Returning to the staff dormitory in the building next to the interrogation room, Nance lay on the fairly comfortable spring sofa and took stock of the environment.

A small suite with two bedrooms, a small living room and a dining room.

There is almost no interior decoration, and the furniture such as small cabinets, small tables, bookshelves and wardrobes are also extremely simple, with no interest or personality at all.

There is some mold on the ceiling, and the putty coating on the walls is full of hopeless stains, giving it the appearance of being in disrepair.

"This section principal is doing so badly..." Nance couldn't help but think of the huge financial problem in Section 9.

There is an alcove over the dining room, and the light from two everlasting lamps is the only warm color in a room full of cool colors.

Nance glanced at the alcove curiously.

The statue inside was covered with a layer of white cloth, and only its outline could be seen. Before he could step forward to take a look, he felt a sharp pain in his mind.

"hiss……"

"What are you doing..."

He pressed his temples hard with his fingers.

The feeling at this moment was like being stabbed by countless needles in my head, which was extremely painful.

Calm down and don't get confused... Although the pain has not dissipated, your thinking has become clearer due to the tight nerves, which is a good thing.

Nance took a few deep breaths, and after the pain subsided a little, he began to concentrate on sorting out the current information.

Time travel is an established fact that cannot be changed. Without a novice tutorial, he must get familiar with this world as soon as possible.

The memories left behind by the former section chief were only scattered fragments, which were fragmented and blurry. The information Nance could extract was very limited.

There happened to be a popular history magazine on the coffee table, so he picked it up and flipped through it.

According to the description in the book, this is the earth about three hundred years later, a post-apocalyptic society that has experienced disaster and reconstruction.

According to the chronological order of disasters, human beings have divided history into three parts: Preface, Chaos Calendar, and New Chronicle.

The first chapter is a period of history that Nance is familiar with. There is no clear explanation of where it ends.

The Chaos Calendar refers to the period from the appearance of the Dead Sea to the first year of the New Book.

The Dead Sea is the source of magic.

The first Dead Sea appeared in Siberia, and there are currently seven in the world.

The cause of the Dead Sea has not yet been determined.

Some people say that meteorites caused extraterrestrial disasters, some say that ancient viruses awakened and broke out, and some say that Big Mao dug a hole too deep in Siberia and directly opened up hell...

After the birth of the Dead Sea, the earth's environment began to deteriorate rapidly.

Natural disasters such as storms, snowstorms, floods and even meteorites occur frequently, and the patterns are unpredictable.

Magic element spreads rapidly around the world relying on the ravages of natural disasters. After infection, both humans and animals will undergo mutations - or become twisted monsters, or suffer from different degrees of mental symptoms.

The infected are collectively called familiars.

They are powerful and mentally unstable. If they are accidentally stimulated and become unhappy, they will turn into irrational monsters.

The Chaos Calendar, in which natural disasters raged and familiars were rampant, lasted for nearly a hundred years. During this period, all countries were destroyed and billions of people lost their lives.

The social system completely collapsed, civilization fell into silence, and the world became a ruin... After surviving for decades in the darkest hour, mankind has waited for the dawn.

The angel appears.

The chaos calendar ends and a new era begins.

With the help of the divine messengers, the surviving humans built tall besieged cities to resist natural disasters and reorganize social order. The divine messengers also established monasteries, which were responsible for suppressing the spread of magic and killing completely out-of-control familiars.

The social system is slowly recovering, scientific and technological levels and productivity have also found a stable development environment, and they are gradually catching up and surpassing the previous records.

This year is New Era 269.

It turned out that he had traveled to the future... Faced with this fact, Nance didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Close the book.

He flipped through a bookcase and pulled out a map.

The ninth section where Nance serves is located in New Yokohama, California, on the southern coast of the Black Gold Empire.

California, New Yokohama...putting these two names together gave Nance an inexplicable sense of absurdity. However, when he looked at the map, he was completely stunned.

The Black Gold Empire is located in the core area of ​​East Asia and implements a semi-feudal constitutional monarchy.

The emperor here is not a mascot, but a power giant who hereditary controls the government administration. The judiciary and legislation are responsible for the courts and parliament respectively.

Under this political structure of separation of powers, the Black Gold Empire has stable politics, social stability, and prosperous economy and trade. On the surface, it can be regarded as a free and highly developed capitalist country.

Nance rubbed his head and murmured: "It's a good thing. It's faster to adapt. At least there are no barriers to writing and language..."

His head still hurt and his thoughts were confused. He guessed that it was the sequelae of the former section chief's spirit being wiped out.

As for the murderer...as expected, it is who it is, a demon queen who knows spiritual magic.

The family has money.

The strength is still very strong...

Gift crab!

Nance returned to the room like a salty fish. He still wanted to study the panel that seemed to be a gold finger, but sleepiness came over him like a tiger jumping out of the grass on the roadside.

As soon as his head hit the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

Wake up the next day.

The clock shows 7:05.

The temperature outside the window was very low, and the sky was overcast with low clouds, making it look like a snowy day.

Seeing the weather like this, Nance couldn't muster any motivation to get up.

He turned on the TV with the remote control and curled up on the bed to watch the morning news for a while.

The announcer is reporting on the upcoming mayoral election in Shin-Yokohama. Several relatively strong candidates are taking turns appearing on the scene, but none of them is pleasing to the eye.

After watching it for 15 minutes, I felt hungry.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding~"

Nance lowered his head slightly and heard the ringing sound coming from the dial on his wrist.

This is an interactive entertainment terminal, equivalent to the super mobile phone of this era, which can simulate the projection of characters.

Snap!

The lid pops open.

The translucent image of Miss Adjutant floats above the dial.

"Good morning, principal."

"Good morning, Miss Tokisaki." Nance greeted lazily.

Adjutant Tokisaki, who was blond and blue-eyed, with a beautiful voice and a sweet voice, looked at his superior: "Is Section Chief free in the morning?"

"I'm forgetting about food and sleep."

"What?"

"Staying in the dormitory like a waste and forgetting to eat."

"..."

Even though it was a projection, Nance could see the corners of the adjutant's eyes twitching.

Hey.

This little guy is so lifelike.

Could it be real-time projection?

Nance quickly wiped the shit from his eyes and straightened his back: "Is something okay, Miss Tokisaki?"

"Later a little later, lawyers from Eveleth Group will come to Section 9." Adjutant Tokisaki tried to maintain a calm tone and reported to his superior: "If there is not enough evidence, we will have Miss Ximena before noon.

Let it go."

I get a headache when I hear this.

"Please go and deal with them. Don't ask me, you can make the decision. I haven't had breakfast yet, that's it. Bye, I have to drink tea in my leisure time."

Say it in one breath.

Cut off communication directly.

"I hope the Demon Queen won't resent me, the innocent time traveler who took the blame..."

Nance sighed slightly, got up and went into the bathroom, half-closed his eyes, washed his face and brushed his teeth.

"Wow..."

He picked up a handful of water and slapped it on his face.
To be continued...