Chapter 112 The Second Day
The picture remains fixed for a long time.
The third perspective seemed to stay at that angle forever, overlooking everything in the room, and could also glimpse the child's peaceful sleeping face from under the partially rolled-up bed curtains.
He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly with his breathing, a light blush spread across his chubby face, and his milky white skin made him look tender and healthy.
He was probably about seven or eight years old, grown up but not too much. No matter what his inner personality was, at least his appearance at the moment was still harmless and everyone would be happy to see him.
He and the grayish corpse lying here not long ago were two extremes of life. He was still full of energy. When the hand put him down, it gently scratched his cheek with its nails, inexplicably filled with some indescribable tenderness and nostalgia.
Unlike the corpse, which was carried away like a broken doll that was being manipulated at will, the hand treated it like a worthless piece of trash.
The preciousness of life and the worthlessness of a dead body were vividly demonstrated at this moment.
Song Ziyi sat on the recliner and subconsciously stuffed a melon seed into his mouth. He didn't react until he tasted the saltiness. He chewed it and swallowed it, then put the thing away.
When he lay down again, his movements were somewhat stiff, as if he was as stiff as a cold corpse, and he didn't know where to put his hands.
The first perspective is still that blank and ignorant black.
But the copy is not over, it is still ongoing.
So Lin Han is not dead.
He simply emerged from a fragile body and moved into a new one.
But it is undeniable that Song Ziyi watched Lin Han die in front of him.
He suddenly understood the meaning of the name of this copy [One Day].
When the first-person perspective fell into darkness, the "day" belonging to the previous Lin Han came to an end, but the day of the little Lin Han lying in front of him had not yet begun.
Is this an A-level copy?
It was completely different from what they had experienced, and also different from the previous copy that Lin Han had experienced and watched from beginning to end.
At that time, Lin Han could still make some judgments about the copy situation based on his own understanding, but here he could do nothing.
He simply sat up and took a breath before dying.
[One Day] The copy gave Lin Han a warning, allowing him to regain consciousness in a terminally ill body, and then deprived the body of its last chance of life in just a few minutes.
No one can easily accept their own death, especially when they feel the passing of their life so clearly.
Song Ziyi looked at the barrage of comments that had gradually gone from sparse to frantic refreshing again because the live broadcast screen had not changed for a long time, and saw that those people were as shocked as he was.
Everything happened so fast that the audience had almost no time to prepare. The person who was still breathing in the last second became a corpse before their eyes.
If the live broadcast had not continued, they would almost think that this copy had been declared a failure.
Some people gloated, some questioned, and some felt pity, but Song Ziyi just looked at Lin Han lying on the bed. No matter how many people asked him or how many gifts were flying around, he had no intention of expressing any opinion.
He felt that this Lin Han seemed to have grown up a little more than at the beginning.
It didn't seem like his illusion.
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Lin Han took a deep breath and sat up suddenly in bed.
He looked around and finally looked down at his hands in a daze.
Everything seems to be the same as before, yet it seems that nothing is different.
The color changed.
Originally, the base color of the quilt he covered himself with was pink, but now it has turned light yellow. Although the branches are still green, Lin Han still noticed the difference in their patterns.
The bed curtains were changed, as were the floor mats outside. The stool seemed to have been moved as well. The blanket was still there, but it was placed neatly on the stool, with not a single corner hanging on the ground.
The floor was still white, the only color Lin Han could confirm was the same as before.
He looked at his fingers. The skin was delicate and wrinkle-free, with bright red pink showing through the white, and the blue veins underneath were invisible.
He seemed to be much smaller than before, with shorter fingers and smaller joints. He was no longer the skinny guy he remembered.
Lin Han touched her cheek. It was warm and soft to the touch. A slight touch could make a dent, but her fingertips could not feel any flaws.
For a moment, he felt as if he had become a child like Jiang Xuchen.
He looked at his fingers again, then lifted the quilt to look at his legs and feet.
He seemed to have actually shrunk.
He also confirmed one thing: he is healthier now than when he died.
Lin Han realized that he had already "died" once.
As his consciousness fell into darkness, the pain and emptiness left by that body still lingered in his mind, but as time passed, it seemed like only a moment had passed before he regained consciousness.
Although he couldn't open his eyes, Lin Han realized that he had been pulled out of the cold vortex and was placed in a warm and comfortable environment. The familiar sweet fragrance accompanied him, and he didn't have a headache or feel tired.
He felt healthy and full of strength.
