"A mystery of the fourth century?"
Hearing Zhu Qizhen's words, Zhang Ying froze.
"Mister Zhu, maybe I've misunderstood something. Let me make sure I've got this right."
"When you say the Japanese—cough, the people of Neon—had a 'historical gap,' do you mean that some important events or milestones from the fourth century are missing, or..."
"Do you mean they know absolutely nothing about the hundred years of their history that made up the fourth century—not even who ruled them at the time or what their cities were called?"
Zhu Qizhen smiled at the young woman. The corner of the Digital Human's mouth curled up slightly.
"The answer, of course, is the latter."
"In other words, nearly a full century of Neon's fourth-century history is nothing but a blank in the written record."
Zhang Ying stared at Zhu Qizhen, speechless for a long time.
"..."
She had assumed that the Mystery of the Fourth Century he mentioned referred to a few missing historical milestones. To be fair, such gaps were common in Huaxia's history, too.
A recent example was the Ancient Dian Kingdom. Even its origins were still disputed until today.
Other such mysteries included whether the woman who died at Mawei Station had really been Imperial Consort Yang, whether Emperor Shun of Yuan was related by blood to Emperor Gong of Song, whether the Golden Coffer Alliance had ever existed, and when an accurate chronology of the Warring States period had first appeared.
For any civilization with a history spanning more than a thousand years, gaps surrounding events like these were perfectly reasonable.
Britain, Egypt, and even India had similar unsolved mysteries.
But she hadn't expected...
Zhu Qizhen to give such a shocking answer. Neon had lost an entire century of history—the whole fourth century?
"..."
Seeing Zhang Ying and