The years have changed, and the vicissitudes of life.

According to legend, Du Kang was drunk, Shen Ke was rotten with an axe, and Zhuang Zhou was a butterfly.

I don't know what time is.

……

Endless world, a corner of the shore and the sea, the reef is lonely, and there are people standing in the middle.

"Are you sure you want to do this? You've figured it out. Dalma asked.

Wang Qiang stared at the sky and the earth, his eyes were deep and resentful, and his eyes were endless vicissitudes and heaviness.

The eyes are the windows of the soul, and Wang Qiang has lived too long to know people, so that a pair of eyes are unimaginably deep.

Fortunately, no one saw Wang Qiang's eyes, otherwise he would have fallen into the drowsiness of time and space.

"I've made up my mind." Wang Qiang replied.

Dalma continued: "The danger of traveling through time is far greater than that of space traveling, even we Monteiro Yuan people don't dare to try it easily, are you ready?" ”

Wang Qiang said lightly: "For this decision, I have been preparing for a thousand years, but you and I both understand that no matter how long the preparation is, it will not be meaningful, since this is the case, why do you have to do useless work?" ”

After a moment of silence, Dalma replied, "Well, I'll do everything I can to help you." ”

After a long period of traveling through parallel worlds, Wang Qiang still kept evolving, and finally, after breaking through the shackles of space, he began to discover the mystery of time.

The most elite of the Monteiro tribe has the ability to travel through time and can peek into the past and the future, but no Monteiro tribe has ever tried to travel back in time for thousands of years.

Because, even if they jump out of the constraints of time and space, the Monteiro Yuan will still be punished by cause and effect when they travel through time.

The so-called cause and effect is a paradox that cannot be escaped.

When a person has a way to travel back in time through the limits of time, the first thing he will have to face is his or her historical self, and if two different selves appear at the same time, paradox will arise.

Such consequences are almost unimaginable, ranging from the death of the person concerned to the huge changes in history, and such changes will have a profound impact on the future.

What will follow is a series of spatial disorders, which can destroy everything in a space.

However, Wang Qiang was not worried that the earth he was on had been destroyed for many years, and even after so long, the destroyed earth was still lifeless. There is no such thing as destruction, the result cannot be worse, so why not give it a go?

"I've made up my mind that I'm going to go back to the days before the virus broke out and stop all the mistakes from happening." Wang Qiang made the final choice.

Dalma sighed and said, "You have to think clearly, Wang Qiang! If you go back to a time when you were not yet born, and cause a huge change, your fate will cease to exist, and you will probably not even exist yourself, and anything you do in that era risks destroying yourself! ”

Wang Qiang replied solemnly: "We have talked about this kind of conversation countless times, and it seems that it is as incomprehensible as you said, but I have thought about it for many years, and finally came up with a solution that is not a solution. ”

Dalma's whole body lit up and she couldn't help asking, "What can you do?" Can you save yourself in an era that changes the past at will? ”

Wang Qiang was silent for a moment and then spoke: "When necessary, I will give up my body and pin my mind on the people of that era, so that I can escape the sanction of paradox." ”

Dalma gasped: "You're such a ruthless person! I can't imagine that you have so much determination and perseverance, but you have to think about it, and then everything you once had will be gone. ”

Wang Qiang went through his memories in his mind, and finally said indifferently: "If it doesn't exist, it won't exist, in fact, the familiar people and things in my memory are long gone, so why should I bother to keep it?" ”

Eventually, Darma said, "Now that you have made up your mind, let's begin, for you will endure great pain through a thousand years, and energizing yourself is not something that ordinary people can bear." ”

Wang Qiang nodded: "It's okay, I know everything, bless me with success." ”

Dalma finally said: "If you are lucky enough to go back to the past alive, you might as well say hello to me who used to be, if you can reach that era, with your ability, it will not be difficult to find me who used to be." ”

……

April 13, 2110, sunny.

