'll do this for me in the middle of the night! You're so bored! You're just a joke and prank, and it actually got me! If you really traveled through time, I'll really traveled through time and became the head of state! There's no need to live the poor life now!"

After a long time, Chen Yanlong gradually relieved his inexplicable anger and curled his lips.

However, after calming down, he suddenly became embarrassed, and he didn't know why he had just heard his friend Ye Xiaoming's time traveling through time; he had such a big reaction and anger.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but blush, because even if his good friend really called him and joked about traveling through time; he didn't have to be so exaggerated or angry.

"Hey! Ye Xiaoming won't really travel to World War II! Or I should give him a call immediately to see the situation and apologize!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that the blue screen of the smartphone in his hand suddenly had a dazzling silver-white light.

Then he felt his eyes be hit by the silver light.

Then his eyes flashed and he knew nothing.
Chapter completed!