Chapter 1648 Ending New World

Chapter 1648 Ending New World

New calendar · 471, March 7th.

Nanlu, the Headquarters of the Time and India Maintenance Organization, on the sixth floor of the library, a solemn and indifferent voice sounded from the relief guard at the gate:

"Name?"

"Yuancheng."

"age?"

"Twenty-nine."

"gender?"

"male."

After the verification of the practice is over, the dusty door finally opens slowly in front of the returnees, revealing the huge space inside. The towering bookshelves are filled with ancient classics, like a sleeping place of history, with a solemn atmosphere. come.

And at the deepest point, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the holy man who was taking a nap on the chair turned around and looked over: "It's only been more than two months, have you come back so soon?"

"Because work is over."

Yuan Cheng glanced back at the door behind him, and complained helplessly: "Why do you have to go through such a strange process every time you enter the door, teacher? Isn't it too embarrassing?"

"Probably to pay tribute to the sages, the law of the ancestors is immutable, just get used to it."

The saint grinned, obviously already hundreds of years old, but the face that looked younger than himself was still so frivolous, which made Yuan Cheng even more helpless.

Ah, it's started again, strange bad taste...

At such a time, you can't chat any more, otherwise, when you come to your senses, the afternoon will pass, not to mention, he also brought important news.

He looked serious and was about to speak when he heard the teacher's voice: "The mediation was successful?"

Yuan Cheng froze in place.

"Teacher, do you know?"

"Who told you to look silly from the moment you entered the door? I guessed everything." The saint smiled: "The result should be good?"

"The Continental Alliance and the New World Entente have signed a peace agreement."

Yuan Cheng replied: "Now two New World Legions and four Old World Legions have begun to withdraw gradually. Although there are still some frictions and local disputes between the two sides, the war will be completely over in a few months."

"After so many years of bad battles, I can't fight anymore."

The saint thought for a while, then nodded and said: "At least, it won't continue for the next five to ten years... Although those moral bitches in the Observation Bureau always like to jump around repeatedly, at least they finally did it this time." Good thing."

"Then what's next? Is there still going to be a war?"

Although Yuan Cheng, as the recorder, had witnessed the tension between the two sides at the mediation meeting, he was still unwilling to let the worst result happen.

"Disputes are always inevitable."

The saint sighed softly: "The pain of war is followed by peace, and the seeds of conflict are planted in the peaceful generation... The human world is like this, and it will not change whether the abyss cycle exists or not."

"Meow?"

On the blanket on his knees, a chubby black cat raised its head suspiciously, as if it heard its own name.

Soon, he narrowed his eyes amidst the skillful stroking and kneading, and snored again.

Fall asleep again.

"Change in the overall situation is inevitable, and it's useless to be anxious. Let's do our own work well."

The Holy One solemnly exhorted: "Unless it is possible to cause large-scale reality distortion, the time and India maintenance agency must strictly abide by its own neutrality.

As a recorder, you must never interfere with the process of history. If you can't get used to it, it's better to give up as soon as possible.

This is the advice I can give you as a teacher. "

"I see."

Yuan Cheng solemnly promises.

So, the saint nodded in satisfaction, and patted him on the shoulder: "Go and rest, I'm tired of historical engraving and rescue records, I'll talk about the big things tomorrow."

But Yuan Cheng still sat in the original position, did not move, and hesitated.

"Actually, there is one more thing..."

"Huh?" The saint was puzzled.

"It's about the compilation and sequencing of the history of the origin of the New Era that you have been presiding over, teacher. I have been running back and forth between the Southland and the New Era these days. When I have free time in between, I have been looking for information related to the topic you gave me."

"Then, I felt... there seems to be a problem?"

Yuan Cheng opened the backpack beside him, and found a thick stack of manuscripts, all of which were filled with dense records, which made him puzzled.

"These are all historical records about Mr. Huai Shi, the last president of the Astronomical Society, and there are all traces of confirmation, but...why are there so many contradictions?"

"Have it?"

The saint raised his eyebrows slightly, seemingly puzzled.

Yuan Cheng scratched his head, took out the summary and records he made, and compared the materials: "Look, this record says that after the disbandment of the Astronomical Association, Mr. Huai Shi became a composer in a small remote city. Married to a piano teacher and died peacefully. Now the Ai Qing Award in the classical music circle was founded by his students.

However, this record from the South states that after leaving office, Mr. Huai Shi, together with the last silent person, formed the original Joint Committee of the New World, dedicated to coordinating the conflicts between the parties in the early New World...

However, this record from the same period says that Mr. Huaishi settled in Jixia and carried out remote development together with Ms. Chu, the most successful explorer hunter since the New Era.

The most absurd thing is this one, saying that he opened a gym and took people to exercise every day...

