I Have 48 Hours a Day

11 months is a long time for a round of games, but it is short for life.

In that small apartment less than sixty square meters, Zhang Heng experienced four seasons, almost familiar with every corner, know where each piece of furniture is placed, know the milk and eggs are on the first floor of the refrigerator, know the small Which crocodile's favorite cat food is, I know that the old TV in front of the sofa will automatically shut down when the game is intense ...

Zhang Heng also proposed to buy a new replacement. He made a lot of money from the fox, and this money could not bring out parallel copies. As an unidentified black household, he could spend a lot of money. However, this proposal The boy refused without hesitation, citing that the newly produced televisions had microcomputers that could be connected to the Internet.

This means that they will be connected to ctos.

Speaking of which, this is also the strangest copy of Zhang Heng's feelings. Obviously coming is the future. However, apart from learning skills, he rarely touches electronic products in daily life. Little boys also choose to leave in actual combat teaching. Far from home.

Therefore, in addition to watching television, old movies and playing Tetris together, the two people usually have only endless chats. The little boy especially likes it when it rains. Whenever the sky sinks, she will make a drink Something, she occasionally has enough time to bake some cookies in advance, and then eat the cookies just by the sound of the rain ticking outside the window.

Zhang Heng didn't know how many cookies he had eaten on a rainy day in the same position and with the same posture before the boy arrived.

As few people know, there are still a group of people in this city fighting for justice in their hearts.

There are fewer and fewer members in 01. Some people ca n’t withstand this huge pressure or have been suffocated by all the enthusiasm in their chests. They finally choose to quit silently. After all, in addition to the pursuit of justice and axioms, There are many other things to worry about.

Parents, partners, children, friends ... Everyone must invest enough energy. When the ideal is ebb, everyone must face the reality. When the people around them are more and more accustomed to the existence of ctos, they have even left. After not opening ctos, 黒 Chao's victory has been set, not everyone is so obsessed with distinguishing right from wrong.

The departure of the old man, coupled with the lack of fresh blood, the demise of 01 now seems to be a matter of time.

Perhaps after Lei Ya, the little boy, and the half-prime figures of old age, no one remembers that they had fought.

During this period, Zhang Heng also participated in several 01 operations as a foreign aid, but even with his ability, there is not much he can do. After more than a decade of crazy expansion, the nest has completely expanded into a behemoth. An intertwined interest relationship has been formed, and even the creator of ctos has also lost control of it. It is no longer under the control of one or several people, and no one can stop it.

However, Zhang Heng's information communication, Internet intrusion and defense, electronic equipment transformation, and anti-tracking skills have all been improved to varying degrees, and eventually merged into a v2 geek skill.

This is also his greatest achievement in this parallel copy.

Seeing that there was another month to end this parallel copy, and finally it was time to say goodbye.

"Are you leaving?" The little boy leaned in front of the kitchen counter, holding a cup of coffee.

"Yeah, thank you for keeping me here for so long and teaching me so much. I'm almost going back to my parallel universe." Zhang Hengdao, he bought a suitcase from the department store, will I took in everything I needed on the way.

"How long is it?"

"Less than a month, but I have some other things to do before I leave." Zhang Hengdao, he plans to use the rest of the time to go to Grenoble, inspect the ski area in advance, and take it away. Lei Ya's plan is also preparing to try to see if she can sneak into the nest and get more information.

Of course, considering the danger of the latter, he also put this operation at the end.

"You said that when you came, Edward was still alive, and the nest had not killed him. Although I still don't believe your set of parallel universes, but suppose ... what I said is suppose that when you go back and 13 01 years ago blocked ctos together, what will happen to my world? "

"I don't know," Zhang Hengdao, "I used to go back in the past and never went to the future. This is the first time I have encountered such a situation, but ..." Zhang Heng paused, "but I guess, whether I succeed or not, we're afraid we won't be able to meet again. "

The parallel copy this time is based on the future deduced from no player activity ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ In other words, even after this round of games, Zhang Hengdong will use the extra round of game permissions, I am afraid I wo n’t be able to see this time again. Little boy.

Therefore, Zhang Heng does not know what it is like to be eleven months. Is it an illusion? But he clearly remembers every day and every detail. The 29-year-old boy standing in front of him at this moment is so real. Every time she frowns, those little habitual movements are telling him the experience. It is true.

"I see." The little boy took a sip of coffee, his face remained the same, "when you're packed, go to bed early, and you'll be on your way tomorrow."

"Ok."

The reaction of the little boy was much calmer than Zhang Heng imagined. She even calculated the breakfast fee for tomorrow in advance and settled the rent, water and electricity with Zhang Heng.

A radio broadcast on the TV said that there will be heavy rain in the urban area after 0:00 tonight, reminding the public to manage the doors and windows. In order not to disturb Zhang Heng's rest, the little boy did not sit under the window to hear the rain as usual.

After the two of them said good night, the little boy returned to the bedroom.

The living room was plunged into darkness, and Zhang Heng split half of the money made during this time, placed it under the cushion of the little crocodile, and later climbed up the sofa and closed his eyes.

When he was half asleep, he felt a faint feeling on his waist. Zhang Heng thought it was the little crocodile who had climbed up again, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the face of the little boy.

The latter did not know when he had taken off his pajamas, riding on him, and reached out to cover his mouth.

"Hush, say hello to my 17-year-old myself," said the little boy, while leaning down.

The torrential rain outside the window came as expected, the wind blew the leaves sizzling, the tree shadows swayed in front of the window, and the sign of the diagonal convenience store was blown into the sky. The blue lightning cut through the night, and the whole world looked like it was going to Being completely submerged in the water.