"At first I found a problem with my memory. The pause at the red light before your father met Li Wufang seemed a bit abrupt."
Intrigued, I looked back and used my memory to view everything that had happened at that intersection, only to discover that the red light wasn't actually broken.
It has been working normally all along, except that the red light time has been stretched to an unbelievable length:
220 seconds.
Although traffic flow is indeed taken into account when setting traffic light durations, and the passage time is tilted towards lanes with high traffic volume, the problem is that no red light should be designed to be this long, and a stop of almost 4 minutes will only hinder traffic efficiency.
Moreover, the traffic flow at that intersection is not high, so it's not worth designing it that way.
When I discovered this anomaly, I began to examine this memory more closely.
I'm not particularly sensitive to numbers, but fortunately, this is not only a number, but also a period of time. Thanks to the fact that we both belong to [existence] and have inherited the authority of [memory], I have some perception of [time].
Then I discovered that there were many similar times in this memory about your father!
From the moment he stopped the tour bus in front of Jiajia Village to the moment he took the money and ran away, the time he spent interacting with the tourists was exactly 220 seconds, not a second more or less.
The time the man in sunglasses was sizing him up in the gambling den in the village chief's backyard was also 220 seconds during the betting session he was participating in!
"!!??"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Shi's shock was written all over his face, and he even felt a chill run down his spine.
Li Jingming's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he continued:
"Furthermore, the length of time Old Jia stood at the casino entrance sizing up Aunt Sun, the length of time he chatted with Grandpa Nangong in front of the casino, the length of time from when he discovered Tao Yi to when he started talking to her, the length of time he squatted in the urban village waiting for you to 'run away from home' as a child, and even the length of time he talked with Uncle An Mingyu before you came home one day..."
All of them are 220 seconds long!
Wait, wait, wait, what the heck is An Mingyu's uncle? When have I ever seen An Shenxuan's uncle?
Cheng Shi was a little confused.
The Dragon King did not give Cheng Shi time to think. "Discovering one was accidental, discovering two was coincidental, but when the third, fourth, and fifth started to appear, I realized that this time was definitely not simple."
This looks like a prank by [Fraud], but even if it were [Fraud], it would be impossible for [Memory] to make such a meticulous smear in His temple without His knowledge.
In fact, every time He touched the artifacts in the collection, [Memory] selected them as new artifacts, including the [Chaos] that caused Ultraman's past.
"......"
Normally, Cheng Shi would have used this as a topic to argue with the Dragon King and cover up his embarrassment, but today his brain was overloaded and he didn't care about these trivial things at all.
He kept thinking about what the significance of those 220 seconds was.
The Dragon King was a clever man. Regardless of how much of the hidden secrets and truth he lacked from the established perspective, based solely on the limited information he possessed, he formed some ideas:
"Excluding [memory] and [fraud], there are very few gods who can actually touch [memory] artifacts."
As he spoke, he glanced thoughtfully at Cheng Shi, then immediately changed the subject, saying, "Leaving that aside, Zhen Xin learned about the future that Wei Mu mentioned from Qin Xin. When I turned my attention to this, I wondered if this time was related to the future of the world."
[Fraud] or any other deity has mentioned anything similar to you?
Cheng Shi thought about it carefully for a long time, then shook his head and said:
"The only thing related to time is probably the span of an era. From the moment [Nothingness] descended and [Fate] fell, the length of an era was locked."
Could the number 220 be related to the length of an era?
"?"
Li Jingming was stunned for a moment, "[Fate] has fallen? When did this happen?"
“…A long, long time ago.” Cheng Shi sighed, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes, “It doesn’t matter anymore, all the past is gone.”
If time still existed, perhaps there would still be someone to consult, but even He...
etc!"
Cheng Shi was taken aback, then suddenly thought of something: "[Time] is busy without end, and there is never any time. I have always believed that He is aligning the time of the universe so that the universe will not suffer any accidents in the Creator's experiment."
But before existence arrived, how did the universe align time?
Li Jingming was also taken aback, but then he said:
“I have seen some memories of past eras, when they may not have known that the universe was just an experiment.”
Cheng Shi nodded and then shook his head:
“You’re right. The reason why [Time] keeps aligning with time is probably because there are too many mischievous gods in this era, and [Deception] is not honest. They are all exploring outwards.”
The problem is, even if [Deception] is incredibly 'lively,' it can't constantly enter and exit the real universe, so why doesn't [Time] exist at all times?
"..." This question stumped Li Jingming. There was no memory of [Time] in the archives, and he didn't know what [Time] had been busy with.
At this moment, Cheng Shi's eyes narrowed, and he said, "He summoned the Doctor before he left."
"Doctor!?" Li Jingming frowned, also somewhat unable to understand, since the Doctor clearly had nothing to do with [Time].
That's right!
The Doctor represents "Truth" and is the candidate we are about to place on the throne of "Truth".
When you say that the time of the meeting with the Magi is meant to convey that what He did was related to the truth, are you suggesting that it was?
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