MTL - When Does This World Have a Blood Bar Displayed?-Chapter 1 sequence

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   Chapter 1 The prologue problem may be more complicated

   "Mr. Gu, your question may be more complicated."

  The air was filled with the faint smell of disinfectant. Sitting behind the desk, wearing a white coat, the doctor with gray temples, raised the film in his hand and looked at it, while saying this.

   Even though he was wearing a mask, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could clearly see that his brows were a little wrinkled.

   "As far as our examination is concerned, there is really nothing wrong with your body. It can even be said that you are very healthy. You don't have any sub-health conditions that most modern people have. To be honest, this is really rare."

   The doctor looked at the young man in front of him who was sitting in front of his desk with a contemplative expression. He had a handsome face and a tall and slender figure. He couldn't help but nodded secretly.

   The complexion of the skin is really very good. At a glance, you can tell that he is the kind of person who has a regular schedule, a healthy diet, and is very self-disciplined.

It's a pity that he is such a healthy guy, but he seems to be suffering from a strange disease... But he can't detect anything, and I don't know if this is really the case, or it's the other party's imagination, maybe it's mental Or psychological reasons?

   "However, although we can't detect the problem, Mr. Gu, you have such symptoms, so we are not too sure. After all, we cannot rule out the possibility that our conditions are limited..."

  The doctor retracted his gaze and restrained his thoughts. He continued to look at the film in his hand and pondered for a while, but he could only give a somewhat ambiguous statement because he was too calm.

   "If you are not at ease, we still recommend you to go to other places to review several times."

  The doctor doesn't want to play football either, mainly because he really has no way to make a conclusion, because it's hard to say this kind of thing, although it's the same thing from the test results, the other party's health is really very good, and there is no problem. However, the other party seems to have really encountered some trouble... Under such circumstances, which doctor would dare to guarantee.

   Is there any problem with one bite? It's better to be safe. When giving the inspection results, you can't be absolutely sure. Maybe you just don't have the conditions to find out?

   Honestly, this multiple-choice question is pretty easy.

   "Understood, thank you doctor."

   The young man across from him seemed to have expected this, he nodded lightly, and then stood up.

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  …

   Ten minutes later.

   Walking out of the gate of the central hospital, Gu Mo raised his head and glanced at the sun that had no heat in the sky, and then habitually moved two steps to the shadow on the side.

It is midsummer now, although he came very early, the sun was rising early in the morning, the sun was so gentle that it seemed that there was no heat at all, and the summer heat and heat waves were not so outrageous that the Basic Law was not taught at all. It's about baking the earth and turning the city into a high-temperature steamer or something.

   But it won't last long, he's experienced with it.

Gu Mo looked back at the lobby on the first floor of the hospital, where people started to come and go, and then sighed a long time. He listened carefully to what the doctor said just now. It was indeed a very mature and stable suggestion. It gave him a feeling of "listening to your words, just like listening to your words".

   To put it simply, if this cliché is of any use, it will not be useless at all.

  —he won't come here again.

  Because this is already the third hospital to say so, and the procedures are surprisingly similar, Gu Mo doubts whether they colluded in advance. Because he always walks down with a full set of examinations, and then tells him that "the result of the examination is that he is very healthy, and there is no problem in theory"...

   However, he didn't dare to guarantee anything, so he could only suggest to him "if you're worried", "you can" go to other places to check.

From the very beginning, I found the problem and went to a normal hospital for examination and diagnosis, and then the hospital was not able to determine what was going on, so I changed to another large hospital, but it turned out that I could not determine what the problem was, and I could only suggest to go to another place to look.

   So now, at this time this morning, Gu Mo appeared here.

The city he lives in can be considered a big city, and the level of the city hospitals is not to be said. Even if it is not the top one, it is not second-rate or third-rate. .

   Even if there is any problem with him at all, whether there is really a problem, this most basic requirement cannot be checked.

Although I have a faint hunch, because I have the experience of the last two times, I am not too hopeful this time, but to say that I have no idea, it is naturally impossible, Gu Mo is still somewhat disappointed... Or It should be said that anxiety is even worse.

   Looking at the bill in his hand, Gu Mo sighed again, tore it into pieces, and put it in the trash can next to it. After doing this, he walked straight out and reached out to call for a taxi on the side of the road.

   Sitting in the taxi, watching the scenery outside the car window slowly backwards, at this moment, there was another buzzing sound in his ears.

  “Zizi…%¥#@&…Zizi…$#%&@…”

   It was like a noise from electrical interference, mixed with a screeching noise that seemed to be from an old-fashioned radio.

   His face was expressionless, he didn't even frown, he didn't show it at all, he just stretched out his hand and plucked out his ears casually, at the same time he took out his mobile phone with the other hand and looked down.

   Nothing new, but the time displayed on the lit screen is what really matters.

  —07:00

   It was exactly seven o'clock in the morning, which is really a time period that belongs to the early morning. It can be said that it was still before dawn, and Gu Mo had already taken a taxi to register and queue up.

time is limited…

   Today is running out of time…

Although it was still early, Gu Mo couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart. He quickly calculated the time he had left for the day, then raised his head and patted the driver's seat in front of him. back.

