Chapter 216



Chapter 216

The earth has a time difference. All living things on earth have a time difference of 24 hours. There is no time difference between the north and the south, and even if there is, the difference is no more than one hour.

At around 3 o'clock in the evening of that day, all the people in the world with the surname Dai and Chunfeng, whether they were awake or asleep, as long as they still had a breath, suddenly woke up and rose from the dead in response to the cries of "Hey".

Dai worked hard in the mansion until midnight and finally fell asleep in bed.

Hello, Dai Chunfeng was startled when he suddenly heard a stranger's voice. His first reaction was that someone was assassinating him. The moment he heard the voice, he took out a pistol from under his pillow.

When he heard the second hello, he had already mounted his horse and scanned the bedroom with a pistol in his hand, still cursing those guards in his heart for being there for nothing.

He could hear the difference from the third "Hello". The voice was very close, too close. It was not a sound next to his ear, but a sound ringing directly in his mind, as if there was a person in his mind, and that person was speaking directly in his mind.

Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat. Could it be that he was too cruel and ruthless in his daily life, and those who were unwilling to accept it turned into ghosts?

This thought only lasted for a moment, and was immediately suppressed by him. There were no such things as supernatural powers in the world. They were just the tricks of gods. If there really were any gods or monsters, they should go find those beasts causing trouble in the three northern provinces. He worked hard for the party and the country, and there was no way he would be haunted by ghosts.

He firmly believed this until the voice read out his name, Dai Chunfeng, and was actually looking for him.

There are 40 million people in China, and many of them have the surname Dai. Among them, there is definitely not only one person named Chunfeng. Some of those who were awakened last night were as timid as mice, some hugged their wives and screamed, and some were frightened to death.

In the heavily blocked red area in the south, there is a team leader on night patrol. His surname is also Dai. His grandfather was educated and named him Chunfeng, so this person is Dai Chunfeng.

They were on their night patrol when a voice suddenly started ringing in their heads.

"Who! Come out!" He immediately unhooked the rifle from his back and pointed it at the dark, swirling shadows of the trees, expecting it to be the guys who often harassed them (the two-faced Kuomintang, the occasional lone dwarfs, or the bandits who had come over from the mountains).

The team members following behind him were also startled. They were a second late and took out their rifles at the same time, pointing them in other directions in tacit coordination.

The voice still echoed in his mind: "Who is talking? Come out, or I'll shoot you."

In the ears of his team members, everything was silent except for the chirping of insects and nightingales, who were scared away by their captain's call.

"Captain, there's no one here." Although they said so, everyone still remained vigilant.

"No, someone is calling my name in my mind." Captain Dai was terrified. "What should I do? What should I do? Someone is talking in my mind."

"Impossible, Captain, don't scare me."

"Someone is really talking." The team leader was scared. He remembered □□'s words again. All kinds of monsters and demons were enemies that had to be defeated. There was nothing in this world and they had to fight for everything on their own. So he was not afraid anymore.

"What are you talking about?" the team member who couldn't hear the sound asked curiously.

"Uh, the Great Empire's Operations in China, uh, uh, uh, uh?" He followed the voice in his head and read out those words. He immediately realized that something was wrong. Was it related to the Japanese?!

"Ah!" The team members were still confused.

The team leader had already shouted: "Oh no! Hurry up and find the instructor."

There were really not many people in the army who could read. The team leader only learned a few words after joining the army. He didn't understand much and didn't have much experience. But after just listening to a few words, he knew how important it was.

A team of people hurriedly dug the instructor out of the quilt. The sound of pouring water into the sea never stopped, just like reading a report. The team leader was afraid of ghosts and even more afraid of missing important information. When he saw the instructor, he began to recite sentences following the voice in his head.

He didn't know what he was reading, the important thing was not to miss the voice in his head.

Eventually, the matter became so serious that it even woke up their beloved □□.

At daybreak, □□, wearing a coat, looked at the thick stack of papers in his hand and asked, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"You just went to bed, I really can't bear to disturb you?"

"Go call that young comrade over. This is quite mysterious. I want to know what's going on."

"Can……."

"Why are you hesitating? Go, go and call the young comrade over."

"If it really is a ghost."

"There's no such thing as a ghost. Even if there is a ghost, it's a good one. It reported the military operations of the Dwarf Country, how could it be a bad one?" □□ patted the information in his hand nonchalantly. "Besides, it's more like a new high-tech invention than a ghost. Think about how many of us didn't hear it, but this little comrade heard it. It must be something special. No matter what it is, a cat that catches mice is a good cat, whether black or white. If it can transmit information, it's a good thing."

"We need to understand it, know it, and know it. It's such a wonderful thing. Go and call that young comrade over, and let's study it carefully. Only then will it be useful to us."

"yes."

"Perhaps it was something the enemy invented? A method of transmitting information."

In the northern city, there was a teacher from the old times named Dai Chunfeng. He had just cut off his braids and was half bald. He was trembling like a candle in the wind and snow, trying to make a living in this unstable world.

He was awakened from his dream in the middle of the night, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy. The voice rang in his mind three times before the ghost left his head.

I was scared half to death, and had a high fever and almost couldn't wake up. People are old, and their thoughts are old. Even old things will try their best to think of ways to survive. War is coming.

Watching Wang Yuqing leave the garden with a sense of relief, Rong Zhou's face was not relaxed, because he knew what kind of tragedy would happen in the future history. The future can be changed, but history cannot be changed.

He even felt a little regretful for his impulsiveness just now...

"Damn, are you still capable of this? You're so indecisive and your mind is so twisted and bizarre, it's useless. You've just made a prison of your own and can't move. If it weren't for my lack of energy, I would have sent someone to find you."

'Shut up. '

"I can shut up, but can you shut up? I'm so tired of thinking in sync."

'……'

"It's such a trivial matter, yet you're so obsessed with it. You've already said that history cannot be changed. Go ahead and stir up trouble. Only by truly stirring up trouble can you prove whether history can be changed. You haven't been so obsessed with it before. I suspect you've become ill from living in a mass grave and consuming the stench of corpses."

Rong Zhou was indeed absorbing a large amount of free energy from the surroundings, the energy generated by various emotions, and the yin energy that lingered in the cemetery all year round. He was not looking for his two children who were scattered in other dimensions, which consumed a lot of his energy.

"How about you split off another one, and the three of us can play Landlord."

"Having you is already a blessing for me. I can't handle more blessings. When will you come back?"

"Haha, should I go back to jail with you? I'll go back when you find the location of the stone."

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