Chapter 415 Say Hello to My 17-Year-Old Self for Me

Eleven months is a long time for a round of games, but short for a lifetime.

In that small apartment of less than 60 square meters, Zhang Heng has experienced four seasons, and he has almost become familiar with every corner, knows the position of every piece of furniture, knows which floors of the refrigerator are milk and eggs, and knows the small apartment. Which is the crocodile's favorite cat food? I know that the old TV in front of the sofa will automatically shut down when watching a football game...

Zhang Heng also proposed to buy a new one to replace it. He made a lot of money from the fox, but the money could not bring out parallel copies. He was rejected by the little boy without hesitation, on the grounds that the newly produced TVs all have microcomputers that can be connected to the Internet.

This also means that they will be connected to CTOS.

Speaking of it, this is also the strangest dungeon that Zhang Heng feels. It is clearly the future, but he rarely comes into contact with electronic products in his daily life except when learning skills. far away from home.

Therefore, in addition to watching TV, old movies and playing Tetris together, the usual entertainment activities for the two of them are only those endless chats. The little boy especially likes when it rains. Whenever the sky is overcast, she will make some drinks. What's the matter, occasionally when she has more time, she will bake some cookies in advance, and then eat the cookies with the sound of the dripping rain outside the window.

Zhang Heng didn't know how many cookies the little boy ate on a rainy day in the same position and in the same posture before he arrived.

As few people know, there are still a group of people in this city who are fighting for the justice in their hearts.

There are fewer and fewer members in 01. Some people choose to withdraw silently because they cannot bear the enormous pressure, or their enthusiasm has been extinguished by the long struggle. Lots of other things to worry about.

Parents, partners, children, friends...everything must put enough energy into everything. When the ideal ebbs, everyone has to face the reality. When the people around them have become more and more accustomed to the existence of CTOS, they have even left After not opening CTOS, the victory of Black Nest has been decided, and not everyone is as obsessed with distinguishing right from wrong like a little boy.

With the departure of the old man and the lack of fresh blood, the demise of 01 now seems to be only a matter of time.

Perhaps when Leya, the little boy, and the semi-prime group of veterans grow old, no one will remember that they have fought.

During this period, Zhang Heng also participated in several 01 operations as a foreign aid, but even with his ability, there was not much he could do. After more than ten years of crazy expansion, the Black Nest had completely swelled into a behemoth. An intertwined interest relationship has formed, and even the creator of CTOS has also lost control over it. It is no longer under the control of one person or a few people, and likewise, no one can stop it.

However, Zhang Heng's information communication, Internet intrusion and defense, electronic equipment modification, and anti-tracking skills have all been improved to varying degrees, and finally merged into a lv2 geek skill.

This is also his biggest gain in this parallel copy.

Seeing that there is still one month left before the end of this parallel dungeon, it is finally time to say goodbye.

"Are you leaving?" the little boy leaned against the kitchen counter, holding a cup of coffee.

"Yeah, thank you for taking me in for so long and teaching me so many things. I'm about to go back to my parallel universe." Zhang Heng said, he bought a suitcase from a department store and put it in I took everything I needed on the road.

"How much longer?"

"Less than a month, but I still have some other things to do before I leave." Zhang Heng said, he plans to use the rest of the time to go to Grenoble, inspect the ski resort there in advance, and perfect it to take away Leya's plan is also to try to see if she can sneak into the Black Nest and get more information.

Of course, considering the danger of the latter, he also put this operation at the end.

"You said that Edward was still alive when you came, and Black Nest hadn't killed him yet. Although I still don't believe your parallel universe nonsense, but suppose... I'm talking about hypotheses. After you go back and 13 01 years ago stopped CTOS together, what will happen to my world?"

"I don't know," Zhang Heng said, "I used to go back to the past, and I have never been to the future. This is the first time I have encountered such a situation, but..." Zhang Heng paused, "But I guess, whether I succeed or not, we may never see each other again."

This parallel dungeon is based on a future deduced from no player activities. In other words, even if Zhang Heng uses the permission for an additional round of the game after this round of the game is over, he may not be able to see the little boy at this time again.

So Zhang Heng doesn't know what eleven months is, is it a hallucination? But obviously he can clearly remember every day and every detail. The 29-year-old boy standing in front of him at this moment is so real. Every frown and small habitual movements of her are telling him some experiences It is true.

"I understand." The little boy took a sip of coffee, his expression unchanged, "Go to bed early after packing up, you will be on the road tomorrow."

"Um."

The little boy's reaction was much calmer than Zhang Heng imagined. She even calculated the cost of tomorrow's breakfast in advance, and settled the rent, water and electricity with Zhang Heng.

The broadcast on the TV said that there will be heavy rain in the urban area after midnight tonight, reminding the citizens to keep their doors and windows well. In order not to disturb Zhang Heng's rest, the little boy did not sit under the window to listen to the rain as usual.

After the two said good night to each other, the little boy went back to the bedroom.

The living room was plunged into darkness. Zhang Heng divided half of the money he earned during this period and put it under the little crocodile's mattress. Then he also climbed onto the sofa and closed his eyes.

When he was half asleep, he vaguely felt something on his waist. Zhang Heng thought it was the little crocodile crawling up again, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the face of the little boy.

The latter had already taken off his pajamas at some point, rode on him, and covered his mouth with his hand.

"Shhh, say hello to my 17-year-old self for me." The little boy said, bending down at the same time.

The torrential rain outside the window came as promised, the wind blew the leaves rustling, the shadows of the trees swayed in front of the window, and the signboard of the Diagonal Convenience Store was blown into the sky. Blue lightning pierced the night, and the whole world seemed to be about to It's like being completely submerged in a flood.