Chapter 150 Past and Future
Principal Dou and Yan Shaowen drove the car, and they took another car. The thirteen people set off for Wenshan Club.
On the way, the phone kept buzzing and vibrating.
New Year's Eve is very lively both in real life and online. Even at this time, news is still popping up.
Outside the car window, scattered pedestrians were passing by, and from time to time, another self could be seen popping out of someone's body, scaring him and the passers-by around him to scream.
Everyone remained silent.
It's not that they haven't thought about the huge price they have to pay to stop everything, but when it comes to this moment, their hearts are hanging high again - can they really do it? What if all this ends up in ruin? Will they become sinners?
Jiang Shuyue said in the group: "I have merged with another me, so deduct 1."
A row of “1”s appeared in the group.
Lu Chongnian received a message from Qu Ge, who had just merged with another self, and asked them what the current situation was.
According to statistics, except for Mu Yu, Lu Chongnian, and Mu Chenxing who should still be on the way, the rest of the old players should have completed the integration.
After more than half an hour of chaos, three cars stopped in front of Wenshan Club.
The taxi driver absentmindedly turned around and went down the mountain. Thirteen people stood on the open space halfway up the mountain. Su Mingyun suddenly pointed at the night sky and shouted, "Look over there, is the Devil's Moon coming out?!"
Everyone looked up.
The night sky is very dark.
But in the pitch-black night, there seemed to be a darker crescent moon.
Its presence became apparent as dark grey clouds drifted towards it - with parts of the cloud bypassing it.
"Is it a real object?" Fu Xiaoju tried to open his eyes wide to see, "Could that thing also be a monster generator? Should we find a way to go up and take it down and destroy it?"
Jiang Shuyue sweatdropped: "It's at cloud level, it will take fighter jets to do it."
"I don't think it's a real thing. It seems that part of the cloud has been sucked into it," Mu Yu looked at it carefully for a while, "Can you take a closer look?"
Everyone observed it carefully again and found that Mu Yu was right - this thing was not a real object at all, but looked like a black hole!
But if it really is a black hole, then the Earth will no longer exist.
It is more like a hole, a passage, where does it lead to?
Everyone got goosebumps.
Yan Shaowen checked the surveillance footage in the clubhouse on his phone and said, "There are suddenly more 'shooting stars' in there."
"Let's go in and take a look first." Mu Yu took the lead and walked forward.
The security team had already evacuated here.
It was nearly one in the morning, and there were only thirteen of them on this lonely mountain.
The door was pushed open, and thousands of rays of light flashed across their field of vision, densely packed and chaotically intertwined, forming a gorgeous and strange picture.
However, no one was in the mood to appreciate it.
Yan Shaowen walked in first, turned on the lights in the hall, and then walked towards the main control room.
Yu Ning and Jiang Shuyue went with him.
The others dispersed, checking the building for who knows how many times.
…
Mu Yu, Lu Chongnian and Mu Chenxi went straight to the third floor.
When we got here, the lights on this floor were on. Yan Shaowen should have got the entire club's system up and running.
A straight corridor led to the end, and they walked all the way to the terrace while paying attention to both sides.
Looking out, there are dark mountains and a black crescent moon lying across the dark gray clouds.
Mu Yu put his hands on the railing, was silent for a while, and asked softly: "Lu Chongnian, you still don't remember anything that happened here?"
Lu Zhongnian was startled: "Not yet."
Then, his expression became focused: "Do you remember?"
Mu Yu gave him a complicated look.
"——Chenxing just sent a message saying that she has merged with another self." Mu Chenxi's voice came from behind, interrupting their conversation.
The next second, the wind here suddenly became turbulent.
Mu Yu and Lu Chongnian turned their heads sensitively, only to see Mu Chenxi stopped in the middle of the corridor, squinting at the meteors flying around in the air - the speed of these meteors was increasing, and their trajectories were becoming more and more chaotic, like bullets flying around on a battlefield, making people instinctively want to dodge.
A scream came from downstairs: "Ming Yun!"
Mu Yu and Lu Zhongnian paused, then ran back immediately!
Mu Yu lagged behind Lu Chongnian and Mu Chenxi by a few steps. When he passed the corner leading to the bathroom, he felt a force pulling him aside!
His pupils constricted, and before he could utter a word, his body was trapped by two walls pressing in from the front and back, and his chest felt stuffy!
