Amid the endless yellow sand, a figure in a black robe crossed the sand dunes. He seemed to be a traveler in the desert, always keeping his head down and saying nothing.
He passed vendors' stalls, brushed shoulders with travelers, and walked into a tavern in the corner of the market.
The walls of the pub are made of red bricks, with rattan chairs and yellow wooden round tables lined up in rows, artificial flowers dotted on the fences, and many ginkgo leaves hanging on the walls as decorations.
Su Mingan sat down at the seat by the window and ordered a cup of coffee.
"Don't you drink? Since you are a traveler in the desert, why don't you have a glass of strong liquor to warm yourself up?" the waiter of the tavern persuaded.
"No." Su Mingan looked up. The brim of his black robe pressed down a thin layer of black gauze, which could cover his entire face. "Coffee is fine, thank you."
Five minutes later, two cups of coffee were served.
After the waiter left, Su Mingan noticed that there was a chip under Xi Ke's coffee cup. He pretended to add sugar cubes to the coffee and quietly put the chip into his palm.
Xi Ke told him before that he had to come to this tavern to get a chip, so it seems this is it.
Su Mingan glanced at the chip, which had a line of small words engraved on it: [Give the chip to the deputy leader of the Hawkdog, Kaskinen Firo.]
“—He’s here.”
At this time, Xi Ke at the opposite table whispered. Obviously, the "he" she was referring to was "Su Mingan" on the first day of the dungeon.
"Yeah." Su Mingan responded.
"Would you like some wine? Alcohol will make you feel better." Xike asked.
"No." Su Ming'an stroked the coffee cup with his fingers and put the chip into the backpack grid with his hand movements: "I just think it's too wonderful... This feeling of [observation] makes me start to think about the nature of this world."
He tilted his head and stared out the window. This grid-like time that could move chess pieces at any time, this space-time structure that could allow butterflies to pass through the Klein bottle without any direction... was too wonderful. It reminded him of the box theory that Actor had just mentioned.
Isn’t the universe a giant box? The outer universe is within the universe, the universe is within the planets, the planets are within the country, and the country is within the human. And aren’t human beings chess pieces on a network disk? And between which two boxes does the world game lie?
Xi could see that his tone was full of worry, and he whispered:
"Don't think too much, just leave everything to the Dawn System. What you need to think about is how to successfully enter the Central City after luring him in there."
Su Mingan nodded.
What he had to do now was to introduce his past self into the ruined building of the Measurement City, and then immediately enter the Central City Laboratory, so that the time of the 72nd year of the catastrophe and the 102nd year of the catastrophe would overlap at the same coordinates.
After finishing his coffee, Su Mingan reached out to Xike and said, "Come back."
Xike turned into a stream of light and entered his right wrist, replacing the AI Yeya.
The pub was decorated with plants everywhere, especially the pair of chairs and tables where Su Mingan was sitting. The chairs were hung with intertwined ginkgo leaves, like a small golden tree.
He was facing the empty seat, not knowing who he was talking to.
"……good evening."
He was ready to confirm something.
After communicating with the waiter, he booked a private room, took off his black robe, and looked into the floor-length mirror in the room.
When he just stepped into the desert, Su Mingan felt that his vision was not right. It seemed that he was a little too high, and his vision was half a head higher than his original self, but Xike immediately put a black robe on him, so he didn't care anymore.
But when he was adding sugar cubes to Xike just now, he noticed that there were burn marks on the back of his hand. This kind of wound obviously did not belong to him. So - what he is using now should not be his own body.
He looked into the floor-length mirror and saw his reflection.
The face has sharp brow bones, narrow eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin cheeks. Even with a calm expression, he looks a little unapproachable. When he purses his lips, he looks even colder, as if he will hit someone in the next moment. His face has a pair of lifeless dead fish eyes that can scare a child away.
Although he was a handsome guy overall, his face was too pale, and his eyebrows were too cold and sharp, as if he was keeping people at a distance.
——This is Lu Shu’s body.
Su Mingan stretched out his hand and twisted the white hair on the side of his face. He lowered his head and looked at the burn on the back of his hand.
In order to avoid confusion of cause and effect, he has now been given the identity of "Lü Shu", and it seems that even his body is copied from Lu Shu. But why is there a burn on the back of Lu Shu's hand?
...Could it be that I really burned my hands by roasting the sweet potatoes?
Su Mingan would rather have this answer.
He lifted his sleeves and found that his arms were also covered with burns. He pulled open his clothes and saw that the area below his shoulders and neck was also covered with burns. Out of respect for his companions, he did not continue to look at the lower abdomen and thighs, but he could surmise that this body was almost covered with wounds.
"Xi Ke, what's going on?" Su Mingan asked.
"It may be related to Lu Shu's condition." Xi Ke said, "Maybe he really has burns all over his body. I don't know much about his condition."
Su Mingan put aside his doubts for the time being. If he couldn't figure out the problem, he would just follow Lu Shu's instructions on roasting sweet potatoes.
"Doctor, I'll take you to the next critical time point." Xike initiated the transmission.
White light flowed, and data streams like snowflakes emerged around Su Mingan, enveloping him.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw a bustling modern city. Advertising billboards rolled between the towering buildings, and the glass of the buildings reflected the dazzling sunlight.
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