Beijing University.
Great Hall of Ten Thousand People.
The place was packed with people, both inside and out. Many people arrived late and there were no seats left, so they brought their own chairs and sat in the aisle or simply stood outside.
Zino.
He is a very famous person.
Numerous videos about Zino are circulating online.
Humorous and witty, possessing earth-based superpowers, he is one of the few third-tier superpowered individuals in the world and a spokesperson for the "doomsday crisis theory."
Zino is a legendary figure, and it was only through the school's arrangement that they were given this opportunity to see this legendary person in person.
The game will start in ten minutes.
A host walked onto the stage to liven up the atmosphere.
When the exact time arrived, the entire hall was unusually quiet, with everyone intently waiting for Gino to arrive.
The lights slowly dimmed, and a beam of light was pointed at the backstage area.
Amidst the anticipation of the crowd, Zino slowly made his entrance.
He stood in the light, but instead of immediately walking to the microphone, he raised his hand, and a round stone appeared in the air. Over the years, his control over the earth element had reached its peak; sand, soil, and stone were all objects under his control.
He can easily obtain different things he wants by arranging and combining different elements of the soil structure.
Today's speech is of great significance to him.
The end times have ended in their time, but they don't know when the next one will come.
These vibrant and enthusiastic young people are the hope for the future of the country, and he hopes they can keep the flame burning.
If my speech today can inspire a few successors to carry on my will, that would be wonderful.
Therefore, he must showcase the most glamorous and attractive aspects of superpowered individuals, allowing more people to see the dangers and opportunities of the apocalypse.
This will give them the courage to face any crisis they encounter in the future.
The crowd cheered.
Zino stood straight, back straight, and slowly stepped onto the stone disc.
Under his control, the disc extended like a lighthouse, gradually expanding in area until it became an arch bridge as thin as a cicada's wing, floating in the air.
Everyone gasped in amazement once again, confirming that the trip had been worthwhile.
Zino chuckled softly and walked from one end of the bridge to the middle.
Lotus flowers are carved on the bridge, with the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise sitting in the four directions, their beast heads slowly rising, majestic and fierce.
A simple bridge, because of these decorations, appears much more magnificent and solemn.
The bridge slowly descended to the ground.
Zino calmly walked down.
The bridge behind him collapsed into sand.
When the light shines on it, it looks as if golden light is pouring down, which is exceptionally beautiful.
Instead of falling to the ground, the sand transformed into a series of sand paintings. First, it depicted a meteorite crashing into the earth, with a terrifying and awe-inspiring image. Then, it showed countless people being hospitalized.
The sand art controlled by Zino is incredibly detailed; the sense of the surging crowd is indistinguishable from the most exquisite animation.
The scenes unfold one by one, ultimately presenting a history of humanity's struggle against the end of the world.
He didn't say the speech had started, but it had already begun.
Aside from gasps of amazement, there was no other noise from the audience.
Zino chuckled softly and continued to control the sand until the history of the struggle ended and everything crumbled into sand.
The sand and gravel, under everyone's watchful eyes, transformed into the emblem of Beijing University. The emblem was originally the color of yellow clay, but gradually it seemed to change in nature, turning into the color of smooth, white porcelain.
This change stunned everyone.
Compared to the tip of the iceberg seen in online videos, what was seen in person was even more moving. Many people stood up from their seats and spontaneously applauded. What they saw today was enough for them to remember for a lifetime.
Laymen only see the spectacle, while experts see the details.
Only those familiar with Zino know that Zino's control over the earth element seems to have reached a new level.
The lights came on completely, and Zino's increasingly captivating face appeared before everyone.
"Students, I'm so glad you're here to listen to a speech by a washed-up internet celebrity," Jinuo joked humorously.
The audience burst into laughter.
"I never expected Professor Ji to be so humorous."
"General Ji has always kept up with the times. You didn't know that his wife is more than ten years younger than him."
