It was already late at night, and Li Guanghan held a big bowl of steaming shredded pork noodle soup with pickled cabbage in his hand and ate it all in one go, and when he was finished, he licked the soup that splashed on his hands.

He put down the dishes and chopsticks with satisfaction, and suddenly felt that his heart was no longer panicked, his physical strength had recovered, and he was much more energetic. Zeng Yunfei, who had been guarding the side, breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Zeng Yunfei's mobile phone rang, and it was Michael who called him to inquire about Li Guanghan's condition. He has been staying at the Hecate Biological Research Center to ask George about it, but he can't do it, so he can only return in vain. Zeng Yunfei told Michael that Li Guanghan was lying side by side with George in the laboratory on the third basement floor before he was injected with the "Spirit of a Thousand Dreams". Moreover, both of them had their hair shaved, and Li Guanghan woke up after being stimulated by the electric shock to see George still lying on the hospital bed, with no intention of leaving. Two white coats operated minimally invasive equipment beside him. The big screen on the wall is frozen in Li Guanghan's dream, and it is estimated that George has seen it all. But then it's not clear what George did to himself. After hearing this, Michael suddenly realized, no wonder Wei Jiajun led himself around the negative floor, in order to delay time, so that the public relations staff could temporarily install green climbing plants outside the laboratory door on the negative third floor to block the view and hide from the sky. At that time, I did feel abrupt and suspicious when I passed by, but I didn't think about it carefully, and it was a pity that I missed it. Zeng Yunfei sincerely expressed his gratitude to Michael and reminded him to pay attention to safety. Michael apologized on the phone for not being able to stop George's madness in time, and said that the incident also sparked his intense curiosity about the fact that there were so many research projects in the family group that he had never heard of. He's going to start figuring out how to find out.

Zeng Yunfei asked the embassy doctor to come and examine the wound on Li Guanghan's head, and the bleeding had stopped. However, due to the use of brain drugs that have not yet been approved, minimally invasive brain surgery, and electric shock, all the consequences are unpredictable, and the doctor advised Lee Kwang Han to stay in bed as soon as possible and return to China as soon as his condition is stable.

After a stressful, tiring, and thrilling day, Lee Kwang-han lay on the hospital bed in the embassy infirmary, ready to sleep soundly. Strangely, the more I try to fall asleep, the more I can't sleep. He simply sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, recalling the dream a little bit. In his heart, he had never woken up so long before he could remember all the scenes and words in his dreams so clearly. He couldn't help but admire the developer of the "Spirit of a Thousand Dreams" a little. But no matter how clear it is, it is just a dream, as a scientist for so many years, I have developed the habit of thinking and verifying with scientific methods, how can I take the plot of the dream seriously. He even thought that George was a little stupid, and that he had gone to great lengths to raise a teacher just for a dream.

The effect of the anesthetic seemed to be slowly fading, and he could already feel a trace of pain from deep in his brain, but fortunately, the pain was within a tolerable range.

I don't know if it's because of the electric shock, Li Guanghan feels that his brain is very active and can't stop. He turned on the TV and tuned to CCTV's Chinese international channel. A Tibetan travel program is being broadcast on television. Majestic mountain peaks, desolate landscapes, a few flying vultures, yellow earth forests, and abandoned castles built up the hillside. "Isn't this the wasteland that once appeared in my dreams?" Lee sat up straight in surprise, he had never seen the footage before. The narrator in the program said that this is a relatively desolate area on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, with a harsh climate and no vegetation. The abandoned castle is the ruins of an ancient city that suddenly disappeared without a trace in the historical records, and there are not many historical documents to explain its ins and outs. There are many petroglyphs on the mountain rocks to the northwest of the ancient city ruins, on which many unknown symbols and graphics are carved. The camera camera slowly swept over, and Li Guanghan took a closer look, and the petroglyphs covered people, animals, plants, starry sky, buildings, vehicles, and so on. It is easy to identify the pyramid-shaped, dome-shaped buildings and the starry sky map that is similar to modern times. The petroglyph depicts a standing figure, with his hair combed in a high bun and wearing a wide robe, holding a flag-like object in his left hand and waving in his right hand. Next to it is a large string of unfamiliar words and symbols, as well as an object that resembles a flying saucer. He unconsciously read the meaning of the Chinese characters and symbols of the rock paintings. This is the story of how humanity anticipates the coming cataclysm, escapes the earth in time, and then returns to the earth after the earth is restored to a habitable state, starting over.

After reading this text and symbols with ease, Lee Kwang-han stood in front of the television in a daze. He had never received any training in archaeology, and the TV show said that many archaeologists had not yet verified the meaning of the rock paintings, so how could he know? Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's my own guess.

He searched for other channels at random. National Television is rebroadcasting a program that decodes the mystery of the pyramids in Egypt. Li Guanghan, the Chinese version of this show, once watched it, but it was also to see the excitement and did not study it in depth. Looking at it now, although he didn't understand the language and couldn't understand the announcer's explanation, he was able to read the meaning of the frescoes and inscriptions on the metalwork in the pyramid tomb independently. It was also quickly understood the significance of a ship buried in the tower. Things that were not possible before are suddenly easier. He suddenly remembered what the "Kunlun Messenger" had said to him in his dream, and only when he was extremely calm and violently stimulated would he feel the message and energy that the "Kunlun Messenger" had conveyed to him. Could it be that he was activated by a crooked beating? How is this possible, it's incredible.

Li Guanghan was puzzled, too many bizarre things happened on this day, breaking through all his cognitive limits and ways of thinking, and he couldn't digest it for a while. He thought as he slowly paced to the window. The blizzard had stopped, and the sky was white outside the window, and the sky had been cleared away after the storm had been raging. The magnificent starry sky of the Northern Hemisphere winter presented before his eyes. Although this scientist, who has been looking up at the starry sky in the mountains of Xiangxi since he was a child, and imagining it, although he also knows many constellations, what he saw tonight was the perfect 28 constellations that he had kept in his heart for a long time. He can easily recognize not only the northern purple micro star wall in the center of the starry sky, the southern Taiwei star wall, the eastern Tianshi star wall, and the western Shaowei star wall, but also the eastern Qinglong Seven Houses, the northern Xuanwu Seven Nights, the Western White Tiger Seven Nights, and the Southern Vermilion Bird Seven Nights. It seems that these starry sky maps have long been known by heart.