Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 212 The Truth About Resurrection (2)

Song Zehan expected that Ruan Shiyan would ask this question first.

Almost at the moment when her voice fell, she nodded her head before speaking.

"Have."

Song Zehan's tone was serious and his voice was firm.

Ruan Shiyan was startled.

Really?
"Then why don't I have any new wounds on my body? And the current state doesn't look like someone who has undergone major surgery!"

"Even if I slept for a long time and recovered, the wound can't disappear."

Song Zehan tidied up his shirt slowly, looking at Ruan Shiyan with a little more complicated eyes.

Their eyes met, and after a while, they said tactfully.

"Yanyan, do you believe that there is a time machine in this world?"

"Time machine?" The topic turned so much that Ruan Shiyan was shocked, "Is it... the Doraemon one?"

"Well, similar." Song Zehan nodded slightly.

Ruan Shiyan blinked and waited for a while before giving her most honest answer.

"I... I didn't believe it before, but after hearing your question, I kind of feel that there should be some story behind it."

Song Zehan's knuckle-boned fingers lightly brushed the tip of Ruan Shiyan's nose, seeing that she should be more receptive, the complexity in his eyes dissipated a little.

"Human civilization has been developing, and technology has been advancing. Some problems that are difficult to solve now will become very easy in 50 or [-] years."

Ruan Shiyan nodded.

"I understand this. It's like the ancient people who want to send news to someone. Apart from coming to the door in person, they can only send messages or letters. Not to mention the trouble, it is time-consuming, but now they just need to move their fingers. .”

Song Zehan let out an "um" and continued along the lines of Ruan Shiyan's explanation.

"The reason why we know the way the ancients passed on the news is through some archaeological research. Have you ever thought that we are also the objects of research by the people of the future?"

Time Machine……

The present problems can be easily solved in the future...

people from the future...

Ruan Shiyan quickly concatenated the information and got a guess that she didn't know how to believe.

It was precisely because this guess was too unbelievable that she didn't answer, but quietly waited for Song Zehan's next explanation.

After all, it must not be easy for Song Zehan to lay out so many answers.

"Actually—I came into contact with some people who did not exist in this era. To them, we are the ancient people in their eyes."

"At first, they invited me to conduct some experiments and obtain some data through me, so as to achieve the purpose of in-depth understanding of people in this era."

"But I refused."

Song Zehan blinked slowly, and when he spoke again, there was a hint of memory in his voice.

"I didn't believe it when I first met, but it didn't take long for something to happen to you. I had no choice but to ask them for help."

Hearing this, Ruan Shiyan couldn't hold back, and interrupted Song Zehan, "So my resurrection from the dead...was done by them?!"

"Yes." Song Zehan nodded and continued to explain: "The cause of your death is related to the heart. In their way, they gave you a special heart, which can also repair the brain damaged by ischemia to the greatest extent. "

"But there is only one thing. In exchange, I can't talk to you directly. As long as I say it, if they find out, your heart will stop beating instantly."

"Although it will recover immediately, the beating speed is very slow. The process from stopping to fully recovering takes about two hours."

(End of this chapter)