Thinking of this, Lumian came to a conclusion:

If my guess just now is true, it means that only the village of Kordu and the surrounding areas are back in time, and other places have not been affected!

Does this mean that as long as you can get out of here, you can return to normal life? Lumian's thoughts were so loud that he turned his head and looked at Orol, pretending to be guilty:

"This, uh, I actually made this telegram."

"You?" Orol was angry and funny, but more confused.

She doubted whether she had accidentally been tricked by her younger brother.

This is simply a year-round hunting for the eagle to peck at the eyes!

Lumian explained "sincerely":

"That's right. Haven't I always wanted to go to Trier to see it? So, I secretly shot a telegram to the telegraph office of the Novel Weekly, and consulted in your tone when the latest writer's salon was.

They really sent out an invitation enthusiastically."

"So that's how it is..." Orol looked like "the mystery has finally been solved."

The next second, she picked up the wooden stick next to her and said gritting her teeth:

"The child has grown up!"

Lumian quickly added:

"Orol, no, sister, listen to my quibbling, no, listen to my explanation."

He was not panicked and even made a joke.

"Okay, tell me." Orol said with a wooden stick, "Your sister, I have always convinced people with good virtues. How can I convict people without listening to the suspect's statement?

"You must die more clearly!"

Lumian said with a very fast speech:

"In Intis, the most numerous and best-quality places in the university are Trier. I am about to take the unified entrance examination for higher education institutions. I want to go on a field trip in advance to decide which three to apply for in the end."

Orol nodded invisibly and signaled his brother to continue.

Lumian praised his sister earnestly:

"I believe that as long as I make this legitimate request, you will definitely take me to Trier for a walk, but in this way, it will cost your money, and if the invitation is sent by the "Fiction Weekly", it will be not only the steam train

Ticket fees, hotel accommodation fees, and even various entertainment expenses in Trier can be reimbursed.

"I know you are not short of such money, but you have worked hard to write it out one word and one word. I will never let it go if there is a way to save it."

Orol's expression soothed:

"I still know that I feel sorry for my sister.

"But have you ever thought about what writers salon I don't want to attend? I hate to have contact with so many strangers."

Lumian smiled:

"Orol, uh, sister, have you ever thought that "Novel Weekly" invited you so enthusiastically not to let you attend the salon, but to use the salon to make a good relationship with you. You are famous

Best-selling novelist.

"So, the salon doesn't matter. What matters is that you, as long as you are willing to accept their invitation to go to Trier for a while, you can find a reason to turn off the salon. The people of "Fiction Weekly" are not only not

You will be angry, but you will be glad that you have accepted the previous part of the entertainment.”

Orol looked Lumian up and down a few times:

"You are getting better and better at thinking about people's abilities."

She immediately breathed:

"Okay, I'll handle something, pack my luggage, and take you to Trier in two days. At that time, I'll send you a telegram to "Fiction Weekly" in advance and ask them to pick us up at Trier Train Station."

"Okay!" Lumian did not hide his joy.

Although he suspected that he and Orol could not simply walk out of the village of Kordu. Before unraveling the secret of time and finding the corresponding root, the behavior of "leaving away" is likely to cause some unpredictable change, but it must

Try it and you can't trap yourself in your original place.

With this mentality, he just tried to convince Orol.

Lumian didn't plan to tell his sister about the time going back now, because Orol lost his corresponding memory and was unlikely to believe this almost delusional speculation unless Lumian kept making "prophecy" and the prediction was verified.

, but he still wanted to pretend that he had no awareness of the return of time and was not ready to "prophecy" for the time being to see if he could find some clues.

Using the excuse of studying, Lumian returned to the second floor and entered the study.

He sat down, took the book and opened it, confirming whether he had any reversal.

Then, he fell into his own thoughts, hoping to further clarify his current experience through the details he discovered last night and today.

As his eyes moved in the open space, Lumian swept to the little blue book on the table.

His heart thumped, he withdrew his thoughts, poked out his palm, took Xiao Lanshu over, and flipped it quickly.

Some words were missing, and corresponding empty pages appeared and then came into his eyes.

