When Xie Zhi woke up, there was an empty white ceiling above his head.
The unfamiliar room was quiet, and he was lying on a soft single bed.
This is the best bed he has ever laid on since time travel.
His body was not torn into pieces, and his consciousness was very clear. Only the soreness all over his body and the burning hunger in his stomach made Xie Zhi realize that he had actually experienced death again.
There was a moment when Xie Zhi felt that life was very strange. It had only been two days since he traveled to the present, but he had faced death three times.
The moon head of Tianguang Building got into his own thinking palace and tried to replace himself; in the Third Hospital, the riot caused by the bird-head masked man pushed himself to the edge of being lignified; he finally solved the pollution field in the Third Hospital, Before he could escape successfully, the monitor man who broke out halfway caught him into a conference room full of monitors, and the blue digital head tore his body into pieces with a contract.
If not for the timely support of soldiers and mediators from the Qing Dynasty at the critical moment, his life might have come to an end here.
Xie Zhi sighed.
Is the giant moon world really so "dangerous"? Do ordinary people living under the light of the huge moon really face this kind of power that destroys cities and even the world every day?
I don't believe it.
In a world that can run smoothly and even prosper, no matter how many supernatural powers it has, ordinary people's lives will certainly not be affected by supernatural powers every day.
Therefore, there is only one possible explanation for the fact that I was exposed to three emergencies in two days, and even faced three deaths in two days.
That is, there must be some kind of specialness in oneself.
Just like what was said in a comic I read in my previous life, "substitutes are attracted to each other." When you have special characteristics, you unintentionally become the center of a certain vortex.
This specialness allowed me to travel from the world in my previous life, and at the same time, it also attracted the desperate organizations I encountered. They wanted to kill me on the first day I traveled, and then became obsessed with this special difference in me. Eat it.
Is it because of "spiritual entanglement" caused by time travel?
Or is it because of the matter of traveling from a parallel world itself?
Let yourself become "Tang Monk Flesh", like a torch in the darkness in the eyes of supernatural forces and supernatural organizations.
Xie Zhi fell into deep thinking for a long time, until he heard the sound of the iron door of the room being pushed open with a "squeak".
Thoughts were interrupted.
Xie Zhi turned his head to look at the person coming.
Not a doctor, not a nurse.
It was a girl who was a head shorter than him.
The girl has a high ponytail and thick round glasses on the bridge of her nose.
Her appearance is not very outstanding. If placed among the beauties, she would be like a glass of boiled water mixed in among the sweet drinks. A little light but kind, like a neighbor's little sister who loves to study.
When the girl came in, Xie Zhi turned his face when he heard the sound, and happened to see the girl's face.
Xie Zhi noticed that under the round glasses, the girl's eyes were red, as if they had been rubbed hard.
Xie Zhi stared at the girl, and the girl stared at Xie Zhi.
She squeezed out a smile and wanted to say something, but immediately she retracted the smile, quickly covered her mouth with her hands, and squatted down to hide her petite body. Into the knee.
Xie Zhi was startled by such a move, and then became a little at a loss.
That girl seems to be...crying?
Is it because of yourself?
Xie Zhi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to do.
His intuition told him that the girl's crying must be related to him.
Now it was best for him to remain silent and wait for the girl to recover from her uncontrollable sadness.
Xie Zhi stood up from the bed and looked silently at the girl squatting on the ground and covering her mouth.
The girl's shoulders shrugged slightly and her eyes were closed.
After a while, the girl's shoulders shrugged a little more, she took off her glasses and threw them aside, and her head was buried deeper in her knees.
Xie Zhi vaguely heard the girl sobbing, and heard her biting her lip in order to control her emotions.
Time passed by minute by second, and by the end of the tenth minute, the girl's shoulders finally calmed down.
The girl sat on the ground with her hands on her knees, her head buried deeply in her knees.
Xie Zhi heard the girl let out a long sigh, then revealed her face and stared at Xie Zhi in a daze.
Her entire eye sockets were red. When she wasn't wearing glasses, Xie Zhi saw a small mole in the corner of her right eye, and the tear stain was on the edge of the small mole.
"My name is Bai Shui."
The girl finally spoke, in a weak voice, as if she was talking to herself, or as if she was talking in her sleep.
"I think, facing today's Crazy Mr. Scissors, maybe I should introduce myself again."
"After all, from the first moment I saw you, I knew... Mr. Xie Zhi was dead."
"It should have started with the C-level mission in Tianguang Building. From that time on, Mr. Xie Zhi ceased to exist."
"I'm so stupid, really. I thought that there would be no problems with a 100% success rate, but I never thought that for a person like Mr. Xie Zhi who walks on the edge of danger, any failure would cause him to plummet abyss……"
Having said this, Bai Shui slowly lowered his raised head into his knees again.
She was silent for a moment before continuing.
"To make you laugh. To show you how ugly the operator is."
"In the past, I occasionally felt that Mediator No. 4's limit on the grieving time of the Qing Dynasty Masters was too harsh. It wasn't until I encountered such a thing myself that I realized that without this ten-minute limit, I might not even be able to say anything. Don’t come out.”
"Mr. Xie Zhi and I have been cooperating for six years. Mr. Xie Zhi always said that after the seventh year, when we are tired of each other's roles as operators and operators, we will report to the headquarters to change me, and then confess to me and change to a new one. We need to get to know each other again through their identities. Now, this kind of expansion will never happen."
