lost narrative poem

Chapter 882
"It's August 2018, 6..."

Biting the pen holder, Shen Hanri sat at the table and stared at the date and time displayed on the electronic clock, calculating quickly in his mind.

"There are still three years to the first year of recovery...less than three years."

"I remember the first recorded recovery incident, which first appeared in Fukushima. At that time, netizens jokingly called Godzilla's haunting and apostle's landing, but it was suppressed and blocked at that time. Got the news..."

"So no one knew that it was true. They thought it was a prank on the Internet. If the declassified files of later generations were not released, even I would not know. The truth of the matter would be like this The same..."

Overall, there is still time.

But it was very urgent. After all, with less than three years of preparation time, what changes could he make?
There was a moment of confusion in the eyes, and the reborn person who returned to the adolescent stage of his life couldn't help but think of the nightmares and fears that went deep into the bone marrow——

First, the ravings of the void sounded in the minds of human beings, as if there were indescribable evils staring at this world in the abyss of stars in the depths of the universe...

Immediately afterwards, unknown memetic viruses spread crazily among human societies, large-scale abnormal phenomena and terrorist incidents occurred frequently, and even synthetic humans were not immune to such information attacks...

Then I don’t know when it started, including the Mars colony, all the extrasolar celestial body colonies lost contact, and all the artificial satellites, orbital residences, etc., were all silent, and the space seemed to become dark and silent the forest...

finally.

Under the atmosphere of suspicion, fear, and suspicion, human society has completely collapsed, and the order of various countries is in turmoil. Coupled with the emergence of more and more incomprehensible things, it seems that the universe deliberately shows an absurd and incredible side.

——and so, until the apocalypse that cleans everything.

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It can be said that all of this cannot be achieved overnight, and there must be a gradual process of collapse.

And I don't know whether it should be called luck or misfortune. As a reborn person whose soul comes from the timeline of later generations, he is a person who has personally experienced the whole process.

Slightly closing his eyes, Shen Hanri tried his best to expel the phantom of this nightmare from his mind, but there was no way, his thinking ability betrayed him, and he could not help thinking of the scenes he had witnessed over and over again. A tragic scene.

Nuclear winter, high-energy radiation, memetic viruses...

All of this is even just the aftermath of the aftermath, what is truly terrifying is the source!
A mythic epic of gods, heroes and constellations...

The indescribable, absurd and evil chaos revived from the abyss of stars...

It is said that those are the source of everything!It's just that mortal things are completely incomprehensible, and they have ushered in a dead fate with the universe. Some things that descended on the earth from stars far away from light-years are also because their galaxies have been destroyed. Run for your life.

Clenching his fists tightly, Shen Hanri tried hard to control his emotions.

He felt terrified and powerless, and at the same time a little sad, hating his own incompetence, because after he was reborn, he realized that he had no bargaining chips in a real sense except for the memory information from later generations.

Decades of living in the wasteland seem to have given him a lot of survival skills and experience. He can even repair and improve his mechanical prosthetics and electronic nerve implants with his hands, even with his eyes closed. After all, this is the foundation of one's life.

But at this time, these things are useless at all, it is the nature of the dragon slaying technique.

——Although the technology itself is genuine, it is a pity that it is really outdated, and there is no room for it to be used at all.

"Without nano-processing technology and corresponding industrial formula, there is no way to restore the technologies I remember, because with the industrial level and manufacturing capabilities of this era, there is no way to produce those too advanced black technologies..."

Shen Hanri tried his best to calm down, wrote and drew in his notebook, and recorded all the main points that came to his mind.

"So, I don't need to think about too advanced finished products for the time being. I need a more suitable entry point... I remember that in the last days, many survivor forces are trying to simplify technology and apply it. Those children can do it "Manual work" should be able to restore some..."

That's right, his first thought was indeed to contact the country and work together.

It is precisely because he is very aware of the cruelty of future generations that he understands that it is not the despair that can be fought against by relying on foresight, continuous acquisition of personal adventures, and crazy growth routines. He even feels that behind his "rebirth" is full of treachery. With a taste of intrigue.

and so……

Absolutely can not have any fluke mentality!
It is necessary to gather the power of the people, the will of the country and the wisdom of civilization to the greatest extent, unite as one, seize all opportunities, occupy every slight advantage as much as possible, and accumulate little by little, so that there is a slight possibility in the world. Seize the glimmer of life in the future.

This is what he thought. Maybe when he just found out that he was "reborn", he had wild thoughts and impulses, but listening to the sound of the TV outside and the voices of his parents, Shen Hanri calmed down again. I dare not gamble.

