I Built An Empire And You’re Telling Me That I Wasn’t Transmigrated?

When Afra was very young, she once saw a box in her grandfather's place.

Very special box.

Very old wooden box.

It requires a special key and a special technique to open it.

The box was so heavy that it almost seemed to be forged of metal.

Aphra thought about it carefully, and hurriedly asked: "Is that ancient book packed in such a big..."

She gestured with her hand, the box was about one foot long and twenty centimeters wide.

"The box is black, heavy and heavy, and there are some strange symbols on the outside."

Tang Yuanqing nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right, that's the box."

"The symbols on the outside of the box are runic symbols, a very ancient Norse script."

When Aphra heard that it was the box she knew, she couldn't help being even more curious.

She thought about it: "I know that box. It is a family heirloom of our family. Our family's emblem and some very precious inheritance items will be placed in the box."

"When I was very young, my grandfather was still alive, and he told me about the box."

"Probably......."

"One of the world's biggest secrets is hidden in the box. If it can be traced back to the origin of human beings, it is very strange anyway."

Tang Yuanqing said with a hearty smile: "So, it's actually not bad."

"Hmm~~~"

Aphra made a sound in doubt.

Didn't grandpa lie to himself to play?

If the box contains the secret of human origin, what does it matter to him?

The more Afra thought about it, the more strange she felt.

She couldn't help looking at Yang Xu, her eyes were full of curiosity and doubt.

However, even Yang Xu himself was a little confused at this moment, how could he give Afula a satisfactory answer.

Tang Yuanqing continued to explain without being urged by the two of them: "I don't know the exact age of the ancient books in that box."

"Because the ancient books are too incomplete."

"But the most interesting thing is the content and origin of the ancient books."

Having said this, Tang Yuanqing stopped talking, as if he was thinking about how to explain.

But Aphra doesn't care that much.

Her curiosity was completely aroused now. Seeing that Tang Yuanqing suddenly lost his voice when he mentioned the key point, she couldn't help urging: "Grandpa Tang, continue, what is recorded in the ancient books?"

Tang Yuanqing gave Afula a funny look.

After deliberating, he said slowly: "There is more than one ancient book."

"There is a scroll that should be parchment, which records an ancient myth and legend in ancient runic characters."

"The general idea should be the story of Thor in Norse mythology."

Thor!

!

Aphra froze for a moment, then took a breath.

She thought of Yang Xu's extermination of pterosaurs not long ago.

Control Thunder!

This is no longer a coincidence.

Thor? !

Aphra secretly looked at Yang Xu, her eyes were full of astonishment.

This man can't be Thor, can he?

Absolutely impossible, right?

Tang Yuanqing explained while thinking.

"The other ancient book is a few broken pages. It's not clear what the material is. It looks like some kind of animal skin and paper. It's very strange."

"It records an ancient myth and legend in the small seal script of ancient China, and this legend is also related to Thor."

"Probably the story of Thor's crusade against giants."

"The most interesting place is here."

"These two ancient books, one is from the Qin and Han era of China, or an earlier era. The other is from the era of runes in the West, about two thousand years ago, almost the same age as the Qin and Han Dynasties of China."

"But the stories recorded in the two ancient books are almost identical!"

"Because the above illustrations are almost exactly the same."

"Ah~~~"

Although Aphra is a layman in the study of history, she also heard the seriousness of the problem.

In the Qin and Han Dynasties of China, two thousand years ago.

The era of western runes was also two thousand years ago.

The ancients in the East and West 2,000 years ago recorded the same story.

That's scary.

Also very food for thought.

In that era, the East and the West had not even begun to communicate, how could it be possible to record the same thing!

Afra said in surprise: "Illustrator, it can't be..."

She said, looking at Yang Xu.

The emotions in the eyes are extraordinarily complicated.

Tang Yuanqing nodded slightly, looked at Yang Xu with a strange expression, and said, "Both ancient books record the story of Thor's crusade against giants."

