Chapter 133 Spore Memory (17) (1st update + 2nd update + 0.5 update) [VIP]
There are errors in the historical records.
Although we don't know what the mistake is, it must be a huge lie that can cause a scholar who studies this period of history to collapse in faith.
In this space, Ding Dynasty is actually a hot topic in historical research, not for any other reason but because it has left behind a lot of historical materials.
From official history to unofficial history to the poems and songs of literati and to the legends handed down from the folk for more than a thousand years, there are innumerable research directions left for future generations. Even if you randomly pick out a few graduate students in the room next door, they still cannot all be studying in one direction.
Finding the error in the work of these students is extremely difficult for outsiders who are not native residents of this space.
After all, among the eight of them gathered together, only the member of the [Maetron Society] was relatively familiar with Emperor Ding Min of Ding Dynasty. This familiarity was based on his own obsession and the premise that he began to make up for his knowledge after entering this space.
If we really talk about professionalism, this member is definitely not as good as these history experts.
Yunling used the excuse of being seconded for a national project, so naturally he couldn't be too exploitative.
After midnight, no matter how much information was left, many of the students, many of whom had just flown in from other places in the morning, could not hold on any longer. The receptionist sent by Wasber and Yunling to the Maetlon Society checked the time and wisely did not disturb the exploration team members' discussion. Instead, he opened the door of the large conference room next door and arranged all the students who were still working inside to stay in the hotel.
In order to prevent accidents, Yunling chose his own office location, and the hotel arranged for the students was also nearby.
After all the students had been arranged into rooms, the two receptionists returned to their office and saw that only the lights in the room where the exploration team members were were still on.
Hua Sibo went forward and knocked on the door. From inside the door, he could faintly hear Guan Hongyan's voice: "This one died in 935 AD, and that one was demoted in 933 AD. The time doesn't match! If these two people appeared together, it could only be before 933 AD. But in 933 AD, this emperor hadn't even started offering sacrifices."
"Let me see," Yun Guang's voice came, "In which year was the capital moved?"
"In 940 AD," a somewhat unfamiliar voice said, "the site of this sacrifice appeared in Dian Province. According to this timeline, the sacrifice must have taken place after 940. These two people could not have appeared."
"Knock knock." Wasber knocked on the door again.
"Wait a minute, someone is coming." Yun Guang stopped everyone from discussing and opened the door.
"Xiao Hua?" He looked at Hua Sibo outside the door and blinked, "Is there any new information next door?"
"Uh... no, it's almost one o'clock," Hua Sibo raised the plastic bag in his hand, "All the students next door have returned to the hotel, Brother Yun, aren't you hungry?"
Since these students arrived in the afternoon, the two groups of investigators have never left the room. Even the delivery of materials is done by the receptionist of the adjacent group who shuttles between the two rooms.
Only then did Yun Guang notice the plastic bag in Hua Sibo's hand.
"We just went to the store downstairs that is still open to pack up..." Before Wasber could finish his words, a voice suddenly came from the room behind him.
"What does it smell like?"
As Wasber lifted the plastic bag in his hand, a strange fragrance began to fill the room.
His great senior schoolmate She Mochu, with his face covered by a popular science book on Ding Dynasty history for primary school students, was half lying on a bench made of three stools in the corner, looking drowsy.
As a result, after smelling this scent, he suddenly came back to life and raised his head from the pile of documents around him, and looked towards the door with critical eyes.
"... Malatang." Hua Sibo was startled by the sudden appearance of his senior, and paused for a long time before finishing his last sentence.
At this late hour, the only restaurants still open are Haidilao and 7-Eleven fast food restaurants and roadside shops.
After sending a group of students back to the hotel, they walked towards the office building. When they passed by an alley, they saw a faint yellow light in the alley and smelled a familiar smell. Then they vaguely remembered that the eight people who were still in the building seemed to have not finished their meal yet.
The owner of the Malatang shop was preparing to close and was packing up the vegetables that had not been sold today. Hua Siber and his companions went in and directly bought up all the remaining fresh-cut vegetables and meat in the cabinet. The boss, who was originally preparing to close the shop, immediately smiled so hard that his teeth were visible, and started cooking again very quickly without even asking for the packaging fee.
