As the sky grew darker, Hank lit an oil lamp and placed it on the long table, and the space in front of the table suddenly brightened.

"Kids, it's time to eat!" Hank shouted to the children who were still playing around.

The children, who were still playing just now, immediately obediently agreed and ran towards Hank one by one.

"Go, go, wash your hands, and look at the mud in your hands. Hank laughed again.

The children let out an embarrassed laugh, turned and ran into the next cabin, and scrambled back to the long table to sit down.

Hank wears an apron that doesn't match his image and brings plates of dishes to the table. Dinner was simple, with a plate of somewhat rough steak roasted per person, a large plate of white bread-like bread called a fla cake, a variety of fruits that had been seen or never seen before, and a large pot of tomato soup.

After setting up the tableware, Han sat down with Yang Haohui, who was standing on the side, rubbed Yang Haohui's soft short hair, and said to the children in front of him: "Introduction, this child's name is Yang Haohui." He lost his memory due to some accident, and he will live with us for a while. Everyone must get along well. ”

Yang Haohui nodded to the five children in front of him in a friendly gesture, and at the same time felt a little uncomfortable that he had lied to Hank.

Previously, at Hank's house, he learned the shocking truth - after he crossed over to the Tianyuan Realm for some reason, he hid the truth from Hank that he did not have amnesia, but admitted that he may have lost his memory due to the impact when he fell. Although he was about to say unfamiliar words like "Beijing" before, fortunately, Hank was not a very serious person, and he casually used the excuse of memory confusion to prevaricate.

In fact, this is not what Yang Haohui himself wants, but this kind of thing is to travel through two different worlds, even if it is placed in this world with the "magic" of Yuan Energy, it must be very nonsense, if a similar situation really happened in this world, then Mo Meng will not be the same secret attitude as before.

And let's not say that Hank won't believe the truth so easily, if Hank believes in himself, then in the face of such an "alien" who has crossed over at present, Yang Haohui can't guarantee that he won't have any crooked hearts. If you think about it carefully, you can understand that if it is in the original world, if anyone with a little bad thoughts suddenly encounters a "traverser" like himself while walking on the street, then the "traverser" is not caught to travel to the exhibition to make money, that is, he is locked up in the laboratory as a guinea pig.

Yang Haohui is also a child who was forced to step into society at the age of eight, after all, he hasn't been with Hank for a long time, and he is not familiar with life, so he will never suffer if he has more heart.

"Hello Eker Yindeko, welcome to Yang Haohui. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with a cheerful and sunny face greeting generously, he was fair-skinned, had dazzling blonde hair, and his pupils were a rare turquoise.

Eckel was clearly the little leader of the group, and as soon as he spoke, the rest of the children began to introduce themselves.

"I—My name is Yurina, you—hello. The little girl, named Yuruna, looked a little smaller, the same as Eker's blonde hair and white skin, but her personality was rather shy, and she whispered this sentence and then disappeared.

"Naji Uzumen, your Excellency. If you need any help, please be sure not to hesitate and consult with you. The Japanese-style boy with this name speaks in an old-fashioned manner, looks a little old, and it is not easy to guess the age, but the yellow skin and black eyes of the vortex door and himself still make Yang Haohui feel very kind.

"Hello brother, my name is Xiao Jiu, brother, you are so good-looking. She said this to a little girl with innocent skin a little chocolate-colored, and she was unusually short compared to the others, as if she were only four or five years old.

"Hmm...... Uh-huh! The last little fat man with brown hair made a muffled sound from his mouth.

Hank laughed a few times, and Xiang Yang Haohui said, "You can just call him Meat Ball, this kid is born dumb and can't speak." ”

Just as Yang Haohui was afraid, after introducing himself one by one, he fell into the curious questions of these five peers, from where you are from to which hand to wipe your buttocks, all kinds of strange questions. Yang Haohui couldn't help but be a little cramped, he wasn't the kind of person who was good at chatting, and no one would take the initiative to talk to him before he met Mo Meng. Thankfully, amnesia is a very useful card, and most questions can be fooled over without revealing it.

Just when the problems gradually piled up, fortunately, Hank solved the siege in time, and he said with the majesty of a parent: "Okay, hurry up and eat." The children quieted down, and obediently followed Hank's hands together, and Yang Haohui also learned to fold his hands, and began a quiet and peaceful dinner.

I have to say, the meal was fragrant and the fla bread was sweet.

