Although she had seen a car before, Dora was still amazed when she sat in the iron box, and looked left and right, as if trying to figure out how the thing moved.

Looking at this guy's fuss, Ye Shi couldn't help but complain.

"Anyway, you've even been on a starship that can sail in hyperspace, what's there to be curious about this kind of gadget?"

Dora was stunned for a moment before she realized what a starship was, and then whispered.

"Starship...... Better than this? ”

The little koala, who was tied to the passenger seat with a seat belt, made a helpless sound.

"This is probably the worst time the Orion has been hacked."

"Hug, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that-"

"I know," looking at Dora, who hurriedly explained, Yajuchi sighed and said, "I want to think about it...... It seems that we have to start with the most basic common sense. ”

Maybe when he returns to Dawning City, he should go to the bookstore and buy a set of elementary school Chinese textbooks.

While psionic energy is a convenient communication tool, a lack of common sense is also a big problem.

The group of cars stopped at the entrance of Camp Lowell.

The former military base has been transformed into an old-era museum for visitors to visit.

The half-human-high stone tablet inserted in the doorway is engraved with what happened here—

A general named Lowell made an "immortal achievement" in the ice and snow.

Later generations have a mixed evaluation of him.

Some thought that his idea was good, but that it was wrongly executed, and that the red clay later played a role in the crooked landing, and was not as useless as General Lowell's opponents claimed.

But there are also those who think that he is a paranoid tyrant, a gambler who fantasizes that he is an omnipotent savior, who kills people who should not die for a plan that is impossible to succeed, and ruins the last chance of passing on civilization.

It was also said that if General Lowell hadn't tried to gamble on that almost impossible future with the few resources he had left, perhaps the people at the institute wouldn't have died, or at least half survived.

Maybe they'll be another Vault 70.

Perhaps the people who live here will be like the survivors of the southern seas, and they will not even need to carry the red clay with a sword, or even carry it forward, and they will spread their light and heat farther away......

It is a pity that history has no ifs, and the shape of another future can only be imagined by future generations.

In addition to relics from the Lowell period, this museum also houses many relics from the Xilan Dynasty and the Otsuki Dynasty.

Most of these objects are in the private collection of Duke Nehaq, the former governor of the port of Golden Gallen in the Western Lan Empire.

The Alliance's Institute of Social Sciences, after researching and scanning the relics, returned the trophies to the museum that belonged to the people of Port Gallen.

There are also some objects that entered the market during the renovation of the old town.

The Port of Gold Gallen City Hall bought back a portion of it from the auction through a financial allocation.

In addition to the relics of old age, there are also some accounts of these histories by later generations.

For example, Mr. Mouse's "Red Clay" and so on.

However, this is a disgraceful history.

The residents of Golden Gallen Harbor, who have been on a few occasions, are far less interested in this period of history, so most of the museum is filled with foreign tourists.

As he walked towards the interior of Camp Lowell, the mayor of Port Goldgallen, Jodhu, said in a slightly apologetic voice.

"It would be nice if you told us a few days in advance of your itinerary, and we could make some arrangements in advance."

Han Mingyue said with a smile.

"No need to bother, we're just here to take a look, and we'll be leaving soon."

While the two were talking, there was already a commotion outside the museum.

Hearing that the guests of the second south gate suddenly visited here, the media of the whole city were alarmed, and a large number of reporters rushed over.

Fortunately, Jodu was a person who could do things, and he had anticipated the reaction of the media, so he said hello to the people at the security bureau in advance, and dispatched a large number of police forces to pull up a fence outside the museum.

Those who have already entered the museum will be able to continue their visit, while those who come after will have to wait outside.

Dora was startled by the enthusiasm of the black and the dark, she had never seen so many people before.

"Those...... Are all journalists? ”

She had heard the word journalist from Night Ten, though she didn't fully understand what it meant.

"Not all, there are probably some people who watch the excitement." Looking at some of the guys in the crowd who made the appearance of praying to God and worshiping Buddha, Ye Shi said with a subtle expression.

This guest from the second south gate is indeed psychic, but these fanatical guys probably misunderstood something.

But he soon remembered that he seemed to be the same when he went ashore.

Those people called them "Iron Men" and worshipped them as they do now.

