Chapter 359
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It was foggy.
Zhang Jue didn't know how many times he had returned to his own world.
The moment he opened his eyes, he was stunned, which was rare for him.
The scene in front of him was so familiar.
The familiar chandelier.
The familiar wardrobe.
The familiar curtains.
He even knew the direction of the cracks on the wall.
Because this was his own room.
This time, Zhang Jue finally returned to his home.
He looked up and saw that everything in his home was still the same as before he left.
He drank half of the coke and ate half of the potato chips.
There was also the toilet paper under the bed that he hadn't had time to deal with.
If he hadn't been back a few times before, he might have thought that his experience at the Abnormal Creature Management Bureau was just a dream.
As a third-rate magician, he had been performing all over the place, so he didn't have much savings.
So, like Yang Xue, he bought a one-bedroom house.
Although he didn't return many times a year.
But it seemed that the people in C had a special feeling about houses.
Only with a house did they have a sense of belonging. Otherwise, if the landlord always urged them to pay and move, they would feel like a homeless person.
Now that he thought about it, the biggest advantage of transmigrating to another world was that he didn't have to worry about the mortgage next month.
He glanced at the electronic watch on the bedside table. It showed that it was April 16, 2221. Almost a month had passed since he transmigrated to this world.
He pulled open the curtains. It was still foggy outside.
He lived on the 11th floor. Looking down from the window, he couldn't even see the ground clearly.
Since he finally returned to his own home, Zhang Jue wasn't in a hurry.
He was going to the living room to see if there was anything to eat.
He remembered that the night before he transmigrated, he went to the snack shop and bought a big bag of snacks.
But as soon as he walked out of his bedroom, his eyes narrowed and his whole body was full of vigilance.
He hadn't been back for two months. A thin layer of dust had accumulated on the ground. Although he couldn't see it if he didn't look carefully, Zhang Jue's observation was very sharp. He immediately found footprints on the ground.
After he transmigrated, or rather, after this world went wrong, someone had come to his house.
And the footprints were very messy. It didn't look like it was a person.
Sure enough, other than the Yueqing Castle, there were other survivors in this world.
The door was ajar. The person didn't close it when they left.
Zhang Jue opened the door and looked from the outside. He found scratches around the keyhole.
These were marks left by someone breaking the door.
His lock was very expensive....
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