The world is not right [rebirth]

When Zhao Ying woke up, he was not soaked in formalin, and he found himself in a moving truck.

There is only a faint light in the carriage, and everything looks like a layer of black veil.Zhao Ying squinted his eyes and looked around. Someone was sitting opposite him, very close to him, not only holding his hand, but also entwining him with hot breath.

Zhao Ying's eyes widened in shock.

"Tang Su?!"

He heard himself exclaiming—at this moment, he couldn't control how he was able to exclaim as a mute—and the handsome, almost god-like man raised his head, his dull and dull black hair seemed to be pale. The fragrant sandalwood, the black pearl-like eyes are bent into a beautiful arc, and the corners of Yin Hong's mouth are raised, casting a gentle smile on Zhao Ying.

"Aying, are you awake?"

Then Zhao Ying really woke up.

With a bird's nest of messy hair and straight eyes, he sat up suddenly from the hard bed, half of his trance consciousness remained in the dream.Fortunately, in the next moment, this consciousness was forcibly pulled back to the body by the intermittent pain, pain, stinging, and fire pain all over the body. Zhao Ying, who felt that his body might be knocked down by a car and ran over it several times, opened his mouth and cried out in pain. It's a pity that , as a mute, no one can hear his voice.

"Bah!"

Poor someone rolled out of bed.

Compared with the ground, even a wooden bed covered with only a layer of cotton batting is not so abominable. After tossing and hurting all over, Zhao Ying, who woke up and made herself hurt even more, grinned and crawled back to the bed, happy at the same time. Suddenly, he found his glasses on the bedside table.

After putting on the glasses, the feeling of dizziness finally dissipated a bit.It's a pity that as soon as I opened my eyes, this dizzy feeling came back. It was not because Zhao Ying's myopia suddenly increased several times and the prescription of the glasses did not match, but because he was frightened.

I was startled by the thick black iron rods for the wrists that lined up one by one and divided the room.

He looked at himself again.

A prisoner uniform with black and white stripes.

Zhao Ying: "..."

On the second day of his rebirth, the poor former master writer Mr. Zhao Ying just like this entered the cell he had never been near in his previous version of his life.

Mom, he thought silently, is it possible for me to become a great writer like Hugo when I am in prison?

The former master writer was obviously scared out of logic. What does going to jail have to do with Hugo?

Fortunately, soon, Zhao Ying remembered the dream that woke him up just now.

That dream was so real, the narrow car trunk, the fresh air brought by the night wind through the hood, the smell of sweat from the people crowded around him, and the hand holding him—the soft feeling brought by pampering , the forceful feeling of being clenched, the burning sensation brought by the skin, and the familiar face of Zhao Ying.

And Zhao Ying's familiar voice.

It's Tang Su.

Tang Su was the dark horse little fresh meat that came out of nowhere in the Chinese music scene before Zhao Ying was reborn.He also has another identity, he is Zhao Ying's only idol besides Victor Hugo.

It's not quite right to say that, Zhao Ying just likes listening to his songs.

Tang Su made his debut four years ago. From his debut to Zhao Ying's rebirth, there were more than 400 days and nights. Every day, Zhao Ying opened the document code words with his singing, and every day, Zhao Ying accompanied him. The singing turns off the computer in the lonely late night.

This is almost an inseparable habit for him.

Zhao Ying bought all of Tang Su's albums, and paid for all of them on various music platforms. He bought VIP tickets for the only concert, not to mention all Tang Su's posters, autographs, magazine covers, and interviews.

He doesn't hang out in fan forums, doesn't fight online, and always buys and buys in silence.

That's enough, as a fan.

But Zhao Ying did not expect to have such a dream.

In the past, Tang Su had never entered his dreams, let alone held his hand and called his name in the dream—it’s too gay, Zhao Ying’s goosebumps shook all over the ground—Zhao Ying was sure of his feelings It was very clear that his feelings for Tang Su were nothing more than the fan's admiration for idols, and it didn't change until he was reborn.

As for rebirth...

Zhao Ying suddenly remembered the empty music list in Penguin Music.

By the way, he has already confirmed that this world is not completely similar to the world before his rebirth, so... is there Tang Su in this world?

A year later, will a rookie singer named Tang Su be a dark horse in the draft and enter the finals and win the championship?

Zhao Ying suddenly became flustered, and he slowly realized what the dream had shown him just now.

In any case, with his rebirth, he and the Tang Su he knew—whether there will be a person named Tang Su in this world, or a singer named Tang Su, as long as the circumstances are different , Different experience, people are not the same - can never see each other again.

He never heard that song again.

+ + +

Zhao Ying, who fell into grief, even forgot to study where he is now.

He is in Beiping, China, a subsidiary of the Chinese Super League Committee, and the superhuman detention center in the northern suburbs of Beiping.

This is one of the three prisons for superpowers in China, and it was built not far from the building of the Super League Committee.

The Chinese Super League Committee, the full name of the Central Committee of China Super Power Management, an institution directly under the CCP, specializes in the management of super powers of Chinese nationality, as well as super power incidents involving Chinese nationality super powers or occurring in China. It was established in 2013.

For the vast majority of people in the world, the existence of superpowers was made public a few years ago. The chaos and disasters caused by this incident at the beginning have gradually faded from people's memory. Clearly, there are only laws and regulations that target people with superpowers.

