My name is Yan Shunlu, and I'm talking to a weird-looking guy who claims to be a distant relative.

Relatives? Although I have many relatives in my family, we move around a lot, and I know almost all my relatives, let alone people who look so strange, we will not forget when we meet them, and they will be the talk of relatives, and I have never heard anyone mention relatives with similar appearances.

"How did I not know there were such relatives? And I didn't see you open your mouth, how did you speak. ”

"Don't worry, I'll tell you the answer slowly. I'm talking about you, not you! The corners of his mouth curled into a playful grin. It's just that this smile looks weird with the mouth that almost reaches the base of the ear.

"We? Does it make a difference? "I'm puzzled.

"Actually, you have always known that there is a distant relative of ours, but you haven't moved for too long, and gradually you can't believe that there is such a relative, and even think that we are just legends." 'He' didn't answer my words, but followed what he had said before.

I didn't interrupt, but this time I noticed that 'he' was talking about us and them.

"I'm from the Great Western Continent." 'He' didn't go on, but just looked at me, as if he were just telling me a riddle to uncover for myself.

I'm not a liberal arts student, but I still know the basic geography knowledge, the earth is divided into seven continents and four oceans, one of the four oceans is the Atlantic Ocean, and one of the seven continents is Oceania is also called Australia. Where is this Great Western Continent? And the name Daxi Zhou sounds familiar, as if someone has mentioned it before. Wait a minute! It's not geography, it's history. I suddenly remembered some articles I had read, and it was recorded in history that there was a place on the earth, and there was a civilization that disappeared in legends, and the people there called the place where they lived Daxizhou, could it be ......? Frightened by this bold idea, I looked up at 'him' in confusion.

"Yes, that's where I came!" He' nodded in confirmation of my conjecture, and continued, "Atlantis, a civilization that you have forgotten, or thought was just a legend, or even a civilization that some people had just made up. ”

What the? A supercivilization that has long disappeared because there has been no evidence for thousands of years, and it is even thought that it is just a legend but does not actually exist at all, a supercivilization more than 16,000 years ago? There's a guy who says he's from there? Am I having hysterical auditory hallucinations, or am I dreaming? Wait, I'm dreaming!

"No, you heard it right, and I'm not dreaming, I'm from Atlantis." The screeching sound sounded like surround sound again.

How does 'he' know what I'm thinking? "You know how to read minds?" I was frightened and asked tentatively in my heart.

"It's not mind reading, we can communicate through consciousness. We have written about this in the Codex Vatican City and in Plato's Dialogues. We also have our own language, but you don't understand it, so now I'm communicating with you with my consciousness. We can use consciousness to communicate with all intelligent beings. ”

This answer perfectly explains why he can hear voices when he opens his mouth. It turned out that 'he' was directly transmitted to my brain with consciousness, and then my brain received a signal to think that he had 'heard' what was being said. So what do I think is not all known? So what privacy is there? I twisted my body a little uneasily, trying to avoid 'his' gaze, as if it would avoid being seen in my thoughts, but it didn't really help.

"That's right, I can know all your thoughts, and even what you don't remember hiding in your subconscious if I want to. You have no secrets in front of me. He nodded at me.

"What about each other? Also so? Can you get a glimpse of each other's thoughts? And no privacy from each other? "I resigned myself to my fate, and although I knew that 'he' could read the thoughts in my head, I habitually asked aloud.

"No, we still communicate with each other in words, we can communicate through awareness, but we will pay more attention to privacy protection. You can understand that each has an independent signal, unless you are willing to change to a public signal to let your ideas be received by everyone, and they usually block each other. "'He' explained it to me with consciousness.

"Can I learn about it? I don't want to have no privacy, even for a super-civilized human like you. "I'm keeping a little secret.

"You can bring this with you." 'He' handed me a red box.

"What is this? How to use it? "I took it and opened it, and inside the box was a small thing as thin as paper, oval like an olive, with a black circle in the middle, and white around it, which looked like a ...... Eye?

'He' reached out and picked up the 'eye' and put it on my forehead, "That's it, this is a gadget we have researched, it can be called a consciousness blocker, we can control our consciousness from being detected, you need this to help." This one also comes with a translation function, so now you can understand our language. "This time 'he' finally spoke, still in the same voice with a somewhat sharp voice. Even though I didn't understand the language, I was able to 'hear' it with the help of the translation function of the consciousness blocker.

"Okay, so can you continue to answer my questions?" Although I didn't feel any discomfort, I still touched the new gadget on my forehead with trepidation.

