Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

After flipping through the diary in a minute and putting the notebook back to its original place, Feng Lan left the sticky room and burned herself with fire. She immediately felt refreshed and dry. To Feng Lan, old Marsh's attic felt no different from a forest.

It was damp and wet. There was more or less moss on the corners, ceiling, under the carpet, at the foot of the bed, and everything, which made Feng Lan very uncomfortable.

Richard didn't dare go back to the guesthouse, and shamelessly went into the villa they rented with Ava. Feng Lan felt hot all over. When they returned to the villa, Benxin lit the fireplace, and she walked around the villa, burning the moss that had quietly grown in every corner of the villa while they were out today. By the way, she carefully read old Marsh's diary in the memory palace.

"I have to eat lunch first... well, maybe dinner?" Ben Xinxin said halfway when she looked out the window. It was already past three in the afternoon and the sky outside was beginning to darken. It was around this time yesterday, so she changed the subject to dinner.

"I can wash the vegetables." Richard offered to help. He couldn't take out the money. He had been in a hurry to hide from Lisa in the morning. Not to mention the money, he was still wearing a T-shirt and cotton pants as pajamas. His hair was messy. He didn't bring any valuables, except for his cell phone and the Bible and the cross. Richard only reacted now when he saw his reflection in the glass.

Richard: "...Have I always been like this?"

It was hard to tell whether he was smiling or crying on his face. He turned to look at Ben Wenxin, who nodded, not noting that there was anything wrong.

She glanced at the ingredients in the refrigerator, blocked Richard's gaze without changing her expression, and took out pork, live fish, seaweed, and two handfuls of green onions and ginger from the space. "We'll have wontons tonight."

Feng Lan appeared out of nowhere and stepped forward enthusiastically, "Let me wash the vegetables."

Then, he naturally pushed Richard out of the kitchen and said, "Go watch the fireplace and light the fire."

She also disliked this guy because she had never been in the kitchen and was so clumsy!

Ben Wenxin worked very quickly. Feng Lan used the wind to carefully scrape off every bit of the ginger skin, washed the green onions with water, and made green onion and ginger water. By the way, he also exchanged information about Old Marsh with Ben Wenxin in the kitchen.

Just as Feng Lan thought, old Marsh had died long ago. The current old Marsh was just a clone who was aware of his own identity, also a swamp man.

His diary is also full of various thoughts. Compared with Mark's, Old Marsh's diary records his process of becoming a clone more comprehensively.

He was in his thirties. One rainy day, he went hunting in the forest with a hunting rifle and a hunting dog. While chasing the prey, he accidentally fell into a swamp and was struck by lightning and fainted.

When he woke up, he was already at the edge of the swamp, with his hunting dog licking him. Young Marsh thought that it was the hunting dog that saved him, but Feng Lan figured out from his description that it was probably the swamp people who discovered their own kind and saved him.

"Being struck by lightning and then replicated is a low-probability event in other places, but it has become a 100% success rate here." Feng Lan lamented this strange thing. If she were Dr. Senweidai and discovered this strange thing, she would also want to study it. How could such an unscientific probability event happen in the world?

At first, young Marsh didn't realize that something was wrong with him. He fainted and fell ill due to the rain. Some things that he used to like but now he couldn't understand or agree with, he thought were because he was sick, had no interest, and had a poor appetite.

Until he got up in the middle of the night and saw those strange 'Oz' outside the window.

I was startled. They were standing on the street outside my window, covered in a strange green sludge? Or moss, or something else? Tall and strong, staring at my house silently. I was so scared that I had a high fever the next day.

[… Strangely, the nights after that, I slept very well, practically without waking. It was like someone had shot me in the head, and I wouldn't wake up in the middle of the night, no matter how hard I tried. I never dreamed, either. Occasionally, only occasionally, I'd have dreams about the forest, dreams of me becoming one of those strange, silent Green Men, wandering, running, observing in the forest and town... Now I don't know if I actually saw those 'Green Men', or if they were hallucinations from my night terrors.]

Obviously, in old Marsh's diary, he was a clone, but not a swamp man. It was not until later, when something happened that he himself did not understand, that he changed from a clone to a swamp man.

There are two processing steps in between. The first one is to turn Marsh into a clone. Feng Lan guessed that it was done by the swamp consciousness of the copy. The second one is to turn these clones into swamp people, which is the research done by Dr. S.

The green trees outside the window undulated, and as the two discussed, the sky darkened and it seemed like it was going to rain.

It was night and raining, which was not a good thing. Ben Wenxin looked at Yuan Ying and Chi Jun's location with some worry.

Chi Jun chased Eleanor into the forest in the morning, and the coordinates were very messy, while Yuan Ying was also rushing back to the house quickly at this moment.

Lingxin, this is Benxin. She is twinkling. She is a small green dot during the day and turns into a red dot at night. She runs around the town.

Ben Wenxin had some guesses. She felt that Lingxin was too unreliable, and judging from the red and green dots on the props, the other party was suspected to have turned into a swamp man. Therefore, Ben Wenxin deliberately avoided her several times when they were about to meet during the day.

"This wonton is very good. It is suitable for being put into the pot over high heat and cooked quickly." Feng Lan was standing next to Ben Wenxin, wrapping wontons, and said it casually.

"Indeed. I'll make more then." Ben Wenxin understood Feng Lan's words and said that he would not run around and would stay in the villa to make wontons instead of running around.

"You don't need to make too many. You still need to pay attention to the weather when making wontons. Once the weather changes, the light will be bad, which is not good for your eyes for a long time and is not suitable for making wontons."

"Okay, I'll pay attention."