[Thursday]

Because these days were not normal and some supernatural events and troubles happened, my nerves were very tight and I didn't have good sleep these past three days. Other than Blair's reform and becoming my friend, I didn't think I had much luck this week.

In these three days, my state of mind has undergone a huge change, I met those beyond the myth of human beings, I met some bad school bullies, I met a real god in the world, I met those hidden in the mysterious organization of human society, and I've met really good friends...

Probably because of the stimulation of these things, I always feel that something is going to happen around me. My "misfortune" is actually not over yet, but I can't tell what it is, and I can't detect any abnormalities.

And a god seemed to test my idea and let me see an "anomaly" today.

Today, in order not to repeat the mistake of being late yesterday, I got up half an hour earlier than usual, and I got to class 20 minutes earlier than usual. However, to my surprise, I was not the first student to arrive in the class, because I saw Dianthe sitting in a chair reading a book seriously.

She was holding a brown book cover "One Hundred Years of Solitude" in her hand; her expression was very intoxicated; her hands also turned the pages over; her expression was like a child chewing candy, enjoying the sweet mouth filled to overflowing, but Dianthe had a more serious and look than a child would in that situation.

Seeing her arrive at school early surprised me. Although I had heard about the famous book, I had never read it personally, and even I did not often go to the library to borrow books.

"Dianthe! You're so early!"

I greeted her with a smile but startled Dianthe, who was obviously too absorbed in the story to notice my arrival.

"Hi! Chris, you're early today!"

"Well, you're reading! Do you think 'One Hundred Years of Solitude' is good?"

"No, no, no! This book is not a regular book to be described as good or bad; this is the history of human literature, but it is the work of Colombian writer, Garcia Marquez. It is the representative work of Latin American magic, realism literature. It is known as "The Reproduction of Latin American History and Society". A picture of the great masterpiece."

Dianthe corrected my words with a serious look on her face, which made me feel that she was too excited. Her image of being honest and dutiful changed, which made me feel at a loss for a moment, and I felt that I could not see through her.

"'One hundred Years of Solitude' is indeed a history of human literature, but can you understand it as a mythical creature?"

I didn't mean to make things difficult for Dianthe, which is really my doubt. Human literature is created by humans, which are generated according to human thinking and culture. Mythical creatures, nature, and humans belong to different species, and as an Oriental mythical creature, her culture and thinking have nothing to do with the western world.

"Of course! It tells the story of seven generations of the Buendia family and the century-long rise and fall of the Caribbean town of Macondo, reflecting a century of turbulent history in Latin America. The work integrates mythical, legendary, folk stories, religious allusions, and other mysterious factors. It is skillfully mixing reality and fantasy, showing a magnificent imaginary world, which is... "

Dianthe was still holding forth, like a salesman selling his company's products, which shocked me as a human being, and I was surprised by her love for this book.

"No, I mean it's not just the text and the culture, can you read and understand the deep meaning?"

"Indeed, at first I did not understand the meaning of the author, but when I put my own experience to it and knew the history of the plugin, I suddenly feel this book was less difficult to understand. It is very much like an Oriental dragon prince's regent of purple jade's representative works" Compared to ten thousand years, "One Hundred Years of Solitude" is just a short century of history, "Ten Thousand Sufferings" describes a history of ten thousand years."

"Purple jade? Ten thousand years of suffering? You have this kind of literature?"

I was so stunned by the unicorn that my confidence as a human being was slapped in the face as if I had been stripped of my top half.

"Woah!! These mythical creatures don't play by the rules at all! According to the normal routine, the literary creation of mythical creatures should not be a magic book that records taboo spells and mysterious spells, etc.?"

"What's wrong with you suddenly having a book called "Ten Thousand Years of Suffering"? Anyone with a serious name can tell that this book is clearly the mythical creature version of "One Hundred Years of Solitude", ok?"

Dianthe didn't care about my expression, she just smiled and continued: "Of course! Mythical creatures have developed on the earth for 100 million years, and there are numerous literary creations. We Oriental mythical creatures are very concerned about the dissemination of knowledge. After all, cultural inheritance is very important for any civilization.

"So, are there imaginative types of fiction, like entertainment such as the Harry Potter series? In the history of human literary creation, have been quite a lot!"

I laughed in disbelief and with my last confidence as a human being because I didn't think mythological creatures were likely to produce nonsensical entertainment literature.

However, Dianthe refreshed my world view again, she gave me a strange look, then replied to me in a very serious tone.

"Are you stupid? Of course, we have entertainment! Well, it turns out that a nine-tailed fox wrote a book a thousand years ago, and the title of the book is kind of funny, and it's called "We Are Ruled By Humans". By the way, do you think the title of the book sounds interesting?

"Still... Is there...... "

I'm completely speechless, and I seem to be underestimating the extent to which mythological creatures have developed in literary creation. In any world on earth or in any civilization, that sort of thing seems to exist, and all sorts of styles bloom like dandelions.

"Alas, only regrettable, the regent of the Oriental dragon clan feels this book is very unreasonable, and later, did not allow this book to be widely sold. Nevertheless, my home has one from 300 years ago. Do you want to read it?"

"We'll talk about that when we have time... "

My heart could not help but be uneasy, although I didn't know why I felt uneasy. I think mythical creatures are very strong in appearance...

My god! How on earth did humans survive this long? Yet for the mythical creatures, by the space cycle of portal restrictions, it would've been estimated that the earth would have no human civilization!

"You have a long history of mythical creatures... "

My mouth twitches uncontrollably, the length of human civilization is nothing compared with the length of mythical creature civilization. At the thought of it, I flaunt my civilization in front of a mythical creature, I feel so sad as a human being and ashamed to face her...

"But, to our life expectancy and alternate comparison of the Han dynasty, we can just replace the thousands of generations, in fact, we all don't have your human development history of five million years long. On one hand, in the development of civilization, human beings are the most worthy of our myths biological species of learning. After all, I can say is your strength increased gradually, yet rapidly in the five hundred years since the Renaissance!"

Dianthe's tone was very serious as if she realized that I had negative emotions as a human being and tried to comfort me with words to make me confident as a human being.

For a moment, because of her words, my whole person suddenly had a puzzling illusion and made me feel that the girl in front of me is not a mythical creature, but an ordinary human girl.

It let me feel that human beings and mythical creatures are so similar, yet so common in language! Everything about "them" is so appealing to me that I am eager to explore and ponder all aspects of mythical biological civilization...