"What's wrong?"
"The Brontosaurus is sick."
One question, one answer, short answer.
Then no more questions were asked, and no one answered again. There is probably no need for words at this time. After all, when Brontosaurus is ill, everyone knows what it looks like when he is ill. It is pointless to ask.
Traveling is originally a very interesting thing. After all, it is to live a life that others are tired of living, and then experience how it is different from the life that you are tired of living.
But this kind of program that seems boring but everyone has more or less expectations in their hearts seems a bit dull in the gang of Brother Zhang.
Brother Zhang, Xiao Ma, and Wu Genshui were wandering aimlessly on the streets of the bustling metropolis, looking at the people passing by, but all three of them had burgers in their hands, like lonely ghosts who died without a cure. , can't find the target and the place to go.
"Have you heard? Yesterday, there was a live broadcast in a live broadcast room where mobile phones were cut off, and 60,000 people didn't cut off a single phone." Xiao Ma suddenly said: "It's fucking outrageous."
"Sixty thousand people." Wugenshui sighed: "Sixty thousand people are enough to conquer the Yan Kingdom."
"Yeah." Xiao Ma took a bite of his burger and when he saw a bench in front of him, he pointed at it: "Sit down?"
Then the three of them sat on the bench, staring blankly at the excited girls in the Golden Bauhinia Square in front of them. Judging from their standard Northeastern dialect, these girls were definitely not locals.
From time to time, fashionably dressed teenagers would skate by in front of them on their skateboards. Some would see these three people's old-fashioned attire and call them "Yankee" in contempt.
But it doesn't matter. Who cares about these little bastards? In the future, society will give them merciless blows, and even the always energetic and aggressive pony won't bother to pay attention to them.
"Why do people live?" Xiao Ma lit a cigarette and leaned on that place: "Look at these little bastards, what is their life for? What kind of freedom do people yearn for? Freedom and unfreedom Where is the line?"
This passage was spoken in his tone, which sounded somewhat like Wong Kar-Wai's, but no one present could answer it.
Night has really fallen, and the place begins to look different from the daytime. There are obviously more people, and there are also some street performing artists mixed in with the crowd, making some money with their crafts.
There is no shame in performing arts. Xiao Ma seemed to be going there for fun, but what he brought out were all murder weapons and he was going to be arrested. After all, Wu Genshui was once a high-ranking retainer of the emperor and generals, and he had no interest in such dirty things. , so originally it was just Brother Zhang who was in a daze all day long, but now it became three people in a daze together.
Fortunately, these three people are all people with sufficient mental cultivation and will not look for trouble out of idleness, but strange problems keep emerging one after another.
"Tell me, is there a real person mixed in here?"
Wugenshui looked at the people who performed street magic. Some of them were really astonishing in their skills. Even Wugenshui could hardly see their flaws. He read it as magic and wrote it as magic.
"That must be true."
Brother Zhang pointed at a street magician not far away who was lighting flames with his fingers. He saw the man playing with several bunches of flames flying up and down. They were very smart and beautiful. There were many people watching, but no one could find him. flaw.
There was a wooden box in front of this fire magician with a lot of money inside, and he worked harder to show the audience the wonderful changes in flames.
Because it was not far from Brother Zhang and the others, his performance could be clearly seen. After the magician performed for half an hour, there were not many people watching, and he also planned to pack up his things and go to make a living elsewhere.
But when he turned around, he saw the three people sitting about ten meters away from him applauding him. He also smiled kindly at the three people, packed his things, took his small box and left. Came to where the three of them were.
After coming over, he simply used the box as a stool and sat there, then took out a hot dog from his pocket, covered it with his hand for a while and then started to eat it slowly.
"Tourists?"
He turned to talk to Brother Zhang and the other two, and regardless of whether they answered or not, the man said to himself: "Why bother being a stranger."
After saying that, he took a bite of the hot dog, took out a stainless steel cup with a worn label, opened it and took a sip.
"There's no better place in the world than home."
He spoke in a low volume, as if he was speaking to the group leader and himself, and his sigh seemed to convey inexplicable desolation and loneliness.
"where are you from?"
Brother Zhang asked after stuffing the last bit of burger into his mouth.
The magician laughed and looked straight into the distance: "Probably a very far away place."
"Gene Era"
"How far is it?"
"lifetime."
