mythical visionary

Chapter 76 Sure enough, I still don't want you to die, Surtur

Two hours ago, on a mountain road outside Huanjing.

Hogg yawned, touched his swollen nose, and walked forward listlessly, his wobbly back looked like a bear about to hibernate.

He is wondering where he will sleep this time, Siberia?Arctic?Or the Antarctic... or the waters near Norway.In any case, because the mythical will of the frost giants likes places with cold climates, Hogg will either sleep on the ice sheet, or choose to dive into the deep sea and sleep at a height of tens of thousands of miles under the sea. It will drive away the surrounding marine life, and it doesn't have to worry about being woken up.

Just when Hogg was about to stop a truck on the side of the road and begged the owner to give him a ride, the pocket of the woolen coat suddenly vibrated, and there was a notification sound for receiving a text message.

Hogg withdrew his outstretched arm, raised his eyebrows, and even raised his drooping eyelids. There was undisguised surprise in his deep and energetic eyes.

He couldn't figure out who would text him, he had no relatives in this world, and the last family member died 200 years ago, when most of his friends either died of old age or had lost touch with him.Every time he wakes up from a deep sleep, years or decades have passed, and when he opens his eyes again, the whole world has changed drastically, from the age of steam, to the age of electricity, and now to the age of information.

This solitary giant is always startled every time he leaves the deep sea and leaves the glacier.

At the beginning, when Hogg saw the cars appearing on the street, he even thought it was some kind of monster, and was so frightened that he built an iceberg in front of him. The mythical effect that spread out at that time almost caused him to be sequenced on the streets of London. captured by the organization.

Later, Hogg stopped making such a fuss, and every time he fell asleep on the seabed or in the ice field, he always comforted himself in his heart.

"No matter how bad the world becomes, I will definitely be able to adapt."

But on the day when he woke up eight years ago, he swam from the Atlantic Ocean to New York in the form of a mythical frost giant, and then changed into a human form. When he hitchhiked into the city center, he looked up and saw tall buildings like steel giants. Standing tall, their surfaces are embedded with huge LED display screens. The news of the selection of a new president is shown on the screen. He is walking in the middle of the bustling crowd, and the citizens of New York are playing with their mobile phones with their heads down. There are planes passing by with the roar above their heads. , leaving only a bunch of spiral clouds across the sky.

At that time, he was still wearing a woolen coat left over from the Soviet era, standing in the heart of this steel jungle, listening to the noisy sound of the information age, feeling as if he was submerged in the flood of changing times, Just about to suffocate.For some reason, he suddenly raised a revolver in the crowd of people coming and going, pointed it at his head, and prepared to end his life.

With the cold muzzle pressed against his forehead, Hogg recalled his dead parents and his wife 200 years ago, who was his only wife. He watched her grow from young to old with his own eyes, and the corners of her beautiful eyes gradually crawled. Wrinkled, and finally turned into a pair of skeletons and buried in the ground.

But he remains the same, and the power of the frost giant will stop his body from aging.

The rain in Moscow was so cold that Hogg was heartbroken. Every time he woke up, he would visit Moscow, until this time when he went back, he found that the tombstones of his wife and family members had disappeared.Because that mountain belongs to others now, the cemetery he built by himself has been destroyed.

At this time, passers-by quickly noticed Hogg's strange appearance, but they all just took out their mobile phones and "clicked" to take pictures of his desperate and dignified face.

It seemed that no one could see the loneliness and sadness in his eyes.

Hogg lowered his head, and hundreds of years of memories flashed like a revolving lantern. Soon he was surrounded by crowds, and the flashing light of his mobile phone made his spirit on the verge of collapse.

"Is this some street reality show?"

"This shape is too funny, like a primitive man, but the height is almost two meters."

"Hahaha, there must be a lot of views on YouTube. Is that thing in his hand a toy gun?"

"This is the kind of whole-person show used to scare people. Are there people around who are filming our reactions?"

Just when Hogg was about to pull the trigger, a Chinese man dressed casually and wearing reading glasses walked out from the crowd.

The Chinese man patted Hogg on the shoulder, and said in bird language that Hogg couldn't understand: "Hey, your outfit is quite interesting." He seemed to be speaking English.

"Do you know Russian?" Hogg resisted the urge to hit him.

"Yes." The Huaxia man picked up a cigarette and said in Russian, "What are you doing here?"

