Meng Fei finally struggled to wake up.
It was daytime, the sun was bright, and the white curtains were closed. It was probably not yet four o'clock in the afternoon.
The dark night he had just seen was just an illusion in a dream.
He wasn't lying in bed, but sleeping on the couch, covered with a blanket. The backpack that should have been left on the couch was placed on the floor.
There was already a person sleeping on the bed. He could see a head of dark red hair and a graceful figure that could not be concealed by the white quilt.
Miss Doll, Suzaku.
"Fortunately, the branch line is safe."
Meng Fei breathed a sigh of relief.
He had just chosen to take the initiative to cross over to the branch line when he was on the line between life and death.
To explain all this clearly, one must explain the new skills he mastered after the system reached the fifth level.
This skill once again broke through his cognitive limits and can be called a truly god-level skill called "Branch".
He can make this world "branch" at any time!
For example, male protagonists in movies are often troubled by whether to choose the first or second female lead. For him, this problem no longer exists.
He can choose both, and he will never be a scumbag!
Among other people's either-or choices, he can make two originally mutually exclusive choices at the same time.
But these two choices cannot appear in the same world line. Therefore, from now on, this world will have two branches, which are the legendary IF lines, or parallel worlds.
For example, before he set off this morning, he made two choices at the same time because he was worried about his safety along the way.
The first option is to stay in bed and miss the flight.
The second option is to wake up early and get on the plane on time.
He can choose one of these two options as the main line. He will continue to develop in the main line. The other IF line is a branch line. He can cross from the main line to the branch line at any time.
In this way, no matter whether he is in a plane crash or is attacked on the road in the main plot, there is still a backup branch plot in which he is still sleeping in bed.
As long as he crosses from the main line to the branch line, he can solve all misfortunes.
This ability is too abnormal, so there must be limits. After reading the system description and careful testing, he found that there are two main limitations:
First: Apart from the main line, he can at most open up a branch line. It is impossible to open many branches without limit.
If he opens a new branch, he will no longer be able to touch the old branch.
Second: The branch line can be maintained for up to twenty-four hours.
The main line is that it will continue as long as he doesn't die.
But the branch line will look like a road too far away from the main line in twenty-four hours, and he can no longer jump across it.
If he chooses to travel to the branch line, the main line world will immediately terminate and die permanently!
He could feel the cliff where the world disappeared. At this moment, he was like the ultimate judge of the entire universe. Once activated, the entire universe will immediately cease.
The branch line will become the main line and continue.
In addition to active travel, if he dies in the main line, he will also automatically travel to the alternate branch.
Of course, if he dies in both lines, he is still dead.
So in theory, if he was attacked in the hotel, as long as it had not been more than twenty-four hours before he got up, he could choose to abandon the main line and return to the backup branch that had not started at all and was still on the bed at Mu'en Hall in Wutong City.
But he didn't, because that backup branch had been covered by the new branch.
In Da Qiao Chiwu Restaurant, he not only rejected Miss Doll's request for help in the main plot, but he also made another choice and opened a branch plot to agree to her!
In the new branch line, he happily took a taxi with Miss Doll and arrived at the Marmot Hotel in Nanyun District.
Open house.
Along the way, he was thinking: Damn it, why am I such a scumbag?
But another voice said to myself:
I'm not a scumbag.
I just extended a selfless helping hand to a homeless girl.
He also thought of other plans. For example, ask an acquaintance in Rongdu for help?
For example, looking for Xiao Han?
But Xiao Han and Ai Ting had a good time on Zhangdao, and there was no way there could be any secrets between women.
As soon as I arrived in Rongdu, I took the strange woman who had taken ambiguous photos on the plane to Xiao Han and let Ai Ting know what she would think.
Or ask Li Mu to find a way to find a place to live?
No, that old man Li Mu is more LSP than him, so giving the beautiful doll lady to him is like putting a sheep in a tiger's mouth.
Therefore, the most dangerous way to secretly take Miss Doll to check out a room is actually the safest.
No, this is just a friendly exchange without any ambiguity, an academic discussion between origin scholars.
Of course, the most fundamental point is that he has no intention of using this branch line at all.
After being a scumbag for at most twenty-four hours, it will disappear forever, right?
This will not have any impact on the main storyline. Even if he was a scumbag. It's just that I passed through a branch line that has disappeared.
After finally getting my mind right, I entered the room and the endless temptations began.
As soon as Miss Doll entered the room, she couldn't wait to grab the bathroom and start taking a shower.
Although he couldn't see anything behind the glass wall through the curtains, the sound of the rushing water was already a cruel tease, making him completely sleepless.
He sat helplessly on the sofa, opened his notebook, and browsed the materials he needed to read when he went to the task force tomorrow.
After more than an hour, Miss Doll was washed and came out.
Meng Fei spurted nosebleeds on the spot.
She was wearing only a shirt, revealing two long, blindingly white legs.
"Why are you dressed like this? And why did you take my shirt?"
She threw over a large bag of changed clothes, from tops to skirts to underwear, all of which were neatly folded and packed inside.
"Can I not change out of my sweaty clothes when I'm on a plane?
"You can take my clothes to the laundry room for me when you go down."
"Why don't you go down by yourself?"
"Do you think I can go out dressed like this?"
"What about your change of clothes?"
"Didn't the luggage already be left on the plane?"
"I'll go out and buy it for you, and you'll pay me back later."
“No, no, no.
“You’re such a shoddy cheapie, this shirt is the limit I can tolerate.
"Besides, I never wear what others choose for me."
"..."
Meng Fei picked up the quilt on the bed and covered her, then dialed the number and asked the waiter to pick up the laundry.
After a while, the waiter took away the clothes.
Miss Doll was sitting on the bed, playing with her hair with her fingers a little boredly.
Meng Fei blocked his nostrils with toilet paper rolls, and silently practiced arithmetic in order to divert his attention.
"You wouldn't think..."
Miss Doll seemed to notice something, hesitated for a moment, then raised her head carefully and asked.
"You don't think I'm the kind of woman who wants to sleep with you in exchange for your help, do you?"
"Of course not."
Meng Fei said righteously while having a nosebleed.
"I have a wife, so you'd better not have any misunderstandings!"
