Although Yan Bing was very excited to discover the additional buff of his natural power, it became more and more boring after this excitement.
Because there was really no nighttime entertainment in ancient times.
After the first watch, there will be a curfew.
Stuck in the room with nothing to do, Yan Bing had no choice but to hold the newly bought book and start reading.
However, the writing style of the ancients was obscure and difficult to understand, and it was difficult to understand classical Chinese. And she was born in science, so her knowledge of classical Chinese was basically a first or two. After reading it for a while, her brain was almost burned out, so she simply spread out the quilt and started eating.
Going to sleep.
It's a pity that I can't even sleep well...
Because this ancient man's pillow was about to kill her...
Lie flat on her back, the back of her head is hanging in the air, and the wood is still in her diaphragm. Her neck hurts.
She turned to her side, the hard wooden pillow was hard and cold, and her face hurt from her diaphragm.
I was lying on my stomach and my whole throat was stuck. I quickly got up and almost suffocated!
Damn it! What a piece of shit!! How can I sleep like this!!!
This design!! It’s simply anti-human!!!!
Angry, Yan Bing grabbed the pillow by the neck and threw it against the wall.
Finally thought of a way.
Get up, put on your clothes again, turn the top half of the quilt over and fold it into a pillow, unfold the lower half to cover yourself, and don't take off your clothes at all to prevent your shoulders from getting cold.
To put it simply, it is shaped like a "7".
Looking at the quilt that could just cover his feet, Yan Bing secretly felt lucky. Fortunately, I was short enough now...
With half of the quilt on my pillow, I finally managed to fall asleep.
Yan Bing made up his mind to go find Sister Caiyi to sew a pillow the next day.
Early the next morning, Yan Bing, who was half asleep due to his weird sleeping posture, was easily awakened by the sound of birds chirping outside the window.
I feel very upset.
I climbed out of bed and stretched my numb neck, which made a crackling sound.
I walked to the window and opened it, it was just dawn.
There were only twos and threes of pedestrians on the street.
Yan Bing took a deep breath, and a stream of rich fresh air instantly filled her lungs.
Take a deep breath.
So cool.
Looking far into the distance, a glimmer of light appeared on the horizon.
The red clouds in the sky are reflected on the clouds, the city walls, and the houses, as if everything in front of you is covered with a layer of red gauze.
Such beautiful scenery is extremely pleasing to the eye.
This made Yan Bing, who was already very irritable, gradually calm down.
Then I looked at the smoke curling up from the streets and the rustling of the city walls.
Yan Bing leaned his chin in front of the window, and began to imagine that one day he would be able to rely on this magical power and knowledge to act chivalrously, travel across the world, and leave no trace behind.
The more I think about it, the more exciting it becomes.
The more I think about it, the happier I become.
Suddenly, I felt like I had a flash of inspiration, and I got inspiration!
Poetry flourished.
But where did he, a science student, get his poetry?
Is it because of the influence of the ancient atmosphere? Or is it because of reading classical Chinese all night?
Forget it, it's not important.
At this time, she just wanted to express this emotion in the form of "poetry".
Looking at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, Yan Bing smiled.
When I was a child, my grandfather taught me how to practice calligraphy with calligraphy, and it came into use at this time.
I picked up a pen, prepared the ink, and while the glimmer of inspiration was still there, I immediately started writing.
That's it, okay.
If the wording of this sentence doesn't work, change it again.
This sentence..., so on... Hmm!
The ending..., well! Like this.
Come on!
In ten minutes, Yan Bing threw away several rough sketches and finally wrote down the complete poem neatly.
Holding this piece of paper, I liked it no matter how I read it, and I read it out unconsciously.
"Ranger"
The sunset willow tree shelters,
The morning dew and mist are the door.
Drink the melting spring and winter snow,
A smile as bright as water and dust.
Looking at his "masterpiece", Yan Bing's face turned red. He didn't expect that he, a science student, could write a complete poem. Haha, it was so fun!
“What a poem!”
???
I didn't say this?
"What a poem!"
It turned out it was coming from next door.
Then there were hurried footsteps, the sound of the door opening, then the knock on the door and a man's voice.
"Miss, what a poem! I'm so abrupt, please, miss, ah, no! Please tell me, sir!"
Yan Bing had black lines on his head.
I was just writing for fun...how come I met someone who flattered me?
This door... is not suitable if it is not opened...
But I didn't sleep well yesterday, and my hair must be disheveled now.
Just when he thought of this, Yan Bing suddenly slapped himself in the face.
I screamed at myself in my heart, remember! You are a pure man! So what’s wrong with your oily hair and dirty face? What’s wrong with wearing a colorful skirt! You are a man! A man!!
Go out like this! This is the true nature of a man!!!
Although I shouted in my heart, I still tidied my clothes and hair a little on the way to open the door………….
Opening the door, a man bowed and bowed to the ground.
