Realm of Power

pain! it hurts! My head hurts! In a clean ward of the hospital, a black-haired young man lying on the bed, wearing various instruments and a breathing mask, suddenly groaned in pain.

"Doctor, the patient is awake." The nurse who was doing rounds turned around and ran out.

Soon, several patients' family members and doctors walked into the ward. Looking at the black-haired young man who was moaning deeply, a middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to the black-haired young man excitedly asked a man in white next to him who looked surprised. Doctor "Doctor, is my nephew awake now? He will not become a child again." He is in a vegetative state. Thank God, he is the only son in my sister’s family. This time I came to Liucheng to study in college. Who would have thought that I would be hit by a truck while walking on the road? Nothing can happen. I still don’t know I didn’t dare to tell my sister. If something happened, we would be in big trouble! "

With a stern expression, the doctor opened the black-haired young man's eyes with his hands, looked at the bloodshot pupils inside, put down the case in his hand, took a deep breath and said, "When a person wakes up, it means the problem is not serious, but he just doesn't know what's going on in his head." Whether there is congestion inside requires further diagnosis to determine. If there is congestion, surgery must be performed to remove it. Otherwise, if the congestion compresses the nerves, it is difficult to say what sequelae will be there in the future."

"What are the symptoms?"

"It may lead to neurological problems, blindness, mental disorders, etc." The doctor picked up a pen and wrote on the medical record for a while, then looked up at the black-haired young man who was still in a semi-conscious state. "I will do an examination when the wound is better." Well, you also know that the brain is an extremely complicated thing. Even now, it has not been fully understood. However, it is better for a person to wake up than to remain in a coma. The patient has just undergone surgery and is still very weak and needs rest."

After re-examination, the doctor left the room with his family members. The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and then left the room.

Lying on the bed was his nephew Du Yu. Just six hours ago, a heavy truck crashed into the guardrail on the highway due to loss of control. Du Yu, who was on the sidewalk on the other side of the guardrail, was also affected. The big truck The driver's cab was squeezed, causing the driver's death on the spot. At the same time, the chemicals carried by the truck were leaked due to the overturning of the vehicle. Fortunately, Du Yu flew out due to the inertia of the impact. More than ten meters away, he was not harmed by the chemical, but he was completely unconscious. After emergency diagnosis by the doctor, Du Yu had six broken bones in his body, but the most serious one was his head, because the guardrail that was knocked away hit him on the right side of his head. Everyone has fallen into a coma. According to the doctor, the patient suffered a serious head injury and may become a vegetative state if he cannot wake up within a day.

The bizarre dream full of whispers quickly fell into pieces. Zhou Mingrui, who was sleeping soundly, felt an unusual throbbing pain in his head, as if he had been severely swung with a stick. No, it was more like a sharp object was pierced into his temple and accompanied by stirring, hissing. ... In a daze, Du Yu wanted to turn over, cover his head, and sit up, but he couldn't move his hands and feet at all. He seemed to have lost control of his body.

what is going on

When the dark-haired young man was in a state of confusion and was half asleep and half awake, his will was always erratic like smoke, hard to control and hard to restrain. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't help his thoughts diverging and distracting thoughts emerging. In his confusion, he seemed to see A large truck roared towards him, and he seemed to see countless riders in black armor on the vast land. Soldiers marched forward like a tide. Countless battle flags fluttering in the air were embroidered with a flying eagle. All the troops were like tigers. The picture turned. This time it was illuminated by the morning light. Countless defeats swooped down on the towering city wall with overwhelming momentum. , like a swarm of locusts, the dense flow of people quickly collapsed the outer wooden fence, and the soldiers climbed up the city wall screaming. The defenders raised their swords high and slashed down, followed by a scream, leaving half a palm or a few squirming fingers on the battlements. At the same time, arrows rained down on the city top like raindrops. A large number of defenders fell down with arrows, and the soldiers screamed and fled in all directions. The arrows were so dense that the defenders could not stand up on the top of the city!

Damn it, why are there these scenes? Sure enough, watching too many TV series will cause side effects, and my head hurts so much! Isn't it a cerebral hemorrhage or something? I won't die young like this, right? The black-haired young man inhaled painfully. He felt like a dried salted fish that had been discarded on the shore. There was burning pain all over his body. He subconsciously raised his fingers.

There was a clear sound of "wave", and the TV in the ward suddenly turned on without anyone operating it. It flashed the picture due to electromagnetic interference. The newscaster in a suit and leather shoes broadcast a news with a sad expression.