Brother Zhang laughed after hearing this. He relaxed and leaned on the chair, looking up at the sparse stars in the sky: "Yes, a person suddenly comes to a strange world, and that is a lifetime."
This sentence made Pony and the magician look at Brother Zhang in shock.
Xiao Ma said in surprise: "He is a time traveler?"
The magician said in surprise: "How do you know?"
"People from different worlds have different imprints. You can tell at a glance whether they are from this world."
Brother Zhang's words made the magician suddenly become extremely excited. He rushed forward and said to Brother Zhang with a very excited expression: "Can you know where my home is? Can you take me home? Please. …”
He repeatedly begged, and soon his face burst into tears, and he knelt on the ground and cried loudly, but Brother Zhang just gently handed over a tissue.
"Sorry, I can't do anything." Brother Zhang shook his head helplessly and explained: "The world is not one point to one point, it is one point to countless points. If you come here and don't want to go back, unless you have The gate either has retrieval information, otherwise the denominator is positive infinity.”
The denominator is positive infinity, so it depends on fate, right? Who can afford to bet on this thing? It may be the first time, or it may be thousands of times, no one knows what will happen.
So this answer is actually to use the word "impossible" as euphemistically as possible.
The man's mood collapsed, and the wandering traveler's temperament that he seemed to have before was suddenly disillusioned. However, even the pony who liked to make sarcastic remarks remained quiet enough. Apart from the fact that he couldn't help but fart, he just No more sound was made.
Infinity in space and infinity in time are always so similar. Impossibility is impossible, and there is no way back.
The man who cried a lot looked much better. He started eating his hot dog again before his tears dried. He took two bites to wipe his tears, but stubbornly finished everything.
Brother Zhang patted him on the shoulder and handed him an unopened cup of milk tea. When Xiao Ma saw this operation, he was stunned for a moment and whispered to Wu Gen Shui: "Where did he get the milk tea?"
"I do not know……"
And when you see the logo on the milk tea, isn’t it Brother Zhang’s own milk tea cup?
Xiao Ma didn't see any movement from him. Where did this milk tea come from?
But this is Brother Zhang. As long as what happens to him, everything is not so outrageous, but rather natural.
"I've been here for eleven years..."
After the man completely calmed down, he told his story. He actually came from another world. The technological development in that world was not as good as here. It was probably at the level of the Middle Ages, but there were many things that might have existed in this world. Things that are very rare now, such as magic, dragons, and Warcraft.
He didn't remember how he came here. He just knew that after he suddenly walked into a strange space that day, he could never find his way back. His parents, wife and children disappeared from his life.
In the past eleven years, he has been wandering around, starting from Singapore and searching all the way to Hong Kong. In each place, he will stop for two years to rely on his superb magical talent to learn the language, and then use his magical ability to make a living, but after eleven years After that, he still found nothing.
"What are you going to do next?"
"I'm not looking for you anymore." The man smiled, showing his white teeth: "I stopped looking for him when I knew there was no hope."
"You said you were a magician?"
Xiao Ma looked at this person curiously, and it could be seen that he did have some subtle differences from normal people. For example, although his hair color and face shape were very Asian, his pupils were light blue, and Even the structure of his ears is different from ordinary people.
"Elven Magician." He wiped his ears with his hands, and the strange ears suddenly popped up, like those of the fantasy elves, with pointed ears and light blue pupils...
"Wow..." Xiao Ma was completely shocked: "Wonderful Stories of the World."
The elf magician also laughed when he saw his reaction: "Want to come and sit at my place? Let a stranger make a cup of tea for the other three strangers."
Who can refuse a male elf's request to come to his home for tea? Come on, a real elf would be super cool, okay?
So Brother Zhang and his three friends followed this stranger to his current residence.
The place he lives in is not big, but it is not the coffin room in Sham Shui Po that Brother Zhang has seen before. Although it is also on the top floor, it has its own rooftop, and the environment is very good in comparison.
And perhaps because the owner is an elf, this rooftop is like a botanical garden, covered with all kinds of lovely plants. Sitting at the small square table in the middle, I feel naturally happy.
"My original name is too long, so just call me Pan Xing."
Xiao Ma raised his head and asked curiously: "Isn't that a tank?"
"The star of the stars. This is the meaning of my real name." The elf mage stood up: "Wait a moment, I will prepare tea for you."
