In fact, Ronaldo's geography and history are very poor. He is completely illiterate in the humanities and natural sciences. The reason why he was sure that the place he went to was Egypt was because the Pyramid of Khufu was five days away from where he was.

Ronaldo told Zhuoyang his bizarre story. The moment he fainted at the Stade de France, he didn't know whether he traveled through time or was possessed, and he went to Egypt.

I don't know what era it was, let alone why it happened. Ronaldo became a farmer named 'Molihem Chiaochego Uliu Nweawu Nchiawuoh Herzaci'.

It means 'a green bird pooped on my head when I was harvesting oats'. Of course, if you always call your full name like this, we won't be able to say a few complete sentences to each other in a day, so he is shortened to '

Morihei'.

Molihei is a robust young man in his twenties. His parents died early in his life. He cultivates farmland alone in a remote wasteland with a small thatched hut. He doesn't know how he got here. It seems that he has been there since he was a child.

I grew up here, but I can't recall the past.

Morihei didn't even know he was Ronaldo.

After simple farming every day, he fell asleep. The nearest village was half a day's journey away, and Molihei rarely went there. After living in a hazy state for three years, Molihei vaguely felt that the world was a little different. To be precise, Molihei felt that the world was a bit different.

, it was because he was a little different. However, although he felt that things were a little strange, he couldn't tell what was strange. So, Morihei decided to go out and have a look and ask others.

Morihei set out with dry food on his back, leaving the thatched hut where he had lived for three years, maybe thirty years, and embarked on his fantasy journey.

After finding nothing in nearby villages, Molihei walked forward for another five days and came to the bottom of the huge pyramid. He looked up at it for a long time, and then climbed to the top of the tower at night to look up at the stars. Molihei found nothing.

He didn't even know what he was looking for.

Under the pyramid, Morihei met a wise man.

"Zhuoyang, do you know? That wise man should be of the same race as you. He also has skin and facial features like yours." Ronaldo said: "He said he came from the far east, which I think is where your country is."

place."

The wise man told Molihei: You are a dead person and should not exist in this world. You must go back to your world.

Morihei asked the wise man: Who am I? How should I return to my world?

"You have to find yourself. Only if you know who you are can you go back to your world." After saying that, the wise man floated away, his robe as white as snow in the desert wind and sand, spotless.

"Wise man, may I know your name?"

"...They call me a waist..." A wise man's voice came from far away in the wind. "This place...is called Kunlun..."

It's a pity that Molihei couldn't understand what the wise man said, but he believed the wise man's guidance. Molihei began to look for himself, and he wanted to find out who he was. However, on the edge of the Red Sea, he was hunted by the Byzantine Empire.

The emperor was caught, and Morehei became a slave. At that time, Byzantium was not called Byzantium, but the Roman Empire, and the Easterners called it "Great Qin".

Molihei was taken to Constantinople, the capital of Qin, like a pig. In the following year, he was trained to become a mediocre gladiator. In the next five years, Molihei lived for entertainment every day.

In the process of killing, he defeated one after another other gladiators, or was defeated by them, and even had to fight a tiger.

During these bloody and unbearable days, Morihei never forgot to find out who he was, but no one understood or cared about his words. Everyone looked at him as if he was a fool.

Five years later, the scarred Morihei could no longer fight, and the slave owners quarreled over what to do with him. Some said he should be allowed to die in the arena and become the soul of other gladiators.

He said that he should be sold to make some money.

Molihei was taken to the slave market, where he met Yang Yi.

"Did you know? This Mr. Yang Yi looks exactly like you Chinese. However, maybe he is Korean or Japanese. In my opinion, you all look similar." Ronaldo said.

"Ten years have passed since 1998...let's call it a fantasy. Many faces and things in the fantasy have become blurry, but I can still confirm that Yang Yi is indeed one of your yellow races."

Yang Yi was very rich. He bought Moli Hei for five gold coins and became Moli Hei's new owner. But Yang Yi did not treat Moli Hei as a slave, but as a companion, because Yang Yi was also a slave.

Someone who is searching for who they are.

Yang Yi told Mo Lihei that he was from the far east, but he had never heard of "a pair of kidneys", so Xiang must not be from the same place. Yang Yi's country was in war, and he didn't know which country he came from.

Yang Yi is also looking for himself. Like Moli Hei, he also wants to know who he is. Moreover, Yang Yi has been searching for hundreds of years. Yes, he has indeed been searching for hundreds of years.

In these hundreds of years, Yangyi did not die of natural old age or age naturally, and even his appearance did not change at all. He just didn’t know where he came from, where he was going, or who he was. So, Molihei

I also realized that I didn't seem to have aged in the past ten years, not even a bit.

From then on, Yang Yi and Moli Hei began their journey of search. After wandering around Europe for six years and finding nothing, they began to walk toward the east again. Moli Hei followed Yang Yi and returned to his country in two years.

"Zhuoyang, do you remember that I asked you if there was an era called 'Zhou' in China?" Ronaldo said.

Zhuoyang remembered that he asked about it during a chat between the two of them shortly after Ronaldo was seriously injured in the first half of the year.

"You told me that 'Zhou' was more than 3,000 years ago, when it was still the Bronze Age and there were no iron tools. [Note]" Ronaldo was very confused: "Then this is wrong, because the place where Mr. Yang Yi and I went back, finally

The most powerful one is a country called Zhou. And all the soldiers there use steel blades and even gunpowder."

"That's it... maybe it's not China, or maybe it's a parallel time and space, which is different from ours now." Zhuo Yang couldn't figure it out either. "Ronnie, go on."

Molihei and Yangyi lived in seclusion in the mountains in the east. They didn't know how to continue their search and had no clue. At this time, Molihei gave up. He didn't want to search for himself anymore. He just wanted to live well in this era.

So Molihei did not listen to Yang Yi's dissuasion and followed the general who invited him to fight. He became a brave and skilled general. But the good times did not last long. After less than a year in the army, Molihei was fighting with

During the battle in the Great Zhou Dynasty, he was killed on the battlefield by an enemy general using a wrought copper stick.
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