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"Don't make him too excited, it will cause difficulty in breathing..."

Before Dean Wang finished speaking, the young man began to cough violently. After several coughs, a mouthful of blood came out of his throat.

Seeing this, Wu Zhongyuan hurriedly helped him to sit down, but although the young man spit out a mouthful of blood, he felt much better and waved his hands to indicate that he could stand and talk.

Seeing that the young man's originally pale cheeks turned a little rosy, Wang Xinran hurriedly looked at Dean Wang, "Is it a return to the past?"

Dean Wang has seen similar situations countless times and nodded, "He lost too much blood and has run out of energy. His recovery will not last long. You must hurry up."

"Can I give him a blood transfusion?" Wu Zhongyuan turned around and asked. The hospital must have checked this young man's blood before.

Dean Wang shook his head.

Wang Xinran took out his cell phone and pointed it at Wu Zhongyuan, "Ask whatever you want to ask as soon as possible."

"The hyperbaric chamber has monitoring equipment." Dean Wang said.

Wang Xinran did not put down her phone, but raised her hand to signal Wu Zhongyuan to hurry up.

Wu Zhongyuan helped the young man sit down against the bulkhead, and squatted opposite him. He first pointed to Wang Xinran, "Wang Xinran", then to Dean Wang, "Dean Wang", and then to the young man himself.

The young man knew that Wu Zhongyuan was asking his name, "Wu Zhui."

Language and writing did not come together at the same time. Language came first, then writing. The two were merged together at a later stage. The young man’s pronunciation is Wu Zhui, so his name is pronounced Wu Zhui, but it is not necessarily the same. Wu chases these two words.

Wu Zhongyuan pointed at himself again. He was eight months old when he came here, so he should have a name.

"Wu." Wu Zhui said.

Wu Zhongyuan suddenly realized that Wu should be the surname of his father's family. Wu Zhui and Wu Qianshan both used this surname. The reason why the master gave him the surname Wu was undoubtedly because the birdman told the master that his name was Wu.

There was a plywood for recording hanging in the hyperbaric chamber. Dean Wang took it off and handed it to Wu Zhongyuan, "Let's see if he can write?"

Wu Zhongyuan took the plywood, wrote a few words himself, and then handed it to Wu Zhui.

Wu Zhui was very smart and immediately understood Wu Zhongyuan's intention. He took the plywood and pen and started writing quickly. His writing posture was different from that of modern people. It was a bit like holding a brush or a paint stick, but he wrote very quickly. , which shows that he wrote frequently before.

Dean Wang was very excited when he saw that Wu Zhui could write. There are two different theories in the academic world about the origin of Chinese characters. One said that Chinese characters originated from the Xia Dynasty, and the other believed that Chinese characters originated from the Huangdi period and were compiled and developed by Cangjie. Wu Zhui can write, which shows that Chinese characters existed in ancient times.

After Wu Zhui came to modern times, he must have seen this kind of pen that can be written without dipping in ink. He was not surprised. He kept writing quickly. The characters he used were extremely primitive, a bit like oracle bone inscriptions, and were also very similar to hieroglyphs. Many of the characters were More like graphics.

Wu Zhui's writing was arranged up and down, from right to left, in large fonts. After filling one page, he folded it, tore it off, handed it to Wu Zhongyuan, and then wrote the second page.

Wu Zhongyuan did not interrupt Wu Zhui's writing. Wu Zhui was very smart. He knew that compared with language, words written on paper can be retained for a long time and are easier to trace and understand, so he would tell the story in words as much as possible.

Wu Zhui is really smart and very wary.

When writing, he kept his head down and used his hanging hair to cover the written words. After each page he wrote, he folded and then tore it. The reason for doing this was undoubtedly that he did not want anyone other than Wu Zhongyuan to see the written content.

Wu Zhui kept writing, and he had written more than ten pages without stopping. Seeing that the paper on the plywood was about to run out, Dean Wang went out to get another stack.

At this time, Wu Zhui was coughing violently again, tilting his head and coughing up blood from time to time, but the expression on his face was very calm, without any panic. After going through many hardships, he finally found the person he was looking for. At this time, he was delivering information. His mission finish quickly.

After fifteen pages, Wu Zhui's writing speed slowed down, but his slowness was not due to lack of physical strength, but because he started to think and stopped to think about it every time he wrote some words.

Seeing this, Wu Zhongyuan felt relieved. Judging from Wu Zhui's actions, he had finished writing the important things and was now thinking about what else needed to be added.

Seeing that Wu Zhui wanted to put down his pen, Wu Zhongyuan made a gesture like holding a baby, and then made a bird's beak in front of his lips.

Wu Zhui understood and knew that Wu Zhongyuan was asking about the identity of the person, so he wrote it again, and after finishing it, he handed it to Wu Zhongyuan.

Wu Zhongyuan took the pen in Wu Zhui's hand, drew a circle, pointed at himself and Wu Zhui, then drew another circle, pointed at Dean Wang and Wang Xinran, and then used the pen to draw between the two circles. He drew a straight line and a forward arrow. In case Wu Zhui wouldn't understand, he drew multiple forward arrows on the straight line.

Finally, draw another straight line below the straight line with the forward arrow, and use a pen to draw a backward arrow.

Wu Zhui understood, took the pen, and drew a retreating arrow from the second straight line. Then he grabbed Wu Zhongyuan's hand tightly, pointed at the first circle, and nodded heavily to Wu Zhongyuan.

