"As for what you said at the start... that coming to this world to extend your life was a good thing?" Bai Yang suddenly asked.
Shen Hai nodded. "Isn't living in this world a form of immortality?"
Bai Yang turned the steering wheel and continued, "But have you thought about this? When I faked my death before, I came to this world to hide for a while and sent the thirty-something version of myself to the Real World to be burned to death. Yet when you came to this world again, there was still a Bai Yang here."
Shen Hai and Qin Manjiang exchanged a glance. Right... they had only just seen that Bai Yang last night. This world's Bai Yang was a Criminal Police Captain, and the Bai Group did not exist in this world at all.
"You see it now, don't you? The reason is... time in this world only cycles within a single year."
Bai Yang glanced at the sky. "No matter how realistic the simulation is, once time comes into play, even the power of Ghost Stories falls short."
"A false world, a group of false humans, living through the same stretch of time over and over, year after year. For the Indigenous People who know nothing about it, that is eternal life, of course. But for humans from the Real World, those endlessly repeating three hundred and sixty-five days are a prison they can never escape."
Shen Hai was speechless.
He put himself in that position and found that he could not stand it at all.
He was someone whose pursuit of amusement mattered even more to him than his life. Making someone like him live through the same year forever would be the death of him.
"So the version of me in this world