Ian approached.
The situation was at a stalemate and Su Mingan felt very uneasy.
He rubbed his temples and felt a headache. But out of the corner of his eye he saw Su Wensheng on the right with his mouth raised, as if he was smiling.
…
Sizzle, sizzle.
The narrative anchor shifts again.
Current narrative anchor: [Su Ming'an] → [Su Ming'an 1 (Su Liujin's appearance)] → [Su Ming'an 2 (Su Wensheng's appearance)] → [Su Ming'an 1 (Su Liujin's appearance)] → [Su Ming'an 2 (Su Wensheng's appearance)].
…
Su Mingan touched the earring and couldn't help laughing.
Seeing the calamity that befell the Jellyfish Emperor, he was glad that he had changed his body. Otherwise, he would be the one sitting on pins and needles. However, looking at Su Liujin's appearance, he seemed quite steady, without the arrogant and domineering feeling of an emperor.
At this time, the class bell rang. In order not to violate school rules, Ian had to return to his seat.
The first class is mathematics.
"Da, da, da."
Footsteps were heard, and a white-haired young man walked onto the stage with a book in his arms, expressionless. Above his head, a line of words floated: [No. 3·Lü Yuqing].
...Lü Shu is a mathematics teacher.
Su Mingan couldn't help but wonder, can Lu Shu understand math problems?
As expected, Lu Shu stared at the book in silence for a long time until Su Mingan raised his hand and said, "Teacher, let me explain."
Lu Shu then breathed a sigh of relief and gave the book to Su Mingan.
Su Mingan taught the class like this until the bell rang. He returned the book to Lu Shu and went out. There was no point in staying here to attend the class, so he might as well look for some clues.
"Student Ian." Lu Shu also stopped Ian in time: "Come with me to my office, I will explain a problem to you."
Lu Shu cooperated very well with this move. As a student, Ian couldn't ignore him, otherwise he might violate the school rule of "must respect teachers and education".
At the same time, Su Mingan saw Noel in the corridor.
"Are you a Chinese teacher?" Su Mingan saw the Chinese book in Noel's arms.
"Yeah." Noel said with a smile and a wink. "You want to go out? There might be something good in the auditorium."
The code matched.
Su Mingan confirmed Noel's authenticity and nodded: "The third level shouldn't last too long. When it's over, you can come to the Land of the Undead. That's my base camp."
"OK." Noel passed him by.
Su Mingan walked towards the auditorium. The shadows of the trees were swaying, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping on the branches, and everything seemed full of life...
…
Sizzle, sizzle.
Dear Master, I inform you.
The culprit for the narrative anchor deviation has been traced to... the Lord of the End of All Things.
Unfortunately, His invasion is too deep, and the narrative anchor is still loose for the time being.
Please understand that I will work hard to fix it and try to stabilize the narrative anchor point and reduce the situation of such arbitrary switching of perspectives.
Current narrative anchor: [Su Ming'an] → [Su Ming'an 1 (Su Liujin's appearance)] → [Su Ming'an 2 (Su Wensheng's appearance)] → [Su Ming'an 1 (Su Liujin's appearance)] → [Su Ming'an 2 (Su Wensheng's appearance)] → [Su Ming'an 3].
…
Su Mingan opened his eyes, sat up in bed, and gasped for breath.
“Hoo…Hoo…Hoo…!”
He put his hands to his chest and slowly caught his breath.
Looking around, I found myself sitting in the room with Yueyue's book in my hand.
The clock on the wall showed a little after 6 in the morning.
...What happened? He didn't enter the third level of the disciple game.
At twelve o'clock in the morning, he sat on the bed waiting for the disciple game to start, but suddenly he felt a blackout and passed out. When he woke up again, it was already now.
The audience in the live broadcast room also said that they had been watching Su Mingan fall into a coma and did not see anything else.
Su Mingan immediately went out to ask the World Master, but got a surprising answer from the World Master: "-Su Mingan? Why are you still here? Haven't you already entered the Disciple Game?"
The Lord of the World has a prop that can spy on the Disciple Game and can see the progress of the Disciple Game. After careful questioning, Su Mingan learned that there were two "selves" in the Disciple Game. One was the appearance of Su Liujin, and the other was the appearance of Su Wensheng.
But the real me is clearly here.
"I suspect that the 'narrative anchor' has deviated..." The Lord of the World stroked his chin, "The Lord of the End of All Things has begun to take action. He is disrupting Rovasha's narrative anchor."
"What is the narrative anchor point?" Su Ming'an said.
"It's hard to explain. You can think of it as a 'camera.'" The Lord of the World said, "Rovasha's time structure depends on the spliced 'Drama Memory Lenses', which are in the order of trillions. The appearance of the 'Drama Memory Lenses' depends on the direction of the 'narrative anchor'. Therefore, as long as the 'narrative anchor' is changed, the 'Drama Memory Lenses' will change greatly, and thus, Rovasha's entire time will also change greatly."
Su Mingan immediately focused his attention: "Can you give me an example? I don't quite understand."
The Lord laughed: "...What do you think I am? I will answer whatever you ask me."
Su Mingan stepped forward and said attentively: "Please explain it more clearly. I really want to help you."
Before he entered the disciple game, he looked like Si Que. When those golden eyes flashed, it was hard to disgust people. The Lord tilted his head, his silver mask glowing, and said lightly:
"For the sake of our allies."
Su Mingan smiled.
"Think of the 'narrative anchor' as the 'camera', and the 'dramatic memory lens' as the 'film shot by the camera.'" Shizhu said, "So, if the camera angle changes, all the images shot will of course change."
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