My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 36 Sword Holder

No matter how strong Chu Zhu's connections are, they can't suppress it. A strong crackdown from the authorities is inevitable, and after that, he'll have no choice but to become a bandit...

Then, there is no more!
"Someone, take me to see their bodies," Chu Zhu said, gathering her thoughts.

“…Me.” A slightly hoarse voice rang out. A young-looking person stepped out from the crowd…it was Cai San.

“Mr. Zhu, it’s me! I was the first to discover that the Director-General was dead.” Cai San’s voice was hoarse. “Yesterday, you asked me to come… Later, the Director-General was too overworked to find the time, so I made an appointment with my secretary to come at six o’clock this morning!”

"Then, then, I entered at 6:32 and found..." Cai San couldn't continue.

Guan Fei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stepped forward, smiled ingratiatingly at Chu Zhu, and led the way, saying, "Please follow me!"

Upon entering the room, Chu Zhu's eyelids twitched.

Ning Linglong was squatting on the ground, gesturing and muttering something to herself. Bi Xuan was diligently taking notes.

On the other side, Zhou Ze's body lay on the wooden chair. His head had been severed and was hanging from the chandelier!
"This is really..." Chu Zhu stepped forward and, after just a couple of glances, was basically certain that the murderer was indeed the person who had attacked him before the reset—this wound, this method of decapitation, was exactly the same as his method of death.

"Has anyone found any trace of the person who did this?" Chu Zhu asked softly.

Guan Fei blinked and looked at Cai San again.

“I…I don’t know,” Cai San stammered, “but I was the first to discover it after I went in…”

"In other words, Zhou Ze's death was first discovered at 6:32 a.m.," Chu Zhu pondered.

“Uncle Zhu!” Ning Linglong spoke, standing up and taking the notebook from Bi Xuan’s hand, handing it to Chu Zhu. “This is the intelligence I’ve summarized!”

Chu Zhu frowned as she took the book and began flipping through it. "Is it possible... that Zhou Ze died around six o'clock?"

"...Uncle Zhu, although according to the information we have so far, it is true that after the other five officers were killed, the murderer infiltrated the area using some method and ultimately killed Chief Secretary Zhou," Ning Linglong pursed her lips, "it couldn't have been six o'clock! The timing is too tight. It's most likely four or five o'clock!"

"Is it just a high probability rather than an absolute one?" Chu Zhu lowered his eyes, then reached out and pulled the gun from Ning Linglong's waist, aiming it at his forehead.

"!!!" Ning Linglong's eyes widened, her voice trembling, "Uncle Zhu... Uncle Zhu, you... you..."

"Calm down!!!" Guan Fei's face turned green. And when he heard the gunshot, his expression couldn't even be described as despair.

The deaths of six staff members were already a huge problem... What if Mr. Zhu also died! And died at the very scene of Chief Secretary Zhou's death? That would be...

The bullet pierced his skull! Blood splattered onto the wall.

"I see! This is what it feels like to be shot." Chu Zhu nodded thoughtfully. Did it hurt? Of course it hurt! But he didn't die immediately. The powerful physique of the first stage of Body Refinement was truly invaluable!
"But thinking about it from this perspective," Chu Zhu ground the poison in his back teeth. If he really bit into the poison and committed suicide now, he might not die quickly. It seems he needs to upgrade it...

"Calm down, I'll bring..." Bi Xuan rushed over, her face pale, frantically pulling out a handkerchief to cover the wound on Chu Zhu's forehead, but then hesitated.

"It's too late." Chu Zhu remained noncommittal. The powerful physique he had cultivated had given him unimaginable vitality, but that didn't mean the shot that blew his head off wouldn't be fatal.

Chu Zhu felt his consciousness gradually fading, and finally, he closed his eyes. A moment later...

Chu Zhu regained consciousness, and a deafening roar filled his ears.

Before me is the annual champion film produced during the Spring Festival of 2035 in China, with a total box office of 27.2 billion worldwide—"The Three-Body Problem IV: The Swordholder".

At this moment, the plot has progressed to the point where the swordsman who can decide the future of two civilizations points a gun to his temple, declaring a declaration of mutual destruction to another civilization outside the solar system—

In terms of sheer scale, this scene pales in comparison to the sci-fi epic of the solar system fleet being shattered by the droplets before the events of "The Three-Body Problem IV." However, in terms of sheer awe and power, it is in no way inferior!

"Nuwa No. 17!" Chu Zhu said expressionlessly, "Tell me the current time! After you finish, clear my access data in the background. Close all entertainment programs! Open the external exit."

"It's 6:00:12 now, Beijing time!"

The grand movie interface went dark, and the base returned to its silvery-white state.

"As expected..." Although death resets you to a random 24-hour period, it doesn't mean it's truly random. Otherwise, if you commit suicide and get randomized to three hours ago, then commit suicide again and get randomized again... wouldn't it be possible to keep being randomized until you're born?
There's a critical point where he's stuck! And this critical point is usually 6 AM—which is the time he wakes up in the real world in the morning!

Chu Zhu had already reached the corridor. He had left the police station and was rushing towards the union headquarters building with all his might. He didn't even consider that if he were seen doing this, Nuwa would detect it and trigger an alarm.

Faster than anyone could imagine! It was even in a straight line.

Only now did Chu Zhu realize that his body seemed to have improved slightly compared to before, reaching a level seven times that of an ordinary person! This level allowed him to easily scale walls and rooftops, and even climb to the top of a five or six-story building in ten seconds, like Spider-Man, and then leap to the opposite building—this must be the adaptation period that Nuwa No. 17 mentioned before?
Finally, we arrived at the union headquarters.

"...I want to see Zhou Ze!" Chu Zhu didn't verify the identity of the gatekeeper at all, but just uttered this sentence and barged straight in.

"Huh? You... this, even if it is!" The guard at the gate was stunned. He recognized Chu Zhu's identity. To be fair, should Chu Zhu be allowed in now? However, Chu Zhu had set extremely strict rules, which was that no matter who it was or what they did, they needed to be certified. Even he himself was not allowed to do it... Zhou Ze followed the rules and strictly carried out all of Chu Zhu's orders after Chu Zhu left.

However, even if he wanted to stop her, Chu Zhu had already rushed in. The guard ran his hand through his hair, torn between his respect for Chu Zhu and his obligation to obey orders. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and follow.

Along the way, Chu Zhu was followed by five people at the very end. These five people wanted to stop him but dared not, and were even less able to stop him.

Chu Zhu remained expressionless and kicked the door to the Director-General's office. With a loud bang, the door was kicked open.

Five people: “!!!”

They were almost scared to death! Although it was a wooden door, it was very thick. Was that kick really something a human could deliver?
then……

Their expressions froze.

Zhou Ze's head hung from the ceiling chandelier, quietly gazing at the group of people who entered.

Chu Zhu looked up and met Zhou Ze's lifeless eyes.

(End of this chapter)