Train to Moscow
In a library in Shanghai, a young man with long hair is searching for books.
Perhaps because he couldn't find the right book, his brows furrowed even deeper.
He pulled out one book after another, glanced at the title casually, and then threw them back on the table when he found that they were not what he wanted.
As he moved, books were casually spread out on the table one after another.
Slowly, the books on the table were piled up to a height like a pyramid.
Fortunately, he is the only reader in the library now, and no one else will stand up to accuse him of rude behavior. Otherwise, with the boy's behavior, he will be kicked out of the library sooner or later.
Finally, when his finger touched upwards, on the last shelf, the boy saw a book called "Book of the Dead".
His fingers rested on the back of the book, and an unknown expectation surged in his heart. Then the book fell into his arms under the boy's strength.
He couldn't wait to turn the page.
The contents with strange patterns and patterns filled with monsters deprived him of all his sight...
Jiang Kexin woke up from his dream, his head was covered in sweat. He lay on the bed with his mind blank. He felt a headache, but he couldn't remember why he was like this or what caused his current pain.
Jiang Kexin knew nothing. He hugged himself and turned over in pain.
The quilt fell to the side as he moved. Perhaps because the window was not closed properly, Jiang Kexin felt the cold and shivered.
Then he opened his eyes and wanted to get out of bed to close the window, but before he could do anything, he saw in a blur a violent storm and a tall iron tower with a slogan written on it.
I wish our hero Miss Liu Ke a triumphant return in the next weft promotion competition.
Looking up, Miss Liu Ke was smiling gently. The rain was getting heavier, and the rain crushed her smile as easily as crushing a beautiful butterfly.
At the end, Jiang Kexin noticed another passage.
The next Ascension Competition will begin on July 1st. Please send your blessings to our hero and wish her good luck in martial arts.
As soon as Jiang Kexin finished reading this passage, there was a thunder in the sky. The huge thunder made Jiang Kexin fall into thought.
Logically speaking, everything in the world has its own rules. Winter, summer, autumn and spring, they each operate to maintain the vitality of the earth.
This kind of weather shouldn't be happening right now.
However, Jiang Kexin was used to it, because this abnormal weather had lasted for four years.
In fact, the earth's weather has not always been so chaotic and unpredictable. At least, it was not like this four years ago.
Four years ago, the world Jiang Kexin lived in underwent tremendous changes.
This is what later generations said when they thought of that incident.
At first, no one cared about the disaster; it was just a joke, a virus...
That day, a software app called Shengweisai appeared on the mobile phones of everyone in the country, when everyone thought it was a joke made by a hacker, when everyone was still going to work and going home as usual, and when everyone ignored it.
While they were still crossing the traffic lights, holding their briefcases and following the indifferent crowd to go their own way.
Those big ggs suddenly became international news, and the radios no longer played music, and the TVs on the buses no longer played cartoons. They all showed the same picture.
All the humans doing different things raised their heads at the same time.
People see the presidents and leaders who keep the country running appear on the screen.
Their expressions were heavy, as if the world was about to be destroyed in the next second.
They said: "My fellow countrymen, now has come a critical moment for the survival of our species."
They said: "We solemnly tell everyone that if we do not work together to overcome this obstacle, our country and even our planet will no longer exist in this universe."
Amidst everyone's panic, the United Nations, as if feeling that this was not exciting enough, dropped another bombshell.
"We have been informed that Earth will participate in the Ascension Race."
"I hope everyone will unite, not only for our future existence, but also for the sake of our planet."
After the panic and confusion, human beings are like that poem.
The weeds cannot be burned out, they will grow again with the spring breeze.
Four years later, they have become accustomed to the existence of the Ascension Race APP, the live broadcast room that appears every time the Ascension Race starts, and even more accustomed to enjoying the convenience brought to the world by the chosen ones who are forced to enter the Ascension World to pass the level.
Habit is a terrible thing. Jiang Kexin came out of his thoughts and felt a little dazed.
He tried to go back to sleep but found that he couldn't fall asleep anymore.
