[Comprehensive] The painting style of time travel is wrong

"Huh? Is there a party in the company tonight? I'll go as long as I don't need to join in... This is not stingy, this is a rational choice considering my economic situation, okay... The chairman pays? In his villa? Then of course I will go Alright, can I give you a ride?"

Holding the phone between her shoulders and cheeks, Tang Xuening stood by the side of the cold street, with a faint smile on her face, wrote her parents' address in the address bar of the international mail, and then put an almost impossible delivery into the mailbox. Da's Christmas gift (Note 1).

"Oh... Then I still have time to snap up some discounted goods... What? Do you want me to beat you up by saying that? Um... That's right... These are my good girls. Um, bye. "

After hanging up the phone, the girl strolled on the busy street with a bright smile, looking at the sky through the hurrying pedestrians around her.

Under the leaden sky, among the high-rise buildings, a little bit of whiteness is falling one after another, and the roof of the car on the statue at the corner of the street is covered with a layer of fluffy snowflakes. scene".

Playing clowns, staying in the hospital, and wasting time, more than half a year passed by in a flash.

Christmas was approaching without knowing it, and the alien mission girl still had no idea, but she also figured it out:

This kind of life is actually not bad. There is no worry about employment, no worry about loans, no monthly payment that is pressing every step of the way, and no need to worry about the medical expenses of the elderly at home or the problems of children. In this "program", She just needs to enjoy the "now."

——This is the invisible benefit that she never thought of before, and it is exclusive to a traveler like her: no need to consider other people's eyes, no need to bear the expectations of others, no need to think about everything, just be yourself wholeheartedly.

As for the alien mission:

If it's done, she won't suffer; if it doesn't work, the aliens will throw her back, and she will support her with both hands and feet.

So now, wouldn't it be good to enjoy life in this different world to the fullest?

But the girl is still too naive, she has not yet deeply felt the malice that fills this world.

……

"call……"

The first time she opened the door of her apartment, the girl stomped her feet and shook off countless snowflakes. Regardless of the electricity bill, she quickly turned on the heater and rushed to the radiator.

Then, he let out a long sigh of relief, showing an expression of resurrection from the dead.

Well, the snow scene is infinitely good, but the cold is unbearable.

"Ha~ The party is at 07:30, there is still more than an hour, what are you doing?"

Just as Tang Xuening finished talking to herself, she jumped back like a frightened cat, held the doorknob with her backhand, and pressed her back against the door, looking around vigilantly.

Only then did she finally notice that the "peace" of the past six months had made her tired, and she hadn't noticed the abnormality in her room in the first place.

In the middle of the living room of the apartment, where the tea table and sofa were originally placed, it has now been replaced by three screens, a camera, a microphone, and some unnamed devices.

"surprise~"

I don't know if it's some kind of sensor switch or someone is monitoring the girl's whereabouts. The three screens light up at the same time. Among them, on the TV in the middle, a person who the girl is familiar with but never wants to see appears.

"Hi girl, miss me?"

"clown……"

Looking at the clown in red Santa Claus on the screen, Tang Xuening gritted her teeth and responded:

"I thought you were rotten in Akarim."

"Very good~ you still remember me~ I always remember our unfinished game last time~"

The clown showed a smile, he opened his arms exaggeratedly, the camera zoomed out, and a huge Christmas tree appeared on the screen:

"merry_as~ Do you know what is the most important thing about Christmas?"

The girl looked at the camera without any response.

"It's a gift, a gift!"

It seems that because he didn't get the response he wanted, the clown began to ask and answer himself a little bored.

"We Chinese don't celebrate Christmas, thank you."

While talking, he secretly twisted the doorknob and pushed against the door with his back, but the door seemed to be blocked by something.

"It's such a sad childhood... But it's okay, I have prepared a great gift for you~"

The clown clapped his hands, and under the instant burst of fireworks and spotlights, an LED screen with countless colored lights fell from the Christmas tree to the ground with a bang, bringing out sparks.

"Dangdang~ A very, very good game - Christmas Survival Knockout~Welcome our guests~"

Images are displayed on the two screens on both sides, and the content inside is only the same:

People, with their hands tied behind their backs, panicked and cornered.

