(For the rest of the content, please refer to the end of Chapter 303 and the first half of Chapter 304.) ）

On the other side, Fucheng.

Yan Xiao suddenly woke up from her sleep.

He immediately got up, ran to the bathroom, and looked at himself in the mirror.

The man in the mirror, with a calm complexion, but seemed to be ...... Looming.

His time is running out......

Yan Xiao looked at his palm, everything, and it all started with the stormy night when the [Wedding Dress] strange talk was in progress.

Chen Zhiyuan suddenly called and asked him to go to his home.

That man...... The man who was like a shadow of the sun was almost unable to hold on.

Chen Zhiyuan's ability to make permanent props is extremely terrifying, and so far, it is the only thing that has a "similar" prophecy ability.

The more important and complete the clues collected, the higher the probability that the story line will develop into real events.

That night...... On the night of the stormy [wedding dress], although he and Chen Zhiyuan were not involved in strange conversations, the horror in reality was being staged on them.

It was also that night that I really made up my mind to let everyone in Fucheng ...... Survive.

Memory...... Back to that night.

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When she received Chen Zhiyuan's call, Yan Xiao immediately set off from home.

He knew very well that Chen Zhiyuan's permanent item ability was too powerful, which caused the [price] he needed to pay extremely heavy.

Chen Zhiyuan's thinking ability will gradually become slower as the number of uses increases.

In other words...... Chen Zhiyuan will become an idiot who can't think.

When he arrived at Chen Zhiyuan's house, Chen Zhiyuan was looking at the heavy rain outside the window.

"Please...... Help me write it down......" Chen Zhiyuan turned his head, and two lines of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Yan Xiao's heart tightened, and she nodded.

He took out his pen and paper and sat down at his desk.

Chen Zhiyuan will passively forget some things, but looking at Chen Zhiyuan's current appearance, Yan Xiao is also puzzled in his heart, what did he do?

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Xiao asked concisely.

Chen Zhiyuan stood by the window and shook his head slightly: "I did a stupid thing." ”

He looked up, his voice was not loud, and the raindrops that crackled on the window glass almost obscured his voice.

But what came out of Chen Zhiyuan's mouth shocked Yan Xiao's heart.

"All along, I had an idea."

Chen Zhiyuan said calmly.

"My permanent prop is called the Continuation Pen, which can continue to write about the possible development of the strange story based on the clues obtained so far, that is, ...... A storyline. ”

"When I first got the pen, I was thinking...... What happens if I use a continuation pen in the real world? Is it possible to predict the future? ”

"Then I felt that my thoughts were naïve, because in the real world, where are the clues related to [the world]?"

"Until...... Today. ”

Chen Zhiyuan took out an item from his pocket and put it on the desk.

Yan Xiao looked down, this thing was...... Cell phone?

Whose phone?

"This is Yang's phone." Chen Zhiyuan's words were amazing, but what was even more terrifying was still to come......

"I used Yang's mobile phone as a clue and used the pen of continuation, originally I thought it was just a boring attempt," Chen Zhiyuan shook his head with a wry smile, "but...... Something strange happened. ”

"Please record everything that follows."

Chen Zhiyuan's tone was a little pleading, and he said very seriously.

Yan Xiao also realized the seriousness of the matter, nodded, and picked up the pen.

At such moments, they all think that the most reliable thing is to record it on the most written paper.

Chen Zhiyuan opened his mouth and said word by word:

[There is only one in the Hitomi Realm.] 】

[He is a genius, and he has created a backup of the Hitomi Realm. 】

[Dan...... Left string, you should understand...... We've all experienced the most horrific thing. 】

【……】

[We all see the future ......]

[I want to use my own way to make this world continue......]

【……】

【Yang! Don't do that! You're wrong! 】

[No...... I'm not wrong, Fucheng...... It's the last chance, I should have noticed it in the first place, ...... It's hibernating, it's hiding, it's waiting to move......]

[The time is now!] 】

[Hate me, everyone in Fucheng ......]

【……】

[You are ...... Lunatic! 】

【……】

[He once said...... The most terrifying thing in the world is that there are no ghosts in the world. 】

We don't see the deceased, and if they die, they are dead. 】

[But in Fucheng, death is not the end...... It's just that the price is too heavy......]

【……】

[Someone has to do this, Yan Xiao...... Do you regret it? 】

【……】

[Thank you.] 】

【……】

[I will remember that you existed.] 】

【……】

The blood and tears in the corners of Chen Zhiyuan's eyes flowed out uncontrollably.

Under his description, Yan Xiao recorded everything completely, stroke by stroke.

He raised his head and saw Chen Zhiyuan's miserable white face.

stepped forward to support him and checked it roughly, Yan Xiao frowned.

Although his consciousness is still there, he is unconscious, the deep and shallow reflexes of his body are disappearing, his heartbeat is weakening, his breathing is shallow, and Chen Zhiyuan is on the verge of death at this moment.

Fortunately, Yan Xiao was prepared when she came over.

He immediately gave Chen Zhiyuan a shot of adrenaline, and finally maintained his vital signs.

After about half an hour, Yan Xiao sat at the desk, holding a pen, looking at what she had recorded before.

Chen Zhiyuan's consciousness recovered, and he walked to the window in silence and looked at the pouring rain outside the window.

"I don't know how they're doing now."

Yan Xiao's heart darkened.

He knew that Chen Zhiyuan had forgotten.

He used Yang's mobile phone to use the [Pen of Continuation] in the real world, and as a result, he wrote a part of the story line of [Future], but at this moment...... Chen Zhiyuan has forgotten it all.

But...... In this case, this is not a bad thing.

Yan Xiao was silent for a moment and asked, "Who are you worried about?" ”

Then...... Chen Zhiyuan expressed his worries, he was worried about Zhong Xueran, reminiscing about Yang, and trying to remember what happened to Yang.

……

"I want more people to live."

Chen Zhiyuan said this sentence blankly.

"I'll probably forget about it, though."

Yan Xiao held the paper full of words, and his hand subconsciously tightened.

"I'm leaving."

He refused Chen Zhiyuan's invitation to let him stay, and he left despite the heavy rain.

But...... Instead, he called someone he had met before.

"Doctor's ......"

"All the players in Fucheng, I want them to survive......"

It was night, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain was pouring down.

(End of chapter)