Seeing this situation, Dean Wang and Wang Xinran looked at each other in confusion. The silent communication between Wu Zhongyuan and Wu Zhui was not subtle. What Wu Zhongyuan meant was, can we still go back? What Wu Zhui means is that he can go back, and he must go back.

Wu Zhongyuan patted Wu Zhui's shoulder, nodded sternly, then pointed at the two circles and waved his hand, showing helplessness on his face.

Wu Zhui pointed to the pile of paper in Wu Zhongyuan's hand, indicating that the way to return was on it.

Wu Zhongyuan pointed to the second circle, and then pointed to himself, making a puzzled gesture.

Wu Zhui understood that Wu Zhongyuan wanted to ask why he was here. After thinking about it, he reached out and gestured in a fighting posture, then stretched his arms, closed his eyes and raised his head, and then used the pen in his hand to draw a horizontal line on the paper. After finishing it, he immediately painted it out, and then drew another vertical line, and his vertical line connected the second circle.

Wu Zhongyuan vaguely understood that there should have been a fierce battle near Huang County. That battle was likely to be participated by someone who could control time and space. This person originally wanted to move him from the battlefield to another safe place, but as a result There was a deviation, and the shift in space became a shift in time. The position did not change, but the time did.

After pondering, Wu Zhongyuan pulled Dean Wang and Wang Xinran, squatted between them, making a baby posture, and then pointed at Dean Wang and Wang Xinran.

Wu Zhui saw Wu Zhongyuan's actions, but did not respond.

Seeing this situation, Wu Zhongyuan thought that Wu Zhui failed to understand what he meant, so he repeated the action just now.

Wu Zhui sighed, closed his eyes and shook his head.

Wu Zhongyuan understood, but he was unwilling to accept the reality and further confirmed, pointing at Dean Wang and looking at Wu Zhui.

Wu Zhui shook his head.

Then he pointed at Wang Xinran and then at Wu Zhui.

Wu Zhui shook his head again.

Wu Zhongyuan raised his hands to cover his face. What he had just asked was about his parents, and Wu Zhui's answer was that his parents were gone. In fact, Wu Zhui had already understood when he made the gesture for the first time, but he was just afraid that he would not be able to accept it. reality.

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan was in a low mood, Wu Zhui took the plywood and painted again. This time what he painted was not words, but some number-like things arranged up and down. There were four lines in total. The first line was a circle, and the second line was There are two vertical bars, the third line is two "正" characters plus two vertical bars, and the last line is a horizontal line.

Seeing the confusion on Wu Zhongyuan's face, Wu Zhui pointed at him and then at the circle in the first row.

Then he pointed to the two vertical bars in the second row, stretched his arms, closed his eyes and raised his head.

Point to the third row again, arch your right arm and make a power pose.

When you point to the fourth row, raise your head and look up.

Finally, he pointed at the circle drawn by Wu Zhongyuan to represent their world, and looked at Wu Zhongyuan solemnly.

Wu Zhongyuan nodded. Wu Zhui was very smart and his expression was very accurate. What Wu Zhui meant was that he was the leader of a certain tribe, or to be precise, the leader's successor. There should be two wizards and ten others under him. Two brave warriors and a tribe of people who rely on him.

Then Wu Zhui started to cough. Seeing that he was uncomfortable with the cough, Wu Zhongyuan stepped forward and patted his back to calm him down. At this moment, Wu Zhui took the opportunity to stuff something into his collar.

This thing was cold and slippery. Wu Zhongyuan knew instantly what it was. He also understood that Wu Zhui's cough was just to lure him over, and secretly handed the white jade to him.

After doing this, Wu Zhui felt relieved, closed his eyes, took a long breath, and a smile appeared on his face.

He had long since run out of energy and was relying solely on his will to support him. Now that he had completed his mission and his wish was fulfilled, the ruddy face gradually faded away and was replaced by bloodless paleness.

"Wu Zhui." Wu Zhongyuan called his name.

Wu Zhui didn't seem to expect that Wu Zhongyuan would call out his name. He perked up slightly and opened his eyes to look at Wu Zhongyuan.

After a brief pause, Wu Zhui raised his finger and pointed at the last line of the last piece of paper on the plywood, and then pointed at himself.

This last line should represent ordinary tribesmen below wizards and warriors. Wu Zhui's move should be to show that he is just an ordinary tribesman.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't quite understand the meaning of his move and looked up at Wu Zhui.

Wu Zhui did not look at him this time, but looked at Dean Wang and Wang Xinran. After a brief direct look, Wu Zhui raised his right hand and said something in a deep voice. Then he clenched his fist and hit the bulkhead, accompanied by a sound There was a muffled sound, and the thick stainless steel bulkhead was penetrated in one fell swoop.

The incident happened suddenly. None of the three people expected that a dying person would burst out with such shocking power. After calming down, they looked at Wu Zhui and found that he had stopped moving. This punch was his last blow before death. One blow completely depleted his remaining life, and his right arm was not retracted even after the blow.

After a brief silence, Dean Wang stepped forward and felt Wu Zhui's breath, checked his pulse again, turned around and shook his head at the two of them.

Wang Xinran nodded and put away his mobile phone.

Dean Wang leaned over to look at the bulkhead, and exclaimed in shock, "How could a dying man have so much strength?"

"He was afraid that Wu Zhongyuan would not want to go back, so he wanted to use a show of force to arouse his curiosity and prompt him to return." Wang Xinran said.

"No," Wu Zhongyuan closed his eyes and shook his head, "He is demonstrating to you, telling you that I am not alone, and making you wary and afraid to hurt me..."

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