It wasn't until I got more contact with it later, and I got some education, and I knew that the invulnerable iron bump was just an exoskeleton, and everyone could wear it, that the title "iron man" slowly became unpopular.

Night Ten was suddenly a little disappointed.

These people are supposed to be educated, but they seem to be the same as before.

The same recipe is just a change of soup, and they don't recognize it at all.

This group of smart people is obviously extremely smart, but they are stupid in the deadliest place.

As if noticing Yeten's expression, Jodu smiled embarrassedly and said.

"Laughing."

He had been by Fang Chang's side for a long time, and he could be regarded as the elite of this settlement.

He was well aware of his responsibilities in this, but he also felt deeply powerless in the face of the unstoppable torrent.

All he could do was maintain the status quo.

In a time when the league still needs to be here.

"There's nothing funny about it, it's not funny," Yashi shook his head and sighed, "Honestly...... I even wondered if my friends and I had actually done a bad thing, maybe we shouldn't have been here in the first place. ”

Yodu said quickly.

"Don't think so, every resident of this colony is grateful to you. If you don't come, this museum is still the ranch of Nehak......"

"Maybe."

Night Ten glanced up at the walled tower, where a centurion or a centurion had been hanging before.

He remembered who hung the guy up.

After a pause, Ye Shi said again.

"It's a pity...... The man who first captured the camp was dead. ”

Jodu was stunned for a moment, then remembered who he was talking about, and then fell silent.

He also had a relationship with that man, and even persuaded him well before he planned to go north, but in the end, he couldn't persuade him to accept the resignation at the behest of the chief.

Looking at this situation and thinking of what happened to that person, he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

Unwilling to put the sadness on his face, he looked at the outsider on the side, the guest from the second south gate.

He said with a forced smile.

"I heard...... Can you see the souls of the dead? Then can you help me see if there is a general here with a glaring eye. ”

Dora was slightly stunned for a moment, and corrected his statement one by one.

"It's a misconception that only the living have souls, and that there is no such thing as a dead person."

Jodu was stunned and asked.

"That'...... Where do the souls of the dead go? ”

"He didn't go anywhere, he still existed, except that it no longer belonged to him, but became part of the others," Dora said with a wink and a smile on her face, "We will be influenced by our ancestors to some extent, and we will carry their imprint on us to a greater or lesser extent...... And we are their continuation. ”

She still discovered these things from a little koala.

"Didn't go anywhere......"

Yodu lowered his head and muttered a sentence to himself, looking at his hands, and suddenly couldn't hold back the emotions in his heart.

It turned out that he hadn't gone anywhere......

He's been here all along, watching them go on.

"Don't give up."

Han Mingyue gently patted him on the shoulder and walked into the interior of the camp with Dora.

The ruins have basically been excavated, and only a few doubts remain.

At this moment, Dora suddenly stopped, and her eyes stopped on several iron cages in the center of the camp.

"It was a place where slaves were held in the Xilan era." Seeing her confused expression, Han Mingyue said in a gentle tone.

Dora nodded, then asked.

"The ...... who was locked up here before Most of them are Luna people? ”

Han Mingyue had a surprised expression on her face.

"How do you see that?"

Dora didn't speak, just looked at the iron cages.

And just as her gaze focused on the mottled rust, a man with deep eye sockets also looked at her, and a stunned expression appeared on his face.

"You can see me."

"Are you...... The Great Moon King? ”

While in the port of fries, Dora learned about the history of the Moon Clan from Ms. Han Mingyue.

Although she wasn't quite sure, the word popped into her mind the first time she saw this man.

She thought he was a lot like Tunnan.

They may be the same type of people, but they have many different things.

"The Great Moon King...... Is that what my descendants call me," the majestic king muttered, then looked at Dora and asked eagerly, "by the way, are my people alright?" ”

Reminiscing about the good times in the port of fries, Dora said with a shy smile.

"They're all good, at least...... The people I've met are all pretty good. ”

"That's good......"

As if relieved, he let out a long sigh of relief and a relieved smile on his face.

"Thank you, I feel so much better."

Looking at the king, who seemed to be relieved, Dora asked in a puzzled voice.

"Did you do anything bad?"

The Great Moon King was silent for a while, then shook his head and said.

"I don't know, but ...... They did suffer a lot because of me, and I heard them kneeling here and calling my name, praying to me every nightfall. ”

"But...... I've been listening to them less lately, and I thought they were all dead. ”

"It's good to be alive."