After the meal, after another round of children's questions bombardment, Yang Haohui finally took a shower, and Hank, who had repaired the roof, took him up to the second floor of a larger wooden house. It looks like an attic that has been abandoned for a while, and there is a small wooden bed and tables and chairs of the same material in the small space. Yang Haohui walked to the side of the bed, dusted off the dust and sat down, the small bed creaking sound.

"Hold, futon and pillow. It's still summer, so it won't be too cold, but don't be greedy for the cold, remember to cover your belly. I'm sorry Xiaohui, your situation is too special, there is no bed for you in the place where the children live downstairs, so you can only let you settle for a while. ”

Yang Haohui took the futon and pillow and nodded to Hank: "No, thank you very much for your help." ”

Hank let out his trademark "Kuhaha" hearty laugh: "Good night then, I'll take you to town tomorrow and ask, maybe someone can help you." Then he turned around and was about to go out.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Hank. After hesitating, Yang Haohui stopped Hank and asked the question he hadn't had a chance to ask at the dinner table just now, "The one you helped me heal before about Yuan Neng...... Can you tell me more about it? ”

Hank turned his head and said with a worried expression: "Actually, I also wanted to ask you just now, Xiaohui, Yuan Energy is the most important common sense in the Tianyuan Realm, even a three-year-old child knows what it is, your amnesia is so serious." ”

"Ah, well, yes, I forgot all but my name. Yang Haohui had to say against his will.

"Really, you'll have to be careful not to hit your head next time. ”

“...... I'll try to enter your house through the door next time. ”

"What do you want to ask about Yuan Neng?"

"All of it, and if you can, I hope you can tell me a little bit about the world...... Oh no, the structure of the Tianyuan Realm, I might be able to think of something. ”

Hank looked like "I really can't help you", moved the wooden chair next to the table and sat down, and said, "Then let's start with Yuan Neng." ”

Yang Haohui sat up straight, put on a posture of listening to his ears, and began to secretly remember.

"I know how to write the word Yuanneng, but it's actually just an abbreviation, and the full name is "elemental energy". The origin of this energy is widely said, but the most widely circulated theory is recorded in the "Origin Record", about 60 million years ago, there was a piece of heaven flying into the world, the sun and the moon are the same day, day and night are reversed, Yuan energy was born from the flying fall, full of all things, the ancients found that they had the power of this called Yuan Neng, after years of change, until now. Hank scratched his belly and continued, "I don't usually say such a crepe thing as a rough person, it was written in a book when I was in school, and of course it is not necessarily true or false, and now people use it as a story and myth to lull children to sleep." ”

"Sounds a lot like a myth. Yang Haohui honestly expressed his opinion.

"Wake up to the school...... Oh, and that is, where every child goes to school between the ages of six and ten, should have been talked about, but you may have forgotten it. Everything in heaven and earth is made up of a variety of elements. The wood element gathers into a forest, the water element gathers into the sea, and the fire element gathers to naturally become a fire. And the most essential energy contained in these elements is the elemental energy. You can think of Yuan Energy as 'an element in the form of energy'. Mastering the Yuan Energy is equivalent to mastering these elements in Mother Nature to a certain extent. At that time, my teacher taught me to define Yuan Neng as 'the power of nature that human beings can borrow'. ”

As he spoke, Hank raised a hand, green light shining in his palm, and slender willow branches grew out, swaying left and right in midair.

"Well, it's like this. I can use 'Kinono', so I can use the power of Kinono. ”

Although it was the second time he saw it, Yang Haohui was still frightened, and subconsciously moved away from the wicker.

Hank was amused by Yang Haohui's appearance, waved his hand to let the wicker turn into a point of light and disperse, and then said, "There are different kinds of elements in nature, and Yuan Energy is naturally the same. Different types of energy have their own fixed colors, so they are generally classified by color. There are generally seven kinds of elemental energy – wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and sound. The corresponding colors are green, blue, red, orange, cyan, yellow, and purple. You can also see that I am Mu Yuanneng, so the light emitted by Yuanneng is green. ”

Swallowing and moistening his throat, Hank continued: "Generally, a person can only use one attribute of Yuan Energy. People who can use Yuan Energy are different from ordinary people and are called 'Elemental Masters', but this is not a job title, just a general term for people who have Yuan Energy. Every year, the Central Metaverse organizes an awakening ceremony for children aged ten to twelve in all Metaverse regions, and if they succeed in awakening, they can obtain Yuan Energy to become an elemental master. Elementalists are roughly divided into thirteen classes according to the amount of elemental energy and the ability to manipulate the elements. The first order is the weakest, and the thirteenth order is the strongest. There are currently only four people in the entire Tian Yuan Realm who are of the twelfth order, called the 'Four Emperors'. As for the thirteenth order......"

