Chapter 33 (Minor Repair)

Shen Jian sat there for a full five minutes.

The leader rarely blocked his high-speed brain, trying to escape from this world that temporarily made him unclear about the current situation.

He seemed to have been unwittingly dragged from the intrigue-filled political novels to the silly fantasy-immersive palace novels that were read in large quantities by teenagers.

Although he had some doubts about his memory due to the amount of information he had received during this period, he should have been a civilian.

The upper class nobles were trying to save face by not allowing even a piece of trash to get to the surface, but he was studying and working on the surface.

However……

Fifteen minutes later, Shen Jian took a deep breath, and stiffly moved his gaze to the full-length mirror frame in the corner, forcibly suppressing the urge to tap his toes to the ground.

Then he quickly let his brain, which was on strike, calculate meaningless equations at high speed, and even turned out a large number of documents to fill in the fragments of his thoughts. After his mind was running at full speed for a while, Shen Jian calmed down.

Shen Jian recalled a lawsuit he had fought, in which a child's belongings contained thousands of electronic reading records. He opened one at random, and a description popped up that made him feel confused -

"In the mirror, a teenager sat on the bed, his long black hair flowing over the crimson fabric."

"His eyes were clear and bright, yet they carried a lingering sense of timidity and innocence."

"It really looks like a youngest son who was raised in the deepest part of the family by the upper class. They did not intend to list him as an heir, so they carefully cared for him with fine clothes and delicious food since he was born, but they did not teach him any knowledge and did not allow him to step out of the house."

...Special offers of plots from some novels that are very popular among teenagers.

Even though Shen Jian didn't want to admit it, his current situation seemed to be not much different from the situation described in the novel.

Shen Jian's throat rolled. Although his brain was burning at high speed and his rationality had left him, so that he could hardly supply his body functions, he still couldn't help but take two steps closer to the mirror.

He touched his face cautiously, then indifferently pulled a hair out and took a look.

Not disguise material or artificial skin.

“…” For a second, Shen Jian even felt a little desperate about this matter.

He would rather be an artificial person.

Shen Jian gritted his teeth, very sadly and reluctantly pulling out some logical thinking.

Although this is not only the reason why the possibility of this body really being his juvenile form has increased, but also because he has almost no way to carry out his plan.

Even ending up in the slums is better than this start - regardless of his current situation, relying on this identity, he even has problems walking out freely, let alone finding "that person".

...Of course it's not that he can't get out. In fact, there are dozens of ways now, but they all involve a lot of noise.

He wasn't ready to disturb anyone else just yet.

Shen Jian shook his head and retracted his thoughts.

He then pursed his lips, walked to the bathroom, locked the door, and calmly checked all around.

As expected, there was no surveillance equipment.

Shen Jian blinked, feeling a little different about how much importance this body received.

Although the description in the novel is very... good for the toes, judging from the results, there are indeed many children who are hidden from birth.

But not all children who are hidden in a room at home are not monitored.

He didn't find any equipment when he arrived in the bedroom, so he was stunned for the first five minutes of his arrival in the strange place.

To be honest, when he first saw what he looked like, he was a little defensive.

He couldn't help but sigh again before he whispered tentatively, "...Solomon?"

The sound that echoed in the bathroom was very crisp, and the crispness made Shen Jian feel a little broken.

Even if he doesn't think he is a good person, he is at least a normal living person, right?

Who would send a child who can’t carry anything on a mission?

Regardless of the purpose, Shen Jian's defense was indeed broken. He even felt that if this was an enemy conspiracy, then this move was definitely not wrong.

Because he really wanted to start over again and change his shell no matter what.

Shen Jian wiped his face painfully, trying to cheer himself up to face the reality.

The spacious bathroom was quiet. The electronic lights on the ceiling were emitting warm light, and all the machines that ran on electricity were not moving normally.

There was no sound.

The chip bound to Solomon is implanted in his heart. Even though he is currently a teenager, the chip will still work. The top intelligence that has monopolized the official signal will sense the call within milliseconds and respond quickly.

This was the biggest reason why Shen Jian dared to use the chip without any preparation.

But Shen Jian seemed to have expected it, and said it again with almost no fluctuation in his expression: "Solomon."

There was silence.

As if he had expected it, Shen Jian sighed with a little regret, “Sure enough, eh.”

Although he had made this assumption, Shen Jian still found it very strange when it actually came true.

"Another world, huh?" He sighed, returned to the big bed, sat obediently in his previous position, and remained silent for a while.

Four years ago, he was willing to go through such a big circle to design and develop the technology, and the "he" who was not mentioned in the pre-planning plan about the Middle Ages, all clearly pointed the effect to something that Shen Jian could vaguely imagine.

It is nothing more than the advancement and regression of time, the travel through time and space, and the overlap or separation of parallel worlds.

