Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

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The flames burn, but no one responds.

The ring shattered.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the ring that fell into the stairwell and turned into a puddle of fine powder.

Then, he took out the second one stiffly.

10 minutes.

No one responded, and the ring shattered again.

His eyes widened, trembling uncontrollably, he took out the third one again.

"Don't try again," said the voice in my head.

"Why, are you still not clear in your heart?" From the core of this world, asked in that unemotional tone.

"No." Tsunayoshi Sawada slowly shook his head, "Impossible."

"Impossible." He murmured and lowered his head, some warm liquid quickly gathered in his eye sockets, and then dripped to the ground.

"Obviously at that time, Johnny II returned." Speaking of this, Tsunayoshi Sawada suddenly paused.

His back began to feel cold, and his brain instantly turned empty into a void of paleness.

At that time, in a Japanese restaurant, he lit the ring to communicate with his own world.Originally, the ring, which could connect the world for nearly 10 minutes, could barely hear the sound after 3 minutes.

However, the flame was still burning and the ring was not destroyed, but Johnny suddenly stopped talking.

The connection was lost.

--why?

Why is the connection lost and why?

Those warm brown pupils were trembling.

failed?

"No, quite the opposite," said the voice.

"Success."

After these three words fell into the ears of Sawada Tsunayoshi, he should have shown some joyful smiles.

However, he inexplicably felt a palpitation.

A few drops of cold sweat slid down the forehead and cheeks, and finally gathered and hung on the chin, wanting to fall.

"Successful." He repeated what the book in his hand said to him, and then tried his best to raise a happy smile on his face.

"It's a good thing that it succeeded." He tried to forcibly correct the wild thoughts in his mind.

He stared blankly at the ground and murmured softly again: "It's a good thing."

But, why, even though it was successful, the ring couldn't contact his own world?

Sawada Tsunayoshi reached into the pocket of his suit jacket and looked at the few rings inside.

There are only four left.

In fact, there should be a few more in the apartment where I live now, but there are only four left on me.

"Outsider, through a brief contact, I have read your memory." Said the bright book in his hand.

"But, have you thought about one thing?" He asked.

"What's the matter?" The heartbeat became more intense, and he could hear the voice very clearly in the corridor.

"You who were in the past are projected into the future. After something happens in the future, you are projected back into the past."

"You said, if you in the past are changed in the future, or at a certain point, then what kind of future will you lead to?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi was silent for a while.

"A new future." He almost used all the strength of his whole body to tell the conclusion he came to in the book.

"So, the original past has not changed, and finally moved into the future?" Shu asked.

These words lingered in his mind.

Wandering back and forth, lingering.

"One car, two roads." The book gives a simpler example.

"The car chose to turn left at first, so it ran all the way to the left."

"However, one day, the past was changed. The car turned to the right at the junction of the turning intersection."

"So, it once turned to the left, and what did it achieve?"

This question kept circling in my mind.

Sawada Tsunayoshi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"In the same timeline, the me ten years ago, including my companions, has undergone changes because I was sent to the future. So after returning to the world ten years ago, I went to a completely different future."

"Is that what you want to say?" He looked at the still shiny book in his hand, but inside it was a blank book.

"So," He said without emotion, "You who didn't go to experience changes ten years later, where did the future you finally lead to, the world you live in?"

The past is changed and lost its cause.

So, no consequences.

In short, his world "disappeared".

"But." He stared blankly at the book, trying to argue.

"The 'me' ten years ago should have come from a certain parallel time and space, and the 'me' that does not interfere with the current me."

"Otherwise, why am I still standing here?" He stared at the book in his hand, unconsciously raising his tone.

When talking about this plan with the scientific research team earlier, they discussed this issue.

They finally came to the conclusion that the ten-generation Vengley family that was transmitted to the world ten years later should be the ten-generation family from other parallel worlds.

To put it simply, while they save the future, they will not affect the past selves of this timeline.

If, if this 'book' is true.

What was sent to the future was the self ten years ago who was in the same time line as himself, not the words of the self ten years ago who came from parallel time and space, interacted with his world but did not interfere with each other.

The conclusion that can be drawn from this is that the self ten years ago will "change" in the future experience.

If the self ten years ago has undergone changes in the future and is finally projected back ten years ago, then the direction of the future will change.

However, if the future has been changed.