Without the permission of the Super League Committee, it is illegal for superpowers to use superpowers.

It is illegal to use superpowers on people without their consent.

After awakening superpowers, it is illegal not to register with the Super League Committee.

Over the past few years, there are fewer and fewer newly awakened superpowers who are unwilling to register their identities, but for Zhao Ying, who was reborn from another timeline...

superpower? excuseme?

Of course, for the Super League Committee...

Awakened, refused to hire, refused to register?The fuck is still resisting arrest? excuseme?

In the building of the Chinese Super League Committee, there was a lot of chaos for a while because of the excerpts of "Bringing Cosmic Intelligence with You" circulating on the Internet. They were busy until Zhao Ying spent the second day in the detention center before they sent special interrogators.

A few days ago, the man in the suit who was in the same room with the main body of the artificial intelligence Nuwa grabbed his old briefcase and pushed open the gate of the detention center.

"Oh, Xiaoyun," the gatekeeper greeted him, "Who are you looking for this time?"

Yun Qi smiled, lowered his head and signed the visiting materials, and said, "Look for the one who was brought in the day before yesterday."

"Oh, he's at Aiqu No. 38," the uncle read the English letters with a very non-standard accent, "you take the road on the left."

He nodded and put down his pen. The uncle pushed open a small iron gate for him. Yunqi walked down the narrow and steep stairs. Behind him, the uncle closed the iron gate with a bang.

Yunqi turned left at the first fork and found Zhao Ying in cell H38.

He first glanced quickly and secretly, and then smiled at Zhao Ying.

Then he found that the alertness in Zhao Ying's eyes deepened.

Quite sharp?Disability advantage?Thinking of this, Yunqi made his smile look more sincere. He took out a series of small machines from his briefcase, turned on a camera, pointed it at Zhao Ying, and put it aside.

"Hello, student Zhao Ying, my surname is Yun, and I am a handyman in the Chinese Super League Committee," he joked, "This little thing is the latest motion capture system, and it will translate you for me in the following conversation. The sign language you made, do you need to try it?"

Zhao Ying looked at him, secretly smiling, then looked at the delicate little machine, and raised his hand hesitantly.

Before he was reborn, he stayed at home and only talked with others through the Internet. After a long time like this, he even became a little rusty of sign language.Zhao Ying made the first movement slowly, regaining his senses, and by the end of this sentence, his movements appeared to be very smooth.

The machine dutifully translated his words.

"Where am I?"

"Beiping," Yun Qi seemed to have known that he would ask this question, and at the same time he took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Zhao Ying, "A subordinate of the Central Committee for the Management of Superpowers, the Superpower Detention Center, 78 hours ago, you You have been charged with the crime of illegal use of superpowers, the crime of illegal superpower status as a person with superpowers who did not register with the Supercommittee, and has been detained, and this document records the detailed charges against you."

Yunqi's speech was as fast and clear as a professional host, Zhao Ying frowned, and carefully and conscientiously read through this thin few pages of document line by line.

At this point, nouns such as "Law of the People's Republic of China on the Protection of the Rights and Interests of Persons with Superpowers" and "Law of the People's Republic of China on the Use of Superpowers" can no longer surprise Zhao Ying, but what surprises him is what is written at the back of the document thing.

"bail?"

"Persons with superpowers are talents that the country needs," Yunqi said, with a sincere smile on his face. "Although Zhao Ying has already rejected the recruitment of the Super League Committee, the country is willing to give you a second chance."

"..." Zhao Ying.

hire?When did he say no?

Zhao Ying thought about it carefully, and finally remembered.

Could it be that weird news on the terminal website that day?Damn it, every member of the Chinese Super League Committee has something wrong with their brains, right?

It's all the rebirth's fault, he thought with a stiff face, turning the file to the last page.

The last page of the file was the bill, which stated the fine for Zhao Ying.

700 million.

Zhao Ying used force with his hands and accidentally tore a corner of the paper.

Yunqi smiled and looked at his expression as if swallowing some kind of human excrement, and explained: "Since you published your online novel titled "Bringing Cosmic Intelligence with You", 14 million Internet users out of China's [-] billion population, Almost all of them have been caught in the effects of your superpowers. According to the law on the use of superpowers, you need to compensate these people for mental damage. In addition, those people who even use illegal means to spread the novel to others in reality, and you The economic disputes caused by novels occupying every inch of the Internet... For example, the advertisement on a certain search portal website should belong to the advertiser who paid the money, but the advertising executives got caught up in your superpower effect and instead placed it on the advertisement space Recommend your novel..."

Yunqi spread his hands: "Not to mention that your novel has spread abroad through the Internet. Many countries claim that our country has provoked other countries through superpowers. This is a serious diplomatic incident. To be honest, 700 million yuan is already very low. Yes, the fine proposed at the beginning was [-] million."

Zhao Ying: "..."

As a pauper with two pennies—which have been lost—whether it’s 700 million or [-] million can’t afford it, okay?

Seeing his bitter expression, Yunqi smiled.

"People with superpowers are talents that the country needs," he repeated this sentence slowly and emotionally, and then said, "If Zhao Ying agrees to join the super committee, as long as it operates properly, the fine will be paid by the committee." It can be paid in advance. Then—”

"--Do you want to?"