After the riot of free energy that supports the reincarnation passage and the reincarnation game, the four Overseers of Dusk Dawn are caught in a busy aftermath work. In fact, they can't do much, most of the repair work is controlled by Qiyu in a deep sleep, subconsciously guiding the energy back to normal. What they actually need to do is limit the flow of free energy and make it more stable to prevent such events from happening again.

"It seems that the reincarnation primary election will be stalled for a while. "I'm afraid this is the first time that the primary election has been interrupted due to an accident." ”

"No way, it's not something we can control. The previous controller used Ye Qingmian's particularity to stir up the storm, and these special conditions were not possessed during the previous reincarnation game. Xiao excused himself optimistically.

"Actually, that's not a bad thing. Nozomi said suddenly, making the others very strange.

"How?" asked, tilting his head.

"Our goal is to kill Ye Qingmian, but given the rules of the reincarnation game and the restrictions of Qingcheng's rainy days, we can't do it ourselves. But Ye Qingmian is the key figure in this incident, which gives us an excuse. Nozomi said.

"What do you mean, let this incident be made public to all reincarnation candidates, bring Ye Qingmian closer to everyone's attention, and create conflicts?" Xiao asked uncertainly, in fact, this is a good way, but whether it can be achieved is not necessarily certain.

"I think so. After thinking for a while, he said, "The restriction that Qingcheng Yutian set for us before his death is that we can't directly attack Ye Qingmian, and at the same time, we can't hurt him by telling the identity of the reincarnation candidate Ye Qingmian in any way. But there is no restriction that we cannot disclose major events in the reincarnation game. ”

"It's useless to talk too much, let's try it. The others nodded at the same time.

The four Overseers worked hard for a long time, and finally succeeded in confirming Nozomi's suspicions.

All those who are selected to participate in the reincarnation game can be called reincarnation candidates, and after the second round of primaries, each person has at least 1 reincarnation badge. The reincarnation badge will be an important element for candidates to understand the reincarnation game for a long time to come.

And in the early hours of this cool morning, a message from the Overseer was transmitted to the badge of each reincarnation candidate.

Ye Qingmian was in a coma for a long time and woke up in the silence of the night. Sit cross-legged on the bed and look out the window at the deep starry sky.

After Yu Hanzi dragged the unconscious Ye Qingmian to the bed, he felt that his body was fine, so he let him sleep. However, Yu Hanzi, who returned to the room, began to have insomnia, and he always ran to Ye Qingmian's bedroom every once in a while to have a look. Test your breath with your fingers, check your temperature, and make sure the person is alive before returning to your room.

I don't know how many times I got up, Yu Hanzi felt a little nervous, but he couldn't sleep anyway, so he owed Ye Qingmian the rent. When Yu Hanzi came to Ye Qingmian's room again, he found that he had woken up.

The whole person sat dumbfounded, looking out the window, and did not respond to her arrival. Yu Hanzi didn't know what to do, and he didn't know how to say something, but he saw Ye Qingmian raise his hands and keep scratching something in front of him, as if he was trying to straighten out an invisible ball of yarn.

In the evening, quietly, an expressionless man, with empty eyes, sat on the bed and shook his arms, moved his fingers, and fiddled with the air, which made Yu Hanzi's back chill for a while, and he felt that he was sweating. I don't know why, Yu Hanzi glanced at the paper money in the living room, and had an urge to burn it for Ye Qingmian.

Yu Hanzi felt that he was about to be tortured by Ye Qingmian and went crazy, and quietly observed for a long time, Ye Qingmian finally stopped, but began to write something in the diary. Yu Hanzi patted his head irritably, simply ignored him, and went back to his room to sleep.

I slept very deeply this night, and when Yu Hanzi woke up, Ye Qingmian was no longer at home. After washing, Yu Hanzi sneakily slipped into Ye Qingmian's room, found the diary that Ye Qingmian wrote last night, locked the door of the room, cut a plate of fruit and put it on the coffee table in the living room, and lay comfortably on the sofa, holding a small fork with one hand, constantly sending fruit to his mouth, and the other hand elegantly opened to the last text of the diary, without the guilt of peeking at other people's diaries.

I woke up in the most real world in my memory, as if I had experienced a dream. But it's so real, I can remember everything about me in both worlds. I had a wife and a daughter in that world, and I could feel that I was happy, but it was also painful.

