Section 13: The Original Transmigrator and Mussolini

  If we consider the universe we live in as a four-dimensional space, then each of us has a coordinate (x, y, z, h), and by changing one of these coordinates, we can achieve teleportation.

  Of course, it's not that you can travel through time just because you want to, because the coordinates are unchangeable - unless nature itself has a major malfunction.

  Modern science has deduced that memories after soul transmigration cannot exist. Because modern biology has proven that human memory exists in the brain. If we compare the brain to a computer hard drive, then memories after soul transmigration have been cleared.

  For example, let's say your soul has traveled through time and you've just woken up. At this point, you don't have any memories from before the travel, so you'll only think "A new day has begun, what should I do?" rather than "Haha, I'm back! Time to rewrite my life!"

  However, unlike soul crossing, after the original body crosses over, the memories in a person's brain are not completely cleared out at once. After undergoing the shock of space-time changes, many data inevitably get lost, and some things rooted deep in the brain still remain, only to change their form of expression in another brand new space-time. They no longer appear directly as memories but rather vaguely reveal themselves in dream-like forms, which are also prone to distortion and loss like dreams, and gradually fade away with time.

  In the first month after Li De Yuan's body crossed over to the German-Soviet battlefield 60 years ago, he vaguely remembered some things before crossing over. In his hospital bed, he recalled the historical event of Hitler's death in the spring of 1945 and lamented for his own life.

  As the new spatial axis and time axis changed, his original memories faded away. After crossing over for a month, his original memories of Hitler and environmental roles solidified, and with the daily suggestions and inexplicable physiological changes after entering the role, he merged with Hitler to become Adolf Hitler, the Führer of the Third German Empire.

  As for being sent into the train by nature at the beginning of the crossing and receiving the true Hitler's entrustment, it was now just a nightmare for him.

  For example, when the Italian dictator Mussolini visited this time, Li De painfully patted his head and seriously said to Mussolini: "Leader, I often have nightmares, dreaming that you were hanged and I also committed suicide. The time was like spring 1945. As soon as I see you, I recall such a nightmare."

  In fact, what he said was their true fate in another space segment before crossing over, now it's just a vague dream.

  ……

  In early 1942, the United States, Great Britain, the Soviet Union and China, along with 22 other nations, signed a solemn agreement based on the Atlantic Charter, declaring to fight to the end against the Axis powers and not to make a separate peace.

  Mussolini was getting impatient and, unable to find Hitler in Berlin, he hastily flew to the Crimean Peninsula in southern Russia to meet with him.

  The German leader welcomed the Italian dictator in Simferopol, and the special plane slowly stopped at the military airport. The leader led the crowd to the cabin door to welcome him. It was Ciano, Mussolini's son-in-law and Foreign Minister, who walked down from the gangway, while Mussolini sat in the driver's cabin, waving his hand vigorously at him.

  There was no red carpet, no cheering crowds, no flowers, and no honor guard at the airport. Mussolini expressed his displeasure to Hitler in a roundabout way: "I was given the cold shoulder when I inspected Sicily in 1923, just like today."

  Li De flattered: "Not long after, you will wipe out the Sicilian Mafia at once." Mussolini's face had a smile.

  Although, seeing the other side attach such importance to etiquette, Li De hastily had someone make a phone call, urgently notifying the 11th Army Command to mend the fence after the sheep have escaped, immediately starting to arrange a welcoming ceremony at the farm. At the same time, he notified the driver to slow down, in order to leave some time for preparation. After more than 30 kilometers of road were traveled in an hour, the host and guests arrived at the German 11th Army Command.

  In the farm, the Italian national flag with a red-white-green tricolor and a swastika flag with a white cross on a red background fluttered in the wind. In the beet field, a thin red carpet was specially laid out for the distinguished guests, and a small reviewing stand was built with ammunition boxes. A few temporary musicians were still rehearsing when the guests arrived. A company of national defense soldiers and the leader's guard waited for the Italian leader to review them, while two deputy officers stood at the front of the formation.

