I woke up after 300 million years

"It's so hot! Luo Die, are you looking for your godfather again?"

"Well, I have no classes in the afternoon, and I will have a seven-day National Day holiday after that. I plan to take good care of my godfather."

At the entrance of Maple Leaf Institute of Technology, Jiang Yuxi, who was wearing a light blue dress, looked sideways at her best friend next to her. There was a ripple in her beautiful eyes, and she shook her head and said:

"You really don't care at all. If someone finds out that you have a godfather, those idiots who have been jealous of you will definitely cause trouble. These days, it's hard to clarify rumors by just opening your mouth."

"It doesn't matter, rumors only stop at the wise, not the mentally retarded." Luo Die responded casually.

She put on light makeup, a white sun-proof jacket, a high-collared blue short-sleeved jacket, and a pair of black trousers to accentuate her slender figure. Her hair was slightly messy and spread down her back. The hair on her temples fell naturally and swayed in the wind. She was very beautiful. , plain but not mediocre.

It is worth mentioning that Luo Die is very tall, more than 1.7 meters by visual inspection, and has an extraordinary temperament.

Hearing this, Jiang Yuxi, who was wearing a high ponytail, changed the subject and asked tentatively:

"Speaking of which, today is Yang Tianjiao's birthday, you..."

"I was invited, but I refused. I hate people like him who have no sense of boundaries and do whatever they want just because their family has money. I don't want to have anything to do with him." Luo Die stated clearly.

She held a lighter with a dark gold shell in her right hand and rubbed it. As she walked towards the bus stop, she apologized:

"I've been very busy recently. I can't go to the amusement park tomorrow. You and Xiaoxin can go together."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bus came and Luo Die said goodbye in a hurry.

Looking at the bus that was getting further away, Jiang Yuxi's smile faded and her brown eyes turned dark. After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Yang Tianjiao's number.

......

The light blue sky is like a pure silk painting, edged with red sun and gold.

"The patient's family members will pay at window three in the lobby later."

"Sister nurse, how is my godfather doing lately?"

"It's not optimistic. It's been more than a year since you sent him to the hospital. He's still in coma and no problems can be found. This is the first case of this condition in our hospital. Even the director is helpless."

At the door of the ward, the young and beautiful Luo Die asked about the situation.

As she listened to the nurse sister's explanation, the hope in her eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by inexplicable sadness and bitterness.

Looking back at the man on the hospital bed, Luo Die was speechless for a long time and thought about giving up treatment.

......

it hurts! Head hurts!

Where am I? Pay the fees? Hospital? I am sick?

Impossible, I am the sun god and will never get sick.

Those poor ancient gods finally started a war among the gods, which led to "God" and "All Gods" succeeding. If the "Original Creator" wakes up, everything will be over!

Calm down, I am still alive, which means that the world has not been destroyed. Now that my consciousness has recovered, it means that the "outer god" sealed with my body may have been reborn.

Yan Fan struggled to recall what had happened and to deduce the possibilities. He was mentally disturbed. It seemed that some unknown force was preventing him from recovering consciousness.

Stabilizing his mind, he put these distracting thoughts behind him for the time being and prepared to straighten his back and sit up in one go. Unfortunately, he failed. He could only open his eyes and get rid of the shackles of darkness.

His vision was hazy at first, then became clear, and the light was bright and dazzling.

What comes into view is a ward with a pure white main color. Various medical equipment are placed in the cabinets next to it. The beeping sound is continuous and the heart rate chart is stable.

Yan Fan squinted to the left and saw a depressed girl sitting on a chair, staring at the balance of her mobile phone, muttering "the annual fee is [-] yuan" and "the remaining money will not last for a few years" and other words.

He opened his mouth, his throat stung, and he thought for a long time before saying:

"You and I first met, why do we seem to have known each other before?"

The sudden sound startled Luo Die, who was concentrating on his thoughts.

