Aoba Office

I remember that this painting was in some private collection. It seems that it was bought at a high price at an auction just a few years ago, setting a new auction record for oil paintings.

The woman has skipped this topic and said to Ruan Han and Zhao Hang: "There are some things that need to be dealt with in the company, and I am going back now. Is Mr. Zhao going with me?"

Zhao Hang nodded immediately.

Ruan Han was trying to stop him.

"Mr. Ruan, please rest assured that our company has always been very protective of talents. We are very thirsty for talents and will not harm precious talents like Mr. Zhao or you. If you change your mind or have any questions, please feel free to contact us at any time. Contact me." The woman took out a business card and handed it to Ruan Han.

Zhao Hang seems to be following this woman now.

"Ahang, do you know what you are doing? This woman, and this company..." Ruan Han became anxious, holding the business card tightly, and grabbed Zhao Hang's arm with his other hand.

"I know, brother. I have thought about this matter. If you have seen it, you will also think...it's amazing!" Zhao Hang thought for a while and then said an adjective, "It's really amazing. The things I’m studying now are nothing compared to that! I really want to get in touch with those things as soon as possible. Time is really important. The right choice is to integrate in as early as possible. Brother, you should join in. That is not what it is now...this..." Zhao Hang waved his hand, feeling a little disappointed, "I don't know how to talk to you. Explain. But trust me, time waits. You should at least go see her and call her."

"Mr. Zhao." The woman urged.

Zhao Hang picked up a backpack in the cabinet next to him and was about to leave.

He also called Ruan Han and me, and remembered to lock the door of the laboratory.

Ruan Han was completely lost and didn't understand what was happening.

I can probably guess what the woman showed Zhao Hang.

In that future world... ghosts are in power, and countless ghosts have established themselves as kings and created new social rules. In such a world, there is no law or morality, only the rules set by each ghost king.

Cruel, brutal, bloody, full of killing...

However, look at it from another angle. Just like the area where Luo Mu lived and grew up, as long as he had the appearance that Lan Ji liked, he could live a life without worries about food and clothing. Turning into a ghost after death is equivalent to gaining the ability to live forever in disguise.

Similar things must have happened in the territories of other ghost kings.

Some people died, some were oppressed, but on the other hand, some people must have gained rights in the process and gained abilities that ordinary people could not achieve.

If Zhao Hang took a fancy to some of the benefits that the costumed ghost could bestow upon him, throwing away the real world wouldn't mean he couldn't tell the past.

Furthermore, if that world is the future of the real world, it cannot be said to be stupid to take refuge in a ghost king who will have unlimited status and power in the future.

I thought about the painting and what Zhao Hang said, and felt that my previous suspicions were untenable.

That, I’m afraid, is the future world.

However, the link nodes between the future world and the real world, that is, the entrances and exits to different spaces, are scattered all over the place. Not only are they dispersed geographically and spatially, they are also dispersed in time.

If I could use those entrances and exits, could I... go back to the past?

Ruan Han called me and looked at me helplessly.

I don't know what to do either.

Seeing my silence, Ruan Han opened his mouth, his face full of questions, but he didn't ask any of them.

If he asked the question, I might not be able to answer it honestly.

Contact with costume ghosts involves too many things.

"I will consider this..." Ruan Han smiled bitterly and glanced at the wrinkled business card in his hand.

The woman had already left with Zhao Hang.

I watched them get off the elevator and walked to the window to take a look. I watched them walk into the tree-lined avenue on campus and disappeared.

This is really troublesome.

I said goodbye to Ruan Han who was at a loss, and went to the hotel, found Wu Ling and the others, and explained the matter.

Wu Ling and the four of them all looked ugly.

"So, there is a more powerful ghost in that world." Nangong Yao said.

"There may be an organization. This is a plan made by many ghosts together." Wu Ling said.

No matter what the situation is, it's not easy to handle.

"Are they poaching people, or do they want to change history?" Liu Miao asked.

Gu Mo sneered, "If you poach people, history will definitely change."

I thought about the changed past, and my heart sank.

Maybe there is no one with abilities similar to me. It's just that a ghost passed through the entrance and exit of a certain different space and changed the era, so the butterfly effect occurred.

In this case, the situation becomes more urgent.

Instead of the seven years we expected in the past, the whole world may have changed even earlier.

Or maybe, in just one sleep, the entire real world will look like the future world.

When the time comes, only a few people, like Ye Qing and me, will discover this change. Others have long since adapted to the new world.

I rubbed my forehead.

This couldn't be worse.

"Sigh... I originally thought it was just one or two ghosts escaping, but now it has turned into a purposeful and planned collective action... It's over..." Gu Mo suddenly became discouraged.

"It's not like there's no chance..." Liu Miao said.

Gu Mo waved his hand, "Idiot, think about it carefully. Those ghosts are more powerful than us, and those ghosts already know what will happen 'here'. They are all cheating on the big accounts, and we are the small ones. What can be done?”

"So, do you think you should give up?" Liu Miao asked with a serious expression.

Gu Mo still waved his hand, "I mean, it turns out that's not possible." He suddenly sat up straight, "Didn't Ye Zi become a ghost?"

When I heard this question, I was frightened and stared at Gumo, not daring to blink.

Wu Ling was thoughtful. Nangong Yao said "Oh" and started to think.

Liu Miao seemed a little angry, "What are you talking about! How could the boss do such a thing!"

"If the ultimate goal is to start all over again, then the process in the middle is not important at all." Gu Mo said calmly, looking at me, "Compared to Ye Zi, I think we should add another layer of insurance, which is better."

My heart skipped a beat, "You were originally worried that I would become a devil after turning into a ghost."

"Yeah, I have this worry now too. I'm also worried that you will be the big demon king who commands the ghosts in the future. To be honest, apart from you, I haven't seen anyone with the ability to make the soul travel through time and space. "Gu Mo said.

The eyes of the four Aoba fell on me.

My throat is dry and my mind is blank.

At this moment, I also had a suspicion.

Could it be that...as Gu Mo guessed, that ghost...is myself?

"Are you writing a movie script?" Liu Miao was the first to break the silence and asked Gu Mo.

"A reasonable guess. Although if this is the case, it would be ridiculous." Gu Mo relaxed his body again and spread his hands in an indistinct manner.

But I couldn't relax. My whole consciousness felt like it was being hung up. It was very uncomfortable.

Good night everyone~