Immediately afterwards, Lu Chongnian in front was also trapped in the middle of the suddenly protruding corridor wall!
A strange vortex appeared in the center of the field of vision, quickly sucking everything in.
The picture in Mu Yu's eyes became distorted, and people and objects were all broken down into simple colors and lines——
*
The same thing was happening in every corner of the club, with exclamations coming one after another.
Those who were not attacked by the wall - or the distorted space - looked at their unable to move friends in panic and at a loss, while for those who were attacked, their world became very mysterious at this moment.
Su Mingyun was attacked in the corridor on the second floor.
At first she was very frightened, but when the vortex in the middle of her vision gradually subsided and disappeared, and the colors and lines re-formed the picture, she saw an incredible scene.
She was behind a tree, her body still trapped by the invisible wall, unable to move.
Diagonally in front of me was an empty path late at night. The street lamps cast a patch of light, and a girl walked out from the deep darkness, staggering.
That's herself.
Su Mingyun's pupils were trembling in her wide-open eyes. Her mind was blank and she had no idea what was happening. However, she was very familiar with this path. It was the road in front of their dormitory building.
The girl who was walking towards her was humming a song, but she couldn't make out the tune. Judging from her staggering steps, she was obviously very drunk.
Why?
What are you doing now?
Is that person really her?
She did like drinking, but she didn't usually drink like that at school... ah, except for that time.
In an instant, Su Mingyun's eyes opened wider.
Wait… isn’t this what happened that night?
...Yes, yes! Something very strange did happen that night, but after getting drunk, she thought it was just a dream!
It was the Saturday night after the first instance was completed.
Although he appeared very optimistic in front of his roommates and in the group with a few friends, Su Mingyun had been tossing and turning in recent days and had not slept well for several days.
Afraid that there would really be a second copy, and afraid that she should be looking forward to tomorrow, she finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore and went to a convenience store alone to get drunk, hoping to make herself forget everything and have a good sleep.
Then, just as she was about to return to the dormitory building...
Su Mingyun's heartbeat suddenly quickened at this moment.
She understood.
The time and space in the Wenshan Club were seriously distorted, and the place she had just passed by probably formed a "vortex".
The distorted space trapped her, and the distorted time teleported her to a certain point in the past.
As the drunk and clueless girl in front of her got closer and closer, Su Mingyun could clearly feel an invisible pressure building up between them.
A strong intuition told her——
The "past" is accompanying the drunk girl, getting closer to the "present" step by step.
Once this unreasonable intersection really happens, the "past" will probably be annihilated together with the "present".
She wanted to stop her from going any further.
What she has to do is...
Su Mingyun raised his arms with difficulty.
The invisible wall pressed down on her and caused her whole body to ache, but fortunately her arms were still free.
She opened WeChat, found her smurf account, and typed the strange message she remembered receiving that night into the chat box: "Turn around!"
On the path ahead, the drunk girl probably felt the vibration of her phone and picked it up in a daze.
Then he stopped in the middle of the road in a daze.
Su Mingyun didn't know why, but tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.
She sniffed and continued typing: "I'm a ghost. If you don't want to die, turn around and get out of here!"
The drunk girl was frightened and turned around in panic and ran away - she could go around to the back door of the dormitory building from another direction and enter from there.
Su Mingyun found it absurd and funny at the same time.
She thought about it and added the last words the "ghost" said in her memory.
"Also, escaping cannot change reality. The copy will still come!"
"If you don't want to worry about whether there will be a dungeon every time you go to a place in the future, be brave and face it and find a way to solve it!"
As the "past" gradually faded away, the invisible pressure in the air slowly disappeared.
Everything in sight is simplified into colors and lines again, and then reorganized again.
Su Mingyun withdrew the messages she had sent one by one, and turned this WeChat page back to the way she remembered it...
She vaguely remembered that when she woke up the next day, she stared at the chat page, wondering for a long time whether she had really encountered a supernatural event or had drunk too much.
But because the "ghost" never appeared again, she gradually attributed the incident to "drunken fantasy" and put it out of her mind.
…
The corridor of Wenshan Club appeared in her sight again, and Jing Qiao looked at her in panic.
The walls on both sides suddenly gave way and Su Mingyun fell to the ground.