"Yang Jiu..."

Speaking of Yang Xu's name, Tang Yuanqing's expression became even more strange.

Only a Chinese person can understand how many flaws the name Yang Jiu has.

Who would name their child Yang Jiu!

This name is probably not fake.

A person with a fake name........

He shook his head secretly, not wanting to ask about it.

"Mr. Yang Jiu's demeanor and temperament are very similar to the Thor in the illustration."

"It was almost carved out of the same mold."

Yang Xu smiled.

What a coincidence.

But Thor?

A thunder flashed in the depths of his eyes.

With his strength, it was enough to be called a **** in ancient times.

As for the records in the ancient books, Yang Xu didn't take them seriously.

Aphra's hole tightened, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly.

Thor!

Crusade against giants!

Falk, this demon really has the power to control Thunder.

But, but, he shouldn't be the legendary Thor, right?

But if not, how could it be such a coincidence that the same story was recorded in the ancient documents of the East and the West, and there are people who are very similar to him.

Could it be that he is really an old monster who has lived for thousands of years?

Aphra quickly shook her head, dispelling the thought.

How can people live for thousands of years.

No, this guy is not human either.

People can't live for two thousand years, but evil... ahem, maybe this guy will.

Aphra's thoughts became more and more confused, and she didn't even know what she was thinking.

"Is it possible that one of them was forged by later generations, or that both are fake?"

Aphra was silent for a while, and weakly put forward her own opinion.

Tang Yuanqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and gave Aphra a helpless glance.

That's your family heirloom.

You have so little faith in your ancestors.

"No, because those two ancient books have been subjected to many strict appraisals, and they are definitely the products of about two thousand years ago."

Tang Yuanqing answered decisively.

If the two ancient books were fake, wouldn't his years of research look stupid?

Aphra was speechless.

Really.

Ahhh~~~

God, what the **** is this guy I met!

Aphra has already lost her mind, roaring madly in her heart, she is about to go crazy.

Yang Xu didn't care.

What ancient books, what challenges giants, has nothing to do with him.

At least he doesn't think it has anything to do with him.

Tang Yuanqing also didn't think it had anything to do with Yang Xu, but felt that it was a coincidence.

It's also very interesting.

Studying ancient myths and legends, you can also meet people who are similar to ancient myths and legends.

In this world, I'm afraid I can't find anything more interesting than this.

This topic quickly passed, and Tang Yuanqing drank the hot fish soup, perhaps because of Afra's return, or because of the presence of an outsider like Yang Xu.

He rambled on about the situation of the temporary camp, and his words were full of worries about the future.

"Hey, the camp has become more and more chaotic recently."

"Everyone is running out of food. If the rescue team can't arrive within three to five days, something big will happen."

"Once a man is very hungry, he can do anything."

"It's good that you can come back, but maybe it's better not to come back. The current camp, hey."

"Be careful these days, don't walk around."

"This place is very evil at night, there are some ominous things, remember not to provoke them, just pretend you didn't see it."

As Tang Yuanqing talked, he thought of the monster that had transformed into his wife, and sighed with a complicated expression.

But he didn't want to say much on the subject.

Yang Xu was thoughtful, and roughly understood what Tang Yuanqing was talking about.

Mindset!

Late at night, the cave fell into silence.

Pan Meili squeezed together with Afra and Tang Yuqi.

Yang Xu and Tang Yuanqing lived in the same cubicle.

The environment of the cave is not good.

Although it is sheltered from the wind and rain, it is the seaside after all, and the humidity is very heavy.

When the flames in the cave were extinguished, bursts of cold air came from the ground, as if to freeze people to death.

The night was very dark.

The dark clouds are dense, like the inkstone of a literati pouring down, and the ink will cover the stars and the bright moon.

With the dark clouds came the strong winds.

it's very windy.

very urgent.

