high-dimensional shuttle

Chapter 87 Kyushu Realm

Fang Yuhao and Shi Dapeng, sitting on a battery car, shuttled quickly on the road.The battery car was vibrating "buzzing". Even though the horsepower had been driven to the maximum, it was still a bit overwhelmed by the pressure of two men.

Shi Dapeng also took a special route to avoid the traffic police.

"A fine of 30 yuan a time. And if you get caught, you have to wave flags on the side of the road and be a volunteer..."

"The battery car is very convenient... There is no traffic jam." Fang Yuhao wondered whether he could also buy an electric car.After much deliberation, forget it, it is not as convenient as taking a transportation tool that costs hundreds of millions of dollars every day.

Half an hour later, the two had arrived in front of a large library.Surrounded by sycamore trees, this library has a quiet and serene atmosphere.

This is the largest building, and there are many students coming in and out.Fang Yuhao likes this kind of scholarly atmosphere very much, and always feels that it is full of righteousness and wisdom.

In many cases, only when you walk out of the school, do you know the ease of campus life.

Go up to the fifth floor and reach the office area on the top floor of the library. The sun is just right, and a bald old man is dozing off with his eyes closed.

He supported his head with one hand, tilted his head slightly downward, and saw that he would lose his balance immediately, like an apple about to fall to the ground.

The moment his head fell and lost support, the old man trembled all over and raised his head.

"Uncle Li!" Shi Dapeng shouted: "Where is the turtle?"

"It's Shi Dapeng...here, go and play by yourself, don't play yourself to death."

The bald old man pointed to the washbasin next to it, which contained a large white turtle with some fine moss growing on it.

The old man continued to doze off.

Shi Dapeng took the tortoise and kept teasing it.This big tortoise kept crawling in the washbasin, trying to get out of the prison.

"Uncle Li, have they asked you to go out to lead the team?"

"You mean a medium-sized idealistic world, alas, it's not a good thing. It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided..."

"If I meet him, I'll just smash that statue, why are you so curious!"

Old Man Li kept muttering: "...I don't have a few years left to live. Why should I be frightened? I won't go! I won't go!"

"Let them die a few people, and the whole research institute will probably be sealed off, that's fine."

Shi Dapeng begged: "Can you take me in?"

"You? You can't, it's too far away, you can't fight, you can't fight... Shi Dapeng, can't you live well?" Old man Li was a little disdainful.

Shi Dapeng's face blushed when he was ridiculed, and he didn't know how to refute.

Fang Yuhao shook his head and walked into this room.

It is full of neat materials, one book after another exudes the fragrance of ink, and it is almost spotless.It seems that these bookshelves are often taken care of.

"By the way, how did you know about that monster named 'Gao'? Have you encountered it before?" Fang Yuhao asked out his doubts.

"Of course not." Shi Dapeng was still talking to old man Li, and he pointed his mouth at a book, "Look there for yourself, there is something written, be careful, don't damage it."

"I know." Fang Yuhao thought about it, and carefully took it out.

The pages of this book are yellowed and look very fragile. It may be older than Fang Yuhao himself.There are all kinds of strange things drawn in it, which are sketches drawn by someone with a pencil.

Turning to one of the pages, I saw a monster like "Roshan" with multiple heads and tentacles.However, the text description below is like a ghost drawing, and I can't understand what is written.

"This monster named 'Glut' is transformed after the death of ordinary people. It is said that it has an unknown connection with the vulgar customs such as sacrificial burial."

"This kind of feudal superstition record, in that era, would definitely be burned. Only in this way can we escape the catastrophe secretly... There are many words that we have not deciphered until now."

Shi Dapeng bargained to no avail, took out a handful of turtle food and started feeding.

The big white tortoise ran around following the fingers, opening and closing its mouth very flexibly.

Fang Yuhao continued to flip through the pages. This notebook is very thick, with more than 100 pages.Except for some hideous pictures that can be understood, the text below is all inexplicable marks.

But looking at it this way, it is also very novel.

"Hey, there is also the mosquito monster I killed with my own hands. It looks a bit like it."

"Professor Yu Hua has encountered so many monsters? Impossible! Can he survive like this?" He asked again.

"That's not true... His personal talent is super intuition, an extremely powerful sixth sense, but he can't stand up to so many supernatural beings. I guess, this book should be a book from a large spiritual world. The crystallization of wisdom! This large-scale spiritual world, which weighs heavily on the imagination of our Chinese civilization, is called the Kyushu Realm. The various small worlds are just some small branches of the Kyushu Realm." Shi Dapeng negotiated to no avail, and walked away resentfully come over.

"This book in the world of Kyushu was accidentally seen by Professor Yu Hua. With his super memory ability, he wrote it silently, so it exists in our world. This may be a way of cultural transmission."

"According to the records, human beings who are almost the same as us live in the large spiritual world. Moreover, the world entrances found on the land of Huaguo basically speak the local dialect, which is very strange!"

"real or fake?"

Shi Dapeng pouted at old man Li who was dozing off, saying that this old man was someone who had experienced the past and was able to survive.

Fang Yuhao asked suspiciously: "In this case, is it possible that the entire idealistic world is built by imitating our real world? What is the connection? Is it the accumulation of many people's subconscious minds?"

"how could I know?"

Shi Dapeng spread his hands: "Perhaps our world and our thinking are also made according to a certain standard template, so don't think too highly of yourself."

"Of course, because the physical laws of each world are different, people's ways of living are also different. Maybe in a certain world, immortals who can fly into the sky and escape from the earth can be born?"

Shi Dapeng's eyes flashed: "With such a mystery in front of me, I suddenly felt that everything in reality is boring...making money and so on, everything is so boring."

Fang Yuhao said with a smile: "That's not true. Find a beautiful girl and be with someone. You will feel that every day is very sweet. Especially a girl who flirts with you seven or eight times, you can't extricate yourself like a drug addiction..."

"Your mentality is like the protagonist in "Inception", unhealthy."

"pretty girl?"

Shi Dapeng suddenly remembered the good person card he had been issued once, and he felt cold: "Old Comrade Fang, you still need to strengthen your ideological consciousness... If we revolutionaries die, won't we make the girl a widow?" How can you fall in love?"

(End of this chapter)