Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Summer winds and stars collapse as the sky rotates.

The witch Jane regained consciousness and disappeared from her arms while guarding.

The guard opened his eyes again.

Wind hunting in the ears.

In front of us is the snowy R-size base.

In the communication of consciousness, researcher Song asked about the situation, suddenly: “Yes, there is a hierarchy of consciousness and dreams. The little witch first fell into the real memory of the R code base before falling into the simulated ‘memory of the 21st century’. ”

“Brother Wei, you fell down with the little witch one by one. If you want to come out, you have to go up one by one. But the little witch is about to wake up. Recommend a shortcut! Disconnect directly from the treatment compartment -”

The guard ignored it and stepped into the soft snow.

Wind and snow scattered black smoke over the R-yard base, replacing it with heavy haze. Snow chips are cloudy in view and scattered surrounding buildings, revealing a considerable gap between the R-yard bases at full height.

An electronic bulletin board brings up the date.

January 31, 3004.

Witch Jane's 4-year-old memorized R-yard base.

Probably because the conscious master returns to this layer of memory, the base in the snowstorm is a lot more angry. Rehabilitators, instructors, researchers and base personnel rushed in the snow.

The guard walked against the crowd, but no one really saw him.

He was the ghost of Jane Witch's memory.

Wei Shi walked to the door of the genetic reproduction room, and the shady diamond-shaped pattern of countless, dense, numb eyes.

He pushed the door open and looked straight at the young witch Jane.

Same as the surveillance video recovered from the R code.

Short, small, soft cheeks with milky cheeks, sitting on a bench, pressing a piece of cotton to inject blood beads from the pinhole.

“The wind blew the door open?” A masked researcher asks, "Who forgot to lock the door because of the wind outside? ”

No one can see the guard.

A slightly open door fan brings in a faint light source, striking the ground with cold wind, on the medical device, on the sick bed, on the wall where the witch sits.

The little puppy opened her eyes to the light beam, and then her expression jumped immediately, and the hemostatic cotton stopped pressing, reaching out to chase the spots on the wall.

“What's going on here?” Immediately a researcher came and scolded Witch Jane and sat down: “Didn't you say he was the best of the batch...”

As he walked forward, he had to leave the lab with Witchcraft in his arms, and his translucent palms went straight through the cub's arms.

The guard looked at his hand.

He's just a ghost in Witch Jane's memory.

In the consciousness newsletter, researcher Song is still observing the fluctuations of the Witchcraft Therapy Cell: "Vega, you're not coming out, are you watching the film? The little witch and you are not interacting at this time..."

The world of consciousness is over again.

Weishu still stands in the genetic reproduction room, and the virtual screen is displayed in September 3007, with warm sunlight outside the door. The original bed was replaced by an "immersive scenario simulation” operating instrument.

There is no witch Jane in the instrument.

The table is littered with paper-life material from the 21st century idol giant, Hibiscus, and a storage chip containing video.

There were two researchers chatting.

“Is he practicing? Did you really dip yourself in? It's just an experiment, and he thinks of himself as the 21st century star? ”

“Professor Afasso said," Don't always think of people as experimental beasts. Kids look weird. Learn what you want, and don't delay the experiment. ”

“Come on, by the way, start the first screening tomorrow, give all the 'swordsheaths’ a chance to get abandoned by their parents, test their personality and obedience...”

Horseman's expression is cold.

Researcher Song shouted in his ear: "Hey, Vega, what's the matter with you? How did your own emotional fluctuations get up--”

The scene changes again.

The heat of September faded away and the timeline shifted again, already late in the winter of 3012, only a year before the dissolution of the R-yard base.

Witch Jane finally appeared in the genetic replication chamber.

The instrument screen shows that the MHCC tranquilizer injected into Witch Jane at this time is 15 times that of a normal rehabilitator, and the 12-year-old Witch Jane is quiet and silent, sitting in front of the hospital bed looking out the window.

In silence, the teenager suddenly stood up, pale and fast patting the door and window of the genetic replication room.

The guard covered his thin shoulder with his back and looked at the witch's gaze.

A man's body is tremendously shaken.

