Magnificent Years

Chapter 240 Nightmare Realm

Lu Anru hugged Sheng Ming's neck tightly with both hands, buried her face in his shoulder and wept silently, Bai Jie's sneering sarcasm came from behind the two of them.

"Haha, you should protect her. Protect someone who wants to kill you. Lu Anru, if what you said just now hasn't woken you up, you might as well think about it. The red color in your world is assigned to you by others. If If others point you to green from the very beginning, then you will always regard green as red!"

Back home, lying on the bed, Yin Cang was put back on the desk by his parents smoothly.

They did not hide her weapons, nor did they hurt her when she drew her sword.

After being hungry all day, her mother brought her favorite pumpkin stewed pork ribs at night.

I really hope that there is a poison in the rice that is so advanced that it cannot be detected, so that she can bear the result more freely.But apart from the deliciousness, she didn't feel anything unusual.

At night, I dreamed of Xiao Luan again, but this time the braided sister was crying silently.

Are you pitying her?Pity her absurd life, pity her that she can't even tell which of the two worlds is true and which is false.

When I woke up in the morning, I opened the door and saw my parents and Sheng Mingquan sitting solemnly in the hall, as if I had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing her getting up, his father was mixed with joy and sorrow. He opened his mouth to say something, but was held down by his mother with his hand. He turned his head and wiped his face silently.

The mother got up and walked towards Lu Anru, and she could see from the red eyes that she had been crying all night.But when he came to her, there was only a gentle smile on his face.

He took the initiative to hold her little hand, and asked with concern, "Did you sleep well?"

Lu Anru nodded awkwardly, and looked away with a 'hmm' sound.

The mother let her withdraw her hand, she seemed to be less aware of what to say than she was, and had nothing to say: "You turned off your computer, last night Guang'er made more than a dozen phone calls in a row, but he didn't get through to you, so he called me Here we come. I answered the phone and didn't say anything about your health, just that you were tired, and I didn't agree to him coming to visit you today."

"Thank you." Lu Anru answered in a deep voice, suddenly remembered the key point, turned her eyes and asked seriously: "Where is my computer?"

"There, you threw it on the table when you came back from overtime work the day before yesterday, and said you were so tired, and no one should try to interfere with your weekend rest."

The mother pointed to the coffee table in the dining room, aware of her unwillingness to face her father and Sheng Ming in the past, and said empathetically, "I'll get it for you."

"Thank you." Lu Anru glanced at the father and son sitting in the living room.

Sheng Ming inherited her mother's almond eyes and looked up at her at the same time. When the two eyes met, Lu Anru felt full of worry.Under the worry, there is also self-blame hidden, for not protecting her well yesterday.

The discomfort expressed by the most familiar and caring face turned into a huge boulder, weighing heavily on her, making her breathless.

Not knowing how to face it, he simply turned around and went back to the house and closed the door.

Ten minutes later, my mother knocked on the door.

"Anru, I'm mother, may I come in?"

The careful word "excuse me" completely tore up Lu Anru's strength, covering her face with her hands and sobbing sadly.

She really hates the meanness of the beast side, using the people she cares about most to destroy all her principles.How nice it is to be a monster, even if she dies from exhaustion, she won't be so uncomfortable.

"Anru, mom knows your mind is in a mess. It doesn't matter if you don't want to see me. I put breakfast and the computer at the door. Your father and Xiaoming and I go out in the morning. If you want to rest after breakfast, go to sleep. If you don’t want to rest and want to go out for a walk, just go out. If you have any difficulties, we will accompany you to face them positively, and don’t do anything that hurts yourself.”

The mother's voice was slightly hoarse when she spoke, and she seemed to work hard to suppress the choking voice.

Lu Anru hugged her head with her hands, her sleeves were wet with tears, she didn't answer, she cried alone until her body was numb and trembling.

At noon, she told herself that she couldn't waste any more time.

I heard from Sheng Ming that the first three days of entering the mental cage are very critical, and it is the easiest to find a breakthrough. The longer you stay in the mental cage, the more you will lose yourself.

After more than a day has passed, she must cheer up.

He changed his clothes, pinned Yin Cang to his waist, opened the door of the room, and accidentally kicked something with his foot.

Looking down, I saw my computer was turned upside down on the insulation box, and two photos of her and Ella, and her and Sheng Ming were pasted on the back of the computer, which were extremely dazzling.

She picked up the computer, put it in a powder bag, put it on the heat preservation box and walked to the dining table.

The hunger has never disappeared. Counting the mission time to enter Yardley Bay, it has been two days. She ate pork ribs and pumpkin with flower rolls last night.

Unscrew the insulation cover, the rice is fragrant.

