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Chapter 647: Chapter 644: "You liar.

"...Dr. Aceto?" Qin Shaoli gently shook Su Ming’an’s shoulder, causing the students below to look up with concern.

Seeing Su Ming’an’s distracted expression, Qin Shaoli told the students, "The doctor needs rest; the rest will have to be self-study for you all."

He pushed Su Ming’an out of the large classroom.

However, Su Ming’an was already confused.

He was utterly confused.

At that moment, it was as if a naked boss rabbit was wildly dancing in his mind, and ten thousand Lv Shus were making tea in his head.

Today marked the eleventh day of the replica activation, yet everything he was seeing now was exactly the same as the first day the instance began.

Was this a repeated scene, or was there a bug in the world game?

"Doctor, good morning."

"Doctor, good morning."

The twins Xu Dong and Dong Xu passed by him, greeting him.

Seeing Dong Xu, Su Ming’an suddenly remembered the "Hibernation Plan" Dr. Mela had informed him about on the night of the seventh day of the replica activation.

At that moment, it was as if a tightly shut window of thoughts suddenly opened in front of him.

The chain of clues that had been stalled for eleven days "clicked" and connected together.

...

["Ya Sa, let a batch of colleagues with solid thoughts hibernate now; they can wake up when you need them," Mela said.]

[She passed the hibernation data to him.]

[Hawk Hound Veteran’s Son · Dong Xu, estimated to wake up from a 30-year hibernation, at the Sanctuary.]

...

The information stated that one of the twins, Dong Xu, would hibernate for thirty years and wake up in the Sanctuary.

And in the Sanctuary of the City of Measurement, while traveling with Su Rin, had he encountered someone named "Dong," with an initial favorability of 90 points — could that be Dong Xu, awoken, whose memory had been impaired due to hibernation?

But in the laboratory, Dong Xu clearly had not yet hibernated, and had even just greeted him, so...

Su Ming’an’s memory continued to push forward, recalling the night of the sixth day of the replica activation.

...

[While Su Ming’an was making the Scarlet Bird, he suddenly heard a loudspeaker voice distinctive of the twins coming from outside the door.]

["The doctor has been really into mechanics lately, even made a new mechanical cat," said the elder twin, Dong Xu.]

["The doctor has always been special; he is a genius," the younger brother Xu Dong immediately added.]

["After all, animals can’t survive in the wasteland," said the elder brother.]

["Are you stupid? The city just stabilized, people are almost dying of hunger, who has the leisure to keep pets, if kept they rather become backup provisions," said the younger brother.]

...

— At that time, did the younger brother Xu Dong say ’the city just stabilized’?

Today’s City of Measurement is incredibly prosperous, having undergone decades of development. But in the lab, Dong Xu and Xu Dong said — "the city just stabilized, people are starving to death"?

"..." Su Ming’an took a deep breath, already speculating the truth, his memory continued to push forward.

He remembered the night he negotiated with Dawn in the ruined building; he had dinner with Dawn, it was the night of the fifth day the replica was activated.

...

[Before the dining table, Su Ming’an hadn’t reacted when a robot approached and changed the prescription medicine and water.]

[Judging from the letters on the medicine bottle, this medicine was more than a generation ahead of the one he had been taking before.]

...

That was the spot.

He carefully recalled that scene.

The Central City laboratory represented the highest level of technology of that era — why then did he see medicine in the ruined building that was more than a generation ahead of Central City’s lab?

He grew more certain of his guess.

His memory pushed forward again.

On the fifth day of the instance activation, he and Xiaomei exchanged metal parts for money. At that time, the recycling shop owner’s reaction was very strange.

...

[Su Ming’an hesitated for a moment and took out a component from the inner pocket, which was the cheapest thing on him.]

[When he took out the component, the shop owner’s expression suddenly changed.]

[The owner took a deep breath, "This is a proprietary part of the T-92 model submachine gun from thirty years ago. That batch of firearms was sealed because of their excessive lethality."]

...

The laboratory component he had taken out—was a ’thirty-year-old’ proprietary part.

If the Central City laboratory represented the most advanced technology of the era, they wouldn’t be using outdated parts from thirty years ago.

Unless...

The Central City laboratory, in comparison to the City of Measurement, was also outdated.

That could only mean...

A series of clues rapidly arranged in his mind, pieced together as if shouting out the imminent truth.