So--

"Then, who am I?" He sneered and shook his head slightly. "If the 'I' of ten years ago has been changed, then a new 'I' will be derived. If the antecedent is lost, there will be no consequences."

"Then, why didn't the current me disappear—?" Tsunayoshi Sawada slammed the book to the ground.

"This question, I can't say." The book said.

"You're lying to me." He stared at the book scattered on the ground with sharp eyes, "The preamble doesn't match up, and the logic contradicts. You're lying."

The book fell into silence, and the light radiating around him seemed to have weakened a little.

"No, outsider," he said. "I am consciousness from the world, and I will not lie."

"Then give me an explanation." Tsunayoshi Sawada, whose brain was messed up, squatted down and picked up the open book with the cover turned upside down. "Tell me, if what I said The world where I live really disappears because the past 'me' has been changed."

"Why am I still standing here intact?"

"Why didn't I disappear with the 'disappearing' world!?" he yelled at the page.

The voice was hoarse, accompanied by surging anger, echoing in the empty and dark stairwell.

"Sorry, I can't tell," said the book.

"Answer me!" He held the book firmly, and shouted again: "Answer me——!"

"Sorry, I can't say." The cold and mechanical response.

Just like a robot that has been programmed in advance, it can only answer questions according to the original program.

Chaos.

It's chaotic.

No, this book is wrong.

What this theory says is wrong and untenable.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why I am still standing here intact.

He is lying.

He is lying!

The temples were twitching suddenly, as if countless insects were about to break through the restraint and fly out of it.

He could feel a dull pain on his forehead, and his cheeks became hot with the surge of adrenaline.

"Outsider. Can you explain why you can't connect to your own world through the ring?"

Breathing became rapid.

The initial panic and uneasiness gradually turned into the current loss of control.

The body seems to be out of control.

calm.

calm down!

Calm down!

He stared intently at the dark and narrow stairway with his eyes wide open.The brain is running crazily, and the super intuition seems to have failed at this moment, and there is no response.

His super intuition could not help him determine whether what this book told him was a lie.

"I am consciousness from the world."

"I won't lie." The light of the book seemed to be dissipating, and for some reason, the voice rippling in my mind also became weaker.

Sawada Tsunayoshi ignored the words of the book, but reached into his pocket again, and took out a silver metal ring.

A research team from the Pengo Lie family.

It is engraved with the pattern of the family crest that has been passed down for a hundred years.

He lowered his eyes and brought the ring to his lips almost reverently.

Then, there was a desperate light kiss.

A large number of compressed high-flame pressure flames were ignited by him on the ring.

The flames of pure death energy flowed, and the golden-red light illuminated the entire stairwell.

connected.

Anyone is fine.

Connect it.

Tell me this book is lying.

You have not disappeared.

Please tell me so.

please do. tell me.

please.

tick.

Tick, tick.

The second hand of the watch is running.

The minute hand quietly takes a step forward.

Take the second step.

third step.

No one responded.

The flame is still burning, but the sound that is full of expectations, enough to cross the world, has been delayed.

No sound.

The flames were still burning, but it was dead silent.

Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his head.

"I can't fulfill this wish for you, outsider." Shu, who had been silent for a long time following his almost crazy behavior, finally spoke again.

"My strength, as you can see, is no longer enough." Compared with just now, the light on the page has been so weak that it is almost imperceptible.

Just looking at the appearance, it looks like an ordinary book.

"Change your wish." He said.

Change your wish.

another.

Because your wish is doomed not to come true.

Get another one.

Change a wish.

another.

"Shut up!" Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Shut up! You're lying to me! You're - lying to - me -!"

Reason, all gone.

He frantically waved his arms like a poor man dying.

It seemed that as long as he did this, all the sorrow and grief would be wiped away by him.

The flaming ring flew out of his hand, drawing an arc in the air.

It fell in an imperceptible corner of the stairwell, and the flame that was infused with extreme rage and sorrow did not disappear, but stretched out its tongue of fire to lick its surroundings.

A crack suddenly appeared below the ring.

——not the stairway, but an opening torn in the air.

The ring fell into that gap and disappeared.

The scientific research team once calculated that the high-density and high-compression pure dead air flames have the ability to tear apart space.

Therefore, Vongola X was entrusted with an important task and became the best candidate to go to other worlds to collect the world's original power.

