In 1909, a lot happened in the world.

Even with the mystical element infiltrated, the wheel of the world still rolls forward in a trajectory that is more familiar to the traverser to some extent. President Tafort took office, the shipyards of Northern Ireland began to build the Titanic giant ship, the American Peary represented mankind for the first successful landing on the North Pole, a sloppy former patent officer with loose hair all year round was preparing to shock the world for the second time with his amazing theory at Humboldt University in Berlin, the Qing government was preparing for the constitution, Rutherford proposed the nuclear structure of the atom, and Marconi, the father of radio, won the Nobel Prize in physics.

The White River is walking in this vigorous world, no one has noticed this lone orphan who looks like an albinist in the big era, the great power hegemony that declined after the Boer War, the colonial system dominated by old Europe and only the afterglow of the sunset, the Great War will be vigorous, on the eve of the remaking of this world, the White River seems so insignificant, not to mention the United States, which has not yet begun to rise in real shape.

A very real problem was in front of him, before thinking about how to deal with the stretched time, he had to find a way to deal with the uninvited guest in the subbrain.

The Is, who appears in Lovecraft's Beyond the Shadow of Time, according to the original book, the precursor of this race was extremely technologically advanced, eventually transcending the physical and physical and developing technology to the spiritual level. Most of the spirits of the Isis are self-aware space-time consciousness converters, able to roam time and space by exchanging consciousness with past and future creatures.

Because the technology of the Isis transcended matter and time, they were given the title of a great race.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, they fled their homeland of imminent destruction, collectively exchanging their consciousness with an ancient creature on Earth, and established a huge city in Australia where they watched the past and the future before being wiped out by the Flying Hydra.

Sometimes, they project their spirits into the history of earthlings, leaving behind a series of legends. A lot of roles like prophets are played by them.

As soon as he thought of dealing with them, Bai He immediately thought of the old enemy of the Isis in the original book.

He used seduction to confuse the local underworld boss in Boston, forged an identity for himself, and the stolen dollars became houses and private laboratories, and soon, everyone in the neighborhood knew that there was a small rich man named Raven White in the neighborhood, whose hobby was to study science, and in this era, scientists may be an enviable identity, but they also mean that they are difficult to approach.

The White River, where no one is disturbed, can go underground in Australia to catch flying polyps.

This race was a little easier to deal with than the white dragon expected, and after a few months of squatting and hunting, White River confirmed some of the characteristics of these guys: as described in some sources, the flying polyps have no intelligence in the usual sense, no self-awareness, and even the nervous system is very strange - they do not have a central thinking area similar to the brain, but the complex nervous system is relatively evenly distributed throughout the body, and the whole organism seems to act according to the instincts engraved in these nerves.

Even if it is a technical activity such as building a city and astronautics, the performance of the flying hydra under careful observation is very similar to the reflex behavior under certain conditions, and the extremely high combat IQ when responding to foreign enemies is very much like an illusion disguised by precision machinery, as if a machine is faithfully executing a preset program, which makes Shirakawa surprised and understands why the number thief professional Huyi people in "Shadows Beyond Time and Space" have no good way to take this kind of thing - life is strong and almost immortal, and the nervous system structure is abnormal. Even freaks who are not self-conscious, it is normal that they will be powerless.

It is estimated that they have been tormented by this monster for thousands of years, and the Isis simply went to the top, which projected their consciousness into the future.

In addition, the Flying Hydra has a semi-virtual body with an unknown composition, a very huge physical power, and can also manipulate wind pressure, and its combat effectiveness is not high, but Bai He found that they are not so terrifying after several attempts.

After the balance adjustment, the strength of the white dragon has reached the level of 24 points of the DND system, and the actual combat is slightly weaker than the strength of the flying polyp, but the flight speed and spell ability of the white dragon are far stronger than the opponent, not to mention that the flying polyp still has the obvious weakness of fear of electric shock, and it is difficult to cause any damage to the scales of the white dragon by simple wind cutting- After completing the transformation, the white dragon's scales seemed to become softer, but the strength became greater, and the original anti-slashing effect seemed to be iron armor, but now it became soft armor with a flexible and elastic high-strength material.