Hank paused slightly, his tone solemn.

"There is only one person, a demigod. ”

- God.

After living for 12 years, Yang Haohui has always been a staunch atheist, firmly believing in the rejuvenation of the country through science and education and opposing feudal superstition. But at this moment, he was still shocked by this simple word. He could hear a slight tremor in Hank's tone, how powerful does a person have to be to be a god in the world?

"Depending on how the elemental energy is used, the Elementalist can engage in any profession. Take a fire elementalist as an example, he can be a chef who is better at controlling the heat, or he can be a warrior who controls the flames to burn the enemy, and because he has a stronger physique and the ability to control the elements than ordinary people, he will have a greater advantage and more respected status than ordinary people in life. ”

Yang Haohui nodded, indicating understanding.

"That being said, the ultimate goal of all elementals is to be a guard. ”

"Guard?" Yang Haohui didn't know so much about this new word.

"Powerful elementalist. Hank said word by word, revealing a fascinated expression, "After training, an elementalist with super high combat effectiveness." Fighting evil and guarding the continent with blood and strength is the dream of every child in the Tian Yuan Realm!"

Police...... Yang Haohui thought silently. No wonder Mo Meng didn't understand what he meant when he scared Mo Meng to call the police, the difference between the cultures of the two worlds gave many professions of the same nature different titles.

"Xiaohui, do you think of anything after all this?" Hank asked coldly.

Yang Haohui, who was busy memorizing, was startled, and hurriedly said, "Ah, that, I probably need you to say more." ”

"That's right......" Hank sighed with some regret, "Then let's talk about the Celestial Realm, you must know where you are now." ”

"This is actually just a pseudonym for the continent, the real name is 'Saint Roor's Continent', but this is a very ancient name, because Saint Roor's is respected by the elemental master, and the word 'Yuan' is taken from it, and the Tianyuan Realm is currently the most common continent name. ”

Hank stretched out four fingers: "Since the 'Great Holy War' 600 years ago, the four elemental masters with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, oh, that is, the current Four Emperors, have divided the entire Tianyuan Realm into four parts in terms of territory and sphere of influence. ”

Yang Haohui remembered the unexplained terms that Hank had said earlier, and said, "Eastern Yuan, Western Yuan, Southern Yuan, and Northern Yuan?"

"Kuha, good memory. Hank exclaimed, "The full names are the Eastern Metaverse, the Western Metaverse, the Southern Metaverse, and the Northern Metaverse. Where we are now is the Western Metaverse. It's just that it's almost close to the edge of the Western Metaverse, the coastal town of Nordra. ”

"The Great Holy War and the Middle Yuan...... What is the Middle Metaverse?" Yang Haohui vaguely remembered that he had this word before.

"The Great Holy War is not difficult to understand, you should be able to guess from the name Xiaohui, it was a great melee that was involved in the entire Tianyuan Realm 600 years ago. As for the specific cause of the war, I don't know, I didn't survive that era, you can ask my teacher if you have a chance, he studied this. ”

"After the Great Holy War, the Heavenly Yuan Realm was divided into four by the Four Emperors, and the inhabitants of the four different Metaverse Realms would inevitably have friction and hatred left in the war. In order to completely end that bloody era, the people of the four Metaverses divided the territory, and organized the fifth Metaverse, the Middle Metaverse, in the common border area of the four Metaverses, the center of the Saint-Roor's Continent, to regulate the relationship between the four Metaverses, and the Central Metaverse has a certain right to manage all the Metaverses. ”

"I see, I see. Yang Haohui nodded again, "What's another thing called...... Oh yes, meta-technique. What do you say about the characteristic type of manufacturing matter, which seems to be related to this term, and what is metatechnology?"

"This is complicated to explain, I don't know how to give lectures much, and I have the opportunity to ask my teacher one day. Hank paused, and suddenly asked a clueless question. "Speaking of Xiaohui, how old are you this year?"

"Just turned twelve. Yang Haohui said.

Hank touched his chin thoughtfully: "In your case, you haven't woken up." ”

"Not yet, probably. Yang Haohui said in an uncertain tone, saying that he was too sure that he was afraid that Hank would wonder if he really had amnesia.

"That's right, it's a little late, but it's the right age. ”

"You mean ......"

"You're also lucky, there will be a new round of awakening rituals in the town of Noldra in three days, do you want to try it?"

