The return of cultural relics is a blessing. However, the world is absurd, strange mutations, distorted magnetic fields, bizarre events, bad news and good news sprout in the dark...
More than 20 years ago, cultural relics that had been scattered outside were gradually returned, and the silent history was also boiling over at that moment. But when the original boundaries between reality and illusion, present and past were confused, the chaotic magnetic field triggered strange events. In order to calm the panic and stabilize order, the Cultural Relics Correction Institute was established...
The stars have moved, and years have passed. When they meet again, the fragments of the past buried in the summer are restored. Between intentional and unintentional magnetic field collisions, will they repel or attract each other? As each cultural relic is researched and revised, how should the story develop?
"We meet again..."
"Yes, what a surprise"
"Oh? Are you surprised?"
"Of course not, we deserve to meet again."
You see, thorns that pierce each other can also bloom in the mud...
Hot on the outside, cold on the inside, irritating the heavens and the earth, but aggressive when trying to catch a fish (You Cuochen) VS gentle on the outside, cold on the inside, ruthless but not talkative (Yu Zhaoxun)
[Instruction manual]
1. Art comes from life, but it is not the same as reality. This article cannot be said to be art. There are references to real events, but the whole article is nonsense, there is no prototype, and it is pure fiction.
2. In order to ensure the smooth development of the plot, some of the settings in this article may be a bit far-fetched. Friends who don't mind can feel free to eat it. Readers who cannot accept it should proceed with caution.
3. The content involves some professional knowledge. If there are any mistakes, you are welcome to correct them, but unfounded accusations will not be accepted. ＼(`Δ')／
Finally, I hope everyone can read the article happily and harmoniously~
Intention: In the morning, Yu left traces and in the evening he sang, and in the evening, he Zefenghao defended Heluo. Life is like a song, and so are cultural relics.