"Because we don't know what your taste is, we didn't ask for any seasoning," said Wasber as he put the packed dishes on the table.
The table in the next room was not really a good place to eat.
Various materials were piled cluttered on the table, and papers with various numbers written on them could be seen everywhere. They should be used to organize the biographies and birth and death dates of those who participated in the sacrifice. There were messy colored handwriting flying all over the paper, and one could almost feel the collapse of the owner of the handwriting when he wrote these words through this thin piece of paper.
A group of people spent a long time tidying up the table, but they were unable to organize the information on it in an orderly manner, so they had to choose to eat in another room.
The tables in the large conference room next door were mostly filled with half-finished work by students. The group searched the entire office floor for a long time before they found a room that could be used for dining.
Wasber and another receptionist dragged two stools from the next room, and the group finally sat down safely.
"The Malatang restaurant was about to close, and there weren't many dishes left, so we asked the boss to cook them all," Wasber explained. "If there are any food taboos, just point them out. We'll try to be more careful next time."
It’s good enough to have food to eat, there’s no need to avoid any food.
The exploration team members, who had been busy all night and almost forgot about being hungry, said nothing. They opened the lids of the takeaway boxes and prepared to eat.
Bai Jinshu also casually broke off his chopsticks, and then he subtly discovered that there was no trace of coriander in the bowl of packaged spicy hot pot.
He decisively turned his head and looked in the direction of Guan Hongyan.
Guan Hongyan's policy of "not eating coriander" has taken effect.
The backlash from the last time he used this fixed attribute has not healed yet, and Guan Hongyan is still vomiting blood intermittently.
According to previous experience of using this miracle, after naming an unknown thing as coriander, the exploration team members need to keep calling it coriander.
But this time she suddenly vomited blood, so everyone assumed she had failed at first and no one dared to mention it.
So in theory, this naming is a failure, because calling it "coriander" has not been widely and firmly recognized.
But judging from her behavior, she seemed to have been affected by this thing all the time. From this, Bai Jinshu and Yun Guang both concluded that there was something around them all the time.
But whether Guan Hongyan's fixed attributes worked or failed has always been a mystery.
Now it seems...her fixed attributes are still functioning normally.
This also means that her vomiting of blood was not actually a backlash, but was taking effect.
But she couldn't drive this thing away.
Since there were two reception members present, the exploration team members did not discuss too much about the investigation and exploration during the meal, but instead talked about some light topics.
"I used to eat this kind of spicy hot pot often when I was in college," Yue Shan said as he ate. "At that time, we were poor and could only afford to eat expensive food on weekends. In the entire cafeteria, only the spicy hot pot restaurant had the poor man's set meal. If the leaves were smaller, they would be similar to what I ate back then."
Guan Hongyan raised her eyebrows: "You have been to school."
Yue Shan: "...I'll say it one last time. Just because I dress like I'm from the Middle Ages doesn't mean I'm from the Middle Ages."
When will their organization's team uniforms be changed?
I don't know how many times I've been mistaken for a remnant of the Middle Ages. Although the organization really needs sponsorship, can you please understand that most of the unknown spaces are modern?
[Maetlon's outfit when he first appeared was really pretty. 】
[They look like four cold sharks. If I were the boss, I would also like this tune. ]
【It is just not suitable for modern society. 】
[Be content, at least you are wearing the organization's characteristic clothing. If you are asked to wear an advertising shirt when entering the space, then you are really poor. ]
[You remind me of the last unlucky guy who entered the space wearing a Coco Tree brand coconut juice style advertising shirt...]
[It was so funny. That live broadcast was almost as lively as this one. Half of the foundation came to watch them laugh.]
…
At this time, naturally there were not many people in the live broadcast. There were only a few people chatting on the public screen, talking about everything from organization sponsorship to various random topics.
On the screen, the exploration team members were almost finishing their meal and preparing to leave.
