In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
Countdown 168:00:00.
Qing Chen opened his eyes in a farmhouse cottage on Laojun Mountain.
In those seven days, he had experienced so many landscapes, met so many people, that upon his return, he felt as if he had come back from another world.
Suddenly, he was pulled out of that bizarre world.
Yet, before he could even begin to ponder, his WeChat started blowing up with messages.
Qing Chen checked his phone, all the messages were from Nan Gengchen.
"Bro Chen, are you there? Are you there, are you there, are you there?"
"Bro Chen, listen to me, let me explain!"
"Bro Chen, would you believe me if I said I have a twin brother over there, and what you saw was him, not me?"
Qing Chen reflected that Nan Gengchen was probably best at confusing himself with a bunch of nonsensical lies.
Nobody else could be fooled.
However, Qing Chen didn't pay him any attention and walked out of the room to borrow the farmhouse's landline, intending to call Nan Gengchen.