Although it was the same 16 months, Miami was the time when the heat was unbearable. On the beach, countless men and women are dressed in wisps, enjoying the sea and the sun on the beach. It's hard to see in conservative Gaia, let alone Percian. It has been claimed that in the case of the civilization of the Utonian system, the amount of clothing is inversely proportional to the degree of civilization development. In Wiki's view, although this joke does not stand up to careful scrutiny, it does not lose the flash of wisdom. As he walked into the campus of Faustin University, and walked through the corridor covered with purple manleaf vines to the familiar spire, he almost assumed that he had never left, that it was just another ordinary evening to go to class.

Yes, nothing has changed. It was still the large circular lecture hall with a giant screen covering the entire wall and ceiling. The screen is projected on a huge slowly rotating blue planet. In front of the screen, reveling in his lecture was the old man with his nose and glasses, and his hair was already sparse at the back of his head. His voice was magnetic and seductive, describing the high level of civilization that was said to have existed on that planet, and the students in the classroom were mesmerized. It's not so much his timbre as his dedication and affection that produces such a fantastic effect.

Wiki quietly sat down in the last row, feeling relaxed and enjoying. He was familiar with them, and he just liked to observe the new students, ready to listen to their exclamation of "wow" at some predictable moment, or to be amused by Professor Croane's witty words. They didn't disappoint him either, and they were completely hooked on the class.

"So, did this dream civilization that you call China really exist? If the current civilization of the Istasian constellation is really a relic of this ancient civilization, why don't they themselves officially recognize it? In particular, as you said, this civilization attaches great importance to ancestors and inheritance. Isn't that weird? ”

A red-haired schoolgirl asked aggressively.

"My dear, on this note, I would like to remind you that there are many legends about the origins of various civilizations, many of which have referred to Earth in the distant galaxy. However, since the Cyplon meeting of the Interstellar United Council in Star Yuan 26, such origins have disappeared from their official propaganda and have been replaced by various gods and goddesses that suit their tastes. It's intriguing, kid. ”

"Are you saying that the Cyberflon Conference reached a consensus to erase our knowledge of the origins of our respective civilizations? I thought that the meeting was to find balance and consensus on the religious beliefs of the various constellations. ”

"Ah, that's so, dear ......"

The bell rang punctually, interrupting Professor Croyona's presentation. Wiki knew that the professor would rather cut off half of what he said than take up a little of his students' time. Sure enough, the professor made a curtain call, and the students burst into applause and left the classroom.

"Come here, dear wiki, what is the wind that has brought you here?"

Wiki hugged the professor tightly.

"It's a pleasure to be back to see you, my teacher. I need your help with something. ”

"Don't worry, wiki. I'd be happy to help you. Let's talk at home. ”

Wiki is no stranger to Professor Croinona's home - he has been here hundreds of times in the three years he has been under the professor's tutelage.

The house, as always, was a mess, a sign that there was no hostess. Piles of books and holograms are scattered on shelves, desks, floors, and, of course, under and on the bed.

At a glance, he noticed that there was one more thing on the wall. It is a map of the earth from ancient times, drawn using Mercator projection, with distinct latitudes and longitudes, delicately sealed in a soft frame with a laminated film. The shapes of the continents and islands on the map are inlaid with small black and white cobblestones that protrude slightly on both sides, which look particularly beautiful against the blue background. The small cobblestones have a warm sheen, and the white ones are already slightly yellowish, or they may be the same color themselves, adding an antique atmosphere to the whole map. He carefully looked at this handicraft, and it was not only the beauty of the art that attracted him, but also some indescribable feelings.

"Just sit here." Professor Croane swept the books from the two chairs to the nearby sofa, which was already piled up with manuscripts and could not be freed up for the palm-sized space.

Vicky sat down with the professor.

"Teacher, are you all right?"

"Good, good, the same as before. Tell me, see what I can do for you, old man. I know you're not going to cross half a galaxy just to see me. ”

Vicky laughed and pulled a book out of his body like a juggler. The history of the book must have been a long time ago, and each page was carefully sealed with a transparent cyanide-resistant membrane, otherwise the pages would have turned to ashes at the slightest touch.

"This is for you, bought last year from an Istasian."

"Ahh The professor cried out in surprise, and hurriedly but carefully took the book in his hand and leaned over to the front of his glasses to examine it.

"The legendary 'Analects', amazing, wiki! This is good evidence that the Istasians are descendants of the Chinese in ancient times! ”

The professor couldn't wait to flip through it. After a while, he suddenly realized the existence of the wiki and smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, wiki, look at me forgot about you!" ”

"Teacher, have you made any important new discoveries in the area of ancient mythology recently?"

"There was a lot to discover. Wiki. There have been a lot of them throughout the year, but they have all been fragmentary. In fact, whether the United Interstellar Council recognizes it or not, facts are facts. More and more discoveries are making it possible that we may have migrated from the abandoned blue planet. Of course, it takes time to put all the evidence together and give a conclusive proof. Because the truth is often in the hands of the people who want to cover them up. ”

"Why do you think they're being covered up?"

The professor spread his hands: "Interests, wiki." Whether it is ancient or future, as long as there are interests and the existence of **, there will be countless ugliness, just like the Istasians said: 'The world is bustling, all for profit; The world is crowded, all for profit'. If we consider the situation at the time of the Seplon meeting......"

The professor was about to resume his interrupted lecture when the communicator in the room "buzzed". The professor made an apologetic gesture and picked up the communicator, a hologram of a curly-haired man projected onto the floor in front of them. He was about forty or fifty years old, with dark glasses and a mustache above his upper lip.

"Hello, I think I'm having the pleasure of speaking with Professor Croane."

