Area C7

External office area - Second conference room

This is a conference room the size of a basketball court. Outside the window, there are tall buildings and clear sky, and occasionally you can hear the sound of cars outside.

The entire C7 area is located underground, so these are naturally fake.

As the eye and ear department of District C7, when you get important information, you will discuss it in the conference room of the external office. According to the seriousness of the situation, it is divided into one to five conference rooms.

For some reason, the second conference room, which is usually deserted, is full of senior figures from the C7 area.

Generally speaking, the fifth and fourth conference rooms are usually enabled. When a new oftum is discovered, the third conference room will be enabled. This time, the second conference room is actually enabled. For example, people can imagine if something is wrong.

"What happened?" Outside the door, two members of the special service team equipped with special combat uniforms looked at each other and saw the doubts and confusion in the other party's eyes. They discovered a high-risk new oftum? The atmosphere is not similar...

The conference room was very noisy. These 05 and 06 people who usually don’t see their heads and tails whispered and talked a lot. They were also not sure what happened.

There are people from all departments here, including external offices, disaster handling offices, three major laboratories, and internal service teams.

Lin Zhan sat at the front of the conference table, sitting upright and serious, as if he was a soldier-like appearance.

"Lao Lin, what happened? Can you reveal it?" The first person on the left, a thin middle-aged man spoke. Compared to Lin Zhan's heavyness, he gave people the feeling that he was showing his sharpness. He sat in that sword that was unsheathed.

He is the deputy leader of the Disaster Response Office in District C7, 06 Orange.

"They will arrive soon." Lin Zhan said. After that, no matter how everyone asked, he kept silent. He was this silent temperament, and everyone got used to it.

"Please show your ID." The guard's voice came from outside the door. A few seconds later, the door of the conference room was pushed open. Wang Yao and Zhang Qing appeared at the door.

"Is he... Wang Yao?" Some people who observed Wang Yao in the affiliated configuration room that day recognized him. "Is it related to him this time? Although special abilities are important, they should not open the second conference room for this.

"It has something to do with him, but it's not what you think." Lin Zhan said. "Wang Yao, tell me the matter."

"Yes." Wang Yao nodded at him and looked around.

“Something happened to me.”

...

"Is there any proof?" Wang Yao saw the first thin man on Lin Zhan's left hand stand up and walked over.

Wang Yao's eyes suddenly changed, and he subconsciously took a step back half a step, arched slightly, and acted as if he was about to attack at any time. Wang Yao and the thin man were both stunned. The former immediately returned to normal, while the latter immediately retracted his momentum.

Wang Yao has always sneered at things like "momentum". How could such things in novels really exist? But when this man came, Wang Yao felt a great pressure. It seemed that he would be attacked like a storm in the next second, and his body subconsciously made attacks.

It is worth noting that this is very similar to the prelude of the attack of the licker. The body is slightly lowered and the head is leaned back.

Yes. Lei Yizhou secretly exclaimed and reacted keenly.

"Prove..." Wang Yao was stunned. He missed this.

"Then please forgive us for not believing you. You know, if what you say is true, things will be quite tricky. We will investigate it because of this, but will not fully operate the entire organization of the oftum."

Lei Yizhou was aggressive and stared at Wang Yao for a few seconds before continuing: "67, I was thinking about this number just now. If what you said is true, then 'tomorrow'."

He bit the accent of the word tomorrow.

"Tell us this number."

...

After an experience, Wang Yao was not as restricted as before. After saying everything, Wang Yao said: "Just yesterday, all of this happened."

"You ask me later, is there any proof?"

Lei Yizhou nodded: "Very good, that's what I said "yesterday", how do you prove it?"

"I know everything that happened from now on." Wang Yao added: "I made up for it specifically and watched the news for a day yesterday."

In the next ten minutes, Wang Yao told me a lot about all the news he had memorized.

Many people in the conference room pressed their watches, as if they were verifying the authenticity.

"Maybe it's possible. Why not do that? I'll tell you a number, if you know, then 'tomorrow', tell..."

"67." Wang Yao interrupted him.

Several people familiar with Lei Yizhou thought it was not good. Lao Lei hated being interrupted the most, especially young people who were rude.

But they didn't see any unhappiness on Lei Yizhou's face. He stood there, motionless as if he had been lit with a hole.

"Old Lei." Lin Zhan stood up.

"I'm really thinking about this number in my heart." Lei Yizhou waved his hand and signaled that he was fine. His voice was a little dry: "If he doesn't know what others think, then what he said is indeed true."

"I was thinking about this number just now, 67."

The conference room suddenly became an uproar.

"Everyone." Lin Zhan knocked on the table, and after he calmed down, he stood up from his seat. "There are two possibilities for this matter at present."

"First, it was Wang Yao who changed. His body and thinking were trapped in the same day for some reason. But his memory did not."

"Are we going to create new oftum individuals?" said a 06 yellow.

"No." Lin Zhan only said one word and continued: "The second possibility is."

"We are trapped in the repetitive time and space. We keep repeating the same day and doing the same thing, and know nothing about it. Only Wang Yao keeps his memory."

The second conference room, dead silence.

"I inform the 03 Committee, we... can't handle it." A bitter sigh came from somewhere.
Chapter completed!