[Old text revised on 2023.6.7]
I have no choice but to read the Sweet Cookies I wrote in 2019, and even now I am shocked by some of the plots. I have no idea about "falling from the fairy mountain".
So add one more chapter, "Meet by chance, forget each other", change the layout, and end it like this.
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Preface
Blue Star Gregorian calendar October 2, 2046, 15:21.
Chen Yan, a scholar who studied "this world", died of his "obsession with time research" - he swallowed "this world", causing unknown effects to cause organ failure.
After four years, the largest research project below Star Navigation has finally been stopped. Huge resources from around the world have been poured in, but what we have gained is confusion, confusion and awe of time.
At this point, the Stone of Time "in this world" has disappeared from the eyes of the world, and is sealed at the bottom of the "Garden" on the high seas, naturally guarded by deep-sea creatures.
However, at the last moment when the commandos uploaded their consciousness - a mechanical team composed of artificial intelligence that was not "afraid" of death - everyone suddenly saw that the sealing box overlapped with a woman with long red hair.
Just like the turbulent timeline, it brings about the folding of the world.
The woman, whose name is Qimeng, is the God of Supervision, and has the power of inspection and inspection. Her appearance stabilized the toppling building and froze the greedy snake that was swallowing its tail.
Under the deep sea where the last ray of light from the machine's indicator lights had been lost, and amid the sound of clear undercurrents surging, Qimeng tapped the shell of the box, and the sound sounded like a hollow valley, evoking a rather mysterious rhythm.
If you are destined to listen carefully, you will find a child-like heart laughing.
Qimeng said: "Let's go and save some money."
The golden light spots, but not sparingly, outline a tall door on the side of the woman, just like the door of the "gods" palace in the Alps Mountains in ancient Greek mythology.
The woman smiled helplessly, responded to the childlike joy, and entered the "palace" with the "Box of Time". Suddenly, there was a sleeping deep-diving machine here.
Ps: Update as the occasion arises
Intention: Love can save confusion