Traveling with Russell couldn't be said to be boring.
Apart from the old man's constant work every few days and his own bad taste, he should be quite an excellent travel companion. He was considerate, elegant, and had a good grasp of the scenery and allusions. Even if it was just idle chatter, there would occasionally be thought-provoking words and philosophies.
If one didn't know his bad nature, the first moment they saw him, they would definitely think that he was an amiable old gentleman.
Unfortunately, times had changed, and the meaning of 'gentleman' was no longer as full of praise as it used to be.
Russell was the same.
Just as Huai Shi was driving through the tunnel, she noticed a change in her surroundings from the corner of her eye. The old man, who was lying on the back of the chair and playing with his phone, turned over, and the style instantly changed.
The elegant old man had turned into a furry white bear with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. One of his paws was holding a phone, and there was a huge cigar in the corner of his mouth. He lit it up and smoke rose into the air.
He looked like a polar bear that had just escaped from an animal museum. He was extremely happy and comfortable.
He didn't know what was going on.
Anyway, Huai Shi was already used to Russell's tricks.
He didn't know how many times he had seen similar animal incarnations.
As far as he knew, as long as it was a biological lineage summarized in the present world, from land to sea to the sky, there was no animal that Russell couldn't transform. And not only did the appearance change, but the internal structure could also change.
He could even perfectly imitate the leader of a large group.
What was even more outrageous was that when different people looked at it, the image could be completely different. It couldn't help but remind people of Woodman, but one was a human transformation, and the other was a beast transformation. He really didn't know who copied who.
It could only be said that he was worthy of being a top powerhouse of the Celestial genealogy, a veteran of the Dusk Road.
If the vice principal hadn't told him before, he would never have imagined that Russell's Stigmata was actually the caretaker of the World Tree, the guardian of the spring, the legendary wisdom giant of the Vanir Gods, Mimir.
Now it seemed that he could see Mimir's annoying demeanor from him.
No wonder Odin beheaded Mimir later in the myth.
It could not be said that Odin was hot-tempered. If it were anyone else, they would have wanted to chop off his head if they had a lazy Riddler who pointed at them every day.
At this moment, facing Russell's sudden demonic behavior, Huai Shi calmly glanced at him. His heart did not waver at all. He only asked, "Why aren't you human again?"
"This is called character design. You don't understand."
Russell excitedly took a selfie with his camera. His bear paw was actually in the shape of a V, looking charmingly naive. "The rarer something is, the more valuable it is. We have to be innovative.
Moreover, there have been too many similar personas lately, making me feel very awkward. I even have to be careful with what I say, and I have to think through every sentence carefully … What if I accidentally plagiarize?
It's fine if you say that I plagiarized, but if others think that I have no creativity and plagiarized to such a standard, wouldn't it be embarrassing? "
"What the hell are you talking about?!"
Huai Shi couldn't help but want to roll his eyes.
"It's a long story. Anyway, you can just treat it as an old man pouring out his grievances — —"
He paused for a moment, suddenly patted his head, and excitedly suggested, "Why don't we go back and reorganize the Ivory Tower and turn it into a company? I don't have to call you Principal, but President. Wouldn't that be more impressive and domineering?"
"That's enough!"
Huai Shi was too lazy to bother with him. He did not know what was wrong with him. "Can't you do something serious when you have time? Can't you sleep if you don't do something serious? Don't disturb the driver. "
"No, I want it."
White Bear in the passenger seat put away his phone, yawned, and suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, you should know about the War of the Worlds, right?"
Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, unable to react.
Fortunately, there were no cars on the road now. Otherwise, it would be bad if they hit someone.
"Why are you suddenly talking about this?"
He asked, "I have heard about it many times. It should be a battle between the Present Realm and Hell, right?"
"Well, there is no problem with understanding it like that, although it is a little shallow. Let me explain it to you in detail. "
Russell seemed to have finally remembered his duty as a teacher. He crossed his two bear paws and crossed his legs, intending to take advantage of the boring time on the road to make up for the students.
Unfortunately, what he was going to make up for was not harmless advanced mathematics and English, but more dangerous and ferocious secrets.
"You should have seen the world model made by the Astronomy Society, right? The basic teaching material of the Ascendant. "
"You mean the thing that looks like an iceberg in the sea?"
Huai Shi patted his head and remembered.
The model was quite exquisite, showing the relationship between the Present Realm and Hell in a simple and straightforward manner.
It was like an iceberg floating in the sea. The iceberg was the surface, and below the surface of the sea, the part of the ice that was in contact with the sea and the floating ice fragments around it was the border, and the endless dark sea was the existence of hell.