After calming down, she stood up suddenly, put down her phone, and took an excited step forward, holding Yan Fan's palm, with a mixture of surprises and surprises, "Godfather! You're finally awake! Great! Great... ..”

She repeated the three words, her eyes were red, and she was about to cry. Since her parents disappeared mysteriously a year ago, she had to take care of her godfather alone and go to college. Only she knew how much heartache and tears she had.

Godfather? Yan Fan was confused, his mind was foggy, and he didn't understand the situation.

"Wait a minute!" He took out his palm and frowned with the word "Chuan" between his brows. His memory was not fully restored, so he asked in an uncertain tone, "Do you know me?"

Luo Die rubbed the corners of her eyes, bit her red lips, took a deep breath to calm her emotions, and said with a smile like a flower:

"Godfather, my name is Luo Die. Although this is the first time you have met me, I have grown up listening to your stories. Dad said that you are the most important brother in his life. You two were emperors together. , kill the demigods together, plan the world together, save the common people... Well, I don’t believe in this anyway, dad is a novelist, and his ability to make up stories is outstanding."

"A year ago, my father and mother traveled abroad, and they brought you unconscious when they came back."

"I saw a photo of you and them when I was in elementary school. It's been more than ten years, and you haven't changed at all. You're still as young, but you've lost a lot of weight."

"Luo Die?" Yan Fan chanted again, memories emerged, and he remembered something, his eyes became gentle, "Are you Luo Ping'an's daughter?"

Seeing the girl nodding vigorously, Yan Fan looked carefully and whispered in a mellow voice:

"Have you not awakened? Before I fell asleep, Luo Pingan was the demigod of the extraordinary seven. My daughter shouldn't be so ordinary. Is it possible that she plans to let her go?"

As an ancient god, Yan Fan is very receptive.

I am not surprised by the current situation. I met Luo Ping'an in his early years. The latter said: If you have children in the future, you must let the children recognize you as their godfather.

Extraordinary seven?

Demi god?

Luo Die was confused as he listened to his godfather talking to himself.

The atmosphere was silent for three seconds. Yan Fan found that he could control his body, slowly straightened up and asked:

"What year is it now?"

"September 2030, 9, Daxia." Luo Die answered.

Boom!dong dong!

Just when Yan Fan was about to ask about the specific era, there was a knock on the ward door.

Before the two of them could speak, the door was pushed open and a man holding roses stepped in.

"Xiaodie, it's my birthday today. I hope you can come to the dinner party in the evening. They are all young people and there are no elders." The man spoke softly. He was 1.8 meters tall. He was wearing a brand-name sportswear and a 20 watch. He looked like He is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his temperament is far beyond that of his peers.

"Yang Tianjiao." Turning around and calling out the man's name, Luo Die sighed, "I made it very clear this morning, I don't have time! Besides, I'm not familiar with you, so please, don't pester me!"

"You are the eldest young master, the second generation of rich people, and I am just an ordinary college student. The idea of ​​being 'the most beautiful goddess in the finance department' is just a joke. With your conditions, it will be easy to find someone better than me."

When he walked to the hospital bed, Yang Tianjiao did not respond. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Yan Fan, and asked instead:

"You godfather?"

His words were full of contempt and a bit puzzling.

These days, the word "godfather" has many meanings.

Yan Fan on the hospital bed looked young and could not be more than 25 years old. Even though he was handsome, he would not be able to seduce Luo Die with his looks alone.

In addition, living in this kind of ordinary ward obviously does not belong to the rich.

For a moment, Yang Tianjiao couldn't figure out where he lost?

Luo Die is one of the most popular goddesses in her freshman year. She is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and can easily defeat the leader of the martial arts club. She is also a top student. She has had countless suitors since she started school.

Yang Tianjiao is a type who will never give up until he achieves his goal. One night, he met the innocent Luo Die in the playground. At that moment, "the shadow of a giant under the moon was like a fairy in a painting."