It was late spring, everything was growing, and there was a sense of activity in the air, and even the closed lower city could feel the vitality of spring.

Wang Qiang kicked off the thin quilt, lifted the pants that were about to slip off, and walked out of the bedroom barefoot.

In the spotless living room, the mother is sitting in a chair stirring milk, and a pair of eyes are looking at the TV wall from time to time. A three-dimensional light curtain on the video wall is playing the morning news.

"Mom, can you be quieter on the TV?" Wang Qiang scratched his chicken-like cerebellum and couldn't help complaining.

The mother handed the milk in the cup to Wang Qiang: "Drink it while it's hot, it's time to go to school!" ”

"But I haven't slept enough!" Wang Qiang pursed his lips, a little frustrated.

The mother waved her hand and pointed to the TV wall, and the announcer in the TV wall was talking with emotion: "On April 12, President Wang Qiang went to Jakarta, Indonesia to attend the Asian Summit, and in Jakarta, Wang Qiang was warmly welcomed......

The mother pursed her lips lightly and smiled: "My son can be the president of the country, how can he be sleepy." ”

Wang Qiang looked at the TV wall and said with some annoyance: "This guy runs all over the world all day long, travels around the world, not to mention eating and drinking spicy food, but he is exactly the same as my name, and he is angry when he looks at me!" No, I'm going to change my name! ”

Hearing her son's complaints, the mother's laughter became even more joyful.

……

At about the same time, in Sicily, Italy, Vivien, the youngest daughter of the Corleon family, was playing Hatche in bed.

"Daddy, the story of the ugly duckling is not good, I want to hear something else." Vivien's eyes were foggy, and she put her arm around her father's stout shoulders.

At this time, the murderous father was wearing black-rimmed glasses that only an associate professor and an elder had, rummaging through the fairy tale book in his hand.

"My daughter doesn't like to hear this? So what are you going to listen to? The father shook his head a little unbearable, and coaxing his daughter to sleep every night was even more uncomfortable than a shootout with his opponent.

"I want to hear KingStrong's story!" Little Vivien said as she opened her big eyes and stared at her daddy.

"Listen to KingStrong's story again? I've said this many times. ”

"No, I'm going to listen." Little Vivien shouted as she shook her father's arm.

"Okay, I'll tell you...... In the far east, there was such a great man, his name was KingStrong, no one knew his past, no one knew where he came from, he was as bright as lightning in the wilderness of the night, and he came to the eyes of the world with a brush. Ten years ago...... Snoring. Before the tired father was halfway through the story, he hypnotized himself, and little Vivien still stared at the unknown past with wide eyes.

……

"Ten years ago, an apocalyptic crisis befell humanity, and a strange virus codenamed X became epidemic around the world! People infected with the virus will rot and die, and then crawl out of the cemetery to feed on the living, and they like to eat small children like you. Xie Ling told the story in a colorful voice, and when it came to his interest, he actually took out a white human skull from behind him and fiddled around the children around him. This is a skull specimen from the scientific research room, and Xie Ling borrowed it on a whim to add a bit of atmosphere to her ghost story, not wanting to scare her daughter into crying all of a sudden.

Holding his three-year-old brother, Jiang Yun shouted at the older boy next to him with teary eyes: "Brother Fang Zhong, mom is telling horror stories again, wow wow wow wow wow." ”

Fang Zhong, who was trembling with fright on the side, said in a trembling voice: "Sister Jiang Yun, don't be afraid, this is just a story, just a story. ”

Jiang Haohan, who had just drunk morning tea, was carefully studying the Biotechnology Herald, and at this time he raised his head and said to his wife with a little blame: "You too, how old are you, and you are still scaring children to play." ”

Xie Ling smiled at her husband with some embarrassment.

On the other side, Jiang Yun's crying was even louder: "Mom, my brother scared you out of shit!" ”

(End of book)