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The spaceship passed through the clouds painted light silvery gray by the moonlight. Zhou Cheng turned his head to the window, his hands caressing the clothes intentionally or unintentionally, tearing off the leaves and petals stuck to them piece by piece.

Maybe it was because of the exhaustion from not sleeping for two days, or maybe it was because of the heavy sadness in his heart. He lowered his eyes, and allowed a sad and beautiful picture of a crescent moon and a sky like water to spread out in front of his eyes, but he could not take in this scene.

In his eyes, all the good times in the past were projected in his mind scene by scene, like a movie reel passing by quickly, under the dim moonlight. After an unknown amount of time, his already heavy eyelids slowly closed, and a line of pure tears flowed silently.

across the cheek.

When Zhou Cheng woke up from a pillow of yellow rice that he knew was a dream but was still attached to it, he was surprised to find himself lying on the bed in his residence. He scratched his head and thought for a while before realizing that he had fallen asleep on the way back last night.

. Just when he was trying his best to recall how Qingwen got him into the house, the energetic voice of the AI ​​housekeeper rang out.

"Mr. Zhou Cheng, good morning. I guess you would like to have an exquisite and delicious breakfast to start your wonderful day!" Then a holographic projection showing various mouth-watering foods appeared in front of you.

Zhou Cheng smiled bitterly, remembering that he was in the future. It would be a piece of cake for Qingwen to find a few auxiliary robots to lift him up to the roof, let alone get him into the house.

After washing, Zhou Cheng's energy recovered a lot. He ate breakfast in the living room while rummaging through the holographic projection. After a while, the food in the bowl had become cold, and he still found nothing.

Zhou Cheng discovered a phenomenon that was puzzling to him. Everything he needed could be found on the omnipotent Internet of Things. But he could hardly find a single word about the history of six and a half centuries ago. And the only thing he could find was the civilized hero.

Cao Rui's name is indeed not on the list of memorial cemetery.

When he was puzzled, Zhou Cheng's bracelet vibrated slightly, and an unread message appeared on the holographic projection. He clicked on the message, and Qingwen's image appeared in front of him. She was still so impressive.

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"Teacher Zhou, when I arrived last night, I saw that you were sleeping deeply, so I didn't wake you up. I hope you don't mind. If you need help with anything, or want to do something with me, don't forget it.

Oh, we are friends."

Seeing Qingwen still looking at him with a bright smile on the projection, Zhou Cheng stretched out his finger and was about to press the callback button when he suddenly stopped. He stood up and walked through the layers of holographic images to the window.

, looking at the bright sunshine shining in the garden every day, murmuring to himself:

"Old Cao, if you were here, you would definitely be able to think of a way."

After finishing speaking, I let out a long sigh with some regret. My old friend was once a nationally famous criminal investigation master. The two of them got along day and night, but they didn't think about learning a single trick from the past. Just then, all kinds of things from the past came to mind again.

At that moment, he suddenly had an idea, so he immediately grabbed his coat and pushed the door open.

Zhou Cheng strode to Qingbei University, which was not far from his residence, and found the location of the history department through street signs and the intelligent navigation of his bracelet.

When he saw the glass house like a coffee bar hidden among the flowers and trees, he couldn't help but feel a little confused, but the sign on the door clearly said the word "Department of History".

He pushed the door open and walked in. There were several exquisite small round tables and chairs inside, like a tea bar for afternoon tea. There was not even a knowledge transmission device that he was somewhat resistant to. Zhou Cheng smiled bitterly and said to himself

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"Haha, it seems that my physics department is not the worst subject in the university now."

He sat down at a table and started the holographic projection for information retrieval. The picture was very simple, and you only needed to operate the timeline to check historical information of the corresponding era.

He dragged the timeline to 649 years ago, and a grand picture immediately appeared in front of him. It was a battle between space turrets intercepting spore groups and broken ice belts. Electromagnetic artillery shells seemed to pass by him, and in the distance

The spore clusters disintegrated in all directions.

