Weird Calendar

"Baiyu...Zhou Baiyu."

Qin Ze read the name softly. At this moment, he had a very magical feeling.

It is like a person completing the first step of resurrection.

A person who should have been completely forgotten is once again remembered by someone.

It's like there are some sporadic fire foam in the boundless night.

It is absolutely impossible for it to burn blazingly in such darkness.

But at least, at this moment, all the darkness is afraid of it.

Like thunder in the sky. Lightning frantically chased the figure of the carriage.

Qin Ze drove the carriage, watching the probability of accidents above the horse's head, and constantly used this method to avoid thunder and lightning.

But thunder and lightning are becoming more frequent.

Even if he started sharpening his guns in battle, strengthened the basic divination he learned from Huo Qiao, coupled with his actuarial mapping ability, and even under the influence of the safety hourglass...

It is also difficult to completely avoid the effects of lightning.

The feeling of numbness has begun to make Qin Ze's body a little stiff.

Fortunately, this sturdy carriage and the horse drawn by Lan Yu... seem to be immune to this kind of thunder and lightning.

"Even if the safety hourglass is turned on, it cannot stop the thunder and lightning... Does this name make the world's will so scared? It is unimaginable that if the time of the safety hourglass ends, I have not arrived at the prison..."

"Then there will definitely be no bones left, right?"

"Now I have determined... the second ancestor of the old calendar is called Zhou Baiyu."

"Originally I couldn't guarantee it. After all, the name given by Aunt Wang may not really be the name of the ancestor."

"But looking at this reaction now, it's Zhou Baiyu."

What kind of existence cannot be mentioned at all even by just a name?

Qin Ze became more and more curious, what kind of things did those old calendar masters do back then?

What kind of fire was planted?

He actually had an idea in his mind.

Just like what was mentioned in David Eagleman's "The Bucket List"...

A person has to die three times in his life.

The first time, when your heart stops,

Your breath has died, your heart has stopped beating, and you are biologically declared dead.

The second time, when you are buried,

People wore black to your funeral. They declare that you no longer exist in this society.

The third death is the last person in this world who remembers you and forgets you.

At that time, you will truly die, and the entire universe will no longer have anything to do with you.

If no one in this world remembers Ling Hansu... If no one in this world remembers Zhou Baiyu...

Then maybe they will really die, the entire universe, the old world, the real world...

There is no trace of their existence anymore.

At this moment, Qin Ze suddenly understood.

There was an Old Calendar Lord who established a messenger department.

Zhou Baiyu, the second ancestor of the old calendar, established a game world.

And Ling Hansu, the ruler of the old calendar, made one person remember her forever.

Qin Ze's hands were shaking a little.

It's because of the excitement, but also because of the paralysis caused by the huge electrical load.

He got it completely.

Whether it’s the game world, the golden calendar manuscript delivered by a courier, or the obsession in my father’s mind...

All of this is to prevent yourself from being completely disconnected from the entire universe.

It’s all to be remembered, to keep the third level of myself alive!

But why?

Qin Ze thought deeply, as if he wanted to reveal the most taboo secret.

Countless thunder and lightning fell, and the horse was hit head-on by the huge thunder.

But the horse was fine.

Because it was Qin Ze who endured all this.

Lan Yu had actually thought of this scene a long time ago. In the carriage and horses he drew, all the damage was borne by the driver.

This is the right thing to do. Only in this way can we ensure that we can drive the horses as fast as possible.

Lan Yu believed in Qin Ze.

He firmly believed that he could cut off the rear and prevent the Old Calendar from pursuing Qin Ze. Similarly, he also firmly believed that Qin Ze could complete the task and send the two elders to the prison.

Qin Ze did not betray Lan Yu's trust.

His will seemed to be cast like steel. At this moment, Qin Ze's clothes were in a broken state, and his skin was also scorched.

The stranger has a physique that is unimaginable to ordinary people. With various abilities, Qin Ze can indeed withstand thunder and lightning.

But under such bombardment, he himself didn't know how long he could hold on.

It was getting harder and harder to control his body, but the excitement in his mind drove him to keep moving forward somewhere.

Wang Shufen and Zhou Zeshui in the car seemed to feel something.

Wang Shufen shed tears inexplicably.

Neither she nor Zhou Zeshui could recall any information about Zhou Baiyu.

