Chapter 237 Time and Space Murder Plan (Part 2) Two in One...

[When he realized the problem, everything was irreversible.]

【......that? ......】

[When did it start? Maybe when I was shopping at the night market, maybe when I was playing on the boat on the river, or maybe even earlier? From the moment I woke up from the bed, the crisis had already arrived... If only I could have noticed the problem earlier, it would have been great.]

【......】

[It’s a pity that there is no if, it’s a pity that I am so naive. This is fate, is it this unfair fate that has brought me to this point? ]

[Host, wait a moment. ]

[Actually, I am the last one? Knowing... Am I not the one involved? Oh, maybe I am just a? Passerby, a hasty passerby～～]

The system could no longer tolerate it and said: [You have been complaining for too long! And why did you start singing at the end? Are you really thinking seriously about the seriousness of this? Question? Problem?! ]

Chu Xiuyan snorted, and the crazy electronic sound of the system echoed in his mind. He simply ignored the other party and raised his head to look forward.

I was in the house at this moment. It was dark inside, with only a ray of light coming in from the window, bright, brilliant, warm...sunshine.

Yes, it's daybreak.

It had been ten or twelve hours since he returned from the modern world to the wasteland world. He visited the night market, played go-kart bumper boats, ate hot pot, and had a fight with his acquaintances. In short, after a busy and fulfilling ten or twelve hours, he heard a very bad word from Zhang Chun, who was in "immersive brainstorming".

'By the way, you slept for more than two days this time. Do you feel uncomfortable?'

At that time, they had just returned to the headquarters and were walking up the stairs. A large group of people followed behind them and chatted happily. Then suddenly the sound disappeared, and Chu Xiuyan's yawn just now got stuck in his throat.

Zhang Chun, who was walking in the front, froze.

To summarize the conversation at that time, we can read from the boy's frozen expression that Zhang Chun, who was abnormal, was at a loss and said, "Actually, I don't mean anything, don't think too much."

Chu Xiuyan's expression changed back and forth between fear and shock.

The system paused for a moment, as if remembering something, and then it screamed in a loop for three minutes.

From the various details and Zhang Chun's subtle reaction, Chu Xiuyan realized that he might have exposed something - but this was not a big problem. The big problem was that the time stop seemed to be gone.

This was what had caused him to mutter and complain for a long time early in the morning.

Let me first talk about the premise here. The system takes the host through time and space, which is soul travel. When the host is in world A, world B is in a state of time stop.

When arriving at the wasteland world from the modern world, normally, Chu Xiuyan should still be in the Dreamland Kingdom, where the Oneiroi debuff had just been lifted, but in fact, he had been sleeping on the big bed in the headquarters of the ruined city for two days, and Zhang Chun and his team seemed to have dealt with a number of urgent matters. Chu Xiuyan initially thought that he was just affected by the Oneiroi debuff and fell into a coma, but Zhang Chun said that there was no remnant of Oneiroi's power!

In other words, his sleepiness over the past two days was not due to the influence of the mysterious power of this world.

...or maybe it was just pure exhaustion.

But the system screamed.

It screamed.

Called...

Chu Xiuyan remembered something: [Come to think of it, I stayed in the modern world for exactly two and a half days, and the "Yunyan" in the wasteland world also slept for two and a half days. What a coincidence, haha.]

system:【……】

Now, half an hour has passed since Chu Xiuyan discovered the possibility of time stopping and forcibly kidnapped all the onlookers from the stairs into the empty house?

He stared at Zhang Chun, who was sitting meticulously on the chair in front of him, and then looked at the row of "wall hangers" standing against the wall behind him. He said quietly, "Uncle, you know I'm not good at using my brain, so tell me the truth. Actually, everything I'm thinking about now is fake."

Zhang Chun avoided the question and said, "Ye Gou Mingji and the others invited you to another time and space, which means that their target is most likely not you, so everything you think in your mind is fake."

Chu Xiuyan sighed faintly, "Although I am very touched by the fact that you don't want me to step into the muddy waters of another world, your words are totally disconnected and no normal person can understand."

He narrowed his eyes as he spoke, "Maybe Gou Erji and the others? Just going? For tourism... Like? Going around some tech lab or something."

Zhang Chun was silent for a while, and suddenly spoke: "Although Jing Heng often gets lost, he is not a directionally challenged person. The lazy saying "I can leave everything I can't do to tomorrow and my future self" is his life truth. Before the age of eight, he often fought with others because of his appearance and was a crybaby. From the age of fifteen to eighteen, he liked strawberry shirts the most."

The lion boss, who was dozing off against the wall, pointed at himself drowsily, "Huh?"

Zai Zhe and others beside him laughed dully.

Zhang Chun's voice continued to ring out, and he reported the dark history of his acquaintances one by one, as if he was calling out a death list. Or, in other words, some information that only he knew.

