What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

Zhanglin is talking to another Zhanglin.

Shu Xingmi looked at Zhanglin's profile, and he couldn't help wondering, could he and Zhanglin be clones?On the other end of the phone, there may also be nine superpowers playing a battle royale game.

This game is an experiment?What is the purpose of the experiment?

Or is it that the other end of the phone is not Zhanglin at all, but a sound wave exactly like Zhanglin simulated by the planner through some high-tech equipment?

In addition, he has another conjecture, which is the parallel world.

This phone booth may be a transit point for communicating with parallel worlds.

If it is really a parallel world, maybe Zhanglin in that world is not mildly mentally handicapped, but... persecution paranoia?He may also be hypnotized and brainwashed by a hypnotist, isn't he?Or maybe Shu Xingmi in another world really did something that hurt him...

There are no two identical leaves in the world, and there are no two identical worlds. There may be many differences between this world and the other world. Any tiny detail will cause changes in character, character relationship, event and situation.

Shu Xingmi continued to think along this line of thought. According to the original development of the incident, he and Zhang Lin died on the seventh day. Maybe they did not have the opportunity to touch the other side of the world.

Two adjacent parallel worlds are like two parallel trains. As long as Zhanglin and Shu Xingmi who took train A did not open the curtain to look out, they might not find the existence of train B. The development of the incident is like this, they didn't know about the parallel world until they died on the seventh day, but now, the phone is the curtain, Zhanglin picked up the receiver, Zhanglin opened the curtain——

Then, they discovered to their horror that "Zhanglin" and "Shu Xingmi" were also sitting on train B, who were both themselves and not themselves, which was extremely weird.

"No," Zhang Lin clenched the receiver and said to himself on the other end of the phone: "I believe in the teacher, he always tries his best to help me protect me, from the beginning of the game to now, he has never done anything to hurt me , We have also prepared a paraglider, and we are going to escape together... You said that you can't trust him, do you have any evidence? What did he do to you?"

The voice on the phone hesitated for a while: "I don't know, it's just that there is a voice in my head telling me not to believe him... Speaking of which, he is too nice to me, I don't know what is the point of him doing this, someone and I said, he must have his own purpose, I was just used by him. I believed him very much at first, but what if he really deceived me like others said? I am very disturbed. "

"Listen to me." Zhanglin's expression softened slightly: "The person who told you these words has ulterior motives. I guarantee with my life that he will not deceive you."

Shu Xingmi took the receiver: "Well, if Wen Ren on the other side really bullies you, you don't have to be polite. Xiao Lin just talked about the situation on our side, and it can't be used as an accurate reference. If Wen Ren on the other side I did something wrong, I apologize to you on his behalf, I hope you are willing to give him more trust."

"What, why are you bullying me? It's impossible. It would be terrible if I misunderstood me." Zhanglin wanted to snatch the receiver from Shu Xingmi's hand: "Let me tell you..."

"Remember to make a paraglider, then use a crowbar to pry off the screen on the ankle ring and pour milk into it, remember." Shu Xingmi said while protecting the microphone, Zhang Lin hugged him directly and shouted into the microphone : "May you live to the end!"

"You two have such a good relationship..."

The boy on the other end of the phone muttered to himself.

What others said made him dubious, but after hearing what Zhang Lin said, his original thoughts began to shake slowly.

Mr. Wen Ren on the opposite side spoke really softly.

Speaking of which, Wen Ren on my side is actually the same, but I have been suspicious all the time, interpreting all his words and actions as ulterior motives...

"By the way, it seems that the professor does have a purpose for being nice to you, because he is chasing you." Zhanglin said.

"Ah? How do you know?"

"Because we're together." Zhang Lin's nervousness eased a lot, he smiled slightly, his eyes were full of happiness: "I love him."

Shu Xingmi held Zhanglin's hand.

Suddenly, the sound of glass shattering rang in Shu Xingmi's ears. Before he could turn his head to look out the window, he felt something sharp piercing his waist.

Kind of like bullets.

"Teacher..." The receiver in Zhang Lin's hand slipped down and hung down weakly, almost breaking the phone line.

Shu Xingmi quickly hugged Zhang Lin and squatted down. He could vaguely hear Zhang Lin on the other end of the phone saying, "What's wrong? What happened? Hello? Can you hear me..."

Shu Xingmi didn't even feel the pain. He just felt like a small, cold seed had been planted on his waist. The seed took root and spread wildly in all directions. Wherever it went, it was numb and sparked. It's like burning all the blood vessels.

He knew that Zhang Lin was holding him in his arms, but he couldn't see Zhang Lin's expression clearly, nor could he hear what he was saying.

As if sinking into the sea, the ears are filled with sea water, and the eyes are also hazy.

In the dark night, ten men with guns came from a distance, and surrounded the phone booth like black crows.

One of them raised his gun and took aim again.

boom--

There was complete silence in the phone booth.

"Not necessary, is it? You wasted one. There's nothing the clerk can do."

"That's not necessarily true. You never know what a person will do for the one he loves. We'd better be cautious."

The second basement of the library.

A middle-aged man in a black formal suit is holding a suitcase and sitting on a huge spherical instrument. This instrument is a bit like an elevator. It is round and has layers of swirling lines on the outside and inside. There are countless complicated and scattered electric tubes above and below.