"Mingyun!" Jing Qiao ran over to help her, "Just now you—"
"I just encountered something incredible!" Su Mingyun raised his head excitedly, then his expression changed and he pointed to the sky in surprise, "Ah, the meteor is condensing!"
Jing Qiao raised his head and followed her gaze.
An entire floor of meteors were converging in the middle of the corridor, forming a beam of light.
*
In the middle of the stairs leading from the second floor to the third floor, Principal Dou was squeezed by the wall and could not move.
When his vision reorganized, he found himself in a corridor - a familiar corridor, the corridor of his childhood.
The home he lived in when he was six years old.
He was at the corner of the corridor, squeezed by the invisible wall and unable to move.
In front of me, he was wearing a tailor-made suit, walking silently with his head lowered.
Principal Dou understood everything in an instant.
I see.
So this is what happened when I was six years old.
He smiled, opened his mouth, and uttered: "Are you going to the birthday party?"
The man in front of him was startled, raised his head suddenly, stopped, and asked in confusion with a hint of vigilance: "Who is there?"
"Don't worry about who I am," Principal Dou said in a gentle voice, "Dou Yunsheng, do you want to go downstairs to attend the banquet?"
"…What if I don't want to go?" The little boy had a blank expression on his face. "And why don't you want to go?"
"If you don't want to, then you don't want to. Why do you need to look for a 'why'? Then, why do you have to listen to your parents and follow the path they have arranged? Why are you destined to do something when you are born? Why can't you have the final say in your life?"
The little boy's expression froze.
"You should know that as long as you turn around here and walk to the end of the corridor, you can climb downstairs from the window there - you have done this countless times. Then, you can leave here."
"Of course, every choice has a price."
"You know what your price will be, so the question is, do you dare to accept that price?"
The little boy was silent.
He could run to his uncle who had escaped from family disputes and immersed himself in the academic world.
You will just lose your life of luxury and everything you have.
The little boy raised his head, his tone full of confusion: "I might regret it."
"Yes," Principal Dou smiled, "To be precise, no matter which choice you make, you may regret it."
Life is a gamble.
The little boy was stunned.
His eyes changed, as if he suddenly understood something.
"Who are you?" This time, he tilted his head and asked, "Can I come over and see you?"
"No."
"In the future, you will know what this is all about."
"But now, turn around and go."
The little boy looked itchy.
Principal Dou knew very well that he was curious about everything in this world, and this mysterious man at this moment would certainly arouse his strong interest.
But he also understood from a young age that if humans want to challenge the rules, they must first abide by and understand the rules.
So, the little boy finally turned around and walked away obediently, looking back every step he took.
Until he reached the end and climbed up to the window, the boy shouted, "Hey, I'm leaving now!"
Principal Dou wanted to raise his hand and wave goodbye, but found that he couldn't even do that, and couldn't help feeling helpless.
As he recalled, the six-year-old boy didn’t get a response and felt a little disappointed. He wanted to run over again to check, but he was afraid that his parents would come up soon.
So he hesitated for a while, but finally went downstairs skillfully and left.
After that, his life turned upside down.
No longer the young master of the Dou family, no longer surrounded by flattering smiles.
But it seems like I feel freer, and the road ahead is clearer.
Dou Yunsheng closed his eyes.
Life is a gamble.
It was also an adventure.
*
When Yu Ning followed Yan Shaowen and Jiang Shuyue out of the main control room, he was also squeezed by the wall that suddenly hit him and couldn't move.
When the lines and colors reorganized the picture in his field of vision, he was surprised to find himself in a very familiar place.
——It’s the baby carriage at the end of the copy in the Life Science Museum.
A huge fake baby was lying in the car. He was stuck in the folds of the baby's clothes. In front of him was the round, bulging baby's chest, like a small hill with a needle rolling down from the hill.
Yu Ning shuddered.
It's the needle.
Congenital diseases are eliminated by tablets.
…So that’s how it is…
What happened that day turned out to be like this...
At this moment, he could not hear any sound, but in his memory, the him who was in the copy that day was lying on the other side of the hill, looking at the needle that was gradually moving away and disappearing, unable to move or make a sound.
then……
Yu Ning stretched out his hand tremblingly, grasped the needle tightly, and raised his arm.
Throw it out with force!
——At that time, the needle flew back to him.
Yu Ning was panting.
