At the moment before dawn, a little wandering Teddy was in the garbage dump, looking for food in a corner of the city.

Occasionally, it would raise its head and observe the darkness around it vigilantly, but there was nothing unusual around it except a homeless man wrapped in a shabby coat sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and a spherical lightning suddenly appeared next to the garbage dump. Little Teddy screamed in horror, but in just one second, an invisible hand seemed to stretch out from nothingness and strangle its throat.

Then, a black lightning bolt rushed into the little Teddy's body. It seemed to have had some disease. The body suddenly spasmed violently and twisted in various ways. It was not until the eyes shrouded in the darkness were covered by a strange color that everything returned to normal.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

As if complaining, the little Teddy screamed, very unwilling to accept it.

"You have to thank me if you can pass the safety net of the 18th layer of data hell without leaving any traces."

A somewhat hoarse and low voice sounded. The homeless man who was sleeping soundly in the alley stood up at some point. He looked at himself curiously. Under his thick and dirty beard, his big mouth cracked, revealing his black and yellow teeth, like a demon coming.

"Woof...Woof, I don't understand." Little Teddy spoke, and she was in a faceless voice.

"There is nothing to be understood. The 18th layer of data hell is like this. We need to find out the rules, logic, and secrets that operate in it."

Tang Yizhou said casually, and picked up a smelly packaging bag from the garbage dump, picked up the faceless little Teddy, and walked towards the brighter street with a big swagger. He was not here to be a homeless man.

"Woom!" Two faceless protests.

Tang Yizhou, regardless of him or around him, and even did not pay attention to whether there was any surveillance on both sides of the street, went straight to a shop that seemed to sell clothing, and grinned, then pulled out a ten-centimeter-long thin iron wire from his messy hair, poked at the extremely high-end security door. After a few seconds, the security door opened.

"Woof!" Wumeng said that this skill is a bit outstanding.

Walking into the store, Tang Yizhou looked for a set of clothes that suited him slightly, gestured to him, and then put them down again. The next second, a silver data stream passed by him. In a blink of an eye, a set of identical clothes appeared on him.

Then he returned the same way and closed the security door again, as if nothing was there.

"Wang, what are you doing?" Wumeng was puzzled.

"Everything in this world is generated by data. You can understand it this way. From a universe to a stone, it has its own independent data codes. My trace of time is very important. It can only block the data codes of you and me occupying the homeless and stray dogs. Others are not easy. Before you understand the operating rules of the world, you can save a little bit."

"Of course, maybe my judgment is wrong, but it doesn't matter, we're starting out smoothly now."

Tang Yizhou explained patiently that it was not because of his good mood, but because he fooled him. This guy was not a Teddy who was powerless. He still had the ability to destroy it. So in this case, both parties as partners need to maintain meticulous communication at any time to prevent any misunderstandings.

I followed the street aimlessly, but all the information I passed along the way would be received by Tang Yizhou and used the power of the 18th level deduction to analyze and record.

So, after a few minutes, his expression became very interesting.

“October 7, 2029, Fein City?”

"Is this data hell repeating history? Or is it stimulating those fragmented souls in this way?"

"Why did I appear in this plot again? Is it because I showed some clues, or is it because this plot is extensive?"

Tang Yizhou thought quickly in his mind, then gradually slowed down, turned into another street, crossed two more streets along this street, then turned into a secondary street again, and finally stopped in front of a fifteen-story building.

If his deduction results are correct, on the third underground floor of this Smith Building, it is Zhang Xin’s archery club.

However, in another 365 days, it will be the time when the mechanical virus is released on this planet, and history will repeat itself here.

But it brings not the joy of reunion after a long separation, but the despair of infinite repetition and infinite reincarnation.

This is the most terrifying part of the data hell, and the cycle of reincarnation that cannot be jumped out no matter how you jump.

"This time, you understand, struggle is meaningless." Wumeng suddenly spoke, "I fell in like this. These plots are like circles after circle. You thought you broke free, but you ran and struggled desperately, but in the end they finally made a big circle and returned to the starting point."

"Big traps and small circles are connected to each other and connected to each other. No matter how you crack them, they will eventually be a circle. The only way out is to use force to break the method, but it is not possible to do without sufficient strength. I could only break the fifteenth level of data hell in one fell swoop, but that still has no meaning unless the Lord of Weird or your Lord of Time takes action, but they won't take action, and they are also afraid that they will fall into it and cannot get out."

After Wumeng finished speaking, he found a comfortable position to continue lying down. Anyway, he gave up.

Tang Yizhou didn't reply, but stood under a big tree next to the road, quietly looking at the Smith Building opposite until it was bright and until the road became prosperous again, at about 8 o'clock.

He threw Faceless into the trash can, put his hands on his face, and his head, and he instantly became energetic. Then he followed the crowd and entered the elevator of the building and pressed the button on the 11th floor.

A few minutes later, he appeared in front of a fat white man with big ears, smiled and handed out a dozen brand new job resumes...

After a moment, he became the security guard of this building and the kind that could be on duty that day.

After changing into a security uniform, he stood seriously at the entrance of the underground parking lot, traffic flowed in and crowded.

The people in the entire building and the people passing by the entire street were recorded and kept in archives by him, and the information of these people was constantly supplemented.

Faceless can be very desperate, but Tang Yizhou feels that he has found the right direction.

Because, in this eighteenth layer of data hell, he discovered traces of time.

This is a little detail hidden deep.

This is completely different from the other seventeen-layer data hell, and it contains time rules.

Of course, maybe this is just an illusion, but it doesn't matter. He can record carefully and observe carefully in this big and small circle. He has patience.
Chapter completed!