July 5, 2024.
Before the early morning mist had completely dispersed, Sixty-Three dialed the mysterious confidential number.
There are only two days left before the departure date. Will it be too late for Bai Lu's condition?
He didn't dare to provoke the Almighty Hand. Such a weak body was no match for Ring Finger.
But day by day, Jiang Bailu showed no improvement. He had to do something - follow the original time trajectory, follow the basic composition of Jiang Xueming's life events, and follow this successful path to copy another [beautiful paradise].
He couldn't bear the crying and hissing of his sister in the ward.
These sounds were like rusty knives, repeatedly cutting into his soul.
Nightmares also plagued him. He had not slept for two days and a lot of white hair had grown on the back of his head.
After surviving this level, sixty-three——
——He said to himself.
No matter how hard it is, as long as you get through it, everything will get better.
Unlike Jiang Xueming, Liushi wants to look in the mirror all the time.
He was so frightened that he looked like a zombie. It had been many, many years, and he had never felt that his body was so weak, so powerless.
In front of the torrent of fate, he is like a rootless duckweed, only at the mercy of others.
His eye sockets were sunken, and there seemed to be a black air coming out of his cheeks and between his brows.
A long, cold and anxious tone came from the mobile phone. After ringing five or six times in a row, no one answered.
This made Sixty-Three anxious and uneasy but also vaguely looking forward to——
—until a hello came over the loudspeaker.
"Is it Mr. Sixty-three?"
The sound seemed to have been specially processed by electric current. It was like electronic synthesized sound, and it was impossible to distinguish between men, women, old and young.
"I..." Sixty-three immediately said excitedly: "It's me, it's me, it's me. You're looking for me, right? I'll go to Jiujie Station right away, I'll be there right away!"
BOSS: "Is this Mr. Sixty-three?"
"No, no, no! I am Jiang Xueming, I am Jiang Xueming!" Sixty-three's eyes gradually became dull, as if he had never lived before. He explained in a panic: "I am Jiang Xueming, I am Jiang Xueming..."
BOSS: "Don't worry, Mr. Sixty-three, I will arrange a driver for you."
"When? When will Xiaoqi come?" Sixty-three asked repeatedly: "Also, can the panacea be delivered immediately?"
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Sixty-three, I can't answer so many questions at the same time." BOSS changed the subject and immediately said seriously: "I know the reality is cruel to you, but there are many things we have to accept. .”
Sixty-three: "What do you mean by this..."
BOSS: "Bring your ticket, I'll be there soon."
Sixty-three: "What do you mean by this? Hey! Explain it to me clearly!"
The phone has been hung up——
——A terrible chill gradually enveloped Sixty-Three’s heart.
From beginning to end, he believed that the power of the regret medicine had brought him back to the endless time, and he was living in a peaceful and happy paradise. But I never realized it was a dream. ….
Now that things have happened, Aohun Mingde immediately revealed the truth about his origin from FE204863, which left him at a loss.
Could it be that Aohun Mingde already knew?
Does it know everything?
"I traveled through endless time and finally came to this fertile land, to this heaven..." Sixty-three was covered in cold sweat. The reflection in the mirror was so young, but his expression had a strange and inexplicable old age. , "Now I am like a sneaky stowaway! I have been discovered by the coast guard, Ao Mingde? The question is - what will it do?"
"Will it reject me? No, no, no...it's only interested in profit.
, will definitely not reject me..."
"It will never throw me into the cold sea and drown me. After all, I have already suffered a loss once. No, no, no, no... no, no, no..."
A strong sense of uneasiness almost engulfed him.
"My abilities are invincible in the world, and my soul power is indestructible - it should understand this, it understands! It will never be stupid enough to go against me. Even FE33031's proud and ruthless virtue should be in the other me, I tasted all the sweetness in another Jiang Xueming..."
Sixty-three looked at his hands, then clenched his fists.
"My essence, the potential contained in my body, my abundant and abundant soul power!"
"These are all things it craves, so it's not me that should be afraid! It's it that should be afraid!"