Time is passing by every minute and every second, and I don't know how long it has passed.

The voices in the living room outside have calmed down, and the parents seem to have turned off the TV to go to sleep. Shen Hanri just stopped writing. He looked at the notebook full of densely written words, and began to think quickly.

Not long after, the pen in his hand moved quickly again. Combining the current time situation and the conditions he possessed, he decisively drew a "strikethrough" in the middle of each word and line of text to show that Negative meaning.

Soon, most of the content recorded in the notebook was rejected, and the remaining options became very rare, but they became an obvious line.

The road ahead is becoming clearer.

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate..."

Putting down the pen, staring at the stringed route, Shen Hanri muttered to himself, and then shivered uncontrollably. He didn't know if it was an illusion, or because he had experienced many hardships in later generations, and When he was reborn, he had some kind of preconceived psychological hint in his heart.

He always felt that when he recited this holy name, he was already connected with a certain mysterious existence in the dark.

Many people may think that this name is just a false name, and some people say that this name is a storytelling mistake in the 80s, but it became known to everyone later, and in fact there is no such mythical figure.But in fact, "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun" appears very many in Taoist scriptures.

"Lei Ting Yu Shu's Repentance", "Tao Fa Hui Yuan", "Ling Treasure's Teaching and Helping the Golden Book", "Taishang Cave Xuan Ling Treasure's Immeasurable and High-Grade Wonderful Sutras"...

It has existed since ancient times, not a new mantra since modern times.

And according to Shen Hanri's smattering of knowledge from later generations, this seems to be an extremely mysterious and ancient Taoist Heavenly Venerable, who does exist, but it is difficult to find traces. The holy name has even been deduced into a colloquial language similar to the Buddhist "Amitabha".

He was indeed a little frightened to be connected with such an existence.

Because he deeply knows that everything is true, and the myth is very likely to be true.At the same time, it is also very clear that gods are not just creators, nor are they just beings who can listen to people's wishes and make them come true.

Fear is the essence of the gods...

Therefore, people in the later generations put their hands on themselves, and even put their hands together to pray for the things that want to take their lives, kneel on their knees, worship, and pray.

But what can be done... He smiled wryly.

……

……

Time quietly came to the next morning.

The reborn person spent the whole night, staying up late searching for various information on the Internet, comparing them with the memories in his mind, completing the verification, and making sure that this is indeed the world he used to be, rather than passing through some plausible parallel world.

And in the process, because he found some familiar information, he was gradually linked to think of more things, which were already blurred memories.

"It's a pity that I didn't remember the lottery number or something..."

The grinning reborn looked at a web page that opened. The large red characters on it showed that the current lottery prize pool had accumulated to an astronomical figure. He couldn't help feeling annoyed. If he had known that he would be reborn, he would have Keep this information in mind.

In that case, at least the start will not be such a headache, and it will go much, much smoother.

"Forget it, don't think too much about what you have and what you don't have, and who knows how many inside stories this kind of thing has..." After taking a breath, Shen Hanri comforted himself, maybe it's useless to memorize the lottery numbers. It's not good to change the lottery number directly, and it's not sure.

He squinted his eyes and continued to click the mouse. The webpage was constantly refreshed with his operation. Often times, the content page was not even displayed before he shook his head and clicked to refresh again.

Just like quantum fluctuation speed reading, the computer pages can't keep up with his refresh rate.

Although he stayed up all night, his eyes were somewhat red and bloodshot, but his spirit was still quite good, and he was still in a state of persistent excitement from last night to now.

After an unknown amount of time, he turned off the computer and stood up quickly.

"Well……"

Immediately afterwards, the reborn felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand upright. He could barely hold on to the computer desk so as not to fall.

He showed a helpless self-deprecating expression. After all, he was not able to adapt to a purely natural human body so quickly, and he still can't get used to it now... because he is really too weak.

——Bullets can easily penetrate the body, causing irreversible and huge trauma;

——Just lack of oxygen for more than 6 minutes, the brain will inevitably die;

——The moving speed is not to mention breaking through the speed of sound, it is difficult to approach, and the muscle strength is also ridiculously weak. The combined hands may not have more than one ton of output...

To put it simply, with such a physical quality, in any survivor force in later generations, he would definitely be judged as a third-class disabled waste.All of this naturally made Shen Hanri very uncomfortable, and it took him a certain amount of time to get used to the new body, or the original body.

Taking a few deep breaths, he recovered, then grabbed his wallet and bank card, and went out.

