Irin returns to the capital.

Alone.

Stepping on this land again, Irin's mentality is very different from the last time.

The whole world, in Irin's eyes, seemed to become strange and illusory.

It's a feeling that's hard to describe in words.

For Irin, it was as if these two short days had allowed him to experience a completely different life again.

When he returned to Molly's institute, Irin's failure to tell Molly about his experiences and doubts.

If Molly's theory of time travel is not true, then what is the truth?

The truth that Molly deduced was based on the premise that Irin's "memory was correct".

But when everything changes weirdly, Irin thinks, Molly can't come to a conclusion either.

I simply put all doubts down for the time being.

The world has changed, the identity has changed, the parents are gone, and everything is plausible in its tracks and memories.

But there is only one thing, and it is consistent.

He was still an apostle, an apostle struggling to survive in the inner world.

But this thing will not change.

In any case, in order to find out the source of all the changes and find out the truth about rebirth, Irin has to do it first...... Stay alive.

All was fine until November.

Autumn is in the depths of time.

The trajectory of life seems to be set in stone.

After returning to the capital, Irin set everyone up to Do Not Disturb.

At the very least, he wanted to deal with the next trial with a calm mind.

After returning to the capital, Yi Rin deliberately avoided Ling Yiyi.

He didn't know how to deal with it.

So I chose to escape.

As for Molly...... Molly didn't have time to bird him.

Irin is happy to be idle, too.

There are too many thoughts, the world is too chaotic, and Irin just wants to be quiet.

In this timeline, the relationship between Ling Yiyi and Yi Rin is as plain as water, just like Ling Yiyi's answer: just friends.

A few more days passed.

November 7.

The familiar pain spreads from the imprint of death.

This time, Irin calmly endured the sharp pain of this piercing heart.

The pain came and went like the wind, as if it had never come.

Irin quickly declutted her storage space.

As the tower level increases, there may be some bad openings, and Irin has to guard against them.

For the apostles, storage space was only one cubic meter, and space was precious, and it could be said that every inch was life-threatening, and it was impossible to fill it all with personal belongings and food.

Moreover, in the trial, it is impossible to set a dead end, according to the urine nature of the tower, no matter how difficult the start is, there will definitely be a way to survive, and it is impossible to set up an unsolvable start and a dead end, which Irin is not too worried about.

What made Yi Rin feel strange was that in the past half a month, he had obviously sent the address here to the dog, but Emperor Wang Tian didn't know whether he had changed his mind or got lost, or if he was on his way to the capital.

Anyway, because of that, I'm not in the mood to pay attention to anyone, or the dog.

Ready.

No suicide note required.

Irin didn't even say hello to anyone.

Including Lao Pan, who doesn't know where the waves have gone.

Each apostle is a solitary individual, each has their own fate, whether they can survive or not, it all depends on their strength, and Irin's can't care about anyone.

"Let's come back alive first."

"Enter the inner world."

Familiar scenes, familiar tastes.

Irin was covered in a dazzling white streamer.

Foot in the void.

【Loading……】

The familiar scene, no matter how many times, makes people feel the subtlety of this scene.

Perhaps only those who have truly chosen "YES" can personally appreciate this miraculous world.

Travel through all worlds, fight to the death, and complete tasks.

If one day, his restrictions could be lifted and he could tell this story to others, how touching would it be?

Provided that you don't have time to die by then.

The strange changes in reality are put aside by Irin for the time being.

There are some things that Irin's not yet figured out.

"Huh?"

Familiar prompts began to emerge in front of my eyes.

In this trial, the tower didn't hide the mission prompts, and pasted them on everyone's faces during the loading process.

Yi Rin cleaned up his mood, didn't dare to be careless, word by word, before the hint disappeared, deeply imprinted in his memory.

……

Welcome to Styx Elementary School. 】

[The five of you. It's a new pink transfer student in the second class of the third year. 】

[Here, the learning atmosphere is strong, and everything is thriving. 】

[In the previous sentence, you can take it seriously, or you may not take it seriously. 】

Each of your choices will determine your next fate. 】

[Remember, your own identity. 】

[Choose carefully, everything from the heart.] 】

[Note: All of this is your choice.] 】

[Note: All of this is your choice.] 】

[Note: All of this is your choice.] 】

Irin: "??? ”

[The main quest is now released: Escape from Styx Elementary School.] Mission Time Limit: Till Death Stand. Mission complete returns to the real world. Reward: Unknown. 】

Read it up.

Irin looked at the hint that the painting style was both familiar and unfamiliar, and there were many questions in his heart.

But before the hints disappeared, Irin quickly read all the hints twice as fast as he could, so as not to miss any important points.

Finally, the streamer dissipated.

Irin officially enters the trial.