The ring fell into a pitch-black space.

The golden-red flame burned brighter and brighter.

In the desperate situation, the mercenaries who were on the verge of death stood up in amazement at the sudden light.

The flame eventually died out.

The broken and dirty ring lay alone on the ground.

Then, it was carefully picked up by a young mercenary with light blonde hair.

The body is cold and numb.

A sense of powerlessness ravaged every limb.

Sweat drenched his brow, and the young man in a prison of grief knelt on the ground.

Everything in front of him became blurred.

The world "disappeared".

Admit it.

Admit it, Tsunayoshi Sawada.

You became, that outcast.

A leader who tried to save the world in vain and ended up being a pitiful laughing stock.

One, the abandoned leader.

"Don't leave me behind." The already vague words overflowed from his slightly squirming lips.

He lowered his head, as if he didn't even have the strength to straighten his back.

"Please."

He fell to the ground.

Like a devout believer praying before the cross.

"Don't leave me."

don't leave me.

Don't leave me alone.

In the dark and damp stairwell, the figure lying on the ground looked like a silent corpse.

The originally dull book that fell in his hand unfolded automatically, making the sound of flimsy paper slapping each other.

"Make a wish, alien." His voice became almost inaudible, as if it would disappear soon.

"On a piece of paper, write down your wishes."

The little bit of consciousness left prompted the man to bite his finger.

Bright red blood flowed out from the opening.

With trembling fingertips, he tried his best to leave a crooked line on the white paper.

The book was silent for a moment.

"Then, as you wish—"

A loud crash of a heavy object echoed in the stairwell.

Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his head.

It is a door.

A white door stands abruptly on the ground.

He put his hands on the wall, supported his weak body, and tremblingly walked towards the door.

He opened the handle, and found that there was a black hole inside, and he didn't know what the way ahead was.

He didn't hesitate.

As if chasing something he wanted, he walked in without hesitation.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stood in the cold wind with some distress, feeling a sense of sadness inexplicably.

For some reason, the backpack containing the gold disappeared.

There is not even a single box of weapons.

As soon as the A-level rings were taken out of their pockets, there were only three left.

My clothes have also changed. I used to wear a set of comfortable sportswear before I left.

For some reason, it turned into a dark suit now, as if going to someone's funeral.

"Ah, how could this happen." He rubbed his hair frantically and complained.

Forget it, it's useless to complain, let's take a step forward.

The most urgent task is to solve the problem of their own survival first.

He walked out of the long alley, and saw the bustling urban night scene with heavy traffic and dim lights outside the alley.

Then, the upright and straight figure gradually merged into the splendid brilliance.

The author has something to say: trying to explain the theory:

The 27 sent to the future, we call it the small outline, and the 270 in this article is called the outline.

The original plan of 270 was to let Xiao Gang from different parallel time and space change the future.In this way, Bailan is defeated, and the timeline of 270 will not be disturbed.

But, coincidentally, the Xiao Gang who was sent over is the real one, not a parallel time and space, but his past self from the same time and space as him.

Therefore, Kotsuna from the past went to the future and experienced experiences in the future, and other partners also experienced experiences in the same way, so they changed.

So the past self is changed, and the future changes accordingly.Then the road to the future that I and my companions led to without experiencing the experience of the future chapter, that is, the world where the outline was originally located, disappeared.

Because the antecedent is lost, there is no consequence.

The problem that outline is struggling with is that since the past self has been changed, as time goes by, Xiaogang, who has experienced the experience of the future chapter, will grow into a brand new "outline".Then why the current outline, that is, himself, still exists.

Therefore, he thought that there was a problem with the logic of the book, that the preamble was inconsistent, and that the book was lying.

As for why the outline still exists, this question will be explained later, and the main thing is to thank a certain model worker.

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And, there are actually infinite kinds of theories and possibilities about time and space, just like many things in the world, there is no absolute right or wrong, and existence is reasonable.

What this article discusses is only one of the possibilities, and it is also a private setting out of the original work.

You don't have to be serious, if there are bugs, it is a problem with the IQ of the stupid author.

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By the way, I can't bear to watch 270 so sad.

So don't worry, the world that disappeared can also come back.

There will be bread, mineral water, and ham~

(By the way, Sheng He is writing and writing, I hope jj review will let me pass the review (doge)