Zino continued, "You all know what my principle is. The first person to raise their hand to answer will receive this school badge. It's a rare, collectible porcelain piece made by one of only a few third-tier ability users in the world using their abilities. It's one of a kind in the world!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than someone stood up and loudly replied, "You proposed the doomsday crisis theory, believing that the end of the world may very well come again. You also believe that different worlds may be experiencing the same thing at the same time..."
The person who answered seemed to have prepared thoroughly, as their answer was very detailed.
Zino was very satisfied, with a sense of hope for future successors.
Beijing University is the best university in the country, and he hopes that his position can take root here.
Zino happily handed the porcelain in his hand to the student who answered the question.
Then, he took the microphone and elaborated on his views in more detail.
He spoke in a witty and humorous manner, using sand to illustrate points directly whenever possible, vividly and clearly expressing his views.
After the speech, everyone was still eager for more.
Even after the speech ended, some students were still waiting in the hall, hoping to ask Zino some questions when he came out.
Gino wasn't annoyed at all, so he simply stopped and waited for the students to ask their questions.
The students were overjoyed, and one of them asked, "General Ji, you said that the end times will come again. Could you tell us the approximate date?"
“That’s a very good question,” Zino said approvingly. “Although I’d love to give you a definitive answer, nobody knows for sure. What I can tell you is that there will always be signs of the apocalypse. For example, back then, we had a large-scale outbreak of the flu, and some people awakened their superpowers ahead of time. Or…”
At this point, Zino paused, seemingly considering his choice of words.
The students looked at him expectantly, their eager expressions of seeking his talent were quite touching.
Jinuo sighed and said, "Or someone might be reborn and come from the future to tell us when the apocalypse will break out, so we can prepare. Otherwise, all we can do is monitor changes in big data. Fortunately, the country is becoming more and more sensitive to this issue and its response is becoming more and more timely. If there are any abnormalities, they will inform us immediately."
"Rebirth? From the future?" The students were extremely surprised. This was something mysterious and fantastical, almost like science fiction.
Zino nodded heavily. "That's right, rebirth! Time and space can overlap on a certain level, and the future can undergo many changes. I don't think it's that hard to understand."
The problem arose later.
Zino answered them one by one.
He tried his best to use simple and straightforward language and to argue his point of view from multiple angles.
This delay meant another hour passed before Ji Nuo finally left Beijing University.
He glanced back at the vibrant school, his heart filled with many emotions.
He could only propose a theory; many things would have to wait for future generations to verify.
His lifespan has come to an end, but the school will continue. He hopes that his ideas will truly be passed down, constantly improved and supplemented, and never cease to exist.
He let out a long sigh.
I got in the car and drove towards home.
Beijing University.
Great Hall.
Several students who helped the teacher organize the activity have not yet returned.
After tidying up the messy tables and chairs and cleaning up the trash on the floor, someone took out a CD and said, "What should we do with this video?"
This is a video recording of today's event, capturing the highlights of Zino's performance.
Many students looked at a teacher and prayed for his spirit.
The teacher thought for a moment and said, "Give it to me and I'll lock it in my drawer first. Teacher Lin already recorded it with a camera. I'll keep this as a backup in case there are any problems."
"OK!"
The student handed over the CD, which the teacher locked in a filing cabinet in the Great Hall of the People. After checking it and finding no other issues, the group left the Great Hall together.
"Thud!"
The door is closed.
The noise subsided.
...
The road home is long.
Zino was sitting in the car with his eyes closed, resting, when suddenly his phone rang.
Gino was reluctant to answer; his thoughts were a bit scattered, and he had no interest in talking or chatting.
But today, he gave his phone number to the students.
After thinking about it, I sighed and accepted!
The flowers of our motherland should not be discouraged, but rather carefully nurtured.
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
The voice on the other end of the phone was that of a young man, his voice was very youthful and full of energy.
Zino quickly determined the other person's identity. A student, young, very curious, and very brave.
"I'm Zino! What do you need?"
