"Hmm?"
"Who are you?"
Just as Ronald Adler stood gaping at the sight before him, a confident voice suddenly ca from behind him.
In an instant, a shiver ran through him, and Ronald imdiately turned around.
A strand of dazzling platinum blond caught his eye.
...
This hair must be dyed?
Because the sight was so striking, the first thought that flashed through Ronald’s mind was just that.
But it wasn’t his fault.
The one asking the question behind Ronald was a beautiful woman with platinum blond hair.
Under the slightly warm winter sun, her braided platinum hair was coiled at the back of her head, exuding elegance and a young girl’s modesty, sparking endless fantasies that even outshone the stars above.
Furthermore, with a slender figure and a noble and striking set of features, the already beautiful girl was particularly eye-catching.
Honestly,
Even if you pulled an actress from Springs and compared her to Greenwich, she would not pale in comparison.
Clang—
Suddenly, a cold gleam flashed in front of Ronald.
While Ronald was still processing the clutter in his mind,
The girl in front of him abruptly made her move!
Beside her sky-blue coat, hung a modest ceremonial sword, an accessory worn only by the nobility.
In an instant,
The ordinary accessory was drawn from its equally decorative scabbard.
It then traced a perfect 130° obtuse angle in the air, slashing fiercely in front of Ronald.
"Hissss—"
Ronald gasped and quickly stepped back twice.
He could even sll the sharp chill from the tip of the sword!
This one was tough.
Not to ntion her sword trajectory, precise to a milliter.
Just the unspeakably fast speed of her attack alone was enough to prove the girl’s abilities!
Then, seeing Ronald’s face tense up,
The girl frowned slightly and lowered her voice,
"So, just a regular person?"
As soon as she spoke, Ronald understood that her previous strike was a test, and the result did not seem to satisfy her.
Imdiately, Ronald waved his right hand to prove his identity, then he responded without looking aside,
"Regular person is not quite accurate."
"Just another unlucky soul trapped here."
Watching Ronald’s hand enveloped in black mist, the girl frowned for a few seconds before she finally relaxed.
"Alright, I apologize first for testing you."
"After all, there are so things that can’t be discussed with just anyone."
Clang—
With a speed almost impossible for the eyes to follow, the girl sheathed her sword.
This ti, because Ronald was paying close attention, he barely caught a glimpse of the trail left by the weapon cutting through the air.
Too fast...
Before Ronald could figure it out, the girl had already decisively extended her right hand in front of him, her clear eyes carrying no malice.
"Hope you understand."
"It’s okay."
Looking into her sincere eyes, and at her openly extended right hand,
Ronald allowed the black mist to recede back above his wrist before shaking her slender and strong hand.
"Let introduce myself."
"Ronald Adler, kind of a staff mber at the Greenwich Train Station."
"Patricia Ge Nicholas."
Nodding, the girl introduced herself and then added,
"Just call by my first na."
After exchanging nas,
The girl moved directly to the point without even a second of hesitation,
"Ronald, could you explain first?"
"How did you suddenly appear in front of ?"
"I’m sure you weren’t on this side of the platform before."
"This is the area." Ronald didn’t intend to hide the situation at a ti like this, pointing outside the platform as he explained, "Earlier, I tried to determine the extent of this ti-distorted area, and as a result, after walking so distance away from the station, I was instantly thrown back here."
Hearing the explanation, the girl frowned and muttered:
"The whole station..."
Ronald imdiately corrected and added:
"More precisely, it is a circle that completely envelops the station inside."
"Moreover, I noticed that the ti distortion here varies by area, each spot cycles through ti based on 4 minutes and 48 seconds, or multiples of this duration."
"I’ll give it a try."
Triggered by Ronald’s explanation, the girl’s eyes lit up, and she proactively walked towards the exterior of the platform.
To ensure the two of them would not end up in an accidental situation due to differences in the ’ti area’.
Ronald followed her.
After nearly half an hour, with Ronald’s company, Patricia also experienced the endless loop of the Dongfeng train.
Confirming Ronald’s summarized pattern as correct, they imdiately went back to the platform together.
Looking at the man beside her, Patricia took the initiative to suggest:
"We walk toward the direction away from the station, the ti doubles from 4 minutes and 48 seconds to 9 minutes and 36 seconds, have you carefully checked the extent and trajectory of this area?"
Ronald shook his head: "I haven’t had the chance yet."
Patricia decided: "Let’s try it now."
No sooner said than done.
Since they decided to first sum up the pattern, the pair imdiately returned to where the ti duration changed, using the Dongfeng train as the most convenient ti coordinate, they began to crisscross the station.
"Has the Dongfeng train returned?"
"No."
"Now?"
"Still no."
"Now?"
"It’s back."
"Next position!"
With Ronald’s identity as a station staff mber for assurance, even if people were suspicious of their actions, the situation wouldn’t deteriorate.
Thus, two individuals unaffected by ti rampaged freely within the station.
After spending quite so ti, the boundary line between 4 minutes 48 seconds and 9 minutes 36 seconds was determined.
This was a straight line that extended diagonally from the main body of the station to the edge of the ti distortion area.
Then...
Grr—
Ronald’s stomach growled.
From discovering the anomaly until now, he had already spent too much ti in the ti-distorted area.
Under normal circumstances, he should have finished the delicious dinner prepared by his landlady by now.
And then he would be taking a walk along the scenic streets of Greenwich.
"..."
"Are you hungry?"
Hearing the sound from Ronald’s body, Parilixia imdiately cast a concerned look.
"Given the situation here, we’re not in a rush."
"At the station, you should know where to get food, right?"
"Of course."
Ronald nodded and then ran to a vendor on the platform who was selling bread and beverages to order two portions of food.
He didn’t pay; right after timing it, he picked up the items and turned to walk away.
The vendor, recognizing Ronald’s identity and seeing that his custor hadn’t paid, imdiately called out:
"Hey, Mr. Ronald?"
"You haven’t paid yet!"
"This..."
Snap—
The next second, ti looped back to several minutes earlier.
The reset vendor and the goods were all unchanged, while Ronald, unaffected, approached Patricia with the food he’d grabbed extra and handed her one.
"Have so yourself, this is quite physically demanding."
For his newly t companion.
He was very generous.
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