[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

The dusty documents in the communication storage room over the years are far beyond Nakahara Chuya's imagination, but despite this, the red-haired youth is not like a headless fly, rummaging through the dusty book records without a clue.

Decades of past records were sorted chronologically, from top to bottom, and finally became the magnificent scene of Wenji Mountain in front of Zhefa cadres.

Zhongyuan Chuya's eyes wandered through the mountains of ancient books, purposefully skipping the archives of the past 20 years, and going to a more distant era.

As the years of searching go upwards, there is less material along the way, and the dust is thicker.

Zhong Yuanzhong also continued to walk in, and finally stopped by the penultimate row of file racks.

The file shelves in this row are quite old, and there are not many documents on record, only a few volumes. According to the words 1854 marked on the side, it should belong to the first year of Ansei when Yokohama opened the port.

"found it."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stood still, ignored the dust on his sleeves, and took out one of the volumes.

The dream constructed by Huang Batu is quite real, whether it is the character of Zhu Li as the protagonist or his own reaction, it can be said that there is no flaw.

It is also like this, the last scene of the dream, the wrong number displayed on the electronic clock in the center of the Ferris wheel, is quite intriguing.

——[The first year of Anzheng 0:0:0]

The central clock of the Ferris wheel does not display the common 24-hour system, but the age and time of the violation.

But even if it shows the year, the year number on it is ridiculously wrong.

Calculated in terms of time, the Yokohama Ferris Wheel was completed in just three years, but the above time shows that it was the first year of Ansei a hundred years ago.

There is only one possibility -

These are hints and clues left by Huangba Tu in his dream.

And his humanoid device found the answer based on this subtle hint.

Zhong Yuan also held the dusty book with one hand and shook off the dust on the cover.At the same time, the dusty "myth" slowly appeared in his eyes.

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"From the perspective of theological history, some scholars believe that behind the development of Japan is the epitome of the gradual integration of local theological culture and Western religious culture."

"...From this origin, each region has gradually formed a very characteristic god worship—"

Inside Yokohama University lecture theater

Shenshang Zhuli sat in the second-to-last row, and the boy stared hard at the professor who was spreading his knowledge, but his eyelids had thoughts of his own.

...Okay, so sleepy.

Shenshang Zhuli held the pen, feeling that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and the knowledge points in his ears were gradually drifting away under the drive of sleepiness.

Just when Zhu Li was about to fall asleep completely, a question flew from outside the sky, interrupting the boy's "nodding and casting a spell".

"So, is there any student who knows the characteristic worship in Yokohama? Please sit in the back—"

God Zhu Li, who happened to be sitting in the back row, shuddered behind his back, and looked up at the old professor looking at Lucky.

Zhu Li, who was dozing off all the time, said, "..."

Fuck, worse.

What did the professor ask just now?

Zhu Li, who was bathed in the old professor's expectant gaze, was stunned and his scalp was numb.

But for the final credits, still relying on his excellent acting skills, he put on the appearance of a "sure" student!

It perfectly interprets the legend, which seems to be as stable as an old dog on the surface, but actually panics inside.

Time passed slowly as Zhu Li and the old professor looked at each other. Just when the professor on the stage showed doubts, a real voice of academic masters saved Zhu Li.

"Professor, isn't Yokohama an ancient city in one of the three major metropolitan areas? Did the god worship ceremony you mentioned really exist?"

A student raised his hand curiously and asked.

The student's question diverted the professor's attention in a timely manner. The knowledgeable scholar did not show displeasure at being questioned, but raised his glasses gently, as if he was relieved by the student's interested reaction.

"In fact, a hundred years ago, when Yokohama had not yet become a port city, there were indeed legends of sacrifices similar to myths among the people."

The old professor tapped the computer, and a text from an ancient book appeared on the projection.

"According to the records of the Local Records unearthed at that time, researchers in the history of theology discovered such a sentence——"

The slightly mysterious tone of the old man successfully attracted the attention of the students present. Zhu Li and the others looked at the projection, and the obscure words entwined with history crashed into the eyes of the black-haired boy——

[The imperial court of the day is facing catastrophe and destruction, and there will be a messenger of salvation coming to cleanse the ominous, and bring an opportunity for the earth to return to life]

The vague text is not so much a record in an ancient book, but more like a text intercepted from a third-rate adventure game. Apart from being mysterious, it is not convincing at all.

But for some reason, Shenshang Zhu Li stared at this string of words, feeling chills all over his body for no reason, like a herbivore being targeted by a natural enemy, every nerve was clamoring to escape.

Zhu Li's ugly face turned paler.

Meanwhile, the analysis of classroom professors continues.

"... Some scholars speculate that this passage was a prophecy and warning of natural disasters by the aborigines at that time."

The old professor on the podium analyzed word by word, "Ten no Gochu, in Japanese theology, refers to the God of Betten who created the world and represents the foundation and master of the universe."

"The aborigines in the past believed that one day Yuzhong would leave, and at that time, the earth would be plunged into darkness and chaos, but the messenger of the gods would cut through the chaos and bring a new order to the world."

After a brief silence, another student raised his hand,

"Then—what about the 'Messenger of Salvation' in the sentence? What does it refer to? Is it similar to the angels in the West, or the witches and priests?"

Shuri, who happened to be a shrine maiden, was stunned, and looked at the teacher on the stage in a daze.

The old professor stood in front of the projection, with his glasses backlit, "Unfortunately, the record page about 'messenger' was lost in the past war, and we are not sure what it refers to."

"However, according to the descriptions on the remaining pages of ancient books, its appearance has no human-like features, but is closer to what is known to the world today..."

"monster."

"This is it--"

A corner of the Hong Kong-Black communication storage room that has covered countless histories

The ocher-haired cadre in a black hat pinched the pages of the book tightly, and the fragile yellow paper collapsed into small folds under his fingertips.

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes wide, staring at the paper——

【Its shape is like a lizard, it has wings, and its inscription is the beast of the royal family. It is a trinity of gods, monsters, and villains. It expels evil spirits and cleanses the earth. 】

Below the text, there is a rough outline of a beast with a brush.

The whole black monster has a mouth full of sharp teeth, and its pupils are as big as copper bells, staring out of the pages of the book. Like a living thing, its eyes are treacherous and vicious.

It was a monster that appeared in his dream.

The author has something to say:

This winter is so cold, so cold

After finishing this chapter tremblingly, I feel like my head is going to freeze

Well, tomorrow's update will probably be around this time

It's my generation who overestimated my cold tolerance

During the day without heating...it's really too cold!

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Known clues:

【Dream Monster】Unlock

The natural enemy of the god boy appeared

Mr. Nakaya

In Hong Kong·Black

Hands holding missing historical books

crazy puzzle

PS. Little angels can start to guess Zhu Li's identity

Reminder: Zhu Li’s true identity is actually... quite bitter

Once exposed, everyone wants to kill him, tsk, what a tragedy (Zhu Li: Whose fault is this!