May 2028 A.D., Earth, Hong Kong, China, University of Hong Kong Library. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, Dongfang Chen took off his glasses and threw them on the table, kneaded his sour eyebrows vigorously, and then leaned back on the back of the chair, stretching his waist, and the feeling of comfort made him motionless. After a while, he groped again to put on his glasses of more than 600 degrees, and decided to continue looking through the mountains of materials in front of him.

Dongfang Chen is eighteen years old this year, but his appearance is far less beautiful than his name, a little more than seven meters tall, short and fat, looking like a solid wooden stake.

The face shape is the appearance of the traditional Oriental yellow race, the skin is slightly blackened yellow, and there are a few pimples on the left and right cheeks. I used to have a pair of big bright eyes, but unfortunately I was short-sighted because I read too many books, and my look was covered by a pair of black-framed glasses.

He felt that his only strength in terms of body might be because of regular exercise, and the body that he had after twelve years of practicing various martial arts, which was much stronger than his peers.

In fact, the trait he is most proud of and the envy of others is the rare IQ of 178. Although Dongfang Chen spent thousands of times more time on martial arts and other interests than he did academically, he was still admitted to Zhejiang University at the age of 14, and graduated with a double master's degree in mathematics and history at the age of 17. Later, on the recommendation of a professor of history at the University of Hong Kong, who admired him very much, he went to the University of Hong Kong to continue his studies and study for a doctorate with this world-renowned authority on ancient world history, and at the same time served as the professor's chief assistant.

It's been almost two years now, and I've only been home twice during that time, because I'm so busy that I don't spend much time in school with my professor's running around the world. The heavy research and research work, as well as the archaeology of ancient ruins that have been eaten and slept in the open have greatly reduced his leisure time, and the practice of martial arts such as taekwondo has basically stopped, and he only does some simple fitness exercises when he goes to bed and wakes up every day.

The professor had a lot of topics, but he cruelly ordered him to participate in all the projects, and he was very puzzled why the old professor was so fond of him? This bit of his own ability can only be regarded as the middle and upper level in the world, is it because he likes his body that is much stronger than other weak and unruly students? All the dirty work is going to be handed over to himself? Now he is using the little time he has squeezed out to complete his doctoral thesis.

Although he is already well-known in the circle, Dongfang Chen rarely publishes papers, which makes many new-generation colleagues quite unconvinced. Surprisingly, Dongfang Chen is very popular in top professional institutions, and the Mensa Club and the "Freemasonry" Science Department have thrown olive branches to him, and official or private museums in various countries have rushed to invite him to give guest lectures.

Being forced to be so helpless that it is not easy to offend the bigwigs in the circle, with the consent of the professor, he is currently only a guest consultant in seven or eight museums and institutions. In the past two years, almost all world-class academic forums and conferences on history have invited him independently, but he prefers to stand quietly behind his esteemed mentor, Professor Mu.

It's funny because he often runs around with his professors, or is assigned by professors to travel around the world, and hardly spends much time in school, let alone classes. Except for the people around Professor Mu, basically everyone in the university didn't know him, and with this respect, other students could conclude that this was definitely a volunteer of the school just by his appearance.

For example, when he was in the library like now, his classmates who came and went around him cast suspicious glances at him, and he had no choice but to smile at this. This will be a little hungry, Dongfang Chen plans to go for some supper.

"You're really a foodie!" Dongfang Chen got up and muttered to himself.

Out of the library, Dongfang Chen walked towards the parking lot with his backpack on his back.

"East, East!"

A voice rang out, and a tall, handsome foreign youth spun out from the bushes on the side of the road, followed by a petite Asian girl.

East is Dongfang Chen's official English name, which is noted on the ID card and passport. Because he always dealt with foreigners, after a few times, people who understood the meaning of his surname began to call him EAST. In the end, everyone who knew him well called him Easter, and only his family and the old professor affectionately called him Dongfang or Ah Chen.

"Hey, Easter, what the hell are you doing?"

The foreign boy had a wicked smile on his face.

Dongfang Chen, who originally wanted to talk about having supper, looked at the foreigner in front of him: Williams, a British student. He is also a person who knows a little bit about himself, and he has known him for a long time, but Williams is very frivolous and a playboy, and he doesn't like it.

It was also Professor Mu's idea to deal with him, because one of Williams's ancestors was a famous British explorer, and it is said that he had been to many legendary secret places, and all what he saw and heard was written in a diary, full of pictures and texts, and regarded it as a treasure, and he was buried with him. At present, the Williams family has only passed down the bits and pieces of the diary, or the children and grandchildren of the explorers listened to the old man's oral narration and sorted it out, who knows if it is an exaggeration to coax children?

But people who study history have to carefully study a lot of things that are passed down orally and are close to mythological stories, so Dongfang Chen has the patience to deal with Williams. It's just that Williams himself can't say why, but the relationship is not very familiar, and it is a big taboo to rashly ask about the privacy of other people's homes, and he doesn't expect to get anything from Williams.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Chen changed his words and said, "I'm tired, go home and sleep!"

"Invite me to the king for a drink. William said.

