When he walked out of the room, it was already evening.
In the hallway, Irin paused for a moment.
At the end of the hallway, Molly was wearing a pair of goggles and holding a welding torch in each hand. Her expression was serious as she walked over with her head lowered.
It seemed like … long time no see.
Hmm, where's Yiyi?
Oh, right, only a minute had passed in the real world.
If he said "long time no see" now, Molly would probably think he was crazy, so Irin swallowed the words he was about to say.
Molly seemed to be daydreaming.
She didn't notice Irin's appearance at all and walked straight past.
Irin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Miss Mo, you forgot to wear shoes again."
Molly paused and turned her head. She was still mumbling something as if she was possessed.
"Hmm, what did you say?"
"Uh … nothing, what are you busy with?"
Molly waved her hand. The welding torch almost hit Irin's face, but Irin dodged it expressionlessly.
"There's a problem with the joints of the exoskeleton armor. If you want to make it an unmanned and remote control model, the joints that are specially designed to protect the human body won't achieve the desired effect … But if you make it into a crawler-type structure, it feels a bit too low-level."
Molly began to nag, "I want to say that I can personally make some adjustments and also refer to some settings in anime and games. Although the settings of the mecha are a bit unscientific from a scientific point of view, with a little reference, maybe I can make some useful adjustments."
Irin just remembered that before he entered the inner world, Molly was happily making the exoskeleton armor dance.
Until now, before and after Irin entered the inner world, his senses that had been severed by time were finally reconnected.
After thinking about it, Irin felt that he couldn't help, so he silently praised, "Good luck!"
Then, he prepared to leave.
"Hey, wait!"
Irin had only taken a few steps when Molly suddenly stopped Irin.
Irin, "?"
"Did you drink?"
Irin: "???"
Molly had a strange look on her face. She pointed at Irin's footsteps and asked, "Why are you walking so crookedly?"
Irin was instantly … speechless.
He couldn't possibly tell Molly that people who had been swayed from place to place on a boat for a long time would have some side effects when they set foot on land again.
The human cerebellum needed to readjust the balance of the limbs and needed some time to adapt.
Yi Lin casually found an excuse to fool her. She then took a comfortable hot bath and changed into a clean set of clothes.
He seemed to be free again.
He thought back to the previous trial. Among the five of them, some had died at the start of the trial, and some had died at the end. Only two people and a dog had returned alive from the vast ocean, becoming returnees.
When Irin confronted Gu Tianqing at the end, she had already noticed the familiar pile of rotten meat at Gu Tianqing's feet.
If he didn't guess wrongly, Gu Tianqing had taken away half of Nicholas Zhao's HP while he was fighting the boss.
The trials of the inner world were just that cruel.
No one could be sure that they would definitely be able to return alive from the trial.
Therefore, many people would write down their last words before entering the trial. They were afraid that a cold corpse would appear one minute later.
As their level increased, the trials in the future would become more and more cruel. The enemies they would face would become more and more evil and complicated. Every time before entering, Irin had to make more preparations to prevent himself from failing miserably.
If he didn't want to fail miserably, he had to be the one who failed miserably. Hmm … that was the logic.
After taking a bath, Irin casually found a fast food in Molly's office. He heated it up and quickly finished his dinner.
Irin sneaked into Ling Yiyi's treatment room and looked from afar. He didn't disturb her and didn't say much.
There were some things that didn't need to be told to anyone.
Since he had nothing to do, Irin opened the apostle forum and browsed through the posts to see if there was anything new.
Among the useless posts that were bragging or showing off, Irin found a few interesting posts.
It seemed that ever since the incident in Haiting City spread among the apostles, many people started to learn from the people who caused trouble in Haiting City. Especially Fat Rabbit and Strong Rabbit, they started to wear "sockpuppets" to walk around the world. In some cities, there were even many urban legends of "superheroes" that made people not know whether to laugh or cry.
Irin looked at the replies. If he didn't guess wrongly, just these urban masked people that popped up like bamboo shoots after the rain were enough to give Zhao Yulong a headache.
Hmm, the headache was Zhao Yulong. What did it have to do with him?
Skip it.
Hmm?
This post was a bit interesting.
Among the posts that said "Beginner's help", "The story between me and the female apostle", "Look at the new equipment I dropped", there was a very down-to-earth post that actually gained a certain amount of popularity. It was very strange.
The reason why Irin felt that it was strange was not because the content of the post was too strange.
Instead, it was because an ordinary post that was not uncommon in the major forums actually gained a certain amount of popularity in the apostle forum. This made Irin feel that it was strange.
With a heart of gossip, Irin clicked in.
The poster was: Fat in BC.
Irin: "?"
…
[I have a friend who was forced to get married by her family. What should I do? Waiting online! Urgent!!!]
Irin smiled slightly.
Replies from various people came in one after another.
[First floor worship the heavens.]
[OP, are you sure that your friend is not yourself? (laughing emoji)]
[Friends are born in filth.]
[Sigh, the recent news that I saw was "Boyfriend suspects his girlfriend is having an affair and kills his love rival", "Husband suspects his wife is having an affair and slaps him until he dies from intracranial hemorrhage", "In order to prevent his son-in-law from dating his daughter, his father-in-law found seven young men to scare him with machetes. In the end, he was so scared that he drowned in a river". To sum it up, cherish your life and stay single!]
[The previous poster is insightful!]
[The previous poster is insightful + 1!]
[Congratulations to the OP for becoming a father.]
[Testing the pregnancy, there might be a surprise.]
[Buy one get one free? Good things come in pairs?]
[Two birds with one stone? The OP is the scapegoat?]