Yan Bingxin said, this guy won't keep looking like this after knocking on the door, right?
Aren't you tired after sticking it out for so long?
However, this ceremony was performed very reverently.
"Brother, get up." Yan Bing said without wanting to laugh.
The man then stood up. He looked to be in his early twenties, with a meticulous bun, thick eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and a long robe lying on the floor. He looked like a scholar.
After the man stood up, he just glanced at Yan Bing and his face turned red.
Yan Bingxin said what's wrong with people here?
I blush all the time, am I exposing my arms or legs again??
Quickly lower your head and check. You are dressed appropriately. Is everything okay?
Yan Bing looked at each other suspiciously.
The other party quickly iced his face with his hands and whispered: "With both talent and appearance, she is a beauty."
Yan Bing was most annoyed by people who spoke in a sour tone. He said impatiently: "Speak directly if you have something to say, and don't flatter me!"
The man's face turned red again, and he continued: "The young man lives next door. When I woke up this morning, I heard my husband reciting poetry. I dare to ask, sir, was the poem he just recited written by him?"
"I didn't do it? Could it be you?"
Yan Bing just had an inspiration and wrote it casually. He just entertained himself in his room and that was it. You said you were eavesdropping, but you came to join in the fun. Naturally, there will be no good words.
The man could hear the anger in Yan Bing's words and hurriedly bowed again.
Said: "I'm so arrogant, please forgive me sir. My surname is Li and my courtesy name is Chengyu. I am a son of Qi County. I have been fond of literature and ink since I was a child. I heard your master's excellent works, which are fresh and refined, and are beyond the reach of others. Therefore, I dare to disturb you. I dare to ask you." Who do you want to learn from? I would like to pay you a visit, bow down and receive instruction, so as to relieve the difficulty of failing the exam for three years."
When Yan Bing heard this, he flattered him. Did he come to my place to inquire about "cram schools"?
"Li Bai! Du Fu! Bai Juyi!" Yan Bing said the names of the three literary giants angrily and closed the door directly.
"May I ask Mr. Li, Mr. Du, and Mr. Bai where they are!!!"
The scholar's questioning voice came from outside the door again.
He seemed to want to ask questions through the door before leaving.
"They are all dead!!!"
Yan Bing shouted back towards the door.
"ah!??"
There was an exclamation from the scholar outside the door, followed by a long sigh, and finally he walked away loosely.
You don’t even know Li Bai, Du Fu, or Bai Juyi, so why are you reading a book by someone like P?
Yan Bing was angry and funny.
etc!?
This is a world where you can cultivate Qi and wield a sword, which means it is a completely different world and a different timeline! Then naturally there will be no celebrities and allusions from my world!
In order to confirm his thoughts, Yan Bing picked up the book on the table again and started studying it like crazy.
Sure enough, the historical line of this world has nothing to do with our own world. This is, completely and completely, another world.
I quickly opened the atlas again and looked at it. Although some places were slightly different from the map in my memory, the outline of the coastline was basically the same as the map in my memory.
Considering that the exploration technology of this era is limited and errors are inevitable, it is basically certain that this is another China...
But, can you practice Qi here!?
Yan Bing opened the previous history books again and quickly looked them up.
According to records in books, there have been records about "qi" as early as three thousand years ago.
But the qi here is completely different from the qi in our world...
The qi we have there is, at most, nothing more than a boulder smashing into our chests and a silver gun strangling our throats.
The energy here is so strong that it can drive a writing brush into a poplar tree.
So, how much difference is there here?
Thinking of this, Yan Bing began to study hard again.
I completely plunged myself into the pile of books.
Every day except eating, sleeping and going out.
I have been studying these classics diligently.
Fortunately, Yan Bing is a fresh graduate student, so reading and studying are her strengths.
It only took five days.
He has read all the books that are as tall as half a man.
Yan Bing let out a sigh of relief when he put down the last book.
Swearing!
Damn it! This is all such a mess!
I would say that this world is completely different from the world I live in, but there are some allusions to my previous world here, but the names of the characters are different.
Let's say the same thing... There are many historical allusions and famous quotes that I have come across before, but I haven't mentioned a word here.
Forget about literature.
Even more frightening are the technical problems.
The history of more than three thousand years, calculated according to the previous world, has reached the end of the Ming Dynasty.
But here, there are none of the four great inventions.
The level of steel smelting alone is ten centuries behind!
At the same time, the Ming Dynasty was already able to mass-produce steel with higher carbon content through the steel filling method.
And this is only the alloy level of wrought iron and pig iron.
They don’t even have the technology to stir-fry steel.
It is equivalent to the level at the end of Han Dynasty and the beginning of Jin Dynasty!
Not to mention muskets and artillery.
I'm afraid people in Europe have started building sailboats and gunboats, but our people here are still studying, practicing, practicing, practicing.
