Chapter 3 Finally... I Can Move!

After sitting up from a suspicious black metal box, Gawain was in a serious state of confusion. In fact, even the action of "sit up" was done unconsciously.

An unprecedented sense of confusion and dizziness was haunting his brain. He felt a buzzing sound in his ears, and all kinds of crazy and indistinguishable sensations were coming from his whole body. Four ghosts, and two of them were black and white—yet in the midst of all this chaos, his ability to think wasn't quite finished.

Perhaps he should be thanked that no one knew who hit him on the back of his hand with a stick before, and he gained precious sobriety at the moment when he was almost swallowed by chaos.

But that stick really hurts...

In the process of thinking gradually returning to the right track, Gawain finally recalled what happened before - the sudden interruption of vision, the activation of some escape program, the illusion of falling, and now... this real, conscious Yes, a moving body.

Body! !

He got a body!

After traveling for thousands of years, when he almost thought that he was born with a third-person perspective, Gawain obtained a body!

The confusion of the mind is understandable, as is the sense of confusion coming from the whole body. He has not had any perception ability other than vision for too many years. Even if his sanity has remained normal for unknown reasons, he is very It is difficult to adapt to this state of being able to perceive hot and cold itching.

However, Gawain could feel that he was quickly adapting to this body, adapting to the various sensations of returning to the material world. After the dizziness in his brain weakened a little, the vision of the taboo quadruple avatar in front of him finally returned to normal. The surroundings came into view.

The first thing he saw was the four armed burly men not far ahead - one of them was a gray-haired middle-aged man, wearing a steel armor that looked very sturdy, and his tendons almost reached his forehead. Holding a silver-gray long sword, the armor and weapons of the other three are obviously much simpler, but the traces of the standard can be seen.

A petite girl was half-kneeled on the ground by the swords of these four burly men. Due to the occlusion of her hair and the angle, she could not see her face, but she could see a pointy ear from her hair. poked out between the threads.

A little further away, a woman in a long red dress stood. With her graceful and mature face and bumpy figure, Gawain couldn't help but take a second glance, so he quickly I noticed the undisguised tension and fear in this mature lady's eyes.

But the movement next to him quickly attracted Gawain's attention. He turned his head and saw a girl who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, jumping off the stone platform where he was in a panic. , that girl was holding a metal stick in her hand that seemed to hurt someone...

Thinking of where the girl was before, Gawain's expression suddenly became a little weird: "Just now... did you hit me?"

As soon as he said this, he was stunned for a moment: he realized that what he blurted out was not Chinese, but a language he had never heard before, but this unfamiliar language seemed to be innately familiar.

But Rebecca didn't know how many messy thoughts were running in the mind of the "old ancestor", this noble girl who had just inherited the viscount title and suffered a huge change was about to cry: "Lord Ancestor... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... "

"I..." In fact, Gawain still hasn't figured out what's going on at all-although he has been staring at the world for many, many years, but it's the first time to change to the first perspective. The degree of coercion is even higher than that of everyone on the scene, "You are..."

The glamorous lady in the red dress seemed to be the calmest one on the scene,

After Gawain sat up and took the initiative to communicate, the fear and tension on her face were significantly reduced, and at this moment she took a step forward—although she was still on guard, she spoke calmly. : "Do you know who you are?"

"Me?" Gawain was stunned for a moment, but before he subconsciously said his name, he first jolted, realizing that he should be another identity now.

Look at the box under your body, although the style is a little weird, it is definitely a coffin, and then look at the surrounding environment, although it is spacious and bigger than the home in your previous life, but how does it look like a tomb...

Thinking of the expressions on the faces of the people around him, Gawain realized one thing: he cheated.

At this time, if he said any name that did not match the "corpse" he possessed, he would definitely be killed immediately as a demon - what did the little girl next to him say? Lord Ancestor, right? Then he can boldly guess that he is possessed by the ancestors of the other party, regardless of what their ancestors ate and grew up, so that they can die for so many years without rotten flesh, the important thing is As an alien soul, not only did he occupy the body of his ancestor, he slept on his grave, and he kicked the coffin lid of his ancestor just now... After this TM was exposed, the word embarrassment is not good. describe...

Thinking of this, Gawain lowered his head and made a thoughtful look, but he was actually looking for excuses quickly, such as having experienced a long sleep so his memory was a little confused, but at the moment of concentrating, a burst of energy appeared. A strong stun hit him.

