It only took her a glance to know that the man on the TV was no ordinary man she might come across in a dream—he was a posthuman.
He stood on a podium and there was something dangerous in him that made him give the vibe of somebody who had soaked in numerous bloodbaths throughout his entire life. Compared to the rank of senators, he looked like a drop of black ink in a glass of milk. When the camera zoomed in, Lin Sanjiu saw something she was very familiar with.
A scar. A large, deep knife scar that slid from right to left on his forehead.
'Could it be that this guy replaced Mayor Orlean in my dream after our librettos connected?'
Mulling over the possibility, Lin Sanjiu glanced behind her and was taken aback.
During the period of time she had been staring at the TV, time had leaped forward again and tremendous changes once more took place in Peanut Town.
