The text descriptions also began to increase and become more complex.

Most of them were popular science columns. During this period, Wen Bucai did not have a complete memory, only a vague sense of survival.

Until the Shahs of Chad started coming out of their caves.

Until the naked ape puts on clothes.

Until human civilization bursts into bright fire.

Until AD 30.

A crucifix of the saint carved from the leg bone lies in the middle of the avenue.

There are also three holy nails, silver tableware for the Holy Communion, and a cup made of crystal skulls to hold the wine of the Holy Blood.

Meteor: “It’s so much fun now!”

Jiang Xueming said nothing, just picked up the card and looked at it carefully.

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From twenty-five myotomes to thirty-three spines.

My life will always stay before the age of thirty-three. It may change with the quality of life, but it will not exceed the bone age range of twenty-five to thirty-three.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Except that the carbon isotopes in the bones can show my true age, I don’t know who I am.

The historian at the scientific research station told me——

——The carving on this bone is me.

I said he is not me.

——They insist that he is me...

Well, there's nothing I can do about it.

But what does this mean?

My head can remember things for more than a hundred years at most. Everything else will be carved into completely different shapes with the carving knife of time.

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Further forward, further forward.

Coming to Fuzhou in 1857, there were iron plows and scimitars lying in brocade boxes.

There are more words on the card.

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I don't remember how I woke up, I just remember the old man from the township meeting and my cousin talking to me.

I defected to the Taiping Army, and followed the uprising of my fellow villagers on the pretext of worshiping God.

But it failed. When I woke up, I was missing a leg. I didn't remember anything, so I used crutches and fled to live in the United States with my brothers.

I committed many crimes, including working with the Pacific Railroad Company to introduce folks to build the railroad.

Three years later, my legs actually grew back.

I learned to speak English and went to the metropolis with my team leader and foreman to pick up girls and play with guns.

I spent less time with my folks and stayed away more, waiting for me to set off from York City on the east coast to visit relatives in Colorado. The work unit only handed me yellow pages contracts.

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Jiang Xueming and Bu Liuxing were silent.

They saw the bloody railroad tracks among the lockers.

Whip and hat.

Guns and hemp tobacco.

A deck of playing cards.

Perfume bottles, mercury fulminates, gunpowder firearms.

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At that moment, I thought that I had the ability to grow my broken legs back by eating human flesh.

I hope to end my sinful life on this railway——

——Someone pulled me off the tracks.

His name is Jack Martin.

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Step by step, the two of them saw more and more portraits and antiquities.

A pair of big leather boots, a vicious crystal scorpion.

Police officer's pentagram seal.

A revolver produced by Remington.

Obsidian cards have more and more text.

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Jack is an English nobleman.

My father was a lord who made great achievements in making guns during the Industrial Revolution.

This son has no future, he just needs to stay in the manor to eat and wait to die——

——It was only his thirst for adventure that brought him to this wild and fertile land.

At this moment, the fear in my heart stirred up Morpho Butterfly, and I realized that this careless Anglo-Saxon was not simple.

Jack's mental state is very strange. He is easily frightened and angry, easily overjoyed and sad, and cannot control his emotions. He will be seduced away by all kinds of delicious meat and the beauty of prostitutes.

I can clearly feel that this guy only has half of his soul.

I'm very grateful to him for saving my life——

——So he decided to live up to his luck and seek revenge from the Perfume Bottle Gang under the Pacific Railway Company.

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Keep going.

These experiences can connect with Teacher Victor’s story.

Jiang Xueming paid special attention and noticed one thing.

"Teacher Victor has soul power."

Bu Liuxing also noticed.

"Mr. Wen Bucai also possessed soul power more than a hundred years ago."

Jiang Xueming: "Both of them, there were no pyroxene and sticks at that time."

Bu Liuxing: "Yes, just relying on fear, relying on fear, the most primitive and pure emotion, makes the Morpho butterfly in my heart fly."

These two immortals came to the underground world after possessing soul power and completing transformation. They were completely different from the transformation path arranged by the BOSS for the passengers. They were pure wild Morpho butterflies.

The showcase after that was nothing more than fighting and killing along the way.

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We destroyed the shopping street of Sloth Town, and it was fate that Victor and I met.

Little Jack was originally as timid as a mouse, he didn't dare to go to trouble with the perfume bottle with me, but he was looking forward to it, hoping to get a little bit of the reputation of a hero.

He followed me secretly, and at the big hotel on the commercial street, he noticed David Victor's name on the guest list.

In order to read the latest chapter of Victor, this guy completely forgot about me, dropped all his defenses, and knocked hard on Victor's door in the lair where tigers and wolves were occupied by dangerous enemies.

I care deeply about Jack's safety, he is my savior.

It wasn't until I rushed to the scene and found Jack in a state of despair, drooling and delirious while holding the manuscript paper, that I beat Victor violently.
To be continued...