"Hmm? Changed to a new version? Our model at that time was still an island. Forget it, it doesn't matter. Although the nature is not accurate, the relative relationship is almost like this. "
Russell raised his bear paw and drew on the foggy glass. "In a nutshell, the Present Realm is where we live, the border is the defense line and dam transformed by the fallen debris, and Hell is a dead wilderness. As long as the relationship between the three is correct, it doesn't matter how you interpret it.
However, just like the increase of entropy that scholars say and the conservation of miracles that alchemists believe in, although this world has a lot of chaos and ambiguity, only death is fixed and inescapable, whether it is humans, gods, or this world. It's just that the lifespan of the world is much longer than you can imagine.
Let me think, the last time the Doomsday Clock was calculated … 500,000 years? "
"That sounds a bit far," Huai Shi said.
"When a person is just born, who can understand death?"
Russell said indifferently. "The dead world sinks and sinks into Hell, and a new world sprouts and is born from the remains. This may be the cycle of the world. Of course, there will be all kinds of messy things in the middle. Maybe many years later, we can still meet in Hell, but this has nothing to do with our topic.
Then, let's get back to the topic. The so-called War of the Worlds is a small episode produced in this cycle. "
"There are many reasons for it. It may be because of the change in the Present Realm, or it may be because of some law from Hell. In the end, it leads to a phenomenon like the rising tide of the sea."
"Rising tide?" Huai Shi was puzzled.
"The depth has changed. Huai Shi, according to the observation of Harper's Probe, there will be such a 'tide' every few years in the Abyss. It may be big or small. When it's small, you can't observe it at all. When it's big, it will make most of the coordinates of Hell start to float up …
The ocean currents are coming. Huai Shi, after the change of seasons, the storms and waves are coming.
If left alone, the Present Realm will also be drowned by the tides under the push of the storm. Today is different from the past. Without the gods as a barrier, only the Astronomical Society and the major lineages can work together to set up a defense.
And countless hells will slowly float up from the Abyss. Due to the gravity emitted by the Present Realm, they will collide with each other and produce sparks called war, planting the seeds of death. "
"This is the so-called War of the Worlds."
Russell held his chin and stared at the water droplets sliding down from the glass. Strand by strand, everything he painted was cut into pieces.
Everything was hidden in the remnants of water and fog.
"The war is about to begin, Huai Shi. The chaotic war between Hell and Hell, Hell and the Border, Hell and the Present Realm … It's not just a war with Hell, it's a war with Hell."
He laughed softly with a hoarse voice, "If you want to make a difference, there's no better time than now."
The first thing that came to Huai Shi's mind was to be on guard against the elements of destruction and the rulers. But then, he suddenly realized something and looked back to his side.
This is the hidden danger that I need to worry about the most!
Russell, you said you don't know martial arts!
In shock, he almost couldn't control his tone, "Didn't you say you won't cause any trouble this time?"
"Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble … It's just that before that, I want to see my old friends who I haven't seen for a long time."
White Bear whistled in the front passenger seat, looked at him meaningfully, and told him, "By the way, let my old friends see you."
Huai Shi suddenly wanted to jump out of the car.
"Relax, don't feel pressured."
Russell narrowed his eyes and patted him on the shoulder with his thick and soft paws, "You're just an excuse.
Look, it's just like the children in Dongxia who are good at their studies and pull them out to show their uncles and aunties during the holidays. They sing songs, dance, memorize Latin, and perform talents …
Don't be shy, and don't be afraid. Whether your uncles and aunties are happy or not doesn't depend on you. No one cares if your performance is good or not.
But no matter what, Daddy loves you. "
"Get lost!"
Huai Shi glared at him. This old bastard was still taking advantage of him.
He pondered for a moment and finally sorted out his thoughts. Finally, he understood. "You want to take advantage of this opportunity to use me as a signboard and reconnect the remnants of the Republic?"
"You're not a signboard yet, Huai Shi. It's still too early."
Russell was amused. "Besides, it's just a class reunion. Why do you make it sound like a rebellion? A group of old men and women in their seventies and eighties holding a Sunset Glow Fellowship Party can't be illegal, right? "
Huai Shi didn't say anything.
He drove in silence.
He only opened the window, lit a cigarette, and took two deep puffs.
He wanted to jump out of the car.
But it was too late.
This was the saddest thing in the world.
From the beginning, he shouldn't have believed that this old bastard Russell would have any good medicine in his calabash!
This old thing actually wanted to take advantage of the War of the Worlds to rebuild the Celestial genealogy …
In the silence, no one spoke.
Only the gentle melody from the radio floated in the cold air. Accompanied by the old man's vague humming, the jazz melody flew out of the window and dissipated in the wind with the smoke.
Only the snowflakes fluttered from the sky and slowly fell.
The outline of a city appeared in the distance.
Their first stop, Nara, had arrived.
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