I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Lu Jian woke up to the ringing of the phone.

The curtains in the hotel room were drawn, and it was a little dark. He heard the voice of "Good Luck", picked up his phone, and it was Feng Yu's call.

"Hey, hey, I've arrived at the place where I live, and I'll call you to tell you I'm safe."

Feng Yu's voice sounded lively and sunny.

"Oh, that's good. It's quite far away. I slept through it all."

Lu Jian moved his shoulders, probably because of his sleeping position, his body was a little sore.

"If you are full, you will be sleepy, but you can't sleep for too long, or you will gain weight!"

When Lu Yi opened the curtains, Feng Yu's voice came, soft and waxy like the sun.

"Know it."

After chatting with Feng Yu, Lu Jian hung up the phone.

He put down his phone, went to the bathroom, washed his face with water, looked at himself in the mirror, and seemed a little haggard.

After a brief shower and a change of clothes, Lu Jian sat on the bed.

He turned on his laptop, clicked on the webpage, and typed two words in the search bar.

Feng Yu.

Press Enter to search, and Lu Jian saw a piece of news.

"Recently, a crew encountered a flash flood while filming on Thunder Mountain. Many crew members were killed and many others were injured."

Under the news, I suddenly saw Feng Yu's name.

She was one of the victims of the disaster.

Lu Yi looked at the time of the news, March of this year, probably not long after he traveled here.

"She pretended to be Feng Yu to communicate with me, what's her purpose?"

Lu Jian frowned slightly.

From the first time he saw Feng Yu, he felt that something was wrong. Later, when he was about to leave, Lu Jian finally remembered where the sense of disobedience was.

Feng Yu hardly spoke to Lu Jian in college,

But when the two chatted, they were like old friends who had been together for many years.

Feng Yu could even pick up on some of the words that Lu Juan said might not make sense.

This is too inconsistent.

Feng Yu must be fake.

So, Lu Jian tried it out.

Unexpectedly, when he finished asking that sentence, Feng Yu showed a bright smile instead.

"Would you like to sit somewhere?"

She did not respond to Lu Yi's question, but invited him to a nearby coffee shop.

The two ordered coffee, and Lu Jian took a sip. The taste was no different from the cheap coffee in the convenience store.

"Where do I start?"

Feng Yu crossed his fingers and placed them in front of her body. The sun shone on her side face, and she could see the very thin fluff on her face.

"To be precise, I'm actually Feng Yu, but I'm different from the girl you first met."

Feng Yu said something that Lu Tuan didn't quite understand, and then he picked up the cup in his hand.

"For example, just like this cup of beverage, if it looks like coffee, smells like coffee, tastes like coffee, and it is coffee by various physical and chemical methods, then what is it?"

"coffee?"

Lu Jian saw Feng Yu took a sip of the black liquid in the cup, and some remained on her lips. She pursed her lips and smiled.

"It's the same with humans."

Feng Yu put down his cup.

"If I look like Feng Yu, talk and behave like Feng Yu, have all of Feng Yu's memories, and react like her, then who am I?"

"But you are not Feng Yu."

Lu Jian is not very interested in this kind of philosophical issues. He doesn't want to discuss self-cognition or the debate on the Ship of Theseus. He just wants to know what happened to the real Feng Yu, and what is this Feng Yu now.

"I'm not going to tell you the truth because the more you know, the more likely you are to be polluted. I can only tell you that I am a traveler."

Feng Yu chuckled lightly.

"Traveler?"

Lu Jian felt more and more confused.

However, the information in Feng Yu's words made him feel very familiar.

The more you know, the more likely you are to be contaminated.

This is the default rule in A Quiet Place.

Of course, this world is also part of the Quiet Place, and this rule naturally applies.

So, Feng Yu is also the chosen one?

When Lu Jian was puzzled, Feng Yu opened his mouth to answer his question.

"Yes, I travel to all corners of the world, and sometimes I become a part of the locals and experience their lives. I am such a traveler."

Although her appearance has not changed in any way, Lu Jian can feel a sense of indifference and vicissitudes from it.

The unique temperament when I saw Feng Yu for the first time must have been born out of this connotation.

"So the real Feng Yu..."

"The real Feng Yu is here."

Feng Yu smiled sweetly.

Gorgeous, seductive, deadly and dangerous.

Lu Jian felt creepy.

He concentrated and stared at Feng Yu.

The ability of [True Vision] will become stronger when Lu Yi knows more relevant knowledge, and he can see more things.

Now, Lu Jian knows a lot about Feng Yu, so theoretically he can see more things.

However, when he did this, Feng Yu suddenly stretched out his hand.

She put her two fingers together and gently covered Lu Jian's eyes.

Although it is a very ordinary movement, it has an extraordinary meaning when it is performed by Feng Yu.

"I advise you not to watch it, it's for your own good."

Feng Yu's voice was a little worried, like an old mother whose son failed a math test.

"Although curiosity is the greatest driving force for human progress, in fact, curiosity can easily lead to destruction. Knowing everything is not enough to penetrate the truth. Sometimes ignorance is the greatest happiness."

She withdrew her hand and smiled.

"Besides, it's not what a gentleman should do to casually look at girls' secrets."

"I see."

Lu Jian gave up the idea of ​​using [True Vision] to see Feng Yu.

Thinking about it carefully, he was able to search for Feng Yu's recent situation several times before, but he didn't make the trip due to various reasons.

In a sense, this is not subconscious self-preservation.

After all, the monitor who had barely spoken in college suddenly had a good conversation with him, and he often paid attention to his current situation, just like the girl who had a crush on him, there must be something wrong.

Maybe Lu Juan realized this subconsciously, so he avoided meeting Feng Yu.

Since the other party said that there is no need to read it, Lu Jian obeyed and did not read it.

After all, he is not an irrational lunatic. When an existence that does not know what the ontology is kindly persuades you not to do something, it is best not to do it.

"Okay, it's all clear. I really should go back. I hope you will still treat me as Feng Yu in the future, just like before. Well, of course, I can't be your mother."

Feng Yu drank the coffee and stood up.

"Also, I really like your movies and hope to see your works, come on."

She waved her hand and left.

Lu Jian watched Feng Yu leave, and remained silent for a moment in his seat before drinking the coffee in front of him.

"...Did she not pay the bill just now?"

Lu stumbled and realized.