After saying that, Paige felt her legs start to weaken. There seemed to be a lot of noise in her ears, but if she listened carefully, she could hear that there was nothing there at all.
Enrico…
Gabriel…
Paige gradually fell over, and fell heavily onto the dock.
She didn’t faint, and there was always a residual awareness in her mind, but she couldn’t open her eyes, and couldn’t hear the sounds around her.
She could feel herself being lifted, and then it seemed like she was on a boat, which was bumpy and swaying on the sea.
There was a constant sound of footsteps around her.
Paige wondered if this was the state Rafael and Carrie were in after being hypnotized. She felt as if her spirit had been locked up, and she wanted to struggle, but she couldn’t.
Was she also hypnotized?
From the outside world’s perspective, was she also unconscious and unaware, like Carrie?
She should have been more careful.
Knowing that the force was a ruthless character who controlled 82 families a century ago to deal with the Folsom family, she should have been thorough and not left any gaps for her opponent…
Not kill her? Why not kill her?
The journey was not short.
Paige couldn’t open her eyes. The only source of her sense of time was the process. People kept helping her up and forcing the thin gruel into her mouth, telling her to drink it.
Each time, they only fed her a little, as if they were just trying to maintain one of her bodily functions.
She silently counted the number of meals in her heart, and it seemed like it had been almost two days.
“Why are her eyelids twitching all the time?”
Someone’s puzzled voice came. Then Paige heard Justin’s voice, struggling to hold back the pain, “Everyone else is asleep, but she’s still conscious. This woman is really something.”
Someone next to him asked, “Even such a strong smoke can’t make her faint. Are people like her the kind that are the hardest to control?”
“Hm,” Justin casually agreed, “There aren’t many people like her in the world.”
“…”
Paige lay there and listened.
So, she wasn’t hypnotized?
Going home, back to JT’s base camp?
Floating on the boat, Paige had been forcing herself not to sleep, but her spirits were flagging. Sometimes she could barely hear the sounds of the outside world, and sometimes she couldn’t hear anything at all.
After a while, Paige had some congee, and then there was a loud crash outside.
The boat had docked.
…
Her fingers were gradually losing their numbness.
Paige lay there, noticing that her body was not as oppressed. She moved her fingers, and they managed to bend.
She thought to herself, I can move my fingers!
Paige dared not rush things, and slowly felt her body recover. She moved her fingers a little, and the nerves in her body slowly woke up. She began to be able to control her body.
She adjusted her breathing, taking deep breaths again and again.
After many times, she tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were still very heavy.
After several attempts, Paige finally opened her eyes, and her long eyelashes kept fluttering.
In front of her was a mosaic of circles. She blinked a few times, and the mosaic gradually turned into fog. After a while, the fog slowly dispersed.
What came into view was a reddish-brown dome with a wooden structure and a complex and solemn pattern. A huge lamp hung in the center, and small lights made in the shape of lilies were blooming around the big lamp, creating a beautiful sight…
“Ugh…”
Paige gritted her teeth and struggled to sit up from the cold floor.
However, she saw that there were people lying on the floor all around her, all of them members of the Folsom family.
Without thinking about anything else, she crawled over to Brangelina and reached out to push her. “Aunt Brangelina, wake up, wake up.”
Brangelina was lying on the ground in a daze, not moving a muscle.
Paige then went to push Kelsey next to her. “Kelsey, wake up.”
The same thing happened to Kelsey.
Everyone was lying there, unconscious, not responding in the slightest.
Paige struggled to her feet and counted the people on the floor. There was not a single member of the Folsom family missing.
She began to look around. Before her was a huge living room, luxurious and retro.
The style of decoration was a combination of the East and the West. The sofa was European-style leather sofa, next to it was an antique landline phone, the kind that still had to be turned to dial a number, and the floor clock banged its hands back and forth.
On the wall, however, there are huge landscape paintings, silk products can be seen everywhere, and a plaque hangs high up.
[,]
These eight words are written with a free and easy brushstroke, showing the pure heart of the person who wrote them.
JT actually worships such calligraphy, is it appropriate?
Paige wanted to sneer, but she looked away. Strange, she thought, bringing them all here, where are JT’s people?
What does it mean to just leave them here without tying them up or doing anything to them?
Paige was puzzled. She saw a stack of newspapers on the coffee table and reached out to pick them up.
The words in the newspaper were still arranged vertically, and the difference was…
Paige saw the publication date in the upper left corner-19XX.
A newspaper from a hundred years ago?
Paige was stunned. Looking at the content of the newspaper, she saw that it was indeed all about a hundred years ago.
It was the time of the warlord chaos, when the people were suffering, prices were soaring, and money was constantly depreciating. A bag of rice could be bought with a bag of bills…
Paige flipped through the newspaper to read more, and a photo fell out.
She picked it up. It was an old photo, an aerial view of the old city.
In the lower right corner was a line of delicate penmanship:
[A bird’s-eye view of The Capital]
Paige looked at the city in the photo. Was this The Capital a hundred years ago?
Times really are changing. Nowadays, The Capital has completely lost any trace of its appearance a hundred years ago.
What’s going on with this JT? It’s fine that the gun he’s holding is an old-fashioned pistol from a hundred years ago, but the place he’s staying in still looks like an old house from a hundred years ago.
I wonder where Enrico and Gabriel are now, and if they have also been brought here.
Paige took the photo and carefully walked across the floor full of the Folsom family’s people to the closed front door.
She took a deep breath and pushed open the towering front door in front of her.
A blinding flash of sunlight fell, piercing her eyes.
Paige couldn’t stand the strong light, so she quickly reached out to cover her eyes, and only after a while did she look ahead.
It was a large courtyard with an eclectic design. The surrounding houses had Roman columns, and in the center was a square fountain pool with a carved pattern of eight trigrams on the pool wall and a large old pagoda tree planted next to it…
It was especially in line with the style of that era.
There was no one guarding it.
Paige walked step by step out of the courtyard and walked to the courtyard gate.
She pushed the gate open again, and it made a “creaking” sound.
Outside was a long and wide road, but it wasn’t a paved road, it was a stone slab road.
Even if you stepped on it hard, it would make a sound.
Paige looked around. The surrounding houses were all designed in the style of old houses from a century ago, and everything gave her a sense of time travel.
She looked into the distance and saw an iconic tall cross-shaped building standing far away and very conspicuous.
Paige thought of something and quickly picked up the old photo in her hand. She was shocked to see the cross-shaped building in it…
Her eyes widened in shock.
JT’s base of operations was a city that had been completely copied from The Capital a hundred years ago.