"Are you also a time traveler from Blue Star?"
Chang Duanxuan and Liang De gently clinked their glasses and said with a smile:
"Yes and no.
I am from the Central Plains. The Central Plains of the world on the other side belong to the same Blue Star system as you.
Jieyuan travelers have no hometown. Besides, if you want to use the taste of food to confirm your hometown... Lao Yuan, make a Lingdong beef pot. "
Hearing this, Yuan Tianren put down his chopsticks and took out a hot pot out of thin air from his sleeves, with beef bone and south ginger clear soup base, followed by plates of sliced beef, Diaolong, neck kernels, spoon handles, spoon skins, fat gallbladders, and pork belly. Toes, chestnuts...and hand-made beef balls, beef tendon balls and dried bamboo shoots. Finally, three plates of beef fried rice noodles and three plates of satay sauce were thrown out and fell gently into the hands of the three of them.
Chang Duanxuan raised his chopsticks and pointed, "Try it and see how it tastes."
Liang De picked up a slice of pork belly, blanched it in the hot pot for seven or eight seconds, then picked up the dipping sauce and took a sip. It was crisp, tender and refreshing, with a sweet and oily aroma. The salty and slightly spicy taste of the sand tea sauce was also very authentic.
"Teacher Yuan, you are too..."
"No, no." Chang Duanxuan waved his chopsticks in the air twice and denied.
"Old Yuan was born in the Trantor family, which is very different from Blue Star. However, the world on the other side where he lives has a lineage of Pan-Eastern civilization inheritance.
If you didn't know better, looking at his Taoist robe and crane cloak, you might have thought that he was from the Blue Star East Country in the feudal era.
Even though the students in this school come from different worlds, if you yell for the alliance in the classroom, the probability of your head being beaten is no lower than at the middle-aged and elderly activity center in Blue Star's hometown. "
Seeing that Liang De didn't quite understand it, Chang Duanxuan explained to him the origin of the so-called great system.
The Kukai Realm was originally vast and boundless in terms of manpower, but great civilizations, lofty ideas, grand miracles, powerful gods and demons...the influence of these behemoths could travel across vast distances and sprout and bear fruit on both sides of the river.
The world on this shore has countless projections on the other shore, among which the ancient ones have countless twin worlds and parallel worlds even on this shore.
Just like the Blue Star System, it straddles both sides of each other. No one knows the end of its territory, and no one knows the location of the oldest Blue Star.
The world on the other side is the shadow of this side. The ancient ones in it are not only constantly dividing the shadow within the shadow under the reflection of Kukai, but they can also shake this side, causing the nascent world on this side to change accordingly.
Even the ancient world on this side, which has developed to the stage of extinction of all laws, will receive all kinds of information from outside the world. Although the stable world form is difficult to change, it will give birth to various novels, games, animations, etc. related to other worlds. Movies and other literary and artistic works, myths and legends, and strange stories, even to a certain extent, this world will border the other side and usher in the arrival of another world.
A series of worlds derived from the influence of a certain behemoth are called large systems.
There are large systems derived from a certain planetary civilization, such as the Blue Star system, which spans both sides of the Taiwan Strait and is the most widely distributed in the known worlds.
There are large systems derived from a certain biological group, such as the silicon-based system.
There are large systems derived from certain miraculous phenomena, such as the infinite system where reincarnators and main-god-like spaces proliferate.
There are major systems derived from a certain powerful god or demon, such as the Pure Land system and the Huangtian system.
There are countless types like the above. According to different classification methods, the departments are divided into different categories. There are also some intersections between the major departments, and they are not completely unrelated.
The two sides of the Taiwan Strait are boundless and cannot be fully summarized by the current classification.
Chang Duanxuan's mouth went dry as he talked, so he poured himself another glass of Wujiapi wine and drank it all in one gulp.
"Before I entered the world, I was hunted by the court's eagle dogs and lived in seclusion in Lingnan, my hometown, for decades. I didn't leave until my enemy died of old age. The information I used to make a fire was the information in my memory. It's up to you. The appearance and taste are not much different from what you eat in your hometown. It shows that your hometown and the world are closely related to each other, so it’s not wrong to call them fellow villagers.”
Yuan Tianren drank the wine in the glass, reached for the wine pot and said: "I have never been to Lingnan and Lingdong. I just directly retrieved the information about Lingdong beef pot from your hometown and used the living corpse of Sheng Wuxu as a reward. Authority Void Creation.
Hehe, I live like a rotten fungus in a corpse, but I can use the magical power of the purple realm. It's really funny, haha, hahaha. "
"Old Yuan, you are eating, why are you talking about these disappointing things?" Chang Duanxuan interrupted Yuan Tianren, took the wine bottle from his hand and filled it for him, "Didn't I say we would do it tomorrow..."
Liang De straightened up his loose upper body, approached Yuan Tianren and said, "Teacher Yuan, did you just say that you obtained information about my hometown?"
Yuan Tianren held the wine poured by Chang Duanxuan without moving. He took the wine bottle with his left hand and raised it in front of him.
"That's right, Sheng Wuxu's living corpse stores the "Jiyuan Jie Yuan" that connects the known worlds to the practitioners who compiled and updated the Kaiyuan Kukai Encyclopedia. After you returned from the self-nature world, I captured you A little bit of the truth that is about to become something that has not yet come true, and with this, I can search for your native world in "Learning from the World".