If I had a mirror now, I would look like three eyes? In our legends, those who have three eyes are all immortal-level characters, such as Erlang God Yang Jian, Huaguang Emperor, etc. But they are immortals, legends, and gods, and I will be sliced and studied. Do you have to tape it like the three-eyed prodigy in the cartoon? Or is it an excuse to say it's a tattoo play with performance art? I couldn't help but start thinking cranky. But then again, it's in a dream anyway, whatever.

"Of course, what more do you want to know?" 'He' didn't stop me from being curious, but he looked like he knew everything.

"What's your name? What should I call you? "The first step in communication should be to get to know each other, such as identity information, work information, etc.

"My name is Æφ Õæд" 'he' uttered a tongue-twisting syllable.

Even the translator can't express it accurately, probably the meaning of the big guy or something.

"Of course, you can also call me Goliath. That's what my friends call me. ÆφÕæд said.

I knew it was rude, but I couldn't hold back my laughter. You can imagine your reaction when Xiao Si introduces himself in front of you and says that his friends call him Yao Ming, I promise that it will not be better than me. This guy in front of him is like this, about one meter five tall, and his nickname is the name of a legendary giant. No matter how you listen to it, there is an inexplicable sense of joy, could it be that this is using the rhetorical technique that the teacher said before that irony? But at least the name Goliath told me that his gender was male.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't laughing at you, I just suddenly remembered something funny." I hastened to apologize and explain awkwardly.

After all, it is very rude to laugh at someone else's physical defects.

"Oh? What reminds you of something interesting? "ÆφÕæд didn't seem to realize that I was being rude, or that I was deliberately trying to ease my situation.

"Nothing, ridiculous things done by a guy also known as Goliath. By the way, then I can also call you Goliath? "In any case, I am willing to cooperate and pretend not to know to avoid such embarrassment. Isn't it rude to just call it like that?

"Of course you can, didn't you just say it, you can also call me that. So what's your name? "He wasn't angry.

"My name is Yan Shunlu. Didn't you have been able to peek into my consciousness before? "I'm a little confused.

"I just paid attention to what was going on in your head at the time, and I didn't probe anything else deep in you. Then I call you Lulu? Goliath explained to me.

He was definitely taking revenge, and I thought hatefully in my heart, where would there be a big man named Lu Lu? Lulu-sounding sounds are commonly found in girls' names.

"No, my friends call me Brother Xian, or Ah Lu." I hastened to say.

Yan Tongyin salt, salt is naturally salty, plus I'm an otaku, except for the necessary travel (work, playing ball) most of the time is idle at home, since a brain-opening friend suddenly wanted to call me so, many people around me also called me like this.

"Then I'll call you Alu." Goliath thought a little and decided what to call me.

"Didn't you say Atlantis was gone? So where did you go? Why is it happening again? "It didn't matter what he called me, and there were more important questions waiting to be answered.

My current mood is very complicated, a mystery of the disappearance of an ancient super-civilization is about to be revealed, this is a mystery for thousands of years, countless experts, scholars, professors and the majority of senior enthusiasts have studied for a lifetime, and they still have found nothing. And now I can easily get the answer to the puzzle. If I have to describe it, it's probably a little dick and a goddess in everyone's dreams, the love of yin and yang is compatible, about to exchange each other's first time, do some shameful things between men and women, and complete the great cause of human reproduction, nervous, expectant, scared, worried, excited...... All sorts of sensations come flooding in, and so on.

"There's no hurry, just sitting like this isn't our Atlantean hospitality. I'll go there and order our specialty drink. Goliath didn't say anything, but got up and left to get a drink.

I'm speechless.,The little dick is going to exchange with the goddess for the first time.,Just about to step on the horse.,The goddess actually said that she wanted to bathe? What a hell is this!!

This is his territory, although he is very unhappy, but he can only reluctantly admit it.

He came back with two drinks and handed me one.

"Thank you!" I politely thanked me and reached out to take it. Looking at the cup, I saw that the cup was snow-white all over, soft in the hand, it seemed to be a high-grade mutton fat white jade, and the owner must have cherished it very much, often played, and the cup body has a layer of pulp. The cup was an amber liquid, I don't know what it was, and it didn't taste anything when I smelled it carefully.

"Come and try it, it's good." Goliath raised her glass and gestured to me, took a sip first, and then lifted her eyes pleasantly, as if it was supreme delicious, and it was worth savoring.

Seeing this, I also took a sip with confidence, with a hint of coolness, a faint sweetness, and a fragrance like some kind of fruit, and then there were various other tastes spread on the tongue, and before I could savor it, my eyes were dark, my head was tilted, and I fainted.