Global Monster Online

Text Chapter 362: The Wished-for Thing

In order to become an official Defender, Ilya decided to go back to the Defender Academy for further studies, but it took two years to go away, and there was no news at all.

In fact, there is basically no belief in the existence of such a thing in the astral world. Zhao Nan had figured out that if he didn't see the green long-haired girl any later, he should also make a move. No matter where it is, let's capture a boundary defender alive and come back.

Tuoba Xiaocao was the happiest, "Hey, chick, long time no see?"

Illya looked at Tuoba Xiaocao in surprise, and after a while she said uncertainly, "You are, Xiaocao?"

"Illya, welcome back." Finina smiled lightly at this time.

Ilya rubbed the center of her brows, and said in disbelief: "Could it be that you have grown up in two years?"

Zhao Nan nodded, and his eyes fell on the white flying original spirit beside Illya, "This is the cloud-winged beast... It seems that you have successfully fulfilled your dream."

Ilya blushed a little embarrassedly, and said softly: "This is the partner that the instructor gave me again."

She took a deep breath and said with clear eyes, "This time, I will definitely protect it."

Zhao Nan smiled and said nothing.

Finina clapped her hands and said, "It just so happens that Ilya is back, and dinner is ready. If you want to reminisce about the old days, it's better to have a better atmosphere at the dinner table?"

"I agree with ten thousand!" Tuoba Xiaocao hummed and left.

"Even so, we still have to tidy up the place, sister Xiaocao."

"learn……"

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In the basement of the Teaching Academy, there is a very huge library. This huge library is filled with all kinds of books.

These books are basically Sophia's collection. Some of them were written by the protoss after they recovered their memories, about what they had seen and heard in Paradise World. In fact, the only way for the protoss who can restore their memories to understand the history of the paradise world is to exchange such notes-like text with each other. Between peers, between the upper and lower generations.

There are also some, which are what the star spirits have seen 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, among a table full of books, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl rubbed her forehead slightly, let out a sigh of relief, and stretched her waist. A beautiful figure full of clear vitality, but no one saw it.

As if she is the Yan Ruyu among the precious books in this library, this girl is a treasure in this library.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and a charming girl who was seventeen or eighteen years old with big wavy hair walked over with her head lowered, holding a brand-new book in both hands, because it was too late. Overwhelmed with ecstasy, he accidentally bumped into the table before he came to his senses.

This accident knocked all the stacked books on the table to the ground, and the girl with long curly hair yelled and said with a wry smile, "Xu Yang, I'm sorry, I messed up your things."

Xu Yang stood up from the chair, smiled slightly and said, "It's rare to see you so focused. Did you see anything interesting? Sister Linglong."

Linglong closed the book in her hand, and said softly, "It's not very interesting, but I've been thinking about something recently."

Xu Yang, who was bending over to collect the books on the ground, suddenly raised his head and asked curiously, "Things?"

Linglong nodded, sat on a corner of the table, frowned slightly and said, "Thanks to your translation, I have read a lot during this time. But it is precisely because I have read so much that I am even more curious. There are many things in it. The extremely complicated and huge history, if we really want to trace it back, I am afraid that it is not much less than the time that the earth has existed."

Xu Yang stood up puzzled, looked at Linglong, and waited for her to speak.

Linglong pursed her lips, and said suddenly: "Have you ever thought about it, if we...well, everything after the catastrophe on the earth is just some kind of force that made us enter a game world. Then the editor of this game Isn't the annals a bit scary?"

"What do you want to say?"

Linglong shook her head, "I don't want to say anything, it's just a little strange. Didn't you find that there are many places in the history of Paradise World that you can't connect to?"

Xu Yang was stunned, and subconsciously said: "I can only translate at most one-third of the books here. If there are some that can't be connected, it should be normal, right?"

"No, no, most of the books you translate are randomly sampled. Even if they appear in the same era, it is normal. But the problem is that there is no connection between eras."

As Linglong said, she suddenly carefully pulled out two translated books from the table, opened them at the same time, and ran her fingers between the words, "Look here, according to the description, they should all be in the same place, But the recorded calendars are actually different. What's even more strange is that the people who wrote these two books were born in this place."

Xu Yang thought for a while before saying, "It's also possible that the age is different, similar to the change of dynasty on our earth?"

"I thought about it too, so I read the books you translated about the two eras once. But I couldn't find any records of the two eras." Linglong hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "It's like . . . neither side exists in the history of either side."

Xu Yang folded his arms and pondered for a moment, "The former does not exist and the latter does not exist, but the latter cannot exist without the former. It is really strange for you to say that."

Linglong subconsciously glanced at the bookshelves in front of her, and said to herself: "It seems that there are countless vertical histories existing at the same time, rather than the horizontal history that we understand that can be inherited from top to bottom."

She suddenly laughed at herself, "Could it be that I'm just reading a book and looking stupid?"

Xu Yang chuckled and said, "Sister Linglong, if you look stupid, wouldn't I, the translator, be stupid earlier?"

Linglong squinted her eyes and said, "Honestly, you are so stupid."

Xu Yang was stunned, and smiled unnaturally: "Are you making fun of me?"

Linglong suddenly jumped from the table, came to Xu Yang, put her hand on her chin, and exhaled softly: "It's just because of a word from that man, who spent two years here translating these books." , I almost didn't take a shower here, are you stupid?"

"It's really boring here. It's rare to have something to do to pass the time. Sister Linglong, I think you're thinking wrong." Xu Yang shook his head and said.

Linglong shrugged noncommittally, "Really? Well... it's almost time for dinner, let's go out."

She walked towards the exit of the library first, and said in a low voice: "However, no matter how good a play is, it's still a play. Fake things will be discovered one day."

Xu Yang shook his body, lowered his head silently, and continued to tidy up the books in front of him. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, novels are better and updated faster!)

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