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Chapter 3 Critical Institute

Chapter 3 Critical Station

Author: Name is occupied

Chapter 3 Critical Station

Jiangbei had a very strange dream.

In the dream, everything was normal at first, just like any ordinary day in his uneventful life. He finished his day's work, went to Lao Chang's store to buy some daily necessities and then went home.

Until I suddenly met a lunatic in a white suit in the middle of the night, and without saying a word, I started to rip my heart out with him.

The physical kind.

Then he woke up with a fright.

Jiang Bei woke up in a cold sweat, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. Then he let out a sigh of relief when he realized that it was a dream. Anyway, the feeling of this dream was so real that for a moment he really thought

I'm about to burp.

I just downloaded more than 30 gigabytes of study materials from the hard drive last night. I didn’t even have time to appreciate them, and I didn’t even delete the browsing history. It’s really a shame to die like this.

Jiang Bei, who came back to his senses, took a closer look at the situation in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

strange ceiling

No, everything from the ceiling to the walls, doors and windows is strange.

A room full of science fiction, with the walls covered with silver-white metal. It didn't take him long to realize that he was in a queue. There were all kinds of people in front and behind the queue, including men, women, old and young. The queue stretched to the front.

There is a counter, and behind the counter sits a polite clerk.

There is a sign hanging above: "Decedent's Registration Office."

At the stall where he was still confused, a melodious and gentle female voice came from the side: "Hello to all the new deceased~"

Jiang Bei was startled, and subconsciously listened to the sound, and soon realized that the sound came from a speaker hanging in the corner of the room.

"I'm sure many of you are wondering, what happened?

Please don't be panic or nervous, the thing is actually very simple - you are dead."

Jiangbei:???

"Yes, since you have come to the critical site, it means that you are dead. People who unfortunately died in this world will come here." The female voice on the radio was still speaking, her voice was gentle and pleasant, "The next part is very important to you.

It is very important and will determine your future direction.

Please follow the instructions of the staff to receive the number plate, and do not push or crowd. The critical station will be committed to providing you with the best quality and efficient service."

High-quality and efficient reincarnation service, right?

Jiangbei vaguely seemed to realize it.

No, that was not a dream. It was my own memory, what really happened not long ago.

He is already dead.

The moment he realized this, he suddenly felt a huge sense of emptiness sweeping over him, almost swallowing him whole.

Judging from the current situation, this may be a place similar to the underworld in people's traditional imagination. However, the style of painting is very different from Jiangbei's past imagination.

There are no ten palaces of hell, no black and white impermanent bull heads and horse faces, and it is not as dark and depressing as in the TV series. The whole place feels more like a citizen's home to Jiangbei.

Maybe times have really changed, and even the underworld has access to WiFi. Jiangbei automatically imagined the scene of Lord Yama comfortably crossing his legs in a swivel seat, holding his mobile phone and playing games with a group of primary school students. Maybe he was even trapped in the queue.

When forcing a teammate, he would blush and shout in his voice, "When you are done, I will immediately cross you off the book of life and death along the network cable."

He felt a little cold, and then quickly realized that his heart, which had been working diligently for twenty years, seemed to have finally stopped. The blood in his blood vessels also stopped flowing, and every organ and cell in his body was lifeless.

Only then did Jiang Bei realize that he had never noticed the heartbeat or the flow of blood in the past twenty years, but now that he thought about it, maybe it was because he had become accustomed to it. It was only now that he had lost these that he realized how disturbing it was.

Uncomfortable.

People are always like this, they have to wait until they are lost to realize the preciousness of things. Life itself is a miracle that lasts for decades, but only the passing moments will highlight its value.

Jiang Bei suddenly felt discouraged. He followed the queue like a machine, and he didn't know how he took the number plate from the clerk's hand. He casually stuffed the number plate into something on his body without even looking at it.

in the pocket.

What does it matter? He is already dead.

That huge, cold feeling of emptiness reminded him all the time that he was just a walking corpse that had lost its vitality. For a moment, he felt as if everything no longer mattered.

"Please show your number plate."

He didn't know when he had arrived at a door, or it was more like a customs security gate than a door. Several gates were placed side by side with service windows, and behind each window was a gentle clerk.

"Please wait a moment, we are checking your bank value." The clerk took the number plate and started tapping in front of his computer-like device.

"Uh, what's it worth?" Jiang Bei asked.

"The inventory value is a statistical method that reflects your current value." The clerk explained while operating, "It determines your future destination.

If your library value is very rare and is higher than 51200, then congratulations, you will be qualified to enter the 'Utopia'."

