Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 1260 The Earth and the Wind
Dreams and reality are intertwined, reality and illusion are intertwined in parallel.

In the long river of time, a lonely traveler seems to lose himself at any time.

However, whenever the soul is about to scatter, the strong obsession in the heart will form thousands of arms to pull him back.

Until, to complete this fantastic journey beyond time and space.

In the year 732 of the Terran calendar, south of Ursus.

In the endless wilderness, stands an abrupt retro building.

This is a huge bell tower with more than ten floors, resembling a tall tower. This entire building is also the research institute of the largest folk magic organization in Ursas.

at dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the quaint wooden table, and a man covering his face with a hood was sitting at the table, writing something earnestly.

In front of the wooden table, he sometimes stops writing and sometimes thinks back. The memory in his mind seems to be connected with another era, and no one can understand what he wrote.

As of today, he has been writing for several months. Obviously, he has written all the parts he has mastered, but for some reason, he seems to be waiting for something.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a polite knock on the door.

The man stopped writing and said softly.

"Please come in."

It was a staff member of the Magic Research Institute who came in. Standing at the door, she nodded slightly.

"Sir, someone is looking for you. It is a very young girl."

"Well, let her come up."

The staff was taken aback.

"Sir, we have never seen this girl before, don't you want to inquire about it in detail?"

"No, I know who she is."

That night, the man met the petite purple-haired girl in the room, accompanied by a handsome boy with a sword.

Under the dim light, they talked for a long time when they met for the first time.

The girl came here admiringly and asked him a lot of clues about "that adult". Although he didn't answer directly, he gave him the possibility of "existence" from another angle.

The conversation continued late into the night, and eventually the girl stood up with a wooden toy in the shape of a pony.

"Thank you for your patience in answering my questions, I'm leaving."

"Wait a moment."

"Is there anything else?"

The man took out the half-written book from the drawer, with a self-deprecating voice.

"Well, I want you to do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

"I'm ashamed to say that although I have joined this folk magic research society, I don't know anything about magic. I'm currently writing a book. Could you please provide me with some knowledge about magic?"

The purple-haired girl is expressionless.

"Since you don't know spells, why add spell knowledge to the book."

The voice under the man's hood was somewhat helpless.

"I just think that this way it is more like a book, and it can be handed down better."

"Why should it be passed on?"

"I don't know, maybe, it's just a possibility for the future."

The purple-haired girl agreed to the request.

After a period of time, she provided spell knowledge unimaginable to the world through dictation in this room.

Of course, during the process, she also accidentally read the first half of the book, which was a very special kind of writing. Out of curiosity, she simply followed this man to learn some of the writing methods of this kind of writing.

A month later, with the joint efforts of the two, the book was successfully completed.

In the courtyard under the bell tower, there is a huge tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, which provides shade and escapes the heat.

The girl hugged the pony toy and sat quietly under the tree with a blank expression on her face.

"Crack!"

A black-and-white photo was frozen in the camera, and with her own consent, this photo became the only image in this book.

After everything was done, the girl stood up.

Without any polite farewell, she just called softly to the young man who accompanied her all the way.

"Ah Heng, let's go."

"it is good."

The man in the hood held the camera and walked up to the girl and the boy just as they were about to leave.

He first thanked the girl for her help, and then he looked at the handsome boy.

"Young man, I want to ask, what is your name?"

The young man looked arrogant, and replied in a deep voice.

"My name is Xiao Heng."

There was no expression on the face covered by the hood, but judging from the voice, at this moment, his heart was both relieved and desolate.

"Xiao Heng."

"what happened?"

"It's nothing."

The young man took a small amount of luggage, and the two left silently towards the gate.

When she reached the door, the girl stopped.

Turning around slowly, she asked the mysterious man who had been with her for several months.

"That book is hardly understood by anyone in this day and age, so why write it?"

The man's voice was not loud, but there was a firmness in it.

"I only write for myself."

"Yes, does that book have a name?"

"Have."

"But you never told me, is it a secret?"

The man raised his head, and his gaze under the hood turned to the sky.

"No, I can tell you right now, the name of this book is The Earth and the Wind."

It was eerily quiet in the bell tower.

After returning to the empty room, Xia Feng sat at the wooden table and took off his hood.

Taking out a pen, he filled in the name "Earth and Wind" on the cover of the completed book.

For him, the concept of time has changed. For him, it has been a few months, but for him it is just a moment. At the same time, this era is not the end for him.

It is now the year 732 of the Terran calendar, and we are very close to the real "reality".

But this last step is a bit out of reach for him who jumped all the way here.

He didn't know the meaning of the book he left behind. Perhaps, he needed to let the future "Xia Feng" believe in the existence of the previous era through the contents of the book.

But also because of this, the final journey also consumed him a huge amount of energy.

He could clearly feel that the energy accumulated by that "Origin Stone Mountain" was about to be unable to maintain his existence.

He didn't lose his memory, nor did he forget it, just because thinking about it was a luxury for him.

Somehow, he seemed to sense an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

There are many reasons for this sense of disobedience, and he can no longer distinguish them in detail, such as that martial arts forest, that forest, and that empty island.

Sitting in the empty room, stardust-like light spots began to appear on his body.

Close your eyes gently, there is only one question left in your mind.

【The silver coin, did he give it to Styx, or did Styx give it to him? 】

In the end, with this unimportant doubt, he entered the long river of time again.

But with the remnants of his current strength, he was almost certain that he would no longer be able to "get on the road" again.

Unless, a miracle happens.

(End of this chapter)