The trees beside the beach were rustling, which seemed to herald the arrival of a storm.

In the deep night, everyone fell asleep.

Or, toss and turn.

Occasionally weeping can be heard, and it is unknown where it comes from under the strong wind.

Beside the beach, in front of a simple tent.

A bronze-skinned middle-aged Caucasian man stood in front of the tent, looking at the nervous little boy inside the tent with pity through the gap in the wooden door.

The boy looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, and was slightly thin.

He curled up in the corner of the tent, avoiding the door far away, his eyes full of struggle.

The white man seemed to understand the child's fear and muttered words.

"My poor Tommy."

"How are you?"

"Dad is very worried about you, you know, really worried about you, worried about you all the time."

"Good boy, let daddy go in, can you?"

He said, looking at the young man with sincere and loving eyes, like a loving father.

However, the boy struggled and just shook his head without agreeing.

His father has disappeared.

Four days ago, I took a lifeboat and went to other places to find a more suitable settlement, and I haven't heard from him since.

He didn't know if his father would come back, but he knew that the man in front of him was definitely not his father.

Because my father would never speak so softly!

He is always rough.

like to drink.

Like to swear.

I like to stare at the young ladies in cool clothes on the street.

Everyone called him rude Johanna.

If it was his father, he would have pushed open the door roughly, and walked into the room cursing.

Sometimes I scold the boss.

Sometimes I criticize the government.

Sometimes I scold the weather.

Sometimes, I will scold my mother.

Call her a slut, a **** bitch.

In addition to these people, sometimes scold him.

An underwhelming thing.

Just a waste of money.

The **** who disgraced him.

This gentle father, he only fantasized in his mind, but he never believed that his father would become like this.

It seems that when God created him, he didn't put anything tender in his body at all.

The middle-aged Caucasian man seemed to see Tommy's fear and doubt, and continued to seduce: "My poor Tommy, do you still remember that on your fifth birthday, I gave you a Mickey Mouse doll, which is your favorite?" toys."

"And when you were nine years old, I took you to the amusement park, and you clamored to ride the roller coaster, and then you were so scared that you wet your pants?"

"Have you really forgotten these, our happy memories?"

"God, I really can't believe that my only son, my only relative, has forgotten me."

Tommy's eyes changed.

These things are indeed only known to their father and son.

But will father really become so gentle?

Tommy hesitated for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Why can't you come in by yourself?"

The middle-aged Caucasian man showed a sentimental look, and said sadly: "You know, I can't be alive."

"I have had an accident at sea, a terrible accident."

"But I'm back, albeit only partly."

"But it's not important, because to me, you are the most important, my favorite son."

"I need you to invite me in so we can be together forever."

"forever and ever."

When the middle-aged Caucasian man said this, a scarlet light flashed in his eyes.

Tommy hesitated.

Yes, father can't come back.

He had an accident at sea.

It's too dangerous here, how could he come back?

Now it's just the ghost of the father outside.

My father said before that ghosts can only enter the house if they are invited by the owner, otherwise they violate the will of God and will be punished by God.

As for why God created such strange rules, it doesn't matter.

The father turned into a ghost came back.

Because of myself.

And he's become softer now.

Just as I have always desired.

Perhaps, leaving with such a father is not a bad thing.

Tommy's psychological defenses were gradually torn apart, and his expression became more and more hesitant.

"Tomorrow, I still have something to say to my friends. Come back tomorrow, okay?"

Tommy finally agreed, almost begging.

Because he didn't know where else he could go.

Even if his father has become a ghost, he is his only relative after all.

The only remaining relatives.

The middle-aged Caucasian man showed joy and smiled softly: "My dear son, poor little Tommy. I will pick you up tomorrow night, and then we can be together forever."

"I love you, my Tommy."

As he spoke, he slowly disappeared into the night and disappeared.

Only Tommy looked at the dark night with dull eyes, his expression numb.