"The one who should be feeling uneasy is Ao Hun Ming De!"
Sixty-three’s eyes were bloodshot, accompanied by a powerful spell——
——He seemed to have found some strength and a little bit of courage.
"Brother...Brother...Xue Ming...Brother Xueming..." A feeble call came from the sanatorium ward.
Sixty-three set off immediately. He heard Bai Lu talking in her sleep while she was sleeping, still struggling with the nightmare and the pain. It makes you tremble when you hear it, and you feel chill when you touch it.
He wanted to touch Bai Lu's forehead, but he didn't dare to reach out, as if it was not his sister who contracted the strange disease, but himself.
The doctor sent a letter of comfort, which has two meanings: conservative treatment and critical illness notification——
——The patient’s family members should be mentally prepared to lose their loved ones.
Unlike Xueming from FE33031, Liushi was unable to accept this kind of written notification.
He had already signed this thin document once, with thick and terrifying handwriting, the three words Jiang Xueming, the strokes were like twisted snakes, with unparalleled regret and pain, it turned into a sanatorium exemption. Support for the statement.
Sixty Three: "Take this paper away!"
The attending doctor was surprised and astonished, but was still trying to comfort and dissuade the frail young man in front of him.
"I can understand how you feel. This is a sanatorium..."
"How many patients do you treat every day?" Sixty-three angrily interrupted the doctor, interrupting the official formula that had been said countless times: "I won't sign it, I won't... I want you to do your best. Go all out to save my sister, you have no way out, you have no way out - I'm looking at you, before I come back, if she has any shortcomings, my medical trouble will definitely make you lose your job, not only your job, but also Your life will be completely ruined. This is a death threat. You have to think clearly, you must think clearly..."
The attending doctor's expression changed. When the little man grabbed his collar, he was so strong. ….
Sixty-three then said: "I won't allow any strangers to get close to her, especially your new interns, understand? I will pay you, a lot of money."
The doctor nodded: "I...I understand."
"No, no, no, no... no. You don't know." Sixty Three pulled the doctor's name tag: "HK Anshan Health Center, Ward 405, Building 2, Sanatorium, Dr. Li Kangming, I have investigated your personal information. You get up at 8:40 every day, and you especially like the espresso at Xijiekou."
Sixty-three pulled the doctor in front of him, narrowing the height difference, and their faces got closer and closer.
"You will wait for more than fifteen minutes for this cup of coffee. You don't care even if you stand in line for half an hour. You don't care if you are late."
A long scarlet tongue spit out from the white sharp fangs.
Sixty-three then said——
"——For you, the salary deducted for lateness is calculated based on performance, which is one thousand two hundred yuan per month. You don't care about the money at all. You think sleep and coffee are so good. The quality of life is far better than this. One thousand two hundred dollars is important."
Dr. Kang Ming finally realized that something was wrong.
"Now, I want to tell you." Sixty-three stuffed the card back into Kang
In Dr. Ming's breast pocket: "The cost of being late is definitely more than one thousand two hundred yuan. It may become your wife, it may become your parents, it may become your child. There is no regret medicine in the world."
"Yes...yes..." Dr. Kang Ming gasped for air. He nodded vigorously, not daring to look at the devil at all: "I know...I understand..."
"Then let's strengthen the memory." Sixty-three held Dr. Li Kangming's chin: "The person in front of you is not an ordinary medical troublemaker. He doesn't want money. Do you understand?"
Li Kangming: "I understand...I understand..."
Sixty-three: "He is a freak, a desperado who licks blood from his knife. He is a person who will do what he says, including this month's medical bills, all additional expenses, and donations to Anshan Health Center The charity funds are all ready to be transferred to the designated account, do you understand?"
Li Kangming: "Understood."
Sixty-three: "So forget your espresso, Dr. Lee, go to bed earlier every day, and cherish your peaceful and comfortable life. I will not sign this light piece of paper because it puts too much pressure on me." It’s too heavy—I can’t bear it alone.”
