Steel Soviet Union

Dreaming is a normal physiological phenomenon that everyone has, but for Malashenko it has a completely different and important meaning.

In several previous dreams, Malashenko met the original owner of the body he inherited. To be precise, he was an indigenous soul born and raised in this era.

For some unknown reason, Malashenko inherited this dead body and was still able to live intact in a world that did not belong to him.

With the entrustment of the original owner of this body, Malashenko fought on this battlefield that was originally out of reach of him. Although he almost lost his life several times, in the end he managed to escape without exception. .

It stands to reason that the soul of the previous Malashenko, who handed over the trust of his heart, should have gone to the Paradise of Elysium. This is what he said himself.

But now, right now.

However, Malashenko once again heard another voice in this white and foggy world that seemed a bit different but was actually completely different.

Although the way the words came through was somewhat similar, Malashenko was convinced that the voice was completely different from any voice he had heard before. It was a voice that sounded like he was in his thirties. The voice of a young woman who is about forty years old, and the language is Chinese with smooth words and accents.

"Who are you? This is my spiritual world, why are you in my head!?"

Out of instinctive fear, Malashenko spoke loudly towards the white mist around him. At the same time, he instantly raised his right hand and touched the holster on his waist to pull out the battle-scarred side gun. , released the insurance, held it tightly in his hand, and peered around with extremely vigilant eyes.

"Physical attacks don't work in this world. Time, space, and everything here are suspended, relative to your common sense and the real world you really live in."

The disembodied voice continued to echo in his ears, and walking out of the white mist directly in front of Malashenko was the slim figure that made Malashenko long for him.

"To be precise, this is not a space at all, and it cannot be measured in units of time."

"Like you said, this is your spiritual world, but in a sense it's not."

"This is the gap between two different timelines. The left is the era you are in now, and the right is where you should be. Conceptually, you can understand it this way, the people you have encountered so far Everything called "travel" starts from here."

Malashenko's right hand holding the pistol was trembling a little. The person who appeared in front of him and was still talking about the explanation was none other than the beautiful wife he gave for free after traveling to this world - Natalia. .

"You are Natalia? No, no, Natalia is a native of this era, I am sure of it! Who are you?!"

The woman with Natalia's face and figure seemed a little happy when she heard Malashenko's words. A visible smile appeared on her face and between her lips and teeth, but the scene that happened next made Malashenko even more excited. Rashenko exclaimed in his heart, "Only your mother is outrageous."

It was like throwing a pebble into a calm lake, causing ripples.

The woman who just now had the face of Natalia completely changed after a wave of water rippled across her entire face! It changed into the Anya face that had just made Malashenko lying flat on the operating table distressed.

"I have been watching you, watching every step of your growth and every inch of change."

"According to your wishes, I can change into any face you like to communicate with you."

"Do you prefer a gentle and quiet fiancée, or a fiery pink lover? Or are you willing to talk to this face?"

Damn you! That’s so fucking outrageous, holy shit!

A woman is not, to be precise, an unknown, definitely not human being. It took less than half a cigarette to complete the transformation of the three faces from Natalia to Anya to Commissar Petrov. This amazing change was completed under Malashenko's watchful eye.

The shocked Malashenko was basically sure that this guy was not here to kill him. Otherwise, there would be no need to waste so many words with him. If he had wanted to take action, he would have killed him long ago.

"What are you here for? Don't say I asked you to come. I don't even know who you are? You are definitely not a human being, absolutely not!"

The being who once again transformed into Natalia's face narrowed her eyes and stared directly at Malashenko, who was less than twenty centimeters away in front of her.

Malashenko, who was so nervous that he was almost sweating, was even more sure that this guy was definitely not a normal person. There was no breathing in the nostrils that were just a decoration, and even his mouth was tightly closed.

"Among the many time-travelers I have seen, your reaction was quite good. At least you were not frightened to the point of peeing on the spot."

"You just asked me what I was here for. I only have a very simple purpose here. To explain to you that thing, your right eye."

My right eye?

Malashenko reached out and touched his right eye. From a simple touch point of view, it was completely back to normal! The eyelids cover the eye sockets well, and there is nothing strange about it to the touch. Even the eyeballs have been stuffed back into the eye sockets. They are so fucking amazing!

"Gan! What the hell is going on here? I'm so fucking broken!"

The extremely surprised Malashenko did not answer, and the next sentence was still sent by the unknown creature as Natalia.

"The reason why your right eye has become that surprising and puzzling state is because of the impact of what you saw before. You should still remember the unforgettable experience of peeking into the future, right?"

Impact? A peek into the future? What the hell is this? Grass!

Ignoring Malashenko's confusion in the wind alone, the unknown creature continued the explanation with the power of speech still in its hands.

"The scene you saw was the scene that happened before you died. No one knows the exact time before death, but the span and duration of the scene were within twenty-four hours."

"One thing you must know! The scene before your death that you saw may not necessarily be what you will actually experience in the future. The timeline you are currently on is the A timeline, the untravelled one where you were originally born. The timeline is B timeline.”

"In which timeline the future death scene you saw will appear, and whether it is the final result, even I don't know and cannot give an accurate answer. Everything you did has implications for both parallel timelines. The difference is just that the effect is different.”