The novella "Wormhole Time Machine".
I was escorted to the door by the soldiers, and the female assistant who had just arrived at the gate handed me a dress.
I've seen this dress in the movies, it's the kind of clothes that restrain the mentally ill.
The two sleeves of the blouse are sewn together, and the trousers are rows of restraint buckles.
The soldier forcibly took off my shirt and changed for me.
"Wait, what are you doing. What is this outfit and why are you wearing this?" I shouted desperately.
"This garment is called a restraint garment, because your soul will be out of the body for three days. Within three days your body will go into a dormant state, which is necessary to avoid damage caused by sleepwalking. This is a lesson from the past, I hope you don't think too much about it. Dr. Doug Iger said with a smile as he followed behind me.
I was powerless to resist, and the soldiers put on my restraint suit and fastened the buttons of my jacket.
The soldier escorted me to the end of the laboratory and opened the door.
My eyes didn't look like a laboratory at all, but like an operating table in a hospital.
The two soldiers put me on a bed and fully fastened the footsteps of my restraint suit.
At this moment, I couldn't move at all, and I shouted helplessly.
I didn't know what I was talking about, only screaming helplessly.
Dr. Doug Iger came up to me, holding a mask in his hand, and said, "Let me tell you why it's 99 percent and not 100 percent." ”
"What? I cried out helplessly.
"We had a gorilla called Bard, a very well-behaved female orangutan. It was also three days, but on the first day it had symptoms of sleepwalking. The next day we restrained it, but we forgot about the hood. On the third night, it bit its tongue and killed itself, and by the time it was too late. So this hood is also just in case, don't mind. Dr. Doug Iger finished holding my mouth with one hand and putting the mask at my face with the other.
"I'm against it, I mind ... I'm going to end the experiment, I'm going to leave this ... I shouted, but the mask was completely embedded in my face.
The gag on the mask was completely against my mouth, and I could only snort.
"The experiment begins. Dr. Doug Iger said.
I could feel some rope straps tightening me completely.
The bed was slowly erected over 90 degrees.
The sound of electromagnetism sounded slowly, and the sensation of tinnitus began to come.
One minute, two minutes...
The sound was never forbidden, and my head was about to explode.
I felt the needle insert into my skin and started to feel sleepy.
Something felt in my head and then I pulled out, and then I didn't know where I was.
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I slowly opened my eyes, and now I was lying on the yellow earth.
I struggled to stand up, unable to feel anything.
Dizzy and dizzy, it seems that someone has been poured a whole bottle of liquor, and I can't concentrate.
I thought about what had happened before, and my mind came back.
I lost control and crossed over, and I could go back in three days?
Can't die, record and report everything?
I looked around and there was a big desert.
Not far away is a mountain, and below it appears to be a large area of jungle and shrubs.
Dizzy, I instinctively walked towards the jungle.
I glanced around and there were only a few pieces of fabric on me.
It's primitive, it's backward.
I touched my face with my hand, and I couldn't describe what I looked like.
I saw that I was dark-skinned and seemed to be a black man? I tried to speak, "I... I've traveled through time?"
I know where I am, but my limbs are hard to control.
I was like a drunken man who had been drunk, swaying and thinking about walking into the jungle.
This should be my host, I want to run but I can't do it.
I understand that it's hard to control an unfamiliar body, and it's good to be able to move.
I began to think about where this was, and at least something about the age and region that could be pulled out.
I looked at the desolation around me, and several thoughts came to my mind.
This could be a prehistoric civilization, or it could be after the destruction of human technology.
By the way, this may not be the Earth.
I felt a little strained as I walked, and my breathing began to be rapid.
I don't know if it's me who is tired, or if the host is tired.
I fell to the ground, losing consciousness.
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I woke up again, lying on a stone bed.
The hazy figure in front of me helped me up and said, "Are you awake? It's good that you're fine, do you know who you are?"
I shook my head and said, "Don't you know me?"
I thought to myself, if the other person didn't know me. So it's likely that I'm not from here, so what is the purpose of my host's coming here?
"I don't think I know you, wait until I take you to see our queen. The other party said.
I couldn't see his face clearly, everything was drunk and drunk.
Even though I've fainted and woken up once now, I still feel like I've been poured liquor.
It seems that this may be the sequelae of crossing the host, after all, one's own soul is united with others. It's understandable that it can become like this.
When I look around, it looks like a cave.
It was dark and dark, with almost no light.
I thought that this was a matriarchal society, and that the civilization here might be quite backward.
"Why don't you turn on the lights?" I said.
"What's the lamp?" said the other man.
I smiled wryly, too. There are some words that they may not understand yet, but I think it's a blessing that there is no barrier to speech now.
"Something shiny, or fire?" I said.