Thinking of this, Yan Bing slapped his head angrily.
That’s it!
Now that I'm here, I will never let China's century-old humiliation be repeated here!
but……
Qi training... I still want to learn it.
Hahao(∩_∩)o.
After all, if it was really that magical, then one person could defeat an entire fleet.
Can you practice your Qi to block artillery fire...?
Damn it!
The big deal is, military skills should be used at both ends!
Only children make choices!
I!
Want them all!
After sorting out the known information, Yan Bing began to think about the relationship between the two different dimensions.
This is related to the possibility of whether she can return to her own world, I have to think about it.
Because there are his own parents on the other side waiting for him to support them.
Even if they change from sons to daughters, I can't just let them lose their children in their old age and be left alone and helpless.
I have to find a way to go back.
But if you want to go back, you must first find out where this is.
Put aside all impossibilities, everything is possible!
Yan Bing expanded his imagination, boldly imagined all possibilities, and finally listed the following two best possible answers.
1. Parallel universe theory.
According to the descriptions in the classics, there are no descriptions of dinosaurs in this world. This is very strange. After all, in the world before Yan Bing, there were descriptions of dinosaur-like creatures in both the Classic of Mountains and Seas and historical classics.
How come there is absolutely nothing here...
If you say this, you can be completely sure that this universe and your own universe are two parallel worlds.
It makes sense that people here can practice Qi.
If dinosaurs had not appeared here, there would have been no meteorites hitting the earth, and there would have been no ensuing ice age.
That would eventually lead to the earth here being much richer in oxygen than the earth in our own universe. Therefore, humans have developed techniques to convert oxygen into nutrients to activate body functions, which are collectively referred to as martial arts.
During the time travel process, my body was separated from consciousness and was catalyzed and transformed by the cracks in time and space. This resulted in the current mutation, and thus changed my gender.
I survived here for a day and a night without dying due to respiratory center paralysis caused by high-concentration oxygen poisoning. This is the most direct example.
2. Time axis theory.
Maybe, this is still the same universe, but the timeline is far longer than my previous timeline. Maybe I am now in a civilization thousands of years after the earth's nuclear war. During the course of thousands of years of evolution, the nuclear war caused the earth's magnetic field to change.
Transformation and radiation effects allow humans to evolve new body functions, leading to the ability to practice Qi.
The evidence supporting this theory is that the horses, poplar trees, willow trees, and ants I saw on the street all had the same appearance as the creatures I had seen in the previous universe.
However, both theories have paradoxes that restrict their establishment.
First of all, if it is the first case, in a high-concentration oxygen environment, the size of the creature should be much larger than the size of the earth creature where I am.
However, the first paradox arises here, which is the "comparison reference object" paradox.
It is known that my height in this world is 1.55 meters.
But that's just in terms of the scale of the numbers here.
If I travel back to my universe at this time, in their eyes, I am a giant human being 15.5 meters tall?
As for the timeline theory, as we all know, nuclear radiation not only affects humans, but also affects other living things. But so far, the appearance of all animals and plants is no different from the animals and plants in my memory, so what is it?
Will weapons only have an impact on human evolution and have no impact on animals and plants at all?
If there are no mutation samples of animals and plants, there is no way to prove the radiation and mutation theory, so how can we prove the timeline theory?
This is the second paradox.
Thinking of this...
Yan Bing felt like his head was about to explode.
The more I thought about it, the more confused I became, the more contradictions I thought about, and finally I felt that my brain was almost overloaded... I quickly shouted stop!
After all, all the current evidence is insufficient to support my two theories, and there is no point in trying to figure it out here.
So, right now, what I have to do is three things: survive, observe, and collect evidence.
After determining which possibility it belongs to, I can find the corresponding breakthrough and return to my own world or timeline.
But whether it is the former or the latter, with the current level of science and technology, wanting to go back is like a dream.
Can I do it in my lifetime?
Could it be the same thing?
Whether to do it or not is another matter.
Don’t think about it, just take it one step at a time!
Thinking of this, Yan Bing slowly collected his thoughts.
Thinking rationally and controlling instinct has always been his habit.
But he happens to be an extremely emotional person.
It's very contradictory.
Although Yan Bing tried hard to control his thoughts and emotions, he couldn't hold it back in the end.
She threw herself into the quilt, covering her head and yelling, crying uncontrollably. She missed her mother and the home that made her so warm.
But she couldn't go back. She was like a leaf blown by the wind and came to this world.
The road ahead is bleak and I have no friends.
Can't even find the way home.
But there was nothing she could do about all this.
In the end, she could only vent her anger and grievances by crying.
After venting for about ten minutes, Yan Bing got out of the quilt.
At this time, she felt much calmer and gradually returned to normal.
No matter how much you think about it, it’s better to do it!!!
Even if it is a long march of thousands of miles! We must take the first step!
