Lin Ruo blinked, and her eyes fell on the young and handsome face. He was sitting on the ground, with green grass clippings, brown dead leaves and black-gray mud still visible on his body.
Upon seeing this, Lin Ruo immediately understood that Russell seemed to have fallen just now and was most likely tripped by him.
At the same time, a piece of information appeared in Lin Ruo's mind.
After digesting that information, Lin Ruo finally understood what all this was about. This is the historical phantom, or the fifth era, which corresponds to the historical phantom of the Russell period. It was taken from the real history by him in the past.
A cut-out illusory image.
Everything here seems real, because it corresponds to real historical fragments. You can even witness what happened here, travel from one end of the continent to the other, and have normal conversations with the people there.
Everything here is an illusion, because everything that happens in the historical phantom will not really change the past. At most, it will have some impact on reality. For example, if Russell is still alive, he may get some of his own brokenness in the historical phantom.
The memory is limited to this. And the people in the historical phantom, even if they look like real life on the surface, are essentially false, just like a special historical projection.
If Lin Ruo himself had an accident in the historical phantom, such as being killed or something, he would not really die, he would just "wake up" in reality, and if he wanted to leave, it would only be a matter of thought.
The phantom of history is like a dream. No matter how real the dream is, it is still false and will end. Even if Lin Ruo does nothing, as time goes by, when everything reaches the end, the phantom of history will be shattered.
What Lin wants to do is to collect things that bear the traces of Russell in this historical phantom.
As for how to get people after collecting all the traces from Russell's youth to his final death, the information did not say.
"It's like collecting the Dragon Balls to summon the dragon... But I can do such things as cutting the phantoms of history. Who am I?" Lin Ruo complained in the bottom of his heart and looked at the young Russell in front of him.
, but the mood is quite complicated.
This was the first time he saw Russell after losing his memory.
Although it is just a special historical projection, it is worth commemorating.
And... "Perhaps I can still see my past self here? I hope it won't be too cruel." Lin Ruo cursed in his heart, sat up with his body propped up, looked at Russell in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and said: "
Who are you?"
"Shouldn't I be the one to ask you this question?" Russell said angrily. As he spoke, he got up from the ground, patted the grass clippings on his body, and cursed in a low voice, "Unlucky!
"
"I don't think you are unlucky. Maybe today is your lucky day." Lin Ruo said slowly, and also got up from the ground. While getting up, he also looked around.
It's mostly a forest here, but it's not inaccessible.
Lin Ruo's eyes fell on Russell, who was wearing a hunting suit. This made Lin Ruo guess the current time and said, "Today is February 18, 1143?"
According to Russell's diary, Lin Ruo knew that the other party got lost in the woods due to hunting on February 18, 1143, and finally witnessed the battle between the official Extraordinary of the Eternal Sun Church and the wild Extraordinary, and finally opened the
The gate to the new world.
If the time he entered was this day, it would obviously make sense.
"What else?" Russell glanced at Lin Ruo suspiciously. He now wondered whether there was something wrong with this man who was lying and sleeping in the woods with nothing to do.
This made Russell feel even more unlucky today. Even if he got lost in the woods, he fell down and met someone who might have a brain problem.
"There's nothing wrong with my brain, I'm just a little dazed from sleep. Compared to this, are you lost?" Lin Ruo said with a smile, while speaking, he also looked at Russell in front of him.
He was thinking about what the other party's traces would be in this so-called historical phantom segment.
Russell's diary? A commemorative item? Or a precious thing?
"Do you know how to get out?" Russell heard Lin Ruo's words and asked quickly. Although he thought Lin Ruo was suspicious, he had been lost in the woods for a while. Russell obviously wanted to get out more than being cautious.
The heart takes up most of it.
"I don't know." Lin Ruo shook his head, and before Russell showed a disappointed expression, he said, "But I can do divination."
"Are you a fortune teller who came out of nowhere?" Russell, who was still expecting something, said angrily. Obviously, the door to the new world has not yet been opened, and he is not interested in these nonsense things.
.
"Haha." Lin Ruo was not angry, but slowly broke off a branch, preparing to use it as a prop for the next divination.
In fact, thinking about it, he was not in a hurry to collect those so-called things that bear the traces of Russell.
After all, even if he knew that he had a good relationship with Russell and agreed to Bonova's plan to recruit people, Lin Ruo had not recovered much of his memory. When he faced Medici, he still had a face he was most familiar with.
The feeling of a stranger, let alone facing Russell.
Rather than ignoring the scenery in the phantom of history, ignoring the stories that can be witnessed, ignoring the people who can be reacquainted in it, and even the memories that can be restored, and directly immersing himself in collecting things and living as a tool man, Lin Ruo wants to use the
This is an opportunity to get to know Russell again, understand this era that has become history, and even explore some secrets buried in history.
This is no more interesting than being a tool man.
Anyway, no matter how long he stays in the historical phantom, the time when he returns to reality will be random and will hover between one day and a week. In this case, he might as well let himself live more comfortably in the historical phantom and treat it as
It's holiday.
He was indeed too busy during this period, so he just had time to adjust his breathing in the phantom of history.
And... Lin Ruo felt her own conspirator ability, and her eyes darkened for a moment.
He was also curious whether he could digest the magic potion in this historical phantom.
If possible, can we perform the promotion ceremony in this illusory world?
"I'm not a magician, this is a fallacy." While thinking this, Lin Ruo whispered in a voice that only he could hear, which naturally became a god's nagging to Russell.
Lin Ruo fiddled with the branches in his hands and performed divination.
The thing about divination is not the way out, but where the extraordinary people will fight.