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Human beings: carbon-based life forms and intellectual beings that lack the basis for individual identification.

The structure is simple, each individual is almost identical, and the raw materials are also simple. The bones and surface skin determine the differences in the external appearance of the individual. Human beings distinguish individuals by their appearance, which obviously means that they are more different on the inside. The cuticle wraps the flesh and blood,

Flesh and blood hides the veins and nerves. An inefficient energy conversion method and a low-end energy intake method. It is too simple and I have no way to start. If there is not a ready-made soul to simulate, I may need to spend more time observing human beings.

civilization.

"Hello? Fellow?" This special human waved his hand in front of my eyes. I didn't know the meaning of this action. "Uncle? What are you thinking about? I'm so handsome? You've been staring at me for five years.

Minutes!"

"No, no. Of course, you are indeed handsome." I said, "Nice to meet you, Russell Gustav, a fellow countryman."

Handsome - Handsome, handsome, a word invented by humans to express their aesthetics, synonymous with ■■■■, ■■-■.

I understand the meaning of the word, but what I find difficult to understand is the human division of "handsome" and "ugly". I have an old joke from the old days in my information library: "When Westerners first set foot on

When they came to the land of the East, they were surprised to find that every yellow race person looked the same. Do they distinguish each other by smell?" It can be seen that there will be cognitive impairment among different races within the same group, not to mention the life form.

I am completely different from them.

What's more, I am not the complete me now. Although I have the authority to "decline" matter, I can only use the power of the demonic path. The real body is out of reach. I can only rely on myself to understand human civilization.

"Nice??to??meet??you!"

He said with excitement: "What's your name? Where did you come from? My original life was very boring. It's so interesting to travel back in time! What did you do before you came here? How old are you? Do you play games? What's your rank?..."

Russell is a male human with less melanin in his skin and dark brown slightly curly hair on his head. The hair is tied into a bunch of blue textiles. He is wrapped in various fabrics with different raw materials.

For the body, he likes brighter color combinations.

Okay, I remember it.

I said goodbye to him and went out. I found Russell everywhere.

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The joy of killing Lanervus, the pleasure of taking revenge with his own hands, the pain of remembering the past, and the extremely complicated emotions of meeting his compatriots in a foreign land at this moment were all mixed together. Klein was speechless for a moment.

At two o'clock in the morning, on a remote street in Backlund, under the gas lamp, a remnant of the old days and an outsider who pretended to be a remnant of the old days looked at each other. No one of the police officers passing by on patrol noticed this, even from two meters away.

He walked by as if he hadn't seen anything. But rather than saying that they were looking at each other, it was better to say that Klein had temporarily stopped thinking because of the overwhelming amount of information, and Edward was sizing him up, waiting for Klein to speak first so that he could prescribe the right medicine.

Come to deceive and deceive.

The part of consciousness that was implanted with relevant information about "Edward Vaughn" to imitate his words and deeds said with great interest: "Although Russell's memory has been completely read, we still don't understand the old civilization.

.I think we can establish a friendly relationship with this survivor, find opportunities to obtain his memories, and imitate humans as much as possible."

"I like this child. He has the aura of death and secret shelter in him. He is fearful, joyful, and panicked. He looks very interesting."

As for the computing volume that occupies 80% of the container's thinking ocean, the consciousness of the declining king, which has never shown its own personality, responded to the other 20% rather coldly:

"It is extremely inefficient to explore ancient civilizations through humans."

He said: "As long as I establish contact with the earth, I can complete the collection of information on all social forms and social consciousness that humans have so far in an instant, including the knowledge of the old era. Compared with obtaining the old era from him,

To gain knowledge, we should analyze the reason why he was able to survive the initial awakening. As long as we figure out the reason, we can trace the roots and capture more remnants of the old days. And further clarify whether the existence of the remnants of the old days is really true.

Because of Him.”

"Unlike the real Creator, Russell has been abandoned by the cause itself. I can't feel any residual traces of the hidden existence's bets from him. But he should never be a soul that just crosses time and latitude. He may be

The first one, but most likely not the last one.”

The other 20% said: "In short, we have reached a consensus on contacting the other party, and the focus can be discussed in the future."

"That's right. Go ahead."

A simple internal communication was completed, and the two parts of consciousness re-cooperated to build a human individual named Edward Vaughn. Klein had just collected his mood and emotions, and took the initiative to ask in Chinese with a little anticipation: "Um, hello.

, my name is Zhou Mingrui, who is you?"

"I see, you and Russell come from the same place."

The devil threw out Russell as the basis for a closer relationship, and very naturally exerted the influence of amplifying the other party's desire to communicate with fellow villagers in his words, and took the initiative to extend his hand: "I am Edward Vaughn, maybe you can listen

I said it. This is my name all along, and it has always been."

Klein, who was about to shake hands with the other party, almost pulled his hand back in shock - of course he knew this name! Or maybe this name was as unforgettable in his mind as Russell's. Angel of the Abyss, friend of Emperor Russell

Your Majesty, there are probably only two senior time travelers in the world! Emperor Russell has passed away for more than a hundred years, but this one has disappeared since then. Historians suspect that he was also there.

Assassination, or being quietly obliterated by the enemy in the subsequent turmoil. He occasionally lamented that although Russell was in a foreign country, he still had a companion. Occasionally, he calculated that the other party could obtain free occult knowledge.

