"Is Daddy okay?"
"He's... fine."
"Does he still play chess every day? He is a terrible chess player who only regrets his moves and cheats. I guess he is still the same now."
"right."
"Was he sad after I left?"
"Sometimes I look at your pictures, from when you were a baby until you were in school."
Su Mingan chatted with Zhao Mingming for a while.
Until Su Mingan looked at the time:
"It's getting late. I should go now, Zhao Mingming."
"Yeah." The girl wiped her bloody tears and watched him go.
She stood alone in the moonlight from the slanted window, her red skirt fluttering, her lively appearance seemed to be from another world. Su Mingan took a few steps and suddenly turned back: "Will you leave here?"
Zhao Mingming showed her white teeth: "I will wait for you here. When you are done, you must come back."
Su Mingan nodded and left.
As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he bumped into an acquaintance. In the colorful moonlight, the shadows of the trees were dense, and a blond young man stood in front of a portrait, his emerald eyes looking at the portrait quietly.
"... Liu Jin?" Hui Bi tilted her head and smiled: "Finally found you. My role is a laboratory researcher. Do you want to come to my laboratory and take a look?"
Su Mingan glanced at Huibi's feet. The shadow was normal, so it should be her: "Okay."
What Su Mingan didn't see was that when he stepped out of the teaching building, the portrait that Hui Bi had just stared at fell down, revealing a line of small words behind it:
…
[Rule 22. If someone claiming to be a researcher invites you into the lab, don’t agree! Don’t agree! Don’t agree!]
…
Arriving at the laboratory, Hui Bi opened the door with a magnetic card, put on a white coat and a mask, and even carefully disinfected the doll in her hand. Su Mingan looked at this series of very professional actions and asked, "Do I need to do this?"
Hui Bi smiled gently: "No need."
His smile seemed to say that only researchers needed to do this, not the experimental subjects.
There were many glass jars and many precision instruments in the room that Su Ming'an could not recognize, but Hui Bi was checking them skillfully. Thinking of Hui Bi's identity as a doctoral supervisor, Su Ming'an suddenly smiled with relief.
"You sit here and rest. I'll go find some food and be back soon." Hui Bi walked to an experimental bed and motioned Su Ming'an to sit down.
Combined with the tragic ending of "Hui Bi peeled off Su Ming'an's skin" spoiled by the Supreme Lord, Su Ming'an could see Hui Bi's Sima Zhao's intentions at a glance. But Su Ming'an smiled kindly and pointed to the seat next to him: "There is a seat over there, shouldn't I sit over there?"
Hui Bi shook her head: "The seats over there haven't been cleaned for a long time. I just wiped the lab bed, it's very clean."
A poor excuse, fit only for fooling simple jellyfish.
Su Mingan seemed not to have heard it and sat down on the experimental bed.
Hui Bi left with satisfaction. Before leaving, she told Su Ming'an not to run around or wander around, and that he would be back with food soon. Her tone was like that of the wolf grandmother coaxing the simple jellyfish.
"Simple Jellyfish" also smiled kindly.
As soon as Huibi left, Su Mingan stood up and ran around the room, touching this, dismantling that, and turning everything upside down.
Through the magical skill of "Clue Insight (Purple Level)", Su Mingan found an archive room and actually found something important. As soon as he got it, he knew it was a super big deal.
——The owner of the file bag was written as “Sique”.
He opened the bag. Most of the papers were torn and the words inside were blurred due to age. Only some of them were readable.
…
【Record the time.】
[Another failure. The "narrative pen" is ultimately no match for the true authority of God. Even if it records a story with a tight molecular chain, it cannot withstand the imprint of the only true anchor point of time and space.]
[It turns out that it is so difficult to go back to the distorted time. 】
【……】
【Record the time.】
[Failed. However, this time, the "narrative pen" achieved a historic breakthrough, going back about 0.1 microseconds. Even though it is insignificant, it at least shows that our experimental direction is correct.]
【……】
【Record the time.】
[Inspired by the "single electron double slit experiment" and the "Schrödinger's cat" theory, Ran Bo proposed that if one wants to match the true authority of God - time travel, the current "narrative pen" is far from enough. ]
[Perhaps one day, it can become an alternative time authority. However, the way to trigger it is not active, but passive.]
…
【Record the time.】
【Based on the notes left by Qiao, an idea suddenly came to my mind. 】
[——As a dead object, the mechanism of the "narrative pen" is rigid and passive. But what if the "narrative mirror" is combined with a person? From then on, time can be controlled, corrected, and retraced by people.]
[As for the candidate, it needs to be someone with a strong will. No matter what kind of shifts in the tide of time or what kind of possible branches he encounters, this person must remain forever steadfast to prevent himself from losing himself in the torrent of time and becoming a shell of desire. ]
…
【Record the time.】
[Today, I came across a notebook from the early First Era.]
[It turns out that Luowasha was not a complete planet, but half a planet. As for the reason, people of that era did not know.]
[Of course, half a planet can't live long. After wandering in the universe for a long time, Luo Vasha found another complete habitable planet and decided to move to the new planet collectively. ]
【And the World Tree is on that complete planet. 】
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