Chapter 554 Travel
"Damn devil! Go back to hell!"
At this time, the middle-aged villager wearing a fur hat strode forward, spat at the torture rack with a look of disgust on his face, and immediately handed over the torch in his hand.
Bear!
The piles of firewood and dead branches and leaves under the torture rack were quickly ignited by torches, and the fire gradually grew stronger.
The villagers surrounding the burning frame all had solemn expressions on their faces, and began to bow their heads in prayer, confessing their sins to God Omer, and praying that the devil in front of them would return to hell.
Clark, who was tied to the stake, felt the heat coming from underneath him. His bare feet were also licked by the tongues of fire, and the burning sting made his face look horrified.
But at this moment.
Clark's expression suddenly froze.
Immediately, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he opened his mouth silently... The villagers did not notice this small move, but Jilan noticed it.
What he clearly said is:
"Pilan..."
A black and white light that only Gillan could see bloomed from Clark's body, as if scanning, passing from head to tail.
Immediately, a miracle happened!
The torture rack was engulfed in flames, but the young man tied to it was unscathed, and even his clothes showed no sign of being burned.
"Oh my God!"
"Omer, what did I see?!"
"What's going on?"
"Clark is not afraid of fire?!"
The villagers soon discovered this fact and were in an uproar, retreating in horror.
Clark was seen in the fire in a tortured posture, with a look of compassion on his face, and the outline of his body was distorted by the high temperature.
"Ignorant people, I am an angel sent to the world by Omer to spread the teachings of the gods to the world. How can I be burned to death by fire..."
Clark spoke calmly, and his voice came from the fire.
After hearing this, the faces of the villagers changed, and they were doubtful.
thump!
The middle-aged man in the leather hat threw away the torch and farm tools, fell to his knees and crawled towards the burning rack.
"Please forgive me for my ignorance! I am guilty!"
"I'm guilty!"
"Please forgive me, Lord Angel!"
As the first person knelt down, the rest of the villagers also knelt down out of fear in their hearts, constantly apologizing and repenting to Clark.
At this time, Gillan saw Clark let out a sigh of relief, with a trace of lingering fear on his face.
Obviously, the "director" who had just traveled through time encountered a life-and-death crisis just like him... but with the help of the golden finger "Pilan" to control his own state, he avoided being burned to death.
Not long after.
The villagers extinguished the stakes.
Clark walked down, intact.
The villagers all prostrated before him, as if they were worshiping a god who had descended into the world.
At this time, the camera turned.
Gillan noticed that Clark's appearance had matured a lot, obviously over the past few years.
At this time, he was almost sixteen years old.
Clark had already left the village and embarked on a lonely journey. During this process, he has been sketching, using simple charcoal pens to depict the scenery along the way on parchment.
Moreover, Clark began to study the "camera", using a technique similar to alchemy to refine some precise parts and piece them together into a weird suitcase.
He also made a ball-shaped helmet that resembled an astronaut's mask and wore it on his head all day without showing his true face.
It can be seen from this that he has found traces of mysticism and has mastered a certain amount of alchemy knowledge.
Gillan has followed Clark's perspective and witnessed the stories he experienced along the way.
Among them is the plot in "Dark Ages", that is, passing through the Percy Merchant Alliance, where he met William Gerald, a close friend of the mercenary.
But the content in "Curtain Call # Part 1" is obviously closer to the original history, without Gillan's participation and intervention.
But similarly, according to the original historical process, young Clark and William still used a treasure map to find the "Autumn Shang Familia" nest at the bottom of the female sacrifice lake, and had an adventure there.
It was the spark of enlightenment of the third-year-old "God of Love", which paved the way for their future ascension.
A few more years passed.
Both Clark and William have grown up, and by various chances, they have embarked on the "Road of the Fire Sword" and become mystics.
The turning point of things happened on the day William left.
William was exposed to war in his childhood and his family was massacred. He has always had the dream of ending the troubled times and creating a peaceful and prosperous world.
So, William said goodbye to Clark and agreed to witness each other's dreams. After that, William took the mercenary team he formed on a journey to the battlefield and participated in the Battle of Rongsa at that time.