Yang Haohui didn't expect that he would suddenly have the opportunity to come into contact with Yuan Neng, an unknown thing he had always regarded as magic, and he didn't know whether to agree or refuse for a while. Just as he was thinking, the sound of a girl crying suddenly came from downstairs.

"Oops!" Hank slapped his head, "Xiao Jiu has a nightmare again, Xiaohui, you go to bed early, I'll take a look." I'll wake up early tomorrow and I'll accompany you to the town to familiarize yourself with the situation, remember to cover your stomach!"

Hank hurriedly turned and went downstairs after dropping a series of words, and the crying slowly subsided when the footsteps were far away.

Yang Haohui got out of bed, and his feet made a slight creaking sound when they came into contact with the shabby floor of the attic. There is obviously no such thing as soundproofing in the wooden houses of this world, and too much movement is likely to affect the sleep of the children downstairs. Helpless, Yang Haohui had no choice but to change to tiptoe to the door and close the door, tiptoe back to the bed, carefully lay out the futon as silently as possible, and finally finished all this, and then relaxed slightly on the bed.

The fatigue that had accumulated throughout the day hit suddenly, and Yang Haohui felt as if his eyelids were filled with lead, and he couldn't open them when he closed them slightly.

Then with the sleepiness came a huge sense of unreality and confusion, and he tossed and turned several times trying to fall asleep, but the faint irritability was like a thorn in his spine to keep him awake. There is nothing more painful in the world than this—I am so sleepy that I can't sleep.

He pulled out his bald Nokia phone, and sure enough, there was no signal on the display.

Yang Haohui got up and got out of bed slowly, walked to the table next to the bed, pulled over the stool and sat down. On the table lay several yellowed sheets of paper and an uncapped fountain pen, and next to the pen lay an oil lamp. It just so happened that Yang Haohui thought, he had everything he needed.

He had taken the oil lamp, and although it looked similar, it was not the same type of small candle he had seen in the movie, and there was only a round orange-red stone with a slight sense of transparency in the glass cover. In fact, the name of this thing is called the shaking lamp, and Hank put it on the table before eating, and he also mentioned it to Yang Haohui, which is the most versatile lighting device in the Tianyuan Realm.

Yang Haohui picked up the rocker lamp and shook it like Hank, and the "wick" rolled back and forth in the glass cover. The glass cover seemed thick enough, and the sound of the round stone hitting the wall was barely audible. With the impact, the "wick" became brighter and brighter, and when the brightness was moderate, Yang Haohui placed the rocker lamp in the corner of the table, and the soft orange light illuminated the darkness of the attic.

"Interesting, does the brightness increase according to the number of impacts? Muttering like this, Yang Haohui picked up the pen and tried it on the paper, and the water came out normally.

He scratched his head, and his mind began to slowly sort through the chaotic thoughts. Instead of being frightened and spinning around like a headless fly in a new world, it is better to calm down and analyze the current situation and make a plan.

He has already encountered too many difficulties since the disappearance of his parents, and he has survived the six years of hard work, and now this situation is nothing, and his adaptability has always been stronger than that of cockroaches.

Yang Haohui wrote the word "world" on the paper, and drew two diagonal lines below, writing "Beijing" and "Tianyuan Realm" respectively.

There is no doubt that it all started after he met Mo Meng. There is no doubt that Mo Meng definitely crossed over from the Tianyuan Realm. This definite idea made Yang Haohui feel a little relieved, since Mo Meng can cross, then he can prove that he has a way to return to the original world, as for the method......

Yang Haohui touched the hexagonal crystal on his chest.

He wrote the word "key" under "Beijing" - Mo Meng seems to refer to the crystal left by his parents, and it is not difficult to understand that if you think of the two worlds as different rooms in a house, you naturally need a "key" to open the door. But so far, he didn't know how to use the necklace, and he couldn't ask Hank, which would undoubtedly expose the unnecessary and possible danger of his false amnesia.

Then the only solution is to find the missing Mo Meng and ask for clarification, she also said at the last moment of "opening the door" that "you must go to her".

Thinking of this, he wrote "Eastern Yuan Realm" under the "Tian Yuan Realm" again. Mo Meng once mentioned this, and after Hank popularized it, he also understood that this was the name of a region, combined with Mo Meng's once said "go home", Mo Meng's home was likely to be somewhere in the Eastern Yuan Realm.

Yang Haohui drew a horizontal line behind the "Eastern Metaverse", wrote "Find Momeng", and circled it.

Circles represent what needs to be done.

