Fear. Trance.
Xu Wang stiffened in his chair, wondering whether it was his fault or the clerk's fault.
"Minister... I'm going out first..." The clerk tried to keep smiling, but the steps of leaving betray her panic.
The door is closed.
Xu Wang sat quietly, listening to the sound of the door closing dissipate in the air. He didn't know what to do, what to think, as if he could drive those delirious visions out of his mind just by staying still and slowing down.
There was a noise outside the door, like someone was arguing, and the sound was so loud that the door panels couldn't keep it off.
"I told you, Minister Xu is not here!" It was the voice of the female clerk just now.
"Not here? Okay, I'll wait here, I'll see how long he can hide!" An angry and raspy man said.
Xu Wang frowned, did he offend anyone? But even if there is grievance, it is a bit too ugly to bring it to the company and let a little girl help to block it.
"If you do this again, I'll call the security guard!" The female clerk was still doing her best to stop him.
Xu Wang got up and opened the door without hesitation. The two of them were stunned. There were also dozens of onlookers in the entire large square grid who "seemed to take a morning break at the workstation, but in fact glanced over here".
Xu Wang was also stunned for a while, but he didn't expect that there was such a large office area outside the door, such an open field of vision.
"Don't make it difficult, little girl," he said loudly, with a volume that could be heard in the entire square, "have something to say to me."
The faultfinder was a young man in a baseball cap, with his hands in his pockets and the brim of the hat so low that he couldn't see his face clearly.
"It's okay, you're a man, then I'll talk to you."
The baseball cap twitched at the corner of his mouth, and he stepped forward. The hand in his pocket was taken out at a lightning-quick speed, and it stabbed Xu Wang's stomach.
Xu Wang didn't even see what he was holding, and only heard a very small "push".
Xu Wang lowered his head, pulled out the baseball cap, and made up for it twice.
This time he saw clearly, it was a fruit knife.
The pain that was felt in hindsight, swept like a tsunami, and screamed all around...
"Tuk Tuk."
Xu Wang shook his head until the knock on the door rang a second time.
"Come in." He said, finding his voice a little hoarse.
The young female clerk pushed in the door and put the fragrant coffee on his table with a smile: "Minister Xu, your coffee."
Xu Wang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Didn't you just give me a cup, why, you forgot?"
The female clerk was stunned and looked at him blankly.
Xu Wang suddenly felt agitated, looked up at the wall, the hour and minute hands of the clock above coincided, it was 12:00 noon.
He quickly raised his arms and rolled up his sleeves, almost in a panic, until he saw the head of an owl.
: Live past 4:44 PM.
He still doesn't understand why there is such a thing on his arm, but at this moment, this strange thing makes him inexplicably at ease.
He wasn't crazy, he had indeed seen the time, drank coffee, heard arguments, and was stabbed three times.
The chair swivels back slowly.
Outside the window, the blood-red Arabic numerals turned into "12".
The clerk left.
Xu Wang looked at the second hand on the clock, one lap, two laps…
"I told you, Minister Xu is not here!"
"Not here? Okay, I'll wait here, I'll see how long he can hide!"
12:04.
Xu Wangteng got up and opened the door: "I'm here. Let's talk."
"It's okay, you're a man, then I'll talk to you." The baseball cap raised the corners of his mouth, strode forward, and the hand in his pocket came out.
Even if Xu Wang dies, no one will be stabbed for the fourth time!
A dodge, he dodged at just the right time, the baseball cap stabbed in the air, and fell into the office by inertia.
Xu Wang closed the door from the outside, and while holding it tightly, he shouted at the square grid: "What are you looking at, call the police—"
As soon as the words fell, Xu Wang suddenly felt dizzy.
He had heard that shouting too long would lead to hypoxia, but he just called the police... Before he lost consciousness, Xu Wang was still calmly analyzing it scientifically.
"Tuk Tuk."
Xu Wang sat in the chair blankly, looking at the knocked door panel, feeling hopeless.
The clock on the wall was still 12:00.
The number of blood outside the window changed to "11".
People can't come back from the dead, but he seems to be.
The problem is that he was obviously not stabbed to death just now, so he was dragging the door, why did he come back
Every time he came back, the number decreased accordingly. If it reached "0"... Xu Wang didn't dare to think further.
In any case, he at least knew what the phrase "surviving 4:44 pm" meant, because twice in a row, he couldn't even make it through 12:04!
If you think of the brain as a hard drive with a capacity of 1TB, Xu Wang now only stores 1MB of information, starting from the first "Tuk Tuk" and ending at this moment, the rest are all blank.
But this 1MB is so exciting that it makes him feel that the ultimate questions such as "who am I" and "where is my past" can be discussed later. For now, it's better to focus on "living". If you can survive, let's talk about the past. and future.
"Come in."
"Minister Xu, your coffee."
"Have I offended anyone?"
"Um?"
"A young boy, who usually likes to wear a baseball cap, is about 1.80 meters tall..." Xu Wang tried his best to describe. Since the secretary dared to stop him, he should know something.
