Hua Teng's teeth chattered, feeling the real imminent threat of death, he no longer had half a minute of calm before, and nodded in panic.

The pain in his heart twisted him, but he gritted his teeth and didn't dare to scream, for fear of making a sound. In that case, I don't know what this madman will do, don't wait for me to get out, or I'll tear your body to pieces.

"If you have any requirements, whether it is time or anything else, I can meet your needs, and you know I can do it." Hua Teng shouted at the top of his voice.

He is a real director, and the promises he gives are very tempting, and if he were an ordinary resident, he would definitely agree.

It's a pity that Zhou Xuan is not. He is a memory possessed by a future visitor, and the temptation of interest given here is worthless, Zhou Xuan did not reply, he just wants to figure things out now.

Start asking another question: "Why target Ginger?" Gray mist guidance on him, why? What does it have to do with the president? This time, Zhou Xuan has the identity of gray fog management, and in this list of people who have gray fog disease, he saw Li Jiang's file, and from the previous possession, Zhou Xuan knew very well that Li Jiang did not get gray fog disease, at least from the point of view of possession.

In the Ancient Bell Building, if you lose control of your emotions, you will turn into a gray fog patient with non-actionable rules, and if the gray fog disease develops, it will become an early demon, which was extremely difficult to deal with before.

If there is a complete demon in the Ancient Bell Building, where all the remaining watches are reduced to ordinary people, it will be a catastrophe, so it is necessary to completely eradicate the gray fog disease.

Over the years, it has been doing well under the maintenance of Time Bank. To his surprise, Li Jiang was actually deliberately marked, and it can be said that the situation in which Li Jiang was in was the purpose of the next step of the World Bank's top management, which was to make him a gray fog patient.

Hua Teng's heart trembled, the biggest secret was seen through, he lowered his head and looked up at Zhou Xuan suddenly: "Who are you?" How do you know this? Hua Teng gradually lost under Zhou Xuan's gaze: "It's the president." Li Jiang is very important, in the mouth of the governor, he will endanger the safety of the whole world, so he needs to be dealt with in advance. How is it endangered?

"I'm not very clear. The change may have something to do with this! Zhou Xuan nodded and asked again: "Why did you and the president quarrel in the morning?" Hua Teng's voice trembled: "With the continuous childbirth and recuperation, soon the bearing capacity of the building will reach a limit, and the only way now is to let some residents go out, which can be used in various names, such as exploration." Otherwise, with the increase in population, the concentration of gray fog in the building is now approaching the past again, although I don't want to admit it, it is the only feasible way to sacrifice the majority of people and save a small number of people, and I advise him to do so for the sake of the continued continuation of the world. ”

"This kind of persuasion has happened many times, but this kind of thing has happened once, and he doesn't want to do it, so he quarrels."

"He always thought I had something else on my mind. But what's wrong with me, isn't that the only way? I know that time banking is his brainchild, but aren't we working on it? But what else can be done! Hua Teng was on the verge of death and lost control of his emotions, and when he said this, he looked crazy, and seemed to pour out all the grievances he had received over the years.

Zhou Xuan smiled playfully: "So what's the password to go to the top floor?" "There is an exclusive elevator to the top floor, which is not accessible to normal people, and even if it is close, it cannot be driven, and only a few directors who are qualified to go to the top floor will know the password.

Hearing this, Hua Teng stood up in pain: "What do you want to do!" Wait a minute! He understood the meaning of Zhou Xuan's words, and then his face changed, and he staggered over regardless of the pain: "You want to attack the president?" Zhou Xuan was too lazy to talk to him, and he was not ambiguous, it was another knife.

Talking to NPCs, isn't this a brain disease?

"Crazy, you're crazy, aren't you! Do you have gray fog to do this? When Zhou Xuan was about to raise the knife in his hand, Hua Teng finally said a complex password.

Hua Teng became more and more excited, not caring about the injury on his thigh at all, staring at him with hatred. Zhou Xuan smiled without saying a word, walked out, and waited for the end of time.

The next time is to finally uncover everything. Silently meditating on the time. Bye. Zhou Xuan spit out two words from his mouth. The world is dark again.

…… Vomiting~ The pain of pouring over the river and the sea from his abdomen made him clean of food. The heart beats like a drum.

Blood contracts and expands with the heart, and the heat flows from the blood vessels to every inch of the skin throughout the body.

Zhou Xuan looks at himself, and he is a new identity. And now it's 4:16 p.m.

A good point in time, at least not a cleaner.

