Different Dimension Game Chapter 214

The owner of the diary is trying his best to reveal something.

But the diary is not over, and the handwriting in the next few days seems to be a little messy.

"On June 26, the weather was fine."

"My name is Zhou Haoran, I am 45 years old and I am 1.73 meters tall. I look mature. I measured my height and found that I have grown by one centimeter, which is incredible."

"I remember killing myself yesterday? But it didn't work."

"Then the cyanide seems to be fake. It really caused a big problem for me. How could there be cyanide in the hospital? Think about it, it's fake. The so-called suicide is just a joke. Why do you want to commit suicide? Woolen cloth?"

"Oh, by the way, I don't actually have the habit of keeping a diary, do I?"

Wang Hao was sweating in his heart, a little worried about this guy's mental state.

"...What the **** did I do yesterday, whether the cyanide is real or not, there is no way to know."

"But I almost understand what I want to express. I really don't want to stay in this crazy world for a second."

"Or, use nitroglycerin to make explosives, and get a big ticket?"

In the next diary, I jumped directly to eight months.

This guy seems to be really too lazy to keep a diary, something is brewing in the dark.

"On February 2, the weather was cloudy."

"It took me eight months to use the materials in the hospital to accumulate enough nitroglycerin, pay attention! I will definitely come for a big vote! Definitely! Definitely! Definitely!"

"Of course I'm going to fail, no?"

Next to it is a photo of a sketch with a sketch of a Labrador.

(I don't know why, but I love dogs.)

The date of the next diary is skipped by another week.

However, the handwriting has changed faintly. It may be written by the same person, and it is more refined than the previous handwriting.

"On February 9, the weather was fine."

"Project Dynamite..."

"The plan was discovered by the security, but fortunately, they didn't realize that it was placed by me. So I fled back to the office."

"Factual memory tells me so."

"Do I really have such courage? Blow up the hospital, stop kidding me. Homemade explosives will blow up a small hole at most."

"I don't know, I don't understand, I'm probably just a coward. I choose to work hard here, not to know more truth, ignorant people are fearless, don't know too much."

"But I observed something strange: a brain doctor in her forties, a lady named Feng Ling, actually resigned and left this hospital."

"Have no idea how she did it...she..."

"I'm not the only interesting person."

Wang Hao frowned.

Is this "Feng Ling" the "Feng Ling" I took over? What... over forty? Shouldn't it be a little girl in her twenties?

Facing this strange notebook, Wang Hao's scalp was numb, his heart was beating wildly, and he felt that his whole body was about to be spiritually polluted.

An inexplicable diary, in fact, the amount of information exploded!

I saw the diary continued:

"...I've been thinking, what kind of person am I? Genius and idiot are always one step away."

"The original me must be an adventurous person, right?"

"Exploration is always difficult. If I want to explore, I must face this opponent. But the opponent doesn't know us."

"Because of the opponent, I look at myself, because of the opponent, I know myself, because of the opponent, I become a stronger me, hello, my opponent, one day, I will become a better me."

"A me who can beat my opponent."

"If I have the courage to kill myself, then the follow-up content, if not, just work hard and don't think too much."

Wang Hao flipped through this page, and suddenly felt a heavy weight derived from fate.

The sea, the mulberry fields, the birds, the hearts of the people.

At this moment,

It seems condensed.

[I investigated her who left, how she left.

[It is very strange that her traces are slowly changing, but they have not been completely erased. 】

[How did she really leave? 】

[Colleagues believe that she is a real genius, with fearless courage and firm will, and at the same time she can come up with some genius ideas. 】

[Before she left, she had been taking psychotropic drugs for a long time. The specifics are... (A lot of redacted text.)]

[I only investigated here, because in the process of writing, I found that I could not recognize the red color, which is a sign of danger. 】

[I have to take a good rest for a while, or, a stronger me is about to be ushered in. 】

[It doesn't matter, the me who sees this line of text must be a stronger me, right? 】

Here is the final chapter of the diary.

Wang Hao sighed, showing a trace of respect for this "Zhou Haoran" comrade.

"Is 'I' a stronger me? No, I'm just standing in a higher dimension, no matter how much information I know, it won't be modified by memory."

Human beings are indeed very miraculous living beings. The life that has disappeared, although temporarily drifting like a cloud of smoke, has also left a mark that is unique to itself. This is the so-called "historical mark".