He smiled with satisfaction, and the transparent shadow faded as if it had never existed.

The two exchanged silently, and no one heard.

Dora nodded slightly, watching the looming shadow disappear into the wind.

But just then, another shadow emerged from behind the mottled rust.

That person's temperament was completely different from that of the Great Moon King, but he was a bit of an "officer" with staring eyes like Mayor Yodu said.

But—

Through her psionic powers, it was clear to Dora that he was not the person Mayor Jodu had said he was.

And, they are two very different kinds of people.

"These bastards...... Lao Tzu's red clay was for them to save people, but he didn't let them use it as a bargaining chip for grabbing territory! Isn't there anyone who thinks it's stupid? Play Tribal Wars as primitives in the zoo! ”

"And - the nuclear winter is over, why are you still using this thing as food! Damn it! Even slavery was made...... It's really alive and going back! ”

Dora was stunned, not understanding his chatter, but fortunately there was a guy next to him who knew a thing or two about psionic abilities.

Maybe it's because he has the imprint of the human association on his body.,This time Night Ten also "saw" that person.,And it's still with Dora.。

No surprises.

He should be Lowell.

Looking at the chattering guy, he really couldn't help but complain.

"Is it possible that your red clay only developed after the nuclear winter was over?"

He maliciously speculated that the warm spring weather was not enough.

The expansion of the red soil is also inseparable from the bloody rivers of the tribal melee era.

Someone has to break through the lower human limit again and again for the red soil to find the soil that is truly suitable for its growth.

That is, when there is only one thought left in everyone's hearts -

Stay alive.

Other than that, everything can be discarded.

This rhetorical question silenced Rowell.

He stared, looking at the junior in front of him who didn't know the height of the sky, and his nose was crooked.

"Who the would have thought of that? What was my situation at that time? Do I have any other options? 100 million people! I don't have enough troops on my hands to stuff their teeth, and if I can't feed them, do you know what will happen? People eat people, Lao Tzu is especially going to the history books! ”

At this point, General Lowell fell silent again, sighed dejectedly, and sat down on the ground.

"That's it...... What should have happened has happened, I'm already in the history books, I know you kid wants to laugh at me, just laugh at me. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly couldn't speak anymore, put his hand on his forehead, and muttered in pain.

"I'll admit that I'm also at fault, at least half of the time...... I'm sorry for the soldiers who believe in me, some things can be overcome mentally, and some things can't. I'm sorry for those scholars, they said they couldn't do it, even at the peak of the prosperity of the People's Federation, a huge research institute was needed to complete the project, but I felt that they were the scholars of the People's Federation, and there was always a way to fight together......"

"I can't evaluate, but in the world of matter, there are indeed too many things that can't be done by spirits," Yajuchi sighed, "For example, black can't turn white, square can't turn round, even psionic energy can't do it." ”

Lowell suddenly raised his head, a glimmer of hope rekindled in his eyes.

"They...... Are you okay? ”

Ye Shi was silent for a moment and asked rhetorically.

"Can't you see?"

Lowell shook his head, looked at the walls of the camp, and said with a confused look in his eyes.

"I can't see out there, I don't know which bastard to start with...... Seems to be a fool who calls himself the Moon King. He was afraid that the people who ate dirt would oppose him, so he built a wall here. Although he miscalculated, and no one dared to oppose him while he was still alive, the later people followed his example and built the camp wall higher and higher. ”

He moved his Adam's apple and continued.

"And...... My feelings for them are getting thinner. It's probably too long, and I don't deserve to be remembered, so it won't be long...... I will take my momentary confusion and disappear into this land. ”

Night Ten shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.

Although he did not ask for forgiveness from anyone, at least he admitted his momentary confusion.

However, at this moment, Dora suddenly spoke, as if she had realized something.

"You...... Maybe not here. ”

Lowell froze, glanced at the soles of his feet, and then at his surroundings, with a strange expression written on his face.

"I'm not here? That...... Where am I? ”

Night Ten was also relieved by Dora's words.

Although his attainments in psionic energy are indeed inferior to this "temple maid", the resonance field that has been formed can't be fake, right?

It's like talking nonsense in front of a ghost......

Dora, however, doesn't think so.

