The fifth mysterious tide? Jiang Bai's expression was stunned, and he asked subconsciously, "Isn't this wrong?" Didn’t we agree on the fourth mysterious tide? Did you oversleep? ! Didn’t you order an alarm clock? "Ahem, it's a little unexpected! A little accident!" The white coat stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Bai out of the cabin. Jiang Bai felt as if the bones in his body were rusty, and they made a rattling sound with the slightest movement. "I have done a physical examination for you before, and your body functions are still very good. The discomfort you feel now is a self-protection mechanism..." The white coat brought a chair and helped Jiang Bai sit on it. Jiang Bai's dizziness slowly disappeared. Jiang Bai immediately inquired about the surroundings.
Dim lights, dusty ceiling, empty room... Looking at the surrounding environment, Jiang Bai's heart skipped a beat. Did Project Cicada fail? The man in the white coat handed him a glass of water and said enthusiastically, "Comrade, welcome to the Ninth Research Institute!" The Ninth Research Institute? Jiang Bai was sure that this was not part of the plan. Jiang Bai took the water, but did not drink it, but said to himself, "There's no established resuscitation process, there's no logistics team, all hell breaks loose... You keep calling me comrade, you don't even know my name, right?" "Comrade, very keen observation." The white coat smiled and said, "I thought that in your era, you preferred the term 'comrade'." Jiang Bai did not deny it, but asked, "Just tell me the time. It has been a long time since the third mysterious tide, right?" A warm smile was fixed on his face, his expression in the white coat was stiff, his eyes were evasive, and he hesitated for a while, unable to say a complete sentence. Obviously, he knew the answer but didn't dare to say it. This answer may be too shocking or too absurd, and he is afraid that the other party will not accept it. Jiang Bai held the water in both hands and said seriously, "In our era, we had to believe in our comrades." After hearing this, the attitude of the white coat became serious, and he spoke with bitterness, "Comrade, 1,200 years have passed since the end of the third mysterious tide..."
1200 years... Jiang Bai took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, not showing the pain. He thought he was well prepared. Even if things changed and people changed, he still had the confidence to start over and clean up the old mountains and rivers. But now, twelve hundred years... this period of time is enough to erase the traces of most civilizations... Jiang Bai's ability to wake up after twelve hundred years is a miracle in itself. When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Bai looked very relaxed. "So, it has been six thousand years since China? Children's history books are thicker." Many of the things I have experienced have become a sentence or two in history for future generations to learn from. At this time, Jiang Bai is still in the mood to joke. Maybe Lao Ma's comment about him in the file is right - [In dark times, a little optimism is needed]. "that..." The white coat hesitated and corrected, "There are no history books anymore. Historical materials are very precious. How can I put it... You should have entered the seal before the end of the third mysterious tide, right? I will introduce it from here..." The man in white coat brought a chair, sat next to Jiang Bai, and said, "At the end of the third mysterious tide, more than 90% of the superpowers died, and the surviving superpowers also entered a state of out-of-control superpowers. They needed to fight against the out-of-control superpowers and struggle to survive. Fortunately, this state did not last long, because the fourth mysterious tide came soon. The fourth mysterious tide lasted for a full thousand years. There is no historical data during this thousand years. No one knows what happened during this thousand years. It was a dark age, an age without hope... When humans see the light again, it will be a thousand years later, which is now - the era of the fifth mysterious tide. " A thousand years of darkness? Jiang Bai asked in confusion, "No living people, no memory, no written information?" "Sounds incredible, right?" The white coat smiled bitterly and said, "A whole city of people suddenly woke up and found that they were living in a strange city, and all their previous memories disappeared. Things like this are happening all over the world, and we believe this is a side effect of the mysterious fourth tide [recession]. " Jiang Bai nodded slightly. If memory loss was a side effect of the ebbing tide, that would be understandable. After all, the last few times the tide ebbs, people will die! Jiang Bai asked again, "People's memories can be erased, but what about words and records?" The white coat shook his head,
"There should have been written records from the beginning. At least some people claimed that they had seen similar things. But there seemed to be a secret force that collected all the content related to that era and deliberately covered it up to conceal the historical truth. Let the public know what happened in those years. At the same time, the fifth mysterious tide is not easy to live with. The world has undergone earth-shaking changes and the wilderness has become very dangerous. Human beings can only huddle in defense bases. It is difficult enough just to stay alive. People have no energy to explore what is left behind. History. " After patiently listening to the other party's brief introduction, Jiang Bai stopped talking and fell into thinking. After a moment, he spoke, "Can you go out? I want to be quiet." The man in the white coat held a dictionary in his hand, scratched his head and asked, "Um...Excuse me, Jingjing is a person, do you mean you want to be quiet?" Jiang Bai:...... As an old guy from a thousand years ago, there is a generation gap in communication with the other party. The white coat finally left the room. "Turn off the light when you go out." Click. The light went out. The last light disappeared again, and in the darkness, only Jiang Bai was sitting in a chair thinking. He had long been accustomed to the darkness. I don't know how long it took, but there was movement in the darkness again. Jiang Bai took out a recorder, which was one of the equipment he carried with him. The recorder was made of a special alloy, and the service life was taken into consideration at the beginning of the design. Even after a thousand years, it can still be used...right? Jiang Bai himself was a little uncertain. The guy who designed the recorder was a madman. He said that he would use the best materials to make this pen indestructible, and even a nuclear bomb could not hurt it at all. The service life starts from ten thousand years, blah blah... Originally, with the current level of technology, it is impossible to achieve this level. Unless he has superpowers. He really has superpowers. With a little trepidation, Jiang Bai pressed the recorder. In the darkness, the recorder flashed a faint red light. Looking at this faint light, Jiang Bai couldn't help trembling all over, and his eyes were a little wet. This pen, like him, came from 1,200 years ago, from the same era, for the same mission... Four words, echoed. Along with Jiang Bai's breathing, a low voice echoed in the space and was recorded in the recorder,
"I am Jiang Bai, performing mission 002, the mission target has not been completed..." "The mission... is still in progress..."