It can be seen from this diary that "I" may have died many times, but somehow, "I" has been resurrected.

I don't know what happened, but it's actually quite frightening.

Wang Hao blinked, and suddenly realized that the field of view on the entire screen had changed to black and white.

Like a black and white photo, it can be distinguished, but not clear.

"I see. I can't see the red anymore. Is this a warning that the san value is falling rapidly and is about to be attacked... Hurry up, I haven't done much in this round."

Wang Hao got up from his chair, "Dong Dongdong" went downstairs, and once again asked the head of the logistics team about the color.

It's not that he forgot the rules of the cleaning team... but that he wanted to use a paper man to eavesdrop on whether this young man was an official force.

Just like in the first reincarnation, after he asked this question, the young man ran out and called.

"That's right, Director Archives' performance today is a bit strange. He said...he can't see the red anymore." The young man said on the phone, his expression slowly becoming depressed, "There's no way, is that so? Advise him to take a good rest. Bar."

Maybe because of his low ability, the young man didn't notice that there was a piece of paper at his feet.

A paper figure was drawn on the paper, quietly eavesdropping on his phone.

"...Only now is the most reasonable..."

The content of the phone call is very obscure, but it can also prove that the young people are most likely to be official organizations.

"Abnormal Foundation..." Wang Hao thought for a moment.

I still haven't figured out if Feng Ling, who I rescued, is the same person as Feng Ling in the hospital.

If so, the age level, it does not match.

After the young man called back, Wang Hao asked directly, "What do you know about Dr. Feng Ling who has resigned?"

"No, I don't know much." The young man refused. "When she left, I hadn't been involved in the work here..."

He kindly reminded again: "You may need to rest for a while. In the near future, don't think too much."

"Otherwise your symptoms will get worse."

From the body language, it can be seen that this guy is a little nervous?

Pharaoh pondered for a while, but he couldn't embarrass the other party anymore. In a world where he would die if he talked too much, why should human beings embarrass human beings?

"Thank you, I will rest." Wang Hao turned around and left.

Now there are so many clues that it is like a mess, and there are mysteries everywhere, but Wang Hao has a wonderful pleasure in his heart that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

In "Interdimensional Game", tasks with 1 to 3 stars difficulty have relatively simple scenes and fewer clues. Even through the exhaustive method, you can pass the level relatively easily.

But as soon as the difficulty rises to 5 stars, it becomes a large and complex scene.

How to summarize this mess and turn it into a real technical activity.

"Watch my brother perform a real technique!"

Passing by Ms. Chen Xinyi, a manure worker, and Comrade Xu Zhijun, a talkative security guard, both of them had their memories rewritten, and there was actually nothing to talk about.

He threw the made paper figurines into the air-conditioning duct.

Under the control of mental power, the paper figurine moved in the pipe with great effort.

Destination: A mortuary sealed off by a cement wall!

The paper figurine's eyesight is not very good, just like the screen of a black and white camera, densely filled with pixels.

Fortunately, the paper figurine seems to have night vision ability, and can still see some things clearly in the dark environment.

After trying several times in a row, the paper man finally climbed to the mortuary pipe.

The picture changed drastically, a black horror filter appeared, and everything around had a black and white halo. Darkness like ink shrouded in all directions.

Wang Hao bit the bullet, manipulated the paper figurine, and jumped down from the vent.

There are freezers here, and the cold air keeps blowing out.

"Isn't it filled with dead people? The dead are resurrected."

But the power of the paper figurines can't open these freezers, and can't explore what's inside.

Wang Hao felt that his back was cold, and UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com could not help but control the character and walked to the place where the sun was shining... Although doing so was of no use at all.

On the west side of the mortuary, a large mirror was also placed, and I actually saw the picture in the mirror: a large group of people wake up in the funeral home!

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The movements of the group of people are vivid, and they are no different from real human beings...

Even stranger things happened!

The old man in one of the coffins was suddenly resurrected, and then a dispute arose.

Of course, there is no sound in the mirror, and I don't know what the group of people are communicating...

Wang Hao actually saw the sneaky Pan Hao in the mirror!

The guy ran away from the funeral home with a look of extreme shock on his face as if he had seen something amazing.

Chapter end