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Chapter 3 Awakening

After a long time of vagueness, Qingying suddenly felt a sharp pain like a needle on his head. His consciousness gradually awakened, and he remembered the scene of being sucked into the Brandenburg Gate by a black hole. He was frightened and suddenly opened his eyes.

The plain light is soft and gentle, and the white quilt is warm and soft.

The clear and gorgeous crystal pendant swayed gently on the ceiling, and the soft and pleasing white light fell down. Although Qingying woke up from her coma and her pupils were still enlarged, she did not feel any glare when facing the crystal chandelier. She turned around and found that she seemed to be in a ward.

Beige floor, a few clean ones. The warm red cross logo is embedded in the middle wall. At a glance, it gives people a feeling of trust and peace. Two drip bottles with half-filled potion are hung upside down on the beam at the head of the bed, and the German letters on the label are in their eyes; a huge can of dark blue oxygen cylinder is leaning against the corner, and there are various dial scales on the mouth of the bottle. A faint fragrance of medicine spreads in the air.

Looking at these characteristic symbols belonging to the hospital, Qingying finally let go of her heart; she should have been rescued by a kind-hearted person and sent to the hospital. But for some reason, Qingying always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't say it. This feeling was very subtle, which made him frown and think hard.

Just as he was puzzled, he swept across the window railing on the wall from the corner of his eyes. Qingying suddenly realized what was wrong. The room he was in had a little classical atmosphere! Whether it was the wall, floor, window, or chandeliers, they were all styles from more than a hundred years ago; this feeling was like... it was like traveling to the end of the 19th century!

Which hospital is so retro and has created so many imitations to create an atmosphere? I have been in Berlin for almost two years and have been to many large hospitals due to professional reasons, but I have never heard of any hospital with this kind of retro design. Even the bottles and pipelines are very different from the medical supplies in the 21st century!

While he was thinking about it, low footsteps came from outside the door. Qingying was delighted. Could it be that the nurse was here? He didn't know how long he had been in a coma in this retro hospital, so he could ask. As soon as he thought of this, he was very energetic and stared at the brown door without blinking.

The footsteps were getting louder and louder, and the sound of wheels rolling across the ground. After a while, the wooden door of the ward was opened. A female nurse in her 30s in pure white clothes pushed a cart of bottles of potions. Seeing the angel in white, Qingying felt relieved; he adjusted his mind to a German state and said, "This woman..."

As soon as he spit out two syllables, Qingying suddenly found that his voice became tender and clear; he was shocked, his eyes moved down, and immediately saw the most incredible thing in his life, and was instantly shocked to the sky.

His arms and body suddenly shrank by one third, becoming as big as a child! Even his original yellow skin turned white like milk. After a little touch, it was smooth like silk and soft as satin! Qingying shivered, and glanced down with a trembling look. Fortunately, his chest did not bulge, but was still flat; although somewhere became slightly smaller than before, it was still there.

"It's okay, it's okay! Although his body has shrunk a little, at least he hasn't become a woman!" Qingying was still shocked and couldn't help but pat his chest; but unexpectedly, this action touched the little bits on his hand, and the slender needle suddenly pulled out from the back of his hand. In the pain, he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

"Ah! Your Highness, why did you accidentally remove the syringe?" The female nurse saw that the needle on Qingying's hand was falling off, and the needle was still dripping with droplets. She immediately let go of the cart in her hand, walked quickly to the bed, and quickly inserted it back into the venous blood vessel. She looked at the few reels left on the beam, skillfully replaced a new bottle of medicine, and reminded: "This is the last bottle, don't move any more."

"District... Your Highness?" Qingying's mind was blank. He was obviously a twenty-year-old young man, so why did he become a sage in his early 10s in an unknown way? Thinking of the strange title, the strange classical style around him, and the young body, Qingying was shocked and an incredible thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Could it be that the mark under Brandenburg's sect has unexplained power and traveled his soul to the body of this child in another parallel universe?