, I didn’t expect that I would meet him like this - the most important thing is that this is a genuine angel! A strong man from Sequence 2 who has experienced hundreds of years!

In some ancient records and myths, this level can already be called a god, both an angel and a god!

Could this be a coincidence? Or maybe it has something to do with the mysterious gray mist I hold? Klein became wary, but his mood was still cheerful. After carefully shaking hands with the other party, he couldn't wait to ask:

"How did you travel to this world?"

Klein changed the language back to Loen because he wasn't sure whether this foreigner would be willing to communicate with him in Chinese. Anyway, Klein would never be stupid enough to use the loose English he spoke before time travel to talk to this guy.

A serious conversation between British angels!

Time travel... Russell is a case study, and now he has a control group. However, without any communication, the two remnants of the past from the East believed that this was "time travel" rather than "awakening". This is also

An interesting cultural commonality. No, he was very surprised when he heard my name just now. He knew me. Where did he know it from? History book? Textbook? Edward thought with interest. Indeed, according to what he read

Based on Russell's memory, time travel novels are indeed very popular in that land.

"I used to be a fan of occult science. I came to this world one day after practicing divination with an old crystal pendulum I found."

"Well, I tried a transshipment ritual recorded in the book, and ended up here inexplicably."

Klein frowned slightly, a little confused and curious: "They are all related to mysticism. Is it possible to time travel as long as you do it? Or is there a specific time? In which year did you time travel?"

Edward thought about it seriously and found that part of the memory was so worn that it was almost impossible to read, so he gave a more informative answer: "I can't remember, but during that time, the young people around me were complaining.

"Avengers 4" is really unsatisfactory."

"Then the time we traveled through is still very close."

Klein was slightly relieved. It was one thing to learn from the diary, but it was another thing to be confirmed by another time traveler. He couldn't wait to ask: "How long have you been in this world?"

"This year happens to be the fourteenth hundredth year."

"...What?" Klein thought he heard wrongly.

"This year happens to be the fourteenth hundredth year." Edward repeated patiently, "I came at the end of the Fourth Era, witnessed the establishment of the church constitution, announced the beginning of the Fifth Era, and have been living in the Fifth Era to this day."

This this--

Klein was so surprised that he couldn't speak. His first reaction was "That's outrageous! How can a human live for one thousand and four hundred years?!" Then he remembered that the other person was an angel, and angels have less than a thousand years of life.

Surprisingly, the other party is not even a human being anymore. After all, the path is to change the race as a "demon". But, one thousand four hundred years? One thousand four hundred years? This is a period of time that is so long that Klein cannot imagine it, because it is too long.

It is too long to be understood and loses its weight and connotation. It is just a cold number.

From Russell's diary, he learned that the time the other party traveled through was within a few years of his own, but that they were separated by nearly two hundred years after the time travel. Klein took some comfort from this. Maybe he could spend hundreds of years here and go back.

I just disappeared for a few years.

——But this senior’s answer caused his mental construction to collapse instantly! He suddenly realized that what he was thinking was wrong!

This senior's time of travel was very close to his own, and it should not be far from the time of Russell's time of travel, but there is a full 1,400 years between them. Looking at the bright side, it may be that the time flow rate of the two worlds has been changed.

If it gets further extended, maybe it will only be a few years for me to toss here for a thousand years and then go back, as long as I can live for a thousand years. But if you think about the worst... it means that the time difference is simply untenable...

Time travel is just a random time, and the time point cannot be estimated. Maybe tens or hundreds of years from now, another time traveler will come...

But why do they all happen to travel to this world together?

Klein's face turned pale and his breathing gradually became rapid. He shook his head and stopped this thought in time to prevent his only belief from being defeated by the cold reality. He originally wanted to ask, "Do you have any clues about going back?" After all,

The other party was an angel, but then I thought about it, the angel who has been in this world for 1,400 years is still here, either because he has not found a way, or because he no longer wants to go back. After all, a thousand years is too long.

It was enough for ordinary people to start a dozen new lives, and Klein was not sure whether the other party still missed the earth.

What's more, He himself said "I can't remember" just now.

Edward was indeed a very good listener. He said nothing and quietly waited for Klein to regain his composure. He watched as Klein suddenly became panicked because of his answer, and his emotions slipped from joy and necessary vigilance to panic.

Uneasy, walking on the edge of despair, now turned into caution and fear. Edward didn't know what he was thinking, because Russell had never shown such an emotional change.

"Sorry, I was a little out of control just now." Klein regained his composure and forced a smile, hoping to find some interesting topics to help him recover as soon as possible. "Emperor Russell mentioned you many times in his diary and said that you

He is a very interesting but old-fashioned person.”

"...I knew he must be saying bad things about me inside."

Edward changed the name of Russell following Klein's words, and he also missed this topic slightly: "He himself has no ability, so he copies recipes every now and then for me to learn. Russell's help is limited to the kitchen.

He yelled and drank the soup first and kept asking me to season it again. Several times I finally made pasta, only to find that he drank all the soup. Now these dishes have become his promotion

Intis's palace dishes... ha. However, these foods have become more and more outrageous after being localized. When I went there thirty years ago, I ate cherry dumpling pudding and pineapple stuffed xiaolongbao with fruit dumplings.

Soup."

...What? Klein almost choked on his own spit.
To be continued...