Chapter 63: He died long ago, he only lives on 24 years ago.

"Someone's going to die!"

"The core point and controversy of Cloning have emerged."

"How will this story continue?"

"..."

Jiang Zhe's story wasn't particularly novel in this world.

However, no one expected him to explain it this way, instantly hooking the entire audience.

Inside the television.

Jiang Zhe began role-playing, providing vivid and expressive voice-acting for the characters.

"No, no, impossible. I'm still right here, I can't be in Kyoto. That's not me, that's not me! The one standing in front of you is the real me!"

"The customer service representative heard this and began to feel a bit impatient."

"They cast a disdainful look at the Future Jiang Zhe."

"What are you talking about? You are already in Kyoto. The original you was supposed to be destroyed, but now you haven't been. If you keep causing trouble, I'm going to find the supervisor."

"In a fit of rage, the Future Jiang Zhe punched the representative. 'Screw you! I am me. The one in Kyoto isn't me at all. How many times do I have to tell you?'"

"You!! You dare hit me? You're finished. You have no human rights left anyway, yet you still dare to use violence? It wouldn't even be a crime if we killed you."

"You dare treat a citizen like this? You're finished. Just wait for the lawsuit!"

Jiang Zhe's masterful narration, even without visuals, drew most of the audience deep into their imaginations.

Their eyes lit up as they quickly put on headphones, fearing any outside noise would interfere with their listening.

"Right then, the situation Future Jiang Zhe anticipated occurred."

"Hearing the noisy argument, a middle-aged supervisor walked over, looking at Future Jiang Zhe with a cold, indifferent expression before turning to the representative."

"What happened? He actually dared to hit someone?"

"The representative said aggrievedly—"

"Supervisor, it's because the duplication device worked but the destruction device failed, so he wasn't teleported to Kyoto. But there's already one of him in Kyoto. Then this guy got agitated and hit me right away. Please, give me justice! Kill him, I demand you kill him! There's already an identical version of him in Kyoto anyway, no one will care if he's killed!"

"Hearing this, a cold glint flashed in the supervisor's eyes, which Future Jiang Zhe happened to catch."

"His pupils shrank and his heart trembled. He panicked because he saw how unperturbed the supervisor was."

"If the supervisor remained unperturbed, it meant..."

At this point in the narration, Jiang Zhe narrowed his eyes, and his voice dropped an octave.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

They felt the turn of events was becoming quite eerie!

"It meant..."

"That this situation—where the destruction device failed while the duplication device worked—had happened here before."

"Being a clever man, Future Jiang Zhe had said those words specifically to attract the supervisor's attention."

"But he didn't expect that this time, he had fallen into a trap!"

"Thinking of this, Future Jiang Zhe knew he had to do something."

"So he quickly scanned his surroundings and noticed the guards at the entrance were thin. If he could escape through there and find a secluded place, he could figure out a way to sue the Su City Hyper-Express Train."

"Just then, the supervisor chimed in with a fake smile: 'I am very sorry for the misunderstanding. To make up for it, please follow us to a new Departure Room...'"

"Future Jiang Zhe had a sudden idea and agreed. He would run as soon as they reached the door and never return to this hell!"

"When the two of them reached the door, at the very moment Future Jiang Zhe took a step to flee—"

"A loud 'Bang!' echoed from an unknown location."

"Future Jiang Zhe collapsed instantly, falling into a pool of blood with a face full of horror."

"Until the moment he died, he couldn't believe that the Hyper-Express Train actually had snipers stationed at all times."

"And..."

"The staff members continued their work as if it were nothing unusual."

"Soon, the scene was cleaned up."

"Another young woman ran over with a panicked expression and said to the representative: [Quickly, get me another Departure Room. Something seems wrong with today's Departure Room; I wasn't teleported to Kyoto]."

Having reached this point in the story, Jiang Zhe stopped, smiled slightly, and said no more.

As the audience and experts heard this, goosebumps couldn't help but rise all over their bodies.

In the livestream room, it took a long while for the audience to recover before they began sending a barrage of horrified comments.

"Damn... that last line scared the crap out of me."

"It means this wasn't the first time, and it won't be the last. Why does watching this show feel like watching a horror movie?"

