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but……

Where is that ghost?

The ghost that destroyed the world was neither the red ghost nor the female ghost. He had already confirmed it with his mental flow, but the system did not give a definite answer.

But none of the ghosts that have appeared so far match this description!

He had only seen a handful of ghosts—porcelain figurines, dolls, shopping mall ghosts, red thread monsters, and the female ghost singing "The Day Is Short." But these ghosts had either been ruled out, or their abilities were inappropriate, or they simply didn't seem like beings capable of destroying the world.

So where is the real culprit?

Is there anything else he overlooked?

Just as he was lost in thought, An Ling beside him suddenly felt her legs go weak, as if all her strength had been drained away. Her knees buckled, and she knelt on the cold ground.

Xiang Yu quickly helped An Ling up beside him. Looking at her pale face, he suddenly remembered that An Ling's voice was exactly the same as the female ghost's.

Could it be... that An Ling and that female ghost have some kind of connection?

An Ling said that the handwriting in the diary she had was exactly the same as her own, but she had never written such a diary. The strokes of every word, the habits of every punctuation mark, and even the way she corrected mistakes were all the same, as if the same person had written it at different times.

Xiangyu initially overlooked this small detail due to a lack of information. At that time, he was still figuring out the rules of this world and trying to survive, and he simply didn't have the energy to think about these things. But now that he has enough information, he can bring this detail to the forefront.

perhaps……

This diary was written by An Ling, only it was written by An Ling from the future.

After writing her diary, she sent it back to the past, back to the present, and back into her own hands.

Or perhaps...

The female ghost is actually An Ling, but from the future...

Anling is someone who has experienced some terrible event.

Anling is someone who uses every ounce of her strength to try and change her fate.

The sequence of events is becoming clearer, like a fog slowly dissipating. The truth is gradually emerging.

Xiang Yu looked at the mirror in his hand again.

Xiang Yu has now returned to the time when he was about to look in the mirror. He looks at the round mirror in his hand, and the image in it is still a twitching figure.

The humanoid figures were trembling violently, their limbs shaking at an eerie frequency, as if struck by an invisible electric current.

No, that's not a convulsion!

"Ji Zhuo, do you have a watch?!" Xiang Yu immediately shouted at Ji Zhuo.

"A watch? I do have one..." Ji Zhuo was taken aback. Why did he ask for a mirror just now, and now he wants a watch?

Li Yiheng had no idea that he had just "died" once; he was still excitedly helping others shuffle the cards.

Ji Zhuo rolled up his sleeve, revealing a watch on it. It was a very ordinary digital watch with a black strap and a silver dial.

"What's wrong, Section Chief Xiang?"

"Look at the time!"

"Time... Ah, let me see." He looked down and froze.

Time... is speeding up!

The second hand on the watch face spun forward like crazy, more than ten times faster than before!

"this……"

Ji Zhuo was dumbfounded. In the time it took him to freeze, the second hand had already completed a full rotation.

"Time is speeding up." Xiang Yu realized the problem. "What's in the mirror isn't twitching, but time itself is accelerated, ten times faster, which appears as twitching to us."

"Time is getting faster and faster?" Ji Zhuo scratched his head. "Indeed, I also feel that these past few days have been passing by faster and faster..."

After shuffling the cards, Li Yiheng began dealing: "What? Isn't that the power of a doll? Like being able to skip a period of time or something..."

"We've all fallen into a mental trap, assuming that similar phenomena must have the same underlying cause." Xiang Yu paused. "For example, if I step on your feet, your mouths will open; if I press the switch under the trash can, the trash can's mouth will open. Are you two structured like a trash can?"

"Ah..." The two of them had no way to refute it.

Indeed, similar phenomena do not necessarily mean similar causes. Dolls can skip time, but that doesn't mean all time anomalies are caused by dolls.

"I didn't speed up the time, but it is indeed getting faster, and it's gradual, getting faster and faster over time." Xiang Yu looked at the situation in the mirror, and then used it to show Ji Zhuo.

Ji Zhuo's reflection in the mirror also became a blurry image.

"In other words, the mirror is actually reflecting our increasingly faster pace of time; it's reminding me of this problem." Xiang Yu took a deep breath. "The fact that things around us are becoming increasingly dilapidated is also because time is moving faster and faster."

The peeling paint is caused by accelerated aging of the walls over time.

Dust accumulates because time accelerates, causing everything to decay rapidly.

Even they themselves may be aging without realizing it, but the speed is not fast enough to be noticed.

"Ouch..."

Suddenly, Ai Bowu's voice rang out. Xiang Yu turned around and saw that the other person seemed to have slowly woken up and was listening to Xiang Yu speak with his eyes half open.

"Big brother... what you just said about time passing faster and faster sounds so familiar..."

"What's wrong?" Xiang Yu looked at Ai Bowu, quite curious about what the other person could think of.

"Well... I feel like time moved so slowly when I was little. My parents said they'd take me to the amusement park the day after tomorrow, but it felt like it would be ages before I could go." Ai Bowu rubbed his head. "But now, if you say you're going to do something the day after tomorrow, it feels like it's just around the corner."

"When I was a child, a year felt so long, like it would never end. Now, a year goes by in the blink of an eye, and before I know it, it's gone."

"..." Xiang Yu's eyes widened.

"W-what's wrong, boss?" Ai Baiwu noticed that Xiang Yu's expression was off.

"Time seems to be passing faster and faster..." Xiang Yu murmured, "This certainly reflects the feeling of growing up."

Everyone has this feeling: when we were young, time seemed to pass very slowly, but when we grow up, time seems to pass very quickly.

This is a universal human experience.

But what if the world itself was constructed according to a person's growth trajectory?

"Schools prohibit early romantic relationships, ceramic figurines, dolls, music in shopping malls, toy stores, children's playgrounds..." He paused again, "This also fits the process of a girl growing up... only in reverse."

Infancy, childhood, adolescence...

These ghosts, these scenes, these rules...

They do not appear randomly.

They are arranged in a certain order.

They are a microcosm of a person's life.

"This world..."

Xiang Yu suddenly looked at An Ling, his eyes filled with shock and a deep sorrow.

Destroy this world...

"Brother Xiang, what's wrong?" An Ling asked weakly.