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Chapter 394 Snowflake Pattern

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Song Baojun was simply unable to speak, and his whole body and mind were shattered by the simple words of philosophical personality. It was so shocking that this was the power of time. No one could escape in front of time.

Half a year ago, she was a girl with bright eyes and white teeth, laughing and having fun while talking and having youthful youth. However, when we met, the other party had experienced fifty years in the fantasy forest and turned into an old woman.

No wonder Wang Lingjuan lost her soul in the real world, and was about to die. It turned out that she had already lost.

According to the average lifespan of Chinese women is 77 years old, compared with the time she spends in the fantasy forest, she probably hasn't had much time left in the real world.

Thinking of this, Song Baojun couldn't help but say tremblingly: "My name is Song Baojun, do you still remember?"

"Song... Baojun?" The old woman looked at him hard, as if she remembered the past many years ago. On that autumn breeze, she and a few sisters were laughing in the nightclub hall of Xianshan on the sea. The deep impression that the rustic boy left on her was left by her.

The memory that passed away with the wind suddenly turned back to my heart, and the old woman became energetic and said, "It's almost fifty years since I'm old, why haven't you changed at all?"

Song Baojun said: "I came in from the real world and found you to go back."

Wang Lingjuan was happy first, then her turbid eyes dimmed, and she sighed: "Real world? It's fifty years later. All my relatives and friends are gone. What else is there? Thank you for your kindness. My life is about to end. Let's stay in this Red Moon Lake and wait quietly for the arrival of death."

Song Baojun looked back at the philosophical personality and asked, "Is all this irreversible?"

"In theory, time can be reversed, so that Wang Lingjuan can return to the starting point, but this requires an extremely huge amount of phantom energy to support it. With our current abilities, it will not work for the time being."

"How much secret energy will be consumed?"

"A preliminary estimate is at least ten destructive quantities."

Song Baojun couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This means that Einstein proposed the theory of relativity, which can theoretically return to the past, but because the technological level is difficult to reach, it can only stay in the theoretical stage within a hundred years?"

"Yes." Philosophical personality replied.

"Then do we have any other way to take Wang Lingjuan back?"

"It can be taken away now. The only problem is that she has less life left, and the process in the Fourier channel may lead to immediate death."

Song Baojun was helpless and could not think of any way for a moment. He approached Wang Lingjuan and asked, "Do you still remember how you came in back then?"

"You mean back then?" Wang Lingjuan shook her head, walked to the lake tremblingly, held her hands together, scooped up a handful of lake water and drank a few sips, and said, "It's been too long, I've forgotten it."

The shriveled chest kept shaking with her walking, like a wilted winter melon hanging on her chest, swaying, extremely indecent.

Song Baojun just pretended that he didn't see it and said, "Do you still remember your parents and your family?"

Wang Lingjuan shook her head in dismay.

"Do you remember your villa in Baiheshan? There is a basement under the stairs on the first floor, which was opened by you one day."

Wang Lingjuan looked back at him and said lightly: "I remember that. At that time, I was still a child, and I was carefree all day long, and there were a few who had a good time together..."

Song Baojun interrupted and said, "Best friend."

"Well, best friend, this is the word. If you don't say it, I'll forget it. My dad offended a big man. He locked me up at home all day and refused to go out. Uh... I think about it, my dad had a very bad temper at that time. As long as there was something wrong with his family, he would either beat or scold me. Even I was beaten a few times. The atmosphere at home was so tense that it seemed like a battlefield, and my parents were making divorces every day. I could only play in the yard until I opened the door of the basement."

"oh oh."

Once the door to Wang Lingjuan's memories was opened, her thoughts could no longer stop and said, "Later, I often dreamed that I went to a wonderful place. When I woke up, the dream was extremely clear. And what's fun was that the dreams I had every night could be connected with the dreams of the previous day."

"You should have established a connection to the Fantasy Forest by then."

"Yes, but I didn't know it at the time." Wang Lingjuan showed a look of memories and said: "The dream is so real and interesting, and there are fun things to explore every night. But reality is so depressing and painful, and I am increasingly reluctant to return to reality."

"It's true." Song Baojun sighed.

Wang Lingjuan said: "Later I discovered a way to enter the fantasy forest without dreaming. It was a jewelry box I dug in the basement of my home, containing a string of necklaces. When I hope to leave the real world, I could go to the fantasy forest through this necklace. So I stayed in the fantasy forest for longer and longer, and I returned to reality less and less."

"Your experience is amazing," said Song Baojun.

Wang Lingjuan said: "About twenty years later, the necklace finally lost its service. I sank it into Hongyue Lake and keep it as a permanent memory."

Song Baojun calculated that the twenty years of the Fantasy Forest was equivalent to about seventy-three days of reality, which was more than two months. Wang Cunde stated that his daughter continued to develop illness within two months of opening the basement, which was very consistent with his description.

After that, Wang Lingjuan's personality was broken away from her body and was sent to a mental hospital until now.

"Then do you like this place very much?" Song Baojun asked again.

Wang Lingjuan smiled bitterly: "I like it very much. Of course, it is just a safe haven for me to escape from reality back then. I hide here and don't have to spend all my time touching the society. Do whatever I want. It's very simple."

"Don't you really miss home?"

"I really want to think about it." Wang Lingjuan said bluntly: "It's good to be in the fantasy forest, but there is also a problem. It's too lonely and no one communicates with me. I have only seen three people in the past fifty years, and the last one died more than ten years ago, so I'm almost there."

The philosophical personality finally interrupted and said, "Sorry, interrupt it. The time ratio between the fantasy forest and the real world is 100:1. In other words, you have been in the fantasy forest for fifty years, and the real world has only been half a year. Your parents and friends are still living well."

Wang Lingjuan jumped up in an incredible posture, and her aging body showed strange flexibility, but she fell back immediately. Her thin legs could not support her and she staggered down to the lake.

She showed her wet head from the lake and shouted in disbelief: "Really?"

Philosophical personality smiled and said, "Then did you not realize this problem when you went back and forth in the fantasy forests and the real world in the first twenty years?"

"I, I really never thought about it..." Wang Lingjuan said tremblingly: "At that time, I was completely fascinated by the fantasy forest and no longer cared about any changes in the real world. It was not until the last ten years that I missed everyone and everything in the real world more and more."

Song Baojun said: "Then you must want to go back very much? Unfortunately, we have no choice..."

The philosophical personality said: "There is a compromise method. We use the secret energy to continue your life and strengthen your personality, so that you can return to reality smoothly. But a human life span is not infinite. You have lived for seventy years. No matter how useful the secret energy is, it can only delay your life for about ten years at most."

"Is this price?"

The philosophical personality says: "It's very simple. You must sign a contract, obey Song Baojun's orders unconditionally, and work for us until the end of your life."

Wang Lingjuan didn't care and said, "No problem, life has no meaning to me anymore. I just hope to go back and see it. I can satisfy this wish and do anything for you."

Song Baojun was surprised and happy, and whispered: "Philosophy, you kid still have this trick."

"This is necessary, and the power of the sage cannot be costless."

"Okay, where is the contract, I'll sign it."

The philosophical personality said: "Wait."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the center of Hongyue Lake seemed to explode like a torpedo, and high water droplets soared into the sky.

Although they were far away, the two could still feel the air shock caused by the explosion. Wang Lingjuan was unstable and rolled to the ground.

A string of necklaces flew out from the middle of the water column, as if they had life, and automatically flew into the palm of the philosophical personality.
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