In order to become a formal defender, Elia decided to go back to the defender's College for further study, but it took two years, and there was no news.
In fact, there is basically no such thing in the astral world. Zhao Nan has estimated that if he doesn't see the green girl with long hair any later, he should also take action. No matter where he is, catch a boundary keeper alive and come back.
Tuoba Xiaocao was most happy, "Yo, chick, long time no see?"
Elia looked at Tuoba grass in surprise. For a moment, she was uncertain and said, "are you, grass?"
"Elia, welcome back," said phinena with a smile.
Elia rubbed her eyebrows and said, "can't you say that you have grown up in two years?"
Zhao Nan nodded and his eyes fell on the white flying original spirit beside Elia. "This is a cloud winged beast... It seems that you have successfully completed your dream."
Elia blushed awkwardly and whispered, "this is the partner the mentor gave me again."
She took a deep breath, her eyes were clear and said, "this time, I will protect it."
Zhao Nan smiled and said nothing.
Feinina clapped her hands and said, "Elia just came back and dinner is ready. If you want to talk about the past, it's better to have a good atmosphere at the dinner table?"
"I agree with ten thousand!" Tuoba grass hummed ha ha and left.
"Even so, we still have to tidy up the place, sister Xiaocao."
"Understand..."
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There is a huge library in the basement of the teaching institute. This huge library is full of all kinds of books.
These books are basically Sophia's collection. Some of them were written by the stars after they recovered their memory about their experiences in the paradise world. In fact, the only way for stars and spirits who can recover their memory to understand the history of the paradise world is through the exchange of such notes. Between peers, between superiors and subordinates.
There are also some, which are what the star spirits saw and heard when they traveled in the star spirit world, outside the circle, inside the circle, and so on.
At this time, in a corner of the library, in a table full of books, a 17-year-old girl slightly rubbed her forehead, sighed and stretched. A beautiful figure full of clear vitality, but no one sees it.
It seems that in this library, those precious books have their own Yan Ruyu. This girl is a treasure in this library.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps. A charming girl with big waves and long hair at the age of 17 or 18 was walking over with her head down and her hands holding a brand-new book. She accidentally bumped into the table because she was too absorbed.
This carelessness bumped all the books stacked high on the table into the ground. The girl with big waves and long hair shouted and said with a bitter smile, "Xu Yang, I'm sorry. I messed up your things."
Xu Yang stood up from his chair, smiled and said, "it's rare for you to be so focused. Have you seen anything interesting? Sister Linglong."
Linglong closed the book on her hand and whispered, "it's not very interesting, but I've been thinking about something recently."
Xu Yang, who was bending over to collect books on the ground, suddenly looked up and asked curiously, "what's going on?"
Linglong nodded, sat at a corner of the table, wrinkled Emei and said, "thanks to your translation, I've seen a lot of things during this time. But it's because I've seen so much that I'm more curious. It has a very complex and huge history. If you really want to trace it back, it's probably no less than the time when the earth existed."
Xu Yang stood up puzzled, looked at Linglong and waited for her to speak.
Linglong pursed her lips and suddenly said, "have you ever thought that if we... Um, after the earth disaster, just some force let us enter the world of a game. Is the chronicle of the game a little scary?"
"What do you want to say?"
Linglong shook her head, "I don't want to say anything, but it's a little strange. Don't you find that there are many places in the history of the paradise world that can't be connected?"
Xu Yang was stunned and subconsciously said, "I translate only one-third of the books in this collection. If I can't connect it, it should be normal?"
"No, no, no, most of the books you translate are random sampling. Even if they are complete in the same era, it is normal. But the problem is that they can't be connected between times."
Linglong said, suddenly carefully pulled out two translated books from the table, opened them at the same time, and crossed his fingers between the words. "You see, according to the description, they should all be the same place, but the calendar recorded is actually different. What's more strange is that the people who wrote these two books were born in this place."
Xu Yang thought about it for a while before he said, "maybe it's just a different age, a change of dynasty similar to our earth?"
"I thought so too, so I read the books you translated about the two times once. But I didn't find the records of both sides." Linglong hesitated for a moment and whispered, "it's like... Neither side exists in the history of both sides."
Xu Yang held his chest and meditated for a moment. "The former does not exist, but the latter can't live without the former. It's really strange for you to say so."
Linglong subconsciously glanced at the bookshelves in front of her and said to herself, "it's like countless vertical histories exist at the same time, not the horizontal history we understand can be undertaken up and down."
She suddenly laughed at herself, "am I stupid reading?"
Xu Yang chuckled and said, "sister Linglong, if you are stupid, wouldn't I have been stupid earlier as a translator?"
Linglong squinted and said, "seriously, you're so stupid."
Xu Yang was stunned and said with an unnatural smile, "are you making fun of me?"
Linglong suddenly jumped lightly from the table, went to Xu Yang's body, put his hand against her chin and gently vomited: "just because of the man's word, he has been here to translate these books for the past two years, so he almost didn't take a bath here. Are you stupid?"
"It's really boring here. It's rare to have something to do to kill time. Sister Linglong, I think you're wrong." Xu Yang shook his head and said.
Linglong shrugged noncommittally, "really? Well... It's almost time for dinner. Let's go out."
She went to the exit of the library step by step and whispered, "however, no matter how good the play is, it is also a play. Fake things will be found one day."
Xu Yang shook his body, lowered his head silently and continued to pack up the books in front of him.