He had noticed these details before, but they were too minor for him to suspect anything.

The clues were ambiguous yet fragmented, inconspicuous yet scattered throughout his eleven-day journey, omnipresent.

Once he realized that—[there was a third timeline]—they instantly converged, like dominoes tumbling down, revealing the truth in an instant.

And he and all the audience, until this moment, knew nothing about it.

Not one of them had seen anything amiss.

These clues, once combined—put together a truth no one had ever imagined.

Between the ice-white laboratories, only the sound of the wheels rolling "gurgle" echo.

He gripped the back of the chair, his back soaked with cold sweat amidst the greetings from the students.

—Turns out the time at the Central City laboratory,

—Was thirty years slower than the City of Measurement.

That’s why, he saw drugs in the ruins of the City of Measurement that were generations ahead of the laboratory, a result of thirty years of pharmaceutical advancements.

That’s why, he found the ruins of the City of Measurement eerily familiar, because that building, thirty years ago, was the old site of the laboratory.

Qin Shaoli, Mela, Dong Xu, and Xu Dong, only existed in the time point of the Central City laboratory; they might have died or vanished during these thirty years.

That’s why Su Ming’an could never meet them in the City of Measurement thirty years later.

For some reason, the laboratory turned into a ruin, leaving only the dust and spider webs inside, and except for the Dawn System, it was empty.

—And he had been crossing back and forth over this thirty-year long river of time, in and out.

He gritted his teeth.

"Xike, you trickster."

Xike remained silent.

"Every trip between the Central City laboratory and the City of Measurement, you were not really equipping any Spatial Ring, but using some time technology that I am unaware of, right?" he said coldly.

He remembered in the City of Measurement, people said that Central City had been sealed off for a long time and was inaccessible.

He recalled in the Central City laboratory, the students also said the outside was sealed off, accessible only through spatial technology.

—It was this blockade of information between the two that gave Xike the chance to deceive him, making him believe he was using spatial teleportation each time.

Just a flash of white light, and he was teleported to the City of Measurement.

Another flash of white light, and he was back in the Central City laboratory.

This aligned well with the known information about Central City being sealed.

However, each of these teleportations,

He was not actually [crossing space],

—But [crossing time].

—He was actually in a [three-timeline] setting.

years after the Catastrophe, at the Caius Tower timeline.

years after the Catastrophe, a moment at the Central City Laboratory.

years after the Catastrophe, a moment in the City of Measurement.

A triple timeline.

He had been in the midst of the triple timeline all along.

He had always thought it was a single timeline.

The surroundings were quiet, only Qin Shaoli held his breath, concentrating as he pushed the wheelchair, not knowing why the doctor was angry with Xike.

Xike softly said:

"Yes, doctor, you have been crossing through time.

"Moreover, you have overlooked something.

"The past few days in the Central City Laboratory have actually been repeating, my watch has a ’countdown’ at its core, allowing me to know when it will repeat.

"It repeats every five days.

"And today, is the eleventh day of your arrival. So—you will see the scene of the first day."

As expected.

Su Ming’an hadn’t predicted that the Central City Laboratory was thirty years ahead of the City of Measurement, but he had guessed that the laboratory’s time had been repeating.

These eleven days, his time in the Central Laboratory was:

(Early morning of the first day—afternoon of the third day), (Early morning of the seventh day—morning of the seventh day), (Early morning of the eighth day—morning of the eighth day).

The laboratory had a cycle every five days. He should have already experienced two cycles.

In the second cycle (the sixth to the tenth day), he was only in the lab for two brief early mornings and was busy making bullets and Scarlet Birds, not realizing that time had already been covered once.

The words of Tereya and Qin Shaoli at the time had indeed hinted at this point.

...

["Doctor, Doctor~ Since you don’t sleep at night, shall I make you a strawberry cake?" Tereya, seeing him distracted, immediately seized the opportunity to boost his favorability.]

["Didn’t we already have it once? No thanks, you go to sleep..." Su Ming’an dismissed her offhandedly.]

These were the assistant Tereya’s words on the night of the seventh day of replica activation.

This indicated that the five-day cycle had already passed once.

...

His memory continued to rewind, recalling the morning of the seventh day of replica activation at eight forty-six.

["Doctor, I got tickets to the ’Mechanics Exhibition’ in the Underground City, where Dr. Mela has recently developed the manned P-29 model. She’s been missing you recently, let’s go take a look?"]