He admitted that he was moved!

Afterwards, he spent some time investigating Luo Die's class and basic situation, and launched a fierce pursuit, without any concealment, focusing on a mysterious self-confidence.

It doesn't matter if you even feel rejected, this is not licking the dog, it is sincerity! It’s persistence! is love!

Yan Fan looked at his goddaughter, "Your friend?"

"Ignore him, he's not interested in drinking." Luo Die snorted, then thought about it, felt something was wrong, raised her eyebrows, "How did you know I came to the hospital? Are you following me?"

Yang Tianjiao shrugged, placed the roses gently on the cabinet, smiled, and answered the question:

"Maybe, this is a kind of fate."

"This kind of fate is like me forgetting to take medicine again today. I love you hopelessly."

A rich second generation who doesn't want to be a oil king is not a good love talker.

Without giving Luo Die a chance to retaliate, Yang Tianjiao explained with a serious expression, "Xiaodie, you must have heard some negative news about me, saying that I am a scumbag. Alas... people who are too good will always be criticized. Jealousy and slander, in fact, I have never even held a girl’s hand, I..."

"Stop, my thoughts are confused now, I don't want to hear your story, go out." Yan Fan covered his forehead with one hand. He didn't know how long he had been sleeping, and his physical condition was not right.

Upon hearing this, Yang Tianjiao's eyes turned cold.

His father is the chairman of a local technology group with a market value of more than 300 billion. He is a winner in life since he was born. He is also an only child. He can stretch out his hands for food and open his mouth. Everyone must look at his face, except those at home. Elders, no one dared to call him out.

In his opinion, there is no difference between "getting out" and "getting out".

Yang Tianjiao took two steps forward, looked down at Yan Fan, and deliberately emphasized his tone:

"Listen, I don't care what your relationship is with Xiaodie. She is the woman I plan to protect for the rest of my life. No matter who she is, don't let her get involved!"

"You..." Luo Die is not easy to mess with. He opened his mouth to export "culture", but was held back.

Yan Fan's eyes glowed with golden light, as hot as the sun. He was neither happy nor sad, only feeling funny.

Ever since he plotted against the ancient sun god and seized his divine power, throne, and divinity, he has become the most powerful and sole ancient god in mankind, leading mankind to resist all races, and ultimately sacrificing himself to save the world.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up again, humans had long forgotten his existence.

It is true that those who go up the mountain mock the gods who come down the mountain.

"Get out." Yan Fan said the most domineering words in the calmest tone.

Yang Tianjiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily, raised his hand and slapped him.

What happened was counterproductive. Before he even touched Yan Fan, he felt pain like tearing in his abdomen. He flew back three meters and hit the ground hard, his back burning.

Luo Die stared at this scene with wide eyes and disbelief.

In her eyes, the godfather, who is tall and tall and weighs less than 1.8 kilograms, can kick Yang Tianjiao, who is over [-] meters tall and strong, with one kick. He can really fly!

"Son of a bitch!" Yang Tianjiao coughed violently, with blood stuck in his throat. He endured the pain and stood up. He was so angry that he clenched his fists and tried to fight for his life.

He often gets into fights and has always been quite rebellious.

He has a strong background, is not afraid of causing trouble at all, and feels that there is no problem that money cannot solve.

"How can the light of fireflies compete with the sun and the moon?" Yan Fan was indifferent. With a look in his eyes, time seemed to stand still, and terrible pressure swept across the world.

Not only Yang Tianjiao trembled, but Luo Die also suffocated for a while.

"Send a mayfly as a drop in the vast ocean of heaven and earth."

Luo Die never understood this sentence better than now.

"Godfather, you, who are you...?"

Lifting up the quilt, standing barefoot by the window, a warm breeze hit his face. Yan Fan felt the changes of the times, the breath of all things, and the temperature of the sun, and said calmly:

"I am the sun."