An indicator light the size of a night pearl is embedded on the door of the spherical instrument, and it is already on, emitting a glowing light, like the eyes of a strange beast.

"Mr. Fu, it has been resolved."

"Well, for the next thing, just follow my previous instructions. The money has been remitted to your account, and the helicopter to pick you up is about to arrive. After that, everyone will evacuate Bohol Island. In the past few years, everyone has worked hard. Thank you."

Mr. Fu stood up proudly and made a [-]-degree bow. Before he bowed his head, all the experimenters had already bowed down, and after he stood up, those dozens of people dared to straighten up.

The man sat down again, no longer speaking, just staring at the silver mint ring on his ring finger.

It's not easy.Before I knew it, it had been four years.

The theory of parallel world time travel was originally the result of his wife's research, and now he himself has mastered the method of time travel.

Both he and his wife are members of the parallel world travel research team, the wife is the team leader, and he is the deputy team leader.This is a secret scientific research investigation team, and the investigation can be carried out smoothly only with the secret support of the funder.They locked the island with special detectors, bought the island, and conducted a series of experiments.

My wife is smart and motivated, and she found that to realize the crossing between parallel worlds, not only an instrument is needed, but also an opportunity to open the door of the parallel world, so that people in the two worlds can contact, even if they cannot see each other, as long as they can hear The voice of the other party, the presence of the other party is perceived, and the time travel device is very likely to be activated.

She applied for the construction of a telephone booth. The location of this telephone booth has been carefully studied, and the magnetic field, feng shui, and relative position are all the most suitable.

The wife found many "voluntary" experimenters and asked them to call in the phone booth, but they all failed.

Later, she found many superpower owners, but the experiment still didn't make any progress, and several team members resigned. They said that they wanted to find a serious job and didn't want to waste time on this island.

They even suspected that they had entered a fraud gang by mistake.

Most of the research funds are used to buy expensive equipment, and the salaries of experimenters are pitiful.

Parallel worlds and time travel are all waste of time.To hell with it.

The wife became more and more irritable, her temper became worse and worse, and her emotional life with her husband went from bad to worse. When the husband was frustrated, a young and beautiful experimenter broke into his sight. She was an orphan suffering from severe depression. It was as if she had sprayed "I'm sorry" perfume on her hair, and she made him want to stop.Her nickname is Peppermint, a sweet name, and she likes to eat mints the most.

When the wife noticed the fact that her husband was having an affair, she was furious, but she remained calm.

In her rage, on impulse, she walked into the telephone booth by herself, picked up the receiver, and before dialing the number, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the call had been connected.

At the same time, the detector she was carrying showed that the current success rate of parallel world traversal was 30%.It used to be less than 10%, but this time it has tripled.

She found that humans seem to be more likely to make phone calls when they are emotionally unstable.She immediately recruited emotional psychopaths to experiment, but all failed.It seems that it is not as simple as "emotional".

One day, my wife watched a battle royale movie. The characters in the game are full of emotions, hope and despair, anger and sorrow, fear and relief... In this game, human emotions undergo instant changes and transformations. Very charming.

She got the inspiration and immediately organized a battle royale game, which was indeed illegal, but she couldn't care less, the most important thing was the result of the experiment!

Hard work pays off, a phone call from a game player knocks on the door of a parallel world.

The wife mixed sleeping pills into mints and gave them to the girl who loves to eat mints. After the innocent girl fell asleep, the wife immediately put her into the time travel device and sent her to the parallel world forever.

She is never coming back.

This is the price to pay for seducing a married man.the wife thought.

When the husband opened the instrument, there was no one there. The shocked husband went to find his wife again, only to find that his wife was also missing, and disappeared on the island together with the research materials she had.

The husband turned on the time-traveling device again, only to find that the activation time had passed and the door to the parallel world was closed again.

He was promoted to the team leader, but he couldn't find his wife's research materials, so he had to study slowly based on his own impression, but the keyword "Battle Royale" was printed in his mind, and his wife had mentioned it to him, so he knew it.

His only wish is to travel to the parallel world and find the girl who loves mints.

She is all his happiness.She came to his world when he was frustrated, and now she was "exiled", how could he not save her?

Thus began a four-year experiment.

Countless failures led to this success.

The man closed the metal door with a remote.

It's all over.

Everything has just begun.

Shu Xingmi slowly opened his eyes and found that Zhanglin was kissing him.

The surroundings were dim and silent, he couldn't even recognize where he was, he could only feel the warmth of Zhanglin.

hallucinations?

Am I already dead...?

"Ah, so what is said in the fairy tale is true." Zhanglin blinked, his eyes were extraordinarily bright in the darkness.

"kindness?"

"Kissing will wake up the prince...something." Zhanglin said seriously.

"Are we still alive?" Shu Xingmi wanted to get up, but found that his body was limp.

"It should be." Zhanglin touched his heart, thumping, "There is still a heartbeat, which is a sign of being alive."

Shu Xingmi came to his senses, when he was in the phone booth, someone used a powerful anesthesia|gun on him.

He barely sat up, and found a note under his body, with a line printed on it:

Thank you for fulfilling my wish, you don't need to know who I am, I won't see you again anyway.