I'm not a theatre god

This thought appeared in Chen Ling's mind and he couldn't get rid of it. He finally realized what the USB flash drive in his hand represented...

This means that he has the qualifications to investigate the origin of the "catastrophe".

"Ah Ling!! Ah Ling!!!"

Just as Chen Ling was thinking, an excited voice suddenly sounded from a distance, and a woman rushed downstairs, shouting with tears on her face.

"Mom saw you...Mom just saw you!!"

"The workers who moved the wreaths also said they saw you downstairs! Mom knows you've been back!"

"Whether it's a soul or a ghost...can you come back and talk to mom again? Do you know how your dad and I got here this day..."

"It's Mom who is sorry for you... Mom pushed you too hard. Mom shouldn't be so eager to let you go to society to experience... Your death is Mom's fault. Mom knows she was wrong..."

"It's okay if you come back and let us take a look..."

The woman was crying so hard that her red eyes had dried up from crying. She sat down on the ground weakly and slapped the ground with her hands again and again, as if she was venting the regret and pain in her heart.

The door on the first floor was opened, and a group of relatives came out and helped her up from the ground.

"Oh, Caiyun... what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Yes... the child died in an accident, how can it be your fault... Okay, okay, get up quickly, don't cry."

"Maybe the child came back to look at you just now and settled a trouble. Now he is gone... No matter how much you cry, he will never come back..."

"Caiyun... let's let Ah Ling rest in peace, okay?"

Chen Ling watched this scene from a distance in the corner, her eyes extremely complicated... He placed one hand gently on his chest, like a silent sculpture.

Even though there is no heart anymore, even though the twisted Shinto suppresses his emotions, he can still feel the sadness and reluctance pouring out from the depths of his soul at this moment, stimulating him like needle pricks.

His empty chest ached.

"...As of 5:45 p.m., the military has sealed off the area around Shennongjia, and a scientific research team led by astrophysicists is expected to arrive within five hours..."

"...Our reporters will continue to report for you."

The sound of news echoed behind Chen Ling. He knew that he didn't have much time. After a moment of silence, he gently tore his chin with his fingertips and walked straight to the door of the unit.

Perhaps it was because Caiyun had made too loud a moment, but the movement had already attracted several people to watch. They looked at the woman sitting down at the door of the unit and the many wreaths behind her, with pity in their eyes... But there were more people. , but just glanced at it from a distance, and then hurriedly avoided it, as if he was afraid that the dead man's bad luck would be on him.

The relatives supported Caiyun and struggled to get up from the ground. Before she could stand upright, she stumbled and fell forward.

While everyone was exclaiming, a pair of palms firmly supported her figure.

Caiyun was startled for a moment and looked up. It was a young man wearing a brown coat and half-rimmed glasses. The silver glasses chain shone in the sun.

He looked at himself and asked with concern:

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

"...It's okay." Caiyun stood up with pale lips and squeezed out a smile, "Thank you...young man."

"You're welcome." The young man smiled slightly. He glanced at the wreath at the door of the unit, "Don't be too sad. Since he came back to see you, it means that he is thinking about you... It's okay to leave in peace. A good thing, isn't it?"

Caiyun looked at him blankly, and for some reason, she felt an inexplicable sense of affinity with the young man in front of her.

"Young man...you're not from around here, are you?"

"No, I came back from afar." The young man paused.

"Maybe one day, your son will come back from afar... Then everything will start again."

A flash of doubt flashed across Caiyun's face. Before she could ask any more questions, the young man let go of her hand, smiled, turned and left... The brown coat left the gate of the community alone and walked straight forward...

He disappeared into the traffic.

Chen Ling still did not recognize her in the end, not only because of lack of time, but more importantly, because he knew clearly that everything here was just an archive.

At this moment, he is no longer an immature urban youth who has just traveled to the Aurora Realm. His reason tells him that everything is meaningless before the "restart" is truly completed... He is willing to risk everything just to survive in the real world. Go home.

After Chen Ling left the community, she walked directly to the nearest subway station.

To get to Shennongjia from this city, you need to fly to high-speed rail. Chen Ling is not sure about the specific time, but the time of five or six hours should be quite tight, and he must set off immediately.

After walking to the pit gate and passing the security check, Chen Ling suddenly stopped in front of the gate... He realized a serious problem.

Perhaps because he has been in the Aurora Realm for a long time, Chen Ling has forgotten that taking the subway costs money. Now he is not only poor, but also does not even have a mobile phone. Let alone taking the high-speed train, he cannot even enter the subway station!

Going to buy one now? But he has no money... just steal it from passers-by? Although he knew that this was an archive of the times, Chen Ling really didn't want to do such a thing if he had other choices.

After a brief thought, Chen Ling turned her attention to the ticket gate.

As pedestrians scanned the QR codes on their mobile phones or subway passes on the gate sensor belt, and passed through the gate smoothly, some theoretical knowledge about electromagnetic induction suddenly emerged in Chen Ling's mind. , his eyes narrowed slightly.

He walked straight to a gate in the corner, tentatively patted the sensor belt with his hand.

Snapped--!

The next moment, the entire subway station was plunged into darkness.

Not only the subway station, but also several residential buildings in the surrounding communities suddenly lost power. When Chen Ling heard the exclamations coming from all over the subway station, she knew something was wrong.

This was the first time he used this skill. When the control was not precise enough, he seemed to use too much force... In the darkness, Chen Ling tapped the gate again.

"Please pass."

A loud sound rang out from the turnstile, and a conspicuous green arrow jumped out of the screen at Chen Ling's hand. In the dark subway station, the only light on the screen was so conspicuous that it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

At this moment, both the pedestrians and the staff who were rushing to repair the circuit were dumbfounded... The entire subway station was without power. How could this turnstile still work? ?

The corner of Chen Ling's mouth twitched slightly. He immediately walked through the open turnstile and walked into the power-off subway station. Four or five seconds after he left, the circuit automatically restored and the entire subway station returned to light again... And at this moment, Chen Ling has disappeared from everyone's sight.

Chen Ling, whose face had changed, stood in front of the subway glass door with her hands in her pockets, looking at the electronic screens and communication equipment everywhere around her, a glimmer of light flashing in her eyes.

The next moment, all the screen surfaces began to flicker alternately between light and dark. He stood in the reflection of the crazily flickering screen, like a ghost.

The corners of Chen Ling's mouth raised slightly.

He knew that in this era, Aurora-Jun's skills...he had gotten it right.