The second elder still can't recall any information about the child, and he still feels that he has never had a child.

But Wang Shufen couldn't help but shed tears.

This is a game, just a game, but she can feel that this is a task related to her child.

Although they were not affected by thunder and lightning, they could still feel the thunder that seemed to fall right next to their ears...

The child was desperately trying to escape with them.

The moment Zhou Baiyu's name was confirmed, the difficulty of the game seemed to suddenly rise to a higher level.

"Xiao Qin...you, are you okay?"

Qin Ze couldn't hear such greetings.

The thunder covered everything in the world.

This is the most terrifying roar in the world, and such roars come one after another, layer upon layer.

Human whispers are destined to be drowned.

But as if there was a connection between the two minds, Qin Ze, who was already affected by the thunder and lightning, managed to hold on and said while Wang Shufen was showing trembling concern:

"Aunt Wang, Uncle Zhou... don't be afraid, we will soon... reach... our destination."

My tongue is starting to become numb.

It was the first time Qin Ze had such an experience, it was so difficult to even say a complete sentence.

It was obviously night, but it was as bright as day.

Thunder and lightning came and went, making the world pale.

The fire in the distance was dimmed because of this.

The high wall outside the prison emerges little by little.

This is like the last distance of a marathon. You can clearly see the outline of the finish line...

But it feels longer than the previous 90%.

What makes Qin Ze support him and keep moving forward is the belief in his mind.

"god."

"Why does one need to keep oneself alive from the third plane?"

"In other words, who in this world needs to be remembered?"

"The answer is God, right?"

In the game world, Qin Ze remembered those strange gods.

What a god of suturing and devouring, what a god of plagiarism and copying.

He had never even heard of these gods.

There was once a film and television work that told the story of the old gods gradually becoming weaker and the new gods becoming more and more powerful.

Because believers are constantly changing.

The number of believers in the new gods is increasing, while the number of believers in the old gods is decreasing.

Only when a god has no believers at all...

Only this god will die.

But if, in this world, there is one person who truly remembers this god...

This god will never die.

He may be weak, but his divine power will still shine on believers.

The will of the world, afraid of those fallen gods.

The Old Calendar Era did not completely eliminate the "remnants" of that era called the Advance Era.

Even after a long time, it was still afraid.

It renames the powerful men of the forerunner era to the Lords of the Old Calendar. It erases all their names and information, and calls all traces of their existence bugs.

But they still stubbornly retained the clues.

In the endless darkness, there is always a little bit of fire foam.

Qin Ze is not sure how far these inferences are from the truth.

But facing the world-destroying thunder, his will was stronger than ever.

The horses kept galloping, and the high wall outside the prison was getting closer and closer.

…

Lan Yu in the distance, the tattooed beast has been broken through by Satan and Houdini.

During the gap between the tattoos being regenerated, Lan Yu could only keep dodging.

He was dodging and painting at the same time.

Hayate is dead, and Houdini, the master juggler, has his arm cut off.

The face of the preacher Satan is bloody and bloody.

The ghost and god level fought against the two heavenly and human levels, but they did not fall behind, and even showed a faint suppressive attitude.

In the past, Satan and Houdini would have decisively chosen to leave as soon as they discovered that their opponent was a tough opponent.

But in this world, there is a saying of sunk costs.

They have already lost too much in this battle.

Without hands, a master juggler's strength will be permanently diminished.

Satan, who had lost one eye and had his face destroyed, no longer had a kind face, but a ferocious face.

This also had great disadvantages for his preaching.

Their losses were too heavy, and now they can only fight for their lives, hoping to recover this loss from the hands of the people the world's will wants to kill...

As long as they can get a bigger gift, they don't mind risking their lives.

Lan Yu also felt uncomfortable.

Even if he turned on deep imitation and played the most perfect Jian Yiyi in his eyes...

But facing the two strong men on the board of directors alone, Lan Yu has also bottomed out.

His body was riddled with holes and he was seriously injured.

The handsome face showed the weakness and paleness of dying.

Lan Yu's blood loss would have killed an ordinary person long ago.

But he can still fight, and those eyes are still as sharp as they were at the beginning.

While the tattoo was recovering, he could only use blood as ink, dodging and painting at the same time.

The people brought by Satan are dead. With the death of the ghosts and gods, only Satan and Houdini are left.

So far, Lan Yu has not matched Jian Yiyi's record on that rainy night.

