Chapter 16

When extraordinary things happen in life, it's usually a very romantic experience.

It's like a fairy tale for adults.

When you didn't receive the acceptance letter from Hogwarts as a child, it seemed as if it wasn't so far away.

However, this malicious news is like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the passion in many people's hearts.

Only at this moment do people realize that the world is far from being as beautiful as they thought.

The world may change, but human nature will not.

Future technology is too valuable. Not to mention the materials and structures of bionic mechanical limbs, the technology of connecting mechanical limbs to neurons alone is enough to drive many people mad.

This is true future technology. Instead of hoping for alien technology, it's better to directly plunder what's right in front of you.

Moreover, the most critical point is that ordinary people who have traveled through time and returned are still vulnerable to attacks by armed organizations, even if they have mechanical limbs.

The deceased was found dead at home, with the murderer stabbing him in the heart through his ribs with a dagger.

Compared to mechanical limbs, this dagger has no technological content.

This is not a fairy tale; it's more like a satirical fable for adults.

For a moment, many time travelers who impulsively exposed their identities due to the heat began to feel afraid.

Some people returned with mechanical limbs, worried that they might also be targeted.

Other time travelers, like Qingchen, who didn't have mechanical limbs, were still concerned that others might covet something else.

Now, some Japanese media are speculating that perhaps killing a time traveler can replace the other person and gain the qualification to travel through time.

This speculation is too crazy!

Before it is proven whether it is feasible or not, trust between people will likely be completely lost.

Nangengchen, who was previously enthusiastic, finally stopped thinking about where to take Qingchen for a meal.

He muttered to himself, "It was such a rare chance to change our fate, but how did it suddenly turn into a horror game?"

To say that Nangengchen and Qingchen are both in the same boat, both having gambling fathers who cause chaos at home.

Nangengchen is relatively better off; at least his parents haven't divorced, and the house hasn't been sold, so his daily life is still guaranteed, just without much pocket money.

Qingchen is worse off; he has nothing left.

During class gatherings, classmates usually don't invite them, as they can't even afford the cost of a game of pool.

Nangengchen has a crush on a girl, but due to the lack of pocket money, he feels inferior and doesn't dare to talk to her.

So both of them are quite eager to make money. Nangengchen had previously written novels and submitted them to magazines, hoping to earn some royalties, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Seeing Nangengchen's disappointment, Qingchen felt it was a good thing: "You've seen the news. I mean, if you also travel through time, you have to be careful, and don't talk randomly when you come back."

"Okay, I understand," Nangengchen nodded, feeling a bit melancholic, "Why are we so poor?"

Qingchen thought for a moment and said, "When others' fathers were working hard, your father was playing cards."

Nangengchen, though a bit resentful of his father, felt uncomfortable when Qingchen said this and retorted, "What about your father?"

Qingchen: "Oh, my father was working hard at playing cards."

Nangengchen: "……"

The two fell into a silence. After a while, Nangengchen asked, "By the way, how did your father get in?"

"I reported him. I hope he can reflect on himself inside," Qingchen answered calmly.

Nangengchen was taken aback: "Why don't you report my father too?"

Qingchen: "???"

At this moment, the class bell rang.

The second class of the morning was supposed to be English, but the geography teacher entered the classroom.

The name of Luocheng Foreign Language School includes "foreign language," so the school places great emphasis on foreign languages.

English teachers have a high status, and each class has an excellent English teacher. The school also hires foreign teachers, who start teaching students from junior high school.

Moreover, some classes in the school are specifically set up for "Japanese" and "German" and other less common languages, not English.

The middle-aged geography teacher, Chen Yandong, said on the podium, "Your homeroom teacher, Mr. Du, has something to attend to and is on leave. The second class will be geography, and English will be moved to the third class tomorrow morning."

Qingchen was taken aback by this. Perhaps because of the many events of the day, he felt that the homeroom teacher's leave wasn't that simple.

Could Mr. Du Yihong also be a time traveler?

But if so many time travelers are concentrated in Luocheng, how many must there be nationwide?

No, no!

Qingchen lowered his head to hide his eyes, and in an instant, his pupils narrowed sharply.

Everything that happened today flashed through his mind like a movie, and all the information was summarized, categorized, and organized in a moment.

The second batch of time travelers who appeared with a countdown on their arms.

The little girl who panicked after learning she would travel through time, being interviewed with her parents.

The time traveler live streamer who appeared to sell products.

Each piece of information was like a leaf falling from the sky, and Qingchen casually picked up the "useful" leaves from the air.

The next moment, Qingchen was startled to find that the time travelers discovered today were distributed in a point-like pattern, concentrated in over a dozen cities.

Some residents in certain cities even posted online, wondering why there were no time travelers in their city.

This means that the distribution of time travelers might be very concentrated!

Concentrated in a dozen cities!

The amount of analysis was too much, and Qingchen couldn't help but feel dizzy.

At 5:40 PM, the last class ended, and Qingchen skipped class again.

Before leaving, the study committee member shouted, "Qingchen, the textbook fees are due tomorrow, don't forget!"

"Got it," Qingchen waved his hand.

Then, he quickly left the classroom, under the envious gaze of Nangengchen.

In the twilight, students who had just finished class rushed to the cafeteria for dinner, waiting for evening self-study.

Qingchen quickly passed through the crowd, climbed over a corner of the school wall, and left the campus.

At home, he changed out of his school uniform into clothes he rarely wore and put on a baseball cap.

He searched for the address of Yinyin Central Garden on his phone, which was about six kilometers from the school, where Huang Jixian lived.

For some reason, he felt an impulse to go and see, even though he didn't know which building or unit Huang Jixian lived in. He just wanted to see what happened after Huang Jixian returned and what he experienced in the other world.

Qingchen didn't have enough money for a taxi; he only had 50 cents left in his pocket, which was all his savings until his next chess game with Grandpa Zhang at Fula Supermarket.

He decided to run.

In the past, Qingchen didn't pay much attention to physical exercise, only running during school drills.

But now he suddenly realized that he must be strong to face the dangerous world.

After all, the character for "life" in Chinese has never had a homophone, perhaps hinting that life is only one.

It must be cherished.