Chang Duanxuan and Liang De gently clinked their glasses and said with a smile:
"Yes and no.
I am a native of the Central Plains. The Central Plains of the world on the other side belong to the same Blue Star system as you.
Jieyuan travelers have no hometown. Besides, if you want to use the taste of food to identify your hometown...Old Yuan, make a Lingdong beef pot."
Hearing this, Yuan Tianren put down his chopsticks and took out a hot pot out of thin air from his sleeves, with beef bone and south ginger clear soup base, followed by plates of sliced beef, Diaolong, neck kernels, spoon handles, spoon skins, fat gizzards, and pork belly.
Toes, chestnuts...and hand-beaten beef balls, beef tendon balls and dried bamboo shoots. Finally, three plates of beef fried rice noodles and three plates of satay sauce were thrown out and fell gently into the hands of the three of them.
Chang Duanxuan raised his chopsticks and pointed, "Try it and see how it tastes."
Liang De picked up a slice of pork belly, blanched it in the hot pot for seven or eight seconds, then picked up the dipping sauce and took a sip. It was crisp, tender and refreshing, with a sweet and oily aroma, and the salty and slightly spicy taste of the sand tea sauce was also very authentic.
"Teacher Yuan, you are too..."
"No, no." Chang Duanxuan waved his chopsticks left and right in the air twice and said in denial.
"Old Yuan was born in the Trantor family, which is very different from Blue Star. However, the world on the other side where he lives has a lineage of Pan-Eastern civilization.
If you didn't know better, looking at his Taoist robe and crane cloak, you might have thought that he was from the Blue Star East Country in the feudal era.
Don’t look at the fact that the students in this school come from different worlds. If you yell for the alliance in the classroom, the probability of your head being beaten is no lower than at the middle-aged and elderly activity center in Blue Star’s hometown.”
Seeing that Liang De didn't quite understand it, Chang Duanxuan explained to him the origin of the so-called great system.
The Kukai Realm was originally vast and boundless in terms of manpower, but great civilizations, lofty ideas, grand miracles, powerful gods and demons...the influence of these behemoths could travel across vast distances and sprout and bear fruit on both sides of the river.
The world on this shore has countless projections on the other shore, among which the ancient ones have countless twin worlds and parallel worlds even on this shore.
Just like the Blue Star system, it straddles both sides of each other. No one knows the end of its territory, and no one knows the location of the oldest Blue Star.
The world on the other side is the shadow of this side, and the ancient ones in it not only constantly differentiate the shadow within the shadow under the reflection of Kukai, but can also shake this side, causing the nascent world on this side to change accordingly.
Even the ancient world on this side, which has developed to the stage of extinction of all laws, will receive various information from outside the world. Although the stable world form is difficult to change, it will give birth to various novels, games, and animations related to other worlds.
Movies and other literary and artistic works, myths and legends and strange stories, even to a certain extent, this world will border the other side and usher in the arrival of another world.
A series of worlds derived from the influence of a certain behemoth are called large systems.
There are large systems derived from a certain planetary civilization, such as the Blue Star system, which spans both sides of the Taiwan Strait and is the most widely distributed in the known worlds.
There are large systems derived from a certain biological group, such as the silicon-based system.
There are large systems derived from certain miraculous phenomena, such as the infinite system where reincarnations and main-god-like spaces proliferate.
There are major systems derived from a certain powerful god or demon, such as the Pure Land system and the Huangtian system.
There are countless types like the above. According to different classification methods, the departments are divided into different categories. There are also some intersections between the major departments, and they are not completely unrelated.
The two sides of the Taiwan Strait are boundless and cannot be fully summarized by the current classification.
Chang Duanxuan's mouth went dry as he talked, so he poured himself another glass of Wujiapi wine and drank it all in one gulp.
"Before I entered the world, I was hunted by the court's eagle dogs and lived in seclusion in Lingnan, my hometown, for decades. I didn't leave until my enemy died of old age. The information I used to make a fire was the information in my memory. It's up to you.
The appearance and taste are not much different from what you eat in your hometown. It shows that your hometown and the world are closely related to each other, so it’s not wrong to call them fellow villagers.”
Yuan Tianren drank the wine in the glass, reached for the wine pot and said: "I have never been to Lingnan and Lingdong. I just directly retrieved the information about Lingdong beef pot from your hometown and used the living corpse of Sheng Wuxu as a reward.
Permissions Void Creation.
Hehe, I live like a rotten fungus on a corpse, but I can use the magical power of the purple realm. It’s really funny, haha, hahaha.”
"Old Yuan, you are eating, why are you talking about these disappointing things?" Chang Duanxuan interrupted Yuan Tianren, took the wine bottle from his hand and filled it for him, "Didn't I say we would do it tomorrow..."
Liang De straightened up his loose upper body, approached Yuan Tianren and said, "Teacher Yuan, did you just say that you obtained information about my hometown?"
Yuan Tianren held the wine poured by Chang Duanxuan without moving. He took the wine bottle with his left hand and raised it in front of him.
"That's right, Sheng Wuxu's living corpse stores the "Ji Yuan Ji Yuan", which is connected to the known worlds. Walkers worked together to compile and update the Kaiyuan Kukai Encyclopedia "Jianjian Jian". After you returned from the self-nature world, I captured you.