Choose one of the three, but Shen Jian is still not sure whether he is in a "result" of one possibility or two possibilities coexisting.

Assuming that only one of these three possibilities came true, that is, Shen Jian used the "fire" and "chip" to travel through time and space, then he might now be Shen Jian, who was only a teenager in another world.

Assuming that two of these three possibilities come true, that is, he not only travels through time and space, but also moves forward or backward in time, then there will be a big problem...

What? Why not consider the possibility of parallel worlds? Not to mention the possibility that the turbulence of time and space will shatter the soul under this result, just the stability test of the landing area in so many parallel worlds is already as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Shen Jian believed that he would not do something that he was not fully prepared for—no matter when he was.

"So the most special situation is that if these two possibilities coexist, then I may face..."

"My past self, or my future self, coexisting with my current twelve-year-old self. This situation, ah."

And he is not even sure whether he was "he" or he now.

Shen Jian subconsciously wanted to spin the pen, but the next second he found that his palm was empty. He glanced and quickly adjusted his state.

If he guessed correctly, it would be almost five o'clock in the evening and someone would come.

To be honest, he had thought of this a long time ago - when he knew that the Middle Ages might have a time-travel machine.

However, his best guess at that time was to just time travel, but now?

Shen Jian fiddled with his long hair that was in the way and began to wonder when he could cut it off.

"Even if I have to hide the world's rules and cannot restore my identity, even if the second possibility is very difficult, I don't really want to admit that this body is really me."

The world's buffs are not so fixed. It is impossible for two identical people to exist in the same world at the same time, even if they are the same person in different time periods.

Then if Shen Jian came into this world reasonably, there is only one possibility, that is, the "shell" he is using now is not his own, and it is very likely that it was prepared before Shen Jian lost his memory.

If it's the first one, it's really just a trip through time and space...

Looking at his tender, soft, and useless palms again, Shen Jian twitched the corners of his mouth and rejected this possible assumption.

Everything depends on the attitude of the person who opens the door.

Shen Jian cast his eyes towards the door.

...Very good, Shen Jian pulled the corner of his mouth. Since he took control of the Wuyan Tower, he hasn't felt what it feels like to be nervous for a long time.

Thank you very much for letting him experience it again.

The door opened a crack at exactly 5:15, and light filtered through the crack, like the first ray of sunlight bursting out from the skyline at sunrise in the early morning.

Shen Jian calmly performed in his mind the expression that this body should have.

Then, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had easily adjusted his expression to that of a child who was ignorant of the world but longed for his family.

A pair of leather shoes first stepped onto the soft carpet at the door, and then the second pair quickly stepped in. The door was closed, and the aroma of fragrant milk porridge and small cakes filled the warm room.

Shen Jian's eyes slowly moved upwards, while quickly searching for the person who might correspond to him in his mind.

He saw the man in a neatly pressed, strictly tailored suit and a straight back.

The man was holding a small tray, with a pen in his suit pocket, and his eyes were full of expectation and caution.

Shen Jian stared at that face, his fake smile frozen on his face.

...Shen An?

Shen An! How could it be Shen An? !

The brain instantly sounded the alarm, and Shen Jian even suddenly returned to the fear he had just felt when he woke up from the leader of the Wuyan Tower, and cold sweat instantly flowed like a river.

He almost immediately brought up the option of "the original owner arranged all this just for fun" again, without even considering Shen An's strange look.

At that moment, Shen Jian adjusted his logical thinking to think about the current situation, and only relaxed his stiff body after a while.

...No, this is not the worst case scenario. Wuyanta should not have betrayed him.

To be precise, Wu Yanta, who now has nothing, cannot betray him.

Shen Jian lowered his eyes, as if he hadn't thought about anything at all, looked at the young version of "himself", then looked at Shen An, who was obviously much calmer than the "last time they met", and confirmed the room he was in again.

Everything is of the best quality. When I open the curtains, I can see a large garden, which confirms that it is the master bedroom.

Shen Jian sighed lightly, forcibly diverted his thoughts, and tried to infer the possibility that caused the current situation.

Then, the leader caught a flash of calculation in his mind and slowly fell silent.

A hypothesis.

In this world, his future self was also aware of this plan, and was therefore eliminated by "him" without any resistance. His subordinates could not accept this, so they did something unspeakable and created a copy of him.

Don’t mention it, it really seems like it’s something they can do.

And Shen Jian believed that this was something he could do.

...It is better to say that if this is really a different world that has been predetermined in advance, then this possibility is very high. In Shen Jian's opinion, this is a win-win situation with no harm.

Shen Jian remained silent for a while, letting countless screaming and bleating sheep run through his mind.

If this was true, then he had truly, for the first time, truly broken through.

because……

All the work is on him.