For a moment, Yang Yi seemed to have returned to his previous nightmare, repeating the cycle again and again, killing himself again and again, but unable to escape.
Like a tied prisoner, he can only watch helplessly as the instruments of torture fall on his body, but there is nothing he can do about it.
It's just that in the dream, he forgot himself and the past, and now his consciousness is very clear.
enough!
“Only by breaking this cycle can we save ourselves!”
Nervousness, fear and other negative emotions were blocked again, and Yang Yi became sober as never before.
According to normal development, the person on the opposite side will come towards me, but he will retreat because of nervousness and fear.
If he really wants to do this, the latter will enter here and, like him, will be trapped in an eternal loop with no way to escape.
Therefore, there is only one way to break the current situation, and that is...to face the difficulties and break the inherent rhythm of the development of the situation.
While he was thinking about it, he saw that the person opposite him was indeed the same as in his memory, striding towards him.
The movements and manners are all exactly the same, but the identities have been reversed. The person in the mirror has gone out, and the person outside the mirror has come in!
Resisting the urge to retreat, Yang Yi stood there and stared at himself as he came forward.
The person on the other side didn't seem to expect him to be so calm, and showed a trace of panic, but finally stretched out his palm.
"Just let me see if you are really..."
Yang Yi also stretched out his hand.
Since he can pass through and follow the time loop, he will definitely be able to touch the opponent's palm, and at worst, he will kill him again!
Perhaps, after killing people, the cycle will truly end.
call!
The two palms stretched out at the same time, and they touched each other in the blink of an eye. Yang Yi immediately felt a warmth coming from the other's palm, as if there was real life.
Just as he was about to pull him over and kill him, he saw the figures of himself and the opponent, as if neutralized by acid and alkali, evaporating like mist at the same time, and quickly blending with the arm as the center.
Immediately, his vision began to blur, his whole body lost control, and he could no longer break free.
Bang!
The sound of landing sounded, and his vision became clear again. He hurriedly stood up and touched his body anxiously. His body was intact, but the shadow opposite him, whether dead or swallowed, had disappeared!
I breathed a sigh of relief and realized that I was no longer in the room, but in a special space. It was not like inside the mirror, not like reality, and I didn't even know if it was on the earth.
In front of you is a huge building, magnificent, with mirrors arranged in special rules up and down, left and right, giving people the illusion of transcending time and space.
I counted it, no more, no less, exactly 1,080 yuan.
Walking forward, a huge plaque appeared in sight.
Five big characters, iron paintings with silver hooks, dancing dragons and phoenixes - Mirror Management Bureau!
Each one has a special charm, is elegant and beautiful, and gives people visual enjoyment. It is countless times more beautiful than the works of the most powerful calligraphers.
"Management?" Yang Yi frowned.
The mirror in the sky is so huge that scientists all over the world cannot understand it. How can it be managed?
Turning around and looking around, there were couplets on both sides of the door.
First couplet: Don’t be too crazy about right and wrong.
Second line: After all, you are still the person in the mirror!
It's neither neat nor rhyming.
After reading it for a while...well, I didn't understand what it meant.
Yang Yi's Chinese scores are very average.
never mind.
Turning back, I realized that I could still see my residence, and my shoes and sofa were still where they were... However, my back was no longer there, and the time had reached two o'clock, and I was still moving forward slowly.
It seems...the time loop has indeed been broken.
Looking forward again, behind the building, it seemed that it was still his room. At this time, he seemed to be caught between the mirror image and reality.
And within this gap, stands a huge "Mirror Management Bureau".
I don’t know why it appears here and what it means. Now that I’m here, I have to go and take a look.
He raised his feet and walked toward the palace, stretched out his hands, and exerted all his strength. The door made an old "squeak!" sound and was slowly pushed open.
What comes into view are two huge screens, with the words "Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization, Harmony, Freedom and Equality" engraved on the left.
Engraved on the right: "Justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness."
Totally positive energy.
There is a long table in the middle, similar to a conference room, with one seat in the middle and four on each side.
The appearance and layout are about seven or eight times similar to the conference room of the Earth Police Department.
After turning around, there was nothing, so I continued moving forward.
Not far from the corridor, there is a small room with the words "Trainee Police Room" written on it. Push the door and enter. It is about ten square meters. It is very narrow. There is a small table and chairs in the middle.
The police uniform is hanging on the hanger in the corner.
There was a mirror placed flat against the wall. There was no reflection of myself, and I could only see the tables and chairs in the room.
It seems that it is neither in reality nor in the mirror... The so-called mirror has lost its original function.
Walking towards the police uniform, there was a name tag hanging on the chest of the police officer with the words "trainee police officer" written on it.
After observing for a while, he found that he was getting more and more confused. Yang Yi couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
The fingertips hurt, as if they had been pricked by something, and blood dripped on them. The next moment, a light flashed, and the police uniform in front of him suddenly disappeared and appeared on his body, slowly blending into the skin and hiding under the clothes.
As if being induced, the mirror in front of him buzzed, and a series of bright red fonts appeared, like blood stains:
Welcome to become the Mirror Bureau, the first trainee police officer!
Name: Yang Yi.
Age 18.
Identity: trainee police officer.
Props: A set of low-level police uniforms. (Note: You can enter and exit the bureau freely, no defense, no strength bonus.)
Special abilities: None.
Yang Yi was stunned.
What the hell?
What is a trainee police officer?
And what happened to the first one?
Could it be that he was the first one to enter this so-called "Mirror Management Bureau"?
So... what are the conditions for entry?
1080 nightmares that won’t die?
Or is it a real touch with one’s own mirror image?
Just when I was full of strangeness and at a loss, I saw the mirror in front of me suddenly flashing rapidly, and then, a familiar figure slowly appeared on it.
My deskmate, Zhang Zhen.
At this time, he was holding the frame of the mirror with both hands, his eyes were cold, and his huge forehead kept looking out, as if he would crawl out of it at any time.