The female clerk's face turned red and white, not shy, but ashamed: "Minister, I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize, just answer my question." It was 12:02, and Xu Wang couldn't hide his anxiety.
Anyone who is hard-wired onto the track and inexplicably starts to race against the god of death will be anxious.
"It's nothing to do with you, it's him... He must think that I broke up with him because of you..." The female clerk lowered her head, her voice getting lower and lower.
"Is he your boyfriend?" Xu Wang always thought that was his enemy.
"Ex-boyfriend." The female clerk did not forget to correct at this time.
Xu Wang supported his forehead, the lack of memory made him always uncertain: "Then do we have anything to do with each other?"
"Ah?" The female clerk was stunned. "How is that possible?"
"…" What's this reaction
Although Xu Wang also hoped that they were innocent, the female clerk's face was "shocked", which was still very hurtful.
He is a talented person, middle-level in the company, unmarried and unmarried, why is it impossible
Uh, wait, marriage and love seem to be blank in my memory...
"boom-"
The door was kicked open, and when the baseball cap saw the two of them in the house, his eyes were green with anger: "I fought with you—"
12:04
The female clerk didn't go out, and the baseball cap changed lines.
Xu Wang thought uncontrollably about these things, but his body was very honest, and he jumped back to avoid the arm that was sticking out from the baseball cap. The other party was separated by the table, so furious, he stepped forward and climbed over the table vigorously!
Xu Wang's breath stagnated, and he went around the desk and ran out the door.
The baseball cap followed, and a jump knocked him down from behind.
Xu Wang resigned and gritted his teeth, but before the pain came, a gust of wind suddenly passed over his head.
Xu Wang only felt light on his body, and he heard a "dong" sound, and the baseball cap that was pressing on him was kicked away.
"Hold him down for me!" Sweeping Tang's legs had a nice, magnetic voice.
The baseball cap was pressed to the ground by a group of security guards.
Xu Wang got up in embarrassment and saw a face that was one in ten thousand.
One in ten thousand handsome, one in ten thousand wisdom.
He doesn't know him, and he's handsome enough to see, what about wisdom? Xu Wang couldn't tell, but he knew.
"Are you all right?" the savior asked.
"fine."
After Xu Wang finished his answer, he felt dry, hesitating whether to add "thank you" or directly ask "who are you", but the savior leaned over and spoke again.
This time, his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear—
"Can you see the bloody numbers outside the window?"
…
noon.
He recovered from the constant "da da da" sound, but found that he was typing on the keyboard.
A string of meaningless garbled characters on the screen is proof that he just lost his mind.
This is a very spacious and luxurious office. The boss desk is made of solid wood, the sofa is made of leather, the marble floor is luminous, and the walls are hung with strange decorations.
His eyes returned to the computer screen full of codes, and he made a very objective judgment in his heart - the IT industry, the office decoration is so sick.
But this is his office.
really weird.
His brain seemed to have been formatted, it was blank at present, and there was nothing on the desk to prove his identity, but he only panicked for the first moment, and then went to touch his trouser pocket.
Sure enough, the wallet was there, with an ID card, a driver's license, and several identical business cards.
General Manager of XX Technology Company.
Wu Sheng.
He accepted his identity quite comfortably, and thought it was the way it should be.
But he couldn't calm down about amnesia. It was a serious problem that would affect his normal life. He had to find out.
The quickest way to find out about your current situation is to ask those around you.
Just as Wu Sheng wanted to get up, he went outside the office to search for someone who could help, and with a "ding" he placed him on the chair again.
Pinpointing the source of the sound, he rolled up his shirt sleeves and raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
An app icon appeared on his arm, which was kind of new.
Click in to see the new information first -
: Live past 4:44 PM.
On the watch, the three hands of the hour, minute, and second just coincide, at 12:00.
Wu Sheng tilted his head slightly, his brows wrinkled in thought.
Live past 4:44pm…
warn? omen? Or some kind of prank game
No, no, technology hasn't advanced enough to silently implant such a thing in his arm. And his amnesia, which is also very strange, is it related to the thing on his arm
"Boom."
There was a muffled sound from the floor-to-ceiling windows behind.
Wu Sheng turned his head and saw that Spider-Man was standing in the hanging basket, wiping the glass of the outer curtain wall. The wind was a little strong, and the hanging basket kept swaying, hitting the glass from time to time.
Behind Spider-Man, a huge blood-red "13" hung in the air.
Wu Sheng looked at the "13", but his heart was settled - this world is not normal, so if there are all kinds of abnormalities in himself, it is normal.
"Boom."
The gondola hit the glass again and seemed to shake even more. The workers in the gondola had to interrupt their work, took out the walkie-talkie, and should have asked the console to put the gondola back on the ground.
The gondola quickly began to descend.
Wu Sheng was a little worried for some reason, instinctively stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the gondola drop.
Finally, the gondola fell firmly to the ground.
Wu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly he was in a trance, unable to stand still.
“Da da da da…”
With his vision clear again, Wu Sheng was stunned when he saw a series of garbled characters on the screen that seemed familiar.