Although he is not from a wealthy family, Shen Hanri's background is still much higher than many others. One of his parents is a university professor and the other is a department director in a city hospital, so his living standard has always been quite high. with.

The red envelopes from previous years were not handed in, but were kept by himself, plus the living expenses given by his parents on weekdays, the sum of the zeros and zeros is certainly not a huge sum of money, but it is still enough as the initial start-up capital Understand.

Shen Hanri first inspected the neighborhood near his home, then gritted his teeth and rented a room.

Originally, the landlord had to collect a deposit of half a year, but of course the reborn would not do it. His own start-up capital is not too much, and it is really quite little. If nearly half of it is lost in this matter, that is Really affects the opening rhythm.

So he tried his best and played the emotional card. The most important thing was to prove that he was a resident of a nearby community, and he persuaded the landlord to accept the monthly rent.

After renting the house, he ran around the city non-stop, buying all kinds of materials and props as fast as he could.

For some steel and metals that are used in a large amount, he only ordered the required amount first, but did not choose to pick up the goods on the spot, because he had no place to put them and could not afford the balance payment.But for some other things, they were transported back to the rented house in large and small bags.

Gold, silver, copper, iron, tin hardware, five-color grain, five-color thread, mirrors, Taoist scriptures, pearl agate...

Wait, wait, wait, a so-called animate thing.

After two days of setting up, he quietly arranged the empty house into a simple ritual place, or a temporary altar, shrine and other ritual places.

Then I found an excuse and told my parents that leaving home was actually a three-day fast - bathing, changing clothes, and living alone, to show my sincerity and respect, and to give myself instructions and strengthen psychological hints over and over again.

At the same time, within these three days, he used his experience in manual skills to personally carve a statue of a god. The face was blurry, but it looked mysterious and solemn.

"I don't know what the mysterious Tianzun is like, but it is said that the Dao has no form. What is the image in the minds of the believers, what is the image of the Tianzun? It is not limited to clay sculptures and wood carvings. Sincerity leads to spirit, and it can accurately point to the corresponding mysterious existence. That's it..."

Looking at the god statue with a roughly humanoid outline and a blurry face, Shen Hanri also felt a little uncertain.

In his previous life, he had never really been in contact with this field. Everything was just hearsay. He just knew that people who receive the talisman can possess all kinds of incredible powers, and they can shake the power of the world with their own personal power. Get a spaceship.

It is not inferior to synthetic humans who have reached 100% transformation and are powerful enough to be compared to Transformers; or those high god warriors who have awakened the so-called divine blood and are as tall as Titans.

But those are too far away from Shen Hanri, if he hadn't been reborn, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to get in touch with this field.

"Everything is different now. I should be the first person to receive the decree. As long as everything goes well and I maintain this advantage, the qualifications for the latecomers' post examination and issuance will be largely in my hands. With the largest capital..."

The reborn thought secretly, feeling a rush of emotion.

He carefully invited the statue to the top of the altar. After hesitating for a while, he decided to start the ceremony directly.

Strictly speaking, time, hour, and location are very particular about consecration and invitation to gods, but he doesn't have such conditions now. He can't even build a Taoist temple, so he can only rent a place to open the altar temporarily. It is a matter of urgency.

Sincerity leads to spirit, this principle is above all else...

He comforted himself in this way, and at the same time officially started this extremely simplified Taoist ceremony.

"Every statue of a god must first be stored in order to meet the five internal organs. Therefore, first choose hardware, and then use five-color grain and five-color thread, a new clean and non-residual yellow watch, and a new clean pen to write "Tibetan Talisman"..."

Shen Hanri muttered to himself while strictly following the steps to get started.

"Then there are Daoist classics, as well as bronze mirrors, almanacs, five grains, talismans, and incense ash are also required ritual items. Let me think about what to do... Well, it seems that the next step is offering, incense, chanting, chanting, I don’t know how to step on the ground, burn the table and worship, and I don’t know the last few..."

After thinking about it seriously, he continued to bite the bullet and meditate silently.

…………

bang.

When the reborn is completely immersed in the simplified rituals, trying to convince himself that the red tape is not the point, and that sincerity leads to spirituality.

The sky outside was silent, covered with a thick layer of dark clouds, and thunder resounded dully.

With this city as the center point, dark clouds rolled over from all directions and gathered, piling up continuously, as if forming a thick sky curtain to block all prying eyes on this planet from outer space.

In the deepest part of the void, evil eyes bigger than stars opened and looked straight towards the direction of the solar system.

The change of the timeline is too obvious, making many manifestations and wills aware...

The war started early.

(End of this chapter)