Chu Changge held the [Blood-stained school badge] in his hand while observing the Upper Class People residential area from the window.
There weren’t many people in that Upper Class People residential area. It took Chu Changge a few minutes to see two Upper Class People walking past the fence.
Probably because not far from the fence was Rathead Alley, so Upper Class People rarely walked from that side of the fence.
As Chu Changge observed the Upper Class People residential area, he quickly glanced at the deserted Rathead Alley outside the window.
Though this was a residential area, it seed abandoned for a long ti, with not a single lower-class person living here.
"It’s almost ti." Chu Changge let down the curtain and stopped observing outside, preparing to go downstairs near the Upper Class People residential area to seize the opportunity to infiltrate.
This Rathead Alley was uninhabited, making it easier for him to sneak into the Upper Class People residential area.
The duration of his stay here last ti should be about the sa as this ti, Chu Changge estimated in his mind.
If everything goes smoothly, he can use the [Blood-stained school badge] to infiltrate the Upper Class People residential area to search for clues, and pick up one of those colorful leaflets on the floor.
Chu Changge thought that the leaflets scattered on the ground might be related to the variety show about judging Lu Yi.
But as soon as he went downstairs and stepped onto the dilapidated Rathead Alley, an unexpected event occurred after taking only a few steps.
A gray shadow, as big as a rat, swooshed through the gap between two buildings right in front of Chu Changge, making it impossible for him to pretend not to see it.
The darting rat clearly noticed Chu Changge too.
With a flustered expression, he cautiously peeked out from behind the building he hid in, looking at Chu Changge: "You... it’s you..."
In Crazy Ga City, 007 sat near a drink shop called "Sweet Appointnt." There was a row of public seats, presumably designed for custors waiting outside for their als.
However, currently, the custors in this Ga City were few and far between, with no lines forming.
was the only person sitting on the row of public seats, while people of rather outrageous appearance occasionally walked past her.
"Gu Mian has already sent Chu Changge to Crazy Ga City to join . He should be here soon." Alone, 007 felt uneasy, needing to be with others to find so peace.
Thinking about Gu Mian, 007 began contemplating the matter he ntioned about the world’s repeated events.
The world had cycled back five tis but only rewound one day; 007 found this fishy. She suspected the world wanted to rewind further back but got stuck sohow, unable to achieve it, hence the five attempts.
All five attempts failed.
Repeating the rewind five tis, this action seed urgent.
had owned several gaming consoles before.
She wasn’t very fond of playing gas, but her father always thought kids liked these things. So, every birthday or other festive season, when not knowing what gift to buy, her father would ticulously select the most expensive ga console from the store.
Once, during the year’s Children’s Day, her birthday, and New Year’s Eve, she consecutively received three identical ga consoles from her father.
That New Year’s, when she received the third identical ga console of the year, she finally couldn’t hold back and burst into tears.
That day, her dad got a thorough telling-off from her mom and finally stopped buying ga consoles for her.
The ga consoles piled up in her room, and 007 tried playing them; most of the gas had save and load functions.
Whenever 007 died in a ga or made a major mistake, she would imdiately load the save to restart.
"Did this world have a major failure too?" 007 muttered to herself, "Is that why it’s so urgently repeating the rollback five tis?"
Most likely, this major failure had sothing to do with Gu Mian.
Who knows what Gu Mian did beyond their sight, 007 thought, while opening the group chat, intending to ask Gu Mian about the world rollback issue and conveniently inquire where Chu Changge was.
Upon opening the group chat, she saw that Chu Changge had sent a ssage a short while ago.
[Chu Changge]: Gu Mian, did I ntion I encountered soone last ti?
This ssage was sent five minutes ago, but Gu Mian hadn’t seen it yet and hadn’t replied.
Whom did Chu Changge encounter?
Was it an Upper Class People, NPC, or player?
It shouldn’t be Mr. Green, who ca in with them, because if Chu Changge encountered Mr. Green, he could directly say it in the group chat without asking like this.
was sowhat puzzled. If last ti Chu Changge managed to join her in Ga City, did he bring this person with him?
She tried hard to recall, but couldn’t rember anything before the rollback.
looked at the wanted notice in her hand. Only Gu Mian could answer Chu Changge’s question, but unfortunately, he was currently unreachable in the group chat.
"Hey, isn’t this Slaughter? How co not seeing for two minutes ans you don’t recognize ?" anwhile, Gu Mian was in a wet, dark cave, facing Slaughter and staring at each other.
The two stood at opposite ends of a circular staircase. Listening to Gu Mian’s words, Slaughter’s eyes, already wide, opened even wider, his mouth slightly agape from bewildernt.
Through the circular hollow in the staircase, he scrutinized Gu Mian, finally resting his gaze on his leaf brooch and studying it for several seconds.
Seeing Slaughter’s serious look, Gu Mian realized he’d forgotten to wear his helt.
"Let’s head upstairs and talk" "Are you Gu Mian?"
Both spoke simultaneously.
Gu Mian understood the more soone tries not to think of sothing, the easier it becos to think about it.
Slaughter must not discover he forgot his helt. Upon realizing this, innurable forbidden thoughts involuntarily flashed through his mind.
Maybe it might lead to thoughts suitable for disaster films, like teors striking Paradise, lava engulfing the world, or Gu Mian pulling out a giant chainsaw and slicing the world in two.
But Slaughter’s mind was indeed too quick.
Upon hearing Gu Mian’s words, he imdiately realized sothing.
"Head upstairs and talk?" Why head upstairs to talk? Is it unsuitable here? He said this after seeing , is there sothing wrong with ...
In just a few seconds, he reacted, nervously touching his head, discovering his hands easily touched his hair.
A look of terror flashed across his face. In his rush, he’d forgotten his helt!
Without the helt that blocks consciousness, every thought now was a wish to the statue.
Don’t think too much, don’t think too much!
Slaughter imdiately held his head tightly, attempting to wrap it in his arms, hoping to block his thoughts.
But he knew this was futile.
The statue could still receive his "wishes."
Upon realizing he hadn’t worn his helt, boundless terrifying thoughts swiftly raced through Slaughter’s mind.
"Don’t think about the staircase falling" "Don’t think about the cave collapsing" "Don’t think about a flood pouring down from above"
In the next second, he realized all these "forbidden thoughts" had surfaced in his mind.
It’s over, this ti trouble is truly brewing. He tightly held his head, crouching down.
Gu Mian had already begun sprinting upstairs with the dog.
When he saw Slaughter reaching for his head, he knew sothing was wrong and imdiately scooped up the dog and dashed upstairs.
Slaughter paused for a few seconds, then regretfully crouched down. Gu Mian guessed he must have thought of countless accidents; knowing the statue would soon realize those accidents.
By now, Gu Mian had run beside Slaughter, and he pulled him up to sprint upwards: "Run quickly, don’t just crouch there dumbly."
Slaughter shook his pale face: "It’s useless, the staircase might collapse soon."
Gu Mian was taken aback: "You really think hard."
Despite saying this, Slaughter’s legs truthfully followed Gu Mian in running upwards; he didn’t want to die here either.
"Even if the staircase doesn’t collapse, be cautious of possible earthquakes later, watch out for rocks falling from the side. Even if there’s no earthquake, be careful of a flood above that might drown everything here." Frantically escaping, Slaughter kept warning.
Gu Mian wished he could shove the robot dog into his mouth to stop him from speaking: "Brother, can you stop talking, maybe imagine we suddenly grow wings to fly out instead."
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