Fang Yuhao and Shi Dapeng sat in a battery car and shuttled quickly on the road. The battery car was "buzzing" and shaking, even though the horsepower had been driven to the maximum, it was still a little overwhelmed by the two men.

Shi Dapeng also drilled the trail to avoid the traffic police.

"A fine of 30 yuan at a time. And if you get caught, you have to wave a flag on the side of the road and be a volunteer......"

"The battery car is quite convenient...... No traffic jams. Fang Yuhao wondered in his heart whether he could also buy an electric car. After thinking about it, it's better to take a transportation that costs hundreds of millions of dollars every day.

Half an hour later, the two had arrived in front of a large library. The library, surrounded by plane trees, has a quiet and serene atmosphere.

This is the largest building, and there are many students coming in and out. Fang Yuhao likes this kind of scholarly atmosphere very much, and always feels that it is full of righteousness and wisdom.

In many cases, it is only when you get out of school that you know how easy it is to live on campus.

Walking up to the fifth floor, you reach the office area on the top floor of the library, where the sun is just right, and there is a bald old man who is squinting and dozing off.

He supported his head with one hand, tilting it slightly, and he saw that he was about to lose his balance, like an apple about to fall to the ground.

The moment his head fell down and he lost his support, the old man shook his whole body and raised his head.

"Uncle Li!" Shi Dapeng shouted: "What about the turtle? ”

"It's Shi Dapeng...... There, play by yourself, don't play yourself to death. ”

The bald old man pointed to the basin next to him, which contained a large turtle with a white shell and some delicate moss growing on it.

The old man continued to doze off.

Shi Dapeng took the turtle and kept teasing. The big turtle kept crawling in the basin, trying to get out of the prison.

"Uncle Li, did they ask you to go out of the mountain to lead the team?"

"You mean a medium-sized idealistic world, well, not a good thing. It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided......"

"If I meet it, I'll just smash that statue, so curious what to do!"

Old man Li kept thinking in pieces: "...... I don't have a few years to live, so what are I doing by that fright? Don't go! Resolutely not go! ”

"Let them kill a few people, and it is estimated that the entire research institute will be sealed, so it's okay."

Shi Dapeng pleaded, "Can you take me in?" ”

"You? You can't do it, it's too far away, you can't fight, you can't fight, you can't will...... Shi Dapeng, isn't it good to live well? Old man Li was a little disdainful.

Shi Dapeng was ridiculed and red-eared, and he didn't know how to refute it.

Fang Yuhao shook his head and walked into this room.

It was filled with neat materials, and one book after another, scented with ink, was almost spotless. It seems that these bookshelves are often taken care of.

"By the way, how do you know about that monster named 'gluttony'? Have you encountered it before? Fang Yuhao asked the doubts in his heart.

"Of course not." Shi Dapeng was still talking to Old Man Li, and his mouth snuggled towards a book, "Look there yourself, it's written, be careful, don't break it." ”

"Yes, yes." Fang Yuhao thought about it and carefully took it out.

The pages of this book are yellowed, and it looks very fragile, probably older than Fang Yuhao himself. There were all sorts of strange things drawn in it, sketches made by someone with a pencil.

Turning to one of the pages, I saw a monster like "Roshan", with multiple heads and tentacles. However, the text description below is like a ghost drawing, and I can't understand what is written.

"This monster named 'gluttony' was transformed after the death of ordinary people, and it is said that it has an unknown connection with bad customs such as burial."

"This kind of feudal superstitious record, placed in that era, will definitely be burned. Only in this way can you sneak away from the catastrophe...... There are a lot of texts that we haven't deciphered yet. ”

Shi Dapeng bargained to no avail, took out a handful of turtle food and began to feed it.

The big white turtle runs around with its fingers, its mouth open and closed, and it is very flexible.

Fang Yuhao continued to flip back, this notebook was very thick, with more than a hundred pages. Except for some hideous pictures that can be understood, the text below is all inexplicable marks.

But looking at it this way, it's also very new.

"Hey, and the mosquito monster I killed with my own hands, it looks a bit alike."

"Professor Yu Hua has encountered so many monsters? Impossible! Will you survive this way? He asked again.

"Not really...... His personal talent is super intuition, an extremely powerful sixth sense, but he can't withstand so many supernatural things. I guess this book should be the crystallization of the wisdom of some large idealistic world! This large-scale idealistic world has sunk a lot of imagination of our Chinese civilization and is called the Kyushu boundary. All kinds of small worlds are just some small branches of the Kyushu border. Shi Dapeng's negotiation was fruitless, and he walked over stupidly.

"This book in the Kyushu boundary was accidentally seen by Professor Yu Hua, and with his super memory ability, he wrote it down silently, so it exists in our world. Maybe it's a way of spreading culture. ”

"According to records, the large world of idealism is inhabited by human beings who are almost indistinguishable from us. Moreover, it is strange that the entrance to the world found on the land of China is basically spoken in the local dialect! ”

"Really?"

Shi Dapeng pouted at the old man Li who was dozing off on the side, saying that this old man was the one who had experienced the past and was able to survive.

Fang Yuhao was puzzled: "In this case, could it be that the entire idealistic world is built by imitating our real world?" What is the connection? Is it the accumulation of many people's subconscious? ”

"How do I know?"

Shi Dapeng spread his hands: "Perhaps, our world, our thinking, is also made according to a certain standard template, you don't think too highly of yourself." ”

Of course, because the physical laws of each world are different, people's ways of living are also different. Maybe a certain world can give birth to immortals who fly to the sky? ”

Shi Dapeng's eyes flashed: "Such a mystery is in front of me, and I suddenly feel that everything in reality is completely boring...... It's boring to make money or something. ”

Fang Yuhao smiled: "That's not it, find a beautiful girl, be in one place, you will feel that every day is very sweet." Especially the girl who flirts with seven or eight points, she can't extricate herself like a drug addict......"

"Your mentality is like the protagonist in "Inception", which is not healthy."

"Beautiful girl?"

Shi Dapeng suddenly remembered that he had been issued a good person card, and his heart was cold: "Comrade Lao Fang, your ideological consciousness still needs to be strengthened...... Those of us who engage in revolution, once we hang up, won't we let the girl stay alive and widowed? How can you fall in love? ”