"There's plenty of time." Zhou Xuan took two deep breaths, got on the elevator, from top to bottom, this time he chose another floor, and came to Meng Yi's table, she was not there at the moment, and with an inconvenient movement, she put the folding mirror on her body.

Then he changed floors and went to find Li Jiang, who looked confused, not knowing who was coming in front of him, but because of what he was going to do, he looked at everything vigilantly.

Zhou Xuan smiled and said: "Don't make a move, I know everything about you." Like a kitten with its tail stepped on, Lijiang took a few steps back, looking warily at the stranger.

"I'm a victim just like you, take this well, and I'll do the rest for you." …… The president's office on the top floor, the original City of the Twelfth, was silent, without light or light.

The deep walkway is like a giant beast from ancient times opening its bloody mouth, waiting for some delicious food that has strayed into it.

It is also like a calm and deep sea without a trace of waves, and only the mysterious fear can only be experienced by the occasional huge shadow under the surface of the sea that flashes of waves.

There was a chill on the back of his neck, and goosebumps appeared on his body. Zhou Xuan's eyes narrowed, and the floor returned to normal at this moment, just like the most ordinary alley.

This is the room located at the end of the floor. He walked to the president's office, no need to report, no need to apply, no one to stop him.

There was no one on the entire floor, everything was so abnormal. Everything was so normal again, nothingness, and at the end, Zhou Xuan pushed the door and walked in.

In the president's office, the gray-haired president Meng Zhen worked hard at the desk. Compared with the two of them lying on the stretcher before, the man who had held the power of the time bank for decades was soaked in majesty.

He was sitting precariously with a sad face, and he had been in turmoil for decades, but he didn't expect the time bank to come this far in his hands.

He was thinking of a way, but he couldn't think of any useful way, and his face became more serious and majestic in the process of thinking.

Even Zhou Xuan walked in and didn't notice it: "Do you still want to pretend?" It's just the two of us. Zhou Xuan walked up to Meng Zhen and looked into his eyes, the people at the table were still working hard.

Interesting, isn't it over yet?

"October 30."

"All the stories happen on this day."

"The Ancient Bell Building and the Time Bank are troubled internally and externally. On this day, Hua Teng came to the door and told him the last resort, you were furious, broke the cup, and scolded him fiercely, unless you died, don't even think about this idea. Drove him down, as a person with a strong desire to control, the iron-blooded style of saying one is not the same as your label, Hua Teng came up at this time in your opinion to question your authority. You have always been like this, Zhou Xuan paused as he watched the movements in Meng Zhen's hand, and his tone became a little heavier.

"Meng Yi. All the while living under your morbid control, see your family portrait here. I think I have the answer. "Meng Zhen's desk has a family photo, a family of three with bright smiling faces, and the little girl sitting on the swing is only six or seven years old, and the traces of Meng Yi can be vaguely seen.

"Someone like you wouldn't want to put a family portrait on your desk unless something happened. And this family photo is still a group photo from many years ago. No matter what, it is impossible for a family of three to have no photos behind them, which shows two possibilities, or the person inside is no longer alive. Either you have been separated from each other, and you don't get along with each other in old age, and the reason for no longer is that you, and the guilt and inner torment make you can only deceive yourself like this, plus seeing things and thinking about people. You have received a lot of help from Jia Meiling to get to where you are now, but you are not reconciled, unwilling to be trapped in such a building, because you have experienced the era before the Great Collapse, and you know that there is a world of difference between the two generations of time banks. Finally, you see hope in her, you know that the establishment of the Ancient Bell Mansion is inextricably linked to someone in your wife's past life, and as you investigate step by step, you notice the Li family. Those small objects, as well as the special and changes on Li Jiang's body. Spiritual power, this word makes you care, the concentration of spiritual power is getting higher, Li Jiang is seen by you as a hope for the ancient clock building to go out, but you also need to take this into your own hands, you want to restore the glory of the time bank in the past, and restore the control of the remaining table. You made a move, Jia Meiling confronted you, and the result was not very good, so you will be asked to put the family photo on the table, which is why Meng Yi hates you so much. For your daughter, you mistakenly think that you didn't arrange everything, and you start to become more controllable and arrange her life clearly. This kind of you finally made Meng Yi, who had never felt the warmth of her family, explode, and her hatred for you was already monstrous. You may not be able to figure it out until you die, and the only one who can leak these secret information is the daughter who you are trying to keep in your hands. Your own desire for control is ultimately the driving force that hastened the collapse of the Time Bank. However, the plan could not catch up with the changes, and on this day, there was another person who secretly made up his mind. Ginger. A little transparent who is unknown in the bank, he works hard and diligently, but all this is not too good. The father was hospitalized and the wife divorced. You took his child for the sake of spiritual power, and this was the last straw that overwhelmed him. Everything is moving in the direction of the inevitable. That's the end of it! He straightened his clothes and decided to end it all in the most pleasant way possible. "Ouyang Zhe, who was attached to the back, could see most of the people's information, and when it was coherent, Zhou Xuan figured it all out.