In that world, where I was in an endless cycle of the day, I could see one me after another, repeating the decisions I had made, making the same mistakes. There, all the struggles pale in comparison. Every person and every factor affects the plot of the new day, and I'm not the only one stuck in a loop, I want to save Ye Li, and I also want to reconcile with Hanori, but I want to be more clear about what happened to them.

I thought it was a real world, and even though I had experienced the unthinkable there, I still believed in it. It wasn't until the world collapsed and memories began to revive that I gradually found myself. It turns out that this is just a game of reincarnation, a trick that makes it impossible to distinguish the real from the fake. The wife in the memory of that world is a girl who has a slight affection for her in reality. Daughter Ye Li is a person who does not exist.

I used to believe that what was true was false, so is the reality where I am now really real? Ye Qingsha, Yu Hanzi, Gray Palace, and the reincarnation game, could these also be false existences? Like dreams, they are just chains that bind my thoughts, and seal the bubble that keeps me away from reality.

Will there come a time when I will find that the world, like the world of infinite loops, will become meaningless except to interfere with thoughts and memories? So where is the real truth?

I'm completely messed up, I have the memories of two worlds, the cognition and knowledge of two worlds, but this doesn't solve the confusion in my heart. It was dark all around, and all I needed was a little bit of fire. knew that Ye Li didn't exist, but he still missed her very much.

The game of reincarnation is really like experiencing a reincarnation. Maybe the Meng Po soup by the bridge is not superfluous, it can make people start from scratch without worry. The body, which carries two memories, is really too painful. When a world turns out to be false, then the worldview and beliefs of that memory completely collapse sucks.

I don't feel the slightest sense of happiness to leave the game.,Now I'm worried about light yarn.。 Could she have experienced something like that? No, probably not. This game should only be for myself. Yes, that's it, that's right.

Who is targeting me, and why am I detached? My spirit was on the verge of a breakdown, and the game was over. But...... I began to see a myriad of strange lines in front of me, absolutely two-dimensional lines that should not have been seen.

Above everyone's head, there is a set of lines, drilled high into the sky, infinitely long. Not only people, but also every tree, every flower, every insect, even every stone, not a single house. They all have them, reaching out into the infinite void. On that main line, there will be countless zigzag branches that stretch outward, and my world becomes strange, surrounded by countless lines.

There are still many threads that go deep into the earth, and I don't know what they represent. The threads are mostly black, but there are also red, yellow, purple, and many colors. It's dense, but if I want to, I'll focus on what I want to see. And I seem to be able to go back and forth with the lines. I can grasp the distant line in my hands, and I can feel the meaning it represents. That's fate, that's time, that's the manifestation of four-dimensional matter in two-dimensional states.

I don't know why I know this, but I think it has something to do with that psychopathic white didi. Maybe I'm really crazy, and if one day I'll be sent to a mental hospital and be neighbors with Bai Didi, maybe we won't be bored. At least for now, we seem to have something in common.

I finally know why mental illness needs to take sedative medicine, such as myself, I can't sleep in the middle of the night, and I will think about it crankily.

After observing the world, I began to observe myself. I also have a line on my head, which is annoying, like a puppet. My line is no different from the occasional pedestrian walking by outside his window. Also, I seem to be able to see that my lines have another hidden form, which is an infinite number of almost overlapping circles, all of which coincide at some point.

It's like me in a circular world, repeating every day, like countless circles, no matter how much I struggle, I have to return to the beginning. Today is yesterday and tomorrow, as if all the circles were condemned to death at one point. That point, connecting all the time and space, and making the loop work, these should be the traces of the infinite loop of 24-hour space that I have experienced.

I really miss the carefree days before, the world was so ordinary, and it used to feel peaceful and hopeless. Now I am looking forward to a life of inaction, feeling the most ordinary minute and second.

But this game of reincarnation changed my life, I was not alone, my friends, my sister, were all caught up in this vortex. So I have to learn to be strong, and only by staying alive can I protect the people I care about. Although there is no obvious evidence, I know that I am treated differently, that I have unusual secrets, that I am special.

I used to feel that I was not wrong, that the world was a cage where so many truths were imprisoned. I'm going to live, poke this day through a hole, and see what it's like out there.