Before he could finish his thoughts, a lot of complicated memories suddenly surged out of Qingying's mind. Thousands of unprecedented pictures passed by him like a revolving lantern, as if he had experienced 10 years in an instant. Qingying sat in a daze, as if he was as if he was sitting in a daze. None of these memory fragments belonged to him!

Seeing Qingying's eyes stagnant and as if he had lost his soul, the female nurse thought he was still scared of the scene of being struck by lightning at that time and couldn't bear it. Even an adult suddenly saw that terrifying Thunder Heavenly Power would have a great fear, not to mention that the person in front of him was just a child less than 11 years old?

"Don't worry, your Highness, although your crown prince is no longer there, you are already safe." The female nurse slowed down her tone and showed a peaceful smile. "In the next few days, we will follow and observe your physical condition. Your Highness should have a good rest, don't think too much."

Looking at the kind and sincere smile of the person in front of him, Qingying's mind was in chaos and nodded mechanically. The female nurse smiled slightly, not disobeying her; she turned around and pushed the cart away from the room.

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"Bang." With a slight sound, the door was closed again, blocking the coldness from the outside world. Qingying lowered her head and looked at her body over and over again, hoping that this was just a dream... Unfortunately, no miracle happened. The large number of memories that emerged in her mind also reminded him that this was in the real world.

Did you really travel through time like this?

Qingying was confused and bitter. But one thing he could be thankful for was that he was in the world of the 21st century and had no worries after traveling through time. Since I can remember, he has not known who his parents were. He completed his high school with a large-scale donation from a philanthropist, and then came to XXX University in Germany as an exchange student. To this day, the two-year exchange student career has ended. Just as Qingying was about to leave Berlin in a few days, this strange incident suddenly happened!

However... the luck of traveling through time seems to be pretty good? I didn't become an old man, a woman, or a kitten or a dog, but I got myself the body of a young boy, and the age of this body is 10 years younger than my soul... This feeling of rejuvenation cannot be experienced by individuals!

Thinking of the belly that could never be reduced in his previous life, and looking at the belly that was flatter than the airport, Qingying, who gradually calmed down, finally showed a hint of relief on her face. After sitting withered for a while, Qingying finally accepted the reality of his consciousness occupying another body. Seeing the instruments filled with classical aura around him, he felt that he was very likely no longer in the 21st century, so what is the year now?

This thought just arises, and a memory that does not belong to you emerges. This feeling is very strange, as if you think of something forgotten in the light of inspiration, as if you suddenly see it, it is so mysterious that it is hard to say. October 17, 1893, this is the most recent date recorded by the soul before this body; it seems that I should have traveled back to the Second German Empire when William II had just ascended the throne.

"Did it be during the Second Empire..." Qingying murmured, with a look of longing and excitement on his face. The reason was that during the more than a year of exchange student in Berlin, Qingying had fully exposed everything about this nation: the hardworking and punctual quality, the solemn and tenacious people, the magnificent and precise industry, the brilliant and splendid civilization... After years of influence, Qingying had a very deep impression on him, which made him feel sincerely grateful and admired this nation. This precipitation feeling that was created through personal experience is essentially different from those of the Chinese people who were in the rebellious period of youth on the Celestial Empire and the blind obedience of national socialism.

During the time when the Qing Dynasty was studying at a second-rate university in Berlin, I loved the house and Ukraine, and had nothing to do, I naturally read some books on the modern history of Germany and had a clear understanding of the modern history of this country. The Second Empire ruled by William II brought the German nation to an unprecedented height, with the world's first army and the world's second navy, and the total steel output value representing industrial power exceeded the sum of Britain and France. Unfortunately, William II was the second one.

The world believed too much about the power of the empire and its own talent, and made continuous major mistakes in diplomatic affairs. Although Germany was the best in industrial strength in Europe, it was defeated and slaughtered by the joint suppression of Britain, France and Russia. On June 21, 1919, the high seas fleet that once shocked the whole world sank Scapafro in a "rainbow" telecommunications; a week later, the Peace of Versailles was signed in Paris, and the world's number one army fell apart and became the dust fog of history.
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