   "Master, please drive faster, I'm in a hurry, thank you."

"okay."

The driver replied graciously, but after nearly half a minute, the driving vehicle still maintained a stable appearance, just moving forward on the highway at a stable speed, and it seemed that there was no preparation for acceleration. Intend.

  “…”

  “…”

okay? You are so lonely.

  Gu Mo twitched the corners of his mouth, but didn't say anything.

   Forget it, anyway, there is still nearly an hour, it should be enough to go home by myself, don’t worry about sleeping directly in the car. As long as there is no traffic jam, there will be no problem...

   He turned his head and continued to look at the scenery outside the window, comforting himself like this, but his heart became more and more anxious and depressed.

   About a week ago, I had some serious problems.

Gu Mo remembered that night when he was still in the dark with his friends, it was exactly twelve o'clock in the morning, probably at the moment when the new day arrived, he suddenly heard a harsh noise from the headset, like an electric current. In passing, it seems that the signal is not good, and the voice channel is interfered.

   At that time, his first reaction was that the headset suddenly leaked electricity, but he was startled on the spot and ripped off the headset.

   And after the sound disappeared, I dared not use that headset again.

After that, the situation became very bizarre, because basically every hour, he would hear a strange murmur, a very accurate period, every sixty minutes, with the whole point as an interval, no more, no less.

   He realized that something was wrong with him, but he didn't have time to do anything. At eight o'clock in the morning, he bluntly lost consciousness.

   Then, it was not until twelve o'clock in the morning that he woke up again.

   For the next week, this process has been repeated all the time. Gu Mo has to sleep for 16 hours every day, and only 8 hours is awake. And they all woke up at twelve o'clock in the morning, and at eight in the morning, they lost consciousness on time.

What's more, between twelve o'clock in the morning and eight in the morning, every hour, Gu Mo would hear that noise like the humming of electric current. It was a sound that only he could hear, as if it was It sounded directly in the depths of the mind, like a set of neural reflexes hitting and stroking in various parts of the cerebral cortex.

   Of course, no one will accept this situation calmly.

The same is true for Gu Mo. He also thinks that there may be something wrong with his body, maybe it is a central neuropathy or something, so he has been running back and forth between the hospitals during this time, but unfortunately, no matter which one The hospital has not been able to reassure him.

   Remembering the same conclusion given by every hospital, he didn't know what to say.

  The air in the taxi was a little dull, and the driver tried to tell a few jokes at first, but because the passengers were not in the mood to respond, they soon became quiet, and the time passed minute by minute.

   Eventually, the car stopped in front of a residential area.

   "No need to look for the master."

   "Okay, thank you."

Gu Mo waved his hand in annoyed mood. He didn't care about the change, so he turned around and left, but at this moment, he saw a red suddenly appear on the top of the taxi driver's head. a strange...

thing?

then what?

   Gu Mo was a little unsure whether he was wrong.

   "Teacher..."

Before he could make a sound to stop him, he just reached out his hand subconsciously and watched helplessly as the driver stepped on the accelerator, and the vehicle had already traveled a long distance, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared directly into the street ahead corner.

   Probably just got used to the slow speed of the taxi, and now seeing such a fast departure, Gu Mo couldn't react for a while, and stood there in a daze.

   I just got out of the way a little bit faster, and then it was grinding and chirping. Why is it so fast now? Is it because the neural reflex arc is too long, it takes so long to react?

   He pondered for a while, and then looked around again. It was probably still early. There were no people in the community, and the downstairs was quiet and empty. Gu Mo hesitated for a moment, then raised his phone and looked at the current time.

  —07:49

  屮! Running out of time!

   His face turned dark, he decisively forgot what happened just now, turned around and walked quickly into the community.

He went upstairs quickly, opened the door and entered the house, ate something at the fastest speed, and then checked the electrical doors and windows of the house. Basically, the rest of the time has entered the countdown... And he also came to his bedroom , lying on the bed in the most comfortable position.

   After all, he has figured out the pattern after a week, so he naturally knows what he should do now.

  Time passed by second by second. The time displayed on the mobile phone just skipped the last second. At the exact moment of eight o'clock, Gu Mo unexpectedly heard the strange noise ringing on time.

   In the next second, as if unreasonable drowsiness surged, he directly lost all perception of the outside world, and the whole world was moving away from him.

And in his unconscious mind, the seemingly meaningless pure noise still reverberated in his nerves, mixed with the interference of electric current, the sizzling sound was extremely harsh, but just as the rustling noise rolled over At the same time, there are fragmented fragments that gradually become clear.

   It's like an old radio is tuning the frequency a little bit. Although the interference is still serious, it is gradually able to discern a little useful information.

"Zizi...In order to protect...Zizi...'s physical and mental health, users under the age of 18 will be restricted by the anti-addiction system. Today...you have been online for 8 hours, forcibly offline...restricted login...please complete it as soon as possible...zi Zi... real-name authentication..."

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   (PS: New book for newcomers, a lot of advice)

   (end of this chapter)