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Blind Spot

[The 34th Galaxy Award for Best Online Novel] [The No.1 on the Science Fiction Literature IP Adaptation Value Potential List (2023)] [The Best Chinese Science Fiction Online Novel] … Have you heard? When the night is deep and silent, if you open your music player, put on headphones, curl up under the covers, and cover your head, listening to the same song on loop. After the loop has played forty-four times and you fall asleep, if you're unlucky, when you open your eyes again, you will no longer be lying in your own bed, but will have entered a bizarre space completely isolated from reality. That space... on the surface, it appears to be places we commonly see, such as one’s own bedroom, the living room at home, the underground garage, the bathroom, the basketball court, construction sites, etc., but if you observe carefully, you'll realize that everything is different...everything. ==== This is the story of an ordinary person, named Common, who after acquiring supernatural abilities, gradually transforms and grows in an alternate world, ultimately reaching the pinnacle of their experience.

Get Lost · SF
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765 Chs

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The girl dumped Tom and ran into someone else's arms, only to be discarded after being played for two months.

Their future was thus completely over.

Looking at the familiar and beautiful face before him, Tom desperately wanted to refuse.

Investigating the recent incident in the Water Forest outside the city, such a dangerous task was certainly not worth the money being offered.

Such tasks were extremely dangerous; typically, a single deployment warranted at least thirty thousand.

After all, it could at any moment become blood money.

But...

"Please..." Serra clasped her hands together in front of her chest, her expression pitiful.

"Tom... I know you still love me... right?"

"I'm sorry..." Tom lowered his head, took a deep breath, and clenched his teeth.

"You're that heartless!?" Serra's eyes widened in disbelief.

"It's not that I'm heartless... it's just that you, at the beginning..."

Whoosh.

A stack of printed color photographs scattered across Tom's desk.