I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 828 The meaning of travel

There are two letters, one of which needs to be delivered to Dean Constance. The content is very simple, just a brief summary of all current situations.

As for the other one,
After he had determined the general idea of this game, he chose to hand it over to an extremely important ally for his next trip to Lawrence Riel:
Miss Phyllis, the Storm Watcher from Samoa,

Phyllis Eleanor.

And on a certain winter night in the future, the letter naturally landed gently on her desk:
[Phyllis, this is Rhine.

of course,

When you see this letter,
I should have already made my journey to Manila.

According to the intelligence I have collected and analyzed recently, many Abyss worshippers or researchers involved in the Abyss are secretly gathering in Manila for a [banquet].

And within Lawrenceriel, especially its radical forces, there are also close ties with the Abyss Sect.

Therefore, I need your help.
I need you to accept the invitation from [Virtual Light - Ferrari] and attend the meeting disguised as an 'invitee' who knows nothing.

But please rest assured, I will definitely ensure your safety. As for more information, I will also communicate with you in the [Dawn System].

May the God of Storms bless you, and may wisdom and courage be our beacon of light. 】

that's it,
After completing the writing of two future letters.

In the rainy night,

Su Wenye and Jiang Menghan took the fleeing mother and daughter out of the shelter and arrived at the rebels' intelligence exchange location.

There, Pedro Joao, a middle-aged man with gray hair, received another message from the rebel organization "Astrologer":

The location of the next Abyss Container,

On Bali Island in Indonesia.

And its model is:

【Door】.

[All Gates——Alexius]

Su Wen has always been wary of the existence of so-called astrologers and prophets.

After all, as a chief player who most of the time considers himself as an observer of the future, he never wants his movements to be spied on by this group of so-called prisoners of fate.

Even if the world's influence can block all this.

But their existence,

The ripple spread of chaotic effects throughout the world can sometimes lead to completely uncontrollable results.

But at this moment, the answer to this prophecy completely attracted his attention.

because,

That logo.

"I have seen it before."

The handsome scholar paused the game interface.

He tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and this habitual action also meant that he was thinking.
"It has the same markings as Triss's Holy Mourning Huifar Key.
This result,

It really has to be interesting.”

then,

The foreshadowing of countless timelines is still closed.

It is like a giant paintbrush in the hands of Vincent Willem van Gogh, completely connecting everything in the extraordinary post-Impressionist world beyond human thought.

The night of heavy rain passed quietly.

But many participants who are waiting for the results of the [banquet] know:

The 'rainstorm' will not stop just like that.

In the winter morning,

When Siberia and even the Arctic in the deeper northern hemisphere are covered with snow.

When the cold wind blows from Siberia to the sea of Southeast Asia, it gradually decreases until it disappears completely.

The handsome scholar seemed to be in a completely different world, because he was leisurely leaning on a lounge chair on the deck of a luxury cruise ship departing from Dili, East Timor, to Bali, Indonesia.

It was a cruise ship that was not huge but luxurious enough.

It sails slowly on the blue sea.

It is like a huge ship traveling through time and space, leaving the cold and bleakness of winter far behind.

"If nothing else,
The Hei Lang gang actually possessed a lot of wealth."

Su Wen gently raised his sunglasses and said calmly,

That's right, as a legendary night watchman who has already controlled all kinds of huge assets in the world under the identity of Rhine.

In order to prevent his capital flow from being noticed by his many enemies, he has always been penniless.

But no money,
It doesn't mean he can't make money.

Especially, to those bastards who rely on squeezing the poor and squeezing their last drop of blood and marrow in exchange for the accumulation of filthy wealth.

Su Wen has never been kind and soft-hearted.

So in the second half of last night's rainy night, he led the rebel organization directly into the base of the violent group.

The storm-wrapped sword even tore a crack in the alloy door of the base. After everything was over, he also gave back 95% of the wealth of the entire motorcycle gang to those poor people.

The remaining 5% was used as his travel expenses to Manila.

At this moment, he was closing his eyes, enjoying the warm and humid sea breeze near the equator gently blowing across his cheeks.

That’s right, only at moments like this, Su Wen must turn on the virtual reality function to experience it personally.

But the next second,
An extremely cold and moving voice sounded in his ears.

"You made such a big move before leaving, aren't you afraid of attracting their attention?"

The question came from the beautiful girl sitting next to his recliner.

In her hand she held the latest issue of Reviews of Modern Physics.

The covers of English journals shone with the light of knowledge under the cloudless sunshine of the ocean.

But even if you ask,
As the girl's long hair fluttered gently in the wind, she continued to read the journal in her hand with her head down, only occasionally looking up at the distant sea.

The scholar, who put his hands behind his head and looked like a beach party master, saw the girl's serious look.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Relax when it's time to relax.
otherwise,

Isn't the meaning of traveling wasted?
As for your doubts, rest assured that the best way to deal with it is to leave no traces at all.

Just imagine,

Who could have thought,
We left East Timor with the [Container] without collecting all the Marks."

As his words fell,

The little girl who was hiding from the heavy rain in a container in the poorest slum in Southeast Asia yesterday.

At this moment, she was running around the cruise ship curiously, and kept happily pulling her mother to tell her the interesting things she had just seen.

Although she still looks a little pale and thin, her childlike curiosity is probably no less than anyone else's.
And all this,
This is probably exactly what Su Wen hoped to see.

Although his lifespan often fluctuated between fifteen and zero, the fatal threat of death deepened his perspective on life.

So he just whispered to the iceberg girl:
“And, dear Miss Jiang.

If I don’t do some things, I will feel very unhappy and it will be a great pity.

Complete a game of the season,

After a tiring week, I spent the afternoon fishing.

Riding a bicycle along the coastline with no destination in mind.

and also,

Clean up the world."

(End of this chapter)