"Yes, who are you?"

"Professor Crovana, you can call me Khazar."

"What are you doing, Mr. Khazar?"

"Dear Professor, I have some rare information about ancient culture that I would like you to see, you are the authority on this matter, perhaps the most authoritative of all authorities."

Crouvana scratched his head: "Ah, I'm not sure anyone else thinks the same way. Have you shown it to Professor Kiyohari Komatsu of Seikyo University? ”

"Oh no, Professor, as I just said, I need a real authority. This information is rare and highly confidential, and you will definitely be interested. The mustache's tone sounded sincere.

"Okay, of course, I'm interested."

"If it's convenient for you, I'll come to visit you in a moment. It's about half an hour away, can you see it? ”

Vicky nodded affirmatively at the professor who turned around apologetically.

"Yes, Mr. Khazar, I'll be waiting for you at home."

The mustache owed: "Dear professor, please forgive me for having to remind you that because these materials are confidential, please do not let others know about this." ”

"I'll be alone at home waiting for your visit."

"Goodbye, then, Dear Professor Crovana."

"Goodbye, Mr. Hazar."

The hologram is gone. Crouvana turned to the wiki, rubbed his hands together and giggled excitedly.

"He didn't go to Komatsu, that guy will have a crooked nose if he knows!"

Vicky couldn't help but laugh. Professor Kiyohari Komatsu and Professor Crovana are a strange pair of rivals. They are all dedicated to the study of ancient mythology, and their views on many issues are very different, but they maintain a heartfelt admiration and respect.

"But he probably won't know it all along." He laughs.

"Oh, there's going to be this year's Annual Meeting of Ancient Mythology in Wolf City in Lombard on the 8th of next month. Almost all the experts will attend. I'll tell him there in person! The professor imagined his opponent's annoyed appearance and said with regret, "What a pity, wiki." It would be great if you followed my advice and stayed, and we could go to this event together. ”

Vicky was keenly aware that this was an opportunity: "Teacher, I really want to go. Is there a way? ”

"Do you really have time? Wiki? That's great! I sent a message to the organizing committee and told them that I would bring my best assistant and ask them to arrange it. ”

Worried that the wiki would suddenly regret it, Professor Crovaner immediately opened the email on the communicator,

"Great! Teacher! I've always wanted to have that opportunity. Vicky replied, adding, "Can you change my identity to Neil from Maple Leaf." Maxine? That's my name now. ”

"Of course, they'll send in the invitation and schedule for the meeting in a few days."

"Teacher, do you want to read out any new discoveries this time?" Vicky asked with interest.

"Well, there are some, actually, I think it's an important discovery." The professor scratched his sparse gray hair and said proudly, "Have you ever heard of the 'Eye of the Milky Way'?" ”

"Eyes of the Milky Way?" This is the first time the wiki has heard the term. "Is it your new discovery?"

"Yes, that's an interesting legend. It is said that in the Milky Way galaxy where the Earth is located, there is a Milky Way Eye. When this eye opened, the whole universe trembled. Before I knew it, the professor's voice had become magnetic and dreamy again.

"You don't think there's such a one-eyed, do you?" Vicky smiled.

"Oh, wiki, I don't think it's just a myth. You know, all myths and legends don't come out of nowhere, they always represent or record something. Sometimes the power of fear is exaggerated because it cannot be understood and explained, and sometimes it is because it is necessary to implicitly express a certain opinion or record facts. If we can properly remove the disguise from the myth, we can see the truth directly. ”

The professor said, shaking his head, "I recently acquired a treasure that is directly related to the 'Eye of the Galaxy'. That's a long story. That Mr. Khazar should be almost there. I don't have a class tomorrow, so you come early in the morning and I'm going to talk to you about this discovery. Where do you live? “

"Okay, teacher. I'm staying at the Stashoff Lodge next to the school, so you'll be welcome, I'll be here tomorrow morning. ”

"Early in the morning, wiki, early in the morning."

The Stachaux is plain, but tidy, and the meals are not luxurious, but sophisticated. Wiki likes the atmosphere. He lay down on the snow-white sheets and looked up at the starry sky through the skylight.

Among the countless stars, one is his hometown, Yasen. In fact, it is not accurate to say that Yasen is his hometown. He was born and raised in Yasen, but he is a native of Blatan, and like Yasen, he is a planet in the Gaia constellation, except that Yasin was chosen as the main star of Gaia. He couldn't tell which one was his true hometown. But even farther away, in the Milky Way galaxy far away from Utonia, there is a blue planet, and maybe that's his real home.

The stars seem to be blinking, which one is the Milky Way Eye? The map hanging on the wall of the professor's house appeared in front of him, beautiful and delicate, but there seemed to be something wrong. What is it? I'll take a closer look when I go tomorrow. And that mustache, it's not uncommon to have a mustache like that, but it seems that something is wrong with it. Beard...... Mabius the Bearded...... He fell asleep.

A sharp knock on the door woke him up. He opened the door a crack, and instead of the waiter's uniform, he saw a man in a long trench coat with a cleanly shaved face. It's kind of funny to wear a long trench coat in a place like Miami. The visitor shows up a palm-sized blue rectangular card. Wiki immediately recognized it as an RBI (Bureau of Public Investigation) agent with Tommy Lee's name on it. The agent asked bluntly, "Mr. Wiki from Gaia?" ”

"Yes."

"You're a student of Professor Croane?"

"It used to be."

The wiki didn't mean to let the visitor in, and the other party didn't seem to have any intention of entering.

"You came to see Professor Crowana last night?"

"Yes." Vicky had an ominous premonition: "What's wrong?" ”

"He's dead."