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Chapter 18 2.7 The Joke of Winter Time
"If shadows can survive both street lamps and roses, can they also survive lower levels of light?"

Ye Man was about to do an experiment, she followed the stairs to the dark corridor.

She cut out the sticky note lights, pasted a small piece of sticky note lights at intervals, and preset the lights to a low-volume mode.

The edge of the halo of the sticky note light just touched, and the soft halos were strung together one by one.

Ye Man returned to the living room, pointed to the stairs, and motioned for Xiao Ying to come over and try.

The little shadow saw the light inside, hesitated a little, but came over anyway.

It leaps into the aperture with one stride, then magically pokes around the edge of the aperture.

It jumped from one aperture to another, and jumped back and forth with great excitement.

At this moment, in the eyes of the little shadow, it just saw the transparent sister directly merged into the giant jelly, not only came out unimaginably intact, but also made tunnels made of round holes in the jelly.

The transparent sister is more powerful than it imagined!
He moves in and out like a child's plaything.

Ye Man looked at the happy little shadow, thinking about ways to reunite their mother and son and leave the city.

Ye Man was pondering carefully, feeling sleepy, she looked up, and it was still 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

[Day 4] 12 noon.

Ye Man woke up.

She was a little surprised to see the time on the clock, and stretched out her hand to write and draw with her finger on the "scratch book" on the mound of dirt.

The first day I came to this world was at 8 o'clock in the morning.

It was 18 o'clock in the evening when the "lights came on" that day.

Then the next day, the wake up time was 9 o'clock, and then the street lights came on at 17 o'clock in the evening.

On the third day, I woke up at 10 o'clock, and the street lights were on at 16 o'clock in the evening.

Every day I wake up an hour later than the day before, and the street lights come on an hour earlier.

According to this inference, she should have woken up at 11:12 today, but she woke up at [-]:[-] noon.

"Is this the "Winter Time Joke"?" Ye Man said to himself.

Winter time and daylight saving time are systems stipulated by countries at high latitudes on the earth to adapt to changes in the morning and evening lines.

Set the clock back 1 hour on a certain night in winter, and move the clock forward 1 hour on a certain night in summer.The total length of time in a year remains the same.

So on winter nights when winter time is adjusted, people can sleep an extra hour before getting up and working.Correspondingly, one hour of sleep will be lost during daylight saving time.

Now, the system forced Ye Man to wake up for an hour late, but the clock was not adjusted.

Isn't it a nasty joke?
Putting this matter on Ye Man is equivalent to speeding up the progress bar of leaving the city.

Calculated according to the world of the living, the fourth day was originally: 11 o'clock in the daytime and 15 o'clock in the night.

The fifth day: 12 o'clock in the daytime, 14 o'clock in the night.
Day 13: The boundary between day and night coincides at [-]:[-], and the sky will not light up, forming polar night.

All this will be changed because of this joke:
The fourth day: 12 o'clock in the daytime, 15 o'clock in the night

Day 13: 14 o'clock daytime, [-] o'clock nighttime

Day Six: ...

"Will the sixth day still exist?" Ye Man circled the sixth day on the soil layer.

She glanced at the roses.

Sure enough, two petals fell off in one breath yesterday, and now only two petals are left dying on the flower stalk, which looks full of decay.

On the fifth night at the latest, the city must be fled.

And the "joke" is more than that.

Woke up very quiet today.

Ye Man suddenly understood: "I can't receive the call!"

Before, the phone always rang when Ye Man woke up, but now because of Ye Man's "winter time sleep system", he was forced to snooze for an hour, and automatically missed the clue calls of the last two days.

What a pit! ——
Baker was always one of the first people in the city to wake up.

He kicked the rat away and happily made bread out of flour mixed with rat droppings.

After all, mouse feces are not easy to pick out, so the guest's bread is just made casually.

He always made his own bread alone, picking out the rat droppings clean and baking them.

Anyway, he is the only bread maker in the whole city.While his bread and pies were not tasty, they were not available anywhere else.

He now has a high status, not only monopolizing the bread industry, but also the most respected captain of the guard.

Having said that, he has to thank the plague.

In the original world, he was just an insignificant and even despised baker.

He has no talent for making bread. When he was an apprentice more than ten years ago, he was expelled from the school.

"It's either burnt or undercooked."

"Did you put yeast? You said you did? Why is it so hard? Is it so hard for people to eat?"

"I brought more than a dozen apprentices, and I have never seen you so bad."

"You go. Making bread is so simple that you can't learn it. You can do something else."

He leaves, but not convinced.

He came to this city and opened his own shop.

The result was not satisfactory.

People are always critical of the flavors he makes.

Some people will go outside the city to buy better bread, and then come to his shop to compare and humiliate him.

He would also be abused by tricky guests, and even children would laugh at him.

No one really respected him, and he hated the world.

However, all turning points came from that plague...

No one can leave the city anymore.

All must eat of his bread.

He felt the respect and swelled up more and more.

He found that people would eat bread with rat droppings in it without saying a word, and come to his shop to buy it the next day.

He found that he started the guard with the "Werewolf Urban Legend", and people trusted him and respected him more.

The shoemaker who originally laughed at him also came to curry favor with him, begging him to let him join the team.

He could even lure some kids to come to him simply by virtue of plain bread without rat droppings.

Among these children, his favorite is the child with aura in Schneider's family.

Does his mother, that silly woman, really think that she can get into the guard team with her ability?

It was just his preference for her son.

"I want to tell everyone that Uncle Baker is a bad uncle!" the boy said with sobs and hatred.

"You can try. Then your mother will leave the guard, and I will let her leave the city."

The boy disappeared that night.

The baker didn't pay much attention to Ms. Schneider's weeping, but only gave a symbolic comfort.

How could he not know where this boy went?
The Schneider family has a back door to leave the city.

However, only a few people know that the undead who have walked out of the Eternal Night Rose will completely disappear in this world.

People have only heard that the pure black and fluorescent "Eternal Night Rose" is called the "unknown rose" by the old people in the city.

In this way, people will not approach the ring-shaped flower field that surrounds the city, but choose to stay in the city with peace of mind.

But children, always newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

They may have a clear sense of fear of "werewolves", "beasts" and "bad guys", but they don't have a clear concept of abstract words such as "unknown", "dangerous" and "horror".

It's a pity that such a spiritual boy just disappeared.

In this regard, the baker has only a little regret and doesn't care.

After all, there are many children in the city.

until this morning.

When he opened the door, he saw a jelly-shaped "floor mat" at the door.

There are only a few pens on it, and there is a sentence written: "Otto knows what you did to the tailor's family."

(End of this chapter)