Hogg had a complicated expression on his rough face. He wanted to say a lot. He wanted to say that he had been sleeping at the North Pole. When he woke up, someone fired a bazooka at him, saying that he was the enemy of mankind.I want to say that his family members are all dead, and the last bloodline of the family was cut off decades ago. He is already alone in this world.

But in the end, he slowly put down the pistol that was on his forehead.

Hogg found that he seemed to want to live.He just hoped that he could be seen by the world, even if he was alone, it would make him not so lonely.

"I...I want that thing made of iron, can you take me to buy it?" Hogg stretched out his thick finger, pointing to the mobile phone held in the hand of the bystander.

"You don't have a mobile phone?" Huaxia looked at him strangely.

Hogg was silent for a long time, then nodded: "You call this a 'mobile phone'?"

"Correct."

"I don't have a cell phone, but I want to have one."

"Okay, I'll take you to buy it, do you have any money?"

"I don't have any money," Hogg said slowly, "but I have a bottle of wine from 1888. I think this thing should be worth something?" He took out a bottle from his wool coat and wrapped it in thick paper. The label attached to the bottle of beer has been eroded by time so that it cannot be seen clearly.

"Really, 1888?" The Chinese were a little surprised.

"Yes, it has always existed in my cave." Hogg grinned and said proudly, but he soon realized that he had said something wrong, "Uh... left by my ancestors."

"Let's go to the toast shop over there and have a chat. I'll treat you to something."

"Ok."

When they arrived at the toast shop, the two sat down facing each other, and the Huaxia man said, "You can call me 'boss', my friends all jokingly call me that."

"What?"

"Because I want to open a coffee shop."

"Coffee?" Hogg was speechless, "I'm really not used to drinking that stuff, it's too bitter."

"It's true that not everyone is used to drinking." The boss shrugged his shoulders, and then asked: "You are a myth carrier, right?"

Hogg froze in place, he stared blankly at the Chinese man: "How do you know?"

"Sultur told me." The boss said, "I am also a myth carrier, and my myth sequence is the flame giant in Norse mythology."

"Such a coincidence?" Hogg lowered his voice, "Then our mythological sequences are related, mine is the frost giant Ymir, but Ymir never talks to me... It seems that your relationship with the will of the mythology Not bad?" What he meant was: Your Mythological Sequence level should not be high, at least definitely not up to the fourth level, otherwise how could the Mythological Will corrupted by the self-destructive consciousness communicate with the owner in a friendly manner?

"There is something wrong with my mythological sequence, it is suppressed in a wonderful position, not up or down..."

The boss laughed at himself: "All in all, I can no longer transform into a mythical body, but Surtur's mythical will is also very stable, and it won't think about occupying my body."

"So you won't lose control?" Hogg asked in surprise.

"Yes."

"In this way, isn't it almost like a normal person?" Hogg's tone was a little envious.

"Yes, I wish I could live like this." The boss said softly, "But this kind of life is based on the sacrifice of others."

"what you mean?"

"I lost control a few months ago, I destroyed a child's hometown and killed many innocent people."

Hogg was stunned. This was obviously the last thing he wanted to see. It was precisely to prevent the Frost Giant from going berserk that he would often sleep on the seabed and glaciers.

"Is that when your myth sequence was damaged?" he asked.

"Yes," the boss said, "I destroyed that village at that time, and only one child survived. That child was a sequencer. He has a very wonderful sequence, and he can even create a mythical carrier."

"Create a mythological carrier?" Hogg winked.

"He created a dragon with rainbow-colored scales on his body. I fought the dragon to a tie. In the end, we fell into the sea together. When I came back to my senses, I landed on a small island. At that time At the time, my myth sequence has been damaged."

"This is too nonsense."

"It's nonsense," said the boss, "so as you can see, I'm looking for that rainbow dragon, and I want to find out some secrets about that child."

"Even if it's true, it's too hard to find, like looking for a needle in a haystack." Hogg said disdainfully.

"If it wasn't for Surtur's mythical will that could smell the breath of other mythological sequences, and it was willing to tell me, otherwise I wouldn't come looking for it so stupidly." The boss smiled.

"Then did you find it?"

"No," the boss shook his head helplessly, "I'm already planning to give up. I heard rumors that he saw a dancing rainbow in Tokyo at night, so I went to Japan. This time I went to New York. It's also because there are similar rumors here, but I still can't find that rainbow dragon. It seems to have become more and more adapted to human society, so it is less and less discovered by others. Maybe it has learned to pretend to be a normal person to live gone."