His first action is to raise his arm to look at the watch, the second action is to open the owl icon, and the third action is to turn his head to look out the window.
Only time resets.
The information in the owl icon is still there, and the little "1" indicating unread is gone.
Scarlet numbers have also changed, 13 has become 12.
"Why..." Wu Sheng looked at the words in the and muttered to himself, puzzled in his eyes.
Live past 4:44 pm.
He didn't know who sent this sentence, but logically, if everything was calm, who would specifically tell such a sentence? Since "lived" is emphasized, correspondingly, there is a high possibility of "no live", that is to say, between now and 4:44, there is a very high possibility that there is some kind of "no live" danger.
But he didn't encounter any danger just now, and the time was reset.
Time reset is a necessity? No, if that's the case, the immortals won't survive 4:44 pm either.
What if the time reset is conditional? Something happened that he didn't know, so the time was reset... Wu Sheng was excited by his conjecture, like someone who was groping in the dark saw a ray of light.
Assuming this "reset condition" really exists, he just needs to find and prevent the generation of this condition, and he can move the time forward until 4:44 pm!
He had no idea what would happen after 4:44, but right now, "survive 4:44" seemed like a fascinating conundrum that had a fatal attraction to him.
"Boom."
The gondola started hitting the glass again.
Wu Sheng no longer cares about it, he knows it will land steadily.
Get up and go out. There is a long corridor outside the office. There are transparent office areas on both sides of the corridor. It is lunch break at this moment. Most of the employees are not there, they may go to lunch, and a small number of employees are either lying on their desks, or leaning back on the reclining chairs to catch up on sleep for a moment.
Wu Sheng glanced at his watch, 12:02.
Two male employees walked towards each other, carrying the lunch they bought in one hand, and swiping their mobile phones in the other, and they were all focused on "hehehe".
"What's so interesting, you're so happy?" Wu Sheng greeted him and teased.
He is not a person who likes to joke, at least not now, but every person he meets today may carry key information, and he doesn't want to miss it.
"Wu, President Wu!" The two male employees immediately stood up.
"Huh?" He simply turned up the tone and signaled to the other party, still waiting for an answer.
The male employee probably felt that he was stupid, so he directly held up the mobile phone and showed it to the boss.
It was a WeChat group called "XX Building", which was scrolling and swiping the screen—
[Fuck, Shura Field!]
[Who is greener? Hahahaha]
[Don't just live broadcast with text, no pictures and no truth!]
[You can come directly to the third floor to see.]
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[I haven't knocked on the door yet, now it's the heroine and the second man, and the first man hides and doesn't show up.]
[Enough cowardly.]
[I leaned on to open the door hey!]
[Breaking up hahahahahahaha]
XX Building, isn't this the company address on your business card
The group of this building
third floor? Shura Field
Wu Sheng had just caught a few key words, but before he had time to ponder, a déjà vu trance struck him for the second time.
“Da da da da…”
His fingers stopped, Wu Sheng glanced at "11" outside the window, and got up quickly without delaying for a second.
Rather than fantasize about whether the information has anything to do with his current situation, it's better to investigate on the spot.
The corridor was quiet, and the two male employees had not returned.
Wu Sheng went all the way to the elevator room and found that he was on the 7th floor. The elevator was going down. It was now on the 15th floor. He quickly pressed the down button.
The elevator stopped on the 7th floor, Wu Sheng entered, and decisively pressed "3".
There is no interference in the middle, and the elevator directly reaches the 3rd floor.
As soon as the door opened, Wu Sheng walked out quickly. When he came out of the elevator and turned around, he saw the logo of "XX Financial Company". The building seems to follow the "one company per floor" rule, with only his tech company on the 7th floor and this one on the 3rd floor.
In the distance, you can hear the man's hoarse shouting.
The front desk probed into the square grid to watch the excitement, but didn't notice Wu Sheng coming in. When he found out, this person had strode into the square grid office area.
As soon as Wu Sheng came in, the door that concentrated all the gossip in the office area was kicked open by the man in the baseball cap.
The man rushed in aggressively, and Wu Sheng was so nervous that he ran over for no reason.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the office, a man just escaped. It was a very good-looking man. His eyebrows were eyebrows, and his eyes were eyes.
But Wu Sheng just started to appreciate it, and before he could see enough, the man was thrown from behind by the baseball cap.
Cold light flashed.
The baseball cap had a knife in his hand.
Wu Sheng didn't even think about it, and kicked the person away with one kick.
"Hold him down for me!"
The security came late, just in time for the last link—pressing people down.
"Are you all right?" Wu Sheng asked, his eyes began to look up and down, whether there was anything wrong with the automatic search.
"It's okay." The man's voice was a little hoarse, but still calm.
Wu Sheng's "searching eyes" stopped on the exposed arm of the other party.
Same owl head.
He was overjoyed, and he couldn't tell whether it was because he finally found the clue, or because the clue was in this person.
"Can you see the blood-colored numbers outside the window?" When Wu Sheng asked this sentence, Wu Sheng lowered his voice and did not suppress his chaotic heartbeat.