She searched for information online and found that this type of person is called a hollow person. She is an ordinary person who has difficulty controlling her emotions in this flashy and irritable era and is consumed by work.

Gu Xingmiao thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he didn't care too much about it.

But when she went to work that day, she always felt that something was following her, appearing and disappearing from time to time in a sneaky way.

She felt a little uneasy, but when she looked back, she found nothing behind her. She could only suppress her uneasiness and quickly enter the company building to punch in for work.

But even after entering the company, the feeling of being spied on did not disappear, and even became more intense.

At workstations, in corridors, in restrooms, in meeting rooms—

Every moment, every minute and every second.

They all noticed the prying gaze.

Gu Xingmiao felt that she was sick.

She seems to be mentally ill.

There was no smile on his face until he got off work, and he looked a little dispirited.

When the evening sun shone on her, she stopped and turned back.

"Can you please not follow me?" Gu Xingmiao asked.

Gu Xingmiao finally had strong emotional ups and downs, and said coldly: "You follow me every day, every day, can you please stop following me?"

"Just do what you want to do. If you don't do anything, can you leave?"

But even though she said so, the gaze in the dark still did not disappear.

Gu Xingmiao felt a little tired.

He had even been unable to sleep for several days because of that vague gaze.

Until one day when Gu Xingmiao was on her way to work on the subway, she seemed to hear someone calling her name.

And more than one sound.

"Gu Xingmiao..."

"Xing Miao..."

"Gu Xingmiao——"

The sounds became more rapid and more mournful each time.

Gu Xingmiao turned around suddenly.

It was like seeing countless people standing behind me, but there was clearly no one behind me.

But she still heard the voice calling her name.

And this time——

This time, she saw countless figures behind her, which should be called reflections and shadows.

Every reflection seemed to be a person, and these people gathered together, as if calling his name.

"Gu Xingmiao..."

"Xingmiao..."

"Gu Xingmiao——"

She couldn't see the faces of the shadows clearly, and couldn't even tell which shadow the so many voices belonged to.

When she saw those shadows, the inexplicable fear in her heart disappeared, and her heart calmed down instead.

She felt very strange about this and even took a few steps towards that place uncontrollably.

But when Gu Xingmiao took a few steps forward, those shadows seemed to step back a few steps, as if the two sides could never touch each other.

But those shadows clearly seemed to be holding something.

Gu Xingmiao was about to see what they were holding in their hands——

A claw suddenly slapped her arm, and Gu Xingmiao suddenly woke up from her dream, gasping for breath.

"Gu Xingmiao?"

The weasel's body lying on the seat was stretched out very long. Although it was not a cat, it was still soft like a long ball. When it saw Gu Xingmiao suddenly sit up in surprise, it seemed a little confused.

"...I'm fine, I just seemed to have had a dream." When Gu Xingmiao spoke, her voice had calmed down, but the hand holding the window still showed some cold sweat.

"Dream?" The weasel was obviously surprised when he uttered these two words.

"I see you're sleeping peacefully, with a faint smile on your face. It doesn't look like you're having a nightmare."

Gu Xingmiao:.

No matter how peaceful it is, I'm afraid if I really try it, I'll just die.

Although she had woken up, she was still very concerned about the dream.

That dream seemed like a portrayal of another choice he would make in his life.

If I hadn't bound myself to the system, a branch line somewhere in my future life would be...

However, although binding has given me many skills, it is not entirely a good thing. In that world that at least still emphasizes materialism, if I reveal so many skills, I will probably be treated as a madman or an experimental subject and be taken away from the laboratory.

No matter how many skills you have, you still lack a stage.

But I didn’t expect that just thinking about it would bring me to such a broad stage.

Gu Xingmiao took a deep breath and rubbed his brows, but the fatigue in his eyes could not be hidden: "Are they back?"

"No, they've been out for quite a while." The weasel rubbed his face with his paws, his voice a little lazy. "I saw that they seemed to have checked every car on this road. I don't know what they found..."

Gu Xingmiao still held the note in her hand, her palms slightly clenched.

"Let me go and take a look too," she said softly.

"Why don't you take a rest? I don't think you're in a very good mental state." The weasel hesitated.

Gu Xingmiao shook her head. "I can't sleep any more. I can't sleep well here. I'll go look for any clues."

"Okay then." Huang Daxian jumped out of the window and jumped back onto Gu Xingmiao's shoulders after she got out of the car. "They shouldn't get lost, right?"

“It looks quite complicated here.”

So, in the entire empty scene, now only one person and one weasel can be seen walking on the ground.

"Gu Xingmiao, where are you going? They have already checked those cars. If there are any clues, they should have been taken away..." Huang Daxian muttered.

Gu Xingmiao simply walked to the front of the car, opened the door, and looked at the position of the audio system.

It was obvious that these places had been violently torn apart, and it was clearly the work of their group.

Several teammates couldn't learn to drive, but they quickly learned the technique of using screws to open the car door. In the words of netizens in the Huaxia live broadcast room, each of them is a reserve locksmith.

"I told you they've already checked these cars, right? You don't believe me—" The weasel looked inside the car while speaking, but the voice suddenly stopped, "Huh?"

A certain part of the speaker in the car seemed to have been pried open with force, and there were still traces of bending on it.

Gu Xingmiao only paused in front of the car, then opened the doors of the next few cars and looked at them, repeating this process.

The speakers in each car were disassembled, leaving traces of gravity on them.

Gu Xingmiao lowered her gaze again to the note in her hand and suddenly smiled.

Huang Daxian became even more panicked after hearing this: "Gu Xingmiao, if you have something to say, can you please just tell me directly? You're making me feel a little scared..."

"Nothing."

Gu Xingmiao picked up the weasel standing on the car and put it back on his shoulder: "I just found out that everything has been guided in advance."