There's the 19-year-old himself. Junior bodyguard had just finished a fight and was walking to the renovator's bedroom. Witch Jane is tapping the window frame of the remodeling chamber with the utmost force, yet the walls of the remodeling chamber are heavily soundproofed. Young Wesleyan paused for a moment and eventually became a phantom and his head didn't disappear into view.

The loud noise was a shock to the researchers next door.

“What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

“Hold the man down, the professor said, he's kind of primitively transformed into success. This is the most sensory moment, and I think he sees a modifier who can match him. ”

“Do you want to keep up with this? ”

“Report a hammer! Prince Shao is not based on his assignment today. He is Prince Shao's Chinding sword sheath. Understood?”

The two researchers immediately pulled Witch Jane out of the window and suddenly one person shouted, "Oops," “What happened to the frame above?”

Wei Shi wrapped around the corner of the frame and smashed it hard, protecting it like a ghost before the witch.

The light flipped again in front of me.

February 3013.

Only two months have passed.

Witch Jane came out of the "immersive scenario simulation” compartment and threw up in the bathroom.

Heavy snow outside the door.

The corners of the genetic replication room are remote and rarely visited. Witch Jane looked out the window without hope and her dim eyes suddenly lit up. This time he made no noise.

Only 7 months left for the dissolution of the R-code base.

There was constant wind in the base, Mao Dongqing pulled Weishi, who had just reached the age of 20, into a remote corner and handed him a cigarette.

Cigarettes are pricey in the base and require a full 200 contribution points to be redeemed. Mao Dongqing was emotionally locked and took several more assignments, which only saved up a thousand or two points. The only thing he could pull out was a blood book.

When the base is dismantled, it will be useless to contribute more.

They took a few hard sucks.

Mao Dongqing: “Your next mission is to leave the country. ”

The guardian, um, sounded.

Mao Dongqing: “After the dissolution, I asked about it. One person assigned 2 tubes of MHCC, and in the future, he didn't care if he died. On this mission, you take my brother out. My two tubes of soothing pills are yours. ”

Raise your eyelids as you guard.

The two silently smoked the cigarette.

Half an hour later, a disgruntled Mao Qiuqiao was twisted by his brother to give to Wei.

Outside the door of the genetic reproduction chamber, Mao Wintergreen head also left without returning, Mao Qiuqiao squatted, red eyes poured tears.

Nor was the guard patient: "Son of a bitch, get up yourself. ”

Mao Qiuqiao actually cried: “Fuck... # ¥& # ¥I'm not going with you! I want to find my brother, why...”

Wei Shi said nothing.

Mao Qiuqiao was only in her teens. She cried so rarely that she lost her shape that she could sniff her nose and say to herself: “I'm going to fly a plane to blow this place up! ”

“I'm going to go out and make money to buy my brother some psychoallergenic...”

“I don't want to go! I want my brother, my brother also promised me a pile of snowmen in the morning...”

Wei Ting was impatient to listen and finally couldn't stand up.

Mao Qiuqiao cried as if it had been half a day.

“Head up. ”

A twisted snowman piled up next to an anemone.

Mao Qiuqiao gazed at the snowman.

The guard suddenly kicked the snowman down.

Head, trees that act as hands, noses scattered all over the place.

The bodyguard eventually didn't go to beat the hairy okra.

“See? ”

“After ten years of protection by your brother, you should be fucking grown up. ”

The two of them left before and after.

Genetic replication indoors.

Witch Jane looked at the little snowman who was scattered all over the place and her eyes flashed.

He wiped the moisture out of the window and continued to guard the snowman at the door. It was not until the little snowman was completely covered in snow that he left the lab.

Floating City Lab. The alarm went off.

Researcher Song was shocked: "Brother Wei, it's time for you to come out. Your fluctuations are higher than those of a little witch, and it's almost six hours away, and you're a patient yourself, and you can't stay too long in the conscious world —— Vega, whatever you see in there is just what happened. The past cannot represent the present...”

The world of consciousness is dark again.

The day the timeline was pulled to the end of the R-yard base.

Memories go fast.

The base was lit up and 13-year-old Witch Jane looked out the window.