"Yes, but only the queen can have it. I'll take you to see her later, our queen is very kind. The other party said.
I nodded my head, it seems that there is not just a matriarchal society or an oligarchy here.
The other man took my hand and led me inside.
Walking through the palace corridors, it is like an underground palace.
The people around are busy, and the hall is spacious.
There's a woman on the throne, and I don't know why I think she's very, very majestic.
I involuntarily lowered my head, surrounded by people who were all about them, and guessed that my host was frightened.
"Who are you?" said the queen lightly.
"Queen, I don't know who I am. I probably fell on my head, can I stay here for a few days?" I said.
The queen said lightly: "Looking at the fabric on your body, you seem to be a poor person. ”
"Poor?" I repeated.
"Forget it, it's fine. As long as you're willing to work, I'll let you stay here. The queen said and beckoned.
A man who looked a little older walked over.
"This is our sacrifice, and he will familiarize you with everything here. How many days do you need to get acquainted with, and then start working for me?" said the Queen.
I paused, I needed to stay for three days. I smiled and said, "I may need to take three days off." ”
"It's not a lazy person from a poor country, but it's also diligent. Go down, and in three days I want you to contribute to us. The queen waved her hand.
The priest led me out of the palace and outside.
I turned to look at the vague palace behind me, which seemed to be a cave building half in the mountains and half underground.
I said to the priest, "What is this country called?"
"Infinity Country. The priest said.
"Poor, infinite?" I said.
"Yes, because of the place you came from. It's lazy, it's delicious and lazy to do. Some are poor, and we are very industrious here, so there are no poor people. The priest said.
"Such an infinite?" I said with a wry smile.
"It's been built over hundreds of years by generations of queens. The priest said.
"By the way, who are we?" I said.
"Who?" said the priest, puzzled.
"The ground is under our feet, but it is round. So it's the earth, and we're the earthlings. I covered my mouth and realized that I had said something I shouldn't have said.
"Isn't the earth flat?" said the priest.
I nodded my head and said, "Yes, yes, I was wrong." It's flat, it's flat. ”
"I know who we you just said. The gods call us: What is the matter? By the way, Ma ~ Iya. The priest said.
"Maya, Maya, Maya, Maya, Maya, B.C. America?" I exclaimed, covering my mouth.
"Maya? That seems like a good name. I'll tell the queen tomorrow that we're Mayans. The priest said with a smile.
I froze in place, and my Mayan sentence seemed to subtly change history.
That's what the gods meant, thank you. The priest shouted.
"Wait, Tenjin, you mean there are Tenjin?" I said, puzzled.
"yes, you'll see later. The priest said.
"Wait, what do you mean to see?" I shuddered all over, rumors spread that ancient humans were able to have civilization all because of aliens.
Could it be that there were really aliens in ancient times?
"Of course, the gods are visible. They will appear in the skies over our country and bring us a good harvest or a calamity. ”
"Harvest disaster?" I said, puzzled.
"There are good gods and bad gods. The priest said.
I received a lot of knowledge at once, and I panicked and said, "Can you take me to see the gods?"
"The gods themselves will appear, and we have no way of knowing the time. We don't know whether the gods bring disaster or blessing. The priest said.
I nodded, indeed if it was an alien that made humanity progress. How can it be said that you can see it, the spaceship comes and the spaceship goes.
"And what does the god look like?" I said.
"No shape, no shape. It's so big, I can't explain it to you. You will know when you see it, and the gods are the appearance of the gods. The priest said.
I nodded, thinking about everything.
I'll go back in three days and announce these things. It seems that it is not only the world that can be shocked, but it is something that can prove the existence of aliens. Of course, I haven't seen the so-called "gods" yet, and I guess I can only confirm all this if I see it.
Can I see the so-called gods?
I'm a little annoyed at the moment that I have studied too little history.
The knowledge of the Maya is almost equal to nothing, except that they seem to be very intelligent. And predicted the end of the world? Could it be that the "gods" told them?
As for whether the wisdom of the Mayans was brought about by the gods?
The priest smiled and said, "Go back to sleep, you sleep in my room today." ”
I nodded, expecting the arrival of the gods.
Late that night, the priest slapped me. Grabbed my head and shook it violently, waking me up and startling me.
The priest grabbed my head angrily and said, "What did you say? What are your dream words? What do you mean that the god of destruction is coming?"
I watched the sacrifice dumbfounded, and I didn't say anything at all.
Could it be that while I sleep, my host speaks?
Could it be that my host traveled from the poor country to the infinite country to deliver the message?the god of destruction?how did the Maya perish?I began to regret that I had read too little of the books.
The priest angrily took my hand and said, "Come with me to the queen and explain the matter of destroying the gods." ”