Helplessly, he got up and watched the raindrops hitting the window. As he watched, he remembered what he was going to do. When he was about to close the window, a book fell to the ground with a bang.
Book
Is it that book from an unknown era that I borrowed from the library yesterday?
Is it the book with the intricate pattern on the cover?
Thinking of the book, Jiang Kexin thought of yesterday. Yesterday, after returning home, Jiang Kexin couldn't wait to open the book, but when she opened the first page, the complicated pictures made Jiang Kexin inexplicably tired.
But Jiang Kexin didn't think much about it. He thought he was just tired, so Jiang Kexin closed the book and lay back on the bed, falling asleep prematurely. Before falling asleep, he was still thinking about reading the book tomorrow.
Jiang Kexin came back to his senses and looked at the book in a daze. It was so strange that he couldn't sleep anyway, so he got up.
Just take a good look at the Necronomicon I borrowed yesterday.
Jiang Kexin was extremely interested in it. She swore that the book definitely did not belong to any history of the past or any country in the world.
When Jiang Kexin approached and picked up the book, he realized something was wrong. Why was the book red?
And he was so young. He remembered that he could only hold the book in his arms with difficulty, so how could he hold it with one hand?
Jiang Kexin turned the book over uncertainly. After turning it over, the two words "Nightingale" deeply stung Jiang Kexin.
No...something's wrong.
Jiang Kexin, who had watched many live broadcasts of the Chosen Ones in the past four years and had become well-accepted to strange things, quickly realized that this was definitely not his world.
Jiang Kexin quickly put on a coat, got up from the bed, and looked around again.
This place is almost exactly the same as his room, but there is a flaw.
He didn't put such a book on the table at all. He clearly put a book on the table that he borrowed from the library yesterday. It had strange patterns on it and was filled with incomprehensible words when it was opened.
In short, he never kept a book called "The Nightingale" and would never keep it.
So where is this place? Why is it exactly the same as his home? Why is his world exactly the same?
Jiang Kexin stood there, still holding the book in his hand, his expression confused.
A few lines of subtitles floated by where Jiang Kexin couldn't see.
[Wait, wow, I'm not seeing things, is this kid so young? He doesn't even have a college degree.]
[The most important question right now isn't this, is it? Did anything happen to our Miss Liu Ke? Why did a new Chosen One appear?]
[Back upstairs, don't worry, I just came out of Ms. Liu Ke's live broadcast room, Ms. Liu Ke is still alive. ]
[No, this is terrifying to see. He actually realized so quickly that this isn't the real world.]
[This Chosen One must be newly chosen, and his vigilance is quite good.]
[I do have a question. What case is the world of the Chosen One adapted from?]
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone stopped posting comments and began to think about the clues that appeared in the live broadcast.
It has been four years, and everyone has gone from being uncomfortable to being used to it. In these four years, they have also watched a lot of live broadcasts of the Chosen Ones, so naturally they all know how the Ascension World came about.
The Ascending Dimension World is adapted from unsolved mysteries and folk customs in the real world.
Since the world of folk adaptation is mostly taken from feudal folk customs, many countries were laughed at by foreign countries in the initial upgrading competition.
The audience was analyzing it, and so was the head of the National Chosen One.
Because of the existence of the Chosen One and the emergence of the Ascension Competition, the country has also established a corresponding responsible department, which people call the Chosen One Responsible Department.
When the new Chosen One appeared, the countries responsible for the Chosen One naturally got the information. They hurriedly retrieved Jiang Kexin's information. After confirming that Miss Liu Ke was not killed, several people calmed down and tried to connect with their hero, Miss Liu Ke.
Over the years, with the concerted efforts of the entire country, they have solved at least fifty cases adapted from real cases.
And every time a level is passed, Shengwei APP will provide the United Nations with new scientific and technological information, so the technology they actually possess is even more powerful than before.
However, rapid technological development can also lead to instability in the foundations and society.
Country Z is not like Country M, which throws out new technologies for the sake of profit without regard for the people's ideas and interests.
Country Z's approach is to allow the public to accept it slowly.
Just like now most people in Country Z have accepted the existence of the Chosen One and this APP, Shengwei Live Room is closely connected with their daily lives.
