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Is he trying to trick him?
Connar hesitated, groping in the air.
While he was still fearing the unknown possibilities, Minerva next door had already stepped out of her cage and come to his cage: "Conar, let's go."
Listen to her.
Minerva's repeated words echoed in Connar's mind. He took a deep breath, grabbed the edge of the wall, and cautiously left the cage.
Until he was completely outside the cage, none of the dangers he feared occurred.
"They're really out!"
Conar excitedly stood up, clenched his paws, and cheered, only to be brutally stabbed in the back by his own bloated stomach.
He bent over in pain, rubbing his stomach haphazardly. His already unkempt hair became even more disordered, revealing a faint, piercing scar on his belly: "Ouch, it hurts... Why does my stomach hurt so much? ╯﹏╰"
"Take a deep breath, massage your stomach clockwise, and then take a few sips of water from your suitcase."
Minerva spoke very quickly and clearly, then urged, "Hurry up, finish your water, grab your suitcase, and come with me."
Conner quickly did as she said, and his stomach did feel a little better.
Despite a throbbing, but tolerable, stomachache, Connar carefully put the water back, grabbed the box, and strode quickly to Minerva's side, his eyes gleaming and his dog ears perked up: "I'm all better!"
His deep, resonant voice, satiated from a full meal, pierced the air, drawing countless eerie glances from all sides.
"What's this? The jailer—"
"No, that's not some jailer, it's that big oaf over there... It really is! His cage was opened! He's so lucky, I'm so envious."
"Why? Why was he the only one released?! Why?!"
"Heh, being released alone isn't necessarily a good thing... Wait, there's someone else next to him... It looks like that mysterious scholar from before. I can't see him clearly, but it really looks like him!"
"That scholar is here too. Perhaps they really have been released. Have a safe journey, young man, and lady scholar."
The whispers, casual remarks, and clamor of voices converged into an overwhelming wave of emotion, like boiling water pouring relentlessly down on Connar and Minerva.
Then it all came to nothing.
Having been constantly subjected to malicious stares and having fought several life-or-death battles, Conner clutched the box tightly.
His massive frame followed closely beside the equally composed, petite yet imposing Minerva with her mechanical arms.
Led by her, the two walked forward with a clear purpose along a row of cages.
ps:
These two are the only two original characters who are permanent members of the book. They are similar to the butlers who say things like, "This is the first time the young master has spoken to a woman."
Capable and conscientious (meaning extremely loyal).
It is mainly used to simplify some tedious and repetitive actions of the protagonist (because they can be handed over to the two of them), and to inform the later heroine of some information (the possibility of overtaking on a curve lies in this :D).
Of course, they also have their own exciting lives, but for the main characters, it's mainly these jobs.
There are only these two chapters (Chapters 60 and 61) that focus on the two main characters' perspectives; there won't be any more.
The following sections are mostly from the perspectives of the protagonist, his future girlfriend (wife), and a relatively important boss (there is a possibility of aerial photography-like scenery descriptions and descriptions of ordinary people implementing policies, but these will not last more than half a chapter).
Rest assured, the author will not lose sight of the essentials. In the future, the change of perspective is generally only to better showcase the highlights of the protagonist and the female lead (mainly the protagonist) and to advance the plot.
Convention:
New author, new book! Please add to your favorites, leave comments, and vote!
Volume 2: Fireworks at Longmen: Chapter 62 The Secret to Living Off a Soft Rice: Honesty and Integrity (For any questions regarding this chapter, please see the end)
The two were walking outside the prison that was entirely created and controlled by Yun Yi.
Supplies continued to flow around like ocean currents, but there were fewer of them.
At the very center of the material flow.
Yun Yi said in a subtle tone, "Selecting insiders as temporary workers, and then having those temporary workers collect information on others, is theoretically a good plan..."
As she spoke, she lay in mid-air, looking at the extra cardstock in her hand.
The card was covered with dense writing, but there were actually only three core pieces of information.
Generally speaking, people want to become victims of temporary workers.
He needed to find the cardboard that was deliberately hidden in the corner as soon as possible.
I saw the core information hidden in the words on the cardboard.
Then someone had the guts to stand up and say that the Spirit Weeping Bar's driver was Wuluo.
Only then can one become one of the five selected.
Such temporary workers are bound to be literate, lucky, and possibly possess decent skills.
Given the series of events the victims have gone through, they are likely to be extremely anxious and fearful.
People who have the courage to step forward are more likely to have the ability.
But as Yunyi said, theoretically that's correct.
But the reality is...
Yun Yi's expression was strange.
Swire did not notice Yun Yi's strange expression.
She looked down at another sheet of paper, and as her tiger tail swayed, she added from the side, "Also, the paper also includes reward and penalty clauses for these people and temporary workers to ensure their motivation."
"—Getting back to the main topic, let's now take a look at the results of the first phase."
As she spoke, Swire sat up straight in the flying chair, tossed away the cardboard, and poked Yun Yi's waist with the tip of her tail: "I hope that the first batch of temporary workers selected will have fewer people who rely on luck and more people who are capable."
In this way, the victims can be freed sooner, and the women can finish their work and rest sooner.
Yun Yi, who had been clearly aware of the situation inside the prison and had released the temporary workers from their cells, trembled slightly as he held the card.
She said hesitantly, "The first wave of temporary workers might be a little...unexpected."
"Unexpected?" Swire looked puzzled; it was a subtle and ambiguous assessment.
