EFB Chapter 6: The Bizarre Flow of Time?
Chapter 6: The Bizarre Flow of Time?
Listening to the boss's voice on the other end of the phone.
Bai Chen hesitated slightly before saying, "Boss, I might not be coming to work for a while."
He now has only about half a month left to live.
The most urgent task is to go to another world to cultivate martial arts, not to go to a restaurant to chop vegetables and wash dishes.
Moreover, given his ability to travel between two worlds, why would he need to do such a grueling restaurant job?
"Oh dear, Bai Chen, please don't do anything foolish. Money can be earned back, but a person is gone forever."
The voice on the other end of the phone sounded somewhat urgent.
"Hmm...?" Bai Chen frowned slightly.
How did the boss know he had no money?
He was too afraid to report the robbery to the police because of his identity, so only he knew about it.
Inexplicable.
A certain guess arose in Bai Chen's mind.
However, he didn't question the other party about anything. Instead, he said calmly, "Boss, I went to test the drug. I currently have pulmonary fibrosis and don't have many days left to live."
This statement came out.
The voice on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then came a burst of exasperated exasperation.
"Fuck you! You're broke and you didn't even tell me? Going to do drug trials? You idiot!"
"That damn agent, he's the one who sent you there, isn't he? Tell me, he's definitely the one who sent you..."
Listening to the incessant chatter.
slap~
Bai Chen hung up the phone immediately.
If he had only doubted it before, he was now almost certain.
The robbery must be related to the restaurant owner.
Bai Chen closed his eyes, recalling the details of the robbery.
Those old black men could accurately track his paycheck on the day he received his salary, and they could even pinpoint exactly how much money he had.
What's even more suspicious is that these black men didn't steal all the money; they even left him a few dozen dollars.
At the time, he thought that even these old thieves had their code of honor.
Now that I think about it, it must have been the restaurant owner who gave the order.
After all, how can we survive if all the money is stolen?
Compared to a one-off deal, keeping him alive is more useful to the restaurant.
Cheap labor, and they can also steal money when it's time to pay wages.
Add to that the tone of the boss's voice on the phone just now...
You can clearly feel the frustration and anger of someone taking away your property.
"Yan Dewang...that damned black man...labor broker...pharmaceutical testing company..."
Bai Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured softly.
Once he gains power, none of these people will be able to escape.
Yan Dewang is the restaurant owner's name.
He never expected that his usually amiable boss would do such a thing.
What he hated most was that Yan Dewang knew his situation very well and knew that he had a child in China who needed money to save his life.
To try and steal his life-saving money under such circumstances is simply outrageous.
...
During the waiting period before the time travel cooldown, to avoid any accidents, he didn't go anywhere except to send money to his son once.
They ate, drank, and relieved themselves all in the metal shipping container. Even when they went out to empty their excrement, they carried a submachine gun with them.
that's it.
I waited until the system notification sounded.
[Gate 1's cooldown period is over!]
Bai Chen's spirits lifted.
They immediately started tidying it up.
Stun batons, tactical vests, submachine guns, pistols, magazines, glass beads, glass cups... and the life-saving drug pirfenidone.
I checked the stun gun; the battery indicator showed it was fully charged. When I pressed the switch, it made a "buzzing" sound.
Bai Chen was finally relieved.
I glanced at the time; it was exactly 12 noon.
"Pass through Gate 1."
With a whoosh, the person disappeared inside the container.
.....
Another world.
Inside a latrine on West Street in Yong'an City.
hum~
The air rippled slightly, like a drop of water falling into a calm lake, creating gentle ripples.
Bai Chen, fully armed, appeared in the outhouse.
"It seems that no matter where you travel from, the next time you travel from, you'll be back in the same place."
Bai Chen tightened his grip on the stun gun and then touched the pistol in his pocket.
Then.
He pushed open the gate to the outhouse; the rotten fence creaked open.
"Holy crap?"
As soon as Bai Chen pushed open the gate, he saw a scene that he could not believe.
Two people were standing prominently at the entrance of the outhouse.
It was the same person who had been disguised as an ordinary citizen and had been following him.
Five days!!
Five days have passed, and these two are still guarding outside the outhouse?
...
now.
The entrance to the outhouse.
Ma San and Zhao Si were also dumbfounded.
The two exchanged a glance and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
The outhouse has already been checked; there's absolutely no way anyone could be there.
But the next second, the person they were following walked out of the outhouse.
Could it be...?
The two were terrified. Had they seen a ghost in broad daylight?
Run!
Almost instantly, the two took off running, and in two different directions.
"Where are you going!"
Bai Chen casually chased after one of the people, his thumb already pressing the switch on the stun gun.
Unfortunately.
His pulmonary fibrosis had already severely reduced his physical strength, and the addition of pirfenidone, which suppressed lung activity, made strenuous exercise even more impossible for him.
They could only watch helplessly as the two ran away.
"Phew~"
Bai Chen bent his knees, supported himself with his arms, and gasped for breath.
My lungs, which were originally calm, felt as if they were placed on a hot stove, and a violent burning pain swept over me.
Never mind, my life is more important.
Let's find a horse-drawn carriage first and go to Qingyun Mountain, which is two hundred miles away.
...
On the way to the car dealership.
Bai Chen paid attention to the conversations of the people around him, and his heart was filled with shock.
The time flow since he traveled back in time... was less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
that is,
Five days had passed for him in the real world, while less than an incense stick's time had passed on his side in the other world.
What's going on?
Bai Chen was a little confused.
The results were completely different from those he obtained when he tested it with his phone before.
During his last time travel, he spent more than half an hour in the other world, while less than a minute had passed in the real world.
At this moment, the situation is reversed. Five days have passed in the real world, but less than an incense stick has burned in the other world.
suddenly.
Bai Chen's heart stirred.
Could it be that there is no fixed time flow ratio between this World 1 and the real world?
The specific flow of time depends on where he is.
If you were in another world, time in the real world would almost stand still.
If I were in the real world, things in the other world would come to a standstill.
No wonder the two people who had been following me were still waiting outside the outhouse after I traveled back in time.
"I'll buy another phone next time I go back, one for the real world and one for this other world."
Bai Chen pondered to himself.
If specific data can be obtained, then there is much more room for maneuver.
...
Bai Chen pondered as he walked.
Before long, they arrived at a local car dealership in Yong'an City.