As the light dissipated, Irin instantly raised his vigilance to the highest level.

In his ear, a voice that sounded normal said loudly in a kind tone: "Now, let us welcome the five transfer students of the second class of the third year of this semester with warm applause!" ”

Whoa—

The voice fell, and sparse applause rang out all around, which didn't seem to be too enthusiastic.

Junior high school, junior high school?

Irin narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is an acceptable start.

When Irin regained his sight, he found himself in a classroom.

He ignored the teachers who were talking on the podium and didn't know what to say.

Instead, use the fastest speed to look at the surrounding environment, and first make sure that the surrounding environment is temporarily safe.

Well, it's professionalism.

The professionalism of the senior apostles.

From the mission hints, the only information that can be clearly obtained by Irin at this time is the location and their current identity.

【Location】Styx Junior High School, Class 2 of the third year.

【Identity】Pink transfer student。

Other tips are a little unclear for the time being.

"Remember...... Who are you? ”

Irin pondered over a seemingly unimportant sentence in the prompt.

But in fact, Irin's clear that the mission prompt, without that sentence is not important, unless it is not tasted.

Tower's will likes to play with words, and it's not a matter of a day or two, and Irin's long time has been accustomed to it, so it's not surprising.

Thinking of this, Yi Rin immediately pretended to be youthful and shy.

Ah, it's hard to act.

With a smiling face, Irin continued to observe, looking left and right.

The classroom in front of me, called "Class 2 of the Third Year", has a style that is somewhat different from the classroom that Irin knew.

It's not that it's a discrepancy in time or architectural style, but at first glance, Irin's perception that the style of this classroom is quite strange.

All four sides are full of walls, except for the front and rear doors.

As the name suggests, it's really all walls.

The walls are painted with simple white paint, and many places are covered with cracks, of course, this old wall is not what makes Yi Rin feel weird, what really makes Yi Rin feel weird is that the four walls of the third class two classroom are actually ...... There are no windows.

Not a single window.

Why?

Irin jotted this down for a moment, then continued to observe.

Beside him, there were four other people, with different expressions, standing side by side.

Well?

When Irin saw the faces of the other four people clearly, the corners of his mouth and eyes twitched at the same time, and he almost couldn't help but say "".

It turns out that this is the meaning of "pink"!

It's really pink!

Irin sensed something was wrong and opened the Apostle panel as fast as he could.

Although the Apostle panel can be opened normally, the data is still the same data, and on the surface, it seems that there is no change.

It's just that, in the upper right corner of the apostle panel, there is a cute pink rabbit BUFF icon, which seems to correspond to the word "pink".

It's so pink!

Irin couldn't see his face though.

But from the faces of the others, he had already roughly guessed their current situation, but he hadn't had time to delve into it yet.

The skin of the other four, both men and women, was smooth and delicate, with the youthfulness of a minor, mixed with the shyness of flowers and bones in full bloom.

Irin: "......"

The other four people quickly sensed that something was wrong from the faces of the others, and their eyes were shocked and angry.

Instead, Irin's quickest to calm down and pick at his head without a trace.

Well, the dead skin is still there.

In other words, this is indeed an ontology.

But why this pink gesture?

Turn back the clock?

Got cute?

From the texture of his palms and the faces of other people, Irin could roughly deduce that he had come to this trial at this time, and he had been restored to the posture of fourteen or fifteen years old.

At this age, it's strange that it's not pink.

Irin was experienced, and with all sorts of possibilities in his mind, Irin calmed down in a short time.

Irin accepted his current start and situation faster than anyone else.

In any case, it is a hundred times better to be fifteen or sixteen years old than to be in the hands of two lumps of meat in the way and worry about when the eldest aunt will not come.

Thinking about this, Irin breathed a sigh of relief, and observed the changes in the expressions of the other four "classmates" with great interest.

Many thoughts went through Irin's mind, but it didn't take long.

On the podium, the middle-aged male teacher, who seemed to be the head teacher of the second class of the third year, pointed directly to the many vacant seats in the classroom after the students applauded with interest, and said in a casual tone: "Well, you five, just find a place to sit down, and we will start teaching immediately." ”

Irin had a calm expression.

But my heart moved.

Well?

Something seems wrong with the process of this transfer student?

According to the impression, the normal process, isn't it after applauding and welcome, and then introducing yourself?

The students are not interested in being a mere transfer student?

It's a bit fast-paced.

Irin took the initiative to step out and just picked a seat to sit down.

A few seconds later, another transfer student, a girl who could almost be said to have revealed her identity as an apostle, quickly walked over to Irin and sat down, and the two became table members.

"Please advise!"

The girl smiled sweetly.

Irin didn't come closer, didn't refuse, just chuckled, "Okay." ”