Chapter 309 The Prophet

Ying Siming would not have heard it wrong.

Because she often needed to record the electronic log of the experiment, she was familiar with her face and voice, and she could confirm that this was her voice.

Why... this childhood game console would have her voice as an adult.

The electronic rabbit made of black squares was still flashing non-stop. Ying Siming held her breath and focused all her attention to listen to the sound coming from the machine.

The sound was intermittent.

"Time is limited, please listen to me.

You have to do two things, don't ask why.

First, the tower is about to fall, you have to tell the world.

Second, you have to kill Zheng Xun."

...

The content of the whole book ends here.

When Zheng Xun's pen fell on the last line - sand fell into the sky, the sky was erased, we are in a cycle, we are dying.

Remove "sky", remove "we", and then straighten out this sentence a little.

- Kill Zheng Xun.

Ying Siming in another time and space told himself in this time and space to kill him.

Zheng Xun's pen tip fell on the last period.

Although there are a few paragraphs in the middle that are not very complete, Zheng Xun pieced together such a story based on speculation and conjecture, but the overall story is not bad.

Ying Siming is the "prophet" of this world.

She got a message from another time and space through her childhood pet machine.

The White Tower will soon come.

Moreover, she wants to kill a man named Zheng Xun.

At first glance, it is hard for anyone to believe these two sentences.

There are too many predictions of the end of the world, but most of them are pretense.

However, Ying Siming is convinced of this, and she is the person who trusts herself the most.

So she took action.

Zheng Xun guessed that her strange photos were telling the world that our world is changing.

She should have made many attempts, some more straightforward than this method, but none of them could be conveyed to others.

There is a powerful force obstructing her.

She should also be looking for the existence of "Zheng Xun", but this is her private action and there is no way to verify it.

By the way... her husband is still there.

Zheng Xun made a reminder in her bracelet.

I'll go find out where Ying Siming's husband is now when I have time.

There is no more content about this book, so Zheng Xun put it back into the cloud space.

It's safer to carry it with you.

His phone vibrated twice, and someone sent him a message.

It was Gu Xiuqi.

: Zheng Xun, how was your rest?

Zheng Xun replied.

: Very good.

His fingers were tapping on the keyboard, wanting to talk to Gu Xiuqi about the agent.

But before he could finish typing a sentence, Gu Xiuqi had another message.

: You met the agent, I heard from Li Su.

Gu Xiuqi took the initiative to bring up this matter.

Zheng Xun hesitated for a few seconds.

The first agent who met him yesterday was a fake, and the other party's identity was unknown.

Zheng Xun suspected that, like the boss he had met in the villa area before, they were all from Yunqi Group.

This company is mysterious, and I don't know why it pays so much attention to me.

Zheng Xun's intuition told him that it would not be a good thing.

The agent who came this time was also trying to get him to say something every few sentences.

Fortunately, he has always been very vigilant towards strangers.

But Gu Xiuqi didn't know the trick, he just cared about whether he had met the person smoothly.

He thought about it and still concealed a little truth.

: I met him. After chatting for about two hours, I sent him away.

: It's good to meet.

Gu Xiuqi didn't talk too much, probably because he was busy. Zheng Xun just saw it when he was browsing the hot searches, and Jiuding Team 1 will go to the dungeon in two days.

He asked Teacher Gu to pay attention to safety. After sending this sentence, he suddenly felt a chill on his head.

Looking up, a magnified face was close at hand, and black hair rushed up.

"Sister Nan... I can't see anything..."

Nanqiang "cooed" twice, slowly crawled away, and slid down the wall.

She has such a skill that she can crawl in the dark anywhere in the mansion.

Nanqiang slid to another lazy sofa, put her legs together, put her hands on her knees obediently, and stared at Zheng Xun with a pair of black and white eyes.

"What do you want to see me for?"

Zheng Xun felt a chill on his back when she stared at him.

Nanqiang blinked, said "Ah", and picked up the phone hanging in front of him and typed.

This time it was Yujie's voice.

"Zheng Xun, let's play hide-and-seek."

"?"

Zheng Xun was puzzled.

"Sister Nan, if I play hide-and-seek with you, I don't necessarily lose. I can't stick myself to the wall yet."

What he cared about was winning or losing.

Nanqiang was very persistent.

"Let's play, it's so boring to be alone in the room. I'll hide first, and you come find me."

"Hide-and-seek is too childish..."

"I'll bring you a portion of takeout next time."

"...It's just right for me."

"..."

He changed his words quickly.

Nanqiang pointed to the floor of Zheng Xun's room.

"Start here, you count here, and then, those who hide are not allowed to hide in this room, and those who hide are not allowed to move."

"Understood, we'll start right away."

Zheng Xun was interested.

As soon as he said "start", the south wall almost turned into a gust of wind and pushed the door open.

Zheng Xun lay on the bed and counted in the room until he reached 50.

"1, 2, 3..."

When he counted to 50, he stood up and rushed out the door.

"Hide! Hide!"

He shouted and ran in the corridor.

Even though there was a carpet, Yiyuan on the second floor could still sense his movements.

"Zheng Xun, run slowly, don't get hurt."

"I know!"

Zheng Xun only wanted to play.

Twenty years old is the age to bet everything on takeout.

Zheng Xun's game method is to play hide-and-seek in a house-breaking way. Every time he enters a room, he will turn everything there over.

The quilt is lifted, the clothes are taken away, and everything that blocks the view is cleared to the ground.

No blind spots are left.

He ran wildly on the first floor and ran into Yiyuan when he rushed out the door.

"I'm sorry, Yiyuan, I will help you clean up after the game is over."

Yiyuan completely ignored his promise and knew that he only promised well.

"Be careful. Protecting yourself will also reduce my workload."

"Hehe."

Zheng Xun went to the first floor, the third floor, and then back to the second floor.

There was nothing on the first floor, so he rushed to the third floor directly.

The third floor was much quieter. Originally, he and Yiyuan's activity space was on the two floors below. This might be the comfort zone of the south wall.

Zheng Xun opened all the doors of the rooms first, and then searched one by one.

When he searched the second room, he found that there was a particularly large password box in this room.

A flexible girl could curl up and hide in it.

Zheng Xun saw the box at a glance, but there was a password, eight digits.

He used his birthday to try it without thinking.

Click.

The lock was actually opened.

Zheng Xun himself was shocked.

He lifted the heavy lid of the box, and inside was a dark blue lining cloth and an item.

Such a large password box only contained something less than the size of a palm.

Lock.

The same lock as the reward in the Four-Moth Building.