Jiang Bei was a little dazed when he heard it. He had an impression of the term Utopia, which seemed to be from the work of the Greek philosopher Plato. But here it sounded more like the concept of paradise in mythology.

It was the value of 51200 that made people feel a little subtle. This made him feel that the painting style of this underworld was a little weird, and he even began to wonder whether God, the old man, was also his colleague, or even...

Well, it's still a Mediterranean.

But there was a more important question than this Jiangbei. He asked carefully: "What if the library value does not meet the standard?"

"Then if your bank value is at least 1024, you can still participate in the lottery." The clerk said politely.

Jiangbei: "."

Jiang Bei was depressed. When he was alive, he had to be lotteryd to go to school, to buy a car, and to buy a house. However, he had a dark face and always failed in every lottery. He had never been lucky enough in his life.

You say that once you die, you will be done with it. Who would have thought that after death, you would need to have a lottery to reincarnate?

Jiangbei suddenly felt a little depressed.

"Are the chances of winning the lottery high?"

"It's not very big. But don't worry, it has nothing to do with you." The clerk smiled, "I just found your current bank value, 899. It seems that you don't have to worry about the lottery problem."

"Then what will happen if the lottery doesn't work?"

"You will be put back into the world again and get a chance to live another life." The clerk did not stop doing his business while speaking, "I have already handled the rebirth business for you.

The race you drew this time is the spotted hyena."

Jiangbei: "."

Jiangbei:(⊿)

"Wait, what did you say!?" Jiang Bei couldn't believe it.

"Oh, that's it."

The clerk waved his hand, and a picture appeared out of thin air in front of Jiang Bei's eyes. The picture showed a jumping hyena with towering shoulders, short and thick brown hair, and irregular dark spots all over its body.

"Very cute, right?" The clerk smiled and adjusted his glasses.

Your sister is so cute!

Jiang Bei suppressed the urge to slap him, and an idea immediately emerged in his heart.

impossible.

Even if I, Mr. Jiang, jumped from here and went to the eighteenth level of hell, with my soul scattered to ashes and smoke, I would never accept to become this thing!

"impossible!"

Jiang Bei was startled by a loud roar. Looking around, he turned out to be a man doing business at the window next door. The man had a heavy back and a scar on his waist. He looked like a typical social man who was not easy to mess with.

"Alligator? Tell labor and management to become alligators? How come you don't change!?" Social Brother yelled at the clerk behind the window, "Labour and management were not afraid of anyone when they were alive, and they will not be afraid of anyone dead.

If you think you can scare me like this?"

The clerk smiled and clicked on the keyboard in front of him. The next moment, Scarface screamed in horror and his whole body decomposed. His skin, flesh, tissue, bones, and organs seemed to be corroded by strong acid, and his whole body seemed to be corroded by strong acid.

The water flow of data dissipated in the air.

It was as if it had been directly deleted by some kind of program that controlled the laws of heaven and earth.

Jiang Bei felt his hair standing on end after witnessing this scene, and his heartbeat that had ceased to exist seemed to start racing again.

"Sir?" The voice of the clerk in front of him made Jiang Bei come back to his senses. But seeing the standard professional smiles of these guys now only made his hair stand on end.

"Ah yes, it's quite cute, haha." Jiang Bei said sincerely.

A good man will not suffer immediate losses, and a good ghost will not suffer immediate losses. Being reasonable cannot be called cowardice, but tactical detours.

"But it doesn't seem to be suitable for me. Can I change it?" Jiang Bei asked.

"Hello, we can't." The clerk smiled, "Now please move to the living delivery center and continue to handle follow-up business."

"Be accommodating, brother, no matter what, hyenas are really..."

Jiang Bei once thought that maybe he should give this man a pack of cigarettes or something, but he soon realized that he had nothing as a bachelor now. The only thing he could sell was his body, and it was still dead, and he would probably be rejected.

When a person dies, there is nothing left.

"I'm sorry, sir, but rules are rules. Now, please move to the living delivery center. If you continue to hinder business processing, then according to the regulations, I will have to carry out the deletion process."

As he spoke, he already typed several times on the keyboard.

Jiang Bei thought of the tragic situation of the "deleted" social brother just now, and hurriedly raised his hands: "Okay, buddy, I'm just asking, don't be nervous."

These people control life, death and reincarnation, and can erase a soul with just a move of their fingers. Whatever they say, it is what it is. It's a done deal, irreversible.

Jiang Bei felt that even when he was alive, his steps had never been as heavy as they were now. Every step seemed to be carrying a thousand pounds of weight as he trudged towards the destined other shore.

A spotted hyena.

