Simultaneous travel: City, infinite evolution

Chapter 418 Singer's Human Experiments in a Mental Hospital [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

"What?" The singer didn't quite understand.

Xia Dongqing explained, "They are collecting physical data on Chinese people so they can conduct various experiments."

"You know so much, no wonder you're a college student, then I'm relieved."

"You must take this little notebook out with you, so that everyone in the Central Plains knows, and everyone in the world knows, what they have done on our Central Plains land," the singer instructed.

"When the shift changers arrive, I'll lure them away. You must seize this opportunity and run away."

"If I leave, what will happen to you?" Xia Dongqing asked with some concern.

"After you run away, you can find someone to rescue me," the singer replied casually.

"With so many people in China, if each person had a stone, we could smash this damn hospital to pieces."

"Oh dear, I can run. I've been a dancer since I was thirteen. What haven't I seen?"

The dancer paused for a moment, then asked with a hint of self-deprecation, "You don't look down on me, do you? A college student."

"Of course not." Xia Dongqing smiled. "On the contrary, you are infinitely more noble than those high and mighty beasts who only know how to exploit and exploit the people and the army without resistance, who only want to maintain the ruling system, maintain stability, and remain superior to others forever."

"The sad thing is that such people will always appear in waves. Almost everyone who sits in a position of power will be transformed into such beasts."

The only difference is the time it takes to resist alienation—one generation, two generations, three generations, hundreds or thousands of generations…

No one is exempt.

Where there are high and low, there must be social classes.

Where there are social classes, there will inevitably be exploitation.

Where there is exploitation, there will inevitably be division.

"You are a singer, but this is not a fate you can choose; it is a misfortune that this rotten world has forcibly imposed on you."

That's why you were forced to sell yourself at such a young age.

Yet you, though of humble rank, dared not forget your duty to the nation, risking your life to expose the crimes of the Japanese and awaken the world.

In my eyes, you are amazing.

The singer's eyes welled up with tears, and her eyes lit up.

"My name is Dongqing, what's your name?" Xia Dongqing smiled brightly.

The singer smiled, her smile radiating golden light under the setting sun, like a goddess of hope.

"My name is Da Xue!"

"When my mother gave birth to me, it happened to be snowing heavily, so she named me Daxue (meaning heavy snow)."

It's said that a humble name makes a child easier to raise.

"Hey, teach me to write, I don't even know how to write my own name yet."

Xia Dongqing smiled and nodded, then began to teach Daxue how to write her name.

The snowflakes traced their own name, as if they were painting a picture, revealing a sunny and cheerful smile.

It was as if she didn't feel that her life was a tragedy or a suffering.

The singer quickly distracted the soldiers who were changing shifts, and Xia Dongqing took the opportunity to leave, unknowingly traveling through time again and returning to Ya's side.

It turns out that this hospital was a huge barrier. Because there were too many dead souls and the spiritual pressure was too high, it caused a distortion of spacetime, which led Xia Dongqing to travel through time by chance.

The peach branch was needed to counteract the extreme yang energy of Zhao Li's extreme yin energy, thus reviving him.

So Xia Dongqing traveled through time again, broke off a peach branch from the courtyard, and brought the singing girl back.

Chen Hong observed Xia Dongqing's two time travels throughout, and analyzed the methods of time travel and some of the laws of spacetime.

It also marked the time coordinates of Xia Dongqing's journey.

In this way, Chen Hong will be able to travel to that point in time.

When Dongqing returned, the singer Daxue seemed to have suffered a severe blow, vomiting blood and looking as if she was about to be reduced to ashes.

“Dongqing, what you brought back is a soul; she has long since passed away,” Ya said to Xia Dongqing.

It turns out that the singer was never a living person, but a soul.

The fragile soul cannot withstand the backlash of time and will be completely annihilated.

Fortunately, Chen Hong appeared in time and protected the singer's soul, making her his own spirit and preventing her from being completely destroyed.

Xia Dongqing was filled with lingering fear and grief, and angrily questioned the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden:
"I ask you, where were you when Japan invaded China?"
Are you watching from above?
"Aren't you the god of China? Don't we all believe in you?"

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden Ya was somewhat embarrassed and explained rather awkwardly:

"We are not allowed to interfere too much in human affairs."

"How is that too much?"