"The narration was so vivid. He's so damn professional; it made even a tough guy like me feel chilled to the bone."

"But I'm still curious, did Jiang Zhe actually die? I mean, is the Jiang Zhe in Kyoto still Jiang Zhe?"

"Don't ask us, we don't know either. If I knew, I'd be taking Jiang Zhe's job."

"..."

In the leadership conference room.

Following the conclusion of Jiang Zhe's brilliant narration and voice acting, the air in the room grew several degrees colder.

Old Zhao, Wang Guosheng, as well as Xiao Shiyi, Wang Lin, and others all felt uneasy.

The superb voice acting was one thing, but on the other hand, Jiang Zhe's sci-fi story was not at all inferior to Wang Lin's late-night radio stories—in fact, it could be said to be a total blowout!

Wang Lin couldn't help but shudder. "As expected, this story isn't simple. It demonstrates the paradox to the fullest and has a horrifying feel to it; it makes my skin crawl. If I had his level of skill, why would I worry about my late-night radio show not being popular? Why the hell can't I think of stories like this?"

He had seen it; this story was something Jiang Zhe had made up on the fly, practically off the top of his head.

Wang Lin felt no hatred, only envy and admiration!

Xiao Shiyi quickly chimed in: "Yeah, Brother Jiang's narration and voice-acting abilities have always been top-tier, practically ceiling-level. I could actually feel that desperate sense of seeing hope but being unable to grasp it while in the customer service department."

Old Zhao sighed with emotion: "Sigh, this story is a bit upsetting to hear. If you say Jiang Zhe died, he indeed died in the Departure Room's customer service department. If you say he's alive, is the Future Jiang Zhe living in Kyoto really still Jiang Zhe?"

Wang Guosheng's gaze was deep, still unable to extricate himself from the story.

He thought for a moment. Future Jiang Zhe had already stepped out the door and was about to run.

How was he suddenly sniped by a sniper?

Even...

It was as if everyone living in this future world was shrouded in a layer of conspiracy!

This question caused countless people to frown, feeling uncomfortable.

...

In the lecture hall of Kyoto University of Science.

Professor Hua Yunfeng was stunned for a long time before he finally spoke.

"I felt the despair, and I also felt the darkness of that world."

Professor Feng nodded and said thoughtfully: "Yes, everyone in that world's setting lives within the grip of a giant hand of conspiracy."

"I can even say with absolute certainty—in this world, mechanical failures happen every day, and many, many people die because of them. It's just that ordinary people aren't aware of it."

Thinking of this desperate story, he quickly picked up the phone and dialed the author Old Qian, saying simply: "Watch the livestream. It's time for you to give away money again. Contact Jiang Zhe after you're done watching."

The other side didn't even think about it; as long as Jiang Zhe was mentioned, Old Qian agreed faster than anyone. "Ok, I'm on set filming right now. I'll watch in a bit."

"No rush. This story is no worse than your last script."

"Got it. Thank you. Miss you. Let's grab drinks and dinner when you're free. Mwah!"

"Old Qian, you... who on earth did you learn all these flashy words from?"

"I learned them online from my son."

"Your... son really knows how to play around!"

Meanwhile, below the podium.

The philosophy professors were also discussing it.

"So the Su City Future Jiang Zhe died, leaving behind the Kyoto Future Jiang Zhe. In essence, is he still alive?"

"He's alive, but he's forever living five minutes ago."

"What do you mean, five minutes ago?"

"The time from the Departure Room to the Arrival Room: five minutes."

"This... sigh, I'm not asking for such a philosophical answer. I mean, is he really still alive?"

"Alive, living before the time he used the Departure Room. That time might be... the day he was born 24 years ago. Everyone uses this [Departure Room] once at birth!"

"I'm freaking asking if Jiang Zhe is still alive! You old geezer, don't throw philosophical thinking at me. What's the real answer?"

"Hmph, since you called me an old geezer, I'm not telling you!"

"You probably don't know, do you?"

"Hmph, I do not 'not know'. That's untrue. You're talking nonsense!"

"..."

For a moment, the philosophy professors, young and old alike, were speechless.

The answer seemed truly unable to surface!

Everyone turned their eyes back to the big screen, hoping Jiang Zhe could provide the answer.