But if he can kill a celestial being, he can leave with a smile.

Lan Yu gritted his teeth, and a fierce look appeared on his weak and tired face.

His hands are still painting.

Both sides are tense.

It depends on whose will reaches the bottom first. It depends on whose body can't support it first.

…

…

Linxiang City, suburbs.

On a thunderstorm night, Santa Claus rides a toy-textured reindeer and flies through the sky.

If Lan Yu's location is the front line, then Santa Claus Ou Yezi's location... is the front line of the front line.

What Lan Yu intercepted were the assassins and Hall of Heroes members who were the first to rush into the thundercloud regardless of life and death.

What Ou Yezi intercepted were the latecomers who gradually came back to their senses and realized that a huge event comparable to that of a rainstorm had occurred...

Sima Yi glanced at the burly, muscular old man who was two meters tall from a distance. There is no progress.

Yuetong, one of the four killer emperors, and Hawkeye, one of the seven killer masters, met again.

The two had a long shooting range, but they didn't have the courage to shoot when facing Santa Claus.

Thunder Cloud has moved away from Linxiang City, and all important people have realized...

The thundercloud will eventually disappear, because the thundercloud is infinitely close to the prison of the Old Ones.

Therefore, it can be inferred that once they arrive at the Old Calendar Prison, this incident will be over.

Everyone here has no chance to get a piece of the pie.

Su Ye was very surprised. In that legend, Ou Yezi seemed to be only inferior to the Five Gods, or in other words, his status was not inferior to that of the Five Gods...

He actually intercepted everyone. He felt somewhat disappointed.

Because in this way, this Tianchu battle would be much less dramatic.

There are many people hiding in the darkness.

Alice is among them. Cheng Wan, Duke, and Alice were all ready to support him.

But because of this strange Santa Claus, no one dares to cross a certain line.

In the dark night, occasional thunder and lightning will brighten the surroundings.

Apart from these people, there is another being wrapped in a black mist.

When Su Ye noticed this person, he immediately wanted to retreat.

Shiva.

It is said that Shiva has several heads, and those heads are floating next to his own head, and the whole person is shrouded in black mist.

Su Ye found it very interesting.

He was curious about how the world would change.

Ou Yezi's eyes did not fall on everyone, he was staring at Shiva.

If there was anyone among these people that he could never stop, it was Shiva.

But Shiva did not advance.

Shiva just looked at the thunder clouds in the sky. Maybe he also realized it...

Tonight, they were late.

Shiva started to leave, backing away.

Santa Claus Ou Yezi knew that this guy would definitely come to visit his toy factory soon. Want an explanation.

With Shiva's departure, the top powerhouses from other forces are also leaving.

Yuetong and Eagle Eye looked at each other:

"It seems that the showdown between you and me can only happen next time."

Hawkeye nodded.

A huge melee did not happen in the end because of Ou Yezi's shock.

…

…

The Old Calendar Prison, the largest prison in the world, has huge walls that are comparable to the exaggerated city walls in movies and TV shows.

Outside the high wall...a young man, whose whole body was charred and no part of his body was intact, fell from his horse.

His will finally couldn't hold it any longer.

The horse also began to dissipate little by little because of his fall.

The two old men only felt a ringing in their ears. It was like going from an extremely harsh environment to a quiet one.

The tinnitus and tremor made the old man realize that the mission was over.

They reached the finish line safely.

The game is about to enter the next stage.

Until this moment, the two elders really thought it was a game.

But even so, when she saw Qin Ze collapse from exhaustion, Wang Shufen still cried and picked up Qin Ze who fell to the ground.

"Xiao Qin...my good boy, please be sure nothing happens to you."

Under the prison wall, a seven-meter-thick super alloy door slowly opened.

Tears fell on Qin Ze's face. Qin Ze slowly opened his eyes and squeezed out a smile.

On the other side of the battlefield.

As the thundercloud dissipated... Lan Yu's legs weakened and he knelt on the ground.

He lost too much blood and was unable to fight anymore. In other words, we have long been unable to fight anymore.

In front of Lan Yu, Houdini and Satan died fighting.

With his weak breathing, Lan Yu had only one thought in his mind.

Jian Yiyi, am I considered a qualified deputy team leader?

He smiled and passed out.

On May 13th, all the storms started and dispersed in the early morning.