Xia Dongqing was so excited that his face turned red, and he looked indignant.

"You, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, aren't you the God of War of the East? Aren't you enjoying the same incense offerings as the Chinese people?"

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden explained, "Dongqing, the gods have failed in the face of humanity, and we have learned a great lesson from it."

Chen Hong sneered: "Dongqing, that's how gods are. They're high and mighty, only wanting power and benefits, and not wanting to take responsibility."

They are also afraid of death. When they sense the potential and threat of humans, they dare not interfere too much or add variables, lest they fail again and be defeated by humans.

Therefore, they will only watch everything from behind the scenes, enjoying all the benefits brought by human development, without taking on the responsibility of protecting and guiding humanity.

Holly, you're a graduate student now, you should understand that humans can't rely on gods or emperors.

Nothing can be relied upon except ourselves.

As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a wise person should constantly strive for self-improvement.

"Holly, don't think that all gods are good things."

The more prosperous the sacrificial rites and incense offerings of a dynasty, the more serious the problems it indicates; it can only rely on illusions to numb itself and divert attention from the real issues.

Upon hearing Chen Hong's words, Jiutian Xuannv Ya reacted strongly.

"You strange human, you're definitely up to no good, trying to drive a wedge between Dongqing and me?"
"Dongqing, don't listen to him. This man is too cunning, treacherous, and ambitious; he's no good."

Looking at the furious Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden and the sneering Chen Hong, Xia Dongqing's expression was complicated, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

But there was no time to think, because a large group of undead had already arrived.

Ya could only hit Zhao Li on the back with peach branches, hoping he would wake up as soon as possible.

After Chen Hong sent all the dead here to be reincarnated, the mastermind finally couldn't hold back any longer.

A rag doll appeared in the corner, its eyes darting around, secretly observing Chen Hong and his group, which seemed very strange.

"Who?"

Chen Hong slapped out, and the Tathagata Palm shone with golden light, accompanied by chanting of Sanskrit, majestic and sacred, as if suppressing all demons and evil spirits.

The rag doll was startled and, with a teleportation and the help of the barrier, vanished instantly, fleeing in all its might.

Chen Hong knew that this person behind the scenes would reappear to stir up trouble and try to summon the Lord of Mount Tai. When that happened, he would deal with him all at once.

Chen Hong was also very curious about just how powerful the Lord of Mount Tai in this world was.

Chen Hong unleashed a Tathagata Palm strike, shattering the barrier instantly.

While Chen Hong was studying time and space, Zhao Li also woke up. After playing around with Xia Dongqing for a while, they rode a Type 38 bicycle back to sleep.

A hotel in Binhai City has been haunted for years. In search of a reward, Zhao Li, along with Dong Qing and Xuan Nu, went there, only to find that the "master" actually had several groups of people with him.

Among this group of "superpowered individuals," Xuan Nu noticed a girl named Fei Cui. Fei Cui's body contained "medicine" and she possessed the superpower of "controlling medicine." Xuan Nu discovered that Fei Cui's appearance was exactly the same as her old friend, "Amber," who had drifted from Kunlun to the human world thousands of years ago.

Hades Chacha also came to join in the fun, appearing on the hotel's television.

Cha Cha discovers that Zhao Li has secretly made a pact with Dong Qing, making Dong Qing Zhao Li's contracted person. Dong Qing must help Zhao Li convert 81 ghosts in order to be resurrected.

Thus, Xia Dongqing, being a dead man, was bound to Zhao Li and could not stray too far from him. Once Zhao Li died, Xia Dongqing would also perish.

A girl combing her hair on TV, a child picking up leftover food under the dining table, a man hiding in a room spying on his sleeping guests.

The ghosts gathered in this hotel were driven together, and there were as many as dozens of them.

However, the fact that so many ghosts gathered in this hotel for no apparent reason puzzled Zhao Li and the others.

After some investigation, the three finally narrowed down the suspects to the sixth floor, where a bestselling author, Mr. Tree, lived.

His works are gloomy and eerie, and his sales are outstanding. However, in the luxury suite on the sixth floor, Mr. Tree is on the verge of collapse.

It turns out that he relied on a green liquid to gain inspiration for writing that bestselling supernatural novel.

The person who provided him with the medicine was his student and assistant, a female student.

But the medicine was also bought by the female student.

(End of this chapter)