There is also this one, which says that he has a lot of contacts with Ms. Lily, one of the first founders of the Odyssey Association, and some people even say that he is the first well-deserved legend in the new era.

But these are all records from the same era—"

Accompanied by Yuan Cheng's narration, all kinds of files, newspapers and old documents are piled up on the table, like a kaleidoscope, making people dizzy.

He is completely numb:

"It can't be that they all have the same name, right?"

"..."

During the short silence, the saint's expression seemed to be getting subtler, and for a moment, he seemed to be about to laugh out loud.

But I held back and worked very hard.

Just turned his head away, and said with a blank expression: "Yeah, what's going on here?"

It seems that he is as confused as his own students.

"Jixia should have kept quite a lot of records, right? Didn't you ask your great-grandfather?" The saint 'sincerely' suggested: "He was quite familiar with that person when he was young, and there must be a lot of exclusive information."

Suddenly, Yuan Cheng's expression became more complicated.

"Great-grandfather, he also..."

The question is asked, but it is almost the same as not asked.

When I mentioned this, I talked for almost three hours, and there were two and a half hours of cursing, which made Yuan Cheng fully understand what is called the art of rhetoric and the profoundness of Eastern Xia literature...

Then, apart from letting him know that President Huai Shi might be a scum of the world who has a heart, a bad moral, and likes to deceive people everywhere, there is not much dry stuff.

Well, arguably not at all.

It's all personal attacks...

"Where are Anna and Yuan Yuan?" the teacher asked.

Yuan Cheng's expression became more and more resentful: "Master Yekaterina hasn't seen any guests for a long time, but I saw her at my great-grandmother, but she didn't say anything.

In the end, Mr. Beelzebub, the creator of the world, couldn't stand it any longer, and asked me to come back and find you..."

It took three or four years, chasing the radish given by the teacher in a daze, and a confused pony almost ran a big circle around the countries.

Finally, inexplicably turned back to the original starting point.

But his teacher seemed to have something to understand, but he didn't say anything.

As the contemporary Pillar of Green, the maintainer of the New World Time Seal, and one of the nine anchor saints who support the prosperity of the present world, if he said that he didn't know, no one would know the truth better than him.

Life is not easy, Yuan Cheng sighed.

"Can't you tell me directly?"

"What, as a recorder, you have to experience the fun of exploration. Besides, this kind of thing is a taboo for the venerable, so how can I say it?"

The sage shook his head and sighed melancholy: "You also have to understand my difficulties, Teacher."

The earnest words almost warmed Yuan Cheng's cold heart... If it wasn't for the expression that I was serious about lying to you, you would believe it more or less.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you. To find so many records in such a short period of time, as a recorder and seeker, it can be called outstanding."

Seeing that the youngest student was about to explode, the teacher finally gave the answer he had been waiting for for a long time: "You will be the price for saving the world."

Yuan Cheng froze in place.

The moment he reacted, he instinctively took out his heaven record and pen, and his eyes lit up: "Could it be said that this is a sequela of the establishment of the new era? The curse when the abyss fell?"

"Curse? The salary is about the same..."

The saint laughed and said with emotion: "Pay the savior's reward."

Yuan Cheng was sluggish.

"remuneration?"

"Yes, don't you need money to go to work?"

The saint spread his hands, "Although he took it by himself and left such a big mess, but after realizing it, it's done.

The dishes ordered are on the table, and everyone has no choice but to move their chopsticks. They have to eat...

To be honest, we can still maintain the annual overtime hours within 100 hours at the time and India agency, thanks to his great kindness. "

Why are there so many distinct records at the same time?

Why are they clearly contradicting each other, but each article has been verified by history and is completely established?

There is only one answer.

Because those records are all true...

It is earlier than the chronological turmoil that has been recorded in history, and even... since the moment the new world was completed, the entire timeline has been artificially torn into seven branches!

Taking advantage of the privilege of witnessing...

After time has been split up for a long time, it is paralleled and entangled in one place, turning into a mess. Finally, with the anchoring of the time axis and the end of the turmoil, in today's era, it gradually begins to merge.

It's like seven parallel worlds overlapping each other and becoming the current axis.

This is the culprit that led to the establishment of the Time and India Maintenance Organization...

Obviously enough to be the savior to save the world, but he has caused countless troubles, and he doesn't care whether he is a famous person or notorious for thousands of years.

He could have controlled everything, but he didn't extend his hand.

He can shape the world as he pleases, but chooses to let everything run its course.

Never controlled the revolution of the New World again.

At best, it just took away a period of time that was completely insignificant compared to the entire world from the final result, causing the successors to suffer from this for more than two hundred years.

In return for saving the world, he lived a life seven times happier than anyone else.

As a musician, as a coordinator, as an unknown ancient archaeologist, as an ordinary gym trainer, as a legend exploring the new world, as a witness of everything, as Huai Shi herself...