"It can only exist in my imagination, just like I imagine that one day I can wear a red hijab and be taken off by Mr. Xie Zhi. You know, for me, Mr. Xie Zhi decided to choose me as his Starting from my dedicated operator, Mr. Xie Zhi is my hero."
Baishui's tone was steady and slow. Her eyes were lowered and she was not in contact with Xie Zhi, but she kept talking about memories related to "Mr. Xie Zhi".
Xie Zhi sat on the bed and listened silently. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it because he knew that the "Mr. Xie Zhi" Baishui mentioned was not him.
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Xie Zhi sitting over there."
Bai Shui lowered his gaze and showed an apologetic smile.
"I can't look you in the eye now. Because when I see your face and think that the Mr. Xie Zhi I know is no longer in this body, I want to cry."
"I'm such a weak and cowardly girl. I'm really sorry. I've only been able to sort out information for you behind your back..."
Xie Zhi sighed, the girl's words made him feel panicked.
After hearing this, no matter how slow he was, he understood what happened.
In this body, the original owner is dead. I traveled to Xie Zhi's body at the moment of his death. But in the final analysis, I am a time traveler. In the skin of myself, "Xie Zhi", I have traveled around. soul.
But now, with the emergencies caused by the digital people of the Miracle Organization, and the subsequent emergency rescue by the soldiers and mediators responsible for the clearance, my identity as a time traveler can no longer be concealed, and is revealed by the little girl in front of me. learn.
And this little girl named Baishui, this little girl who blows her own rainbow farts crazily on the switchboard, has been working with the man he calls "Mr. Xie Zhi" for six full years.
"Maybe... the original Xie Zhi is not dead?"
Xie Zhi hesitated for a long time before he could bear the torment in his heart and finally spoke,
"At least, Xie Zhi's body was still warm when I came."
Baishui's face buried between her knees shook slightly. She raised her eyes to look at Xie Zhi, and then quickly lowered her eyes.
"You are so gentle, as considerate as the original Mr. Xie Zhi."
"But, if Mr. Xie Zhi's soul is still alive, you can't enter his body."
"The fact that you can come into his body means that he has left and disappeared without a trace."
"This kind of time-travel is not common, but corresponding records can still be found in the archives. In the archives I can access, there have been more than ten parallel world time-travel events in the past fifty years, and each time The occurrence is all based on the death of the original owner."
Xie Zhi was silent again.
Indeed, if the original Xie Zhi was still alive, how could he possibly time travel into his body?
Whether there are two personalities in one mind, or the memories of oneself and his are confused with each other, it is actually equivalent to erasing the two original souls and piecing together a third one.
And just when Xie Zhi was silent, Baishui spoke again,
"This is not your problem, you don't have to blame yourself too much."
"When it comes to time travel, neither the party who dies nor the party who travels has any control over it."
"But from a personal emotional point of view, I still can't accept that a stranger has come to Mr. Xie Zhi. He will live in this world as the new Mr. Xie Zhi, and I will continue to be his operator. "
"This is not your problem. Don't blame yourself."
Bai Shui repeated again, then slowly stood up and bowed deeply towards Xie Zhi who was sitting on the bed.
"Thank you very much for your trust and companionship over the past six years! But in the days to come, I will no longer be Mr. Xie Zhi's exclusive operator. Bai Shui No. 106 has applied to the headquarters to let me retire from the liaison team. Here, I will join the aftermath team and be responsible for operational tasks related to the contaminated site!"
Baishui straightened up, and Xie Zhi saw that Baishui's eyes were filled with tears again.
Bai Shui lowered his head again and raised his second deep bow.
"I'm really sorry for Mr. Xie Zhi! I know that although Mr. Xie Zhi is dead, the new Mr. Xie Zhi must also be a professional cleaner with good character and noble sentiments, otherwise it will not be solved in two days. Two pollution sites, I’m really sorry! Because of my willfulness, it may be difficult for you to assign a new exclusive operator for a long time in the future, but please Mr. Xie Zhi understands my difficulties..."
Xie Zhi was silent. He could vaguely understand Baishui's feelings. Yes, if he thought about it from his perspective, if a stranger traveled back to his body in a previous life and had no memory of his own, it might be difficult for his parents and friends to accept this. "A new self appears in my body."
He wanted to say something, but what he wanted to say ended up being a sigh.
"I understand. If it were me, I would probably make the same choice."
Xie Zhi said.
Bai Shui raised her head again. Her eyes were extremely red and bloodshot, like a frightened rabbit.
She looked deeply at Xie Zhi, and then bent down for the third time.
This time, Baishui's voice seemed a little restrained.
Xie Zhi noticed that there was a patch of moisture on the carpet, and the moment he turned his attention to it, a few more tears fell from Bai Shui's cheeks.
"I'm really sorry……"
"After I leave, until you find a new exclusive liaison officer, the liaison work regarding Crazy Scissors will be temporarily handed over to No. 127 Qi Xi."
"You know, she's the personal liaison to the Black Keyboard."
Bai Shui raised her head for the third time. She picked up the thick glasses on the ground and put them on her eyes again.
Then he turned his head and left the room without saying a word.
Only then did Xie Zhi notice that there were two people standing outside the room.
One of them is Wang Dashui.
The other one is a smartly dressed woman.
Wearing a black suit, she has a slender figure, and her short black hair goes around her ears and falls neatly to the base of her neck.
