This Historian Is from the Department of Forensic Medicine

[Zhu Tian's imagination] [Forensic flow] [Cold humor] [Anti-routine] [Strict logic] My name is Shen Mo. Before time travel, he was a forensic doctor. After traveling through time, he became a historian. Not much difference. In the past, we were talking to the dead, but now we are recording messages to the dead. The Department of History of the Heavenly Court is in charge of the historical records of all heavens and realms. My job is to travel through various dynasties, observe the troubles those who travel through time, and evaluate whether they will ruin history. Others act as historians: read ancient books, record the rise and fall, and understand the torrent of history. I am a historian: squatting outside the cell, watching the time traveler use a projector to show Qin Shihuang a PPT, and coldly wrote - "Feasibility, zero." When other people encounter time-travelers causing trouble: get nervous, report it, and wait for instructions. I encountered time travelers doing trouble: dissecting system puppets, analyzing causal toxins, and writing evaluations in the format of autopsy reports. The boss of Zhengshi Palace said I was too cold-blooded. I said, "The report doesn't need to be passionate. It needs to be accurate." They thought I was aloof. In fact, I just hid the temperature in the notes column - I will write down the names of every time traveler I handle and every ordinary person who should be forgotten in history. Until one day, I dissected a puppet dug out from the ruins of the "Destruction Plane". Hidden in the chip on the back of its neck is a line of words written in Morse code: "Don't trust heaven." I pushed up the cause and effect scope in my right eye. It seems that this period of history needs to be reanalyzed.