I saved the world after jumping backwards

"Sariel, having ruled out all algorithms, concluded that this graphic does not belong to any cipher."

"Is re-screening required?"

Best's voice came from the computer in the hands of the silver-haired boy, and the characters on the screen that were constantly scrolling down had stopped at the bottom position for some time.

"No, no need."

The cursor was still flashing, but Xuebu shook his head. Several times of calculations synchronized with Best made his head swell, pinched the bridge of his nose, and raised his tired eyes: "That self-proclaimed high-level The riddles that humans set up from the beginning were prepared for someone to solve."

"He is waiting for someone to unlock it." Xuebu said softly but firmly, "So, we shouldn't always focus on the difficult encryption algorithm screening part."

"Let's take a look at this first, Best." He called out the clearest picture of the sky ring code taken by others with a high-power camera, "The first person who discovered it thought it was an alien event and put It was called the Black Sun and reported to the authorities."

Best independently adjusted the news at that time for Xuebu, "At that time, the alien incident was considered a prank by others, but it still made headlines in newspapers several times."

Xuebu did not change his statement, "This "black sun" hung in the air for a week, and there was no so-called challenge letter and subsequent countdown until a week later. "

"This shows the fermentation of the incident, that is, everyone regards the big incident that he made with great fanfare as a joke."

"I don't understand, Sariel, do you mean that the other party wanted to make a big noise, so they projected rings all over the world with great fanfare?"

"No, it's the other way around. He didn't want to make a big noise and let people all over the world notice, but to make a certain person notice, so he made the ring code fanfare all over the world. Find the one in the crowd who can solve his riddle."

Xuebu moved his fingers slightly, and he felt strangely determined in his heart, "Although I don't know why, I'm sure that he... is looking for me, and he must have something to do with my past."

If I can solve the riddle given by the other party, then my previous memory, why I appear here, and the wish I have been holding on to even if I don't hesitate to use other people's feelings will definitely be able to reveal the true face.

He bit his nails and thought, "If it was aimed at me, what would it be, the hint he gave, and this shape..."

The sun, the golden celestial body hanging in the sky, is the most eye-catching existence in the vast universe. This hot gas planet provides the light and heat for the survival of all things in the world.

As early as ancient times, human beings used their own wisdom and the grace of the sun to create sundials that can record time.

What if the black central part is used as the target point, and the value is calculated clockwise or counterclockwise?Will the passwords that can be obtained be any clues?

...No, it's impossible. If the person the other party is looking for is me, then I will definitely not pick up cryptography that a high-level hacker may be able to unlock.

He will only target me...

Spanish... Spain?Mexico?

The memory of the dream emerged in his head, the conversation with Bugarati on the eve of the final battle.

"Do you know Dorado in Mexico?"

"At night, there will be so lively and colorful lights, not only that, but also many music lovers will come out to perform with guitars and maracas."

Xuebu was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "Why did I design the first key to open the basement of "Bastet" as a record in the jukebox? "

Best thought that Xuebu was asking her, so he couldn't help but cock his tail and replied: "Because Sariel likes music, because Sariel likes music the most."

…It was the self who had abandoned all self-awareness, the most primitive love, his hobbies, and things he liked that he had forgotten.

"My favorite music..."

The prompts have reached this point, can't Xuebu guess what is hanging in the sky?

His eyes flickered, someone's voice seemed to be speaking in his head, he raised the corners of his lips helplessly, and said almost subconsciously: "It's really bad, Sombra (black shadow)."

At this moment, the silver-haired boy returned to deciphering again.

Not for the bet with Fyodor, but to find himself, to open up to others.

As long as he can untie it, he can be completely himself.

As long as he can untie it, he can respond to other people's feelings calmly and naturally...

As long as he unlocks it, he can truly be loved and be happy.

The silver-haired boy himself didn't notice it. At some point, his hand had firmly grasped the pendant hanging on his neck, and many figures of people appeared in his mind unconsciously.

There is a stubborn and strong figure of a dark-haired boy fighting, and the appearance of a shy girl who still fights for her companions.

There is also Chu Fa's young man's pretending to care inadvertently, his red-faced refusal afterward, and those kite-colored eyes that seemed to see through him.

as well as……

Mr. Zuo.

