I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

"I really don't want to be a natural disaster (!

Three days later.

Outside the shelter.

In the vast snowfield, there is fine snow with goose feathers.

When Yi Lin got up in the morning, he found that Oda Mai and Mr. Mo Rendi were doing morning exercises outside.

In terms of snow, what do you do for morning exercises?

Strangely, Molly was holding her mobile phone, videotaping Mo Rendi.

Invincible in the snow, slowly playing gymnastics for the elderly.

Yi Lin returned to the capital.

Alone.

This is a feeling that is difficult to describe in words.

For Yi Lin, it seemed that these two short days had allowed him to experience a completely different life again.

When returning to Molly's research institute, Yi Lin did not tell Molly his experience and doubts this time.

If Molly’s theory of time travel is incorrect, what is the truth?

The truth that Molly conjectured was based on the premise that Yi Lin's memory was correct.

But when everything has changed strangely, Yi Lin believes that Molly can't come to a conclusion either.

Simply put down all doubts for the time being.

The world has changed, identities have changed, parents have disappeared, and all traces and memories are paradoxical.

But there is only one thing that is consistent.

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

Only this matter will not change.

In any case, if you want to find the source of all changes and find out the truth about rebirth, the first thing Yi Lin has to do is... to live.

Everything is fine until November.

Autumn is deep.

The trajectory of life seems to be static.

After returning to the capital, Yi Lin set everyone to do not disturb.

At the very least, he wants to deal with the next trial with a calm mind.

After returning to the capital, Yi Lin deliberately avoided Ling Yiyi.

He also didn't know how to face it.

So chose to escape.

As for Molly... Molly has no time to bird him.

Yi Lin was also happy and leisurely.

With too many thoughts and the world too chaotic, Yi Lin just wants to be quiet.

In this timeline, the relationship between Ling Yiyi and Yi Lin is as plain as water, just like Ling Yiyi's answer: It's just a friend.

A few more days passed.

November 7.

The familiar pain spreads from the mark of death.

This time, Yi Lin calmly endured this heart-wrenching pain.

The pain comes and goes like wind, as if it has never been before.

Yi Lin quickly organized the storage space.

As the tower level increases, there may be some harsh start, and Yi Lin has to guard against it.

For the apostle, the storage space is only one cubic meter, and the space is precious. It can be said that every inch is life-threatening, and it is impossible to be filled with personal items and food.

Moreover, in the trial, it is impossible to set a dead end. According to the urinary nature of the tower, no matter how difficult the opening, there will be a way to survive, and it is impossible to set an unsolvable opening and dead end. This is not the case for Yi Lin. Too worried.

What makes Yi Lin feel strange is that he has obviously sent the address here to Gouzi for more than half a month, but Wang Tiandi does not know whether he has changed his mind or is lost, or he is on his way to the capital.

In short, because of that incident, Yi Lin was in no mood to care about anyone, or a dog.

It's ready.

No suicide note is required.

Yi Lin didn't even say hello to anyone.

Including Lao Pan, who doesn't know where the waves are.

Each apostle is a single individual, each has his own destiny, whether he can survive depends entirely on his strength, and Yi Lin can't take care of anyone.

"Let's talk about it before you come back alive."

"Enter the inner world."

Familiar scene, familiar taste.

Yi Lin's whole body was wrapped in dazzling white streamer.

Foot on the void.

【Loading...】

The familiar scene, no matter how many times, makes people feel the mystery hidden in this scene.

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

Travel through the world, fight life and death, and complete tasks.

If one day, his restrictions can be lifted, and being able to tell this story to others, how will it be a touching story?

The premise is that there is no time to die by then.

The weird changes in reality were left behind by Yi Lin for the time being.

There are some things Yi Lin hasn't figured out yet.

"Um?"

Familiar prompts began to emerge in front of him.

In this trial, the tower did not hide the task prompt, but fell on everyone's face during the loading process.

Yi Lin cleared up his mood, daring not to be careless, every word, before the reminder disappeared, was deeply imprinted in his memory.

...

[Welcome to Styx Junior High School. 】

[You five. It is a new matte transfer student in the second class of the third year. 】

【Here, the learning atmosphere is strong and everything is thriving. 】

[The last sentence, you can take it seriously or not. 】

[Every choice you make will determine your next destiny. 】

[Remember, your own identity. 】

[Choose carefully, do everything from your heart. 】

[Note: All of this is your choice. 】

[Note: All of this is your choice. 】

[Note: All of this is your choice. 】

Yi Lin: "???"

[The main mission is now released: Escape from Styx Elementary School. Task time limit: stop until the dead. Return to the real world after the mission is completed. Reward: unknown. 】

Finished reading.

Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar reminder, Yi Lin had many questions in his heart.

But before the prompt disappeared, Yi Lin used the fastest speed to read all the prompts twice quickly, so as not to miss any important points.

Finally, the streamer disappeared.

Yi Lin officially entered the trial.

When the light dissipated, Yi Lin instantly raised his vigilance to the highest level.

In the ear, a voice that should be regarded as normal, in a kind tone, said loudly: "Now, with warm applause, welcome the five transfer students of the second class of the third semester!"

Wow!

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

Junior high school?

Yi Lin squinted slightly.

This start is still within an acceptable range.

When Yi Lin recovered his vision, he found himself in a classroom.

He ignored the teachers who were talking on the podium, not knowing what to say.

Instead, look at the surrounding environment at the fastest speed, and first ensure that the surrounding environment is temporarily safe.

Well, this is professionalism.

The professionalism of the senior apostle.

From the task prompts, the only information that Yi Lin can obtain at present is the location and their current identities.

[Location] Styx Junior High, Class 2 of the third year.

[Identity] Pink and tender transfer student.

Other hints are temporarily unclear.

"Remember... who you are?"

Yi Lin pondered over a sentence in the prompt that seemed unimportant.

But in fact, Yi Lin was very clear about the task prompt, and that sentence is not important unless it is out of taste.

Ta's Will likes to play word games, it is not a day or two, Yi Lin has long been accustomed to it, not surprising.

Thinking of this, Yi Lin immediately pretended to be youthful, with a shy smile.

Ah, acting is really hard.

While squeezing a smiley face, Yi Lin continued to observe, looking around.

The classroom in front of him, called "Class Two for Three Years", had a style that was somewhat different from the classroom that Yi Lin recognized.

It wasn't about the time period or architectural style, but at the first glance, Yi Lin discovered that the style of this classroom was quite strange.

Except for the front and rear doors, all sides are walls.

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

The walls are painted with simple white paint, and many places are still full of cracks. Of course, this old wall is not a place that makes Yi Lin feel weird. What really makes Yi Lin feel weird is that in the second class classroom of these three years. There are...no windows on all four walls.

There are not a single window.

Why?

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

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

Um?

When Yi Lin saw the faces of the other four people clearly, the corners of his mouth and eyes twitched at the same time, and almost couldn't help saying "fuck".

It turns out that this is what "matte" means!

Sure enough, it is really matte finish!

Yi Lin felt bad, and opened the apostle panel as quickly as possible.

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 an extra cute pink bunny BUFF icon, which seems to correspond to the word "pink and tender".

It's so pink!

Although Yi Lin couldn't see his face.

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

The skins of the other four people, whether male or female, are smooth and delicate, with the greenness of a minor, mixed with the shyness of a flower bud in full bloom.

Yi Lin: "..."

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

On the contrary, Yi Lin calmed down the fastest, and scratched his forehead without a trace.

Well, the dead skin is still there.

In other words, this really belongs to the ontology.

But why is it such a matte posture?

Time reversal?

Is it cute?

From the texture on the palm of his hand and the faces of other people, Yi Lin can roughly infer that he came to this trial at this time and was restored to his fourteen-five-year-old posture.

At this age, it is strange that it is not pink and tender.

With rich experience, Yi Lin was thinking of various possibilities in his mind, and Yi Lin calmed down in a short time.

Yi Lin accepted the current start and situation faster than anyone else.

In any case, the age of fifteen or sixteen years old is a hundred times better than the situation of having two lumps of meat in the way and worrying about when the aunt will come or not.

Luck is something you can’t force.

It's another day without getting the skills, just get used to it.

Yi Lin sighed. If this continues, he really can no longer expect "random rewards". It is obviously such a happy moment.

Yi Lin's expression was calm.

But there was a move in my heart.

Um?

There seems to be something wrong with this transfer student process?

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

The students are not interested in the status of the mediocre transfer student?

This rhythm is a bit fast.

Yi Lin took the initiative to walk out and just picked a position to sit down.

A few seconds later, another student who transferred to the class, almost a girl who had clearly identified her apostle, quickly walked over to Yi Lin and sat down, and the two became the same table.

"Please advise!"

The girl smiled sweetly~www.novelmt.com~ Yi Lin didn't approach or refuse, just chuckled softly: "Okay."

When Ling Yiyi said that sentence inexplicably.

Yi Lin's expression stagnated, looking at Ling Yiyi in his arms.

At this moment,

Yi Lin has an "illusion".

When Ling Yiyi said these words, something seemed to be different.

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