Weisheng eventually did not sneak out of the base as planned by Mao Dongqing, and did not sign the S-grade human weapon experiment contract for the R-size, which was tantamount to abandoning the constant supply of tranquilizers.

The defense was a direct rebellion.

Two military materiel vehicles were pressed by him with guns and headed towards the most chaotic border in the Federation. An instructor shouted, “Who was reliable when he said he was guarding? Who could go to Floating City to leave the mission? He killed both of the dark lines in Floating City, and the man named Arjun leaned on him. He should be outside...”

Genetic replication indoors.

Professor Afasso lifted his glasses and looked at Jane: “Do you hate him? The Shao family lost ground and the R-yard base was disbanded. Tomorrow you will be the sword sheath of the guard time if the guard time does not rebel and matches the aligner according to the best priority. ”

“He's the best person for you. You've been waiting for years. ”

Witch Jane shook her head with great respect for the professor, who was intoxicated with academia, hostile to the top of the R-yard, and gave shelter to the modifier to the best of her ability.

Alphaso sighs: "Starting tomorrow, the Swordsheath project will be transferred to the Federal Institute of Science. ”

“The sword, with its sheath, has been studying in the empire for nearly a hundred years," Alphaso sounds old and tells his own research project, as if telling a story: "The last chance of a match is too small. You match a wide range of frequencies to unlock for whoever you want, but there's only one guard. ”

“Missed out, never again. ”

Witch Jane thought about it and grinned: “Yes. If I never see him again, I hope he'll be better off out there than I am. ”

Alphaso laughed.

Behind him, Weisheng looked like a ghost roaming in his memory. He died looking at Witch Jane, like he was trying to imprint a man firmly in the deepest part of his consciousness.

The Timeline Destroys and Pulls Decay.

3014, Shao Yu adapts to Witch Jane unexpectedly fails. Afasso scolded Shaoyu: “Do you want to unlock or kill someone in your mind? Just skip the Period of Consciousness and let the Witch unlock it? You think your father's still here, he can still protect you? ”

3015, Shao Yu mutiny.

3017, 3018.

Conscious communication, Arjun freaked out: “Brother Wei! It's been 6 hours and 30 minutes, Brother Wei, it's time for you to come out...”

Researcher Song has long given up communicating with Weisheng, and the technician's temper was so great that he not only pulled Arjun out when he didn't talk to him: “Whatever, watch the movie if you love him. If you don't come out for 6 hours, there's nothing wrong with it, it's the after-effects, huh? ”

Summer 3018.

Shao Yu took advantage of the Marquis imperial status to expose to the federal media “the former president of the XX Institute of Higher Technology, Alphaso, presiding over the R-yard human transformation experiment”, and public opinion instantly provoked public outrage.

Only the R-name was missing from the legendary practitioner Wei to defend the professor, but was soon buried in public opinion.

Behind the scenes, too, the federal leadership is fuelling it, as if all the popular outrage about the R-yard could be found as long as Alphaso is responsible.

Witch Jane is still not allowed access to any newspaper network.

In the early morning, Alphaso routinely walked into the lab.

The research assistant trembled to pick up the coat for the old professor.

"Thank you," said Alphaso Wenju. Excuse me, could you lend me another floating car with automatic driving gear? Also, please find me the backup key for the outside doors of my institute. ”

A few minutes later, Afasso appeared before the witch Jane.

And Shao Yu's unsuccessful witch Jane is regarded as a disqualification and has not seen the sun for a long time. Witch Jane is holding the XX selection form belonging to "Witch Hibiscus” and waiting quietly for today's "Immersive Scene Recreation” training.

Alphaso brightens up the lights in the lab and waits for Jane to get used to it.

Then show the teenager to lift his arm.

“Type N memory medicine, your resistance is strong and you should have 2 hours of memory clearance after you finish. ”

Witch Jane was stunned.

Alphaso remembers: "My father raised a lot of pigeons who were born to win the race. It's like an early sword sheath to match a sword. ”

“But they're luckier than the sheath. ”

“Unmatched sheaths will be destroyed, while pigeons who fail to qualify in the race will be released. ”

Alphaso sets the floating car key to Witch Jane's iris and hands over the Academy key to Witch Jane.