Chu Xiuyan blinked slowly.

"I can't be sure what we would be like with different experiences, but no matter what, as long as you send us a signal for help, we will come to help you - the essence should not be much different." Zhang Chun said expressionlessly: "By the way, I liked to write a diary before I was fifteen. That means I would write all my enemies or people I disliked in the diary and read it every night to deepen my impression. But now I just feel..."

He omitted a few words and continued, "Only I know about this matter. You can try to communicate with your people."

Chu Xiuyan made a "wow" sound with his mouth, and became excited. "Is this the legendary dark history——"

"No." Zhang Chun answered very quickly.

The group of people leaning against the wall realized something was wrong and pretended to be calm and left quietly.

Chu Xiuyan took out the character design material book he carried with him from his pocket, and his glowing eyes swept over the group of people who were trying to leave stealthily, "Come on, everyone! Let's have a beautiful, honest and friendly exchange."

An hour later.

Chu Xiuyan returned to the modern world.

The system organizes all the handwritten black history (crossed out?) and character information into the memo.

[Sure enough, the space-time channel has become easier to navigate. According to our previous situation, it is impossible for us to return so easily after a few hours of interval. We may even get stuck in the channel.] The system is like a dough being beaten by a rolling pin, and said weakly, [It was probably squeezed wider by Mingji and his group.]

[So, are they the ones who caused the speed of the two worlds to become the same?]

Chu Xiuyan glanced at the time. It was seven in the morning.

He remembered that he went to the wasteland world at four o'clock yesterday afternoon.

The system was fiddling with something, making a buzzing sound, and said vaguely: [Not sure, I have reported it to the main system, I hope they can get a reply soon. So, are you going to look for Zhang Chun and the others in this world? ]

"No, I don't eat meal replacements. Besides, even if it's a homologue, I shouldn't force it into trouble and danger because of problems in another world - the uncle's guy is obviously overthinking, but the character collection can finally add new information."

Chu Xiuyan smiled particularly brightly when he thought of the dark history of so many acquaintances. His fingertips quickly swiped across the screen, and soon he found a few strange messages in the author's backstage private message.

"Ha, I told you someone would come looking for me."

He pinched his chin and spoke in a deep voice.

——Bai Qiu.

There are several private messages on the phone screen.

"Who are you?"

"Why do you know about us?"

"...Cloud Flame?"

"No, Yun Yan shouldn't be able to know so many things - he was clearly not there!"

"(Expletive) Tsk, forget it. No matter who you are, remember? Stay away from a man named Chu Wenxi, stay away from him."

"...No, you know too much, don't you?!"

"……ah?"

"……ah???"

"Are you Camisa?"

"Teacher, please update the next chapter as soon as possible, thank you QAQ"

"Oh, by the way, my name is Bai Qiu, the Bai Qiu from the Desert Kingdom that you wrote about. I'm currently working undercover in the Wild Dogs. My target is a man called Chu Wenxi from Dark Shark. It's said that he will travel through time and space in the future and become the doctor of our world. This sounds really scary."

"PS: In your setting, does the Doctor really come from another? world?"

…

[You had a moment just now? You looked exactly like your uncle. ]

[You also said he is my uncle.]

Chu Xiuyan answered casually and sent his contact information to the account claiming to be "Bai Qiu", but after waiting for a few minutes, there was no response from the other side.

Maybe he's busy... What are he busy with?

Chu Xiuyan couldn't help but let his thoughts wander, then he got up and washed up.

While searching for its poor missing detector, the system complained: [How did Mingji and the others get to this world? They have widened the space-time tunnel. I hope the time-stop problem can be solved... Why hasn't the main system replied to me yet? I'll go and knock again.]

Chu Xiuyan covered his face with a towel and shook off the buzzing sound in his head, thinking that the system might have leaked electricity, and said vaguely: [A broken world? The world, idiots? Fix it. ]

Half an hour later, he knocked on the door of his neighbor across the street.

Since the wild dogs in the wasteland world can travel through time and space to carry out assassinations, doesn't the Northwest Base have any response measures?

Chu Xiuyan couldn't be sure, but he recalled the previous encounters with "Fang Sinian" on the opposite side... there was a very obvious sense of déjà vu and disobedience.

After waiting for a while, the neighbor's door opened.

The person who opened the door was a young man wearing a white turtleneck sweater, with fair skin and a gentle temperament. He was stunned when he saw Chu Xiuyan.

Chu Xiuyan stood on tiptoe and looked behind the young man. The room was quiet and there should be no one else there.

Who lived across the street? The Fang brothers, the elder was a policeman, and the younger was a senior from the same department at the same school—at least, that was their identity when they met for the first few times.

"Hello, junior, what's up?"

