The game is only half finished, and the entire internet is begging for an update!

That evening, just as it was getting dark.

Chen Che, a college student and hardcore gamer, had been playing games all day and was now mechanically scrolling through various updates on Weibo.

He had just engaged in a heated debate on a gaming forum, the content of which was nothing more than arguing about the use of various officials in the context of the game "I Found the Imperial Seal of the State!"

Just as he was rubbing his sore eyes and preparing to shut down his computer to rest for a while, the homepage refreshed and a post with almost no views popped up among several popular videos.

【Chaoxi·Liuxing Animation Studio】

"Morning and evening? Which morning and evening?"

His first reaction wasn't even surprise, but doubt.

When did another animation studio called "Liubai Animation Studio" suddenly appear?

Moreover, the account only has a handful of followers, yet the first video dares to directly use the words "morning and evening." Are people now so blatant about riding the coattails of trending topics?

Just moments ago, Chaoxi made a huge splash across the internet with "The Nation Soars," and now someone has registered a fake account and posted some kind of micro-movie. Does Chaoxi's legal department think they're pushovers?

Chen Che casually clicked on the homepage, intending to see what the comments section was saying, but the verification section made him pause for a moment.

[Company Certification: Animation Studio under Chaoxi Games]

"..."

Is that really true?

Chen Che instantly perked up.

He clicked back on the post, looked at the dark cover, glanced at the words "Butterfly Era," and finally couldn't resist clicking on it.

Video loading...

The screen was initially completely dark.

A few seconds later, a string of cold white text appeared in the center of the screen.

【平行世界·2026年11月14日，凌晨03:17】

[Lin'an City, Seventh Major Penalty Prison.]

[Security Level: Extinction-level Technological Crime]

The next second, the text faded away, and a piercing alarm suddenly tore through the silence.

"Warning! Unauthorized intrusion has occurred in Area A!"

"Prisoner No. 0714 is out of custody!"

"Seal off all exits immediately!"

The screen suddenly lit up.

Heavy rain pounded against the towering concrete walls, massive searchlights swept back and forth in the night, and drones swarmed overhead. Red alarm lights flashed wildly along the corridors, turning the once-silent prison corridors into chaos in an instant.

The lockdown order was repeatedly broadcast over the loudspeaker, footsteps came from all directions, and heavy blast doors slammed shut one after another.

The camera zooms in abruptly, revealing a soaking wet figure dragging another man in prison clothes as they run wildly down a rubble-strewn corridor.

Chen Che had been tilting his head to look.

In that instant, he sat up straight.

"Holy crap?"

"A prison break blockbuster?"

In the video, the man being dragged along has gray hair, a visible injury on his right leg, and a serial number printed on the chest of his prison uniform. He had only run a dozen meters when he stumbled and crashed into a wall, but the hooded man next to him didn't give him a chance to stop, grabbing his arm and continuing to push him forward.

The camera quickly pans across the old man's electronic file.

Name: Gu Changchuan

[Former Occupation: Chief Researcher, Xinghai Joint Scientific Research Institute]

[Crimes: Major technology crimes, illegal human experimentation, endangering public safety...]

[Verdict: Life imprisonment without parole.]

Upon seeing this, Chen Che frowned.

the scientist?

Major technology crime?

Why should we save this kind of person?

"Professor, we must leave here!"

The old man stumbled as he was pulled, completely bewildered: "Leave? Do you know where you are? Escaping from prison is a serious crime! I used to have a chance to live, but now you've done this, it's a death sentence!"

The young man didn't stop; he simply kicked open the safety door in front of him and dragged him into the next passage.

"Not leaving is also a death sentence."

The professor was taken aback.

What death penalty? What's wrong with you? You're the criminal law!

The young man finally turned to him, staring at him: "The world is about to be destroyed, don't you know?"

"The end of the world is coming soon!"

"You have to go out and save the world!"

professor:"……"

"The end of the world...?"

The professor was pulled so hard by the young man that he stumbled.

He looked at the young man in front of him as if he were a madman.

Then, very seriously, he said, "What nonsense are you spouting? I'm only being detained and investigated for suspected violations in my superconducting particle collider experiment, and you're talking to me about the end of the world?!"

"No time to explain, stick close to me!"

"No, I suggest you let me go now and turn yourself in to the prison guards. You're still young, and if you show a good attitude in admitting your guilt, there might still be hope."

The young man almost laughed in anger, but still pulled him into the side passage: "Even a prodigal son has to be a prodigal son to turn over a new leaf. I'm at most a prodigal son who has turned over a new leaf, not an innocent good person, so don't try to persuade me."

The two had only run a dozen meters when they suddenly heard orderly footsteps coming from around the corner ahead.

The professor's expression changed.

The young man, however, seemed to have known all along. Without even glancing ahead, he kicked open a maintenance door on the right.

"Don't go ahead, hide here first."

The professor was taken aback. This kid seemed so familiar. Soon, the footsteps outside were getting closer and closer.

After the group of people left.

The professor watched as one figure after another passed by through the crack in the door, then slowly looked at the young man.

"you……"

The young man didn't give him a chance to speak, and whispered, "Let's go."

Over the next few minutes, the professor's expression became increasingly strange.

This young man seems to know a little too much about this prison.

He knows where the security cameras are, and he knows which doors can be kicked open...

The professor finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Are you an insider here?

"Are you testing me instead of conducting a drill?"

"no."

"Have you been to jail here before?"

"no."

"How do you know this leads to the cafeteria...?"

"Let me tell you, I'm so old, I can't withstand this kind of test!"

"Because I've been here."

The professor was about to say something nonsensical: "Aren't you right here?"

The young man continued, "Many times."

The professor slowed his pace.

The young man turned to look at him, and for the first time, the impatience on his face was gone.

"professor."

"To be honest, this isn't the first time I've come to rescue you."

The flashing alarm lights in the corridor cast flickering light on his face.

The professor was stunned.

The young man didn't explain further, but simply tightened his grip on his wrist: "So stop asking questions and come with me. I've studied this exit many times; it should be the one with the highest success rate so far."

"..."

The professor was almost speechless after hearing that sentence.

"Wait a moment."

"What do you mean by 'you've studied this exit many times'?"

"Literal meaning."

"What about the previous times?"

The young man paused for a moment.

"You are dead."

professor:"……"

"Once you died in an underground parking lot, another time you were shot by a sniper as soon as you stepped out, and yet another time we had run several kilometers away, but you insisted that you had low blood sugar."

The professor's eyes widened: "You knew I have low blood sugar?"

"certainly!"

The young man quickly pulled a piece of candy from his pocket and stuffed it directly into the professor's hand.

"You eat first!"

"Don't be nervous, take a deep breath!"

The professor looked at the candy in his palm, then at the madman in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know which thing to be shocked about first.

But just then, the two of them rushed into the last underground passage.

"Finish eating, stop talking nonsense! Get up and come with me!"

The exit is just in the distance.

The professor's breathing became increasingly rapid, but he still couldn't help turning back to ask:

"You keep saying the world will end, so why did you save me? I'm a major tech crime criminal now. People outside want to erase my name from all textbooks."

He couldn't understand it, he just couldn't understand it! If what this person said was true, why did this messed-up world need an old scholar like him, half-buried in the ground, to save it? And why him of all people?!

The young man did not answer.

The professor seemed to suddenly realize something and gave a wry smile.

"Because of my research?"