She immediately pressed, "Good or bad?"
Well, it has its pros and cons.
Yun Yi scratched his face and waved his hand: "Look for yourself, these people are all quite...unexpected."
As she waved her arm, a projection of a platform scene appeared in front of them, like ripples on the water.
"There are good and bad aspects?" Swire frowned and whispered.
Could it be that some people seem to have no ability at all and were selected purely by luck, but one or two of them are exceptionally capable?
With a puzzled look in her eyes, she raised her tiger tail and looked intently at the projection.
The platform on the projection was located in the center of the prison, and at this moment it was being projected by a series of spotlights. The dazzling beams of light intertwined and swirled, like burning flames, making the surroundings appear gray and dark.
Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, the platform where the light waterfall flows is particularly eye-catching.
Not only were Yunyi and Swire watching from outside the projection, but the victims in the cells on both sides of the projection were also drawn in and were watching with bated breath.
The commotion, with the light right in the center, clearly indicates something big is about to happen; it's just a matter of whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.
—Hopefully, it won't take their lives, food, or water.
The wait was short, and the five figures arrived simultaneously, quickly entering from the left, right, and top of the platform respectively.
After the five people stood still, their full figures were illuminated by the headlights.
Coming from the left, a Volper girl (?) with her fox ears slightly raised and her fox tail fluffy, holding onto a worn-out mechanical arm, controls the mechanical arm to lower a supply bag.
After glancing at the other three, she said in a cool voice, "Minerva."
Beside Minerva, the fierce and burly, atavistic Pero man put down his supply crate and introduced himself with a booming voice: "Conar!"
After speaking, the two stood still with cold expressions and said nothing more.
With her keen observation skills, Swire instantly discerned the two's abilities: "Intelligent and strong? They seem alright."
Her tail tip swayed happily, "If one more usable one comes along, the remaining two won't affect the result much, no matter how bad they are."
After all, with them as a foundation, this task was not difficult to begin with.
Unexpected events can be both good and bad, but that's okay.
Swire's optimism made Yun Yi hesitate to speak, and then the third person in the projection spoke.
"Um...do I really have to introduce myself?"
"Alright, alright, my name is Flash—wait, why does everyone seem to be using their real names? Well, my name is Dark Serpent, and I'm... a very fast runner. Leave the errands to me!"
"To get out of here, the rest is up to everyone!"
The Caster girl, who had swung down from above, stood up as soon as she landed.
With a bright smile, she casually brushed the dust off her clothes, and spoke in a playful and enthusiastic manner, appearing completely at ease in the stage-like setting.
Even though he had a premonition, Yun Yi was still shocked when he heard the little rabbit introduce herself: "It really is her?"
Ansuo, a four-star operator in Arknights.
A former thief turned grappling hook master, a money-grubber, and also a special agent that Yunyi used a lot in his previous life's games.
There were so many that she recognized the real-life version of An Suo at a glance, though she wasn't entirely sure.
Now that the parties involved have confirmed it, Yunyi is extremely confused.
Shouldn't An Suo, who is still a petty thief, continue to be a habitual thief in the slums?
Before coming to the island, Ansuo had only been imprisoned by the Guard Bureau, meaning he hadn't been caught by any other forces.
How did he end up among the hotel victims at this time, and even get taken into the driver's compartment by her?
The butterfly effect?
Yun Yi had only been in the world for less than a day and hadn't done anything significant, so it's impossible that she caused the butterfly effect!
Yun Yi's shock and confusion drew an even more puzzled look from Swire: "You know her?"
Yunyi had only been in Terra for a day, and had been under her nose for almost the entire time. How did he know the hotel victim?
What the system said?
"Hmm? So you were someone I knew in a past life? -- Oh!"
Yun Yi paused halfway through his sentence, then suddenly realized and explained, "I seem to have forgotten to tell you that I am not entirely ignorant about Terra."
“In my world—on this earth, a lot of your information has been put into a game, and I happen to have played it, so I know some of it.”
“Games…” Swire’s tiger tail curled up like a fluffy question mark: “Poker, mahjong?”
"Mahjong is a game, but it's not quite the same..."
Thinking of the limited functionality of the terminal, and knowing that Terra, at least Lungmen, didn't have any similar video games, Yunyi felt quite helpless.
She spread her hands, and a book materialized in them: "Well, to put it this way, it's like the events that happened in Terra were written into a novel. And you, Chen, Hoshiguma, and Anso are all positive characters who appeared in the novel."
"That's how I got to know you and learned some information about you."
Swire's ears twitched. A fictional character? Terra was written into a novel…
Various documents, intelligence, and analyses she had previously reviewed flashed through her mind, eventually converging into a vague and outlandish conjecture:
The theory of trans-temporal narrative.
—Do higher-dimensional narratives really exist?
She suddenly remembered Yun Yi's words, which had been censored as telegrams, and his extremely dangerous soul.
Is it possible that the reason she couldn't bear those words was actually quite simple: "Are you a higher-dimensional being?"
ps:
Here, the author explains why Swire guessed it himself (after all, under normal circumstances, he wouldn't tell the truth or guess this; it might happen, but the author rarely sees it).
—If you feel that the explanation is unnecessary or affects readability, please let me know and I will delete it.—
First of all, the concept of higher dimensions has existed since the beginning of human scientific exploration. It has only gradually changed with exploration and cognition, becoming more profound, concrete, and abstract.