A Sorcerer’s Journey

The boy, in his early twenties or so, fluffy hair, wearing an ear stud in his right ear, seemed a little rebellious, but at this moment was completely replaced by panic, looking east and west, terrified.

Green and Millie comforted the boy and took him to the Academy Hall.

However, when the boy saw the lab lobby TV screen, it was like a mouse saw a cat, shaking, struggling desperately, causing Green and Millie to lean against the wall, barely falling.

“What are you doing here! ”

Two big black guards came running over, pointing a truncheon at the youth, and asked Green: "Dean Green, do you want to kick him out or not? The comfort of the rest of the building is difficult to guarantee if such lunatics are allowed in and out at will. ”

“Oh, no, no, he's just freaked out, for a while, trust me. ”

Green lifted the young man up again, perceived his state of affairs, the young man tried to control himself, his emotions were somewhat controlled, he could not hold his breath, the two black guards looked at each other, looked at the young man with a warning, pointed at him with a truncheon, and slowly left.

“Woo woo woo, Dean Green, the god of the media has appeared, believe me, is the real god! He warned me to stay away from the 18th. I have no idea what that means. Tomorrow is the 18th of October. Is it warning me of my death? Ooh, I never thought there was a god in this world. I never even had an envelope. Why would it come to me? I'm scared. What should I do? Wu wu wu wu wu..."

Some speeches are incapacitated and young people show extreme fatigue and fear because of the dark circles that stay up all year round.

“Number 18? ”

Green frowned, and Millie, wrinkled, looked at each other and saw something in each other's eyes.

“Don't be afraid, tell me first how you came into contact with the God of the Media, and how it warned you, have you been behaving differently lately? To the best of our knowledge, it is difficult for God to directly intervene in human life. ”

Green took out the terminal phone and started searching the internet for the events of September 18th, but all the queries were irrelevant clues, such as the passing away of the romantic poet Wingney on September 18th, World Environmental Protection Day on September 8th, September 18th double-coloured ball numbers, etc., and really didn't get any useful information.

“I'm an internet hacker, and I'm a little famous in the industry. Everyone calls me a sniffer dog, but I haven't done much about it. It's just to steal something and make some money. Just a few days ago, I stumbled upon a cyber black hole, commonly known as a data flow point, which generally lasts for a few seconds at most, but this cyberblack hole doesn't know why, it doesn't seem to have disappeared, so I tried to crack the source code of this cyberblack hole with curiosity, and I found out that the source code wasn't a binary data chain, but an incredibly complex mess equation. ”

And he swallowed his saliva, and this young man went on: "And then, as I deepened my understanding, the more I feared the source code, the more I felt, as if I had been dragged into another world, the data world of the code, and even felt that this was not a secret that I had randomly discovered, but that it was waiting for me to give me this opportunity! Indeed, just today, all the devices I have access to, all the information is telling me in binary code, to stay away from the 18th, I... I really don't know what to do! ”

“Reminder of the God of the Media? How can you be sure that this is the god of the media? ”

Millie asked what she had in mind and asked, "Well, how did you find this place? ”

“It's Jenny, a female friend of mine who works here and tells a lot about you...”

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

The familiar high heeled foot pedal, the crowd looked at Green's assistant, the young woman in the black skirt smiled with a mysterious smile, step-by-step, the young man next to Green stunned, and was surprised: “Jenny!? ”

Suddenly, the young man seemed to find something, looking at the sign on Jenny's chest, exactly number 18, his expression solidified, looking at Jenny's still unchanged mysterious strange smile, just felt a moment of unspeakable coolness emerged from the bottom of his heart, remembered the daily drip contact, just felt like falling into a tremendous abyss, fear completely covered it.

Green also perceived the anomaly, blocking it from the youth, and said calmly: “Who are you? ”

“Humph. ”

The arrogant look in her eyes made Jenny's mysterious smile curve even more amazing, and the edges of her body were like steam, blurred, somewhat distorted, and very unreal.

“Instead of asking who I am, let's start with who you are, Dear Dean Green, and everything on you fascinates me. In all the time we've been in contact, I've done 3,652 sensory simulations on you, and the war between you and me, without exception, ended in my total failure. ”

Speaking, the distortion around the woman's body turned into a strange existence, coded one after the other, spreading in all directions, leaving only one head of fantasy in the air, talking to several people.

Relative to the tranquillity of Green and Millie, this little young man named Jason is almost fainting away, looking at such absurd, horrible and strange sights, with an incredibly pale face and the possibility of incontinence at any moment.

“Are you not a god of time, or a star god, or any modern god, or a tribal god from ancient times? Or is there an unknown in the long river of remote space-time outside the network? ”

Studying the history of the intercontinental continent for so many years, at the heart of the origins of the Alliance of the Non-Polar Divine, there are other rules within the world that govern the conversion of spiritual beliefs into immortal bodies and additional limitations on the inability of spirits to manifest themselves, often only the most powerful gods can reveal themselves and interfere with the normal creatures of people.

The so-called most powerful god is the God of Time and the existence of the Star Sky Goddess hierarchy!

The gods are not afraid of death, they are afraid of being forgotten.

The ancient gods, led by the gods of time and stars, annihilated the ancient gods of the tribe and promoted the progress of the so-called human civilization. During that period, people preferred to go to church assemblies and worship new gods held by various hymns, gradually forgetting those powerful living ancient gods who had been sacrificed by the tribe.

Yet!

In recent years, with the advent of all kinds of mechanical products and electronic devices, new modern gods have emerged, people have become more and more obsessed with these new products, and the time spent playing video games and cars has far exceeded worship, no, perhaps young people have long forgotten about God, disbelieved, churches have gradually been replaced by a business assembly center, social software dating has replaced the lead of the God of Love, simulation games passion has extinguished war and courage, for young people, media and machines have even made them forget time and space!

The war between modern and ancient gods is about to begin!

“Whoever I am, since you already know you have no chance of winning against me, don't make that gesture, I'm just a passenger. ”

Green said calmly, Millie asked implicitly: "Even if we are here, the ability to open the fourth level of biological hierarchy is limited, and the special rules of this world are oppressing us, which, with unparalleled and immense force, is enough to push us out of this world. ”

“No, no, no, no, no, don't get me wrong, it's not this gesture toward you, the times are on my side, continue to develop, any factor that favors me will thrive, so those ancient gods can't wait any longer, right, God of Time? ”

Here...

The TV, which had been turned off, suddenly turned on, and a white-bearded old man appeared on the TV screen, dressed like Santa, with round glasses, but behind it was this huge clock, ticking and ticking, looking at it from the screen.

“It took me 300 years to find a way to invade your realm, and I have to say, this is a magical realm space, haha. ”

The old man smiled and looked at Jenny's head floating in the middle of the sky, but completely ignored Green and Millie beside him. He couldn't wait to say: "It's time to remind the people of the world of the respect they deserve for the ancient gods, so... let the war begin! ”