Chapter 237

Yilin returned to the capital.

be on one's own.

Stepping on this land again, compared with the last time, Yilin's mentality is very different.

The whole world seemed strange and illusory in Yilin's eyes.

This is an indescribable feeling.

For Yilin, it seems that these two short days have made him experience a completely different life again.

When returning to Molly's Institute, Yilin didn't tell Molly his experience and doubts this time.

If Molly's space-time shuttle theory is not correct, what is the truth?

The truth inferred by Molly is based on the premise that Yilin's "memory is correct".

But when everything has changed strangely, Yilin believes that Molly can't draw a conclusion.

Simply put down all questions for the time being.

The world has changed, the identity has changed, the parents have disappeared, and all the tracks and memories are specious.

But there is only one thing that is consistent.

He is still an apostle, an apostle struggling to survive in the world.

Only this thing will not change.

Anyway, in order to find out the source of all changes and the truth of rebirth, the first thing Yilin has to do... Live.

Everything was safe until November.

Autumn is deep.

The trajectory of life seems to be invariable.

After returning to the capital, Yilin set everyone as no disturbance.

At least, he wants to deal with the next trial practice with a calm state of mind.

After returning to the capital, Yilin deliberately avoided Ling Yiyi.

He didn't know how to face it.

So he chose to escape.

As for Molly... Molly doesn't have time for him at all.

Yilin was also happy to be free.

Too many thoughts, the world is too chaotic, Yilin just wants to be quiet.

In this timeline, the relationship between Ling Yiyi and Yilin is as plain as water, just as Ling Yiyi's answer: just friends.

A few more days passed.

November 7.

Familiar pain spreads from the brand of death.

This time, Yilin calmly endured the intense pain.

Pain comes and goes like the wind, as if it had never come.

Yilin quickly sorted out the storage space.

With the upgrading of the tower level, there may be some bad start, and Yilin has to guard against it.

For the apostles, the storage space is only a cubic meter. The space is precious. It can be said that every inch is life-threatening, and it is impossible to fill it with personal belongings and food.

Moreover, in the trial, it is impossible to set a dead end. According to the urination of the tower, no matter how difficult the start is, there will be a way to live. It is impossible to set an unsolved start and dead end. Yilin is not too worried about this.

What makes Yilin feel strange is that in the past half a month, he has clearly sent the address here to Gouzi, but Wang Tiandi doesn't know whether he has changed his mind, lost his way, or is on his way to the capital.

In short, because of that, Yilin was not in the mood to pay attention to anyone or the dog.

Ready.

No suicide note is required.

Irene didn't even say hello to anyone.

Including Lao Pan who doesn't know where the wave has gone.

Each apostle is an individual, and each has his own destiny. Whether he can survive depends on his strength, and Yilin can't care about anyone.

"Come back alive first."

"Enter the inner world."

Familiar scene, familiar taste.

Yilin's whole body was wrapped in dazzling white streamer.

Step on the void.

【Loading……】

Familiar scenes, no matter how many times, make people feel the mystery contained in this scene.

Perhaps only those who really choose "yes" can personally understand this miraculous world.

Shuttle through the world, fight for life and death, and complete the task.

If one day, his restrictions can be lifted and this story can be told to others, what will be a soul stirring story?

If you haven't had time to die by then.

The strange changes of reality were left behind by Yilin for the time being.

There are some things that Erin hasn't figured out yet.

"Huh?"

Familiar hints began to emerge.

In this trial exercise, the tower did not hide the task prompt and pasted it on all faces during the loading process.

Yilin cleaned up his mood and didn't dare to be careless. Word by word, he was deeply imprinted in his memory before the hint disappeared.

……

Welcome to Styx elementary school

You five are the new pink and tender students in class two of year three

Here, there is a strong learning atmosphere and everything is thriving

You can take it seriously or not

Every choice you make will determine your future destiny

Please remember your identity

[choose carefully and follow your heart.]

[Note: all this is your choice.]

[Note: all this is your choice.]

[Note: all this is your choice.]

Yi Lin: "??"

[now we release the main task: escape from Styx elementary school. Task time limit: until death. Return to the real world after completing the task. Reward: unknown.]

Finish reading.

Looking at the familiar and strange hint of the painting style, Yilin had many questions in his heart.

But before the prompt disappeared, Yilin quickly read all the prompts twice with the fastest speed, so as not to miss any key points.

Finally, the streamer dissipated.

Yilin officially entered the trial practice.