"The more you listen, the more nonsense it becomes. A child of a Sequencer created a mythology carrier, and this mythology carrier has turned into an adult life?" Hogg took the bacon toast handed over by the waiter.

"Yeah, I don't have to lie to you." The boss sighed, "I just want to say, if you ever see it, please be sure to contact me."

"How do I contact you?"

"Mobile phone, I'll take you to buy it later."

"Oh, that little iron thing has this function."

"Why don't you know the phone?" the boss asked.

"Hey, every time my mythological sequence is about to get out of control, I will transform into a frost giant, go to the bottom of the sea or the North Pole to sleep, and it will be normal after waking up."

"You sleep for many years every time?" The boss froze for a moment.

"It's been many years." Hogg gnawed on the toast, "Compared to these, I'm more curious, how is the child you mentioned?"

"He's in a mental sanatorium." The boss said, "The sequencers covered up what I did. They didn't want the public to know the existence of the myth carrier, so the only one who knew the truth was thought to be mentally ill. I went to The hospital saw him once, but did not speak to him."

"Hey, this kid is really pitiful."

"I brought him this disaster." The boss said slowly, "so I will go to him and try to make up for him as much as I can,"

"Haha, it's fine if they don't kill you, and you still need compensation?"

"No," the boss said firmly, "I won't be Surtur anymore, I'm just the owner of a coffee shop."

Hogg stared at him for a while before saying, "Do whatever you want."

"By the way, don't sell your bottle of wine."

"Why?" Hogg looked outside, and almost every passerby carried a mobile phone, "If I don't sell it, I don't have the money to buy a mobile phone."

"I'll buy it for you." The boss smiled, "Then we'll share that bottle of old wine from 1888. What do you think of this idea?"

"Okay, I hope you drink enough."

Hogg recovered from the memories and found that he was still standing on the road on the mountainside. He wiped his pants with his hands to wipe off the oil, and then took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his woolen coat. He looked down at the road. The eye screen is a message from the "boss".

"Did that old thing finally change his mind..." Hogg smiled. He was a little happy for some reason. Surtur is his last friend in this world. How lonely it must be to wake up from a decade-long slumber.

"I said before that if Mingwei is in danger in the future, I hope you can help him." The boss said.

Hogg scratched the stubble of his chin, thinking that it turned out that Surtur didn't change his mind, but was explaining the funeral.

He sighed softly, stretched out his thick fingers, pressed the keys one by one, and then sent a message: "What danger is this kid in?" He didn't know how to use a mobile phone originally, and the boss taught him eight years ago.

"He was taken away by the Sequencer organization, and he is in the UK, but he came back from leave these two days, and I can meet him." The boss.

Hogg was stunned for a long time before typing and sending: "You are really good, the child who has been raised for so long has become a sequencer."

"Protect him for me. I beg you. Since he is a Sequencer, he will have to fight against the mythical carrier in the future. He has no idea how powerful those monsters are." The boss.

"Okay, when I wake up later, I'll help you see how this kid is doing." Hogg shrugged.

"Hey, it sounds really unreliable... This is Mingwei's current photo. You should remember his appearance, but don't forget it when you wake up." The boss.

Hogg raised his eyebrows, looked at the photo sent by the boss, and couldn't help muttering: "Why does this kid look exactly like the 'Black Wukong' in the past life meeting?"

The van he had tried to stop had already left.

Hogg put away his mobile phone and stood alone on the empty mountain road for a long time. The scorching winter sun made his figure a little lonely, and there were no cars passing by on the road.

It took him a long time to scratch his messy hair, then turned his head with a sigh, and walked down the mountain the same way.

"really……"

"I still don't want you to die, Surtur."

Back in time to the present, above the ruins of the old Jingmai block.

Xia Mingwei raised his head and stared blankly at the gigantic shadow across the sky. The arrival of the frost giant made the rainstorm condense into hail and fell. The whole world seemed to return to the Ice Age. human cheek.

Zeus, whose whole body was glowing with thunder, also raised his head slowly, staring at the Frost Giant with day-like eyes, and said in a cold accent, "It's you, Ymir." Its voice was quite majestic, like the evening bell of a church. , echoing in the ruins round and round.

Frost Giant Ymir looked down from above and roared undeniably: "Did you hear that, Zeus, if you dare to touch this kid, then I will definitely kill you——!"

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