Chapter 1

September 1, 10:28 a.m., Beijing time.

A Chinese name soared at the speed of a rocket, instantly topping the headlines of major search engines around the world and was reported by countless news media.

A foreign report with over a billion views directly used this title as a gimmick:

《Adam the Savior? Or Satan the Devil!》

The cause of all this unrest came from that sudden change——

Time goes back an hour and a half.

Today is the day when Mobei University of Technology holds its opening ceremony for freshmen.

At the school gate, a young man wearing black-framed glasses got off a taxi dragging a suitcase. His pale skin stood out in the dense crowd. When he bent down, the strands of hair on his forehead half covered his eyes. When he stood up, he tucked his hair behind his ear, revealing a faint mole at the end of his right eyebrow.

He turned around and looked up, and saw the festive banner hanging at the school gate:

“Warmly celebrate the 150th anniversary of our school and welcome new students to start a new life on campus”

Gu Liangyi stood where he was and repeated this sentence silently in his heart.

His expression was a little dazed.

New life?

Gu Liangyi lowered his eyes, registered the new student admission form at the school gate, and walked straight ahead in the direction of the dormitory building indicated by the sign.

The weather today is unusually gloomy. Since this morning, gray clouds have been hanging in the sky for a long time, giving people an inexplicable ominous feeling.

But the strong festive atmosphere on campus dispelled the depression.

Volunteers in red vests were busy moving around the campus, the fountain was splashing white foam in the wide pool, the dynamic music on the campus radio was full of youthful atmosphere, and everything seemed so beautiful.

"Student, what major are you in?"

A tall senior student with short hair greeted him enthusiastically, interrupting Gu Liangyi's thoughts.

"Aerospace Manufacturing Engineering," he paused before answering, his voice a little nervous, as if he was not used to people talking to him. "Yes, uh, what's the matter?"

As he spoke, Gu Liangyi suddenly realized that he had been so busy looking at the scenery on campus that he accidentally walked past the main road and was now near the library.

"Wow, this is our school's flagship major, it's amazing."

The senior student smiled and praised him, thinking that this junior student was really young and cute. He didn't dare to look at her when talking, and it was obvious that he was a freshman at a glance.

"But this shouldn't be your dormitory, right? I see you look lost, do you need help?"

Gu Liangyi nodded awkwardly.

"...Then I'll trouble you, Senior."

While the two were talking, Gu Liangyi noticed out of the corner of his eye that a convoy was driving through the thick fog and entering from the main gate of the school.

But it’s already so late, why is the fog around us not only not dissipating, but getting thicker instead?

He was somewhat confused.

The convoy passed them and stopped in front of the library building.

A middle-aged man opened the front door and shook hands warmly with the old man in the car with a bright smile. Behind the two of them stood a circle of school leaders, who seemed to be there to greet the old man.

As a newcomer, Gu Liangyi naturally didn't know anyone, but he still remembered the principal's appearance.

The president of Mobei University of Technology is named Zong Qinyuan. In terms of age, he is the youngest one in history, only 43 years old this year.

He is the same in person as in the photo, with an elegant appearance, good looks, and a very friendly smile. From a distance, he looks more like a scholar than a leader.

"I see! The dormitory for your major is in the south area. You should go in this direction first, then turn left at the first fork in the road. You will arrive when you pass the second cafeteria."

The senior's words brought Gu Liang back to his senses. She closed the map in her hand and said, "Go to the dormitory building to sign in and get your key first. Leave your luggage downstairs so it won't get lost. The school celebration and entrance ceremony are about to begin. Hurry up and go to the playground, or you won't be able to find your class seat when there are too many people."

Gu Liangyi thanked her, hesitated for a moment, and asked another question:

"Senior, do you know the guy who shook hands with the principal?"

"Yes," the senior student looked at him strangely, as if she was surprised that Gu Liangyi didn't know him. "He is Academician Tang Jingming who founded your Tang Class. Don't you know him?"

Gu Liangyi's major was aerospace manufacturing engineering, but his class was home to the best talents in the entire Mobei University of Technology. It was founded by Academician Tang Jingming, the chief designer of the J-22, and was referred to as the Tang Class.

As long as students enter the Tang class, their future achievements will be limitless.

Although he was notified by the school two days before enrollment that he would have to speak on stage as a representative of the freshmen, Gu Liangyi believed that he still had the advantage of being young, otherwise there would be no way he would get a turn when the Tang class was so full of talented people.

"So he is Academician Tang Jingming," Gu Liangyi exclaimed. "When I was in high school, I read his book Fundamentals of Aerodynamics to kill time in math class. I thought he was very good at explaining the physical causes of boundary layer separation in such a simple and easy-to-understand way."

The smile on the senior's face disappeared.

"...Do you think this thing can be used to kill time?"

Until Gu Liangyi put away his luggage and came to the backstage of the school anniversary performance with his speech, he still didn't understand why the senior's attitude towards him suddenly became so cold.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it. He found a small stool and sat in the corner, browsing his phone while waiting to go on stage.

"It's too foggy today," he vaguely heard someone complaining to a friend, "The school prepared so many fireworks for the school anniversary, and there are also drones for aerial photography, what can they film?"

