Three days later.
Outside the fallout shelter.
In the vast snowfield, snow floated down like feathers.
When Irin woke up in the morning, he found that Oda Wu and Elder Mo Rendi were both doing morning exercises outside.
Speaking of which, why are they doing morning exercises on a snowy day?
What was strange was that Molly was holding up her phone and recording for Mo Rendi.
Mo Rendi was in the snow, slowly doing some old man exercises.
Irin returned to the capital.
He was alone.
This was an indescribable feeling.
For Irin, it was as if these short two days made him experience a completely different life.
When he returned to Molly's research institute, Irin didn't tell Molly about his experience and doubts this time.
If Molly's theory of time travel wasn't correct, then what was the truth?
The truth that Molly deduced was based on Irin's "memory".
But when everything strangely changed, Irin felt that Molly wouldn't be able to come to a conclusion.
He might as well suppress all his doubts for now.
The world had changed, his identity had changed, his parents were gone, and the trajectory of everything was different from what he remembered.
But there was only one thing that remained the same from beginning to end.
He was still an apostle, an apostle struggling to survive in the Inner World.
The only thing that wouldn't change was this.
No matter what, to find the source of all the changes, to find the truth of rebirth, Irin had to first … survive.
Everything was peaceful until November.
It was late autumn.
The trajectory of life seemed to be the same.
After returning to the capital, Irin set everyone to "do not disturb".
At the very least, he wanted to face the next test with a calm mind.
After returning to the capital, Irin purposely avoided Ling Yiyi.
He didn't know how to face her.
So he chose to avoid it.
As for Molly … Molly didn't have time to talk to him.
Irin was happy to be free.
There were too many thoughts, and the world was too chaotic. Irin just wanted to be quiet.
In this timeline, the relationship between Ling Yiyi and Irin was as plain as water. Just like Ling Yiyi's answer: We're just friends.
Another few days passed.
November 7th.
A familiar pain spread out from the Death Brand.
This time, Irin endured the excruciating pain with a calm expression.
The pain came and went like the wind, as if it had never come.
Irin quickly tidied up the storage space.
As the level of the tower increased, there might be some bad openings. Irin had to be careful.
To an apostle, the storage space was only one cubic meter. Space was precious, and every inch of it was a matter of life and death. It was impossible to fill it with personal belongings and food.
Moreover, in the trial, it was impossible to set up a dead end. According to the nature of the tower, no matter how difficult the opening was, there would definitely be a way to survive. It was impossible to set up an unsolvable opening and dead end. On this point, Irin wasn't too worried.
What made Irin feel strange was that in this half a month, he had clearly sent the address of this place to Gou 'zi, but Wang Tiandi might have changed his mind, gotten lost, or was on the way to the capital.
In short, because of that matter, Irin didn't have the mood to care about anyone or Gou 'zi.
The preparations were complete.
There was no need for a will.
Irin didn't even greet anyone.
Including Old Pan, who was wandering around somewhere.
Every apostle was an individual. Everyone had their own destiny. Whether they could survive or not depended on their strength. Irin couldn't care about anyone.
"Come back alive first."
"Enter the Inner World."
A familiar scene, a familiar smell.
Irin's entire body was wrapped in dazzling white light.
He stepped on the void.
[Loading …]
The familiar scene, no matter how many times he saw it, made him sigh with emotion at the mystery contained in this scene.
Perhaps only those who had truly chosen "YES" would be able to personally experience this miraculous world.
Traversing through tens of thousands of worlds, fighting to the death, and completing the mission.
If there was a day when he could remove the restriction and be able to tell this story to others, how touching would it be?
The premise was that he hadn't died in time by then.
The strange changes in reality were temporarily thrown to the back of Irin's mind.
There were some things that Irin couldn't figure out for the time being.
"Hmm?"
A familiar notification began to appear before his eyes.
For this trial, Tower didn't hide the mission notification. During the loading process, it conveniently pasted it on everyone's faces.
Irin calmed himself down and didn't dare to be careless. Before the notification disappeared, he imprinted it deeply into his memory.
…
[Welcome to Styx Elementary High School.]
[The five of you. You are the new transfer students of Year 3 Class 2.]
[Here, the learning atmosphere is strong. Everything is thriving.]
[You can take the previous sentence seriously or not.]
[Every choice you make will determine your fate.]
[Please remember your own identity.]
[Choose carefully. Follow your heart.]
[Note: All of this is your choice.]
[Note: All of this is your choice.]
[Note: All of this is your choice.]
Irin: "???"
[Now releasing the main mission: Escape from Styx Elementary High School. Time limit: Do not rest until death. Return to the real world after completing the mission. Reward: Unknown.]
Finished reading.
Irin looked at the familiar yet strange notification. He had a lot of questions in his mind.
But before the notification disappeared, Irin used his fastest speed to quickly read all the notifications twice, in case he missed any important points.
