Qiu Miao: A pair of human faces, two pairs of human faces... Are you playing connect-the-dots?!

The mark on the man's wrist did look different from the clock that Gu Wenye and Gu Wenle had in mind, but for Qiu Yanping, it was just a clock.

The mark engraved on the man's wrist is actually a sundial, which is similar to a clock, with a round dial and a sundial protruding outwards, but it is placed on a two-dimensional plane and looks like the hand of a clock.

Zhu Wenmin mistook the sundial for a clock, but he also knew that this mark was somewhat different from the clocks he knew. He wanted to describe it in more detail, but the shuttle-like sharp weapon pierced his throat and directly damaged his vocal cords. Even though he managed to catch his breath for another minute or two, he couldn't say anything.

In the past, a sundial was a device used to estimate the time by using the sun's projection. Strictly speaking, it can also be considered a clock, which is not wrong.

Qiu Yanping knew that this kind of sundial pattern should not appear in this era. It was a product of his timeline.

He felt his throat tighten and dry. Was this someone from the same era as him?

Gu Wenye looked at Qiu Yanping's reaction, frowned slightly, and asked, "Mr. Qiu knows this person?"

Qiu Yanping shook his head slowly and asked in a low voice, "I don't know him. Gu Wenle, can you enlarge this part and make it clearer?"

Gu Wenle nodded, and after a little processing on the computer, he enlarged the part on the man's wrist again.

Qiu Yanping said, "The tattoo on this man's wrist is not an ordinary clock. It's normal that you are not familiar with this thing. After all, it is far away from your era." He paused and said, "This is a sundial. There are scales on the dial, just like the one on this man's wrist. The sundial he tattooed is very detailed. In the past, there were twelve hours: numeral, ugly, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake, noon, goat, monkey, you, dog, and pig. One hour is about two hours now."

"Does the time pointed by this needle represent any meaning?" After hearing what Qiu Yanping said, Gu Wenle couldn't help but pay attention to the time pointed by the sundial needle on the man's wrist and asked.

"It has no meaning." Qiu Yanping shook his head. He replied decisively, "A sundial relies on the shadow cast by the sun on the gnomon to tell the time. The gnomon is actually protruding three-dimensionally, not on a two-dimensional plane as it appears now. Therefore, the time indicated by the gnomon now does not mean anything."

Gu Wenle pursed his lips and asked unwillingly, "Then Mr. Qiu, can you guess who might be as knowledgeable about this kind of thing as Mr. Qiu?"

Qiu Yanping smiled helplessly in his heart. He knew about sundials because they belonged to his era. Who in this era would know about sundials? How could he know about them? Gu Wenle thought he was someone who was passionate about studying ancient studies, so he thought he would know some freaks who were as passionate about ancient studies as he was?

"I don't have any answers here." Qiu Yanping glanced at the stranger projected in front of him, pursed his lips and asked, "Gu Wenle, can you lend me your hard drive for a while? I want to see the whole process of this battle."

Gu Wenle said "Oh", nodded, "Of course I can, you can take a look at other ones, feel free to take a look." Gu Wenle believed that this battle was one of the few difficult battles in which his elder brother fought and retreated, and even retreated successfully and seemed to have won the battle. He still wanted Qiu Yanping to take a closer look at his elder brother's heroic battle.

Gu Wenye knew that Gu Wenle had probably missed the point again, so he asked, "Did you find anything?"

"Not yet. However, if this person is the stall owner mentioned by Zhu Wenmin, then his appearance on this battlefield really makes me worry..." Qiu Yanping said. The things in this person's hand are enough to arouse his jealousy, especially his bargaining chip, exchanging human life? It must not be a coincidence that such a person would come to this battlefield where hundreds of lives are harvested at any time.

"Come to think of it, this battle was indeed very unusual at the beginning." Gu Wenle stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "It was the first time I saw my elder brother leading troops to fight. Even the retreat was so difficult. The enemy was only a small planet, but they had a strength that was completely incompatible with the current situation of that planet. Isn't this very strange?"

Gu Wenye nodded slightly. "Their people are endless, as if there are endless soldiers, wheel tactics, and they are pressing forward step by step. Even if our soldiers can cope with high-intensity and strict defense for ten days or half a month, they can't hold out for a month. But they are different. Their people seem to have endless energy and never get tired."

