high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 449 Containment 1 - 243
You, know the time loop?
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Rossi Jomil, 43, lives in the northern suburbs of Blanc, is divorced and has no children.He works for the Aviva Power Company and has to work overtime every day until 8 pm before returning home.Smoking, often drinking heavily.Going to bed at 2 in the morning and usually sleeping less than 6 hours a day.Before going to bed, he must take sleeping pills, usually with a glass of red wine...

But such an ordinary and ordinary life suddenly ended one day.

In 2020, May 5.18th.When Rossi Jomil was woken up by the alarm clock and struggled to get out of bed... the eternal nightmare that tormented him began when the first bird call came out from the window.

Every day is a cycle, every day repeats...

It took Rossi a long time to understand this fact.He is trapped on 2020 in 5.18, everything in the world will start to reset at zero, for him there is no new start, he will live in the past forever, every day is a repeated reincarnation.

Desperation, anger, numbness, fear... none of these emotions, Rosie was dull at first, then ecstatic.

Is it a new life, a great start, or a gift from the true God?
He couldn't remember how many cycles, Rosie only remembered that he slept with about 7000 million girls and women of school age.

Tasted appetizers and desserts from 3000 million restaurants around the world.

He killed 1 million people, with floods, fires, nuclear bombs, poison gas, or even cruder guns.

He redeemed 1 million people, using money, status, media, history or faster hands.

He is omniscient, he knows everything that happens in a day, the movement of celestial bodies or the changes of the world, the evolution of theology, philosophy, biology and nature flows through his body, he is omnipotent, whether it is to trigger a fusing financial crisis or trampled to death the wriggling earthworms under your feet...

Read every book and newspaper in existence around the world, watched every movie, record, report, every interview on the Internet.

He is the god of May 2020, 5.18. The world is an uncultivated and fertile back garden that can be played at will. He can plant some, hoe some, and even uproot everything.

But it doesn't matter.

After waking up, all the destruction and harvest will be reset, reset to the early morning of May 2020, 5.18, and everything will return to the original time.

But those who play with time will eventually be fooled by time.

Desperation, anger, numbness, fear... After countless cycles, Rossi finally got tired of it.

He recorded his voice with a voice recorder, but there was nothing in it the next day; he tried to ask for help, to friends, parents, priests, or gods carved out of wood in the church, but in the end he was either regarded as a lunatic or was forcibly imprisoned. The police station; he studies science, but the limitations and instincts of the brain trap him; he seeks salvation from knowledge, but no theory can relieve him of his predicament.

Hanging, drowning, self-immolation, cutting throat, jumping off a building, taking poison... Rossi tried hundreds of millions of suicides, but every morning, he would be reset on that small broken bed full of alcohol.

Sober, healthy, and desperate.

There is a crow calling at the window, and after one minute and three seconds, another crow will fly over.

The Smiths and Mrs. Smith in the neighbor's house started to argue and get angry, but the faucet in the bathroom was not turned off, and the dripping sound of dripping water would ring for an hour.

Two hours later, a late high school student would come home on his mountain bike, had a bad day, got his backpack snatched by a bum, and 1 minute later, his old alcoholic dad would beat him up with a baseball bat.

Three hours later, the truck drove over, and the music was an unpopular western ditty, "JUST YOU KNOW".

Two and a half hours later, it was dawn.

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During the day, Rosie did nothing.

He just lay in bed, desperately listening to these things happen, everything was so orderly.

this moment.

Rossi realizes that he is not a god, he just happened to be forgotten by time.

He was left forever on May 2020, 5.18, and the torrent of time swallowed him up, leaving him forever in the past history.

During the day, Rosie did nothing...

He washed up and got out of bed like in a distant memory, put on an old pressed suit, and drove to work at the Aviva Electric Company.

The memories in his mind became more and more lengthy and disorderly. Rossi didn't know why he came to Aviva Power Company. Maybe it was because he missed his past life, or maybe he just wanted to pretend to be a normal person.

It took him a long time to remember the location of his office. In the corridor, he met his colleague Maddie and three children. They all looked at themselves with weird eyes, as if they were looking at an old drunk who was insane.After escaping into the office in embarrassment, he raised his head, and the scene in front of him finally defeated his reason and made him collapse.

The electronic clock on the wall ticks off the time, and the fluorescent 2020.5.18 is looming, like a cold and merciless mockery.

Without the past, there will be no future.

What he has is a life that can neither move forward nor retreat. He is a prisoner, and time has become his inescapable cage.

In the office, Rossi insulted everything desperately, mocking that everything in this world is false. Under the horrified eyes of his colleagues, he was forcibly detained again and sent to the police car.

In addition to the loud noise, in the corner of the office, a man who looked like an elevator repairman in blue overalls and rubber shoes turned his head. After Rossi was sent into the police car, he also walked away silently and hurriedly.

His finger joints are thick, and an iron ring in the shape of a thorn flower is firmly clasped on his ring finger. The man wears a golden earring on his left ear. With every subtle opening and closing of the vocal cords, complex messages are transmitted through the earring, leading to another place.

"Investigator Rayleigh Mosolas reports, investigator Rayleigh Mosolas reports, please reply if you receive it, please reply if you receive it."

The man stepped into the elevator and pressed the floor, surrounded by men and women who went to work.

"Received." A hoarse female voice came from the earrings, as rough as sandpaper grinding steel: "Rayleigh, tell me."

"Ma'am, I found it..."

The elevator stopped on the thirteenth floor, and Rayleigh followed the crowd out. He walked through the lobby and finally stopped in a corridor.

There is no electric light here, and in the faint light leaking from the skylight, the earrings are constantly transmitting the telegrams, decoding those jumping electrons into images, and then converting them into text, for final proofreading with the data in the control desk.

"Are you sure it's it?" the woman on the other end of the earring said hoarsely.

"Sure……"

Lei Li, who was about to speak, suddenly froze for a moment. He frowned and raised his head. The corridor above was dark and empty.

He vigilantly held the gun and searched up a few times, and after finding nothing, he was also relieved, thinking that the sound of the wheels rolling just now might be just an auditory hallucination caused by his excessive nervousness.

"Repeat, repeat, Containment 1—243, Containment 1—243."

Rayleigh took a deep breath with the gun in his hand, looked around, and pinched the earring: "I found it!"

outside the window.

Bai Shu, who was hanging with one arm outside the building, frowned and probed inside.

(End of this chapter)