Clark stayed in the Persian Business Alliance as an artist.
That night, Clark, who was depressed, tinkered with the "projector" alone in his room, trying to create a "movie."
"After all these years, I finally collected enough points, and I should be able to unlock the new functions of 'Pilan'..."
Clark sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, and there was a humming murmur coming from the ball-shaped helmet.
Immediately, he raised a hand.
Buzz——
Black and white light and shadow flickered, condensing into a small "black hole" in the palm of his hand.
Clark seemed surprised.
"Secret History Travel?!" He exclaimed as if he had received feedback from his own special power.
As he exclaimed, Gillan noticed that the vision of the entire dark room was distorted, and everything was collapsing and pulling towards the "black hole" in Clark's palm.
Even Clark's body was no exception.
Whoosh——
When Clark devoted himself to the "black hole", Gillan's perspective also changed with him.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
The horizon finally changed from darkness to light.
Gilan returned to consciousness, looked around, and was surprised to find that he was in a modernly decorated room.
White walls, tile floors, ceiling lights, TVs, refrigerators, air conditioners, washing machines... Through the glass windows with aluminum alloy frames, you can see the bright moon and the brightly lit night scene.
A flight plane flashed red and green lights and slowly passed by in the sky.
This is clearly a modern metropolis.
"Have I traveled back in time?!"
Clark, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stood up and ran to the window with a look of surprise on his face, peeking at the night scene outside.
But he was a little unsure, and hurriedly rummaged through the boxes in this unfamiliar room, trying to find information related to this world.
But soon, Clark showed disappointment.
Gillan walked over, stood behind him, and glanced at a magazine in his hand:
"Lodland Empire Information Publication: Issue 101"
Jilan frowned slightly when he saw the magazine title.
‘Lordland…’
Isn't this the name of his spiritual kingdom?
The cover of the magazine is a black old-fashioned game console, the kind that requires a cartridge to be inserted.
There is also a line of eye-catching red writing below:
"Reward! The Empire official will purchase the 'Real Game' at a high price. If you find relevant clues, you can also call the hotline 010-666. Anyone with information can receive a bonus of up to one million yuan! Act quickly!"
Obviously, this is not the earth in the previous life.
Clark threw the magazine away in despair, sat down on the sofa, and fell into silence.
After a while, he seemed to notice something, raised his head, stared at the calendar on the wall, and opened his mouth slightly.
Gillan followed Clark's line of sight and was also surprised...
Because the calendar clearly marked June 19, 2026. But that’s not the problem, it’s because it’s the last month of the year!
In this world, there are only six months in a year! Moreover, on the exquisite calendar, each month is engraved with Si Chen’s name and symbol in high-gloss gold pigment:
"January (Gear)."
"February (Sleep Lord)."
"March (double-edged sword)."
"April (Lady of Ashes)."
"May (the light-bearing scholar)."
"June (Sick Man)."
Completely different...
Both Si Chen and the development trajectory of the world are different from the original world line!
Gillan was shocked.
He was quite unfamiliar with all Si Chen's names. Only February's "Sleep Master" had been mentioned by the "director" in "Curtain Call #Part 2"...
That is the Jilan of this world line.
‘Have I become a god early in this secret history? ’
Ji Lan took a deep breath and felt incredible.
At this time, Clark stood up from the sofa and paced back and forth in the living room, looking thoughtful.
"Secret History Travel..."
There was a murmur from under the ball-shaped helmet.
"So, here is another secret history, another world line with a completely different development trajectory."
Clark realized something.
He was silent for a while and then began to walk around the house again. Soon, I found a black retro game console in the master bedroom.
Clark looked surprised.
Because this game console is almost exactly the same as the picture on the cover of the magazine.
"Real game?"
Clark carefully stroked the game console.
Next to the game console, there are two black game cartridges.
One has a small label that says "Wangjiacun #1" and the other says "Iros Cube".
Clark picked up the game console and cartridge, walked to the living room, and installed it on the TV. Immediately, he inserted the card of "Wangjiacun #1" into the card slot of the game console and pressed the red round button.
Click.
