In the blink of an eye,
The house became empty.
Hoang Tuan regained his composure, took a deep breath, and stepped out onto the balcony.
Outside, thunder gradually roared, then the rain subsided, and the sky cleared up.
He accessed his novel control panel.
Scanning the newly updated content from top to bottom.
【Oh, the world~.】
【Two superimposed rules cannot coexist...】
【Mother's love has been destroyed.】
【Everything will vanish into the past like smoke...】
【This is caused by humans.】
【Also the curiosity that humans experiment with.】
【Haha... Raising monsters, this is truly a grand and foolish idea...】
【When the world collapses.】
【There's no hiding place anymore...】
...
For a long time,
The transformation of the world gradually stopped.
The sky seemed devoid of life, hanging overhead like a stiff white and blue cover.
The snowflakes on the ground quickly disappeared before his eyes.
Hoang Lan, Dinh Phuc, and Tran Thien Nga were still doing what they had done at home.
The date on the wall calendar.
It reverted to February 13th...
"Huh? When did you get here?"
Hoang Lan looked at Hoang Tuan, who was standing on the balcony, surprised and asked.
But Hoang Tuan didn't respond.
He just stared intently at the distant sky where Tran Hung Dao High School was located.
There.
An entirely abnormal dark cloud gradually covered the surroundings as if it wanted to engulf the entire city...
Where it covered.
It seemed to fall into a silent, deathly abyss...
The dark and oppressive city looked like a dead city under the polluted sky!
"Is it done?"
"Yes... now it's February, time to end it..."
Hoang Tuan said to himself.
...
Downstairs.
Residents strolling in the community all looked up at the strange scene in the sky.
The black clouds never stopped expanding.
For some unknown reason, when staring at it, it felt like a heavy stone pressing on the heart.
Mr. Thuong, who liked playing chess on the sixth floor of Block 2.
Now, he was stroking a chess piece with the word "rook" on it, wearing reading glasses, looking into the distance.
"Hey, Mr. Thuong, do you feel like it's going to rain?"
Another old man sitting across from him said.
When the old man asked this question, he also lowered his head and looked at the snow-free ground.
He couldn't help but reach out to scratch his bald head.
"No, it's going to rain, snow is falling, what's going on..."
"Forget it, I'll call my son at home; these things he knows better than old men like me, let me ask what's going on."
The old man muttered.
He intended to take out his mobile phone from his pocket and call his son.
But when he dialed the number his son had taught him countless times, there was no sound on the other end...
"No signal, why?"
He pounded on the phone.
At this moment, Mr. Thuong reached out to hold the mobile phone, forcing him to stop.
"Mr. Thuong, what's going on..."
"Think about it; is this really your home?"
Mr. Thuong interrupted him.
The old man's strong and wise eyes signaled him to look to the side.
"Why isn't this my house! This is the house my son bought for me..."
The old man wanted to say something.
But when he turned back and saw the familiar but somewhat strange residential building, he stopped speaking with an open mouth.
Although he had lived here for most of his life.
But for some reason, when he saw this building, memories in his head were telling him.
This place.
Is not his home...
...
Inside the supermarket.
As it was the annual holiday, it seemed much more lively than before.
Many parents brought their children to the clothing section.
Occasionally, they picked up a popular children's outfit from the shelf and let their children try it on.
The supermarket's music system played a repeatedly popular love song this year...
People moved around in a lively manner.
Discussing cheerful home stories.
Everything should have been harmonious and warm, but at this moment, it was disrupted by a sudden cry from a child.
"Wah! Let go! You're not my mom! I want to find my mom..."
The child shouted.
Continuously pushing and shoving the young woman in front of him.
"Where's the child's mother? Whose child is this? Come and take him away!"
The woman was also a bit impatient.
She didn't know what was wrong with the child.
Out of nowhere, the child had come and pushed her, saying she wasn't his mom, and he wanted to go home.
It was as if she had kidnapped someone else's child...
Onlookers gathered and slowly formed a circle.
From a small point, it gradually formed a circle.
There were two lovers who saw the "mother and child" in front of them and whispered between the crowds.
"Huh? Didn't we just see this mom buying toys for the kid?"
"I saw it too, and the kid even said he loves his mom the most... What's going on?"
"..."
"No, who are you? Why are you holding my hand?!"
"Yo, the thief is still making a scene; I'm the one who said that. I'm asking you why you're holding my hand?!"
...
Food market.
A young man wearing an apron was standing in front of his pork stall, skillfully cutting ribs.
With extremely neat and decisive movements.
After cutting the ribs, he took a plastic bag from a bunch of nylon bags hanging on the side, put the ribs on the chopping board into the bag.
Placed it on the scale to weigh.
"Here you go, it's three thousand in total."
The young man handed the ribs to the customer in front of the stall.
Only the man next to him stared at him in amazement...
"What am I doing?"
"Are you buying ribs, what's the matter?"
The guy cutting ribs suspiciously asked.
At the same time, he looked into the bag to see if he had cut any wrong or unclean pieces.
Indeed, he cut according to the request...
The young man was confused about what the customer was dissatisfied with.
He handed the nylon bag again.
"Maybe you don't usually come to buy meat from me, but everyone around here knows I won't be short. If you're worried, you can use the scale to weigh it yourself."
The young man thought the customer wasn't satisfied with the quantity he cut.
So, he explained.
"Fool."
However, what the customer said sounded very rude, and he turned away without waiting for the guy to do anything else.
"What? You wanted ribs fast, and now..."
The young man saw this scene.
Just wanted to scold.
But as soon as the words came to his lips, his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, standing still...
In a moment.
He placed the bag in his hand on the table.
Then, he observed the scene around him with a skeptical expression.
He seemed to wonder how he could be in such a place.
"I am Nguyen Thoai, isn't it..."
"How come I'm only 20 years old."
"Since when have I been selling pork?"
He asked with a weak voice that only he could hear.
...
【Everything is shattered.】
【When two rules influence each other...】
【No side is perfect.】
【Those who have integrated into this place...】
【Wake up...】