After completing the final work, enjoy the long time after retirement as you like.

This is the ending of the savior that is little known and can only be passed down among a few people as a sealed history.

"To be honest, it's really outrageous."

The sage patted his knees and sighed in admiration: "In order not to be hacked to death by random knives, people can do this to such an extent, it is really unprecedented and unprecedented.

I was too busy learning how to cook and wasted my time, if I can learn this skill, I won’t be eaten to death by your teacher’s wife..."

Dead silence.

There was a long dead silence.

The savior...the culprit...the hero of the new world...the culprit who split...

Yuan Cheng froze in place. After realizing what the teacher said, the half-written pen trembled uncontrollably, trembling with fear:

"Is this... can I write it down?"

Will it really not be silenced?

Do you know too much?

Teacher, do you want to change your student...

"What are you afraid of?"

The saint glanced at him, nonchalantly: "He did everything, what's wrong with your memory? I was going to tell you anyway.

In the future, after working overtime and getting angry, it doesn't matter if you scold me a few words, anyway, he doesn't care..."

As he spoke, he patted his shoulder, picked up the purring black fat cat on his lap, and stuffed it into his arms.

"Come on, as your reward for passing the test, today I will officially hand over the inheritance of our line, the cat that your master personally gave me, to you.

Look, how much it likes you, it pissed all over you, and it has already started to mark it!

Be careful, the world is not peaceful recently, and it likes to scratch people more and more. It’s okay, I have been scratched too, just get used to it.

Alright, go ahead, remember to shovel out the cat litter after combing..."

Just like that, he smiled and waved his hands, watching the student who was completely down, carrying a 30-pound fat cat, leave in a daze like sleepwalking.

The door is closed.

In the silence that has returned since then, only the crisp echo of the huge wall clock remains.

Under the afternoon sun, the saint turned his head and looked at the photo in the corner of his desk.

After a long time, that smiling face still hasn't faded, as if looking at the world outside the photo frame, with high spirits.

"In the blink of an eye, have all these years passed?"

The cabin in the woods sighed, and looked back out the window.

The busy streets, the bustling pedestrians, the busy city, the increasingly noisy vast world, and even the ever-changing everything that is moving towards tomorrow...

Four hundred years have passed, bid farewell to the abyss, and fared away from hell. The new world is becoming more and more brilliant and better than the past, but it is still full of disputes and hustle and bustle.

There are so many changes that people are always caught off guard.

But there are often unexpected surprises.

I'm afraid, after the time is completely anchored, and now it gradually begins to merge, that person is still active somewhere in this world, right?

Like myself, looking at the same sky, bathing in the same sunshine.

From the same land, I happily experience my own life. Occasionally recalling the former students, I sent a postcard without signature, and then took a short break before moving on.

It's just that I haven't seen you for so many years, where are you?

He sighed, missed, and looked forward to it.

How are you, teacher?

"Help, help!!!"

Under the same sky, somewhere on a huge uninhabited island, the tide is raging.

The mountains suddenly collapsed, and the earth roared.

A horrified cry came from the countless rising dust.

The homing beast screamed in anger, moved its eight legs, smashed the mountain in front of it, followed the figure closely, opened its mouth, and bit all the rocks in the way in front of it to pieces.

The scalp-numbing chewing sound continued.

Huai Shi ran wildly in disgrace, carrying a huge totem pole dozens of meters high, and waved to the car that had been waiting for a long time: "I got it, let's go!"

But before he had time to sit on it, just as he put the totem pole in place, the off-road vehicle turned on its full horsepower and rushed away, leaving only Huai Shi still sluggishly in place.

incredible.

"Wait a minute, Tong Ji, I haven't gotten into the car yet!"

"Sorry, it's overloaded, you can figure out a way for yourself!"

In the driver's seat, a woman wearing sunglasses poked her head, gloated and waved goodbye: "Remember to meet up at the old place, and I won't wait for you if I don't make it to dinner!"

"You tricked me again!!!"

Huai Shi's accusation of crying blood roared angrily.

I don't know how many times...

But soon, I felt that silence was coming.

Under the huge shadow, only the stench and heavy breathing remained... When he turned his head, he saw the face of the giant beast that was like a hill.

Overlook in silence.

The corners of the grinning mouth curved ferociously, revealing sharp fangs that were several meters long.

As if waiting for his last words.

"Well……"

Huai Shi was silent, thought for a while, and pointed to the distant smoke and dust: "If I say that that bad guy told me to do it, would you believe me?"

The giant god beast didn't answer, but just took a deep breath, and then spit out the flames that would turn the entire mountain into ashes!

And so, from the miserable screams, the escape continued.

The story also continues.

In this way, the happy continuation into the long time in the future.

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【The End】