"You...you really are Zino?" The surprise in his voice was intense, carrying a profound sense of time and space.
A sudden warmth welled up in Ji Nuo's chest. "I am Ji Nuo, who are you?"
"I...I'm sorry, my name is Ji Ze. I'd like to confirm what year it is where you are?"
You could hear Ji Ze swallowing on the phone; his excitement was beyond imagination.
Zino's heart skipped a beat. After what happened with Lin Que, he became more sensitive to things that were hard to explain. His intuition told him that this phone call was very unusual.
The more exciting it is, the calmer you should be.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "2089!"
"2089? Is it really 2089? Are you General Jino, a third-tier earth-type ability user?" Ji Ze's voice trembled, and disbelief seemed to spill out from the phone line.
“Yes!” Zino began to ask questions. “Who are you? Where are you? What year is it where you are?”
Zino's way of asking questions is concise and powerful, with a strong tone that makes people unconsciously follow his rhythm.
Ji Ze over there was obviously too inexperienced, or rather, he was a little excited and flustered. He said incoherently, "I am in the auditorium of Beijing University. My name is Ji Ze. I should be your nth generation grandson. It is 3077 now."
3077?
Zino's heart began to pound slowly; this strange phone call confirmed his suspicions.
With his reason returning, he began to seriously reflect on whether this was a prank.
After all, he had just finished giving a speech at Beijing University, saying that unless there is rebirth or someone from the future tells us the exact date of the apocalypse, we will not know. Immediately afterward, someone called to say that he really was from the future...
It's all too coincidental, no matter how you look at it.
He was now very worried. He wondered which student was so skilled in acting that they had directed and acted in such a play. If he had actually taken their words seriously, he would have become a laughing stock.
He was not afraid of bearing a bad reputation, but he was absolutely unwilling to tarnish his reputation before his theory was verified in words.
"Who exactly are you?" Zino's voice was authoritative.
Ji Ze was on the verge of tears on the phone. "This really is 3077. I really am your grandson, Ji Ze. The apocalypse has really come. I'm hiding in the assembly hall, surrounded by zombies. I found a DVD about you in a drawer, and that's why I tried calling you..."
"CD?" Zino still had many questions; he didn't quite understand the CD.
"Yes! I made a bet with some classmates whether they dared to watch horror DVDs here. I didn't dare to watch those, but I found your DVD instead."
"They'll still be using CDs in 3077?" Zino almost wanted to hang up.
Ji Ze seemed to have discovered his intention and hurriedly said, "No, we have newer ways of storing information. However, CDs have historical significance; many schools display them in their exhibition halls. I'm looking at CDs because a horror CD novel has recently become popular. You know, novelists often give special meanings to things from the past, such as pens, chopsticks, mirrors, and so on. CDs now have this 'nature' too. I'm really not lying..."
Zino grew increasingly calm.
Remaining silent.
Ji Ze cried. "Please, believe me, there really are zombies outside. It's been almost an hour, and it's in complete chaos outside. Blood is flowing in. I just saw someone reach out and tear off another person's head."
Zino interrupted him. "Tell me, what's the purpose of your call? Do you want me to listen to your complaints? And do you really think you and I can talk on the phone across time and space?"
"You said that if someone from the future could tell you the exact date of the end times, it would be a warning. I'm calling now. I am from the future. Please, save us."
Ji Ze's voice was filled with pain, and hidden within it was immense despair.
Zino felt that if a student's acting skills really reached that level, then it wouldn't matter if he lost to him.
He immediately said, "How can you make a time-traveling phone call?"
Ji Ze was a little flustered. "I didn't know. After what happened outside, I just wanted to try it out. I didn't know if I could get through."
"..." Zi Nuo remained silent. "How can you prove that what you're saying is true?"
Ji Ze was dumbfounded. "How can you prove it? How can you prove it? The CD, find the CD. I found it in the bottom drawer of a filing cabinet. Once you find the CD, I can repeat everything you said, word for word."
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