In Song Fang's field of vision, a screen unfolded.

The light and shadow cast on it sizzle, like some kind of old movie, full of the flavor of time.

It seemed to be a bedroom. The background of light and shadow is yellowish, making it difficult to see clearly. Only the mottled wooden floor and the solitary small bed can be roughly distinguished.

The white sheet covered something. The wind blew open the windows and made the curtains dance in the air.

"I was wrong."

Someone murmured. The voice was so hoarse that Song Fang initially thought it was the hum of an old film player that was in disrepair.

"I made a mistake. There's more than one of us."

The voice whispered.

"We in other time and space also have the right to survive."

"We have to solve our own problems ourselves."

A hand like an old root of a dead tree stretched into the air.

"I hope that the me in another universe will be happier than me."

Song Fang tried to speak: "Mr. Song Yuanshan?"

There was no reaction in the light and shadow.

The first reason why there is no response is that Song Fang is using the "search" function.

You can only look at it, you can't change it.

From the perspective of Song Yuanshan in the main universe, Song Fang is a person from the future. The future cannot change the past, and even if you travel back in time, you are just creating a new future.

The second reason should be that Song Yuanshan is dead.

Song Fang withdrew.

There were thirteen hundred seconds left, a little over two minutes.

The system pops up a prompt asking him if he wants to continue.

Song Fang did not make a hasty choice.

He can stay in this interface for a while. The system will not deduct his available time.

This is something he has learned over the years.

Even though he has only been in the main universe for less than three months, he has spent more than ten years of his life in this pilot copy.

Think about it, it’s still quite profitable.

In the past ten years or so, even if he has been very busy, busy making movies, doing research, and establishing war police, he can still find time to study the navigation system.

For example, why his destination every time he "travels" is also called Song Fang.

If we talk about the first dungeon, his parents were both from the Celestial Dynasty, so to save trouble, they put their last names together as his first name, which makes sense.

What about the copy he is currently in?

In this universe, his mother is a native white man, so it is not appropriate to give him a name like "Song Fang", which is a bit strange even to Chinese people.

Not to mention that his father in this world is named "Song Yuanshan".

Later he discovered that in the system, names are also used as an "anchor".

Far away.

As the navigator, he has authority over all aspects of the system.

But there are also those that don’t. Because when it comes to breaking the sky, he is only the user of the system, not the creator.

Certain permissions are only available to the super administrator of the system, that is, the creator.

If he wants to stop Dan, I'm afraid he needs this authority.

However, the extent of his research on the system only allowed him to know that he had this permission, but he did not know how to obtain these permissions.

Standing next to him was Song Yuanshan, but he was not the Song Yuanshan who created the pilot copy. In the system identification, he still belongs to NPC, and his authority is not as high as Song Fang's.

Of course, he was the entrance to Song Yuanshan in the main universe, which Song Fang had already determined just now.

Song Fang moved the search area forward again, leaving the time when Song Yuanshan in the main universe had just died.

The one hundred and thirty second limit only applies to viewing the retrieved content, and Song Fang's flipping through it does not take up this limited time.

The screen lowered again, and light and shadow were cast on it again.

Finally, Song Fang's eyes lit up.

"Hey friend."

The younger Song Yuanshan held the edge of the screen and said.

At his point in time, he would have been taking a selfie.

"I don't know if anyone will see this message. I will post it online later, but will it be useful?"

Song Yuanshan curled his lips and spread his hands.

"Forget it, even if no one sees me, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the hospital from now on."

Song Yuanshan smiled freely.

He wears a knitted hat on his head. Not a trace of hair could be seen under the hat. The collar of the striped hospital gown peeks out from the edge of the frame.

"Oh, let's get down to business."

He straightened his hat. "As for me, I have built a total of two things in my life. The other is the navigation system. This thing is amazing, but it is also the one that caused me misery. Sorry, I accidentally talked nonsense again.

"Will anyone use this? I don't know.

"But if someone does pick it up and uses it, then please allow me to say sorry to him here.

“There were some things that I didn’t understand at first and went astray. By the time I realized it, I had no access to my creation and couldn’t modify it.

"Oh, don't be afraid, the navigation system itself is fine. The one who went astray is another one of my creations.

“I call him Dan.

"Song Dan, my son's name.

"Does it sound like Song Dandan? Haha, there's nothing I can do about it."

Song Yuanshan in the image rubbed his hair shyly, as if mentioning his son made him look ten years younger.

"I thought of Dan as my other son. But I gave him the wrong ideas."

Song Yuanshan said, very calmly. The most intense period of regret had passed, and he had clearly realized that even being hysterical was useless, so instead he became very calm. At most, he would have more of the endless powerlessness after the explosion.

“I used to think that since we can’t survive in our own universe, why don’t we just pick one and move it there. Anyway, there are so many parallel universes.

"But I found out I was wrong.

"Each of us has only one position in each universe. When we reach other universes, we will occupy my position in that universe.

“So where did I go?

"Did I kill you?"

Song Yuanshan lowered his head.

He looked to be in his thirties, but his hair was already gray.

“Do your own thing.

“Since we soiled our rooms ourselves, of course we should clean them up ourselves.”

The system pops up a prompt that one hundred and thirty seconds is about to run out.

"I'm sorry, Dan, for putting you through this."

There was tenderness in Song Yuanshan's eyes. "Let the adults worry about your affairs."

Immediately, Song Yuanshan's face froze there.

"Dan, did you hear that?"

Song Fang asked.

Artificial intelligence does not need to breathe.

But Song Fang really felt the presence of the person behind him.

Song Fang waited for a while and decided to temporarily cancel the search state.

The Song Yuanshan in this universe was completely unaware of what had just happened. He continued to talk to Song Fang, asking him to quickly find a girlfriend, while wrapping each dumpling with skill.

After a long time, Song Fang suddenly received a soft notification tone from the system.

Dear Navigator Hello. You have obtained the super administrator rights of the Esper system. 14

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