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There is explanatory text next to the main screen, and the content is very contagious about the bravery of humans, the tenacity of commanders, and the cruelty of spore groups.

As Zhou Cheng fine-tuned the timeline, the scene of searching for Fuyao Base appeared in front of him on the glaciers of the Western Plateau. The name, image and life of every soldier inside can be found in the annotations, including

Chu Yusheng.

As he read the text describing Chu Yusheng's "glorious past" before he entered the army and during his early years of service, his originally somewhat sad mood gradually eased, and he muttered with a slight smile:

"Yu Sheng, when Lao Cao said he would accept you as his disciple, you said it would be better if you were caught by him. I thought you were joking, but it turns out that you are really not an economical person."

Then he sighed again:

"The brilliance of humanity in that era could really dispel all darkness."

Then, he saw the "Firefly" leaping out of Saturn's atmosphere wearing a gorgeous coat of fire, shaking off the swarm of spores that were chasing after it. He also saw a narwhal-like battleship rushing into the primordial black hole, and the bright

Gamma rays burned the Dawn Line's command post into a molten black sludge.

After that, he saw the white dwarf star being swallowed by the wormhole, compressed into a neutron star, and then appearing in the corona of the parent star at the twilight line. The picture here was particularly delicate, and the perspective even reached the ground on the twilight line.

Although I don’t know whether those creatures that look like humans or not are the Twilight Informants, or they are just the imagination of the history writers. But when they saw the bright red mother star on the horizon quickly fading in color and being stretched into an oval shape.

Zhou Cheng clearly read the great fear and despair in their eyes, which made him feel an inexplicable pleasure, which was the most primitive desire for revenge and the release of hatred.

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When every moment of this history is presented in exquisite holographic images, a soul-stirring human epic seems to be singing in his ears. Although Zhou Cheng was also deeply shocked, he found it difficult to empathize.

Because he knew very well that behind these exciting pictures were the numerous skeletons of his compatriots, the ruins of the city, and the road leading to the dawn was dripping with blood. And the gorgeously packaged epic in front of him was more like a hymn to praise heroes.

, while not mentioning the scars of civilization.

Zhou Cheng went back and searched frame by frame. He searched the entire crisis era. He even found information about Liu Mengzhu, Wu Fan, and Lin Tianyu, but he could not find a word about Cao Rui, as if he had disappeared from history.

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He framed the timeline of the entire crisis era and the Doomsday War, and said to AI:

"Search for the key person—Cao Rui."

"No matching object found." ai replied.

Zhou Cheng added:

"I want to know the source of the historical data."

"Earth civilization has experienced tremendous changes throughout the Nirvana Era. The tracing of the historical process mainly comes from the analysis of remaining materials after social stability and the oral accounts of survivors. There are still gaps in the tracing of the entire history and further improvement is needed."

Zhou Cheng sneered and said to himself:

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"After going back more than six centuries, Cao Rui was still missed."

At this time, Xia Jigang's name was mentioned on the holographic projection subtitles. Zhou Cheng snorted and clicked in. Xia Jigang's information was much more complete than that on his monument. While browsing Xia Jigang's information, he murmured to himself:

"Old Cao, you have played an irreplaceable role in the early warning of Oumuamua, to the crisis era, and finally to the establishment of deterrence, saving civilization from fire and water. You have saved my life several times."

Having said this, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but swallow a little harder. After taking a deep breath, he looked at the subtitles lazily and continued to mutter:

"If you pick any one of them at random, I don't know how many times you are stronger than Xia Jigang, who only wants to hold power from the beginning to the end. In the end, you are worse than Dean Xia and Commander Xia. Not only did you enter the Civilization Memorial Cemetery, you

The historical introduction is quite informative.”

At this time, a piece of text on the subtitles caught his attention.

"After the end of the Nirvana era, the dawn of the golden age has just risen, and the entire land is in ruins and waiting for reconstruction. The beginning of the reconstruction work is full of difficulties, and Xia Jigang continues to play a vital role in the coordination with Rainman"

"Rain Man, Rain Man" Zhou Cheng muttered while touching the tip of his nose, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

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