Feng Chen wanted to turn on the network to correct the time, but he was surprised to find that the mobile phone had no signal, not only did there be no 4G network, but even the mobile phone signal, which was not just a small problem with the mobile phone. He suddenly realized that the mobile phone was the only thing he could communicate with his current self from that dream!

At this time, Feng Chen thought back to everything that happened in the morning, and wanted to think clearly about what he had learned in the school anatomy class, but he could hardly remember anything, as if that class did not exist, and what made him tremble even more was that he couldn't even remember the face of the classmate who woke him up!

Could it be that what I experienced at night was really what had happened? Could it be that I was now in another illusion?

Is this world true or false?

Feng Chen didn't know, but he knew that there was not much time left for him to think clearly, and he was still wandering around the ghost gate! Feng Chen propped his hands on the table, his ten fingers stuck into his hair and buckled his scalp, his body trembled uncontrollably, at this time he suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, although he had never smoked, but he just wanted to find something to calm himself down. 、

Whew~~Whew~~Whew~~~

He breathed deeply, his chest rising and falling heavily, and he was forcing himself to calm down. Feng Chen took out a notebook and a carbon pen from the pile of clutter next to him, he understood that he didn't have a way to think about it now, so he had to use a stupid way to write down all the things he could remember now, and then think about it slowly.

.........

I, Feng Chen, a junior at Luyu Medical University, live alone outside the home, living in Room 410, Building 4, Fenghao Hotel, yesterday (here Feng Chen persuaded himself to admit what happened) I rode my bicycle home after the work of Hospitable Commemorative Supplies because I missed the last bus, and I glanced at the time when I left......

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Writing this, Feng Chen's hand slammed down, and the pen pierced the white paper, and even left a deep mark on the table. He finally remembered that he had forgotten something, he packed up his clutter and prepared to leave at 10:15, and now the time on his phone has been stuck at 10:17, which means that he is really in trouble less than two minutes after he left the souvenir store, and if he has a slight delay halfway, then he should still be in the store!

But in this way, what is my later experience of riding a bicycle, is it also fake?

Contradictions, unsolvable mysteries haunted Feng Chen's heart, his mind fluctuated, he couldn't calm down for a long time, he was immersed in thinking and didn't realize that when he started to write, the clock on the wall was spinning rapidly, and the sun outside the window was setting the horizon at several times the speed.

.........

I left around 10:15, it was a little dark outside, there were no stars, and then I was riding my bike on the way back to the hotel, I had a car accident, there were two cars, but I can't remember how many people were arguing on the side of the road, I looked back and saw them smiling at me, I sped up to go home, but at this time I saw a black fog, it swallowed everything, and chased me frantically. I fell, and it was dragging me back, when a raven flew up to me, and I saw that it had blood-red eyes and a beak full of sharp teeth......

.........

Feng Chen finished writing without stopping, breathed a long sigh of relief, put down the pen with trembling hands, and then clasped the ten fingers of his hands together, put them to his mouth and kept sighing, the cold and slippery feeling of the black mist made him feel like falling into an ice cave, his hands were cold and stiff, and goosebumps were everywhere on his body.

He moved his buttocks, and at this time it was completely dark outside, Feng Chen was stunned, he remembered that the sun was still shining before he started writing, and he was afraid that there were still five or six hours before it got dark. Could it be that he was too involved? Impossible, even if this is the case, the passage of time is too unreasonable! Feng Chen stood up, walked to the window, and looked down from above, a sea of lights, this ordinary scene made him feel a little gratified, but he soon found one thing-there was no sound, there was not a single pedestrian on the huge street, it was terrifyingly deserted, and he couldn't even see one or two cars coming and going in the distance.

Feng Chen staggered back and closed the curtains. He was silent for a moment, then leaned his back against the wall, and slowly slipped off the wall, hugging himself in this small corner, listening to the sound of a little choking, and the hands on his legs were bruised by the exertion.

After a while, he raised his head with red eyes and clenched his teeth.

Okay, come on, the rabbit is in a hurry and bites, even if I die, I will ask you for a piece of meat, I don't believe it!

It's a person who still has three points of urine, not to mention that he is a big man in Shandong.

Feng Chen returned to the table, picked up the pen, and wrote a sentence: There are still a few classes to demonstrate the dissection of the specimen.

This was the only sentence he remembered clearly about the anatomy class in his memory, as if someone was giving him a hint and firmly engraved this sentence in Feng Chen's heart. Maybe this is the limit of a certain time, Feng Chen thought down.

After that, Feng Chen washed, went to bed, and slept, he understood that if he wanted to fight back, he couldn't do it without enough energy, and now it was not like yesterday's sudden disaster that was difficult to resist, and now he still had the ability to have time to prepare, and he had to make sure that his side could give full play to its most powerful advantages. Still, the huddle in the bed showed great anxiety and despair in his heart.

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Time has returned to normal, as if as long as Feng Chen does not interpret and analyze what he has experienced, the flow rate of time is normal, and there is no difference from usual.

The night was long, Feng Chen shrunk in the quilt, forcing himself not to think about terrible things, trying to calm himself as calmly as possible, trying to fall asleep, and making the final recuperation for tomorrow's life and death test.

As soon as the perspective turned, in the dark forest beside the road, most of the dim light of the street lamps was blocked by dense branches and leaves, and only a few fell to the ground and intertwined with the shadows of the trees, like ghost hands shaking one after another. Deeper in the woods, where there was no light, not even the black fog shrouded, a black cat crawled quietly on the high treetops, its long tail hanging downward, swaying slightly, its slender body motionless, like a black statue, its sharp nails popping out of the flesh pads and buckling on the branches. The golden eyes stared motionlessly at the clearing outside the forest, the crow confronting the black mist. This is another hunter hiding in the shadows staring at his coveted prey!

Suddenly, it moved, its strong muscles supporting its graceful body, making it feel like a fish in water in the complex environment between the branches, the large and thick flesh pads in its palms kept its voice to a minimum when jumping through the woods, and its sharp teeth flashed with cold light, making it undoubted that it could easily bite through the delicate neck of its prey, he was a gifted hunter and predator, and one of the beings standing at the top of the food chain!