What good things are left when the Malatang restaurant is about to close? Most of them are some scattered vegetable leaves and potato chips and sweet potato chips that are cut into small pieces so that customers are reluctant to take them away.
These fresh-cut vegetables cannot be eaten after one night, so the leftovers have to be disposed of. If it weren’t for Wasber and the others this time, they would probably have been thrown directly into the kitchen by the boss.
Apart from these, the largest amount of items in the bowl were actually some frozen foods, such as beef meatballs and crab chops and crab sticks. Perhaps the boss felt it was embarrassing to leave only these, so he stuffed a lot of these frozen meats into the bowl, filling up the entire bowl.
Anyway, it all feels the same to She Mochu.
Since they were taking away food, Hua Sibo and the others did not bring back any seasonings. The flavors that tasted just right to other people were bland to She Mochu's mouth, and were no different from eating plain water and toilet paper.
Bai Jinshu yawned and picked at the food in the bowl in a nonchalant manner.
It was already past one in the morning and he was feeling a little sleepy.
Just as he yawned and tears uncontrollably appeared in his eyes, blurring his vision slightly, he suddenly caught something in the bowl that instantly woke him up.
--mushroom.
To be more precise, it was a piece of oyster mushroom.
It must have been what was left over by the customers during the day. This piece of oyster mushroom was small and thin, and was pressed to the bottom by a pile of instant meat. When Bai Jinshu had almost eaten all the frozen meat on top, the piece of oyster mushroom slowly floated up from the bottom of the bowl.
For some reason, the vegetables that were once seen everywhere now have a hint of horror in this space.
Bai Jinshu narrowed his eyes.
He might know why that biology PhD student went crazy.
What a coincidence! Why did he suddenly go crazy and start hacking people in the cafeteria?
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The next morning, when everyone began to check the list of personnel for the sacrifice of Emperor Dingmin, Bai Jinshu took the time to look for the members of the Grand Duchy of Shouling who had already cooperated with the police investigation.
"You ask that junior fellow student..." The captain on the other side thought for a moment, "His body was later sent for a forensic autopsy. No drug residue was found. The possibility that he suddenly attacked people after taking a high was ruled out. In the end, it was determined that his mentor died suddenly when he was about to graduate, and he took revenge on society because of excessive pressure."
The line of the biology doctor has been pushed to a point where there is only one clue, which is the doctoral supervisor's senior brother. The senior brother who blinded himself has been transferred to the Second Yunnan Hospital for hospitalization. They told the outside world that it was convenient for him to rest in the Second Yunnan Hospital. In fact, they were afraid that the thing that was secretly monitoring their actions would not realize that they had discovered the key to the clue and planned to kill this senior brother, so they asked Yunling to protect him.
The Second Hospital of Southern Yunnan is a psychiatric hospital under Yunling's command. It has extensive experience in treating cases of loss of sanity after encountering a type of creature called the Killer. That brother was just transferred to another hospital yesterday, and a doctor had already discovered that his performance was a very classic case of loss of sanity.
This instead further strengthened Bai Jinshu's judgment that he must know something.
"After the police investigated the interpersonal relationships of that junior, they found that the only thing that could have prompted him to suddenly seek revenge on society was his delayed graduation," the captain on the other side continued, "We also have the surveillance footage of the cafeteria when he suddenly went crazy. Do you want to take a look?"
"Okay, send it to me." Bai Jinshu nodded.
The captain of the Grand Duchy of Shouling went to talk to the receptionist Sister Song. After a while, a USB flash drive was handed over, which contained a slightly blurry surveillance video.
In the video, the junior brother walked into the restaurant very normally at the beginning, then went to the food window to order a set meal of his choice, found an empty table, sat down, and ate while looking at his phone.
The unexpected happened when we were almost done with the meal.
I don’t know if he saw something on his phone or on the plate, but this junior brother suddenly stood up from the stool and hurried towards the kitchen behind the cafeteria stall.
Then what he saw in the video in the chat history was that a cafeteria aunt came out to stop him, but he went straight up and slapped the aunt. Then when everyone surrounded him, he suddenly picked up a knife from the chopping board next to him and started to indiscriminately chop people.