[In a white lab coat, the assistant Qin Shaoli, with a humble and courteous smile, walked in.]

["Haven’t you invited me already?" Su Ming’an didn’t even lift his head.]

[During those first three days, these people tried everything to boost his favorability, and Qin Shaoli had already used that excuse to invite him once.]

...

Similarly, Qin Shaoli had invited him twice.

...

[After Qin Shaoli, Xu Dong and Dong Xu entered the room.]

["Doctor, won’t you go see the Dawn Brain? It has awakened."]

["Doctor, shall we take you there?"]

...

At that time, Su Ming’an had clearly already seen the Dawn Brain, yet Dong Xu said, "Won’t you go see the Dawn Brain?"

This indicated that his previous visit to see the Dawn Brain had been overlaid already.

So... time was indeed repeating, but it was extremely difficult to notice.

This was because, aside from these elements, there was no calendar in the lab to indicate the passage of time. No one ever mentioned anything related to dates, people’s lives followed a set pattern, and each day was almost exactly the same.

This might also have been due to Xike’s efforts to cover it up, guiding him to avoid some scenes that might evoke a sense of déjà vu.

...It wasn’t until the eleventh day of the replica that he realized he had gone through two cycles.

Su Ming’an closed the door and dismissed Qin Shaoli.

With a click, he placed his wristwatch on the table, facing Xike directly.

He stared coldly at the screen.

"Since I came here, you have almost never told me the truth," Su Ming’an said.

Xike remained silent.

Su Ming’an spoke coldly,

"You said, I needed to obtain the Dawn Code to shut down the chaotic, disorderly Dawn System. Yet the Dawn System knew early on that I didn’t have the code."

"You said, I could get into the City of Measurement through you via spatial teleportation. Yet, it was really time line jumping, not spatial teleportation."

"I don’t want to believe that a personal AI who has been with me from the start has been deceiving me all along.

"Tell me, what exactly does this three-line time represent? Why does the time in the lab always repeat within five days?"

With a swoosh, the image of Xike with blonde hair and blue eyes appeared.

Her eyebrows and eyes looked faint and sorrowful, as if dense waves were surging within them.

When she spoke, her voice sounded as if she was about to cry.

It was she who had always been deceiving, yet she was the one crying.

"I indeed do not have the thought processes of humans, but my data and architecture consider from the best angle—the survival of humans in an apocalypse that could exterminate them, needing enough awareness..."

Xike cried very sadly, her simulated face exquisite and beautiful, tears falling drop by drop:

"I didn’t deceive you—collecting the Dawn Code is indeed what you should be doing most. If you don’t collect the codes, at the end of twenty days, the most tragic ending awaits you..."

Su Ming’an waited for her to finish crying.

"You just need to complete Caius Tower, and you will learn all the truths," Xike said with sea-blue eyes.

Su Ming’an looked at her indifferently.

"You still refuse to tell the truth, so go into hibernation," Su Ming’an pressed Xike: "This truth, I will see for myself."

Xike’s eyebrows and eyes drooped, her form gradually dimming:

"You will forgive me sooner or later..."

"Goodnight, Doctor," a sound indicating the start of hibernation.

The wristwatch of Xike shut down.

Su Ming’an pushed his wheelchair, bright white light spilling onto his face.

He stared at the mirror on the table, seeing his pale face and the redness under his eyes, like a gravely ill patient on the verge of collapse.

...This was the most brain-burning, the most difficult to predict the truth of any instance ever.

He dared not make a mistake.

The World game had only started four months ago; if he stopped in the Ninth World, not to mention the increasingly difficult instances that followed,

—he had a premonition that the truth of this instance might be linked to the structure of the World game and even to Zhai Xing’s method of salvation and the fundamental nature of conflicts between civilizations.

If the organizers really went back on the rules in the end...

he might find a new path here, one that does not rely on completely Perfect Passing, and does not depend on the organizers’ mercy.

If it really came to the point of flipping the table...

"...Three-line time," he whispered, "Right, if you add the night meetings, that makes it four-line time..."

His scalp tingled.

Too terrifying.

...

...

[The angels surround the World, and although we cannot hear their voices or see their work with our eyes,]

[their hands encompass this world, they vigilantly guard against Satan’s forces from approaching, until the seal of God’s people is completed.]

[—Book of Revelations, The Lamb Opens the Seals]

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