Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

"elder brother..."

"Brother, it's so dark here..."

It was this damn dream again. Old Tang felt that he needed to see a psychiatrist.

Ever since the only two friends he met online invited him back to his hometown to meet them in person, saying that they could help him make a lot of money.

Old Tang rushed back excitedly.

really!

He was right.

A guy who can play StarCraft and whose personality is so compatible with his must be reliable in real life.

Old Tang found out his good friend's name, which was Rody.

He said he wanted to come to the Three Gorges to check things out, thinking there might be good stuff there, the kind that could provide them with food and drink for the rest of their lives.

The other one was called Lu Mingfei. He had met him when he was in the United States. The two of them had even driven a Greyhound on the interstate highway together.

correct

His good brother Roddy also has a very clingy but very beautiful sister.

But to be honest, the two of them don't look like siblings, but rather like a couple.

Old Tang's keen intuition told him that if Roddy didn't pay attention, he might end up in the orthopedic department.

Sometimes he really envied Roddy for having a super well-behaved sister, as if he also had one...

Have you ever had a what?

In his heart, Old Tang Qian has never dared to admit it.

But I have to admit..

It’s like having a particularly well-behaved younger brother.

But it's impossible. He is an abandoned orphan, how could he have a younger brother?

...

The thing that bothers Old Tang the most is that he always has the same nightmare.

That kind of dream is weird and scary.

Moreover, since returning to China, the strange dreams that used to occur only once a week have begun to appear more and more frequently.

All the way to this town that couldn't be more ordinary.

Not long after he arrived, he fell asleep and entered this dream again.

The dream was in a strange room.

A little boy who sounded very weak kept calling his brother.

...

So annoying... So annoying, so annoying, so annoying!!!

"Huh, shut up, will you? You're really noisy!!"

Old Tang was roaring madly in his heart. He just wanted to have a good sleep. What had he done wrong?

It’s a pity that now he can only be a bystander and has no choice.

When he opened his eyes, he turned over and sat up on the uncomfortable bed made of vines.

The sunlight poured into the house through the quaint bronze windows.

"Brother...I'm scared, where are you?"

In the empty room, there were only voices, but no one was seen.

There were several white camellia flowers in the vase on the wooden table next to him, and in front of him was an unfinished calligraphy and painting. The spilled ink had dyed a corner of the white paper black, with some deep red in it, like solidified blood, which was very dazzling.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't play hide-and-seek with me, okay?"

Old Tang's patience was almost worn out, and he shouted in frustration.

But then he was stunned.

Some of them widened their eyes in surprise.

real or fake.

he..

Can you speak now?

This is a good thing. After all, every time in the dream, he can only listen to the meaningless and weird conversations between "him" and the child. Old Tang can almost recite them by heart.

"Hey, are you still there? I can talk now. How about you come out and I'll take you home?"

Old Tang said tentatively.

But in the empty house, there was no other sound except his echo.

What about the child?

Old Tang was at a loss, and unknowingly felt a little more anxious.

It's like a parent who can't find his child.

"Little friend? Little brother? Are you there?"

Old Tang suddenly felt a little regretful.

Why did I suddenly get so angry? It's okay that I scared the child so much that he didn't dare to make a sound.

But then, the child's voice appeared in Old Tang's ears again.

But this time..

The child's voice sounded as if he was afraid of something, and his voice became extremely anxious.

"Brother! Brother!"

"...They found me, brother!!"

"No, where are you?! Who found you? Tell me your location!"

Old Tang couldn't help but search back and forth in the room, under the bed, under the table, any place where someone could hide.

But these places were empty until later..

He looked at the door that was easily overlooked and covered with rust.

Walk over quickly.

Push it open with force!

"Wait for me, I'll be there soon... Don't be afraid."

...

"Rumble--"

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky over the town, followed by thunder that became louder and more intense.

Almost all the residents who were able to escape from the town followed the long line of flashlights and took shelter in the open and higher areas near the low hills in the west.

The storm destroyed their new home which had just been built.

The flood gradually engulfed the town, with the shallower areas reaching up to the thigh level and the deeper areas even submerging the first floor.

Fortunately, the hotel that Roddin stayed in was on a high ground, on a slope.

The water flows together into a torrent.

The hotel owner didn't have time to close the door.

Suddenly a man in Winnie the Pooh pajamas rushes out.

Looking extremely anxious, he stood in front of the gate with a confused look in his eyes, looking at the slope in front of him and the dark town below.

"What's going on here? What the hell..."

Old Tang shuddered. Needless to say, his body was already wet from wading through the water just now.

Roddy's sister was also missing.

The same goes for the hotel owner and his wife.

Just like the child in the dream, they all disappeared.

"elder brother..."

The child's voice changed from panic to no specific emotion can be heard now because the distance is too far.

It was so vague that if Old Tang had not been certain that he had heard it correctly, he would have suspected that he was suffering from auditory hallucinations.

"No, where the hell are you!"

In fear

Old Tang lost control of his emotions, became increasingly agitated, and finally roared at the empty street.

"I'm not your brother at all. Are you a ghost? Why are you pestering me? If you don't come out, stay away from me!!!"

Running madly in the rain, Old Tang waved his arms unconsciously, trying to repel the lingering ghost.

But soon, the surroundings became quiet.

The sound of the heart beating strongly covered Old Tang's eardrums, and the thumping sound turned into the beating of a war drum.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang!"

The words he once said came back to my ears.

...

"The so-called fate of the abandoned tribe is to cross the wilderness, raise the battle flag again, and return to their hometown..."

Before Old Tang's eyes, it seemed as if he had traveled through a thousand years of time.

The darkness becomes light.