He finally understood the picture that he hadn't figured out before the first scene, a person who had suffered so many changes hadn't slept well for a few days.

It stands to reason that you don't pay too much attention to your appearance. But on this day, he wore a suit and leather shoes, his hair was meticulously combed, neat, and even his nails were trimmed cleanly.

This sense of ritual is often the most important decision in life. In fact, it does matter.

And he did. Killing this high-ranking man, his actions gave the time bank the final blow, completely buried.

Otherwise, the time bank can at least hold on for a while. The end of a world in this way gives people an inexplicable sense of absurdity.

The reality is so unreasonable! Zhou Xuan sighed, and he looked at Meng Zhen again.

"Who would have thought that as the president of the Time Bank to maintain order, you would have unknowingly become the biggest demon long ago. After your death, you turned into the thickest gray mist, and the entire Ancient Clock Mansion was destroyed. Keep circulating, keep staying on this day, time bank is your biggest effort, but also your biggest obsession. Let everyone cycle on this day. Even if this illusion can only exist on this day, and these people are different according to their job rank. ”

"The timing of the cycle is not the same!" After three deaths, Zhou Xuan basically figured out the circulation law here.

The first death was not because he went to work at the end of the day, and the death happened to be misleading at nine o'clock, which made his thinking deviate.

Fortunately, the cleaner's quick death woke him up, and he saw the mystery. He also deduced a fairly reliable law of cycle time.

Depending on the position, the cycle time is different. The higher the position, the longer the time. Cleaners, on the other hand, are unstaffed workers.

The time loop is short to exaggerated, quite obvious, and when Zhou Xuan unveiled everything, there was finally a change.

The swarthy ceiling creaked, and a hole cracked in the middle, a huge fishy smell of seafood, and through the hole, you could see a layer of pink muscle squirming in the depths of the ceiling, like cutting through the skin.

Zhou Xuan's heart sank. Is this room alive? Soon the muscles grew freely and twisted from the opening, the blood-colored texture spread, and the tissues gradually formed.

White, shiny bones change out. Zhou Xuan took a step back, this seems to be a big mouth? Soon!

The staggered squirming stretched out a big mouth and rushed over, and Zhou Xuan was waiting for it. Who knew that Dazui didn't look at him at all, and swallowed Meng Zhen, who was sitting motionless, in one gulp.

Well? What happened? The weird picture made Zhou Xuan a little dumbfounded. That big mouth swallowed Meng Zhen, and the bank building shook violently throughout the time.

Tables, chairs, vases, ornaments. Even the reinforced concrete load-bearing walls are shaking. It was like an ancient beast that had been sleeping for a long time in a cage woke up.

The gaping mouth that opened from the ceiling swallowed up all the light, and it was dark and dark, and all around it was the deepest night where you couldn't see your fingers.

Even though he couldn't see anything, Zhou Xuan could feel the sensation of a foreign object in front of him, like the sound of a cold-blooded mollusc of a snake rubbing against the wall.

The green eyes pounce on the prey, waiting for the opportunity to move. Imagine this kind of picture. The discomfort in his heart suddenly gave him goosebumps.

The runny didn't last long. Bang! Bang! Bang! It turned into a violent heartbeat. As time passed, the sound grew louder and louder, until finally, it was as loud as thunder.

The light reappeared. The situation has changed dramatically. The entire room was covered in cobwebs, twisting bright red muscles and veins stretching in all directions.

In the middle of it, a large bright red heart that was almost half the space was beating. The heart sticks out of its veins and wraps around the wall, spreading little by little from the hole in the ceiling above, and the hole seems to have no end in sight.

The entire wall and ceiling were covered with a thin layer of flesh, and everywhere they could be seen was red. Red eroded the entire building.

Zhou Xuan looked out from the door, and the same was true of the corridor. Flesh and blood are deeply ingrained, as if they have existed in this edifice from the beginning.

Flesh Labyrinth! With each rise and fall of the heartbeat, the blood vessels rapidly swelled and then contracted, and blood flowed throughout the building.

The whole building seems to come to life. No, or rather. Was this edifice meant to be alive? (