Chapter 601: Parallel Spacetime Isotope

The cicadas outside the window had at some point grown sparse, the trees in the old residential area were edged in gold, and the calendar had already flipped to September.

The ivy on the windowsill had grown wildly over a summer; this bitter summer was especially hard to endure, and even though the weather was excessively hot, Yang Yixie and his mother spent most of their time holed up at home, with the TV and phone bringing in outside news.

After the initial chaos, the situation has now been firmly under official control.

Using the back door opened by Hua Jian Lei, Yang Yixie could easily break into the player forum without effort, as Hua Jian Lei directly gave him a blank account.

From those messages on the forum, he could roughly know the current state of the game.

After that trip to the Eternal Silent Abyss, they had basically returned to their original lives; Meng Kexin and the others still needed to enter the game, naturally lacking Yang Yixie's leisure.

Yang Yixie's agreement with himself still took effect; according to the official forum's statistics, two weeks have passed since the last increase in player numbers, and this time only a few hundred new players were added.

Although the number is still increasing, the overall trend is actually a sharp decline.

The link between the two worlds seems to be really weakening......

Conversely, the situation of those players who were drawn in early may be becoming ever more perilous.

To be precise, the entire game world is hovering on the brink of destruction.

The Church's choice back then was correct; if they hadn't fought that hard back then, they would probably not even have this time now.

The Church and the Dome have already allied; even if both sides unite wholeheartedly, they still cannot withstand those monsters that continually undergo uncontrolled mutation, and their front line continues to tighten.

Before, occasionally due to the overlap of the two worlds, one would see game images projected onto reality, but now there is no such worry.

Aside from some players bringing mutations upon returning, and those mutations often creating new monsters in the world's dark corners, everything is otherwise quite peaceful.

How much longer can the game world hold up?

Yang Yixie doesn't know, but he thinks that, according to the prophecy, the world's destruction is an outcome they cannot escape, and he also doesn't know how those players will fare.

Yang Yixie himself made it out unscathed, but the people around him are still struggling to survive inside.

"Xiao Xie, have you packed your things? It's time to get ready to leave."

"Right away! Mom, leave the stuff there, I'll carry it."

Yang Yixie hurriedly shouted toward the outside, while also closing the player forum on his phone.

Vacations are often when time flies fastest; unnoticed, he has also reached the day to start school.

Because they had notified in advance, they had already sent part of their luggage to the capital, so there isn't much they need to bring.

The new apartment Yang Yichen picked out was also chosen with Yang Yixie's school in mind.

Yes, buy.

Now Yang Yichen still holds a significant position in the Special Division, and because he was among the first to respond to the official call, he remains the leader of a squad, a squad leader.

Thus, their family is truly not short of money now.

Now, as the server opening day approaches, Yang Yixie also prepares to move to the capital with his mother; of course, since his and his brother's funds are "ill‑gotten," they bought only economy‑class plane tickets.

And Bai Mu Yun, who has yet to meet his mother Zhiruo, can only be relegated to sitting in first class.

As for that, Bai Mu Yun appears especially at ease on his own.

Because the horns on his head were forcibly ripped off by some shameless people, his current horns are newly grown, rather small and pointed; to grow them back to their former size would likely take considerable time.

He doesn't even need to use illusion to conceal them; his slightly curled white hair can cover them, and as for those strange horizontal pupils, just wearing sunglasses will do.

Bai Mu Yun just sits there in the airport's VIP waiting lounge, relaxed, with leisure to flip through the magazine in his hand.

He wears a simple knit top, paired with a long, deep‑black necklace, and loose, comfortable trousers; his whole person exudes a mixed aura of intellect and wildness, yet he himself perfectly blends the two qualities together.

Bai Mu Yun always says Ying Duo's fluorescent green hair is too conspicuous, but his own fashion‑design style is also quite flashy.

Put simply, he can be spotted at a glance in a crowd.

Thus, Lei Zhao, who also entered the VIP waiting lounge at this time, gazed at a distant, somewhat familiar back view and fell into contemplation.

Over the past one or two months, he has basically been negotiating with the officials of C City, and it can be said that the communication has been quite pleasant.

Lei Zhao marvels at this world's official handling style and the people's united behavior; if he had been stronger back then, would those civilians who once timidly addressed him as "city lord" also be able to live such days?

The answer is impossible; in a world corroded by mutation and on the verge of collapse, such a peaceful, stable world cannot appear.

But...... this world still has time.

Mutation has not yet taken root here; the children on the streets are daily troubled not by survival, but by how to solve the homework left by teachers, and where to go play after school.

It's wonderful, even somewhat unreal.

Thus, upon the official's invitation, Lei Zhao agreed to join the Special Division.

Whether they can return to their original world is one problem, and how he and Jiangdu can survive in this world is another.

But after joining the Special Division, Lei Zhao indeed found some feeling of still being alive......

Then, he and Jiangdu, on the way to the capital, saw a particularly familiar back view.

"What happened?"

The official woman traveling with him asked.

This trip hopes that Lei Zhao can go to the capital, where the platform is larger, and they also need Lei Zhao's assistance in researching some rune weapons.

During this time together, the woman also roughly figured out the personalities of Lei Zhao and Jiangdu.

"No, just that I seemed to have seen an acquaintance......"

It could also be called a familiar sheep.

"An acquaintance?"

The woman blinked at his words, then followed Lei Zhao's gaze over.

That person sat conspicuously in the VIP waiting lounge; setting aside the fact that few people are in the lounge, their attire is very fashionable, their temperament refined, and they are strikingly noticeable.

Her first reaction was to think that yet another NPC from the game had come to reality.

But looking at the other person's situation, it's not quite like that; it's completely different from the state Lei Zhao and Jiangdu were in when they first arrived in this world, having lingered long in a wasteland and being utterly out of place.

There's a sense that, as if born to stand at the forefront of fashion......?

"It might be because of the parallel spacetime, then."

This isn't any secret; Lei Zhao and Jiangdu also know some of the inside details.

"It might be the parallel‑universe counterpart of the person you know; would you like to try going up and talking with him?"