After the power was turned on, the TV screen flickered for a while, and subtitles appeared:
"You wake up from a dream and find yourself in a dark and dilapidated room. The bed curtains are yellow, a candlestick is placed on the scratched wooden table, the paper windows are full of holes, and the cold wind blows in from the outside. After blowing in, you realize that this is not a place to stay for a long time..."
The moment Clark picked up the handle, his body froze.
Gillan was surprised to find that his perspective followed Clark into the game world!
The surrounding environment has changed from a modern living room to an ancient dilapidated cabin.
Some objects with ancient oriental charm come into view, such as purple clay pots, medicine cabinets, Bagua diagrams, cinnabar talismans...
There was a strange smell of musty and herbal smells in the air.
Clark's appearance also changed, becoming a black-haired boy. He has his hair tied up in a bun, a patched gray robe, and a pair of straw sandals.
"You can no longer remember your life experience. It seems that a family accident coupled with a serious illness caused you to lose your memory. You only remember that you fainted on the way to escape and was saved by the village doctor..."
At this time, subtitles appeared in front of Clark.
Gillan can see it too.
"This place is called 'Wangjiacun', and it belongs to Baize Township, Wanchuan County, Yulin Prefecture, Dashu. The village leader and the elders both have the surname Wang, so it is named after it."
"But you always feel that something is not quite right here..."
Clark looked at the subtitles in front of him and frowned.
He seemed to understand the content above.
Gillan understands very well.
Because this text and setting are very similar to the culture of his previous life.
Clark searched around the hut, found a thick wooden stick as a weapon, and then carefully opened the door.
Crunch——
The wooden door made a sharp sound, which was quite jarring in the quiet night.
The cold wind suddenly blew in.
Clark looked out and saw only dark dirt roads and scattered wooden house courtyards. The moon and stars were sparse tonight, and he could vaguely see the light of fire in the distance.
So, he took the wooden stick and walked outside.
Clark followed the direction of the fire, with Gillan following closely behind.
As he got closer to the fire, he heard a clanking sound, as if someone was fighting.
"You heard strange noises. There are three choices below, all of which will affect the subsequent development:
1. Approach quietly.
2. Leave immediately.
3. Wait where you are. ”
Clark thought for a moment and chose the first one.
He held the wooden stick and reached down to touch it.
Soon, the sound of fighting disappeared, and the surroundings fell into dead silence again.
When Clark crossed a bush, he saw bodies scattered on the ground. There were men, women, and children. They looked like villagers, wearing simple cloth, but they had been dead for a long time. Their bodies were covered with sword marks and blood stains, and their faces were hideous.
A middle-aged Taoist priest with hair in a bun and a long beard was standing there holding a blood-stained iron sword.
His face was ferocious, with a smile on his face.
Clark was shocked.
Because the Taoist priest actually bent down and lifted up a girl's head, sucking the dripping blood.
After drinking enough blood, the Taoist priest looked satisfied and whispered:
"What a Wangjia Village, but it has become a training ground for poor Taoists. Now my "Tiger Nine Palaces Howling Wind Picture" can go a step further..."
Suddenly, the Taoist priest turned his head, looked at the grass where Clark was hiding, and said with a sinister smile:
"Junior, do you come out on your own, or do I catch you out myself?"
Suddenly, subtitles appeared in front of Clark again:
"You have been discovered by a mysterious Taoist priest. There are three choices below, all of which will affect subsequent development. Please choose carefully:
1. Show up proactively.
2. Escape.
3. Stand still. ”
Clark took a deep breath and chose the first one again.
Wow.
Ji Lan saw the black-haired boy stand up, push aside the bushes and weeds in front of him, and walk over.
"Huh?" The bloody Taoist priest was quite surprised and grinned again. "That's strange. Are you from out of town?"
"Yeah." Clark nodded.
After entering the game, he discovered that everything he said was automatically translated into the language of this world.
"I fell ill and fainted when I was passing here, and was saved by the doctor in the village."
"That's the guy you're talking about."
The Taoist priest pointed to an old man who was lying on the ground and was beheaded, and said with a smile:
"But he is not here to save you..."
(End of chapter)