Having said that, seeing such an identity in the real world felt like some kind of schizophrenia, and Long Yun was still a little unaccustomed to shaking his head.

There will also be a "Viktor Rezenov" in the real world, this thing is not new to him, after all, this is the case with Ludmila Pavlyuchenko, and the same is true for Su Xue's parents, as the identity ontology after the time-travel, it must not be strange to appear in the real world, isn't it?

But......

In other words, unlike any previous discovery, Long Yun is very sure that this character whose identity corresponds to the parallel world does not exist in the real world "before", and most of them suddenly emerged with this "historical distortion", and the fuse of this change may be the "Balkan War" that came out of thin air and did not have the slightest trace in the history that Long Yun knew.

A modern war that changed the face of Europe, and even the world, Long Yun had never heard of before, not because of how bad his historiography was, but because the war did not exist in the first place—or rather, it should not have existed, but now it has been treated as a part of the history of the real world, and no one remembers that this war was originally just a void except for the memories of him and his lovers.

Or, just like he had been panicking before, it was not the world that was wrong, but the memories of him and Su Xue?

This question can't be answered at all from his own point of view, Long Yun didn't dwell on it anymore, he continued to browse the page, looking for clues from official records and video materials on some websites, and the results obtained confirmed his previous impression. The real world "Viktor Rezenov" is indeed the same as the parallel world - or more accustomed to it. Victor in a parallel world. It should be a projection of the same identity in the real world.

The question is, why did this person, who did not exist in the real world, suddenly become the ace pilot of the Russian Federation?

While raising his glass and sipping lemonade, Long Yun was recalling the events in his crossing experience, but from the beginning of the crossing to the present, there were so many things that he couldn't conclude at all. What is it that causes the historical distortion of the real world that led to the emergence of Victor?

Oh, and the same cannot be said either, the young man quickly corrected a mistake.

"Viktor Antonovich Rezenov", whether this person exists in the real world, or in the history of the real world, his inquiry alone is actually impossible to determine.

After all, a search on the Internet is not the same as a professional investigation by a violent agency, and the KGB in a parallel world may be able to do this, confirming that someone in the Soviet Union does or does not have a zài, but he can't do it as a civilian. Even if I looked up the name when I first crossed, I didn't find anyone who could match the number at that time. But is there really a "Victor" in the real world?

Speaking of which, whether it is "Viktor" or "Rezenov", these surnames and first names are not uncommon in Slavic countries, and if it were not for the fact that the namesake who recently appeared is a Russian ace and the two look very similar, he probably would not have noticed this.

In addition, Long Yun didn't know anything about Victor's life experience, his eyes stayed in the middle of the name on the screen, and he looked thoughtfully at the line of words.

"Antonovich", in Slavic, naturally means "son of Anton".

"Anton Rezenov", from the name only knows this message, is this the father of Viktor, however......

His thoughts were beating and meandering, abruptly changing from one line to another, Long Yun temporarily forgot about the war that changed the real world, and he suddenly felt very curious, wondering where "Viktor Rezenov" came from, and there was a faint panic in his heart.

At this moment, another thing suddenly came to mind, the encounter in the city of Deir ez-Zor resurfaced in front of him, and in the face of the mysterious "Harif", the abrupt inquiry also echoed in the ears of the young man again.

"I'm a Serial Number 2020 ......"

- What about you......

Your serial number...... How much is it......

Sitting in the warm room on the first floor of the villa, Long Yun still didn't want to face it, he knew very well why he was afraid of this question, but he didn't know the real reason behind the appearance, what he was afraid of, what would it be.

While falling into meditation, his eyes always stayed on the screen, and a few ordinary Cyrillic letters reminded Long Yun of an insignificant entry definition:

"Антон", ancient Greek, means "to go into battle".

……

In the early morning, the sun shines on the white earth, and the falling snow makes the city blanket.

In the snow-covered city of Beijing, on the clean Inner Ring Expressway, the neat Yanhuang 635 is moving forward smoothly.