With such a strong defense and various advantages, Bai He is still relatively easy to fight against the Flying Hydra, but every time he summons thunder and lightning with magic, the white dragon will fall into a slight emotional out-of-control.

In this state, Shirakawa often sees a very grotesque scene: the whole world seems to be filled with tentacles, half-imaginary spirits, slime, disgusting sarcomas, and blurred fragments of flesh, and when he immerses himself in this illusion too deeply, he will find that some strange spots have grown on his body, which usually disappear after a few hours of calm.

This made Shirakawa realize that if a large number of spells were released, causing the spirit to be in that state of spiral out of control for a long time, something interesting might grow out of these spots.

After much preparation, Bai He used a spell to create a confinement bottle based on the characteristics of the Flying Hydra, and successfully captured a lone Flying Hydra.

This behavior caused a large number of Hydroids to go after them frantically - their instinct seemed to act when their kind was in trouble, and spontaneously developed to save them, and Shirakawa escaped from the cave with great difficulty, and after a period of maneuvering, he finally used the half-plane isolation to block this tracking, both his own and the Hydra's.

In a low-cost rental house in Europe, Shirakawa's research on the flying hydra came to an end.

The spiritual structure of the Flying Hydra inspired Shirakawa, who developed a spell that used illusion to disguise the mind as the structure of the Flying Hydra.

In addition, Baihe has always had a deep confusion about the way the flying polyps move.

The extreme dissonance of such a higher pattern of behavior and a relatively less advanced nervous system gave him a feeling that this thing did not look like a species that had evolved naturally.

However, just as he tried to continue exploring the consciousness of the Flying Hydra, a crazy and terrifying force seeped into his soul, as if as a warning, the captured Flying Hydra was silently reduced to ashes, and the white dragon wisely ended the research.

From this time on, Bai He felt a feeling of being spied on when he was in a hurry, and after a few transfers, he felt that this peeping was gradually moving away, he was not sure if this was his illusion, but he intuitively felt that the peeping did not disappear, nor did it really pull away, but seemed to be closer, and this peeping could not lock on to a specific target no matter what, which made Bai He increasingly irritable.

The summoning of S2 has not stopped, and he contacts him almost every day according to the contract, but it has never had any effect.

It was unclear whether this contractual connection could not transcend time, or if it was blocked by the Is.

According to the description of the original book, the technical strength of the Isi people is higher than that of the Trisolarans when it is fully exerted, and it is not impossible to be suppressed.

The Isis in the parabrain didn't seem to have any intention of waking up.

This situation changed unintentionally, on the way back to the temporary lair in Boston, Bai He meditated on the ship, studying the spell of the mimic flying polyp, and the Trisolarans also fell into dormancy due to the confrontation with the world's spiritual pollution, at this time Bai He suddenly felt the black ball in the auxiliary brain move, but with the awakening of the Trisolarans and the siege and the white dragon, the black ball froze there and remained motionless.

Bai He frowned, and after a few days, he entered the mind mimicry of the Flying Polyp again, and at the same time hid the thoughts of the Trisolarans into his brain, this time he carefully observed the accessory brain.

The wait paid off after a while. A psychic tentacle poked out of the black ball and began to explore in all directions.

Bai He didn't bother him, but carefully approached the tentacles with mimics, removing those potentially sensitive data storage elements.

However, when the spiritual tentacles collided with his mimicry, a phenomenon surprised Shirakawa.

The moment the spiritual tentacles occasionally touched the shell of Bai He's body, they seemed to be in confusion and crawled up directionlessly, and after a while, they stopped, stretched out their tentacles and began to move.

Bai He frowned, and there was a feeling in his heart that this guy's action seemed to be expressing confusion.

And...... Could it be that touching the consciousness structure of the mimic flying polyp will cause the perception of this thing to fall into confusion?

Bai He's heart moved, and the entire mimic stopped the black ball that began to move slowly.

The black ball seemed to crash into the spirit of the white river in a daze.

Bai He frowned slightly, more affirming some of the speculations in his heart.