When the light dissipated, Yilin immediately raised his vigilance to the highest.

In my ear, a voice that should sound normal said loudly in a kind tone: "now, let's welcome the five students in class 2, grade 3, this semester with warm applause!"

WOW——

The voice fell, and there was sparse applause around. It didn't seem too warm.

Junior high school?

Yilin narrowed his eyes slightly.

This start is still within the acceptable range.

When Yilin regained her vision, she found herself in a classroom.

He ignored the teacher who talked on the podium and didn't know what to say.

But with the fastest speed, looking at the surrounding environment, first ensure that the surrounding environment is temporarily safe.

Well, it's professionalism.

The professionalism of the senior apostles.

From the task tip, at present, the intelligence that Yilin can obviously get is only the location and their current identity.

[location] class 2, grade 3, Minhe junior middle school.

[identity] this is a pink and tender student.

Other tips are unknown for the time being, so.

"Please remember... Who you are?"

Yilin pondered over a sentence in the hint that didn't seem very important.

But in fact, Yilin is very clear that the task prompt is not important unless it is not tasted.

Tower's will likes the style of playing word games. It's not a day or two. Yilin has long been used to it. It's not surprising.

Thinking of this, Yilin immediately pretended to be young and sprouting, with a somewhat shy smile.

Ah, acting is hard.

While squeezing a smiling face, Yilin continued to observe and looked around.

The classroom in front of us, called "class two of three years", is somewhat different from the classroom recognized by Yilin.

It was not the time, age or architectural style, but at the first glance, Yilin found that the style of this classroom was quite strange.

All four sides are walls except the front and rear doors.

As the name suggests, it's really all walls.

The wall is painted with simple white paint, and many places are also full of cracks. Of course, the old wall doesn't make Yilin feel strange. What really makes Yilin feel strange is that there are... No windows on the four walls of class 2 classroom in the past three years.

Not a window.

Why?

Yilin wrote this down for the time being, and then continued to observe.

Beside him, there were four other people, with different expressions, standing side by side.

Huh?

When Yilin saw the faces of the other four people, the corners of his mouth and eyes twitched at the same time, and he almost couldn't help saying "lying trough".

So this is what "pink and tender" means!

Sure enough, it's really tender!

Yilin felt bad and opened the Apostle panel with the fastest speed.

Although the Apostle panel can be opened normally, the data is still those data. On the surface, there is no change.

However, in the upper right corner of the Apostle panel, there is a cute pink rabbit buff icon, which seems to correspond to the word "pink and tender".

How tender!

Although Yilin can't see his face.

But from the faces of others, he has roughly guessed their current situation, but he has not had time to study it in depth.

The skin of the other four people, both men and women, is smooth and delicate, with the green and astringent of minors, mixed with the delicate shame of flowers and bones in full bloom.

Yi Lin: "

The other four soon noticed something wrong from other people's faces, and their eyes were surprised and angry.

On the contrary, Yilin calmed down quickly and pulled his head without trace.

Well, the dead skin is still there.

In other words, it does belong to ontology.

But why is this pink posture?

Time reversal?

Sprouted?

From the texture of his palm and other people's faces, Yilin can roughly infer that he came to this trial practice at this time and was restored to a 14-year-old posture by Shengsheng.

At this age, it's strange not to be tender.

Yilin is experienced and thinks about all kinds of possibilities in his mind. In a short time, Yilin calms down.

Compared with anyone, Yilin accepted the current start and situation faster.

In any case, it's better to be 15 or 16 years old than to be in a situation of worrying about when your great aunt will come or not.

On this thought, Yilin was relieved and observed the expression changes of the other four "students" with great interest.

Yilin turned many thoughts in his heart, but it didn't take long.

On the podium, the middle-aged male teacher, who seemed to be the head teacher of class two of three years, directly pointed to many spare seats in the classroom after the students applauded excitedly and said casually: "well, you five, just find a seat to sit down. We'll start teaching immediately."

Yilin's expression was calm.

But there was a movement in my heart.

Huh?

There seems to be something wrong with the process of this shift student?

According to the impression, the normal process, didn't you introduce yourself after applauding?

The students have no interest in the identity of ordinary students?

It's a little fast.

Yilin took the initiative to go out and just picked a position to sit down.

A few seconds later, another student in class, almost a girl who clearly indicated her apostolic identity, quickly walked to Yilin and sat down. They became the same table.

"Please give me more advice!"

The girl smiled sweetly.

Yilin didn't approach or refuse, just smiled: "OK."