"It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that you can't avoid... It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a disaster that you can't avoid..."

While chanting, Franka came into contact with the gray mist and penetrated it.

Soon, her feet stepped on the soft clouds, and her whole body was suddenly filled with shock, sadness, despair and pain.

She knew that this was not actually her inner feeling, but the strong emotions permeating the area that enveloped her and eroded into her soul, making her feel as if she had been contaminated.

Immediately afterwards, Franka saw a vague and brilliant light door stained with a little blue and black. The light door seemed to be composed of countless light balls layered on top of each other, and each light ball seemed to be alive.

Slowly moving, some are transparent and some are translucent.

Franka also saw thin black lines hanging from the light door, hanging almost transparent and invisible "cocoons" one after another.

Those "cocoons" were blown by the wind from nowhere, swaying gently and turning sometimes.

Franka carefully identified them for a while and found that different people were wrapped in different "cocoons". There were black people, yellow people, white people, some wearing jeans, some wearing bright and gorgeous clothes, and some wearing two-dimensional clothes.

, some were holding mobile phones, and they all closed their eyes tightly, as if they were not completely dead yet.

This is very similar to the first psychological shadow we encountered in the corridor, except that there was no light door or "cocoon" before... Franka, who continued to be eroded by the surrounding emotions, suddenly thought of Huang Jiajia, Ainana and others.

The suspended hall was filled with both enlightenment and confusion.

She looked carefully for a while and noticed that three "cocoons" were empty. They had cracked and the people inside were missing.

"Is this being sent out?

"Where was it sent?"

Franca was wary of possible details and instinctively moved a few steps to the side.

Another invisible wind blew by, and those "cocoons" swayed again, and some of them turned towards Franka.

Franka glanced around and her pupils suddenly dilated.

She saw a familiar figure.

It was a man standing upright in a transparent "cocoon", his head slightly lowered, and his clothes belonged to the second generation protagonist of "Assassin's Creed".

That's herself!

That was him before time travel!
Chapter completed!