On the first layer of the insulated box are eggs, soy milk and fritters, and on the second layer are two vegetables, one meat, one soup and rice.

It is often said that knowing a daughter is more like a mother, and the mother guessed that she would not eat in the morning.

The great sense of familiarity reminded her of when she lost her memory in her childhood. When she was young, she lost her temper and went on hunger strike, and her mother did the same. She practiced her cooking skills hard to make her favorite dishes and put them at the door of her room.

Every time I make breakfast and lunch together, I won't force her to finish which one.If she didn't eat all the food, at night her mother would replace all the food and make a fresh dinner for the door.

The scolding sound was so despicable, he took Gao Yincang and poked the tip of his sword into the food, tried them one by one, and gulped down two meals.

After the full meal, he rubbed his full stomach and secretly encouraged himself: "Come on, Lu Anru, try to get out of here today."

Put the dishes in an insulated box and send them to the kitchen, as a reward for the hard work of the fake parents here.

Leaving home, take a taxi to Yuexiang.

Hearing her destination, the suspended taxi driver teased and asked, "Beauty, are you going to visit the memorial hall?"

"The memorial hall?" Lu Anru raised her eyebrows and asked, she planned to investigate from familiar places.

"correct."

The taxi driver held the steering wheel with one hand, dusted the cigarette ash with one hand, put away his teasing tone, and said in a deep voice: "A few years ago, Emperor Xuantian was used to yelling, and the old dog Ningtian learned that Dean Huo destroyed and kept the evolution. According to the rules, he also assassinated all highly evolved life forms. He was furious, and joined hands with the monarchs of other countries to send troops to encircle and suppress Yuexiang for a month, claiming to surrender the troops and not kill them. The talents of the Four Communities are all steadfast and proud people, who would rather die than obey, fight their way out, take Ning Tian's dog head instead, and help the poor common people overthrow the monarchy."

"I see." Lu Anru sighed softly.

The driver jerked the steering wheel, turned and stopped in front of a flower shop, and suggested: "I will charge you less for the fare. Go and buy two bouquets of chrysanthemums for the sacrificed warriors."

Lu An Ruxin brought it up, and asked anxiously, "Is there anyone else who died?"

The driver took a deep breath, exhaled white smoke faintly, and sighed sadly.

"Hey, yes, isn't war a trifle? It's cruel. Dean Yuexiang Huo and the chief teacher of the Fourth Society all sacrificed. Two presidents of the Fourth Society died heroically. One president was imprisoned in Hades and left alone. The president of the law society, Sheng Ming, lived a normal life, but he became ill all over his body due to casting four ultimate spells in a row. It is said that his right leg was replaced with a prosthetic, and many organs showed a tendency to fail."

The finger that clicked the button to open the door stopped, and Lu Anru slowly turned her head, stared at the driver's face, and asked in disbelief: "Dean Huo and the others are all dead? The president of the Law Society is sick?"

No wonder Sheng Ming took her rest no less than five times during the short journey from the hospital to the car yesterday.

"That's right, the teacher and the dean all died in the battle, and the two presidents Huang Mou also died in the battle. President Yin was imprisoned in Hades for revealing the secrets of the academy."

The driver glanced at Lu Anru suspiciously, and muttered, "Are you from out of town? No, people from out of town should also know about the world-renowned war."

Lu Anru stared intently at the change in the driver's expression, and answered bitterly amidst the real doubts of the other party: "You just think I have a strange disease, and my memory is easy to get confused."

"Oh, oh," the driver responded twice, full of sympathy: "Your illness is similar to that of President Sheng's sister. It is said that his sister also had a relapse during the war and suffered from amnesia. Look at Sheng. Bai used to be so wealthy that the boss swore to exhaust the family wealth for his sons and daughters, so he paid a lot of money to ask scientific researchers to develop equipment to treat their children's diseases, so as to prolong their lifespan."

"Thank you master for letting me know."

Lu Anru's finger fell heavily on the button of the automatic door, and he got out of the car in a daze, with a question in his mind repeatedly.

——Is this the realm of nightmares or the future?

If it was just a nightmare, it would be too real.

According to people's descriptions of that battle, all the details and results are 90% consistent with the conventional trend, including the temper and choices of the core members of the academy.

The heart-piercing coldness spread to her whole body, and even the scorching sun couldn't dispel the chill in her heart for a while.

Standing blankly by the car for a while, I heard the driver's concerned question: "Girl, I see that your face is pale. Are you feeling unwell? How about I take you to the hospital?"

"No, I'm going to buy some flowers, please take me to the memorial hall after shopping."

Lu Anru walked to the flower shop and chose a large flower basket full of yellow and white chrysanthemums.

The machine attendant helped her bandage up and asked routinely, "Do you need to write something on the ribbon?"