[Ahem, OP, I also have a friend …]
Other than a group of jokers jumping around, there were also slightly more rational replies —
[It doesn't matter if she likes it or not, what matters is whether it's suitable! I'm talking about the shape!]
[Actually, in our line of work, we don't know if we'll die. One minute, we might be in bed, and the next minute, we might be in a funeral parlor. This marriage … it's better not to get married!]
[The previous poster … I have nothing to say.]
[Actually, it makes sense. If we're all in the same line of work, then it doesn't matter. After all, we're used to seeing life and death. We might even happily dance in front of our partner's grave. But if the other party is an ordinary person, then forget it, lest someone else takes over. It's disgusting even if they die.]
[If love has a color, then it must be green, full of vitality.]
[My ex-wife. I waited for her for a minute. A minute later, I calmly covered her body with a blanket.]
[The previous poster has a moment of silence.]
[The previous poster has a moment of silence + 1.]
[The previous poster has a moment of silence + 2.]
…
Irin originally wanted to register an ID and say a few words.
But after thinking about it, it didn't seem necessary.
Marriage … Haha.
This word seemed very distant.
For apostles, it was more distant than anything else.
Just like what Irin said to Ruth in the end.
"One day in the future."
"One day in the future."
"One day in the future."
"If we can survive."
These opening statements were like raising flags. In the eyes of many apostles, it seemed to mean "never." It was like an extravagant wish that could never be realized.
There was no point in raising flags like these.
It was originally a rather joyous post, but it was unknown who triggered the emotions. The more the post was replied, the more it was filled with a faint sense of sadness. Irin simply closed the forum and closed his eyes to rest.
It was a quiet night.
A few days later.
Irin finally adapted to life on land again.
He no longer walked with the drunken gait.
Ever since he returned, Irin mostly hid in his room, silently training various skills and developing new abilities. From time to time, he would check on Old Pan to see if he was still alive. There was nothing special.
Speaking of which, although Old Pan was still full of obscenities, he seemed to be able to communicate with some people. This was something worth celebrating.
He wondered if Pan Xiaozheng was still in Pan Zhengyi's body.
He hoped that he was fine.
Outside the research institute, the weather was clear.
While Irin was doing nothing, the Death Mark vibrated.
Irin took a look and didn't expect it to be a message from Wang Tiandi.
Wang Tiandi: Woof! (Middle finger)
Irin: …
He had almost forgotten about that dog.
During the trial, he even promised Wang Tiandi that he would be treated like a rich pet, with food and accommodation provided.
"Hmm … In the end, that dog raised the price. How many months did I agree to it? Six months? Seven months? Forget it, it doesn't matter. We'll see if we can survive until then. "
After thinking for a while, Irin sent the address of Molly's research institute over.
As for whether the dog could come out of the zoo, find the capital, and come here, that had nothing to do with Irin.
But then again, Irin was also curious. How did a dog become an apostle?
Logically speaking, a dog's attributes shouldn't meet the requirements of a passive summoning.
A dog's three measurements were more than 10?
Who would believe it?
Who would believe it?
This attribute could crush most ordinary people. It was simply heartless.
Ever since Wang Tiandi appeared in Irin's sight, the idiom "humans are worse than dogs" was no longer an exaggeration.
It turned out that there were really many people who lived worse than a dog.
When Irin agreed to the dog's request, he was partly selfish.
He might be able to find a third way to become an apostle from the dog. After all, it was just food and accommodation. Problems that could be solved with money were not problems.
Unless … he didn't have enough money.
Irin opened a webpage and evaluated Wang Tiandi's size. He quickly chose a comfortable kennel and placed an order. After that, he felt a little heartache.
He also bought a bunch of high-grade compressed dog food. He selected a few flavors and chose a day to deliver them to his door.
There seemed to be a lot of money in his account.
It was enough for now.
A few days passed.
The dog didn't come, but someone else did.
"You —"
Irin looked at Zhao Yulong in front of him, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He couldn't believe it … The butterfly effect could be so awesome?
It completely overturned Zhao Yulong's persona?
Zhao Yulong, who was wearing a tight suit, felt uncomfortable under Irin's strange gaze. He coughed twice and said with a serious expression, "Erm, I have something to ask you."
Before Irin could react, a few seconds later, Zhao Yulong's expression twisted and he naturally revealed a wicked smile, "Hehehe, are you stunned by Brother Zhao's handsomeness?"
"Don't you know how high your charm is?"
"… Erm, let's talk about business first."
Before Zhao Yulong finished speaking, Irin waved his hand and said with a dispirited expression, "If there is work, I don't want to take it this month."
Hearing this, Zhao Yulong was taken aback. He asked carefully, "Could it be that you're on your period?"
Irin: "…"
Zhao Yulong's words seemed to have poked Irin's sore spot.
There was a long silence.
Irin squeezed out a word from between his teeth.
"Get lost."
"Don't!" Zhao Yulong cried, "We don't have enough manpower!"
"Who told you not to pay?"
"That's right, talking about money hurts feelings! You should talk about your dreams! "
"Dreams? Haha, I have a dream, and that is to live until the end of the world. "
"Tsk." Zhao Yulong pursed his lips, "Aren't you not short of money? Wait, don't you want to hear what it is first? Maybe you'll be interested? "
"Haha, my money doesn't grow on trees. It's not like you don't know that the Special Case Group is my only job. I can't just rely on my parents' protection. Maybe I'll have to find a part-time job that pays me a salary. It's better than working for free in the Special Case Group. "
Irin casually found an excuse.
Zhao Yulong looked embarrassed, but suddenly, he realized something and was slightly stunned.
"You … Where did your parents come from?"
Irin heard this.
His whole body trembled.
In an instant, an invisible great horror shrouded Irin and made his hair stand on end.
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