"At nine o'clock this morning, a major accident occurred at the National Institute of Biology. An institute employee caused an explosion in the 0021 research room of the core institute due to improper operation. The explosion caused a fire. Although the fire station rescued him in time, the researcher was still there. died in the explosion. It is said that the researcher is senior genetic engineer Ferran, the chief researcher of the institute. He has always been at the forefront of national genetic exploration. Researcher Ferran believes that humans can use their own Genetic codes can be traced back to ancestors hundreds of years ago. This is a leap forward in biology. If successful, it will mark that although traveling through time and space is still in the theoretical stage, through the exploration of genetic codes, we will be able to experience hundreds of It was a great experiment that our ancestors were experiencing. Even if it failed, it would be a great thing for us to do. "

Phelan. . . . .

Hearing this name, the black-haired young man opened his eyes unexpectedly. Hey, it doesn't seem to hurt as much as before? But it was still as if there was a dull knife slowly cutting into his mind... The throbbing pain caused the black-haired young man to accumulate illusory strength bit by bit. Finally, he straightened his back and opened his eyes in one go, completely getting rid of half of the pain. A half-awake state. His vision gradually became clearer. As far as he could see, the black-haired young man saw the white walls of the hospital in front of him. The oxygen from his nose brought an itchy moist feeling. The clothes he had changed were placed on the edge of the table on the left. , the wall on the right is inlaid with gray-white pipes and wall lamps connected to the pipes. This is an independent ward, which is neither good nor bad.

Why am I here! The face of the black-haired young man was a little dull. He was stunned and confused. At the same time, the sound of the TV was still broadcasting in his ears. The light from the neon lights outside the window at night was even more confusing. Is this modern? How did I get back? Subconsciously, he tried hard to lift his upper body, but his head felt a throbbing pain again, which made him temporarily lose strength. His center of gravity fell involuntarily, and his buttocks hit the bed frame hard.

Snap! The pain had no effect. The black-haired young man pressed his hands on the hospital bed and gasped. He vaguely saw himself reflected on the mobile phone screen on the table. He had black hair, brown eyes, a white patient shirt with blue stripes, and a thin body. The facial features are ordinary, the outline is darker... This is me, not Falcon Dustin, after all. . . What's going on? Is this all a dream? Many helpless and messy speculations emerged in the mind of the black-haired young man. If the pain in his head was not still there, making his thinking tense and clear, he would definitely suspect that he was dreaming. Calm down, the steel nerves forged by many years of fighting and killing began to make his thinking clearer... Taking a few deep breaths, the black-haired young man tried to stop himself from panicking. The memory in his mind suddenly jumped out and slowly appeared in his mind!

Du Yu, a native of Xiangnan City, Republic of China, 21 years old, a freshman in the History Department of Liucheng University

His father is Du Linnan, a senior officer of the Ninth Division of the Sixty-fourth Army of the People's Army of the Republic of China. He is a strict and demanding figure. The biggest reason why Du Yu chose to study in the History Department of Liucheng was because Du Linnan wanted Du Yu to study at the Shonan Military Academy. Du Yu is a pacifist and decided to use his uncle to Because of his relationship as a logistics leader at Liucheng University, the Liucheng History Department took away the archives first. His mother, Gong Xiu, came from a business family. The Gong family occupies an important position in the business community in southern Hunan. There is also an older brother who is currently at the Shonan Military Academy. Du Yu is properly They are a second-generation official and a second-generation rich man who don’t show off their integrity.

What is going on. . . . .

Du Yu shook his muddy head. As a student admitted to the history department, the time that flashed in his mind at this moment was that the day of his accident was April 21st, Year 411 of the Falcon Calendar. , this is the 100-year Independence Day after the disintegration of the Falcon Empire. It is considered a holiday without fighting.

The powerful empire that once spanned several continents finally collapsed in the war-torn uprising. Except for the Falcon royal family, which chose to adopt a constitutional monarchy and still retained the royal family's presence on the Ikadiva continent, several other continents have been scattered into hundreds of empires. country, and at the moment he is in the Republic of Central Asia, which was once part of the Falcon Empire. Such memories are enough to make Du Yu feel doubtful about his life.

The Falcon Empire you created is not illusory. . . . So what happened to the AD chronology that flashed in my head? Is there one soul, two souls, or three souls in my body? . . . . This is a question that makes Du Yu feel his scalp numb just thinking about it.

Relax, don't be nervous

Recalling the previous events, Du Yu closed his eyes, but subconsciously knocked on the bed with his fingers. This was a murder, definitely not an accident. Du Yu's breathing paused slightly after he calmed down. If it was Du Yu before the car accident, They are as pure as little white legs, so naturally they will not notice the ferocious look in the eyes of the other driver.

But now, in just a few hours, he is no longer the Du Yu he used to be. He leads millions of troops and sweeps across three continents. He is known as the God of War on the battlefield and the number one strategist in the continent. He is Dustin the Falcon. , Lord of Ikadiva, Lord of the Empire!

The Empire is gone, but he is indeed the King Returning! There is no thousand-year kingdom, but there is a thousand-year family. When forging a great empire, Du Yu was already paving the way for his descendants, but he never thought that he would come back again! I hope those things are still there!