From the moment Wang Wutian began to upgrade the essence of life.
In the entire universe, everything on the three-dimensional level of the universe, whether living individuals or non-living individuals, has forgotten everything about Him out of thin air.
Because everything in low latitudes and all living beings are inherently small.
Just like the figures and landscapes painted on paper cannot be detected by the artist, everything at the level of the three-dimensional universe cannot carry and know any information from higher dimensions.
Wait until Wang Wutian himself successfully advances to Breakthrough Realm to the tenth level Macro Dream Realm.
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Xiyuexing, Yuxi continent.
On August 20, 1277, Nanyang Kingdom successfully launched a space vehicle into space. This space vehicle carried a gold-plated copper laser record with the name "The Sound of Xiyue".
This golden record carries Xiyue mankind's mission to communicate with other alien civilizations in the universe and galaxies.
The record contains sounds and images that describe various cultures and life on Xiyue, including natural scenes such as waves, wind, and thunder, as well as various animal sounds including bird songs and beast roars.
And, the real galaxy coordinates of Xiyuexing.
They hope that this golden record will be discovered by other intelligent alien creatures in the universe.
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The time of the sun, moon and stars, five hundred years later.
Fantasy Moon Continent.
On a hot summer day, the air is muggy and dry.
The cicada lying on the branch outside the window also screamed feebly and silently, which made people feel more and more drowsy. On the outskirts of Tianchi City in Cangkong Kingdom, there is an old community building with some years 306
Inside room no.
At this time, there were waves of dull sounds of sleeping.
"Hululu~...!"
Go in search of reputation.
You can see an ordinary-looking young man, lying on his back on the canopy bed in a very bad sleeping position, sleeping soundly.
He is taking a peaceful lunch break.
Today is Sunday and there is no need to go to work.
There were two empty canopy beds near the door of the room, and it was unknown where the people had gone. On the other canopy bed near the window of the room, there was another young man lying on his side.
He wore a pair of black-framed myopia glasses on his face, held a mobile phone in his hand, and moved his fingers slightly.
That serious and focused look made this ordinary boy look more calm and peaceful. His unremarkable appearance and thin body with some malnutrition made this young man look unremarkable.
After a long time.
He muttered something under his breath.
Wang Wutian burst into laughter again, knowing that this was unrealistic.
Wang Wutian put down the mobile phone in his hand, reached out to take off his myopia glasses, and gently rubbed his forehead.
“The dog author updates too slowly.”
"I really want to tie him into a small dark room and not allow him to sleep until a thousand chapters are updated every day."
Don't continue to think wildly.
He turned off the phone and placed it near his pillow. He lay sideways on the hard bed, stretched out his hand to pull the thin quilt, and covered his chest and abdomen to avoid catching cold while sleeping.
The tired and sleepy eyes closed unconsciously.
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About a few minutes later.
Wang Wutian was already a little drowsy, and his self-awareness became chaotic and hazy.
At this time, Ye Jingtian, another young man still present in the room, suddenly trembled violently, and then sat up suddenly, his face turned pale and bloodless.
His forehead was even covered with cold sweat from fright.
"Where...where is this? Why does it look familiar?"
"hiss……!"
"My head hurts so much!"
"Could everything that happened back then be just a nightmare?"
"But why does it feel so real?"
Ye Jingtian subconsciously turned his head and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the mirror inlaid on the surface of the wardrobe under the canopy bed opposite.
The flat and smooth mirror reflected a very familiar young face with thick and messy black hair, straight facial features and an ordinary face. The overall appearance was ordinary, the kind that would be inconspicuous among the crowd.
But at this moment, this very familiar face looked a little pale and bloodless.
His head was covered in cold sweat, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.
"This place... could it be... my dormitory?" Ye Jingtian looked at the unfamiliar yet familiar scenes around him with somewhat confused eyes. Suddenly his face changed drastically, and he stretched out his hands tremblingly, touching himself all over.
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As if confirming something.
The pale and frightened face suddenly showed an expression of incredible surprise.
"Have I not been torn to pieces and eaten alive by a spider monster? Why am I still alive now? There are no wounds on my body?"
I still felt a little unbelievable in my heart.
Ye Jingtian hurriedly searched for his mobile phone and pressed the buttons to light up the phone screen. With a little uneasiness and panic, he lowered his head and glanced at the time and date displayed on the phone.
"July 7, 1777, 17:46:32."
"This...this time!" Ye Jingtian, who was originally calm, was immediately dumbfounded. His body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He didn't know whether he was shaking with surprise or trembling with fear.
Then he took a few deep breaths.
"I hope... none of this is true!"
Ye Jingtian took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down.
Then he answered the call on his mobile phone, and then a very familiar middle-aged woman's voice came from the mobile phone.
He forced himself to calm down quickly. At this moment, the cell phone in his hand suddenly rang a series of familiar ringtones.
"Jingle bell…"
Just at this moment.
Ye Jingtian, who was still a little distracted, was suddenly startled. His body subconsciously showed a bloody and cruel temperament, his eyes were cold and alert, and he was completely different from before.
The past events that were still somewhat vague gradually became clear in his mind again.
Ye Jingtian was shocked to find that the scene he was experiencing at this moment seemed to be exactly the same as the scene in his memory. He remembered that this call was from his mother Li Lan.
"Could it be that...that terrible disaster was really not a dream?"
If I remember correctly, the first thing his mother Li Lan said after he answered the phone was: "A Tian, you just found a girlfriend not long ago. Do you still have enough money? If not, mom will give it to you."
You put a little bit on it."
"A Tian, you just found a girlfriend not long ago. Do you still have enough money to spend? If not, Mom will give you a little more."
When Ye Jingtian heard this, his hand shook violently and he almost threw away the phone.
The cold sweat on his forehead suddenly flowed down.
"Mom, you don't need to send me any money, it's enough." He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, recalled the past memories in his mind, and spoke according to the exchange words in his memory.
There is still a trace of fantasy left in my heart, hoping that the next exchange will go wrong.
Thus proving that it was just a terrible nightmare.
Those things in the past may not be dreams, everything is very likely to happen again.
All disasters will happen again!
But the words that came out from the phone ruthlessly shattered the extravagant hopes and fantasies in his heart.
"It's good if you have enough money. Your temper is a bit stubborn. If you have a conflict with your girlfriend, you should be a little more tolerant, you know?"
After Li Lan finished speaking, he hung up the phone call reluctantly.
Listening to the beeping blind tone coming from the mobile phone, Ye Jingtian's thinking began to become confused. The content of the conversation was exactly the same. This made him realize a very serious problem.