Looking at the ghost, invisible to ordinary people, she continued in a silent and affirmative language.

"The real you are in every single one of you here...... They are all you, or your continuation. ”

"And what remained here was only a long, long time ago...... The one who lived 200 years ago. ”

"The one who isn't dead yet."

"It's all me......" Lowell was stunned for a long time, and for some reason a trace of fear appeared on his face.

"No ......"

"That kind of thing ......"

Dora nodded, staring at him earnestly, even though he probably didn't want to continue listening.

"You have not been forgotten, neither your red clay nor your momentary confusion......"

"Your soul is considered a ...... by everyone here As sacred as the Tree of Insov, they sing your story and your miracles, and pass them on from generation to generation as examples. ”

"Nope! Don't say it, you shut up for me——! ”

His hysterical roar, his hands covering his face, then disappeared into the wind like a howl.

Or—

Back to the timeline he was originally in.

Ye Shi, who was originally confused, suddenly had a glimmer of realization in his mind at this moment.

I see.

What he saw just now was not Lowell, who had been dead for many years, but the tyrant who knelt on the execution ground and roared hysterically 200 years ago.

His soul crossed time as he lay dying, and in the moment before he was about to die, he saw what the land would look like two hundred years later.

That's certainly not real time travel.

Just like the crew of the Orion.

It's just that they are standing on different timelines, and due to the high resonance of the spirit on their respective timelines, they invariably deduce or associate with each other.

Psionic energy is only one of the mediums that trigger resonance, not the bridge itself that connects the spirits.

“…… Is this the resonance field? ”

Ye Shi suddenly found that his understanding of psionic energy and resonance field had improved a little more.

And the distance between the void and him has become closer than before......

Dora's shoulders shook slightly, and she fell backwards as if she had received some kind of impact.

Han Mingyue, who was standing next to her, grabbed her shoulder and asked with a concerned expression.

"Are you alright?"

Dora slowly opened her eyes, shook her head, and said.

"I'm fine."

Seeing a hint of strangeness in her eyes, the expression on Han Mingyue's face gradually turned eager, looking into her eyes and continuing to ask.

"What just happened? You saw Lowell himself...... Right? ”

Dora nodded with a complicated expression, but there was a hint of confusion in her eyes, or rather confusion.

Seeing her nodding, Han Mingyue hurriedly continued to ask.

"What did he say?"

He ...... I cried, and I cried very sadly. I tried to comfort him, but he pushed me away. ”

Dora shook her head, paused, and continued, a little lonely, "I told him that all the people here are his continuations...... He should have been happy, but for some reason, he suddenly stopped crying. ”

Almost all of the souls she had met before were relieved to learn that they were in another form.

Including the father of the little koala.

Including that "Great Moon King".

However, that General Lowell was different.

When he learned that everyone here was his continuation, his excitement outweighed his remorse for the red clay itself.

Looking at Dora, who was talking to herself, not only Professor Han Mingyue, who was standing next to her, was stunned, but everyone including Professor Sun Zewen and Mayor Yodu was stunned on the spot.

However, that didn't last long, and Professor Han Mingyue quickly came back to his senses and said.

"I kind of get it...... Did you see him 200 years ago? ”

Dora nodded slightly.

"Hmm."

A heartfelt smile appeared on Han Mingyue's face.

"Thanks, I got a little bit of that."

Dora looked at her stunned, with a happy expression on her face, and said timidly.

"Did I help?"

Han Mingyue nodded seriously and set her eyes on the camp in front of her.

"The last piece of the puzzle we're missing is actually the testimony of General Lowell himself."

"After the successful rebellion, his men destroyed almost all the relics he left behind, whether it was notes or personal clothing. So much so that General Lowell's own opinion is reduced to a few words, leaving more clues than indirect evaluations of him by others, or a clumsy imitation of his notes by later generations. ”

"Whether they are doing it to preserve the last shred of decency for their rulers or to preserve their own legitimacy, their clever smearing seriously hampers our excavation of the ruins and the restoration of the full picture of history."

"Even their self-acting cleverness has inspired—or influenced generations of self-clever, generations of self-cleverness in the same way that they have had an incalculable impact on red clay."

When she said this, a smile of relief appeared on her face, as if a great cause had finally been covered with the last brick.

“…… Thanks to your help. ”

"This blank space has finally been filled."