I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 31 Just Think of It as a Sweet Dream

【Game objectives:】

[One star: Successfully escaped from the old building of No. 10 Middle School, completed]

[Two stars: Reveal what happened to the 10th Middle School while escaping. Completed]

[Three-star hidden goal: Save those who should be saved, completed]

[Game rating: three stars]

[Countdown refreshed: Current death countdown is '15 days', countdown stopped]

[Ability obtained: Night practice law (If you can't sleep at night, you might as well continue to practice spiritual power (night practice degree +40%)]

[Bonus ability: Mental shock]

[Note: I wish to prove that anyone who behaves nobly, kindly and uprightly will be able to bear hardships because of this.

——Ludwig van Beethoven

This game is over.

Su Wen saw the last prompt that lit up on the computer screen:

[The extraordinary attachment (painting) has been stored in the storage box and can be used at any time]

The dead zone lies on the edge of reality and illusion.

In other words.

The little girl who was rescued really left him a gift in the end.

He pulled the thin sketch from the storage box.

outside the window.

Sunlight streams into the house through the gaps between the leaves of the late summer trees.

It also sprinkles on the drawing paper in the hand, allowing it to be quietly covered with a layer of gently swaying soft halo in the caress of the breeze.

It makes people feel very warm.

This is a gift worth cherishing.

He decided to just do it.

Su Wen looked at the award certificates and letters of recommendation framed in the old house.

Finally, he chose to take down the precious certificate that certified him as having won the 378th place in the "Around the Island Cycling Race".

After all, there were a total of 380 people participating in the competition.

Excluding the two unlucky guys whose bicycle tires burst.

He won the 'Champion'

It is indeed very precious.

It was also after that 'battle' ended.

His old bicycle was modified with an extra word and became a broken bicycle.

Su Wen replaced the certification letter for the 378th person with this simple portrait.

Place it in a position where sunlight can shine in through the window.

Then he leaned against the bed and fell asleep.

Until three hours later.

Half past three in the afternoon.

His door was gently knocked by the only lady who would visit here.

Su Wen felt that he slept very comfortably, as if his soul was nourished.

He opens the door.

Before I could speak.

And got the answer.

"You didn't reply to my message, so I stopped by to check on you."

The girl said in a cold voice.

"I have a topic in mind: analysis of the storm stress model of Lighthouse No. 43.

It just fits in with your previous fluid-like proposal."

“Good idea.

The problem is, with less than two months left in the hurricane season, you may not see another meteorological disaster as horrific as Ewiniar."

He replied calmly:
“I can only apply to the school for a wind tunnel simulation environment to conduct model analysis.”

"Don't worry about that. There is still a large part of the deep-sea ruins that has not been conquered, so resources will be tilted towards this area for now."

"Come in and sit down. We just woke up and haven't cleaned up yet, so it might be a little messy."

Hearing this, the girl's eyes showed a faint smile:
"Since you didn't reply, I already knew."

"Isn't there any other possibility, such as a dream that you don't want to wake up from?"

"Is it a nightmare?"

Su Wen shrugged.

After helping the girl remove the fallen leaves in her hair.

He smiled gently:
"Forget it, just treat it as a beautiful dream."

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Five days passed.

Ten o'clock at night.

After the white sand had been smoothed by the waves of the receding tide, leaving traces of daytime travelers, the quiet moonlit night quietly arrived.

Only almost invisible waves were left on the coastline, gently licking the beach, making an almost inaudible echo like gentle whispers.

It was as if everything was asleep.

Fell into a peaceful sleep.

Three tall law enforcers in dark blue uniforms pushed open the glass door of Schlote Heavy Industries' office area.

During these few days of investigation.

The Psychiatric Review Bureau has identified the source of the construction materials for Lighthouse Shelter No. 43.

Most of them came from the exploration machinery that was destroyed when an electromagnetic explosion occurred in the deep-sea ruins.

After strictly comparing the database data.

Officer Zhu Yu came here under the cover of night.

At first, you will be stopped by the security guard at the door.

But just after showing the certificate from the Mental Health Examination Bureau.

The whole process became so easy.

After all, to some extent, the horror of the Psychiatric Bureau is no less than walking on a deserted street at night and hearing strange noises behind you.

The middle-aged manager of the BHX area wiped the sweat from his bald head.

At the same time, he immediately contacted Mars William, the head of the Asia-Pacific region.

in the screen.

Under soft light yellow.

Marlos William was leaning on the leather sofa.

In front of him was the most famous double-layer carved silver plate of the Victorian era, the 'Palm Court'.

From time to time, some exquisite food is taken out from it.

Feed yourself cheetahs that have extraordinary properties that you specially find from Africa.

Ever since the Einstein-Rosen Bridge warped from the Democratic Republic of the Congo to the Tree World.

It has become easier for the extraordinary life in the African rainforest to break through the first stage of germination.

But even so.

Maros-Wilhelm's actions are enough to prove how rich Schlote Heavy Industry is.

"Schlotte Heavy Industries is carrying out illegal construction work in violation of the border regulation ETR-03. I will report this truthfully."

Zhu Yu said calmly:
"Perhaps, the Mars exploration project and lunar surface engineering that Schlotte has been focusing on recently need to be evaluated again."

"Mr. Interrogator, I think there must be some misunderstanding between us."

Malos said with a smile.

He waved.

A detailed personnel list of the BHX area appeared during the conference call.

“I sent someone to investigate the database, and it was found that the recyclables data did have some issues with being transferred out of the warehouse.

But after checking the operator's identity and surveillance video, it was found that all data showed "blank" within 24 hours of the attack by 'Ewiniar'.

"You mean there is a higher authority that erased the evidence in the dark."

Zhu Yu sneered,

"Do you think, after I have read your employee regulations, that I will believe this extremely 'coincidental' testimony that is so biased in your favor?"

“I admit that there were process problems at the BHX District Recycling Station.”

Marlowe-William took a sip of coffee and continued with a smile:

"But at least it turned out well, didn't it?"

Right now.

A prosecutor standing next to Zhu Yu interrupted:
"The Night Watch discovered the spread of pollution in the 'Dead Zone'.

The medium is [dream].

But the ripples in the 'Lantern of Hecate' only appeared for a moment.

After that, no changes in the shallow dream state were detected. Because of this, the light spot|Karen edge array can only lock the approximate range. "

"'Involving the Dead Zone', this matter is more important, let's go."

He made a prompt decision.

But just before leaving.

Zhu Yu calmly glanced at the elegant European gentleman on the other end of the video conference, and finally left a sentence:

"Mr. William, I am only here to give a warning.

This matter involves the border of the abyss and deep-sea ruins, and a higher-level management bureau will make the final decision."

At the same time.

Accompanied by the dissipation of very few dream fragments.

Lin Xiqing also accidentally entered a dream.

On the edge of dreams.

She saw a dilapidated campus sign:

【Binhai No. 10 Middle School】