Li Kangming: "I...I know."
Close your eyes and take a deep breath——
——Sixty-three finally showed a satisfied expression. The pleasure of controlling other people's life and death, almost like strangling fate by the throat, finally returned to his heart.
Through the window, he could see the toilet at the end of the corridor in the hospital, and the scary but handsome young face in the mirror in front of the sink in the bathroom.
——Every day is so exciting!
Soon he will return to the Prince's Hall and embark on the [Glorious Path] that Ling Weng is on.
Taking two tickets, he put on a khaki shirt and walked out.
He had not closed his eyes for forty-eight hours, worried about Bai Lu's condition, and full of expectations and fears about the uncertain and unknown path of life.
He stepped forward in vain, stepping on the dry cypress leaves that had been burned by the sun, making a crackling sound, just like the flesh that had too much water during cremation and evaporated in the blazing flames. ….
The piercing horns were like vicious needles. Every time they sounded, he was so weak that even his heart began to ache - because he was about to meet another very important person in his life.
Nine five two seven.
Bai Zijin.
Sixty-three silently chanted: "Qingqing..."
There was a dark car parked on a secluded, remote woodland road outside the porch.
It was a Volga, a Volga that Sixty-Three was extremely familiar with and yet extremely unfamiliar to.
The two round headlights looked like the eyes of a beast, staring straight at him.
Sixty-three knocked on the car window, and the back door opened immediately——
——He sat in the back seat and saw the navy blue suit shoulder sleeves and the white gloves pressed on the steering wheel.
He was mentally prepared and finally tried to peek into the waiter's eyes from the special angle of the rearview mirror.
"white..."
"Superise!——Mr. Sixty-three!"
An extremely strange woman smiled playfully towards the back seat, revealing her ferocious canine teeth.
Sixty-three was as if he had seen a ghost, and was extremely frightened: "Who are you? Who is ***?!"
The woman turned her head, took off her hat, and pulled her eyelids to make a face while showing off her golden linear holes: "I'm here to pick you up personally! My SSR brackets have been blackened, and the brackets are complete."
"What's going on! What's going on!" Sixty-three covered his mouth, feeling a strong sense of nausea. All familiar things became unfamiliar in an instant——
--disturbed!
- So disturbing!
——It’s so disturbing!
"Who do you think I am? Kicked 9527? Asked her to get off work early? And then replaced her and came to you Sichun***?" Aohen Mingde combed the hair on his head: "Like me This anthropomorphic body? I specifically want Vic
Please write me more beautifully! In case you and I meet again after a long separation, it would be awkward to look at each other. "
She is five and a half feet tall, has slender fingers after taking off her gloves, and has clever and cunning eyes. The nose and mouth are small, and the eyes are big. Except for the dark hair and cat ears, she looks like an American female imp.
"Ao ruthless Mingde?!" Sixty-three's eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and there were more and more questions in his heart.
Why?
Why in this time and space, Ao Mingde came back to personally pick up such a little guy like him?
Why does it seem to know everything? Know everything about time travel!
Why is it a woman? What's going on with the Victor it's talking about?
Have I fallen under the spell of [Hell's Highway]? Are you controlled by this guy David Victor?
What a mess! My head is so messed up!
"Don't think about it, sixty-three. Some things become more complicated the more you think about them." BOSS took out a ball of wool from the storage compartment, then put it on the passenger seat and started patting it, like a cat's nature. When I see this kind of toy, I lose all my sense and say, "Let me guess what you are dreaming about?"
Immediately afterwards——
——The BOSS was like a smart guy who couldn't stop for a moment, kneeling on the driver's seat, tilting his head and yelling towards the back seat.
"You must be thinking! What on earth is going on? Damn it, why did you have such a smooth journey through rebirth, but you killed me, the Living King of Hell, in the middle of the journey? Right? You must be thinking about these things!"...
Sixty-three shouted: "Four years! I've been here for four years!"