The silver needle drew an arc in the air and disappeared at the other end of the hill. For some reason, a complicated feeling suddenly surged in his chest.
I vaguely remember that day I looked at the needle flying back in amazement, and struggled to prop my body up, trying to crawl over to see who was there.
His intuition told him that it wasn't any of his friends.
Because when he fell, he saw them scattered everywhere, with their limbs twisted and their appearance tragic.
So, who's there?
Who helped him?
…
Yu Ning raised his hand, with the back of his hand facing outward, and waved it gently.
As he remembered, he was stunned when he saw the hand reaching out from behind the hill that day.
When he was a child, his grandmother also liked to do this to him.
Whenever he wanted to do something but hesitated because of his ear problem, his grandmother would wave at him like this.
“Just do it, don’t be afraid.”
At that time, Yu Ning was choked.
Is it grandma's hand? But it doesn't look like grandma's hand, whose hand is it?
…
At this moment, Yu Ning closed his eyes and smiled softly.
It turned out to be him.
Now, he is himself.
*
Hong Yang found himself in a very narrow place.
He was stuck in the pile of clothes, with neatly folded clothes under his buttocks and all the clothes hanging on the horizontal bar above his head.
His lower body was unable to move. Just now, the damn chair suddenly flew over when he was checking the corner, pressing him so hard that he couldn't move at all. And now, he still couldn't change this posture.
Hong Yang pushed aside the corner of his clothes that was blocking his eyes and touched the wooden boards on both sides - wait, this seems to be a wardrobe, right? These clothes seem a little familiar...
He was feeling doubtful and uncertain when he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening outside.
Someone came in, still talking angrily.
"Why don't you let me go on the school spring outing? Everyone else is going!"
"...Hey, don't be angry, come on, let's start the class."
“I don’t want to learn!”
"Yangyang, be obedient. If you do this, mom and dad will be angry again."
Hong Yang was shocked.
Why does the voice of that child outside sound so familiar? Isn’t this his voice when he was a child?
He also remembered the voice of the person he was talking to...it seemed like the female tutor he had in the first grade of elementary school?
Was he sent back to the past by the turbulence of time and space?
"They'll be angry all the time, they'll be angry, but no one cares if I'm angry or not!" The little boy walked towards me, "You don't care about me!"
A sudden pressure appeared in the air, and Hong Yang instinctively felt the danger.
He decisively pushed the door of the closet - it only opened a crack, and then the moment he let go, the door automatically closed again with a slight sound.
Suddenly, it was quiet outside.
"...Did you hear it just now?" Xiao Hongyang asked in a low voice.
After a while, the tutor said in a trembling voice: "It might be the wind."
“…Will there be wind in the closet?”
Hong Yang pushed again - this time the gap he opened was even wider, and the door slammed shut with a heavy "bang", scaring him and his tutor outside so much that they screamed and ran out the door!
The images in his field of vision began to separate and reorganize. Hong Yang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had resolved a crisis.
but……
He suddenly thought of something and reached into his pocket, where he felt a piece of paper and a pen.
This is the habit of all of them entering and exiting the dungeon now.
He remembered that such an incident happened when he was in the first grade of elementary school.
He quarreled with his parents about the spring outing, and after returning to the bedroom with his tutor, the closet was suddenly haunted.
He ran out crying to find people, but both his parents and aunt thought he was fooling around, until the tutor said with a pale face that it was serious, then everyone picked up brooms and sticks and returned to his bedroom trembling with fear.
His father carefully opened the closet.
However, there was no one in the closet, only a note that read...
Hong Yang suddenly became excited and quickly wrote on the paper -
"Don't cry, your good days are still ahead! You will have two best friends in the future, one is Mu Yu and the other is Ye Sui. No matter what you want to do or where you want to go, they will accompany you unconditionally, so your task now is to study hard and get into Xinlian No. 1 Middle School, okay? Otherwise, you will cry!"
He threw down the note and disappeared into the closet.
…
When Hong Yang was attacked by the chair, Ye Sui was also attacked by the wall.
He found himself back home—home in the city center.
An old residential building with mottled walls.
He was at the corner of the stairs, his body unable to move, only his hands could move, while another him was walking up from the bottom of the stairs with his head down, carrying his schoolbag.
The sense of crisis made Ye Sui swing his arms without thinking.
He wanted to stop him from getting closer, but accidentally knocked the glasses off his face.