Finally, the light in front of him disappeared.
Irin officially entered the trial.
When the light dissipated, Irin instantly raised his vigilance to the highest level.
Next to his ear, a voice that sounded normal said loudly in a kind tone, "Now, let us give a warm round of applause to welcome the five transfer students of Year 3 Class 2 this semester!"
Clatter —
As the voice finished speaking, sparse applause sounded around him. It did not seem to be too enthusiastic.
Junior, junior high school?
Irin squinted his eyes slightly.
This opening was still within an acceptable range.
When Irin regained his vision, he found himself in a classroom.
He did not pay attention to the teacher who was speaking confidently on the podium. He did not know what to say.
Instead, he used his fastest speed to size up the surrounding environment. He had to make sure that the surrounding environment was safe for the time being.
Yes, this was professionalism.
The professionalism of a senior apostle.
From the mission notification, the only information that Irin could easily obtain was the location and their current identities.
[Location] Styx Elementary High School, Year 3 Class 2.
[Identity] A new transfer student.
The other notifications were not clear for the time being.
"Please remember … your identity."
Irin carefully pondered over a sentence in the notification that did not seem too important.
But in reality, Irin was very clear that in the mission notification, there was no sentence that was not important, unless he did not understand it.
Tower's will liked to play with words. This was not something that happened in a day or two. Irin was already used to it and was not surprised.
Thinking of this, Yi Lin immediately pretended to be young and adorable, with a somewhat bashful smile.
Ah, acting was so difficult.
While forcing a smile, Irin continued to observe and look around.
The style of the classroom called "Year 3 Class 2" in front of him was a little different from the classrooms that Irin knew.
It was not because of the time or the style of the building. At first glance, Irin felt that the style of this classroom was quite strange.
Other than the front and back doors, it was all walls.
As the name suggested, it was really all walls.
The walls were painted with a simple white paint, and many places were filled with cracks. Of course, the old walls weren't the only thing that made Yi Lin feel strange. What really made Yi Lin feel strange was that the walls of Class 3-2 didn't have any windows.
Not a single window.
Why?
Yi Lin noted this down for the time being and continued to observe.
Beside him, there were four other people. They all had different expressions and stood side by side.
Hmm?
When Irin saw the faces of the other four people, his mouth and eyes twitched at the same time. He almost could not help but say "What the f * ck".
So this was the meaning of "pink and tender"!
It was really pink!
Irin felt that something was wrong and opened the apostle panel as fast as he could.
Although the apostle panel could be opened normally, the data was still the same. On the surface, there were no changes.
However, on the upper right corner of the apostle panel, there was a cute pink rabbit buff icon. It seemed to correspond to the word "pink".
It was really pink!
Irin could not see his own face.
However, from the other people's faces, he could roughly guess their current situation. It was just that he did not have time to study it in depth.
The other four people's skin, regardless of gender, was smooth and delicate. They had the youthfulness of a minor, mixed with the shyness of a budding flower.
Irin: "…"
The other four people quickly realized that something was not right from the other people's faces. Their eyes were filled with shock and anger.
Irin, on the other hand, was the fastest to calm down. He subtly scratched his head.
Hmm, the dead skin was still there.
In other words, this was indeed the original body.
But why was it in such a pink state?
Time reversal?
Was he melted?
Irin could roughly guess from the texture on his palm and the other people's faces that he had been forcefully restored to the appearance of a 14 or 15 year old in this trial.
At this age, it would be strange if he was not pink.
Irin was very experienced. He thought about all kinds of possibilities in his mind. In a short time, Irin calmed down.
Compared to the others, Irin accepted the current situation and situation faster.
No matter what, becoming a 15 or 16 year old was a hundred times better than having two lumps of meat in the way and worrying about when his period would come.
Luck could not be forced.
It was another day where he did not get any skills. He just had to get used to it.
Irin sighed. If this continued, he really could not have any more expectations for the "Random Reward". It was clearly such a happy moment.
Irin's expression was calm.
However, his heart was moved.
Hmm?
The process of this transfer student seemed to be a little wrong?
Based on his impression, shouldn't the usual procedure be to introduce themselves after a round of applause?
The students had no interest in the identity of an ordinary transfer student?
This was a little too fast.
Irin took the initiative to walk out. He picked a seat and sat down.
A few seconds later, another transfer student, who could be said to be an apostle, quickly walked to Irin's side and sat down. The two of them sat at the same table.
"Nice to meet you!"
The girl smiled sweetly.
Irin did not get close, nor did he reject. He just laughed softly and said, "Okay."
When Ling Yiyi said those words out of the blue, Ye Zichen was stunned.
Irin's expression froze. He looked at Ling Yiyi in his arms.
At this moment,
Irin had a "misconception".
When Ling Yiyi said those words, something seemed to have changed.
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