Lu Anru thought about it and asked, "What's the date today?"

"April 2043th, 4 AD." The robot answered in a straight line.

Considering her age, she is indeed 20 years old. Lu Anru bit her lip and continued to ask: "How often does a big war happen?"

"March 2041, 3 AD."

Hearing the answer, Lu Anru felt a great sense of gratitude. The great war took place one year and eight months later in the real world.

If this was definitely the future, she'd try to go back and at least change things and stop caring people from dying.

"Do you need to write something?" the robot asked again.

"Write, let us work hard and live tenaciously!" Lu Anru said what he wanted.

The hand of the robot holding the golden writing brush stopped above the silk belt. Even with its fixed and rigid program setting, it felt that the wording was inappropriate. It placed the writing brush next to the inkstone and confirmed again.

"Are you sure you want to write this?"

"That's right, just write!" Lu Anru said affirmatively, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the postcards placed under the glass on the counter.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I asked, "Can I send a postcard?"

"Yes, please choose the style you like." The robot mechanically replied.

Lu Anru pressed her finger on the top of the glass cover, chose one at random, and said, "If you want it, give me the pen."

After the robot finished writing the ribbon, it took out a pen and postcard and handed it to Lu Anru.

After thinking about it, Lu Anru took off the cap of his pen and wrote two lines: On March 41, 3, during the Great War, Huo, Yue, Ye, Fan, Zhou, Huang, and Mou died, and Yin was arrested.

Leave the address of my old villa in the recipient's place, and the recipient wrote: Lu Anru in October 39, Lu Anru who studied in Yuexiangzhong C Fighting Club (received)
If everything is tricky, in case she wakes up and forgets important information, calculate the task completion time, and she will be able to go home and receive a postcard from the future by October at the latest.

Although the matter was extremely absurd, the future result here was too tragic, and she had to do something.

After writing everything, the postcard is stuffed into the robot's belly pocket that serves as the mailbox opening.

After the robot reads all the content, a corresponding message appears on the head display screen, asking her to confirm: "The address is all right, please click the green tick."

Lu Anru tapped the screen with a finger to select the green tick, and the interface displayed the total purchase amount, which was 397 yuan.

When I opened the powder bag, I didn't find the appreciation card in a familiar place, so I had to start the computer.

A huge number of messages flashed at the same time, and the microcomputer was stuck for a few seconds.

After returning to normal, unlock and enter the savings card interface, pay successfully, and return to the taxi with the flower basket.

Putting the flower basket by her feet, she used a computer to search for detailed reports on the 41 World War. As shocking news appeared, she became more and more panicked.

Fascinated by watching, the car arrived at Yuexiang Memorial Hall unknowingly.

"A total of 497 kilometers, at a speed of 800 kilometers per hour, it took 40 minutes to arrive. The fare is 319 yuan, and the driver promised a discount of 50 yuan. After the discount, it will be 269 yuan. Please scan and pay."

Hearing the announcement from the vehicle system, Lu Anru came back to his senses.

After scanning the QR code and paying the payment, take the flower basket and walk to the familiar building.

Standing under the Yuexiang Building, she looked up at the high-tech building towering into the sky.There is no more hustle and bustle around, leaving a desolate sense of right and wrong hanging over my heart.

Hold the bamboo handle of the flower basket tightly and walk to the security checkpoint.

The robot raised the electric prod stiffly and demanded: "Please show the appointment card."

"Appointment? Where do I make an appointment? Can I make an appointment now?"

The soul three asked the robot to be irritable, and drove away: "If you don't have an appointment, please leave. Our museum is only open to 100 people a day."

Out of the corner of her eye, Lu Anru glanced at the venue introduction at the entrance. The logo on it was so familiar, it was the logo of Zeng Yuexiang Campus Network.

Stepping aside, he took out the computer from his pocket.Enter the well-known URL into the browser, a new page pops up, and the four familiar blocks of the college become the introduction of the memorial hall. There is an appointment window at the bottom of the page, click to enter.

Enter your name and ID number, and get the appointment time, at the end of next month!

She couldn't wait for this, and then deduced the weirdness, remembering that the National Museum in the normal world can allow 1 people to visit every day.

The number of people here is reduced to 100, and the appointment time is postponed to next month.If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and it is obvious that she deliberately got stuck to prolong her stay here.

Let's sneak in at night, there must be important clues to leave.

After making a decision and turning to leave, a familiar voice came from a distance: "Girl."

Lu Anru raised her eyes in response to the sound, and saw Ning Guang's suit and leather shoes, full of barrister style.

She stopped without saying a word, waiting for the other party to approach.

"I sent you a lot of messages, but you didn't reply to them all. I think you came here again to remember your old friend."

(End of this chapter)