Incomparable sleepiness swept through my mind.

It was like an unstoppable feeling. No matter how hard Qianye tried to force himself to wake up, he was still immersed in this hazy state. Lying on the bed, he only felt as uncomfortable as when he was half asleep and half awake.

Very weird...

This feeling of oppression is indescribable.

I don’t know how long it took, but Qianye, who was constantly struggling in this uncomfortable state, finally let out a heavy breath and suddenly sat up from the bed!

There was dense cold sweat on his forehead.

In fact, he can't recall clearly what it was like just now. It feels like he has been trapped in bed by a ghost, and his consciousness has been wandering on the edge of falling asleep and waking up, which is particularly uncomfortable.

"Nothing happened, right?"

He hurriedly stood up and checked, but after careful inspection, Qianye found no injuries on his body. It was like the previous experience was all an illusion due to excessive stress and lack of sleep.

Just be fine...

As long as everything is fine.

Regardless of other things, he was just lucky to be alive and safe. The taboo scripts had become more and more strange recently, and he couldn't even figure out whether this encounter was related to the taboo scripts.

However, Qianye didn't have time to completely relax.

He suddenly noticed something in the corner of his vision, turned his head quickly, and looked into his house in disbelief!

"How is this going?"

There is no third party in the wooden house.

There are no traces of so-called weirdness.

But in the center of the room, everything has now become normal, and the partially dusty floor lies quietly, as if nothing has changed, just like when Qianye first arrived at the cabin.

This is unreasonable.

This is not the result Qianye wants to see...

Not only did the floor that was supposed to be dug out become normal, but also the small tomatoes and other fruit and vegetable plants that he had successfully planted before have now disappeared without a trace!

Quickly getting up and walking out of bed, Qianye knelt down and stretched out his hand to touch the floor in the center of the room.

Well, very hard...

And because the air cannot be exposed to sunlight, the floor still feels slightly damp to the touch, just like before he cut open the floor. It has the same texture and appearance.

"No, that's not right."

"Didn't I already grow small tomatoes? Yesterday I even took them to the distribution site to show up..."

Doubts arose from Qian Zhi's mind.

At that moment, he even wondered if he had fallen asleep. In fact, he was still dreaming and had not woken up.

But after he raised his head and looked around the room, he felt that everything was extremely real, whether it was touch or thought, even the energy he felt when he just woke up from bed, it was all very real without any illusion.

"Is it possible that there are some rules here that restrict me?"

"Planting tomatoes actually triggers the rules, so what I planted will disappear and this place will become what it is?"

Qianye thought about the situation at hand.

After a while.

He suddenly realized something and turned his head to look at the table not far away. There was a notebook lying quietly there, which he had used to record his plans before, just to worry about himself inadvertently making mistakes.

Wrong plan content.

Move your body to the table and chair and sit down.

He couldn't explain the specific reason. Qianye only felt a sense of worry in his heart at this moment. His outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, as if he was worried that he would see something he shouldn't see after opening the notes.

.

"Calm, calm..."

He attributed this emotion to scaring himself.

Yoyou's trial is still useful. At least Qianye can quickly hint to calm down after encountering such a situation.

Calmed down.

Without any further hesitation, he reached out and opened the notebook, and cast his eyes towards the contents in the notebook.

However.

Is there any plan in the book?

The completely blank paper was clean, let alone words, Qianye didn't even find a single trace of ink or pen marks on it!

Some can't believe it.

Qianye frowned and flipped through the notebook to the end. At first, he thought he had read it wrong, or had accidentally flipped through the chapter. But after checking the notebook, he finally accepted that there was no text in the notebook.

fact.

"how come......"

"I wrote so much, why is there nothing left?"

"Are you kidding me?"

It feels like all the hard work has been wasted.

Qianye even wondered if she had picked up the wrong notebook, and the notebook she actually used to record accidentally fell to the ground without her realizing it.

But this idea quickly dissipated.

After all, this is a world where supplies are scarce. For things like notebooks, Qianye clearly remembers that he only got one.

The materials in the supply box are random.

In other words, there is no chance that there will be a second blank notebook in his house.

"What exactly is going on?!"

First, the floor in the center of the wooden house returned to its original state, and then the contents of the notebook disappeared abnormally.

Qianye noticed something strange.

This could no longer be explained by misremembering. The only possibility was that the wooden house had undergone some special changes while he was asleep.

Is it weird?

Is it possible that my guess just now was correct?

Because his planting plan unknowingly violated a certain taboo rule, an unknown ability was attracted to erase these marks...

no, I can not.

Chino quickly gave up on this idea.

He has weird abilities, and he had the ability to sense weird auras a long time ago.

Assuming that there was really some kind of unknown weird rule, he could sense it even in his sleep, not to mention that according to previous speculations, the wooden house was an absolutely safe house, and there would be no conclusion that weird things would come.

So since it's not a weird rule.

leading to this situation.

What could it be...

Qianye forced his heart to calm down. He took a deep breath and stood up. He began to check around the house without blind spots, preparing to see if there was anything abnormal that he had not discovered yet.

It was okay not to check. After checking, Qianye found other abnormalities.

He frowned tightly.

Step by step, he walked towards the head of the bed, his eyes focused on a thin slip beside his pillow.

Bend down and pick up the document.

The above line of text quickly entered Qianye's eyes...

[The twenty-first phase of material distribution.]

Issue twenty-one?

This is already several months ago, right?

Qianye didn't have a photographic memory. After such a long time, he naturally couldn't calculate at once when the twenty-first batch of supplies would be distributed.

But it’s just the subconscious impression in the brain.

He quickly realized that this issue was from a long time ago...

Gotta know.

Every time Qianye participates in the distribution of supplies, he will habitually fold the supply receipt in half or tear off a small corner to avoid confusing the next receipt.

After all, the documents are piling up.

He can't go to a later stage and have to open a pile of documents to find what was issued in the current period, right?
To be continued...