For the sake of the Earth and their own country, they naturally have something to communicate with the Chosen One.
As for why they couldn't contact the new Chosen One, everyone looked at each other and saw the deep meaning and seriousness in each other's eyes.
…
Jiang Kexin soon understood what was going on. He calmed down and began to recall the rules he had memorized.
Because the chosen ones in Shengwei APP are selected randomly.
Even ordinary students who were least likely to become the Chosen One were forced to understand the rules.
The origin of this rule book is still a coincidence.
The randomly chosen one from Country Y happens to be a detective novelist.
After he successfully entered the Ascending Dimension World, he compiled his experiences into a book and then unconditionally provided this book of rules to the United Nations. This book of rules helped many chosen ones at the time.
Jiang Kexin still remembered the annoyance he felt when the counselor pressed him to recite the rules of the Chosen One. He thought nonchalantly at the time that the current Chosen One was not dead, and even if he died, it would not be his turn, as Country Z had more than one billion people.
So at that time, he thought that instead of memorizing these things, he might as well go to the library and read some more ancient books on history.
But I have to say, Jiang Kexin rubbed her eyebrows, the government's approach was right, thanks to what she had memorized at the beginning.
Jiang Kexin would not be confused and at a loss when she arrived in the world of ascending dimensions.
He picked up the book that had fallen to the ground. On the book was written the words "Nightingale" and below it was the author: Christine Hannah.
The back of the book is exquisite and beautiful, with intricate patterns on it. Jiang Kexin can even feel the bulge when she touches it.
It is beautiful, but this is not the kind of book he would read. He doesn't like foreign books, or to be more precise, he doesn't like those modern foreign masterpieces. He prefers foreign history. To him, history is the truth of the past. It is not an opinion or an issue, it is a fact.
This book is a point of doubt and the reason why Jiang Kexin reacted so quickly. It is a point of doubt.
Jiang Kexin's mind flashed back to Rule 20 that she had memorized.
Article 20: The world of ascended dimensions is no different from the real world. Most of it evolves from unsolved cases in reality, and a small part evolves from folk culture.
Be warned, if there are subtle differences, that's the clue you need to grasp.
Jiang Kexin thought so and opened the foreign classic that he would never read.
It turned out that the rules were correct. After Jiang Kexin turned to the first page, a list floated out of the book and fell to the ground.
Jiang Kexin quickly bent down to pick it up.
After touching the paper, Jiang Kexin noticed that it was very smooth, and he calmly opened it.
What caught his eye was a train ticket, a ticket he had heard of before, a train from the capital of Country Z to Moscow.
Jiang Kexin pursed his lips. In reality, he had never bought this ticket.
Then the answer is obvious, this is his clue.
Jiang Kexin sat back on the bed with the clue in his hand. He knew someone would be watching him at this moment. After all, that was how Jiang Kexin had looked at Miss Liu Ke before. So Jiang Kexin picked up the ticket. The angle he was holding was just right for everyone in the live broadcast room to see clearly what was written on the ticket.
It says on it.
[6:00 AM, July 1, 2044, Shanghai – Ukraine – Moscow.]
2044 Jiang Kexin frowned and looked out the window again. Darkness enveloped the earth, heavy rain was still beating against the window, and the tall tower was still standing upright.
The July 1st on the slogan is so conspicuous. In his world, in order to make everyone pay attention to Ms. Liu Ke's efforts at any time, the government always makes these slogans fluorescent so that everyone can see them very clearly at night.
Therefore, Jiang Kexin can now see it as long as he looks up, but after seeing 7.1 again, he felt a little annoyed.
He realized how unfriendly the world was to him.
7.1 is the same date as the real time, but they are not the same year. The real 7.1 is 2045, while the one in the Ascending Dimension World is the past year.
This made Jiang Kexin couldn't help but wonder, what if she hadn't memorized those rules, what if she hadn't realized the difference between this place and the real world.
He might miss this clue and this train, so is it too late now? Jiang Kexin looked up at the clock.
The clock is ticking forward.
It is now pointing to 5:20.
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