Ye Yunxiao could not help but say when he saw Wei Huo reading with relish, "Didn't you say you couldn't understand it? Speaking of which, since you can understand it, don't you have any special thoughts? "
Wei Huo asked curiously, "What special thoughts do I have?"
Ye Yunxiao pointed at the other notebooks and said, "I've been studying these ancient books for a long time. Based on the evolution of the words in them, I judge that the time span from the first to the last book was at least 100 years. Besides, the last few books were not written with a pen. They were printed with ink controlled by the imposing aura."
Wei Huo picked up the notebook he had been reading previously. After careful identification, he nodded. "It's really possible!"
Ye Yunxiao continued, "These estimates almost encompass the first half of the author's life, from her youth at the beginning, to her self-reflection as an adult, to the beginning of a long period of interrogation, to her struggles, and finally the sublimation of her soul."
Wei Huo scratched his head. "Really? Lend me the book. I'll see if I can figure this out. "
Ye Yunxiao seemed to admire the author of the ancient books and cherished the notebooks. However, Wei Huo was the only one other than him who could understand these words. Perhaps Wei Huo would have a new understanding? Even if he did not, they could study these ancient books together.
Wei Huo did not say anything. He felt that he should finish reading the diary first.
The diary spanned a huge arc. Sometimes, it spanned a few days, and sometimes, it spanned a few weeks or even a few months.
Soon, Wei Huo saw that the author was in the second semester of his second year of high school. There was a sudden turn in the story. The school seemed to have learned the teaching model of a certain high school and started teaching in groups. Eight people formed a group. Everyone could learn from each other, help each other, and improve together.
This teaching model arranged students who were partial to certain subjects to help each other and improve together.
Interestingly, the author of the diary was placed in the same group as Huo and Li Xiaoyue.
Wei Huo suddenly felt that although he was in Class 122, he was probably not in the same school as them. He had no memory of this at all.
From that day onwards, the contents of the diary changed. It was almost all about Huo and Li Xiaoyue.
On November 10th, I realized that Huo had a good impression of Li Xiaoyue. Unfortunately, Li Xiaoyue seemed to like the tall, rich, and handsome man who had just arrived. Besides, the tall, rich, and handsome man liked to come to our team, although he was annoying because he borrowed things from me all day.
"???"
"How melodramatic!" Wei Huo could not help but say.
Ye Yunxiao was confused. "What's dog blood? Did the article mention any melodrama? Was it the dog blood of the three-headed Cerberus? Does it have any unique effects? "
Wei Huo was speechless.
What kind of weird brain circuit is this?
Wei Huo explained, "Cliché means cliché."
Ye Yunxiao did not understand. "Then you can just say something cliché and old-fashioned. Why did you say something melodramatic? Did the dog do anything wrong? "
Wei Huo was silent for a moment. "You're right. The dog is right. The person is wrong."
Speaking of people, Ye Yunxiao was suddenly interested. "Speaking of this person, I made an important discovery in this book. Look at this page in the middle." He flipped the diary to page 70.
Wei Huo read the contents of the diary.
January 3rd, 2017. If there are souls in this world, does that mean that I can continue to live in the form of a soul after I die? In that case, I will not be bound by a physical body, and I will be free and unrestrained.
Wei Huo frowned. Was he trying to commit suicide?
Ye Yunxiao pointed at this passage and said excitedly, "This is the evidence that humans have evolved into gods. I personally believe that gods evolved from ancient times. Look at our divine text, although there are a lot of lines, they are also square characters. This means that our gods are unrestrained, and the gods in human text also have the meaning of spirit, so I believe that humans abandoned their bodies and became the soul race. After countless years of evolution, they became the gods of today!"
Wei Huo took a few glances at Ye Yunxiao. Different cultural backgrounds and different knowledge systems could lead to different understandings when interpreting the same passage.
Wei Huo quickly flipped through the diary and realized that the author of the diary had fallen in love with this Huo. This was a classic clockwise square romance.
If the two men are still good friends, and the two women are best friends, then we need to connect the opposite corners of the square with a line. This way, there will be four isosceles triangles, and then we will form a complex plane geometry love problem. If we copy this face five times and put them together, then we will form a more complex three-dimensional geometry love problem.
Just like that, a campus romance comedy was born!
Bullsh * t, this Huo is definitely not Wei Huo. I did not have any youth in high school. There were only endless test papers, exercises, and exercise books.
Wei Huo wiped the sweat off his forehead and quickly opened a math notebook.
Let me study two math problems to calm down.
However, the moment he opened the notebook, Ye Yunxiao said excitedly, "Did you notice it too? The handwriting on this ancient book is completely different from the handwriting on other ancient books. The content is also very complicated. It seems like an ancient scientific research book written by another person. "
Ye Yunxiao seemed to like studying human language just like the Wild Giant. He did not know where he had gotten these notes, but Wei Huo was very concerned about Ye Yunxiao's speculation that the author was at the Epic stage. Was he the only human other than me who had not been stopped by time? Or had he entered the Epic stage before the time halt? Or was this the God who had changed the game world?
At that thought, Wei Huo quickly persuaded Ye Yunxiao, "You'd better not study anymore. You're probably in such a miserable state because of these ancient books."
Ye Yunxiao was confused. "Why?"
Wei Huo said, "You know too much!"
Ye Yunxiao was speechless.
After the conversation, Wei Huo left Ye Yunxiao's residence. He walked out of Ye Yunxiao's residence and flew into the sky. Only then did he realize that Ye Yunxiao's door was stuck on a long wall. There was a street behind the wall.
Is that Doraemon's door?
The Divine Realm did not seem like a three-dimensional space. Instead, it seemed like a four-dimensional space that was folded by multiple three-dimensional spaces. The door was more like a teleportation door. One would be teleported to another space after walking in.
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