"The police later checked his phone," the captain of the Grand Duchy of Shouling sent a message at a very timely moment, "and found that he was looking at information related to delayed graduation, so... he might have suddenly suffered a mental breakdown."
But this reason cannot explain why he went to the cafeteria kitchen.
Bai Jinshu narrowed his eyes slightly and dragged the progress bar to watch the video over and over again for more than ten times.
It's hard to see what he killed. If he saw another world at that time, then from the perspective of this junior brother, could it be that the people behind him who were chopping with kitchen knives were actually the monsters surrounding him?
But in this case... a new problem arises.
Why people who see the other side of the world have two extremely extreme deviations.
One type of person's aggression is directed toward others, and they start hacking people with a knife.
One type of aggression is directed toward oneself, believing that only suicide can solve all of this, and even calling it: for the sake of humanity.
Bai Jinshu returned to the building where he was working from the police station, looking thoughtful.
Today is the thirteenth day since they entered this unknown space.
The four clues in this space all seem to be converging towards the same answer.
"Changlan," he stopped in front of the conference room and called Changlan, "How is the situation going over there?"
About two days have passed since Chang Lan's hasty departure. Whatever problems there are in that secluded tribe should have been investigated clearly, right?
"Stop talking," Chang Lan sighed, "I'm in this village right now. I've been searching for more than a day without sleep. This village is completely normal. There's nothing inside. I can't understand why the village chief didn't let us in."
He searched the village for a long time these days, but did not find anything related to the Ke system. However, he saw quite a few policemen.
"Yunling originally sent people to deal with the situation in this village, but when they arrived, they found that there was nothing to deal with. Most of the villagers were dead, and they all committed suicide or killed each other within their families. The most tragic thing was that several children were strangled to death in their quilts by their own parents before they were even one year old."
"Strangle to death?" Bai Jinshu raised his voice.
"Yes, they strangled them to death," Chang Lan said. "After strangling their children, these people committed suicide in their houses. We were not there when the police first left the country. I heard that the whole village was as quiet as death. If you pushed open a door, you could see the dead bodies in the house. The police who responded were scared half to death."
Bai Jinshu imagined the scene and found it quite scary.
"What's even more frightening is that when the police went in, there were actually some alive..." Chang Lan's voice became difficult to describe, "but when the villagers who survived saw the police... they were very scared, and at one point the police thought that the dead in the village were attacked by some outsiders."
Later, after multiple investigations, the police who went to the village to investigate the case discovered this unbelievable fact: most of the deaths in the village were suicides, and all the incapable children were killed by their guardians.
These people seemed to have gone there with a determination to...extinct their own race.
This secluded tribe is considered to be a relatively large village in this mountainous area. Although the lifestyle is still very retro, large electrical appliances are rarely seen in the entire village, and there are no clothing and accessories that are popular in the outside world. However, such a large village, without its own arable land, will eventually need to communicate with the outside world.
According to the accounts of villagers from other villages, the people in their village have always been very strange.
They will wrap themselves up tightly when traveling. Even in the hottest summer, they will wear long sleeves, long pants and gloves, and cover their entire faces with white masks. Their village is well-known for being a weirdo village.
In the early years, they suspected that the people in this village all had skin diseases such as vitiligo, so it was inconvenient for them to see people, or they all had leukemia, so even if they went out, they could not see too much sunlight.
But later, as the exchanges between villages increased, they also saw these people not wrapping themselves up tightly.
Just very normal appearance and skin.
These people also have some very strange customs. They do not welcome any outsiders into their village.
Without their own arable land, the mainstay of the village's economy is a local popular handicraft. Every month, there are fixed consignees who come to their village to collect these handicrafts. However, over the years, the people in their village have never allowed the purchasing drivers to enter their village.
In comparison, the villagers in other villages are slightly better. Although their attitude is also exclusionary, they are occasionally invited in on very rare occasions, but they are not allowed to enter the villagers' rooms.