Silent, gentle... my family, Mr. Oda Sakunosuke.

A crystal teardrop fell on the keyboard, the splash scattered and scattered again, and even his snow-white fingers trembled.

Am I really here to save others?But obviously everyone has been saving me...

"Ah... what an idiot I am..."

Obviously I have been loved by so many people, why am I still not satisfied, I am already happy enough.

The keyboard that locks the screen again reflects his face. He is smiling despite his tears. The handsome young man curled up his lips, his eyes slightly curved, and those moist black blue eyes finally abandoned him. All the confusion.

Go and solve the puzzles and get back to them.

……

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Bugarati cut the fruit and placed them neatly on the glass dish. He looked at the steaming pizza just taken out of the oven next to him, and nodded with satisfaction.

He took all the dishes, and handed over the ones he couldn't take to the "steel chain fingers" who silently appeared behind him, and the stand-in obediently appeared behind him, obediently holding the iron plate with pizza.

Outside the door, Bugarati instructed "Steel Chain Finger" to knock on the door of Xuebu's room, and said loudly: "It's dinner time, Xue."

As if he knew in advance that Xuebu couldn't respond to him, the black-haired man walked into the room directly.

The silver-haired boy was still sitting in the original position, but he had given up fighting with the round iron piece in his hand before. There were quite a stack of identical round pieces on the table, and it seemed that he had missed it many times.

He sat on the floor, leaning against the sofa behind him, looking very depressed.

Bugarati was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward to put the dishes on the coffee table, and asked, "What's the matter, what happened?"

Xuebu's eyes flickered, and she looked at him helplessly, "Mr. Bugarati... when did you come?"

"While you are busy doing that." Buccarati pointed his eyes at the round iron sheet on the table. It is not an ordinary patch now, with some raised or concave particles on it, "How do you Already? Is this not done well?"

He just frowned, and immediately showed a gentle smile, and continued: "Forget it, it's not important, let's eat something."

The silver-haired boy was silent for a moment, "Why did Mr. Bugarati say such a thing?"

Xuebu looked at him with a complicated expression, and said in a low and aggrieved voice: "Do you think it is not important because it has nothing to do with me? Anyway, to Mr. Bugarati, I am just a task ordered by Mr. Giorno."

Bugarati blinked, and he squatted down to keep eye level with the boy instead of looking down at him.

"Why do you think so, Snow." Bucgarati said, "I came here voluntarily. Even if Giorno didn't give me such an order, I'm still worried about you."

"You've been busy for so long, you must be hungry." He smiled and said, "Look, if I don't come, you will be hungry."

Looking at the smiling face of the black-haired man, it was as if he had punched the cotton with his fist. Only then did the silver-haired boy realize that because of his eagerness to solve the puzzle, his hand could not reproduce it at all. The pavement is exactly the same as the sky ring code, and the unrest in his heart just now made him angry at Bugarati...

He looked at the dishes brought by the man in a daze, and his face turned red in an instant. What did I just say, what were I doing?

"Sorry, Mr. Bugarati...I didn't mean to get angry with you." His face was already burning, so he could only lower his head and mutter softly.

What responded to him was the man's broad palm. The thick and warm palm fell on his head, but it gave both parties a feeling of electric shock.

Xuebu raised his eyes in a daze, and Bugarati also stared at his hands in a daze.

"It seems that this is not the first time I have done this." Bugarati murmured, the bizarre images flashed in his mind made it difficult for him to regain his voice and thinking, "Maybe it was in a dream, and Perhaps, what you said at the time that we were "goodbye" was not wrong. "

After a long time, he let out a long sigh, with a gentle light in his blue eyes, "Do you know, Xue, I won't be angry with you."

"And you are right, those are not important to me, Giorno and I feel the same way, no matter whether you have recovered your memory or not, those things are not important to me .”

"Because no matter what path we've been on, we should all be looking forward, straight ahead."

He stroked the boy's soft hair, with a smile in his eyes: "But it's necessary to stop occasionally and regroup. Eat something, and then I'll do it with you, okay?"

Xuebu didn't know how he tremblingly made that voice of agreement, he just remembered that Mr. Zuo's blue eyes were similar to those of Mr. Bugarati.

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