I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 681: No War on the Coast

Su Wen just smiled slightly and said in a magnetic gentleman's tone:

"Pay attention goodnight, Krosan."

Then, without waiting for the doctor to respond.

The handsome scholar chose the most direct method.

That is:
Internet disconnected!

Accompanied by the flickering arcs of electricity.

The scene in front of Krosan's eyes instantly turned into a clear and transparent research institute, as if the virtual video call just now was a dream.

She waved her fist in anger, but couldn't help but yawn lazily.
"Mr. Rhine, you really have the guts to do this.

never mind,

Go to bed. "

Su Wen also quit the virtual reality gaming experience and paused future games.

Since he had already promised Jiang Menghan, he couldn't stay up too late.

Although the time has passed midnight, it is still early enough for him who used to work day and night.

Su Wen lay down on the bed, analyzing what he should do next:

“I started this game very early, and I still had more than a month or nearly two months left.

This time, let’s reflect the future with reality, and experience it slowly.”

Wait till you wake up tomorrow morning.
Su Wen decided to collect more intelligence during this morning period.

at least,

He wanted to compare what he saw in the game and find out more about Lawrence Ruier, Antonio United, the Twilight Cluster, genetic modification, and so on.

Simultaneously,

It is also time to prepare for Dr. Jiang Xiuyuan's "Pacific Deep Sea Relics Barrier Act" plan to be submitted to the United Nations Astronomical Society.

If you are well prepared,

This incident alone may become an important node that changes the future intersection of time.

Time passed quietly like this.

He temporarily paused his observation of the future.

But time in the real world does not stop.

In the early morning of Jiangnan Old Town,

As the curtain of the Spring Festival gradually opens, the breath of deep winter becomes more and more intense.

In the sky, a faint morning light quietly blooms, softly sprinkling on the ancient bluestone road, reflecting a faint luster.

The ancient houses on both sides of the streets in Binhai's old city, with their red walls and black tiles, appear particularly simple and solemn in the morning light.

The air is filled with the faint smell of cooking smoke, as every household is preparing New Year's breakfast.

Even from a very far distance, melodious bell sounds could be heard from time to time.

It came from the ancient temple and echoed in the morning air, giving people a feeling of tranquility and solemnity.

And Su Wen was quietly awakened by the sound of the bell.

He rubbed his head and said to himself:
"It's because of the reappearance of the Carrington electromagnetic storm.

To comfort the deceased,
Did Lingdu Temple just restart the morning bell? "

The handsome scholar remembered that the last time he heard such distant bells was when Hurricane Ewiniar arrived.

He looked out the window into the distance.

But you can only see the ancient houses on both sides of the river in the old city.

There was even a soft mist floating on the surface of the river. It mixed with the morning light like a layer of veil, covering the water surface in a hazy manner.

Occasionally, a few early birds chirped happily on the branches, breaking the silence of the early morning.

"I didn't expect that I would get up at around seven."

Su Wen even wanted to fall asleep for a while.

He subconsciously opened the phone next to the pillow.

But Jiang Menghan had already sent him a message saying that she would come to see him at 8 o'clock with breakfast bought from the roadside.

There's not much time left.

Well, forget it.

I can't rely on the iceberg girl to wake me up every time.

Although her movements were very gentle, Su Wen always felt that he would become a useless person if this continued.

Although his original ideal was not much different from this, since he was promoted to Silver, he felt that seven hours of sleep a day was enough.

in other words,

Su Wen was indeed somewhat impressed that Krosan, as a third-level transcendent, could survive into that state.

Because of the extraordinary physique,

Su Wen didn't wear anything too thick inside the house.
He just wore a single layer of clothes, heated a cup of milk and sat in front of the TV.

Do not know why,

He felt like he hadn't watched TV in a long time.

For an average family, a living room with a TV can serve as an active spot that creates a warm family atmosphere.

But Su Wen had hardly ever experienced this feeling.

perhaps,

Compared to the hustle and bustle and warmth, maybe he is more accustomed to loneliness.

Su Wen doesn't hate loneliness.

in contrast,

He still remembered a sentence from Marquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude that he had read by the window under the light late at night in the past:

“What really matters in life is not what happens to you.

It's about what you remember and how you remember it.

(What really matters in life is not what happens to you, but what you remember and how you remember it.)"

He silently recited this advice which sounded like a poem.

I slowly leaned back on the sofa and turned on the TV.
The screen was playing the morning news from Binhai City TV:
She was a reporter without any extraordinary pedigree. She was standing next to a ruin that was not protected by the Astra Barrier.

【I am now in the city center of Binhai City.

Just as many people have read on the Internet, Binhai City has indeed been affected by the Carrington electromagnetic storm from the sun recently.

Fortunately, thanks to the timely activation of our Deep Sea Research Institute's advanced electromagnetic barrier system, the city's power system and communication network were not significantly damaged.

But what I am going to show you now is another real scene.

That is,
If there is no barrier protection, what a terrible crisis we will face
Su Wen expected this result.

But he didn't know that the Night's Watch dared to make such a thing public:
“Are you trying to build momentum?”

"Maybe my father has finally made up his mind."

Then the sweet and moving voice of the Iceberg Girl sounded,

The half-open wooden door in the main hall of the living room swayed gently, making a slight creaking sound.
behind the door,

An extremely beautiful girl also appeared quietly.

She was wearing a simple yet elegant white dress, the hem of which gleamed dimly in the morning light, making her look like a fairy who was isolated from the world.

The ice girl's eyes are as bright as stars, revealing a cold and profound beauty.

Her long black hair fell like a waterfall, fluttering gently in the wind.

In just a moment, Su Wen's attention was shifted from the screen to her.

perhaps,

From now on,

Maybe he had one more reason not to watch TV often before.

The iceberg girl had the key to the courtyard gate of Su Wen's house, so she didn't even need his help to open the door. After all, most of the time he was still fast asleep at this time.

Jiang Menghan didn't want to disturb him, so it turned out like this.

She gently placed the morning tea she had bought on the coffee table, then looked at Su Wen and said seriously:

"Mr. Su, are you worried?"

"It's not really a secret, but I didn't expect that I couldn't hide it from you."

Su Wen smiled gently.

"only,
I am just a little worried about my upcoming trip to Lawrence Riel."

"Can you tell me something?"

To prevent ripples in space and time that affect the future.

Even though Su Wen knew that the girl knew his identity as 'Rhine', he remained calm and did not talk too much about it.
He just asked a gentle question:
"Ms. Jiang,

What do you think of the concept of genetic ascension? "

(End of this chapter)