Milky way galaxy. Silver Star.
There are white clouds in the blue sky.
A little guy is sitting on the clouds, following the white clouds floating around.
It is a round egg, a round egg that makes me feel cute every day.
However, today it seems no longer cute.
That childish little face lacked the ignorance of many children and had a hint of solemnity.
"The last step!"
"After this time, I will fall into deep sleep and embark on the path of evolution!"
A childish voice came out of the little guy's mouth, gently ringing among the white clouds.
At this time, the sky was empty and no one heard its words.
Yuandan slowly raised his head, looked up into the sky, and spoke the third sentence softly: "Original body, I need to allocate more consciousness to grow!"
The voice was very soft and weak, but it seemed to contain some rules that transcended reality.
Who is it speaking to?
Ontology, who does it refer to? Could it be, could it be...
At this moment, if anyone is here, they will be shocked when they hear Yuandan's words.
The round egg still needs to evolve? It is not the real body?
Oh my god, the round egg is already invincible to the entire ninth universe if it is not the original body. So when its true form comes to its origin, how terrifying will it be?
Perhaps, the entire universe cannot tolerate it!
"Dandan, dandan! Come down and eat!" a sweet female voice sounded.
In the city in the sky below, a beautiful woman with a charming appearance is waving to the white clouds...
"Dandan, come down quickly! It's time to eat a big watermelon!"
Hearing the big watermelon, the little guy became cute again.
"Come on, come on, Sister Yu'er, I'm coming!"
The little guy flew down from the clouds and flew quickly towards the city in the sky...
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at this time. solar system. Earth.
The Earth Federation Government held a grand state banquet at the Great Hall of the People of China.
The guests are:
The resurrected Emperor Renzong and the courtiers of the Northern Song Dynasty.
Both parties were very friendly, talking and laughing...
Even many earth politicians present felt that Emperor Renzong of the Northern Song Dynasty's performance today could be regarded as a generation of British rulers.
"It seems that history cannot be trusted at all!" Li Zheng, the Chinese governor, said quietly to President Putin.
Upon hearing this, President Vladimir Putin nodded in agreement.
However, for some reason, Concubine Zheng, who was sitting next to Zhao Zhen, felt a little confused.
Somehow, she seemed to have discovered something abnormal.
It seems that the husband who has been resurrected is not the same as before. Today he seems to be knowledgeable and talented...
Although the husband keeps hiding this, as a couple who has been sleeping together for nearly ten years, how can he not tell the difference?
What is going on? !
Could it be that the man sitting next to him now is not her real husband?
As soon as this thought came out, Mrs. Zheng was shocked and her face instantly turned pale.
"Ding Dong!"
A pair of bowls and chopsticks in front of him fell to the ground...
This behavior immediately attracted the attention of the entire audience.
"Concubine, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Zhen turned his head and asked softly.
His eyes were full of wisdom, and seemed to contain the wisdom of seeing through the world.
It is like the extraordinary artistic conception written in an ancient poem: Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not clouds.
Feeling this look full of "changes in the sea", at this moment, Concubine Zheng was really determined.
He is not her husband, absolutely not!
Oh my god, what the hell is going on?
At this moment, Concubine Zheng, who was stared at by this gaze, suddenly became a little timid.
She is afraid; she is afraid...
"Hurry up and bring a pair of dishes and chopsticks for the distinguished guest!" As the host of the Great Hall of the People, Li Zheng stood up and ordered the staff.
"No, no need! I feel a little unwell..." Concubine Zheng said timidly.
Hearing this, Li Zheng and others nodded to express their understanding.
After all, so many things have happened today. As a delicate and frail ancient woman, it is not easy to persist until now.
Li Zheng waved, and two staff members immediately ran over and led Concubine Zheng to the place where the distinguished guests were staying...
"Come, come, come! Your Majesty Renzong, please drink another glass of 'Wuliangye'!"
"Thank you Archon! Please!"
"please!"
Without women, men have become much more relaxed at the wine table.
Earth's senior officials frequently raised glasses and invited Emperor Renzong from the Northern Song Dynasty to have a drink...
After two full hours, the state banquet finally ended perfectly.
Next, everyone took a short rest and then went to the Chinese ruling government to discuss many state affairs that affected the two worlds.
…
Time flies.
Unconsciously, the sky became darker and darker.
Night is coming!
The cold wind blew loudly, and the temperature of the earth seemed to have dropped a lot today, becoming a bit colder.
Diaoyutai State Guesthouse.
Emperor Renzong will not come back tonight. He and the earth's governors still have state affairs to discuss.
At this time, Concubine Zheng was sleeping with her daughter in her arms.
However, no matter how hard she slept, she couldn't fall asleep.
"Is my feeling today wrong or right?"
"Should I tell others about this speculation? For example, Bao Zheng or the Lord Taiwei of the Taiwei Mansion!"
"However, according to the ancestral law: concubines in the harem are not allowed to communicate too much with ministers, especially at night."
"Hey, forget it, forget it! Maybe I'm paranoid. Tianwai Huaxia is so powerful, but I didn't notice anything unusual. I must be delusional. Go to sleep, I'm too tired today..."
Thinking like this, Concubine Zheng finally let go of her suspicions and began to fall asleep...
Two hours later.
The time has come to midnight, and the dark wind between heaven and earth has become stronger, making the world feel even colder.
In the dark, the world tonight seems to be full of endless weirdness.
At this time, 11 kilometers away from the State Guesthouse, is the Tsinghua University campus.
The girls' dormitory has collectively extinguished the lights, and darkness has enveloped the building...
Sudden!
In the endless darkness, a sinister wind came inexplicably and filled the girls' dormitory strangely.
Dormitory No. 444.
The delicate body of a female college student trembled slightly, and then she became quiet again.
A quarter of an hour later, the crib began to shake slightly.
The female college student opened the quilt and slowly got up from the bed.
Her eyes were lifeless and her face was horribly pale. The long hair is scattered on both sides of the face, making people feel particularly scary.
The college student slowly got out of bed, put on the slippers beside the bed, and then walked step by step, step by step, to the computer desk not far away.
There is a comb on the table and a mirror hanging on the wall...
The girl came to the mirror, gently picked up the comb, and began to comb her black hair aimlessly.
Once, twice, three times...
"The wind...lives...the fragrance of dust...the flowers...are gone, it's late...comb your hair..."
The pitiful song sounded softly in the female dormitory, with an indescribable weirdness.
Once, twice, three times...
The temperature in the entire female dormitory is getting colder and colder...
Just then, suddenly!
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