A little bit of the truth that is about to become something, I can use this to search for your original world in "Learning from the World".
Boy, I have been a slave in Sheng Wuxu’s living corpse for 1,832 years, and now I finally see a glimmer of hope. It’s me who coaxed a hapless boy like you to take the risk of entering the realm.
I have lost my sense of proportion. I am afraid that I will never meet another transfer student from the Mainland China Department of Education. I am afraid that I will never have the chance to live a new life... I will apologize to you for this cup."
Yuan Tianren picked up the wine bottle and drank it in one gulp. The dripping wine wetted his beard and clothes. A strange blush appeared on his old face. The old man coughed, and his whole image became uncertain as his body shook.
Chang Duanxuan hurriedly stroked Yuan Tianren's back, passing an obscure force over to stabilize Yuan Tianren's flickering shadow.
Yuan Tianren pushed Chang Duanxuan away roughly: "That's enough. You are a deputy, and you just helped me borrow the prime minister. How much Yin quality can you leave?"
Liang De stared straight ahead. What he was looking at was neither the air nor Yuan Tianren's forehead. There was no specific thing, but he couldn't get out of his mind or move his eyes away. His voice was so calm and indifferent that it didn't look like his usual smooth tone.
Issued here:
"Can I still go back?"
Do I still need to go back...do I still need to continue?
Yuan Tianren suddenly laughed loudly, "You are still alive and we are all still alive. Is there anything we cannot do?
I'm not going to lie to you, there is no coordinates of your hometown in "Learning from the World", but since someone has contributed the entry of your hometown, someone must have been there. As long as you get out of this living corpse, you will definitely have a chance to find it.
The way home.”
"It's just a chance, but it's not certain." Liang De's straightened body collapsed again.
"Who do you want to give you a guarantee? Who can give you a guarantee?" Yuan Tianren suddenly approached Liang De and said loudly.
Liang De took a deep breath and looked down: "Someone told me that everyone who traveled to this Sword Immortal ruins is dead. There are no living people in Sheng Wuxu Private High School."
Whether it is the time traveler who died in the previous life, or the Jie Yuan Walker who was killed by Sheng Wuxu and turned into a puppet of the Yin Demon... they are all dead. They have no responsibility and cannot be held responsible for anyone or anything.
Because no one can force a dead person.
Yuan Tianren threw away his chopsticks, grabbed the sliced pork belly beef on the plate, and put his whole hand into the hot pot.
Due to the lack of yin, the old man's body at this moment is no different from that of an ordinary person. The hot beef bone and galangal soup base raises blisters on the back of his flabby hands covered with age spots, like rotten old tree bark, motionless in the hot pot until the five-color
Toe beef cut off raw.
Yuan Tianren grabbed the scalded beef in his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed hard. The soup stuck to his trembling beard, and his severely burned right hand trembled slightly.
"It hurts, but it tastes good. It tastes good, but it hurts."
After the old man finished eating the beef, he wiped his palms clean on his clothes without caring.
"I can eat, drink, and still feel pain. Tell me, am I still alive?"
"Of course life and death are not in the palm of your hand, but can't you give something a try if it's not in your palm? Death doesn't matter, I just don't want to lose!"
Liang De looked at the old man's face and then at his hands.
Liang De put down the golden bamboo chopsticks and used the hot steel-like iron forging method in the skin. The skin of his right palm became like red-hot copper skin. He slowly reached out to the charcoal stove and grasped a piece of red-hot coal.
Hold your palms tightly and feel the feedback from the burning object.
There seemed to be no feeling at all, and it seemed like the pain was to the bone.
Liang De connected his spiritual consciousness to the realm of his own nature. In the supply and management space of the vending machine, there were still two options to be decided on the screen. They were extracted from the intersection between American coffee and everything in his past.
Two extraordinary characteristics.
[See Death as Sweet Treats]: A slightly sweet Americano with caramel syrup. After drinking it, a living person with a death wish can specify the time of his own death (24 hours later at the latest). If the drinker does not specify the time of death, he will
He died on time after 1 hour. The manner of death was sudden death from myocardial infarction without any pain. Note: For those who have no desire to die, drinking this is useless and tasteless.
[Mortal Cultivation]: Double espresso Americano is extremely bitter. After drinking it, a living person with a fighting spirit can specify the next time to fall asleep (48 hours later at the latest). If the drinker does not specify a time to fall asleep, he will fall asleep naturally.
When the drinker is awake, the feeling of fatigue is completely eliminated, and the drinker's optimal sleep time is adjusted to 1 hour. Note: For those who have no fighting spirit, drinking this is useless and tasteless.
He has struggled and been discouraged.
That night of overtime work, what on earth was I thinking about at the last moment?
The clenched fist unconsciously exerted force, and the red-hot coals were crushed into gray-white embers in the palm of the hand.
Is that so, will it eventually turn into ashes?
Liang De relaxed all his strength, only the burning pain in his palms was still beating.
He sat loosely, holding a cup of American coffee that appeared out of thin air with his burned palms.
With the other hand, open the cover of the disposable paper cup and press it into the groove.
Paused for a moment.
Liang De opened the lid of the cup and threw it away, then drank it all in one gulp.
"It's too bitter, I'm too bitter..."
The pain of burning coals will eventually turn to ashes.
The scars will heal, the memories will pass, and I will still be alive.