Comparing the patterns on his left hand, Lin You tried to draw them.
But no matter how he tried to sketch them, the patterns he drew on the A4 paper always felt a bit off.
It wasn't just a slight difference; the patterns on the A4 paper and those on Lin You's hand were two entirely different things. Even when Lin You placed the paper on his hand to trace, he couldn't replicate the original design.
After a while of struggling, Lin You gave up.
He had to work tomorrow, so it wasn't good to sleep too late.
The thought of work gave Lin You a headache.
Transmigrating to this parallel universe-like place, Lin You not only lost his family but also all his savings.
However, fortunately, the house was still under Lin You's name, and the authorities had never discovered the 'bug' that this 'orphan' had owned a three-bedroom apartment in the Magic City since childhood.
After a quick wash, Lin You sat back down on the living room sofa.
Staring at the sun doll he had casually made on the coffee table, which should now be called the sadness doll, Lin You spoke:
"Can you tell time?"
As he spoke, Lin You picked up the sadness doll and turned its face towards the clock hanging on the living room wall.
"Wuwuwu."
The sadness doll whimpered a few times, but Lin You couldn't understand what it was saying.
So, Lin You rephrased:
"If you can, whimper once. If not, whimper twice."
"Wuwu."
The sadness doll whimpered twice, which Lin You had already expected.
It's fine if it can't, as long as it can recognize the patterns on the clock.
Lin You pointed at the number eight and the hour hand on the clock and said to the sadness doll:
"Look at this number. When this short hand points here, then look at the long hand."
As he spoke, Lin You pointed his finger at the 12 and the minute hand on the clock.
"When this long hand points here..."
"You wake me up."
"Wuwu?"
The little thing was learning quite fast. It didn't know what 'wake up' meant, nor how to wake Lin You up, but it knew that two 'wuwu' sounds meant it couldn't.
"You don't need to know these things."
"You just need to remember that before the hands point to those two numbers, you can't make a sound."
"Once the hands point to those two numbers, you can cry however you want."
"Understood?"
"Wu."
This time, the sadness doll only whimpered once, clearly understanding what Lin You wanted to convey.
Lin You nodded in satisfaction, then placed the sadness doll in a position where it could clearly see the clock.
Although Lin You would set an alarm himself, anyone who had lived in a dorm understood that their own alarm could never wake them up.
Lin You had several experiences before where his alarm didn't wake him up. Fortunately, the curator of the museum where Lin You interned was a kind old man who could understand young people like Lin You.
With a reliable alarm, Lin You felt at ease.
He lay on his side on the living room sofa and opened crossfire mobile.
As for the thought he just had, 'I have to work tomorrow, so I need to sleep early'?
That had long been forgotten by Lin You.
Lin You's rank wasn't high, and his teammates were basically silent. After playing a few rounds, Lin You felt a bit sleepy.
Seeing that the current battle was already 3:1, and his team's situation was excellent, Lin You decided to take a short nap.
3:2
3:3
3:4
Lin You's silent teammates had already started using their mics, but by this point, Lin You's consciousness had already sunk into another dimension, making it impossible for him to fight alongside them.
3:5
"That AFK bastard, I'll *fuck* your *mother*!"
...When Lin You woke up from his 'short nap,' it was already bright outside.
Neither his phone alarm nor the sadness doll alarm had gone off. Lin You felt he could still take another short nap.
He picked up his phone, wanting to check the time.
However, with the phone in front of him, no matter how Lin You pressed the power button, the screen just wouldn't light up.
Lin You's heart sank, and a bad premonition rose within him.
He long-pressed the power button and found that the phone was already off.
Then he turned to look at the clock on the living room wall.
Oh no, it was already 8:30.
Lin You shot up from the sofa. He scanned the coffee table, looking for the sadness doll, wanting to question why it hadn't woken him up.
But when Lin You picked up the sadness doll from the coffee table, he was surprised to find that its 【vitality】 was gone.
The vitality of a fish is limited. Although Lin You's method involved information extraction and 부여, his technique was extremely crude, resulting in immense consumption during the process.
"Sigh."
Lin You sighed. He quickly tidied himself up, grabbed an umbrella, and left the house.
Because his phone was off, Lin You couldn't even hail a taxi.
The museum where he worked was about 4 kilometers from his home. Lin You needed to run four kilometers in half an hour to avoid being late.
Lin You had already been late several times this month. If he was late again, it would affect his performance, and it would also be embarrassing.
Leaving the house, taking the elevator, and going downstairs were all done in one smooth motion. Lin You had experienced this small routine several times and was now quite familiar with it.
But when he arrived downstairs in the community, he encountered trouble.
A young man with somewhat dark skin and sunken eye sockets blocked his way.
The Fishing Enthusiast still maintained his calm demeanor. Facing the frantically running Lin You, he extended his hand.
"Give me your fish..."
Looking at the Fishing Enthusiast blocking his path, Lin You didn't know where he found the courage, but he directly yelled at him:
"Get lost!"
The Fishing Enthusiast seemed genuinely startled by Lin You. He silently withdrew his hand and moved out of Lin You's way.
Lin You rushed all the way and finally arrived at the museum at 8:55.
After arriving at work on time, Lin You's mood gradually calmed down.
Thinking about how he had just reprimanded that terrifying Fishing Enthusiast, a trace of lingering fear arose in his heart.
Fortunately, the Fishing Enthusiast was a good person, with nothing but fishing on his mind.