"me, tell me why?" Dongfang Chen was a little puzzled.

"Invite me to drink before I tell you why. Hey, Easter, someone else thinks you're a beggar, plus you're too pretending, I don't know your bottom line?haha!"

William said with a wicked smile on his face, and even the eyes of the girl beside William lit up, and she kept looking Dongfang Chen's whole body up and down like looking at jewelry.

Dongfang ignored this, glanced at William carefully, and felt that the other party's face was written with a look of "I have a secret to tell you". Williams should know very well that he is strict and does not like to be teased, since he is so fearless, there must be something to be bored!

Thinking of this, Dongfang Chen said as he walked: "Get in the car!"

THE CAR PULLED UP TO THE PARKING SPACE IN FRONT OF THE KING'S CLUB, AND WILLIAM GOT OUT OF THE CAR AND SHOUTED, "SHIT, YOU STILL DRIVE A JAPANESE CAR? I'M GOING TO FUCKING BANKRUPT YOU TODAY." ”

A few hours later, Dongfang looked at the red-faced Williams angrily, the girl who came with him had already drunk into a puddle of mud, and William was smiling lewdly and glancing at the girl lying on the side.

How can I mess with such a person? It's really a brain-showing, a tragedy! Dongfang Chen thought.

"Do you still want wine?" Dongfang asked.

"Forget it, it's important to get down to business, I know you've been waiting impatiently with the fire. ”

William's tone suddenly became very serious, and his drunken appearance was swept away, and he got up and closed the curtain of the booth.

"I went back to England a while ago, at Fort William, to attend a family coming-of-age ceremony, and they gave me this!"

As he spoke, William untied a slender necklace made of white gold from his neck, and on the necklace hung something the size of a coin, yellow and clear, which seemed to be made of gold.

Dongfang Chen took the necklace and said suspiciously, "What is this?"

Immediately after that, the muscles on his fat face instantly froze, his pupils shrank, and he obviously took a big breath.

This gold-like coin has a lot of fine white on its surface, and experienced people can tell at a glance that it is "seafood".

On the side of the gold coin facing Dongfang Chen, a regular triangle is engraved, and each side of the triangle is perpendicular to the current line and a small ellipse is also engraved. Dongfang Chen didn't need to measure it to know that the extension lines of the long axis of the three ellipses must intersect at the center point of the triangle, and he also knew that the meaning of the three oval patterns symbolized was the eyes!

Dongfang was ecstatic, his whole body trembled involuntarily, and then he began to pray in his heart: The other side must be right, please, Guanyin Bodhisattva begs you to manifest your spirit!

Then he reversed the gold coin, and with a single glance, his usually strong body was now weak in his calves, his heartbeat was increasing rapidly, and he felt like he was about to jump out of his chest. Under such blood pressure, Dongfang only felt that his head seemed to swell suddenly, his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

After slowly recovering his vision, he saw that on the other side of the gold coin, three figures of the same size, like the English capital letter "A", were depicted on the other side. If you look closely, you will see that the three "A's" are surrounded by many extremely small and short curved lines

"That's it!!"

Dongfang Chen shouted from the bottom of his heart.

"How's it going?" Williams asked, wiping his mouth with his sleeve as he drained half a bottle of whiskey in one gulp.

"$10,000, lend me three days, and then return it to its original owner 101022! ”

Dongfang Chen didn't have any extra nonsense, threw out a bank card and got up and left.

"Deal!"

A crisp and crisp voice sounded. Williams tucked the card from the table into his trouser pocket, then picked up the girl and staggered away.

Dongfang Chen drove to the school, and shouted excitedly with his mobile phone: "Pete, I want to do a carbon 14 measurement." ”

"Do you know what time it is? Your brain is in water!"

The other end of the phone said angrily.

"One thousand Hong Kong dollars!" Dongfang Chen said calmly.

"See you in the lab, I'm waiting for you at the door, Brother Chen, do you want me to bring you some supper?"

The other end of the phone said with a grin.

Two days later, Dongfang, who had never left the laboratory and barely had his eyes, got the final result: the approximate age of the measured matter: 17,000-20,000 years ago.

Seeing this result, Dongfang Chen fell to the ground, and after a while, a snoring sound sounded.

This gold-made coin looks like a gold coin, but it's not a gold coin at all. People who don't know the details will generally treat it as the currency of an ancient dynastic period, and even many experts and scholars.

As for why Williams was able to get such a coming-of-age ceremony, it was not within Dongfang Chen's consideration. Until he got his hands on it, there was only one in the world, at a high salon in Vienna in 1812, where it was played with as some kind of gold coin, and then disappeared. However, it was unintentionally recorded by someone at the scene of its shape and size, as well as drawing detailed patterns on the front and back. There are many differences of opinion in the academic community about it, after all, no matter how much they quarrel without physical objects, it is empty talk, but Dongfang Chen stubbornly believes only one of the explanations.

He firmly believes that this small round thing made of gold must be from the ideal country that was remembered by Plato, one of the founders of Western philosophy, and the legend of the prehistoric super civilization that sank to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean overnight: Atlantis!