Twenty days is not a long time.

At least that's what it looks like for Yang.

Although this state of being locked in a cell will make people feel that time passes for a long time, you must know that Yang Ke is a personality who has been locked in a small dark room for seven years, and this short period of more than twenty days is completely a piece of cake for him.

……

Duration.

Someone did come to look for Yang.

The things he said were naturally the things that Zhou Wen had already told Guo Yang - the magnetic device on his chest had a self-destruct function, and if you don't obey, we will blow you up.

Yang thought that the person who came would be Jane.

But to his surprise, it was not Jane who came, but a man.

This man he had never seen before.

Very tall and thin, with two deep nasolabial folds on his face, deep-set eye sockets, and blue pupils that give a very elusive feeling.

Of course, the person who appeared in the yang cell was not real, but only a holographic projection of the other party.

He told Yang that his name was Conor Marshall, and as for his identity, he didn't say a word.

Intuition tells Yang that this guy should be a very interesting existence.

It's just that their conversation was brief.

There's not much else to cover.

When this guy named Connor appeared, he simply told Yang something.

Then, it disappeared.

As for the other party's "threat + inducement", Yang's response was very simple:

"Okay."

Maybe Connor himself didn't expect that this young man, who had caused tons of trouble for the company from beginning to end, would be so cooperative this time.

However, this proposal is only the conclusion of the discussion of all the leaders at the top, for them, Yang's attitude does not matter, as long as Yang appears where he should appear.

……

After Conor Marshall hurriedly left.

Zhou Wen popped up again.

……

"Hey, aren't all the people in your company so elusive, I want to sleep now, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, please avoid quitting this informal time realm." Yang said to Zhou Wen.

"I'm just here to find out what you told Connor." Zhou Wen habitually sat down on the floor.

"It's nothing, he told me about the nuclear bomb, and I told him I would cooperate." Yang waved his hand and rolled over.

"That's it?" Zhou Wen blew up.

"That's all." Yang shrugged.

"Don't you wonder who the person you're talking to is?" Zhou Wen asked with a smirk.

"Who knows, it's probably a senior leader of your company." Yang said lightly.

"He's the CEO of the leadership right now." Zhou Wen said.

"CEO." Yang said with a lack of interest.

"yes, in fact, I'm curious about what kind of attitude they have towards you, it stands to reason that Connor will hardly show up at the base, usually even if he appears, it's a holographic projection, maybe I've never been to the headquarters, no one knows where he is, but it's strange that he actually contacted you by himself for such a little thing?" Zhou Wen asked Yang Xiang.

"Nope." Yang shook his head.

“……”

……

"Hey, have you finished speaking, please go back when you're done, my schedule will be disrupted by you." Yang rolled over and lay on the ground.

"With your current physical state, you hardly need to sleep." Zhou Wen shook his head.

"But I can't sleep?" Yang gave Zhou Wen a middle finger.

"Fuck off......

He waved his hand in disgust.

……

However, in the next second, Yang noticed that the cell suddenly fell silent.

turned around and looked, where was Zhou Wen's figure.

"Well, I really said I'd just go."

Yang glanced at the empty cell.

Zhou Wen disappeared, indicating that his consciousness had now returned to the mainstream time realm.

"It's really an idle egg."

Yang shrugged.

He fell to the ground and went back to sleep.

……

And in this matter, Zhou Wen is in a very bad state.

……

Inside his office.

Zhou Wen was half-kneeling on the ground with a pale face, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the whole person looked like he was going to die like he was going to die.

In an instant, he was several years old.

"Whew...... Whoop......"

Zhou Wen gasped as he struggled to prop up the ground.

I was trembling all over.

His heart was filled with shock about this.

He looked at the withered veins in his arms, and his eyes widened.

……

"Damn, how did this guy learn so quickly."

He cursed hoarsely.

Reaching out and waving it in the air, a chair moved automatically.

Zhou Wen climbed onto the chair with a hard prop.

……

Yang thought that Zhou Wen had ended the informal time realm by himself.

However, this is not the case.

Zhou Wen was withdrawn.

To be precise, he was kicked out, kicked out by Yang.

This time, the person who forcibly ended the informal time realm was not Zhou Wen, but Yang.

It's just that Yang himself doesn't know.

And every time he opens up the time realm, it needs to consume a large amount of energy, and the reason why Yang can be brought into the informal time realm by Zhou Wen countless times is because the symbiote matter in his body can provide enough energy for consumption.

But this time, it was Yang who ended the time realm.

This means that Zhou Wen has become the bearer of the energy consumption opened up by the informal time realm this time.

He was unlucky.

Because he didn't know that Yang could voluntarily withdraw from the informal time realm, he had always thought that he was the one who dominated time, but now the situation has changed.

Yang ended the time realm, so all the energy consumption was suppressed on Zhou Wen.

But Zhou Wen was also lucky.

He was glad that this informal time was very short, and the two of them just spoke a few words, instead of BB for half a day at length as before, otherwise, this time the energy consumption might directly squeeze him dry.

……

"Whew...... Voice Recording ......"

Zhou Wen lay weakly on the chair.

The medical function of the chair is rapidly improving his physical condition, infusing him with the material energy he needs to live.

Most of his organs had been almost depleted in an instant.

Zhou Wen was indeed frightened.

Yang's actually caught him off guard.

He turned on voice recording.

A virtual panel popped out of the air in front of him.

Start recording Zhouwen's voice.

"On March 8, 2020, the subject began to master and use the new time ability, and for the first time, he voluntarily cut off the informal time ......"

Zhou Wen said and spoke, but before he finished speaking, he fell into a coma.

……

(End of chapter)