My Dead Ex-Boyfriend Seems to Be Alive Again

Two years ago, I was the most promising occult professor at Clayton University. With the help of my sponsor, I discovered the ruins of an ancient god that had never been visited before. In order to study the ruins, I led my students and investors into this mysterious restricted area. At that time, everyone thought that this would be a journey full of honors and rewards. However, no one expected that what greeted us was a complete disaster. Everyone is dead, only I am still alive. But I also often have splitting headaches and have nightmares that are coherent but have no meaning. However, the sad days still refuse to let me go. The cousin of a former investor came to my door, kidnapped me with mercenaries, and forced him and me to enter the ruins again. Fortunately, although he is ruthless, he is just a fool who can only bluff. It's just that mercenary leader Caesar makes me confused. He didn't seem to like me at all, but he risked his life to save me; his attitude towards me was very frivolous, but I could feel familiar in some of his little habits, which belonged to my former lover, Redmond. Even occasionally I feel that this is my Redmond. ​But this is impossible. Redmond is tall and has fair skin, while Caesar has a rough figure and bronze skin; Redmond is a standard rich young man, but Caesar is an out-and-out mercenary; Redmond has never been out of Del State in his life, but Caesar has the most authentic Michigan accent. There is no way in the world to completely transform one person into another. And most importantly - I am sure and absolutely certain that Redmond is dead. Oh my God! Dear God, please listen to the prayers of your believers and end this ridiculous day. I really have had enough. —————————— "So the professor wants to tell me that this is the whole truth?" Caesar asked. I nodded: "Yes, that's the truth." Caesar looked at me with a half-smile: "I have seen people use white phosphorus to summon flames out of thin air, make tinfoil puppets dance with their fingers, and write wordless heavenly books with pens filled with phenolphthalein solution. I praise science, which allows miracles to come to every ordinary person equally." I grimaced: "I don't know. Since you don't believe in God, what are you doing here?" He suddenly laughed, the tip of his scarlet tongue looming between his teeth: "On the contrary, I believe in the existence of God." He leaned into my ear and whispered, "Just like I want you to believe in God." The text is also in the first person. There are many names of supporting characters, but they are not important. Please remember the names of the protagonists in the three timelines: Now: Stephen (my incognito) x Caesar (the strange mercenary leader) Two years ago: Hugh (college professor) x Redmond (my student and lover) Dream: Elam (Priest) x Cyrus (Knight Chief) Pre-order for the next book, please collect it: After Ruan Dongjing watched the apocalyptic AI short video before going to bed, he made outrageous remarks - low-fat video, one look at it will make you lose weight. When the end of the earth comes, you will not choose anyone, not even dogs! When I opened my eyes the next morning, the end of the earth had not come, but Ruan Dongjing had traveled to the celestial sphere, where the end had been coming for eight hundred years. Floods in ocean areas, high temperature exposure in continental areas, rainforest disasters in forest areas, and perennial snowstorms in alpine areas. In addition to being unsuitable for human survival here, devil's killer vines, ancient giant snakes, and doomsday sandworms all live very healthily. There are no more native humans left, and the bodies of those who survive have also undergone various mutations: some can run as fast as a cheetah; some can lift a building with both hands; some can transform into giant beasts more than ten meters high; some can even control the power of natural elements. Only Ruan Dongjing is still a weak ordinary human being in the 21st century on earth. Even because of long-term overtime work, frequent takeout, staying up late with revenge, etc., His body turned into a weak cow-horse human. The only good thing is that his AI ability followed him through time. But unfortunately, his ability seems to be even lower-fat than that generated by the AI ​​​​video. Not only does he need to search for raw materials himself, but the things he produces are worse than those created by the AI ​​​​in the video. What's even more unfortunate is that many things have a limited time of existence, and he can only make a wish once a day. In order to survive, Ruan Dongjing can only speak an authentic AI Chinese accent every day, stretch out his arms, and shout to the sky about the cold snowfield. Which house will you choose to live in? The shriveled potato house only has a thin layer of potato skins, which can be blown away by a gust of wind; In some mutated visceral rooms, quilts as sticky as blood are hung on the black iron bed, and there are flames burning next to them that are not warm, and may cause poisoning; A soft dog hair room, warm dog skins made of the inner lining of the house, and even a soft blanket, but only one underage puppy can live there... Ruan Dongjing was angry and threw the last piece of dough in his hand. The end is coming, choose the thing you want to die for! Haha, I'm lying to you. I was so hungry that I wanted to die and didn't have the strength to hang myself. Fortunately, as long as you collect enough things, you can accumulate energy and upgrade the golden finger. One stone can be turned into three castles, and it can also have its own temperature-controlled food storage room and weapons room; Create a train out of thin air that can run without a railway, and it has its own restaurant with unlimited food; There are even magical world weapons with supernatural powers... For the sake of a better life, Ruan Dongjing takes his cats and dogs to various places to sweep garbage and stock up on resources every day; he overcomes the obstacle of shame and practices his broadcasting AI accent in front of the sky and the earth every day; he meditates hard and designs a beautiful home in his mind... Although life is hard, he also feels the fun here in life, and also realizes the beautiful side of this cruel world: beautiful scenery, beautiful and sincere emotions, and a beautiful and handsome Mr. Source? Wait, I'm sorry, this beautiful and handsome Mr. Source, please respect yourself, we are just a cold money transaction, I am not selling my body! Yan Cixuan smiled: "Why is Dongdong so ruthless? You can't buy food, seeds, or even medicine in the cold market." Ruan Dongjing raised his gun: "Yes, sir. However, you can't buy hidden shelters, weapons arsenals, or even magical creatures anywhere else, so in order for us to continue to cooperate in the future. Stay away from me now, and! Take your hand back!" Yan Cixuan raised his hand helplessly: "How about this, you step back a little, and I will step back a little, like this..." The earth is round, and so is the celestial sphere. If everyone steps back, he can retreat to the same bed. When marriage comes, please choose your love nest: The Hard Peanut Room has many strange little skirts with little fabric hanging under the red curtains; the Elegant Water Polo Room has a comfortable and soft big bed that can perfectly fit the curves of the body; the Dry Longan Room has a hard bed, but it seems that the person lying on it has endless physical strength... Yan Cixuan looked at Ruan Dongjing thoughtfully: "So Dongdong, you like this style, so we can choose both!" Ruan Dongjing, who suddenly lost control of his abilities, kicked the house aside in grief and anger: "Listen to my quibbles, no, listen to my explanation..." [Highlight warning: Before watching, please click on the author column to read the author's attributes completely. If the attributes do not match, please do not click in, otherwise I may use the method of deleting comments. Concept: Fear comes from the unknown, and love explains the truth.