He just finally got used to the new body and got rid of the dizziness. At this time, he fainted again. He almost fell back into the coffin with a sway on the spot. The moment Wen behaved strangely, he raised his staff nervously, and saw that he was about to breathe a sigh of relief. The big fireball smeared on his ancestor's face - but the low voice from Gao Wen's mouth interrupted her movement. .

"Gawain Cecil, I am Gawain Cecil, the pioneer of Anzu Kingdom... What era is it now?"

As Gawain spoke, he raised his head slightly, his eyes were calm and deep like the sea.

In fact, the mind is full of waves.

The memories belonging to Gawain Cecil were pouring out frantically, but they were quickly archived and recorded like the data in the hard drive of a computer. He read the most obvious parts of these data in the brief dizziness just now, and read them. Know who you are now.

His biggest surprise was the name of this body - it was also Gawain.

It's just that this "Gao Wen" is not Gao, he has another surname, Cecil.

Is this some kind of coincidence?

At this moment, Gawain had no time to think about how wonderful this coincidence was, because the memories belonging to Gawain Cecil were still pouring out, and he had to do his best to keep himself from fainting or showing a hideous expression. In this dazed state, he vaguely heard the young girl beside him who hit him with an iron staff with a clear voice: "It's the 735th year of the Ansu calendar, my ancestors, you I slept for more than seven hundred years..."

Heidi was also greatly relieved after hearing Gawain's answer. As a spellcaster with extremely rich theoretical knowledge, she still had some understanding of the resurrection of the undead - these blasphemous creatures have fatal flaws in their souls. When he wakes up, he is almost unable to speak and think. Even if the stronger part can quickly gain the ability to think, he will completely forget his own life.

And they must not say their names - whether it is to retrieve their memories or to be reminded, once the deceased says their names in life, it will cause the backlash and burning of the fire of the soul, even if they are not burned to "die" , that kind of pain is unbearable for the undead.

Moreover, the phenomenon of the fire of the soul when it is engulfed and burned is absolutely impossible to hide.

So she relaxed, but she was still in great confusion, because if the old ancestor in front of her was not resurrected by the undead, it would be even more inexplicable at this moment——

Why did you suddenly get up when you were dead, old ancestor?

But no matter how confused, the necessary courtesy is still necessary, so Hetty stepped forward and bent down with nervousness and awe: "The ancestor of the Cecil family, I am your descendant, Heidi Cecil, The person next to you is also your descendant, Rebecca Cecil, please don't pursue her reckless behavior just now for the sake of her youth and ignorance, and... please forgive us for disturbing your sleep."

Uh, this one is Zeng Zeng Zeng... great-granddaughter, and the one next to her seems to be too.

The frantic memory perfusion seemed to have finally ended. Gawain didn't care about flipping through the documents neatly arranged in his mind, but wanted to understand the surrounding situation as soon as possible. He held onto his coffin and tried to get up, while muttering. : "It's okay, I don't know how I woke up, who will help me?"

He found that he had overestimated his ability to adapt to the new body, and he was a little embarrassed that he hadn't even sat up yet.

Rebecca, who watched nervously with the staff next to her for a long time, realized that it was finally her turn to perform, and immediately jumped up on the stone platform, and said while supporting Gawain's arm, "I'm coming. Help you out of the coffin, I will help you out of the coffin..."

How to hear how awkward.

"More than seven hundred years..." Gawain was helped out of the coffin stiffly by the girl. He looked down at the clothes on his body, and what he was feeling confused Rebecca, "What material is this material made of?"

"It seems to be a moon scar cloth woven by an elves..." Rebecca said uncertainly.

"It's really black technology."

Rebecca: "Huh?"

The old ancestors speak so profoundly.jpg.

With the help of Rebecca, Gawain finally walked off the stone platform and stood firmly on the ground. He felt that his ability to control this body was rapidly improving, just like the soul was rapidly installing the drive. His mind and body were coordinating with astonishing speed.

He let go of Rebecca's hand and tried to take a small step forward.

The next moment, he almost burst into tears. If there was a microphone beside him, he felt that he could thank everyone he knew and every TV station without any repetition.

After so many years, the traveler in the novel has almost been able to slaughter gods and destroy Buddhas and unify the universe, but he has just completed his first challenge achievement as a human being: walking upright...

And after he achieved the achievement of walking upright, he remembered the little girl who was almost forgotten by him and was surrounded by four burly men.