Lu Yao was officially sent to Huangliang Tower on the second day.

The two yamen of Gong Weisi and the Dian Pharmacy both came, the former because of the gods and ghosts, and the latter because of the need to examine and treat patients, and the staff were all in civilian clothes.

"Xianggong, just according to Langzhong's words, it will be fine." Hua Fu'er forced a smile on the side: "I can come back in ten days at most." ”

Lu Yao nodded.

He followed the crew into a boxy black van.

Sitting in the car, Lu Yao noticed that the vehicle was still different from the real world he was in. The interior of the car is covered with white gauze, the chairs are all wooden, and the steering wheel in the cab is several wide, shaped like a ship's rudder.

The car drove slowly and at a constant speed.

The world outside Lan Ruofang is bustling with traffic, mostly on bicycles, cars are a minority, and under the guidance of uniformed traffic police, some long trams pass by the above-ground tracks.

The streets are populated by a mix of ethnic groups, from black-haired Asians to blonde Europeans to dark-skinned blacks...... Lu Yao also saw a suspected Indian wearing a feather headdress, as well as a plump South American girl.

He was in a strange mood.

This is the world where Qin Shi Huang did not die and the hegemony was just beginning.

The Qin Empire became the economic, cultural, and political center that dominated the world for a long time.

Elites and aspirants from all over the world flocked to this vast empire to learn advanced knowledge and culture, some of them settled here, and some of them brought back what they had learned to their homeland.

Just when Lu Yao was fascinated, the car suddenly stopped.

"It's here, get out of the car, Huang Lishi."

Lu Yao went out through the car door.

In front of it is a traditional wooden corniced and stilted building, with a pointed roof and an octagonal body on all sides, with a total of three floors, but each floor is extremely wide.

On the upper floor, there is a plaque erected "Huangliang Lou Jialu", which refers to the Grade A belonging to Huangliang Building, No. 6.

He was sent into this building.

After completing the process of filling in his name, drawing fingerprints, being searched for all his belongings, taking off his clothes and changing into a special hospital gown, Lu Yao carried a wooden bucket containing necessary supplies such as towels, soap, and toilet paper, and came to the dormitory on the third floor.

There were already two people in the dormitory.

A middle-aged monk with a bright head, and a capable young man in his twenties with fanged ghost tattoos on his arms.

The monk was facing the wall, his lips twitching, but he couldn't hear him.

The young man greeted him very cheerfully: "Brother Tai is really a heroic man, I don't know what he did before?" ”

"State Learning, Physics Learning."

Lu Yao also follows the local customs, imitating local habits to speak. Appraisal was his official position, that is, a lecturer in physics at the state university, similar to the modern young teacher.

"Brother Tai is the master?"

The young man was a little surprised, but he suddenly realized: "In ancient times, the six arts of gentlemen originally required both wisdom and bravery, and Brother Tai is indeed quite ancient, unlike those sour talents who have no power to restrain chickens. ”

"In the next wish." The young man gave his hand: "I used to work in the county iron workshop. ”

Lu Yao also said: "Huang Jia." ”

There was a strange expression on the other party's face, but he returned to normal.

People here like to call words, but Lu Yao himself prefers the original name of Huang Jia.

Zhu Yu seems to be normal.

But if you want to say it, his name is reminiscent.

Zhu Yushu is a great name, and it is a witchcraft recorded in various documents in ancient times.

Lu Yao looked at the corner next to him, and the monk was chanting silently. He was dressed in a gray monk's robe, his eyes were blank, and his whole body was like a walking corpse.

"What is he?"

"It's okay, every day."

Zhu You laughed: "This is Master Huiyuan, the owner of the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, but I don't know what books I read, which caused me to become a demon barrier, and I was determined to be crazy by the Tai Hospital." It's just that the Huangliang Building in Luoyang was full at that time, so it moved to the side of Shunqing Mansion. ”

Later, Lu Yao learned that the owner of the collection was the librarian of the temple's scripture pavilion.

Zhu You said: "Master Huiyuan feels that the whole world is fake, the world is meaningless, and it will tend to be shattered at any time. ”

"This is nothing but a fantasy box constructed by the Great Fortitude, the gods are all fake, there are no gods, there are no emperors, everyone is a projection of nothingness and fantasy, only a few people exist. He even made a public announcement at the festival, which caused quite a stir. These words are fine in private, but in public they are a nuisance. ”

Lu Yao thought about it carefully.

There is something worth referring to in this monk's understanding.

"Actually, I know you, Brother Huangjia."

Zhu Youdao: "Although we are not in the same house, we have heard your name. Are you really an incarnation? ”

“…… I don't think so. ”

The other party showed a disappointed expression, but he was still unwilling: "But I heard that you didn't say it here before, your name is [Wriggle], and you are from the outer world...... Did you come here to receive a treasure of the First Emperor? ”

Lu Yao was stunned when he heard this.

I didn't expect to have a connection with the wriggling here.

Slowly.

That is, before himself, the identity of Huang Jia was held by the wriggling?

Is it just a small probability that the wriggling person named himself Huangjia, the word Lux?