Hear? The voice coming from above, Chu Xiuyan replied: "Is Police Officer Fang at home? "

Confused, Fang Sinian looked back along the boy's line of sight. "My brother is out. I remember that you should have his contact information. Maybe you can call him directly?"

"That's not necessary, because I'm here to see you."

After saying that, Chu Xiuyan pretended to disappear obediently, crouched down and squeezed in from the side of the young man, pacing back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back like a master.

The temperature today was 20 degrees Celsius, and Chu Xiuyan was still wearing a short-sleeved shirt, while Fang Sinian had already put on a turtleneck sweater and even cotton slippers.

"Are you cold?"

"It's not too hot." Fang Sinian didn't care about the boy's intrusion at all, and asked quite naturally: "Tea or coffee?"

"Coke, although I don't drink it."

"So alert?"

Chu Xiuyan stopped in front of a wall. There was a painting on the wall. It had a black and red background, a white statue with a severed head, and blood-stained wings nailed to a stone pillar. The structure was very familiar. Could you see traces of the textbook? The feeling presented was not like the compassion and pity for the fallen gods, but more of ridicule and malice.

Deja vu, here it comes again——

Chu Xiuyan couldn't help but turn around and walk towards Fang Sinian, still with his hands behind his back, walking like a duck.

Fang Sinian really found a can of Coke from the refrigerator, but did not hand it to Chu Xiuyan. Instead, he leaned against the kitchen door frame, his amber eyes clearly reflecting the figure of the boy walking towards him - black hair, and the unobstructed gaze that shot straight at him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly talked about something completely unrelated?

"Come to think of it, I think I invited you to my house before?"

"Is there?" Chu Xiuyan had no recollection of such an invitation. He took the bottle of Coke from the young man and took it out of the refrigerator. A layer of inconspicuous frost covered the wall of the can. It was so cold that he shivered as if he was struck by an electric current.

"Yes, in the forest, but you refused." Fang Sinian said with a smile, gentle, natural, nothing unusual, as if he was talking about something that was? ordinary?, but it was so fake that even a fool could see it, "You are as hostile and wary of me as always."

Chu Xiuyan put the Coke on the table beside him, lowered his head and rubbed his fingers that had just touched the can, "A normal person would be wary of a guy who chases after his companions and kills them as soon as he appears on the scene, right?"

"Yeah?"

Can't hear? The young man with a lot of meaning in his tone suddenly moved.

Chu Xiuyan suddenly raised his head, and at that moment, the aura of "Cloud Flame" quickly emerged.

Just like the person in front of him, he tore off his disguise without hesitation, or was he deliberately waiting for Chu Xiuyan to come?

"I won't have a conflict with you here." Fang Sinian, who had been the chief priest since some time ago, pretended to be close to him, returning to the coldness and alienation in Chu Xiuyan's memory. He walked past him and into the living room, saying in a tone that was obviously a bit careless: "You came to me, probably because of the wild dog? I can cooperate with you."

Although he talked about cooperation, his aura gradually became chaotic and dangerous.

Like a monster stuffed into a fragile stuffed toy, the false shell is almost about to tear apart.

The system was slow to detect? What: [Wild dog? This? Guy mentioned? Wild dog? Are they referring to Mingji and the others? ? What? Happened? Why did this? Guy suddenly act like? a hidden villain?! ]

Chu Xiuyan backed away little by little, the chill in the air stinging his skin, but in his heart he complained as skillfully as before: [Stupid system, this guy is the chief priest of the top number, don’t ignore any anomalies and details, and don’t underestimate the brain of the perverted scientist! ]

The system pondered: [Wait a moment, let me sort out the cause and effect. The Wild Dog Organization wants to assassinate Chu Wenxi, who will become a doctor in the future. The doctor in the wasteland world predicts their actions and sends the chief priest to stop them in advance? ... In other words, you are not enemies at the moment? ]

However, Chu Xiuyan did not respond.

He stared at the head priest silently. The other party slowly turned his head, and there was a strange, yet familiar emotion in his eyes.

That was the signal for an impending attack.

The air froze for a moment, dangerous and terrifying.

Just then, the phone suddenly rang.

The system quickly reminded: [Your uncle sent you several messages, but you didn’t hear them because your phone was muted. Now he’s calling and I turned up the volume.]

The chief priest a few steps away seemed to remember something, frowned, and turned his face away.

Chu Xiuyan moved towards the door cautiously, step by step, without being stopped.

The officiant sat on the sofa.

Chu Xiuyan pushed open the door.

The officiant turned on the TV.

Chu Xiuyan put both feet on the corridor floor.

The officiant gently closed his eyes.

Chu Xiuyan: "I won't have any conflict with you here."

The tone is ups and downs and sarcastic.

The officiant opened his eyes.

With a bang, the door was shut heavily.

A series of energetic footsteps sounded in the corridor, but disappeared in just a few seconds.

