Chapter 1623: Chapter 1623
(Edit later) The current situation is still manageable; the players are temporarily getting along peacefully. After a small disturbance, everyone went back to their own business.
“Are you going out today?” Tong Qi asked Xu Huo.
“Not for now.” Xu Huo leaned back on a chair taken from a shop, beginning to recall last night’s dream.
Apart from the fixed characters appearing in the train accident, the location of the track accident is also fixed. In fact, the accident time should also be fixed; only once was there a time change due to a new variable introduced by his temporary scenario setting.
And the last two times, new variables also appeared.
The people pouring out around the tracks were new variables, and Xu Huo’s hijacking of the driver without approaching the person tied on the track also added a new variable. The difference is, he knew one, but not the other.
This means that whether he or the train eventually hits the person on the track, the final result remains largely unchanged, namely the existence of the train and the person on the track, making the accident unavoidable.
It seems that no matter how hard he tries, the train will depart, and the person on the track will die.
The only thing that could change this was his hypothetical bomb… Does this mean that enough change needs to be introduced to potentially alter the final result?
The train can only go one stop up, and what he can do at the main station is very limited… If only the time could be earlier, before the train has entered the station, perhaps things could take a different turn.
The temporal turnaround Xu Huo can currently think of is the “curved time” he once witnessed on the Dimension Train track. At that time, the traffic controller mentioned the uniqueness of “curved time,” along with the time differences in different sections of the game. From a hypothetical perspective, the Dimensional Rift game could be capable of time travel.
If Dr. Wu really visited this instance, then this recurring dream is probably not coincidental.
Dr. Wu once had a daughter—this was something he deliberately revealed and is recognized by many players tracking him and the pharmacists. If his deliberate revelation wasn’t out of missing, there might be another implication.
Using “curved time” to complete time travel, not to mention someone like Dr. Wu, who is very knowledgeable about the Dimensional Rift game, would be tempted. Even Xu Huo, upon first hearing about it, would have a doubt in his mind, that is, can it truly be achieved?
If Dr. Wu is indeed undertaking this task, does it imply that there really is a glimmer of hope?
Going back to the past—this thought can make anyone’s blood boil, but Xu Huo quickly calmed down. Assuming his speculation is correct, Dr. Wu’s daughter is still not resurrected, implying that even if it’s possible to go back to the past and change others’ destinies, the likelihood is still extremely slim, so slim that someone could spend hundreds of years unable to achieve it, even for a genius who developed the Perfect Evolution Potion.
The train of thought paused here and then returned to last night’s dream.
In terms of time manipulation, introducing variables large enough to have a significant impact, whether these can truly be realized in the dream according to his imagination remains unclear. Ultimately, it depends on the instance’s judgment standards. At least in the dream, it’s certainly impossible to achieve real “time travel,” and Dr. Wu shouldn’t make such stringent demands in a Rank-C copy.
More than half of the people stayed in the mall, while the other small half didn’t give up on going out searching for clues. In no time, Liao Xiaorong and Mi Yaojia, along with three other players, hurried back, urgently approaching Xu Huo and the others.
“We found Zhao Qing.”
Xu Huo turned his head to look at the stretcher being carried behind them.
The person, if they can still be called that, on the stretcher only retained a rough human shape, covered from head to toe with densely growing fungi, part of the face had already been stripped away. From the broken visage, it indeed was Zhao Qing, who disappeared the night before in the Clock Tower.
She bore no apparent trauma or blood stains, making it unclear how she died. Yet, she maintained a posture with her hands crossed on her abdomen, even with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, suspiciously serene.
Whether poisoned or murdered, that wasn’t the most terrifying; what shocked Liao Xiaorong and the others was her state.
“Could she have willingly gone to her death?” Liao Xiaorong said fearfully, “She wasn’t holding that posture when she vanished!”
“Never mind how she died, doesn’t this suggest there’s another space existing?” Tong Qi said, “The fungi on Zhao Qing’s body are far more luxuriant than those in this city.”
The players present couldn’t accept it. The uncontrollable deep sleep and possibly dying in their dreams were already beyond their control. The hope of clearing the level and exiting the instance was on the potentially existing other space, now telling them they could die more inexplicably after going to another space—who can bear this?
——Currently, it seems only ordinary people sleep to death, apparently unrelated to the players,
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If Dr. Wu really visited this instance, this recurring dream should not be out of chance.
Dr. Wu once had a daughter—this was something he deliberately revealed, recognized by many players tracking him and the pharmacists. If his deliberate revelation wasn’t out of nostalgia, it could mean there’s another hint.
Using “curved time” to complete time travel, even someone like Dr. Wu, who knows a lot about the Dimensional Rift game, would be tempted. Even Xu Huo, when he first heard about it, would have the question: can it truly be done?
If Dr. Wu is really doing this, does it imply there is indeed a glimmer of hope?
Going back to the past—these words can stir anyone up, but Xu Huo quickly calmed himself down. Assuming his hypothesis holds, Dr. Wu’s daughter still remains unrevived, indicating that going back to the past and changing another person’s fate, even if possible, is almost unreachable, unreachable to the extent that someone may spend a hundred years without accomplishing it, and this involves a genius who produced the Perfect Evolution Potion.
The thought halted here before dragging back to last night’s dream.
In focusing on the manipulation of time, the increase in variables large enough to have an impact, whether these can be truly realized in the dream as he imagines is uncertain. Ultimately, it relies on the instance’s judgment criteria. At least in the dream, one certainly cannot achieve true “time travel,” and Dr. Wu likely won’t make such harsh demands in a Rank-C instance.
Hundred-year life drifts all over in the game,
The accident time should be fixed, and there are two other things that should be fixed, which are
Among those who didn’t sleep yesterday, more people rose with the dawn to move about, took the chance to rest, and those still asleep remain unbothered,
Hundred-year life drifts all over in the game,
The accident time should be fixed, and there are two other things that should be fixed, which are
Among those who didn’t sleep yesterday, more people rose with the dawn to move about, took the chance to rest, and those still asleep remain unbothered,