And the xenophobia in this village does not stop there. They are also very xenophobic when it comes to weddings and funerals, and will almost only marry people from the same village.
This behavior of only marrying people from the same village does not seem to be an unreasonable rule like village rules, but a subconscious behavior that becomes a custom after everyone agrees on it.
It seemed as if the people in the village had never considered the possibility of marrying outsiders.
Over time, the strangeness of this village became known to everyone in the surrounding area.
"How was this matter handled in the end?" Bai Jinshu frowned and continued to ask while leaning against the wall.
"Finally..." Chang Lan said helplessly, "Didn't I tell you just now? This village is extremely resistant to intermarriage with outsiders, so for hundreds of years, at least hundreds of years, all of these villagers have been marrying close relatives. Pick any two people out of the village and they will definitely have unclear relatives, so this matter has been classified as a mental illness."
"Marriage between close relatives can lead to defects in children, such as increased incidence of certain diseases, such as albinism, hemophilia, or physical defects rarely seen in normal people, such as physical deformities," Chang Lan gave an example. "Close relatives carry many of the same recessive genetic disease genes, so the police suspect that everyone in this village has inherited the same mental illness."
Otherwise it would be impossible to explain why they suddenly started committing suicide.
Bai Jinshu tapped his fingertips on the table unconsciously: "Where is Yunling? What did Yunling say?"
"No traces of the K-world were found in Yunling's village. The few people who survived in the village have gone crazy. The police said they went crazy because they saw their relatives and friends killing each other. They couldn't stand the shock and were sent to the Diannan Second Hospital yesterday. Didn't you see it?"
Bai Jinning recalled that when he went to meet the three archaeologists yesterday, it seemed that there was indeed a patient in the bed next to him that had been empty before.
"Were there no traces of any kind of creatures related to the C-type found in this village?" He emphasized the word "any".
"No," Chang Lan replied firmly, "Absolutely not."
That's strange.
Chang Lan should have heard his subtext. What he meant was whether there were any traces related to mushrooms found in this village.
But Changlan said absolutely not.
So why did the people in this village suddenly commit suicide?
Could it be that the trigger is more than just mushrooms?
Bai Jinshu pushed open the door of the conference room while thinking deeply.
Guan Hongyan and the others had been sorting out the information in there for the whole morning. When they saw him coming, they raised their heads and said, "She Mochu, you've come just in time."
"We have just determined the time of the sacrifice they entered." The room was filled with all kinds of messy information and a smell of second-hand smoke.
Bai Jinshu stood at the door in disdain and did not go in: "When?"
"After Emperor Dingmin's death." Yue Shan continued.
After death?
Isn’t that the great sacrifice that was not recorded?
Yue Shan shook the information in his hand anxiously, "This means that everything we are doing now is meaningless."
They wanted to determine which sacrifice it was in order to obtain detailed information about the sacrifice from historical records.
But the sacrifice they entered happened to be the only one that was not recorded.
"No...it still makes sense," Bai Jinshu pondered for a moment, "I remember yesterday that the reason you judged the historical records to be problematic was that many loyal ministers appeared at the sacrifice who shouldn't have been there."
So according to common sense, they would definitely not appear at the sacrificial ceremony held by the new emperor after the death of Emperor Dingmin.
But they just showed up.
Therefore, this sacrifice to them must not be as absurd and unreasonable as recorded in historical documents.
It can even be said that their appearance at the sacrificial ceremony after Emperor Dingmin's death proved that they supported the event.
So why did Emperor Dingmin's reputation become like this? It must be the result of these people's manipulation.
Yue Shan had said before that the power of the Ding Dynasty was not entirely in the hands of the emperor. A large part of it was divided up by the aristocratic families. It was only because all the old ministers in these families had died in the early days of Emperor Dingmin's reign, leaving the families without successors, that he was allowed to take back the power.
But yesterday Guan Hongyan discovered the problem. It happened that a person who died in 935 AD according to records appeared at this sacrificial ceremony in 950 AD.
This means he is not dead at all.
