That sentence did not belong to any existing language, so that people thought it was alcohol that numbed his tongue. Laughter and music overshadowed the old man's words, and the red faces made the face of the master of prophecy look particularly pale.

Chernobyl...Chernobyl...

The place where the tragic nuclear accident broke out? He had seen it in the book... No, no, he had not only seen it in the book, but also heard it somewhere. It seemed that someone was talking to him at a close distance and in a clear and precise manner.

I recited the name of this place...

The dusty lock was picked, and the candlelight at the banquet blurred into tiny lights in his eyes. Those lights extended along the spider web-like cracks... That was the screen of the mobile phone before it was knocked down by the crowd.

, he was watching a short news video, the Slavic spokesperson had a solemn voice, and underneath were black Chinese subtitles on a white background... He said...

"Recently...Chernobyl...oil spill...land pollution..."

No...the time of this news...wait.

This year...?

Haven't I graduated many years ago?

He felt cold all over, and the aroma of barbecue and fine wine could not relieve him. He quit singing, dancing and drinking, and walked step by step into the darkness of the night. Before his brain realized it, his legs and feet moved on their own, and he was pulled by force.

Muscles and bones, faster and faster... He fled in a hurry, escaping from the flashing memories. It seemed that as long as he walked fast enough, the shadows of the past could not catch him. The black and white eyes emerged from his eyes.

His skin cracked, and tears streaked down his cheeks. He wanted to cry loudly, but his throat was tightly squeezed by invisible hands, and even his breathing became bloody.

He has nowhere to escape.

"Chernobyl...Chernobyl...",

The information flowed according to His will, and He pursued the information instinctively, with thousands of eyes piercing the wilderness and darkness, staring at a rusty Russian sign.

The wreckage of the past stood before His eyes, silently proclaiming the truth.

who is he?

Before becoming Thoth, he was Mengbai.

Meng Bai is a nineteen-year-old college student and the future pillar of New China. He is carefree and has a promising future.

No...that was a long time ago.

Meng Bai is a 29-year-old teacher and an educator in a junior high school. He was once carefree and had a promising future.

He thought of the way the girl he once liked pinned yellow flowers to her lapel, and also thought of her low and lost voice on the phone; he thought of his father lying in a white field, so peaceful and serene, as if he would wake up in the next second.

; He thought of his always strong mother, whose face was as expressionless as a knife, but tears flowed down her face like a stream; he thought of the way the long-haired tabby cat climbed up on his shoulders, its prickly tongue scraping through the hair.

Top; he thought of the man who finally held his mother's hand, and he watched them go further and further away, until their backs shrank into small dots before turning away; he thought of his half-brother, who always looked at him eagerly.

Looking at himself, he seemed hesitant to speak.

He has never forgotten it, he just doesn't want to think about it.

and after?

Later, those daily routines that gradually healed the heartache were shattered by the sudden disaster.

An earthquake shook the foundation of the teaching building, a tsunami took away my mother who went to the beach for vacation, and incredible changes are happening all over the world. Hot magma gushes out of Mount Fuji, melting glaciers flood Venice, and indescribable whirlpools

Fishing boats near the Diaoyu Islands were dragged underwater, a large amount of oil leaked from the Chernobyl Experimental Base, and the moon was stained with blood... Human civilization tried its best to resist, but in the end everything collapsed.

Later memories were torn to pieces, and the only thing that was clear was an unpredictable wasteland, where endless knowledge came and went.

The old civilization collapsed and he should have gone with it, but thanks to the wilderness of knowledge, the remaining part of him lingered in the form of an information creature, floating in a haphazard manner in the spiritual world that was on the verge of collapse and then reborn.

A new civilization sprouted from the corpses of the old civilization. The ancient gods took over the control of the world from the fallen Lord of Mysteries and God.

The sea and the sea surrendered to him, the giant king expanded his territory to the end of the dusk, and the dragon of fantasy took up the pen to play with people's hearts... The supreme power was soon divided up, and the imprint left by the wilderness of knowledge allowed him to obtain

Those eyes that pry into secrets.

He became Him.

He is the Hermit.

The half-asleep dream comes to an end at this moment.

He exhaled gently, without any hint of emotion or anger, "You really took great pains to wake up someone who doesn't want to wake up."

The goddess of the night appeared quietly behind him and looked at the steel corpse standing in front of them.

"It will be painful to escape from the dream, but you will be glad that you woke up."

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