Fang Yuhao and Shi Dapeng were riding in an electric car and quickly shuttled through the road. The electric car was buzzing and trembling. Even though the horsepower had reached its maximum, it was still a little overwhelmed by the two men.

Shi Dapeng also walked into the path and avoided the traffic police.

"The fine is 30 yuan a day. If you are caught, you have to wave the flag on the side of the road and be a volunteer..."

"Electric vehicles are quite convenient... there is no traffic jam." Fang Yuhao thought in his mind whether he could buy an electric vehicle. After thinking about it, he would just forget it. It would be easier to take a transportation costing hundreds of millions of yuan every day.

Half an hour later, the two had arrived in front of a large library. The library was surrounded by sycamore trees, and the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

This is a building of Z University, and there are many students coming and going. Fang Yuhao likes this kind of bookish fragrance very much, and always feels that it is full of righteousness and wisdom.

Many times, only by leaving school can you realize the ease and freedom of campus life.

Walking up to the fifth floor and reaching the top office area of ​​the library, the sun was shining, and a bald old man was dozing off with his eyes narrowed.

He supported his head with one hand, and his head tilted slightly downward, as if he was about to lose balance, just like an apple about to land.

The moment his head fell down and lost support, the old man shuddered and raised his head.

"Uncle Li!" Shi Dapeng shouted: "Where is the turtle?"

"It's Shi Dapeng... where is it? Play with it yourself, don't kill yourself."

The bald old man pointed to the basin next to him, which contained a big white-shelled turtle, and some delicate moss grew on it.

The old man continued to doze.

Shi Dapeng took the turtle and kept teasing. The big turtle kept crawling in the basin, trying to get out of the prison.

"Uncle Li, have they asked you to come out and lead the team?"

"You mean the medium-sized idealistic world. Alas, it's not a good thing. It's a blessing or a disaster, it's a disaster that cannot be avoided..."

"If I meet it, I will smash the statue directly. I'm so curious about what to do!"

Old Man Li kept muttering: "...I haven't had a few years of life yet, why are I frightened by that? Don't go! I will never go!"

"If they die, the entire institute will probably be blocked, and that's fine."

Shi Dapeng begged: "Can you take me in?"

"You? You can't do it, it's too far. Fighting cannot do it, will and will not do it... Shi Dapeng, isn't it good to live well?" Old Man Li was a little disdainful.

Shi Dapeng was ridiculed and his ears were red, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Fang Yuhao shook his head and walked into this room.

It was filled with neat information, and books after books exuded the fragrance of ink, almost spotless. It seemed that these bookshelfs were often taken care of.

"By the way, how did you know that monster named 'Tao'? Have you encountered it before?" Fang Yuhao asked out the doubts in his heart.

"Of course there is no more." Shi Dapeng was still saying something to Old Man Li, and his mouth was numbing towards a book. "Look at it, it's written by yourself. Be careful, don't mess it up."

"I know." Fang Yuhao thought about it and carefully took it out.

The pages of this book are yellow and look very fragile. They may be older than Fang Yuhao himself. There are all kinds of strange things drawn inside, which are sketches drawn by someone with a pencil.

When I turned to one of the pages, I saw a monster like a "meat mountain", with multiple heads and tentacles. However, the text description below is like a ghost drawing talisman, and I can't understand what it is written.

"This monster named 'Tao' was transformed from an ordinary person after his death. It is said that it has an unknown connection with bad customs such as burial."

"This kind of feudal superstitious record would definitely be burned in that era. Only in this way can we secretly escape... There are many words that we have not yet deciphered."

Shi Dapeng bargained for nothing and took out a handful of turtle food to feed it.

The big white turtle ran around with her fingers and opened her mouth, which was very flexible.

Fang Yuhao continued to look back and saw that the notes were very thick, with more than a hundred pages. Except for some hideous pictures that could be understood, the text below was all inexplicable.

But looking at it this way is quite novel.

"Hey, there is also the mosquito monster I killed with my own hands, which looks a bit like it."

"Professor Yu Hua has encountered so many monsters? It's impossible! Can you survive this way?" he asked again.

"This is not... His personal talent is super intuition, an extremely powerful sixth sense, but he can't withstand so many supernatural beings. I guess, this book should be the crystallization of wisdom of a large idealistic world! This large idealistic world has sank a lot of imaginations of our Chinese civilization and is called the Jiuzhou Realm. Various small worlds are just some small branches of the Jiuzhou Realm." Shi Dapeng came over in disappointment without any negotiations.

"This book in the Jiuzhou Realm was accidentally seen by Professor Yu Hua. With his super memory ability, he wrote it down and existed in our world. This may be a way of cultural dissemination."

"According to records, the large idealistic world lives with humans who are almost the same as us. Moreover, the world entrances found on the land of China basically speak local dialects, which is very strange!"

"Really or not?"

Shi Dapeng nodded to the old man Li who was dozing off, saying that this old man was the one who had experienced the past and could survive.

Fang Yuhao asked in confusion: "Since this is the case, is the entire idealistic world built by imitating our real world? What is the connection? Is it the subconscious accumulation of many people?"

"How do I know?"

Shi Dapeng spread his hands: "Maybe our world and our thinking are also made according to a certain standard template. Don't look down on yourself too much."

"Of course, because of the different physical laws of each world, people's way of survival is different. Perhaps a certain world can give birth to immortals who fly and escape from the earth?"

Shi Dapeng's eyes flashed: "A secret like this is in front of him, and he suddenly felt that everything in reality was boring... making money or something was so boring."

Fang Yuhao smiled and said, "That's not the case. Find a beautiful girl and get along with each other. You will feel that every day is very sweet. Especially for girls who are 70% or 80% of them, they are just as addicted to drugs..."

"Your mentality is like the protagonist in Inception, unhealthy."

"Beautiful girl?"
Chapter completed!