The chief priest listened to the footsteps disappearing without any change in expression on his face.

The painting hanging on the wall was suddenly cut in half by a thin blood-red blade that appeared from nowhere. With a clang, most of the painting fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Tick.

The officiant wiped away the blood that flowed from the corner of his eyes and closed his eyes again.

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"Wow wow wow, I'm scared to death!"

Chu Xiuyan tossed his phone up and down, walked briskly out of the elevator, and arrived at the first floor.

System: [Wow wow wow, I thought you guys? You're really going to fight. ]

"Probably not. He and I were just testing each other's situation. I didn't expect it to be the chief priest... He should have come with a mission. He wouldn't rashly fight me if he wasn't sure of my strength. And I actually just wanted to confirm his position."

System: [So? What is the conclusion? ]

Chu Xiuyan sighed: "I can only say that he is barely an enemy. I will consider him as a third party force... Hey, why is it that the Northwest is always a third party force?"

He was in an uncontrollable daze for a while.

When I walked out of the community, I saw a straight branch under a tree on the roadside. I walked a few steps over, picked it up, and put it in my hair behind my ear.

Then he got into a car at the entrance of the community with this strange posture.

The person sitting in the driver's seat was an acquaintance. Unlike the three-piece suit that he usually wore, he was wearing casual clothes today. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his forearms. He looked a little distant and like a normal elder - as long as he didn't show his disdainful look.

There was someone in the passenger seat, too, smiling and greeting Chu Xiuyan as he got into the car.

Baiqu Unit 2...what was it called?

Chu Xiuyan tilted his head for a long time but couldn't remember the name, and finally decided to give up.

System: [No one is questioning this thing on your head? Do you want to speak?]

Chu Xiuyan: [Please call it an intelligence receiver.]

The one driving was Chu Wenxi.

Normally, Chu Wenxi, who has a lot of problems, would not hand over the power of life and death to others, here referring to the steering wheel, even if there is artificial intelligence secretly controlling it.

"You didn't accept Fang Sinian's invitation to cooperate?"

After driving for ten minutes, Chu Wenxi suddenly spoke up. The route the car was taking was very familiar. It was heading to his laboratory.

The system didn't react for a moment. [How did my uncle know? I checked the officiating family? There's no surveillance?]

[You can think of it as Xiaojiu directly skipping the plot dialogue and entering the important plot branch line. ]

Chu Xiuyan skillfully followed Chu Wenxi's thinking rhythm and replied: "No, I'm not stupid. Although that guy pretends to be willing to protect you, he actually has other plans. So do you want to use him?"

Chu Wenxi: “Yes.”

System: [This one is so straightforward, man!]

Chu Xiuyan briefly summarized the previous contact with the chief priest. The plot dialogue could not be skipped and a conclusion was drawn at the end.

"But unfortunately, I can't deal with that family at the moment? Man, you can fend for yourself, uncle, I will help you mentally."

Chu Wenxi didn't even blink, "You can jump out of the car." He turned the steering wheel and turned into the road leading to the suburbs.

Chu Xiuyan: "? Unlock the car first."

He paused, hugged the back of the driver's seat, and his normal voice suddenly became high-pitched, "It's so strange to say, that guy seems to have opened a new canal, the air conditioning is so natural, I can't even release a little mist, come on!"

He still remembers the chill that almost penetrated his bones. Today, it was only 20 degrees!

Chu Wenxi's eyes were full of the vehicles ahead and the straight line. He replied indifferently and perfunctorily, "Think about it, those people are clearly illegal immigrants."

The system suddenly realized: [So it was smuggling, I understand. Our side is the official channel, the others all sneaked in. Don't think that group of people can use some extraordinary abilities, but they will definitely be backfired, and even their souls will be damaged. ]

[I don't know how to complain, so forget it.] Chu Xiuyan: [I'm super weak right now, can you think of a way for me to go? Where can I get some divine pollution?]

System: [You're a jerk? Ghost. ]

Chu Wenxi's laboratory was still the same, remote and desolate, overgrown with weeds? There were not many people around.

When getting out of the car, Chu Xiuyan realized that there was another person sitting in the passenger seat? Wait, that's not right, it seems like it has always been there.

He glanced at the round-framed glasses of Boqu Unit-2, who was smiling and holding a notebook with excitement written all over his body.

So what is this person's name?

This? Question? flashed through my mind, and the next second my attention was attracted by a mouse running through the bushes.

"Look, there's a mouse here!"

Click.

A pair of leather shoes stepped on the mouse's head mercilessly and crushed it hard.

Then he walked straight past Chu Xiuyan who was half-squatting on the ground.

Only a cold voice was left.

“No playing with rat carcasses.”

Chu Xiuyan: "...Am I a three-year-old kid, stupid uncle? Of course I know it's dirty."

He poked the dead rat with a branch and muttered, "So I use a branch."