Although he had shouted slogans like "Life is worse than an accelerating pig, death is worse than a scissor dog" when he was a junior in middle school, but after all, it was just for fun. Who would really want to become a dog?

Looking back now, I suddenly feel that this life is quite worthless. I sacrificed my childhood in elementary school in order to get into a better middle school. In middle school, I worked early and late in the morning in order to get into a better university. I worked diligently in college for a few years and then worked in a factory as a code clerk.

farmer

Looking back, it seems like he has been living for the future all his life. He always thinks that the hardships he endures now are investments for the future, but suddenly he has no future.

In fact, there are still so many things he wants to do that he hasn't done yet, and so many things he wants to eat that he hasn't eaten yet. There are hundreds of discounted games in his inventory that he hasn't even downloaded, and there are dozens of other games he wants to play on the list.

Watching movies that you never get around to enjoying

But it's too late to say anything now.

boom.

Jiang Bei staggered and almost fell down. Whether it was an illusion or not, he felt as if the whole space was shaken.

Rumble.

The second blow. This time he was convinced that it was not an illusion, and it was more violent than the previous one. Jiang Bei sat down on the ground, feeling that the whole floor was shaking under him. The unknown light source in the large room seemed to be affected as well.

The effect made the whole room flicker.

Why are you so fat?

Jiang Bei turned his head in confusion and found that the entire critical center seemed to have suddenly become a mess. The clerks who were all calm and business-like before were now like crazy, shouting at the top of their lungs.

Call.

"The 'Sea of ​​Time' has been breached!"

"Impossible! The 'Sea of ​​Time' is a realm where time, space and life are meaningless. Nothing can"

"It's the 'Transcendent'!" Someone shouted hysterically, "Call the director! Inform the director quickly."

"It's too late, she's already here"

boom!

All the lights went out, and the critical site shook violently again. This made Jiangbei feel like he was in a birdcage being played with by a cat's paws.

So far, the impression this threshold has given him is roughly like that of the underworld. So who or what can make the civil servants of the underworld panic like this? Monkey?

Another shock, this time a door was forcibly opened. No, there was no door in this space at all. Those who lived in the critical place were all dead people, and the dead should die obediently, so this space never returned from the beginning.

The entrance to the present world.

But now, the entrance has appeared. It is as if a door has been opened out of thin air, and then blasted open by someone from the outside with unimaginable brute force.

Jiang Bei felt a beam of light coming in, passing through the crowd, like lightning breaking through the dark clouds, shining straight on him.

In fact, at the previous second, Jiang Bei felt that he had accepted the reality that he was about to become an African hyena. The great sadness and depression, as well as the unprecedented attachment to the life that once made him boring, turned into a desperate net.

He engulfed.

Now a second later, the angel appears.

She broke through the door and rushed into hell, and the blurred afterimage seemed to rush in by the light. Jiang Bei felt his arm being grabbed by someone, and his whole body was pulled up from the ground.

For a moment, he suddenly felt that it was lucky that he was dead, otherwise the air in his lungs would have been squeezed dry by now.

He heard a clerk exclaiming nearby, and seemed to see someone running towards him. But they obviously couldn't catch up, because the angel dragging Jiang Bei was flying too fast, maybe faster than light.

Jiang Bei watched the people around him and the room shrink rapidly in his field of vision, until he flew out of the critical area, as if he had plunged into an ocean.

A liquid as salty and wet as sea water poured into his mouth and nose unexpectedly. Before Jiang Bei could react, he took a big gulp. He had penetrated the water in the blink of an eye at the speed of light, and smashed into pieces with a "clang".

A glass curtain wall was built. The debris scattered around him like a rain of flowers all over the sky, and the seven colors of light reflected intertwined into a rainbow curtain.

What came into view next was a kaleidoscope. Countless mirror images were stacked and intertwined to form a complicated space, which tortured his eyeballs. Another light speed passed through, followed by pitch black, as if it was an abyss composed of all the sins in the world. There was no light, no temperature, only

Falling eternally in endless despair, just like Lucifer falling from heaven for nine days and nine nights

Everything seems to be just a snap of the fingers, and it seems as long as eternity.

Finally Jiang Bei screamed and opened his eyes on the bed in the bedroom of his apartment.

Then he was stunned.

He felt sweet and soft.

From the girl who is riding on him.

Almond eyes and peach cheeks, as white as dreamy snow, and blond hair that reaches her hips, she is looking at Jiangbei curiously.

Before Jiangbei's downed brain had time to figure out what the solution was, she spoke.

She held her stomach, tilted her head and said, "I'm hungry, I want to eat."

(End of chapter)


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