Or...... Yang Haohui wrote a "Parents" below "Beijing", and added a "Looking for Parents" below "Tianyuan Realm", circling it.

Before crossing over, the necklace had emitted a bright light in the shape of an arch that was the same as when the parents disappeared. So combining the memories of the two paragraphs before and after, there is a great possibility that his parents have also traveled to the Tianyuan Realm. In other words, it is very likely that his parents also know how to use the "key". Yang Haohui thought so, and was actually a little happy in his heart. It is very likely that his parents are not dead, but somewhere in the Tian Yuan Realm.

He couldn't help but think of that rainy night again, and his heart was slightly touched.

However, Yang Haohui quickly reined in his thoughts, since the goals of "looking for Mo Meng" and "looking for parents" have been established, the method needed to achieve the goal is the key. He thought about it for a while, wrote the word "make money" on the paper again, and reluctantly circled it.

The Tianyuan Realm is no longer Beijing, and he can no longer earn money by working with Boss Zhou, if he hadn't met Hank by chance, he might have slept on the streets today. After all, he is not the male protagonist of Long Aotian's online text, and he has no worries about food and clothing, just to save the world. Before exploring the truth of the Tianyuan Realm, he always had to find a way to have something to eat. Hank is not his own father after all, he is not obligated to help him for free, and he does not have the cheekiness to eat and drink.

"Make money, make money......" Yang Haohui couldn't stop muttering, there doesn't seem to be anything like technology in this world, and naturally there is no place to repair computers.

After thinking for a while, Yang Haohui suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and wrote the word "Yuan Neng" after the three words "Eastern Metaverse", and then wrote "Elemental Master" under "Yuan Neng".

The Celestial Yuan Realm is respected by elementalists, in other words, it is easier to find a job, and it should be correspondingly easier to make money. In addition, although his memory is a little blurred because of his anger, in the Opera Bomana restaurant, he seems to have shown the same extraordinary strength as Hank when he beat Pan Chen. Now in combination with the Yuan Energy, everything seems to be explained smoothly. Although now he has forgotten the feeling at that time, and he has not been able to use that terrifying power, it proves that he should at least have the qualifications to become an elemental.

Everything that happened before seems to have a subtle connection with "Yuan Neng", a new thing in this new world. Yang Haohui has such a feeling that if he wants to "go home", becoming an elementalist will be an indispensable part.

The tip of the pen tapped lightly on the paper, and Yang Haohui drew a heavy circle on the three words "elemental master".

So what about after becoming an elemental master? What about after having the power of Yuan Neng? If it is the awakening of Huo Yuan Neng, will he become a chef? Or is it the awakening of Shui Yuan Neng, and he will go to the bathhouse to be a bath worker? With his own adaptability, he should be able to do any profession, and the whimsical ideas of various professions are flying in Yang Haohui's mind. At the same time, he was a little frustrated, his best job of repairing computers was useless, which made him feel depressed that he had nowhere to go.

Resumes can't be thrown indiscriminately, jobs can't be found indiscriminately, because it's a very real issue of income. Whether it is surviving here or looking for Mo Meng and his parents, it is an act of "living in the unknown world". And the cost of this kind of behavior will be much higher for Yang Haohui, an outsider, than the aborigines here, and correspondingly, he needs to be engaged in the highest-paying profession here.

Yang Haohui is not clear about the social structure of the Tianyuan Realm, but there is no doubt that the more "needed" the position, the higher the income, which is an unchanging truth in any world. Then, what is most needed in the Celestial Yuan Realm is .......

Thinking about it, Yang Haohui hesitated for a long, long time, and added the word "guard" under the three words "elemental master".

And then it was circled for sure.

Become an elementalist, become a guard, make money, find Momeng, find your parents, and finally ....... Go home!

All thoughts were put back together, and Yang Haohui exhaled a long breath. He broke open the glass cover of the rocking lamp, followed Hank's example at the dinner table, and blew lightly on the wick. The orange light went out instantly, and the room was dark again.

It's really interesting, it's obviously a tool for lighting with stones, but the usage is similar to that of ordinary oil lamps, which makes people feel like a fairy tale. Tianyuan Realm, this new and mysterious new world slowly appeared in front of Yang Haohui's eyes. Even though he wasn't familiar with it yet, everything didn't seem too bad. The world is beautiful, and I believe it will be as interesting as a rocking lamp.

At the window in front of the desk, Yang Haohui looked at the clear starry sky silently for a while, and then went back to bed to rest.

To be continued.......