This goes on to explain…did Emperor Dingmin really take back the power that was said to have been “taken back from the aristocratic families”?
If it had not been taken back, how could such a ridiculous emperor possibly make the court listen to his ridiculous plan to move the capital?
Unless these actions are mutually recognized and agreed upon by them.
What caused the three archaeological team members to lose faith was that, starting from Emperor Ding Min, the history of the Ding Dynasty was completely false.
Going back in time, since the history during the reign of Emperor Dingmin is false, what about the history before that?
What about other dynasties?
It would be fine if history was written by the victors, but the problem we are facing now is obviously that a major event has occurred in history that has been concealed for thousands of years and has not been discovered by anyone.
This major event is likely to concern all existing historical discipline frameworks, because no one knows which historical facts were fabricated by the ancients at that time in order to cover up this incident.
Is this the only major event in history that has been concealed?
They agreed to conceal a truth, and for this purpose, countless old ministers of three dynasties pretended to die, a group of children from noble families would rather be someone else's wedding dress, an emperor was willing to endure eternal infamy, and a dynasty was willing to die in this way for three generations.
They revised the history books and falsified history.
However, while concealing the truth, this absurd act must be explained to the whole world.
Thus, a well-known tyrant was born.
Or to put it another way, what was born was not a tyrant, but a scapegoat who they fabricated and who could not be traced at all.
"The Imperial Master during the reign of Emperor Dingmin..." Bai Jinshu lowered his chin and looked at the pile of documents on the table. "Does this person really exist?"
The author has something to say:
I spread the lines and lay ambushes like a fairy scattering flowers, and I gather the lines logically like a cat sorting out the threads
Why are there so many foreshadowings? I am wrapping up now.jpg
By the way, I want to recommend my wife's series of series! The two of us are the family of the cold circle god of war (close your eyes)
"Players All Think I'm an Evil God" by Lion Galaxy
——The following copy——
One day, Lann traveled through time and space to the body of an unlucky man with the same name and surname as himself who had just escaped from a fire, and gained a second life and inhuman beauty.
Doesn’t it sound like a great start, and all that’s left is to reach the peak of life?
Yes, Lann thought so too, if this was not a world where the evil god of Kr existed.
#Monsters seem to like him very much#
#Question: In this world where I have become a popular figure, is there any hope for me? #
Lane has already started, quietly waiting for death in the horror hospital at night. Who would have thought that someone would stumble into his world and sacrifice his own life just hoping that he could survive.
Lane was impressed for a while until he got the game forum.
#Just died, let me share my new wife with you all, I have become my wife's white moonlight! #
#…Something is wrong, run! Your wife is obviously an evil spirit! #
Lan:? ...
In the 23rd century, holographic stealth technology has already matured. With this technology, traditional tabletop role-playing games such as coc and dnd have regained their second spring, and countless players have entered the game to experience their second life.
Because there are too many platforms to choose from on the market, the number of players is unprecedentedly dispersed, until a holographic platform appears quietly and becomes popular on the entire Internet on the first day.
Nothing else, the poster is just too beautiful!
"If you don't understand, just ask, does this beauty really exist?"
"This is definitely app99, I'm going to lick it! Wife, stick with me!"
"You shameless old thief! You're using death to gain favor. This is obviously my wife!"
"Haha, beauty beyond human imagination is impossible to draw, it's just average (pull up pants)"
While players are raving about the model, there is a heated discussion about whether Lann is an evil god or a special NPC.
"Look, look over there~ Look at his face that's obviously better than 99, and then look at the fact that players will lose sanity when facing him, oh come on, it's obvious that he is the evil god! (Musical tune)"
Lane: ?
Player B: We should be more cautious and look at the NPCs surrounding him before making a decision.
A two-meter-tall roommate, a police chief suspected of participating in a special rally, the boss of the city's largest gang, a fanatic with a dual personality, a gardener with special XP...
They all looked at him with fanatic eyes:
Players: Evil God, yes, he is 100% the Evil God!
Lan: ...No, I really am not!
#Please NPCs stop backstabbing me#
#I'm really not an evil god! #
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