With a snap, the glasses fell to the ground and were stepped on by him, unfortunately breaking into pieces.
There was a suffocating silence in the air.
Carrying a school bag and wearing a school uniform, he was obviously in high school. He raised his head slowly, and his severely myopic eyes could hardly focus on him.
"…What are you doing?"
Ye Sui was a little stiff... He suddenly remembered that there was no evening self-study class at the beginning of the first year of high school, and something like this seemed to have happened after school one day.
When he was almost home, his glasses were knocked off by a strange man who suddenly appeared at the corner of the stairs.
That person's voice was very rough and deep...
…………Ye Sui deliberately lowered his voice: "Ahem, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
"..." The high school boy took a deep breath, bent down to pick up his glasses, and then paused, "...What do you want to do?"
Why are you standing here without moving?
Ye Sui really wanted to cover his forehead.
He wanted to move, but...
etc.
He suddenly focused.
This day seems to be...
"Why did you go home?" he asked suddenly.
The high school student seemed to not want to pay attention to him, so he raised his foot and wanted to continue walking up.
"Don't come over here!" he stopped her. "If you come over here again, we will all die!"
The high school boy paused: "...you."
I still remember that day he really wanted to ask me if I was sick.
But because I felt like I was cursing, I didn’t choose to say that in the end, but said—
"My home is upstairs. I want to go up..."
"I know," Ye Sui also knew that he was being weird at the moment, but reality forced him to do so. "I also know that you were just invited by two classmates to go to a nearby store. One of them is called Mu Yu and the other is called Hong Yang. Why did you refuse?"
The high school boy suddenly took a step back and asked in a vigilant tone: "How did you know?"
"Don't worry about how I know, because you won't know, and you won't have the chance to see what I look like clearly. But one day in the future, you will know."
"If you continue like this I will call the police."
"Are you not used to it? You are used to being alone, and everyone rejects you, so when someone wants to be friends with you, you don't think it's real?" Ye Sui continued to talk to himself, "But have you ever thought that maybe they really can become good friends?"
He was silent in high school.
"They have the same interests and hobbies as you, the same topics as you. They won't be disgusted by your long hair, nor will they think you're a weirdo. They will admire you very much. Now, you'd better turn around and go downstairs, call them and tell them that you're coming over."
"...How can there be someone like you?" he asked in disbelief as a high school student.
Ye Sui asked back: "Are you really reluctant?"
“…”
"You are not reluctant," he stated calmly, "You just need to be mentally prepared to take this step."
…
I vaguely remember that it was a very magical afternoon.
A turning point afternoon.
Later, he asked his parents whether they had such a neighbor upstairs or downstairs.
The answer was "nothing".
He had wandered around the building many times, and if the neighbors had not been familiar with him, they might have really thought he was a weirdo - but he never met the man with the rough voice again.
Unexpectedly, the answer turned out to be this.
Ye Sui smiled.
At this moment, the man in front of him opened his mouth and whispered: "You broke my glasses..."
"You can just go get a new pair of glasses," Ye Sui coughed again, "Don't you have an uncle who works in a glasses store? Let Hong Yang and Mu Yu wait for you."
“…………” The high school boy stood there for a long time and then turned around.
However, before turning around, she glanced at him one last time and said, "Uncle, I really want to call the police."
Ye Sui: “…”
Why.
What was he thinking when he called someone "uncle"?
…
…
Lu Chongnian returned to the villa where he lived in his childhood.
Screams and sounds of beating came from upstairs. He was fixed in the corner of the living room by an invisible wall. He could see a thin figure in front of him in the kitchen, taking out a shiny knife from the cupboard and holding it with both hands.
Lu Chongnian stared at the figure.
When the other person walked out of the kitchen with determination, he picked up an orange on the coffee table and threw it over.
The orange hit the boy's back, and he was startled and turned around.
However, Lu Zhongnian was in the shadows, and the boy's sight did not immediately find him.
Upstairs, the woman screamed even more miserably.
The young man's attention was drawn, his eyebrows lowered, and his expression became gloomy.
He walked towards the stairs.
Lu Zhongnian bent down with difficulty, picked up a notebook and a pen from the coffee table beside him, opened it, scribbled a sentence, tore off the paper, crumpled it into a ball and threw it out.