"That letter..." Lumian whispered silently.

Combined with the call from "chi" from "Novel Weekly", he had new speculations about the letter of help received by Leah, Ryan and others:

"Maybe, I really wrote that letter, I am the 'murderer'!

"The rewind of time may have happened more than once. According to the definition in Orol's novel, this should be called the time loop.

"In a previous cycle, I discovered certain abnormalities through some exploration behaviors and decided to ask for help from the outside world by sending anonymous letters without involving Ollor. When the official staff realized the seriousness of the problem, they sent Ryan and others to do so.

To deal with it, Kordu has started a new round of cycles. Like Ollor now, I have lost all the corresponding memories and returned to the 'initial' state...

"There is a question now, why does this little blue book still look like some words have been cut off?

“It should return to the ‘initial’ state, just like the food I ate in the last loop…

“Well, two possibilities:

"First, I found that an abnormality asked for help outside before the time started to cycle, but in that case, the relevant memory should not be reset. Could it be that there are other reasons that caused me to lose some of my memory? This is becoming more and more complicated...

"Secondly, in that cycle, I also found a way to prevent something from being affected by the cycle... What would be the solution? If so, why not just find a piece of paper and write down what I found?"

Lumian felt that he had cleared a layer of fog and restored the general situation, but he was trapped in more doubts.

He thought he had experienced many time cycles, but in those cycles before, his memory and physical state would be reset once he started from scratch, so he was completely unaware of it.

The reason why I can retain my memory and the extraordinary characteristics of "hunter" is because I met that lady, got the scepter card, entered the ruins of my dreams, and inspired the special nature of my body.

Since the specialty brought by those two symbols allows Lumian to "bring" the extraordinary state of the dream to reality, it is entirely possible that they "save" his complete physical condition to the initial point of the cycle.

"So, after the state of the hunting gun monster was reset, it still failed to 'get' back the extraordinary characteristics of the 'hunter'..." Lumian leaned back in the back of the chair, looked at the ceiling, and breathed slowly.

He then laughed at himself:

"As soon as I become an extraordinary person, I have to face such extraordinary things, and I don't give me time to develop...

"Uh, I can't fully confirm that the letter of help was made by me, and it may be that Orol and Mrs. Pualis are also suspected... As extraordinary people, they may have noticed something wrong in a previous cycle.

, make self-rescue efforts, and, with the mystical knowledge they have mastered, it is easier for me to find a way to keep a certain trace than I do... But no matter what, the cycle of time is indeed the most in line with the current situation."

As he thought about it, Lumian had a way to confirm the source of the letter of help.

The solution is very simple, that is, enter the ruins of dreams and read the same little blue book at home there.

If the word missing in the book of the little blue book, it means that the letter of help was created by Lumian himself, because the home in the special dream was formed by his subconscious projection of the mixed ruin world, and what he knew in his subconscious should

They will all appear there.

If not, it is most likely that it was done by Orol or Mrs. Pualis. Lumian's subconscious mind would not know about this and would not be responsible for it.

Lumian was not in a hurry to "sleep". Seeing that the time was almost over, he sneaked out of the house and headed straight to the old tavern.

In the corner of the old tavern, a familiar figure came into his eyes.

The lady who gave him the scepter card and potion formula appeared again.

She was wearing a ruffled orange stand-up collar dress and a light-colored ladies frilled hat on her hands.

Lumian immediately breathed a sigh of relief, just like the drowning man finally caught a lifebuoy.

He quickly moved over and saw that the lady was placed on the table in front of her not breakfast, but tarot cards divided into three stacks.

"Do I need to draw a card?" Lumian asked tentatively.

"You've already drawn it." The lady mixed the three-stack tarot cards together without raising her head:

Lumian instantly felt a feeling of pancreatic acid in his eyes.

As expected, she was not affected by the time cycle!

Without taking a tactful approach, Lumian sat down and asked directly:

"I, and the entire village of Kordu, are trapped in a cycle of time?"

The lady raised her head and replied with a smile:

"Yes, you are all people in the ring."
To be continued...