(The third edition of the "Come On" Cup Repechage was won by The Blemish of Time, thus beginning its sequel.) In the future, there will be a repechage tournament at the end of each volume. Again, it is recommended to read Volume 4 again with The Blemish of Time. So as not to forget the plot and cause viewing obstacles. ）

Thirty years have passed, and my time imperfection has become a complete underground structure.

Of course, there is still a gap between it and the real flaw of time, a big gap.

It's grown to fit three hundred people, but I've never taken off my hazmat suit and entered my time flaw.

In the past 30 years, the Lord of the Sea has managed the flaws of time in an orderly manner.

And I'm in charge of covering up the fact that the flaws of time are in the village and overrecruiting new local tyrants to move in.

Together with Dahai, I improved the new chemical protective suits and successfully mass-produced several sets for use by employees.

And employees were hired, thanks to the attention of the sea.

I would pretend to be a doctor and wander the chemotherapy rooms of various hospitals, using the method of delaying death to trick them into entering the imperfection of time.

This method is very effective, and patients who are dying of terminal cancer will return to the light once they enter the defect of time.

The sea in illustrative principles distribute their labor and rest, little by little expanding the size of the flaws of time.

Of course, there is only one ending, and the air of the flaws of time can only ensure that the organs do not change again. However, there is no guarantee that cancer patients will improve, and there will always be sudden death after excess.

After sudden death, the sea will take care of the aftermath, and because of the success, the patient who would have lived only a few more months will live a few more years. As a result, the patient was only grateful, and there was no riot or resistance.

Of course, some patients with mild disease will wear protective clothing to work, and when it deteriorates, they will take off the protective clothing and enter the time imperfection.

This saved us a lot of labor costs, which I didn't agree with when the plan to work with cancer patients started.

But after several persuasions from the sea, I slowly compromised.

According to the words of the sea: "You just promised them to delay their illness, and we have done it." ”

As for the outside, I invented a simple transmission.

I acquired a dilapidated baggage drop-off system at a provincial airport that was abandoned, and the system consisted of conveyor belts that could easily move goods.

While transporting the goods into the time imperfection, the waste inside is discharged.

Express delivery is really a very magical thing, I bought the village commissary that was about to go out of business to cover up.

Every day, piles of couriers come to the village from outside, almost everything.

But also, thanks to the fact that almost everything is now available online.

And these nouveau riche are even willing to pay a much higher price for goods than the outside world.

The networks within Time Blemish are all customized by us, and there is no limit to the reception. But sending requires a rigorous system review to ensure that no one leaks the secrets here.

So basically, we can know what the customers in the time flaw buy, so we can charge a higher handling fee. If you don't give it to you, whatever you buy won't reach your hands.

We don't calculate the cost of eternal life by time, but by the term of rent.

But this alone can make a lot of money on rent and service fees.

For 30 years, everything was in order, but we were still very cautious about accepting residents.

Almost every few days, the sea would ask me why I didn't take off my hazmat suit and come in with him, and I always used the excuse that I hadn't done anything outside.

And I was almost fifty years old at this time, which is not young.

As the days passed, the sea's patience deteriorated.

It was the one hundred and third birthday of the sea, and I was specially invited to accompany him.

I sat with the sea, and he was one hundred and three years younger than my fifty.

So he couldn't do without his words mocking me, when the sea excitedly blew out the digital candles.

"Luqiao, do you want to eat my cake?" said the sea with a smile.

"Next time. I said.

"When is the next time?" said the sea.

In the past few years, we have almost been inseparable from this question, and I brought up the mantra again and said, "Isn't there something out there that hasn't been done?" ”

"It's good to arrange a follower outside, as long as you promise to give him eternal life in the future. There won't be a problem, you come in quickly. "The sea grabbed my hazmat suit.

"Are you comfortable letting strangers manage the outside?" I said.

"Wouldn't it be nice to find someone you can trust? It's not that I don't feel safe if you don't come in? You're almost fifty, aren't you? If you don't come in when you're in your prime, it's too late to regret it when you're old. The sea said.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I won't be able to escape?" I said.

"No, I think we're big enough here. How nice it would be for you to come in and enjoy the blessings with me, you don't need to be so busy. The money is endless, not to mention that it is not impossible to continue to make money when you come in. The sea said.

I thought that the sea must be afraid that I would leave him, as if only I could make him let his guard down if I became like him.

I said perfunctorily, "Okay, I'll come in next month." When the time comes, I'll live next to your number two. ”

The sea smiled and nodded.

There's a reason I didn't want to go in, I heard my grandfather talk about the magic of time. I was indeed filled with curiosity and wanted to get a glimpse of the secrets of the flaws of time.

But knowing that this thing was a grass with such serious side effects, my expectations for it were at rock bottom.

I actually wanted to procrastinate all the time, and then go in when I couldn't. For example, a certain type of cancer has flare-up, or organ failure.

So I've been procrastinating, procrastinating.

I slept in the commissary at night, and during the day I was the owner of the commissary.

The commissary is inside the village, and the entrance to the Imperfection of Time is outside the village.

I was still drowsy that day, when suddenly the alarm went off.

When I woke up from my sleep, the bottom red light was on.

The other lights are minor problems, such as power imbalances and the like.

But the red light at the bottom is the gate sensor of Time Blemish outside the village.

My first instinct was that something was wrong and I pulled my shotgun out of the bottom of my seat.

And took out a satellite phone and called the sea.

We once wanted to use the intercom device in the protective suit, but after practice, we found that we did not have the ability to do it at all.

Being too far behind is a disadvantage of our time flaw, but we will also find some ways to solve it. For example, after experimenting for a long time, I found that the satellite phone could barely receive a weak signal, which is how I communicate with the sea on a daily basis.

But at this time, the phone rang for a long time and there was no response, and I understood that something was wrong.

I immediately ran to the entrance of the village with my shotgun in my hand, hoping that it was just a small matter.

Because the same thing happened before, it was a local tyrant who had no money and opened the door of the flaw of time and wanted to leave. Of course, as soon as he ran out of the door, he suffocated and collapsed.

But I had barely reached the entrance to the village when I heard the roar of helicopters.

I knew they were coming to the door.

I hid by the fence at the entrance of the village, and in the distance I could see groups of armed men rushing into the dug gate.

In order to prevent the people in the Time Blemished from killing each other, no firearms are allowed inside. There was no way to resist in the face of the militants, and I was at a loss for what to do.

What I found was that there was no segregation on the faces of these heavily armed soldiers.