The night passed, and it was close to Chinese New Year's Eve, and the festive atmosphere of the huge capital was not strong, but it was added a bit of solemnity and solemnity by this snowfall; The red decorations on both sides of the road and the front doors of the shops are more eye-catching against the background of the falling snow, the people on the streets are still in a hurry, and there are still so many cars on the road, but no matter what, a new year will soon come, and everyone's life journey is about to say goodbye to the past and turn a new page.

Driving on the road, looking ahead, the emotion in his heart was so much for a while, but Long Yun, who was yawning, was a little absent-minded.

"Uh, I said...... Ling, are you going to spend the whole day at school today? ”

"It should be, and the end of the year will be just as busy."

Unlike Long Yun, who slept very late last night and had a long list of dreams, he got up early in the morning and set off with Long Yun and others, and put down Su Xue at the door of the "Galaxy" orchestra.

Dressed up casually early in the morning and went out, from Long Yun's driving position, the eldest lady with long hair and shawl was dressed in a burgundy cashmere sweater with a light gray short skirt, and her two long legs wore thick black pantyhose, which still looked very slender and slender.

Sensing the meaning of Long Yun's words, thinking that this guy was idle in school, Shangguan Ling tilted his head and glanced at him:

"If you're too bored, you can go and do something else, such as running to 'Chenlong' or going to my sister. But I remember, you seem to have asked me one thing, to find time to ask Mr. Liang some questions? ”

"Oh-oh! yes, you see I forgot about it,"

While driving absentmindedly, while tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, Long Yun listened to the words of the eldest lady and suddenly remembered that he had asked Ling to ask Teacher Liang before, and he would visit when he was free.

But now that the Spring Festival is approaching, listening to the boss, their project team is still busy, can people be free at this time?

"However, you are so busy now, can Mr. Liang have time to meet me as an outsider?"

"There's no need to worry, it's busy, but in fact, there is no reason for ordinary projects to rush for the New Year, it's nothing more than our students sorting out the numbers and writing reports, Mr. Liang, these days are participating in some activities in the school; It's true, acceptance and commentary, when can't you do these things, it's some nasty formalism!

Anyway, there is time, if you want to ask for advice, I will pull you to introduce it? ”

"Good! Ling, I'll leave it to you. ”

The car drove all the way to Peking University, following the high-spirited eldest lady through the campus, only a few days before the Spring Festival, of course, the school has already had a winter vacation, but there are still a lot of figures on the campus stepping on the snow to hurry, almost all the people who come and go are paying attention to Shangguan Ling, but the eldest lady who does not squint has long been accustomed to it, while walking, he also asked Long Yun what questions he wanted to ask.

Just remembered because of the boss's reminder, Long Yun recalled for a moment, he had this idea because of a problem of "whether prehistoric civilization exists", because he didn't know if there was an "Opaz" in the real world, and he didn't know if anyone was conducting research on "prehistoric civilization", so he wanted to find an expert to ask for advice.

Of course, the so-called "experts" who sell fake drugs in white coats on TV are definitely not good, and a real expert like Mr. Liang, who works at Peking University and also has a position at the National School of Development, may be able to give him some advice.

"Oh, you're Long Yun!

Young man, I remember you, we talked for a while last time on the plane, you are very thoughtful! ”

About ten minutes later, Shangguan Ling was sent to the academy reference room, and Long Yun ran to Professor Liang's office by himself.

"Where, where, uh, I came to bother you before the Spring Festival, Mr. Liang, if you weren't busy today—"

"Not busy, haha!

Needless to say, there are a lot of people in the school now,"

As soon as he raised his finger and pointed out the window while speaking, Professor Liang Wuchang, who had a loud voice, got up from his desk and shook hands with the young people who came forward, "Ho, those are some students who stayed to live on campus, and it was a good idea to focus on scientific research during the Chinese New Year, but now, there are fewer and fewer young people who can endure hardships." ”

"Ah, some students are not very motivated, hehe."

A little flattered by Professor Liang's attitude, Long Yun unconsciously used his consciousness to snoop, he had not dealt with this professor many times before, and his trip to Singapore in the South Seas was impressive, but because of the important task on his shoulders, the two had only talked freely once on the plane. (To be continued......)