Struggle in the Steam Age

　　 Half an hour later, Liang En, who had already taken a shower and treated his wounds, stood in front of the washbasin in his room and looked at the mirror with a missing corner on the opposite wall.

　　 A young man of medium build, black hair and black pupils, it seemed that the figure of an intellectual came into his eyes. It's just that the tight gauze wrapped like a Tianzhu person on his head looks a bit undermining the overall image.

　　 "This is who I am now, Lawrence August." Liang En whispered to himself through the light from the small skylight on the roof of the attic. "But why did I appear in this world, why did I become Lawrence August. Most importantly, can I go back?"

Looking at the strange self in the mirror, after a few minutes of silence, Liang En, who was wearing a long cotton shirt that he had just put on, reluctantly climbed onto the bed and lay on his back, thinking about the most important issue for him now. .

　　 As a post-90s generation, Liang En naturally also read a lot of online novels about traversal. Naturally, he also imagined what would happen if he went to other worlds when he was bored. But now that he really left his hometown, he realized that he had so many things that he couldn't let go of, and he couldn't be as cool as the protagonist of many novels.

　　 Parents, relatives, friends, smart phones, convenient online world, and all kinds of familiar things. These all prompted him to want to go back eagerly.

　　 Looking at the sloping ceiling, Liang En began to recall a little bit of what he did before this place became Lawrence August.

　　 "There was no difference between time and peace in the past few days, normal eating, normal sleeping, and normal commuting. The only difference is that I went to a scenic spot known as the eighth wonder of the world, and then—"

　　 Thinking of this, Liang En suddenly sat up, he suddenly pushed aside the fog that was entrenched in memory, and remembered that he had bought an unusual bronze mirror before.

　　 It was on the pile of stalls at the entrance of the attraction. A group of peasant-dressed people have been selling the so-called treasures just dug from the ground to tourists. Of course, if these are true, they can easily rebuild a museum of the same level as the Palace Museum with what they dug up in a year.

　　 As a local, Liang En naturally knows the doorway here. But this time, he accidentally saw a palm-sized bronze mirror among these tourist souvenirs, although the stall owner repeatedly claimed that it was a bronze mirror of the Han Dynasty, just dug from the field. However, the mirror body with shiny metallic luster and no trace of rust is really unconvincing.

　　 After a lot of rumors, Liang En spent 200 yuan to win the 5,000 yuan thing. But what he didn't know was that just after he left, the boss whispered while putting the money in his pocket: "Why don't I remember that there is such a new mirror in the goods I bought? This is a sample from the factory. Huh?"

After returning home from the trip, he played with this bronze mirror for a long time, but the more he played with it, the more something he felt was wrong: from the perspective of his keyboard archaeologist, this bronze mirror is fully in line with the various characteristics of the Han mirror, from the texture. This is true for the material. But from another perspective, this thing will never take more than a week to be manufactured.

　　 This is what makes him most strange: because if someone really has that kind of technology to imitate the mirror so finely, theoretically, he shouldn't forget the simple old one.

　　 has been studying until the evening, and he could not see more information from this mirror. As a result, I didn't expect that after going to bed as usual, I opened my eyes again and appeared in the sewer of another world, even the outer shell was changed.

"Go to Taishan, see the gods, eat jade, drink the spring, drive the dragon, and ride the floating clouds." Liang En recalled the common Han Dynasty image of rising immortals behind the bronze mirror and the words on it, while muttering in Chinese. After the inscription on the back of the mirror appeared, what he didn't expect was that as the last word fell, everything around him seemed to be still.

　　 But he hadn't reacted to these unexpected changes, and everything he could see quickly began to twist and spin. The wound on the back of his head hurt again, as if someone had stuffed a soldering iron into his head.

　　 During the severe headache, Liang En subconsciously closed his eyes. When the darkness enveloped everything, all the discomfort disappeared, and the body suddenly became lighter.

　　 When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a clearing of two to three hundred meters. But outside the open space, there was nothing but a blank void.

　　 After scanning the surroundings, Liang En placed his gaze in front of him. There was the only thing in this clearing: a phantom of a big tree that looked like a 3D projection.

　　The big tree looks a bit like mushrooms, and its trunk grows straight. All the branches and leaves are gathered at the top of the tree. The cyan leaves and purple trunks show a special beauty. A palm-sized bronze mirror was suspended in mid-air, as if it were inlaid on a tree trunk.

"I should have entered in the state of a soul, and the bronze mirror floating in front of me is the culprit that allowed me to pass through." Liang En immediately realized this after entering this space, and then he raised his head and looked at the shadow of the big tree. solution. "But why did the big tree in the relief on the back of the mirror come out?"

　　 "Hello! Myself." Just as Liang En walked to the phantom of the big tree to study the mirror carefully, a voice suddenly came from behind him. Turning his head suddenly, he was surprised to see a white phantom that looked exactly the same as his current body appeared behind him.

　　 "Myself?" Liang En seemed to have heard a very crucial word.

　　 "Yes, you are me!" After speaking, the white phantom walked to the side of the tree and touched the bronze mirror with his hands. In an instant, the familiar pain once again occupied Liang En's brain.

　　 But unlike the previous pain, this pain made his thinking so clear. He even felt that his mind had never been so clear, and his memories had never been so clear.

　　His memory keeps going back, from the time he hit his head a moment ago, went to school, and lived with his adoptive father in the church. Then I brushed it black, and I returned to the bed that I slept on, and then backtracked again. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com can even backtrack every word and every picture I have seen in the past.

　　 As if pressing the rewind button, he quickly reviewed his previous life. Finally, the blackness before his eyes went back to the mirror.

　　 "I understand." Liang En looked at the white phantom and said, the memory that the white phantom injected into him just now made him realize that he didn't just cross over as he imagined, but was worn by the fetus.

　　 His soul was first brought into this world by the mirror from his hometown, and then bonded with a local fetal soul.

　　Because the fetus is extremely fragile, for the sake of self-protection, the mirror seals all of Liang En’s will and memory, leaving only the most basic instincts, and then grows with the soul of the fetus itself.

　　Naturally, the two souls influence each other when they coexist for decades. This is why Lawrence thought that the Oriental Sinian-style bronze mirror was so close to the eye.

　　 Due to the loss caused by the crossing, Liang En’s true spirit has been sleeping for the past two decades. If there were no accidents, he would probably wake up in a few years and then become the grandfather Lawrence carried with him.

　　 But this robbery changed everything. When Lawrence's soul began to collapse after being hit hard, his body instinctively awakened Liang En's soul, which had almost recovered, and made him regain his self-awareness.

　　 "Twenty years, and so far away from home, it seems that I can't go back." It is good to be able to become a person again, but the fact that he can't go home also makes Liang En extremely frustrated.

　　 But he quickly got rid of his frustration. After all, it is a gift of fate to be able to live another life after experiencing this kind of thing. What is so unsatisfactory.