"Yes! Starting from the age of seventeen..." BOSS raised his index finger and smeared red nail polish on the bridge of Sixty-Three's nose: "You follow FE33031's survival path and follow his life trajectory. It has been four years, and you have been looking forward to it so much - hoping that in this ceremony, you can have a life as lucky as him. This is your paradise, right?! FE204863!"
"***Know everything? That's not right...something's wrong!" Sixty-three immediately began to bite his nails. He nervously speculated on all the possibilities: "Could it be that the awakened soul power of FE33031 is still a regret medicine? Could it be that he took you Sent back here? Could it be that there is more than one Hongshan Stone? Could it be that you and him have reached a more secure and reliable agreement? Could it be that I...I finally can't escape...I..."
"Gather all the spilled energy and all the divergent thoughts back." The BOSS slapped him on the left and right, waking up the weak Sixty-three in front of him. "It's not as complicated as you think, Mr. Sixty-three." . You just simply had a dream."
"Dream? How is it possible! How can there be such a real dream in the world!" Sixty-three immediately denied: "No, no, no, no! Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I have stayed in this time and space for more than a thousand years. God! Every day, every minute, every second is so torturous! I live my life carefully, just afraid that the process of the ceremony will go wrong in the slightest, and the result will not be as perfect as expected. If I can't perfectly reproduce FE33031's Life, what is the meaning of everything I have done? BOSS! BOSS! Aohun Mingde! You are right! Am I dreaming? You will become like this and appear in my head, Driving 9527 away and becoming my driver, this is just a dream, right?!"
"Am I provoking you with my appearance like this?" Aohen Mingde suddenly changed from excitement to boredom: "I also think Victor did a good job. The character sketch he drew by himself, thousands of people present Many VIPs thought it was pretty good, but a few of them said it was too gaudy. I threw them directly from the top of the fifty-first floor. Whether they survived or not depends on their own abilities. It’s harvest season. Like a woman's aunt, she has a very bad temper."
Sixty-three is almost crazy.
"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand you at all! BOSS! BOSS! BOSS!"
"As for the more than a thousand days you spent in this time and space..." Ao Hen Mingde thought with his chin in his hands, and then revealed a sinister smile: "The time in dreams is very different from reality. People are here During the brain active period during sleep, it only takes forty-five minutes to dream for a day or two, or even
A week's dream - I know you need to be mentally prepared to accept this fact, so..."
Sixty-three's face was as ugly as a dead person.
"So? So what? So what?"
Ao ruthless Mingde sold it out——
"——The questions have to be asked one by one, and I have to answer them one by one, hehe! Let me answer your first and most rude question first, which is why I am like this!"
Sixty-three is almost instinctive, seeking a sense of security: "Why?"
Aohhen Mingde stepped on the accelerator hard: "Because my short legs, which are 40 centimeters tall! I can't step on Volga's accelerator at all!"
The sudden push on the back made Sixty-three lose consciousness, and then everything began to rush wildly.
Aohen Mingde was cheering, grabbing Liusan's head and pulling him to the front seat, leaving a bright red kiss on his cheek.
"Hahahahahahaha! Hahahahaha! Mr. Sixty-three! Please sit tight! We will take you to Jiujie Station right now!"
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"Ah, yes, yes, add this, add this!" BOSS stood on Victor's lap expectantly, licking his lips with his little tongue, and his eyes began to glow green, "Is it easy to write? Is it easy to write? Look at him ! He is like a work of art! The sense of oppression he brings to people, even if the physical body is so weak, the mental power and soul are shining! I dare not think about it anymore, 呲嘘呲嘘呲嘘(Licking his paws), when I think that your student will become like this in the future, I can't help but want to bully him!"
Teacher Victor frowned and was controlling the tail of [Hell Highway] to carve new handwriting on Sixty-Three.
"No problem, I can continue the story."
Jiang Xueming looked like an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone.
"Why is it that at such a critical moment, there are still so many dramas?"
Xiaoqi stayed with her lover and spoke her hometown dialect like Mr. Wen Bucai.
"I don't know."
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