"Let's introduce the people on the left first - this is the Jack Gang who came to the port area. Under the leadership of the unknown villain Jack, they engaged in a series of criminal work such as smuggling, drug trafficking, robbery, etc., and during these years They have never stopped working overtime, let us applaud their dedication~”

The clown first pointed to the girl's left hand side on the screen - on the screen over there, a group of guys with swollen faces who didn't look like good people were cursing at the screen, and then the clown pointed to the other side, which was a group of People old and young, well-dressed and panic-stricken:

"The ones on the right are from our judges, the neighbors in the apartment where Ms. Tang lives - although they may not have met each other ~ and this is a group of very boring people, the only thing they do every day is Trying to increase their property so that one day they can be the same as their current bosses, but they always lack a little courage and opportunity, so they are still a group of people who have to live in apartments instead of villas.”

The girl glanced at the controller with two buttons placed in front of the screen out of the corner of her eye, and then began to slam the door hard.

"Our rule of the game today is that both of you need to convince our judge, Ms. Tang from the Wayne Group, to choose you within 30 seconds, and then you can survive this round. If Miss Tang chooses the other side , you will taste the taste of a thousand fireworks blooming at the same time~ I am honored~"

The clown took out a microphone out of nowhere and pretended to be a master of ceremonies and continued to explain:

"Of course, if you have the ability to persuade our judges to fail to choose a winner by the end of 30 seconds, then both of you can be saved—but then our judges, Ms. Tang, will be in trouble, because at that time I will lose my temper if I leave her a little gift downstairs~

Alright, for the sake of your own lives, let's all try to use our eloquence, and the timer starts. "

As soon as the clown's voice fell, the led screen that had just been smashed down started counting down.

And apparently, both batches of hostages could also see that image.

"Miss Tang! Listen to me, I can do whatever you want..."

"Damn it, Miss Tang, right? How much do you think it will cost you to choose our side? You just need to make an offer..."

"Miss Tang, I can give you 200 million US dollars and 1.5% of Wayne Group's shares..."

"Woo...I don't want to die...I'm only 16 years old..."

"Choose our side, we will cover you from now on!"

In an instant, all kinds of screams sounded at the same time, and it seemed that in order to suppress the other side, the voices became louder and louder-after a few seconds, the voices began to change to roars.

But Tang Xuening turned a deaf ear to this farce, and she is now trying to solve this problem fundamentally:

- Open your own door and leave the apartment within 30 seconds.

However, this choice was obviously already in the clown's consideration. No matter how hard the door was, it would not be able to block the obstacles outside. After the girl almost smashed the door, what she saw was a huge doll that squeezed the aisle tightly.

He passed the umbrella by the door and knocked.

There was a thick and crisp echo.

"When~~~"

It is made of pure metal, although the specific composition is unclear and it is hollow, but judging from the dull echo, this doll weighs at least several tons.

Someone turned around with a distorted face and asked:

"How did you get something like that in the aisle?"

The clown responded to the girl's doubts with a gesture of no comment, and then he pretended to clear his throat:

"Cough~ Although I feel sorry for our guests, I still remind you that half of the time has passed~"

Only after the clown reminded someone did he suddenly realize that the voices of begging and bribery had disappeared since he slammed on the door just now...

——Hehe, do you think I will forget the time? ——

"Miss Tang, I don't know if you noticed just now, when you were trying to leave just now, those liars never reminded you to pay attention to the time."

Facing the girl's disdainful eyes, the only middle-aged man in a suit in Jack's gang walked to the camera with a smirk:

"And I have reason to believe that when these people are really saved, they will never fulfill their promise to give you money, apartments and stocks."

"I remember you didn't make a sound to remind you."

"Miss, I'm a bad person—I've never denied it! The first thing this cruel world has taught me is to survive."

The man in the suit bowed slightly with a look of "sincerity".

"Then how can I confirm that you can keep your promise?"

The girl sneered and asked back.

"Just because my subordinates are watching from behind, if I can't do this, I won't be able to hang out on the pier!"

The man in the suit tilted his head to signal, and the people from Jack's gang left Hulala and ran over to stand behind him.

"And here in Gotham, if you want money, a house, those brand-name things, or even a man, we just go and grab it. The process is very simple. Miss, you don't have to worry about our ability to fulfill our promises - we are professional in this regard. "

"Well~well~ it seems that our gangster group is ahead in terms of the situation."

The clown opened his mouth to show his existence again:

"Okay, let's see how our judges decide now~ 5, 4, 3..."

Tang Xuening walked up to the switch amidst the clown's countdown, and pressed a switch with a blank expression.

"boom!"

After a brief roar, the image of the smiling man in the suit on the screen on the left with a winning expression turned into snowflakes.

"It's a pity that talking so much can also cover up the fact that it's either you or a bunch of scum..."

The girl shook her head:

"Compared to you, I like these people who are a little selfish but ordinary enough."