The middle-aged man thought about it and turned around and said, "That's possible. Write down the idea."
The staff nearby immediately took note of it.
Lidya Su looked up.
She doesn't think these myths foreshadow the doomsday game ahead.
She was more inclined to believe that these myths were merely solutions for the old humans to deal with the doomsday disasters in the last doomsday era. For example, Houyi shooting down the sun was probably just a person named Houyi in a safe house who used arrow toys to solve the problem of the candidate for the main god entering the gate of the gods?
Of course, Lidya Su was just guessing.
Xiaomo said.
The number of little creatures in the End Land is limited, but they are not human beings. Humans can only continue to move in the New World.
After death, humans lose only one memory, and the next soul that appears is a new "self".
But things that have appeared will not disappear inexplicably.
A carbon-based body can biologically record the origin and disposition of each piece of flesh and blood at death, but it cannot retain the consciousness of birth.
Perhaps the old humans of the last era vaguely remembered these fragmented soul memories after reincarnation and engraved them in the form of Chinese character legends.
If you want to calculate it in detail according to time.
Pangu created the world first, and Nuwa created human beings and repaired the sky later.
The following order is Dayu controlling the flood, Kuafu chasing the sun, Jingwei filling the sea, Houyi shooting down the sun, and Chang'e flying to the moon.
The timeline doesn't fit.
So it's definitely not a foreshadowing.
Su Xiao was thinking when he saw a tree suddenly appear not far away. Jiang Qiqi, wearing a tight leather jacket, rushed towards them.
She dyed her hair the same arrogant rose red as before, and it was waist-length, but because of the hot weather, it was now tied up high, and her face was delicately made up, looking like a delicate and arrogant young lady wherever she went.
In comparison, Su Xiao, who wiped his face and brushed his teeth in the morning, combed his short hair twice, and wore a set of black windbreaker pants that could travel through the ruins of the apocalypse, actually looked a little sloppy.
"Two experts, have you come up with any results?"
Jiang Qiqi smiled, looked very approachable, and asked questions patiently.
But his eyes never concealed his tense temper.
The middle-aged man shook his head. "You can't get in, but we brought instruments to test it."
After saying that, he took out a black leather suitcase from the safe house and opened it. Scattered parts were outside, and everyone was waiting for him to assemble the instrument.
Although, it is foolish to try to use science to measure energy in a non-scientific context.
But the fact is that when there is no other way out, we must find a future for mankind even if we have to do it with all our might.
Jiang Qiqi looked around impatiently, as if she was waiting for someone.
The heat made her keep pulling at the collar of her leather jacket.
Su Xiao opened the Eye of God's Choice.
Under the Eye of God's Choice, Jiang Qiqi's thigh bones are as white as jade and glow with silver light, blending seamlessly with her beauty, like an exquisite glass doll.
At this moment, a crackling sound of small sparks suddenly appeared on the instrument near the Gate of God, and the man in middle-aged clothes fell to the ground as if he had been electrocuted.
"professor!"
The people next to him quickly helped the middle-aged man up.
The middle-aged man struggled to get up and check the equipment with a grim expression.
"It's over, it's over... the equipment is damaged."
The female doctor pushed her glasses and looked at the Gate of God. Golden energy was swirling in the vortex gate, deep, mysterious and full of irresistible energy.
She watched the moment the equipment malfunctioned and the data fluctuated, confirming the data situation in her mind.
"...It's geomagnetic interference energy similar to that caused by solar storms."
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