Golden Greenery

In fact, Ronaldo's geography and history are very poor. He is completely illiterate in the humanities and natural sciences. The reason why he was sure that he was going to Egypt was because the Pyramid of Khufu was five days away from where he was.

Ronaldo told Zhuoyang his bizarre story. The moment he fainted at the Stade de France, he didn't know whether it was time travel or possession, and he went to Egypt.

I don’t know what era it was, and I don’t know why it happened. Ronaldo became a farmer named 'Molihem Chiaochego Uliu Nweawu Nchiawuoh Herzaci'. It means 'A green bird pooped on my head while harvesting oats'. Of course, if he was always called by his full name, we wouldn't be able to say a few complete sentences to each other in a day, so he was simply called "Molihei".

Molihei is a robust young man in his twenties. His parents died early. He cultivates farmland alone in a remote wasteland and has a small thatched house. He didn't know how he came here. He seemed to have grown up here since he was a child, but he couldn't recall the past days.

Morihei didn't even know he was Ronaldo.

After simple farming every day, he fell asleep. The nearest village was half a day's journey away, and Molihei rarely went there. After living in confusion for three years, Morihei vaguely felt that the world was a little different. To be precise, he was a little different. However, although he felt that things were a bit strange, he couldn't tell what was strange. So, Morihei decided to go out and have a look and ask others.

Morihei set out with dry food on his back, leaving the thatched hut where he had lived for three or perhaps thirty years, and embarked on his fantasy journey.

After finding nothing in nearby villages, Molihei walked forward for another five days and came to the bottom of the huge pyramid. He looked up at it for a long time, and then climbed to the top of the tower to look up at the stars at night. Morihei found nothing. He didn't even know what he was looking for.

Under the pyramid, Morihei met a wise man.

"Zhuoyang, do you know? That wise man should be of the same race as you. He also has skin and facial features like yours." Ronaldo said: "He said he came from the far east, which I think is where your country is." place."

The wise man told Morihei: You are a dead person and should not exist in this world. You have to go back to your world.

Morihei asked the wise man: Then who am I? How should I go back to my world.

"You have to find yourself. Only if you know who you are can you go back to your world." After saying that, the wise man floated away, his robe as white as snow in the desert sand.

Spotless.

"Wise man, may I know your name?"

"...They call me a waist..." A wise man's voice came from far away in the wind. "This place...is called Kunlun..."

It's a pity that Molihei couldn't understand what the wise man said, but he believed the wise man's advice. Morihei began to search for himself, and he wanted to find out who he really was. However, on the edge of the Red Sea, he was captured by "hunters" from the Byzantine Empire, and Morehei became a slave. At that time, Byzantium was not called Byzantium, but the Roman Empire, and people in the East called it "Great Qin".

Morehei was taken to Constantinople, the capital of Qin, like a pig. Over the next year, he was trained to become a mediocre gladiator. In the next five years, Morihei lived in entertainment killing every day, defeating one after another other gladiators, or being defeated by them, and even had to fight tigers.

During these bloody and unbearable days, Morihei did not forget to find out who he was, but no one understood or cared about his words. Everyone looked at him as if he was a fool.

Five years later, with the scarred Morihei no longer able to fight, slave owners quarreled over what to do with him. Some said he should be allowed to die in the arena and become the soul of other gladiators, while others said he should be sold to earn some money.

Molihei was taken to the slave market, where he met Yang Yi.

"Did you know? This Yang Yi looks exactly like you Chinese. However, maybe he is Korean or Japanese. In my opinion, you all look similar." Ronaldo said.

"It's been one year...let's call it a fantasy. Many faces and things in the fantasy have become blurry, but I can still confirm that Yang Yi is indeed one of your yellow races."

Yang Yi was very rich. He bought Moli Hei for five gold coins and became Moli Hei's new owner. But Yang Yi did not treat Mo Lihei as a slave, but as a companion, because Yang Yi was also a person who was looking for who he was.

Yangyi told Molihei that he was from the far east, but he had never heard of "a pair of kidneys", so Xiang must not be from the same place. Yang Yi's country is in war, and he doesn't know which country he comes from.

Yang Yi is also looking for himself. Like Moli Hei, he also wants to know who he is. Moreover, Yang Yi has been searching for hundreds of years. Yes, it did take hundreds of years to find it.

In these hundreds of years, Yang Yi has not died of natural old age, nor has he aged naturally, and his appearance has not even changed at all. He just doesn't know where he came from, where he is going, or who he is. Therefore, Molihei also realized that he did not seem to have aged in the past ten years, not at all.

From then on, Yang Yi and Moli Hei began their journey of search. After they wandered around Europe for six years and found nothing, they began to walk toward the east again. Morihei followed Sheep One and walked back to his country in two years.

"Zhuoyang, do you remember that I asked you if there was an era called 'Zhou' in China?" Ronaldo said.

Zhuoyang remembered that he asked about it during a chat between the two of them shortly after Ronaldo was seriously injured in the first half of the year.

"You told me that 'Zhou' was more than 3,000 years ago, when it was still the Bronze Age and there were no iron tools. [Note]" Ronaldo was very confused: "Then this is wrong, because the place where Mr. Yang Yi and I went back, finally The most powerful one is a country called 'Zhou'. And all the soldiers there use steel blades and even gunpowder."

"That's it... maybe it's not China, or maybe it's a parallel time and space, which is different from ours now." Zhuo Yang couldn't figure it out either. "Ronnie, go on."

Molihei and Yangyi lived in seclusion in the mountains in the east. They didn't know how to continue searching and had no clue. At this time, Molihei gave up. He didn't want to look for himself anymore. He just wanted to live well in this era.

Therefore, Molihei did not listen to Yang Yi's dissuasion and followed the general who invited him to fight. He became a brave and skilled general. But the good times did not last long. Less than a year after joining the army, Molihei was killed on the battlefield by an enemy general using a cooked copper rod during a battle with the "Great Zhou".

As soon as Morehei died, Ronaldo woke up in the dressing room of the Stade de France.