"So I have to revisit this battle again," said Qiu Yanping.

Gu Wenye responded. In fact, after the battle ended, he and most of the soldiers watched the replay to find out what went wrong in the battle, but the answers they got were pitifully few.

Qiu Yanping played the video. This ancient battle was extremely long. Gu Wenye and his team fought for three full months, and the edited video was nearly ten hours long.

Gu Wenle used to watch TV series like a TV series - although this metaphor seems a bit unfair - he had to keep his heart on edge while watching, and he didn't feel how much time it took to watch it. Now everything is put together, and he has to watch it for ten hours at a time. It is really too much to bear, especially when he is under the holographic projection, as if he is actually there. Gu Wenle wants to hide from time to time, and he is very tired both physically and mentally.

Gu Wenle walked away first, under the pretext of giving his elder brother a chance to be alone.

Qiu Yanping stared closely at the holographic image projected in front of him and did not notice Gu Wenle's departure at all.

Qiu Yanping had actually been to the battlefield, but he was always at the rear, the safest place, with the emperor. He didn't actually see much real fighting on the battlefield.

Qiu Yanping stared intently at the mechas and figures flashing past him, his gaze always following the silver-red mecha, that was Gu Wenye's combat mecha. Gu Wenye was always no more than ten meters away from this mecha, reaping lives and beating the drums of war.

Qiu Yanping suddenly paused the video playback. He leaned slightly and looked at Gu Wenye with a frown. "I remember you killed this man on the seventh day?"

Gu Wenye was stunned. The seventh day? They must have seen more than ten days now, right? Just looking at the timeline, it is impossible for such a thing to happen.

Qiu Yanping replayed the video from the seventh day, but even he could not guarantee that what he saw was correct.

Gu Wenye had just finished looking at the portraits that Qiu Yanping had pointed out to him, and the images were still in his mind. Qiu Yanping now replayed the battle video of the seventh day and fast-forwarded it until it got stuck on a shot of a head falling.

It was precisely because this shot was quite shocking that Qiu Yanping remembered this man's face particularly clearly.

Gu Wenye frowned and compared the two videos of the same face. The final comparison information he got was a 100% match. His hands trembled slightly, "How is it possible?!"

Qiu Yanping pursed his lips and said nothing. After this precedent, he began to pay attention to more enemy soldiers who had died long ago in this battle.

One pair of faces, two pairs of faces, three pairs of faces…

More and more faces that were 100% matches appeared in the optical computer's matching program.

Gu Wenye felt a chill all over his body. They had never paid attention to the faces of the enemy soldiers who died at their hands, or rather, they had long been accustomed to not remembering those faces so as to avoid dreaming about them at midnight.

Who could have imagined that these soldiers, whose lives they had killed, would appear on the battlefield again in the blink of an eye? Unscathed and even more courageous? !

"Eh? What happened to you? Why do you both look so bad? It's like you've seen a ghost." Gu Wenle was ordered by his mother to call the two men to dinner. He was surprised to see that his eldest brother and Qiu Yanping both looked very bad. If Qiu Yanping looked bad because the scene was too bloody, that was an explanation, but his eldest brother would never look bad for this reason... If it was because of that kind of strange thing that made Qiu Yanping look so bad, how terrible would that thing be?

After Gu Wenle finished speaking, he thought about what he said for a few more times, and his expression immediately turned unhappy.

He came closer and asked, "What on earth did you two see?"

Qiu Yanping passed the statistics on the computer to Gu Wenle.

"...I don't quite understand it?" Gu Wenle swallowed his saliva, "What do you mean by the seventh day and the nineteenth day? What do these two people mean? They appeared on these two days? This head is separate, right? The head attached to the neck of the person on the nineteenth day is also this one?"

Gu Wenle spoke faster and faster, and by the end, even he himself didn't quite understand what he was trying to say.

The three-month-long tank war reported that the enemy's death toll was as high as 20,000, but the actual number of repeated deaths was more than 3,000...?

If this were said, no one would believe it, and the person who said it might even be locked up in a mental hospital. But this is the reality before their eyes.

Qiu Yanping took a deep breath and said, "These soldiers are not living people."

"Even before I stepped onto this battlefield, I was no longer alive."