He knew what it meant to follow his father, who had turned into a ghost, but he was tired and scared.

He hadn't really slept a single night since his father had left.

Waking up in the middle of the night every time.

Fear.

fear.

disturbed.

But he didn't know what else he could do.

really do not know.

"Maybe it's not a bad thing, at least my father still thinks about me and loves me."

Tommy comforted himself, lost himself in the lake, curled up and fell asleep.

until the next morning.

The storm came as promised.

The violent storm carried the sound of crying and howling, as if it wanted to destroy the world.

The thick cloud is like a heavy mountain pressing down on the top of the head, as if it may press down at any time and destroy the world.

When Yang Xu walked out of the cave, he saw exactly such a scene.

He frowned slightly, not liking the weather like this.

Rainy days remind him of some bad memories, which is annoying.

"Mr. Yang, good morning."

Early in the morning, Tang Yuqi came back from outside in the rain wearing a plastic sheet.

In her hand, she was holding a big fish two feet long.

Some are similar to hairtail, but wider and thicker.

Yang Xu glanced at the big fish in Tang Yuqi's hand, and said with a smile, "Morning."

"Wow, cousin, where did you catch this fish?"

Aphra also woke up.

Her clothes were disheveled, the coat was hanging on her arms, showing the true colors of old slippery shoulders, rubbing her blindfolded sleepy eyes with one hand, while yawning and exclaiming.

Saying that, Aphra came to her senses.

She stepped forward and looked around Tang Yuqi up and down.

too weird.

What my cousin is worst at is sports.

With such a heavy rain, let alone a sports waste like my cousin, even a seasoned hunter might not be able to catch such a big fish.

Tang Yuqi looked a little unnatural.

She explained weakly: "I didn't catch it, it was my friend."

"He gave it to me."

"Oh~~~"

Aphra hummed meaningfully.

That expression seemed to say, Cousin, you are too much, you have found a boyfriend after he left for a few days.

Tang Yuqi naturally understood Afra's deep meaning.

Her cheeks were slightly red, and she explained weakly: "It's not what you think."

"Oh, I still have to cook, get out of the way."

Tang Yuqi seemed to understand that no matter how she explained, Aphra would not believe it.

She said a few words, changed the subject and sent Afra away.

After breakfast, the weather cleared up.

The dark clouds cleared, and the scorching sun swayed lazily towards the ground.

The weather in the wild coast is always so unpredictable.

The rain pours down in an instant, the sun shines brightly in an instant, and there is even no pattern at all.

"It's finally clearing up, which is great."

Aphra stayed in the cave all night, and couldn't help but want to go out and interact for a long time.

As soon as the sky cleared, she ran out, stood in the hot sun and spun around excitedly.

But her good mood didn't last long.

After dinner, the weather cleared up.

Yang Xu stretched his waist, squinted his eyes and looked at the bustling beach, ready to get down to business.

Find out what's going on in the temporary camp and what's going on with the rescue team.

He found Tang Yuqi and asked directly, "Have you contacted the rescue team?"

Tang Yuqi didn't think much about it, she shook her head and said, "No news."

"The satellite phone has no signal at all, the only thing that can get a signal now is the radio."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to feel that her answer was too hurtful, and comforted: "But Mr. Yang, don't worry. Since the radio can receive the signal, it means that the rescue work has been going on. I believe we will be able to contact the rescue team soon. superior."

Yang Xu felt much better when he learned that they had only received the signal from the rescue team unilaterally.

He smiled perfunctorily: "I hope so."

Tang Yuqi smiled slightly, and secretly said: "Mr. Yang is really open-minded."

Aphra secretly rolled her eyes.

If others say this, she will definitely believe it.

But Yang Xu, hehehe.

The person who least expects the rescue team to come here must be him.

And not long after the two chatted, someone came over and invited Yang Xu, wanting to invite him over to have a chat.

The person who invited him was the temporary leader of the white team.

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