“I've handled so many pigeons, I can only release this one.” The old professor laughed and injected the N-type memory drug into Witch Jane, blessing: “I hope you forget all your unhappiness. ”

“The floating car is self-driving. At the destination coordinates, I have a surprise for you. ”

Witch Jane suddenly realized what she was trying to say, but was powerless under the influence of medicine.

Alphaso looked at the robot pushing Witch Jane onto the suspended car and said joyfully: "Today's immersive scenario reproduction training is cancelled. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the rest will be cancelled. ”

The hover vanished into the sky.

Outside the door, countless people yelled at the researchers to hand over the notorious old professor.

The assistant receives a call from his superior at the top, trembling to knock on the door of Alphaso's office: "Professor, the researcher hopes you will be able to attend the trial...”

The door creaked open.

The old professor's legs were powerless to hang in the middle of the air.

The assistant screamed, "Save, save...”

Conscious of the world, Weicheng finally looked at the old professor, followed the wild witch Jane into the car and protected her as a ghost.

The destination of the floating car is set to coordinate tracking mode, tracking a chip signal.

All three S-class transformers at the R-yard base were implanted with chips. At this time, Shao Yu was far away in the Empire. Wei Yan became an intern at R-yard Entertainment. The target of the tracking could only be Wei Shi.

Destination entertains in the white moonlight.

Witch Jane is still struggling with the drug deadlock and still has a 21st Century enrollment form in her hands for "immersive scenario recreation” training. The registration form was originally well kept in the laboratory and quickly accelerated oxidation and yellowing after exposure to intense summer light.

Hundreds of kilometers away.

Only 12 hours left until Witch Jane was first defended.

Just guessed in Floating City, Redhead replaced Arjun, followed Vega to the Clawson show, teamed up, mixed up with the entertainment industry to launder/money.

Redhead suddenly thought, "No, we don't even have a Clawson show entry form. The registration form can not be printed yet. It is counterfeit. How can you enter the competition?! ”

Researcher Song calmly analyzed: “Go get it from the Battle Squad. Well tools, white moonlight, hundreds of them every year. It's a waste of time. ”

The guard received a summons.

It's only 11 hours before they first met.

When the guards swept away the white moonlight inventory, the guards poured out to the alarm: "Damn, who is this guy? You just stole two registration forms? No other valuables lost? What's wrong with him? ”

The security at the back door was empty and no one noticed a witch coming in.

Witch Jane got out of the car and blinded herself.

The N-type memory agent is finally starting to work.

A “Registration Office" sign was placed at the door.

Witch Jane is happy to go!

10 hours from the first time they met.

Witch Jane was quickly sent to the floating car in the first round of the Clawson show, and Secretary Qu was worried behind her: “What a beautiful little baby, don't be fooled! ”

6 hours before the first encounter.

Witch Jane and Weicheng entered the race with two helicopters.

Six hours later.

The witch's face on the pier was pale: “Help! Aah! - It's all a misunderstanding -”

A gun pressed against his little curly hair and raised his eyebrows: “Where did you get the rabbit sperm? ”

Witch Jane's first reaction was to look at the void.

There was a ghost guarding him like a ghost.

Witch Jane may not see it, but her instincts seem to feel it again.

The ghost guard gave himself a shot in memory.

The guards who had just entered the race were suddenly unable to prevent being smashed to the ground.

The ghost guard finally held Jane and kissed her with piety on his forehead.

Go on, he'll protect you.

The guard guarded Witch Jane all the way from the age of 4 to the age of 19, and finally looked at herself with no expression.

I'll leave the man to you.

In the world of consciousness, all the light is finally extinguished.

The instrument drips.

Researcher Song was surprised: “The little witch is awake, let the redhead get people out. Forget Brother Wei, this man is addicted to movies...”

Horseman stepped out of the treatment bay with one foot.

Witch Jane's compartment is open.

Before the treatment compartment, the just standing redhead was squeezed away.

Wencheng lowered his head and looked at the witch Jane still stupidly.

Witch Jane finally reacted, struggling to sit up.

The guard held a man in his arms.

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Well, White and White...