Hearing Lu Yao's side knock, Zhu You was a little puzzled: "Brother Huangjia, I don't understand. When you say your previous name, do you mean your name? ”

"Didn't I remember before that I didn't use a pseudonym?" Lu Yao said deliberately.

"First ......"

Zhu You had a confused and confused expression on his face.

"I don't know, but your name is Huangjia. If it's not called Huangjia, what are you called? ”

He didn't get an answer when he asked.

In Zhu You's cognition and memory, Huang Jia is Huang Jia, but he has only heard of deeds in the past, but he has never seen anyone.

Lu Yao changed the subject: "Then which room did I live in before this?" ”

"At first, it was B San, and then it was transferred to A shop." I wish you blurted out.

The number of the patient quarters in Huangliang Building is particular.

Category A represents the most at-risk patients, living alone, not even allowed to leave the house, meals and toilets are carried out in small rooms. Just like a condemned prisoner, contact with the outside world is forbidden.

Category B is an individual with more complex and severe symptoms, who need to take a large dose of medication, and will be restricted from going out on a daily basis, and can only come out when the wind is released.

Category C is a patient with mild symptoms, who can come and go at will on a daily basis and complete treatment and rehabilitation in a more relaxed way. This group is usually those who are about to be discharged from the hospital, or patients who do not have a tendency to harm or destructive.

According to Zhu You, Huang Jia used to proclaim that he was a god [Wriggling] because of a sudden illness, and asked around the treasure house of the First Emperor. He recruited the patients, doctors, nurses, and guards to do his bidding.

The Creepers promised that if they completed this mission, they would ascend to heaven and become gods in their own kingdom.

He was subdued, increased the dosage and admitted to a Class A ward.

"That was three months ago? No...... It seems to have been four months ago...... "Zhu Yu meditated, but the time that came out of his mouth was always the same one at a time.

"I don't remember very well."

There are no clocks in the dormitory, but in the public areas outside, whether it is a simple activity area or a dining hall, there is a fixed pendulum clock to tell the time.

The pendulum clock has one to twelve hours.

When Lu Yao arrived at the dining hall, he saw that the pendulum clock was marked 3 o'clock in the afternoon (11:45).

After a lunch of sweet potatoes, tofu soup and a small salted fish, he placed his plate in the recuperation window. When he returned, he found that the hour had come (19:15).

It took nearly 7 hours and a few steps to pass.

Outside the window, the sky also darkened, and the orange sunset provoked many patients to watch in front of the glass window.

Lu Yao finally realized.

There is a problem with time in this world.

In the evening, when he fell asleep, he suddenly woke up and found that it was already daylight outside, and he went out to look at the pendulum clock, which was already the next afternoon.

The only thing that was fortunate was that the overhead timer was still intact, running according to some kind of constant or in line with Lu Yao's biological clock.

Countdown display [234 hours: 19 minutes: 57 seconds]

In the standard time system perceived by the body, Lu Yao only spent a day in Huangliang Tower.

Lu Yao slowly summed up an experience.

The time of the Qin Empire's world is not completely continuous, and it will produce jumps. Time sometimes jumps forward, sometimes backward.

For example, Lu Yao fell asleep on his front feet, and suddenly he found that he was standing in front of the pendulum again, and the time pointed to the time of lunch.

Time in this world will go back and forth, but fortunately, the frequency is not too high.

The people in the Huangliang Building didn't feel it at all, only themselves, the outsiders who broke the seal and entered it, could feel this way.

Could it be that the [Advanced Immunity] is causing some spells here to fail?

Lu Yao wasn't sure.

He only had a vague feeling that the world of copies of this seal might be much trickier than he had imagined. Perhaps this countdown is not meant to restrain the gods, but to protect the players who enter here.

The last [Wriggling] who entered the seal did not get what he wanted, and was subdued and sealed, indicating that the combat power here is likely to be enough to deal with the title god.

It's not a good idea to come by force.

More information needs to be gathered now.

It would be even better if you could find other players.

Taking advantage of the noon Zhuyou nap and the monk chanting the scriptures silently, Lu Yao left the dormitory.

There were two people in the activity area.

A young girl holds a book called "The Tale of Kabuki Men in Yufuso" and reads it intently. The only problem was that the book was upside down, but she read it with relish.

But among the patients in Huanglianglou, she is already relatively normal.

The other was an old man with gray hair, dark skin, heavy bags under his eyes, and a white beard that looked like an Indian or Southeast Asian. He was emaciated and emaciated, with long arms and fingers.

The old man was sitting at a table, writing and drawing on paper with charcoal, and his fingers were blackened with charcoal.

When Lu Yao saw the painting, he frowned.

The paper depicts a starry sky, with a sun-like sphere in the center, but two long poles grow on either side of the sun.

The surrounding stars are not regular stars or spherical shapes, some are shaped like teapots, some are like clay pots, and some are like swords.

The old man seems to have a clear standard for the image of these things, so he has been scribbling the lines to modify and accurately look like them.

Lu Yao suddenly realized that something was wrong.

It's not the starry sky, it's the void.

The old man didn't look up, just painted with his head down, and said casually.

"You're here for the First Emperor's Treasury too, aren't you?"

"Do you want to cooperate?"

(End of chapter)