Boy, I have been a slave in Sheng Wuxu’s living corpse for 1,832 years, and now I finally see a glimmer of hope. It’s me who coaxed a hapless boy like you to venture into the realm. I have lost my sense of proportion. I am afraid that I will never meet another transfer student from the Mainland China Department of Education. I am afraid that I will never have the chance to live a new life... With this cup, I apologize to you. "
Yuan Tianren picked up the wine bottle and drank it in one gulp. The dripping wine wetted his beard and clothes. A strange blush appeared on his old face. The old man coughed, and his whole image became uncertain as his body shook.
Chang Duanxuan hurriedly stroked Yuan Tianren's back, passing on an obscure force to stabilize Yuan Tianren's flickering shadow.
Yuan Tianren pushed Chang Duanxuan away roughly: "That's enough. You are a deputy, and you just helped me borrow the prime minister. How much Yin quality can you leave?"
Liang De stared straight ahead. What he was looking at was neither the air nor Yuan Tianren's forehead. There was nothing specific, but he couldn't get out of his mind or move his eyes away. His voice was so calm and indifferent that he didn't look like his usual smooth accent. issued:
"Can I still go back?"
Do I still need to go back...do I still need to go on?
Yuan Tianren suddenly laughed loudly, "You are still alive and we are all still alive. Is there anything we cannot do?
I won't lie to you. There is no coordinates of your hometown in "Learning from the World", but since someone has contributed the entry of your hometown, someone must have been there. As long as you get out of this living corpse, you will definitely have a chance to find it. The road home. "
"It's just a chance, but it's not certain." Liang De's straightened waist collapsed again.
"Who do you want to give you affirmation? Who can give you affirmation?" Yuan Tianren suddenly approached Liang De and said loudly.
Liang De took a deep breath and looked down: "Someone told me that everyone who traveled to this Sword Immortal ruins is dead. There are no living people in Sheng Wuxu Private High School."
Whether it is the time traveler who died in the previous life, or the Jie Yuan Walker who was killed by Sheng Wuxu and turned into a Yin Demon puppet... they are all dead and have no responsibility. They can not be responsible for anyone or anything.
Because no one can force a dead person.
Yuan Tianren threw away his chopsticks, grabbed the sliced pork belly beef on the plate, and put his whole hand into the hot pot.
Due to the lack of yin, the old man's body at this moment is no different from that of a mortal. The hot beef bone and galangal soup base raises blisters on the back of his flabby hands covered with age spots, like rotten old tree bark, motionless in the hot pot until the five-color The toe beef is cut off and raw.
Yuan Tianren grabbed the scalded beef in his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed hard. The soup stuck to his trembling beard, and his severely burned right hand trembled slightly.
"It hurts, but it tastes good. It tastes good, but it hurts."
After the old man finished eating the beef, he wiped his palms clean on his clothes without any care.
"I can eat, drink, and still feel pain. Tell me, am I still alive?"
"Of course life and death are not in the palm of your hand, but can't you give something a try if it's not in your palm? Death doesn't matter, I just don't want to lose!"
Liang De looked at the old man's face and then at his hands.
Liang De put down the golden bamboo chopsticks and used the hot steel-like iron forging method in the skin. The skin of his right palm became like red-hot copper skin. He slowly reached out to the charcoal stove and grasped a piece of red-hot coal. Clench your palms and feel the feedback from the burning object.
It seemed like there was no feeling at all, and it seemed like the pain was to the bone.
Liang De connected his spiritual consciousness to the realm of his own nature. In the supply and management space of the vending machine, there were still two options to be decided on the screen. They were extracted from the intersection between American coffee and everything in his past. Two extraordinary characteristics.
[See Death as Sweet Treats]: Americano coffee with caramel syrup added, slightly sweet. After drinking it, a living person who has a death wish can specify the time of his own death (24 hours later at the latest). If the drinker does not specify the time of death, he will He died on time 1 hour later. The manner of death was sudden myocardial infarction without any pain. Note: For those who have no desire to die, drinking this is useless and tasteless.
[Mortal Cultivation]: Double espresso Americano is extremely bitter. After drinking it, a living person with a fighting spirit can specify the next time to fall asleep (48 hours later at the latest). If the drinker does not specify a time to fall asleep, he will fall asleep naturally. While the drinker is awake, fatigue is completely eliminated and the drinker's optimal sleep time is adjusted to 1 hour. Note: For those who have no fighting spirit, drinking this is useless and tasteless.
He has struggled and been discouraged.
That night of overtime work, what on earth was I thinking about at the last moment?
The clenched fist unconsciously exerted force, and the red-hot coals were crushed into gray-white embers in the palm of the hand.
Is that so? Will it turn into ashes eventually?
Liang De relaxed all his strength, only the burning pain in his palms was still beating.
He sat slouched, holding a cup of American coffee that appeared out of thin air with his burned palms.
The other hand opened the switch cover of the disposable paper cup and pressed it into the groove.
There was a pause.
Liang De opened the lid of the cup and threw it away, then drank it all in one gulp.
"It's too bitter, I'm too bitter..."
The pain of burning coals will eventually turn to ashes.
The scars will heal, the memories will pass, and I will still be alive.
I'm alive.