"Didn't the weather forecast say it would be sunny?"

“Who knows…”

Gu Liang took a look at the local hot searches. What was strange was that there was no report on such heavy fog in the news, and even the city's weather forecast still showed a sunny sign.

It can't be that they are the only place with fog, right?

This absurd idea flashed through Gu Liangyi's mind, but before he could grasp it, his thoughts were interrupted by a burst of warm applause.

——The school anniversary and welcome ceremony has begun.

"As we celebrate our 150th anniversary, our university now has more than 4,000 faculty members, 25 academicians, and 4,320 full-time doctoral students..."

Gu Liangyi sat on a small stool, holding his chin, listening to the elegant Principal Zong giving a passionate speech on the stage.

There are more than 5,000 freshmen this year?

Gu Liang thought of the serial number on Tang Ban's roster when he registered downstairs in the dormitory building. The numbers only went up to 21. No wonder Tang Ban was so famous.

But what he didn't know was that while he was observing the principal on the stage, others were also secretly discussing him.

"Is this the freshman representative this year?"

"She's so small."

"I heard he's only sixteen years old..."

"Fuck, really? He was admitted to the Tang class at the age of 16 and he was also the freshman representative. Is this a way to survive?"

"There are too many bigwigs in our school. Academician Tang was one year younger than him when he took the college entrance examination."

"He's an academician! ... Should I ask him for an autograph? I feel like he will be a big shot among big shots in the future. I guess his postgraduate degree will be able to publish more articles in one year than I did in three years of my doctorate."

"You're overthinking it. Such great people are usually snatched up by the Aviation Industry Corporation of China right after they graduate from college, or are directly sent abroad on a government-sponsored basis."

Gu Liangyi suddenly sneezed.

He rubbed his nose and found that the dark clouds in the sky were gathering more and more. He felt that it was going to rain heavily. He could only pray silently in his heart that it would not rain when he was on stage.

"... Now, we welcome this year's freshman representative, Gu Liangyi, to come to the stage and give a speech!"

Upon hearing his name, Gu Liangyi quickly straightened his suit backstage and then trotted up to the podium.

He placed his phone on the bench, and the time displayed on the screen was:

Capital time, 10:28.

Behind the podium, Gu Liangyi tightly grasped the microphone in his hand, pursed his lips, and began to recite the speech he had already memorized:

"Hello everyone, I am Gu Liangyi..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden uproar in the audience!

Gu Liangyi's speech was forced to be interrupted.

He frowned, and seeing the audience looking up in fear, he couldn't help but look up at the sky with them. The strange celestial phenomenon that came into his eyes made his face pale instantly -

In the sky, thick fog gathered into swirling dark clouds, covering the entire sky in just half a minute.

Dark clouds covered the sky, blocking out the sun, strong winds blew, lightning flashed and thunder roared. The doomsday-like scene made everyone in the audience restless.

But the most incredible thing was that in the very center of the vortex, they could actually see some blurry images with their naked eyes!

The school anniversary ceremony was forced to be interrupted. Gu Liangyi noticed out of the corner of his eye that Principal Zong was frowning deeply. He was still holding the microphone in his hand, staring at the sky with an extremely solemn expression.

at the same time.

Similar vortices are rapidly gathering on every continent and in every major area of ​​human activity.

Ordinary small countries were unable to react in time. Only the people living there raised their mobile phones to take pictures of the scene and uploaded them to the Internet, discussing the reasons for the strange phenomenon through the news.

The relevant departments of some major countries immediately issued a warning signal and sent special personnel to the scene. The celebrity who had just topped the trending search list was instantly pushed down. Everyone at home and abroad was discussing this strange scene, and the front pages of major social media were collectively flooded with headlines.

Because almost everyone in the city can see these whirlpools of different sizes and depths, but the one above Mobei University of Technology is particularly dark in color.

For a time, the country's doomsday party, science party, alien attack party and all kinds of real and fake experts and scholars came together, and an atmosphere of panic and strange excitement filled the streets and alleys.

The indigenous tribesmen living on the South American continent, led by their chiefs, knelt in fear and worshipped the sky; in the skyscrapers of the Bald Eagle Country, the elites who constantly monitor the global financial market stood by the French windows with coffee cups in their hands, looking at the sky with different expressions, thinking about its impact on the future international economy;

In the European Holy Cathedral, the Pope urgently stopped the service because of the commotion.

He walked out of the church with everyone else, but when he saw the strange vision in the sky, he stopped abruptly. Under the bewildered gaze of his companions, he tightly grasped the cross on his chest and trembled as he muttered:

"Lord, please protect your lamb..."

At this moment, people, no matter where they were, all looked up at the sky and put down what they were doing.

As time passed, the picture in the vortex gradually became clearer.

A distant voice also spread across the world——

"Hello everyone, I am Gu Liangyi..."

This is the first clear and discernible message that the vortex conveys to mankind!

The whole world was excited at this moment, and many people had already recognized that this was Chinese.

In China, the comment sections of major social media platforms were flooded with the same question within seconds, and many APP servers were even completely crashed by the surge in the number of visitors.

They all ask the same question:

"Who is Gu Liangyi?"