He could hear his own steady breathing, rising and falling in a regular rhythm.
He could still hear his own heartbeat.
It was also at this time that he gradually recalled everything he had experienced before - he just sat up, and this action consumed all his energy and cost him his life.
He also realized that there might never have been a moment of darkness in this room. What he thought was darkness was just him gradually losing control of his body. He was about to die, so he gradually became unable to see anything.
Then he had time to think about what Alfred had said and get a clear answer.
What Alfred said was not referring to the [Haunted House]. The simplest copy he was talking about was the [Factory].
It was indeed an A-level copy, but it was also the simplest A-level copy carefully selected for him by Jiang Xuchen.
So Alfred was reminding Lin Han that all other A-level copies, no matter which one, were more difficult than the [Factory] copy he had already experienced.
He has to be careful in dealing with it.
He had a hard time moving in the [Factory], and it would be even more difficult for him to move in a copy that was even more difficult than the [Factory].
This is indeed the case.
Lin Han died less than ten minutes after entering the [One Day] copy.
This is the second time he has opened his eyes, and this is also the second "day" he has experienced.
Lin Han wasn't sure if he really wouldn't die, nor was he sure if he would experience a third, fourth... countless new "days", but he knew that he needed to cherish every minute and every step of exploring this copy in order to prepare for the "standing out" that was still unknown.
The only thing I can be thankful for is that my body is much stronger this time than last time.
Lin Han successfully sat up and moved his feet to the edge of the bed. It was not an exaggeration to describe his body at the moment as "strong". The last time he just sat up, he had used up all his strength. Now, he could obviously sit up easily and even walk around.
This is already a great improvement.
Of course, Lin Han did not completely rely on this system-refreshed body. From the moment he sat up, Lin Han never stopped healing his body.
I have to admit that Su Fu's ability is quite useful and versatile. Since Lin Han mastered it, it has come in handy in every copy.
Lin Han was not injured at the moment, but this healing ability seemed to be able to repair his body from the root, so that he would not suddenly feel weak while walking.
This was the first time Lin Han checked his room.
The bedroom has a square layout, with a bed taking up almost half of the space. There are no doors or windows, and no access to other spaces.
There is a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, which is the only light source in the entire room.
Lin Han saw a table at the other end of the room with these small toys on it, and the mirror that Lin Han saw at a glance.
He walked towards the mirror and saw his younger self in it as he expected.
Lin Han couldn't remember clearly, but the self in the mirror still had some baby fat, and seemed to be about eight or nine years old.
His mother always liked to hug him and kiss his cheeks. His second sister followed suit and always followed behind him. As for his eldest brother, he said that a man should not do such a thing, so he would just reach out and pinch him.
At that time, Song Ziyi was not much better than him. The two children ran back and forth between the two homes and were always caught and pinched.
Lin Han hasn't seen herself like this for a long time.
The child in the mirror was quiet, completely different from Jiang Xuchen's bright and dazzling appearance. He had black hair, black eyelashes, deep black pupils, and a slightly lighter lip color, making him look very well-behaved, like the kind of good child who didn't like to talk and only smiled shyly.
He was wearing the same nightgown as the one I had seen before, white, with only some pleats at the neckline and cuffs. The style was simple, but it would always look cute on a child.
Lin Han lowered his eyes and looked at his own hands again.
His hands seemed to be slightly larger than when he first opened his eyes, but his clothes did not shrink.
The dress grew larger as his body grew.
【one day】.
Here, time flows extremely fast.
It takes a very long time for a person to grow up slowly from childhood to youth and then to old age, but according to his current growth rate, his whole life may be framed in this day.
Lin Han looked around again and indeed did not find any other information.
He dragged a stool and sat in front of the mirror, keeping an eye on himself in the mirror while thinking about how he could deal with the passage of time.
When he first entered the new world, he saw that the three experience cards Ling Yueqing gave him were blank, and they could be copied into any experience card that Lin Han had already used.
Lin Han has only unlocked three experience cards so far.
This kind of prop is almost unlimited. The best time to use it is after Lin Han unlocks more experience cards, and then selects the most cost-effective one through layer-by-layer comparison.
For Lin Han now, using it would be a waste of resources.
He can't use it.
What he needs to do now is to find an opportunity to use up the shaker that is refreshed when entering the new copy. Maybe he can get a new experience card that can be used in this copy.
Yes, Lin Han still hasn't figured out the use of the Flame Teacher Experience Card. At least here... it should be of no use.
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