The boy was hit again and stopped again. He looked around suspiciously, bent down, picked up the paper ball from the ground and unfolded it.
Lu Chongnian looked at the scene calmly, and clearly remembered what he saw on this mysterious ball of paper that year.
[Are you sure you can control the knife in your hand? ]
The boy turned around and looked in his direction.
Lu Zhongnian threw out another ball of paper, hitting the other person on the forehead.
【Don't look over here, look back. 】
Paper balls flew out one after another.
[Is it worth it to ruin my life for him? 】
[Put down the knife. There is a chair in the attic. Use it.]
The boy looked down at the paper, pinching it tightly with both hands and pursing his lips.
It was clearly written in those gloomy eyes that using a chair was not enough to vent his anger.
[If you are consumed by anger, what is the difference between you and him? ]
The boy froze.
Lu Zhongnian lowered his head, picked up the pen and wrote on the paper:
[Think about it, when you meet a very good person in the future and you hope that you can be as good as him, will you regret being led by anger today? 】
The boy didn't move for a long time.
He didn't understand and couldn't imagine.
This is of course, because when you are young, it is always difficult to imagine the future and you will feel that it is something so far away that it will never happen.
However, for the young Lu Chongnian, he really wanted to know what the future of this family would be like.
Today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, every day is difficult.
How far can they go?
And where are the so-called good people waiting?
In this empty, chaotic house, at the staircase that determined everything, the little boy experienced half a minute of chaos and struggle.
He loosened his grip and the knife fell to the ground.
He stared straight ahead, muttering to himself, "Will I regret this?"
"You will regret it later," Lu Zhongnian said calmly, "but you won't regret it in the future."
"Who are you?"
"Maybe it's you."
"——But don't look over here, and don't come looking for me. Now, take your own path, and one day, you will be where I am now."
The boy clenched his fists.
His thin legs tensed, he rushed up the stairs.
…
Mu Yu discovered that after his vision was reorganized, he was still in the Wenshan Club, still on the corridor on the third floor.
The difference is that Lu Chongnian and his brother who were originally in front of him disappeared, and instead, another him walked over.
He looked pale and kept looking back, as if he was wary of something.
As the distance between the two gradually shortened, Mu Yu felt a sense of pressure.
He realized that if that guy came over again, they would probably end up disappearing here together.
Stop that guy!
However, he was suppressed by the wall and could not make any sound - he could not even move his tongue!
As he was struggling hard, the memory in his mind was suddenly awakened.
Mu Yu suddenly recalled himself that day and his body suddenly relaxed.
At the same time, the man who was approaching in front stopped.
…
The corridor was quiet.
In the early morning, light shone in from the terrace at the end, only illuminating the middle of the corridor, with the edge forming an arc, cutting out the two worlds of light and darkness.
And he stopped at the edge of light, in the dark world.
During this minute of silence, the him in the past lowered his head in thought, while the him in the present silently looked at that him.
At that time, he remembered every thought that flashed through his mind every minute and every second.
There was one thing my brother guessed wrong.
The formation of the two worlds was not intentional on the part of the guardian.
That's their choice.
It was his choice in the past.
This was also the choice made by Lu Chongnian in the past.
…
A short yet long minute ended, and he in the past raised his head.
He looked in the direction of 305 with a complicated expression, turned around and took a step forward.
Away from the present, away from the light, into deeper darkness.
…
The picture rotates, twists, and then expands.
The wall let go of him, and his body fell suddenly, but was caught in time by two pairs of hands that reached out to him.
Mu Yu opened his lips and murmured, "Are the past and the future predetermined?"
It seemed as if they were destined to come here and reach this point.
So what about from now on?
If everything is destined, then what kind of ending will they have?
There were sounds of chaotic footsteps approaching from the front.
Mu Yu, Mu Chenxi and Lu Zhongnian looked up together and saw that everyone had come up.
As they pushed past one by one, the turbulence of time and space seemed to be gradually cleared, and all the meteors gathered together to form a beam of light in the middle of the building that penetrated three floors.
The top of the light was right in the middle of the corridor on this floor, forming a dazzling circular light spot with a diameter of three meters on the ground.
Mu Yu and his group were on this side of the giant light spot, and the rest were on the other side.
Jiang Shuyue was shocked: "What is this... It's like a time tunnel."
After saying this, he fell silent.
Could it really be a time tunnel?
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