  The head of state and the leader stood on ammunition boxes, the head of state occasionally glancing at Mussolini, afraid that he would fall off. After the national anthem was played in a discordant manner, Schmundt raised the cavalry saber borrowed from the Romanian cavalry, acting as the commander of the guard of honor: "Respected Leader, the German guard of honor has assembled, please review it."

  In the majestic march, Mussolini held his head high and strode in large steps past the guard of honor, with the Führer following three paces behind. In the end, due to insufficient preparation, the national leaders had passed by before the music was even halfway through.

  The head of state quietly asked Shimon Trotha how the Romanian army did not show up, and the answer was: "Others do not want to meet the commander-in-chief of an army that has lost many battles."

  The leaders and heads of state entered Hitler's office - the former farmhouse Bolshevik Party Committee office. Mussolini, before he had even sat down, began to mock: "Hey, the Allied Powers have issued a 26-nation declaration, vowing to fight us to the death, but you're having a good time on vacation in the Black Sea."

  "It's even worse." The Fuehrer said impassively: "President Roosevelt has announced that the American Army, Navy and Air Force are to be sent to Britain. He also declared a massive increase in war production, including more than doubling airplane manufacture. The President personally delivered his annual message to Congress, his first speech to Congress since the beginning of the war."

  He glanced at Mussolini's face, which was as sour as if he had eaten a green persimmon, and continued to add insult to injury:

  "That wheelchair-bound war profiteer announced that American industry would produce 60,000 planes in 1942 and 125,000 planes in 1943; this year it will produce 45,000 tanks, next year 75,000 tanks, plus 35,000 anti-aircraft guns and a million tons of shipping..."

  "That's enough!" Mussolini screamed. He was no longer shocked but on the verge of fainting.

  After a while, he said weakly: "I didn't want to go to war in the first place. I never wanted to go to war. It was Germany that dragged us into this war."

  Next, he complained like a shrew, saying that the Germans had good days but insisted on exhausting their military strength. Now it's all right, the whole world has joined forces to deal with us, and a lone wolf can't resist a pack of dogs.

  "What to do now?" he asked his son-in-law, who was staring at Rania with a confused expression. After a while, he reacted and comforted his father-in-law, who had an angry face: "Don't worry, when we come to the mountain, there will be a way."

  "Mussolini cursed. Li De pulled the Italian Prime Minister into the house, ignoring his father-in-law and son-in-law's quarrel."

  The host and guest talked separately: Manstein spoke with an Italian general wearing a wig, who enthusiastically discussed Italian cuisine and spaghetti, leaving the professional soldier Manstein unimpressed.

  Italian Foreign Minister Ciano and German Politburo member Bormann went next door to talk, after a while, the sound of Ciano's flirtation with Ranieri came over, without any regard for her father-in-law being in the neighboring room.

  Unlike the chilly reception from Manstein and the warmth from Brauchitsch, the Fuehrer's side opened with a dismal tone. Mussolini began by complaining: "In August 1939, I advised you not to attack Poland, I also proposed mediation, but what did you do? Alas, it is now too late to say anything."

  Li De exhorted him for half a day, but he still said depressing words: "Now, four-fifths of the world's population is at war with us. We should quickly stop fighting Britain and focus on dealing with the Bolsheviks."

  "The head of state sighed: "Who says it isn't? But Churchill has lost his mind and will not stop fighting, let alone with the full support of the United States."

  Li De also said sorrowfully: "Leader, I often have nightmares. In my dream, you were hanged and I killed myself too. It seemed to be in the spring of 1945. Seeing you again reminds me of this nightmare."

  Mussolini stuck out his tongue: "I was hanged and you killed yourself? You dare to say that, it should be you who were hanged."

  Two people under a yellow lotus tree playing the zither - finding pleasure in bitterness for a while, then turning to the main topic.

  Lee Teng told the guests that in early November last year, the German army turned to defense. He talked about the recent victory in Kerch and said that at least 8,000 people were starving to death in Leningrad every day. Mussolini interrupted: "I heard that you are collecting a large amount of barley in my Albania and selling it at high prices in the disaster-stricken Greece. Is this true?"

  The head of state's face turned slightly red, after explaining for half a day and promising it wouldn't happen again, Mussolini waved his hand grandly, letting him continue speaking.

  Li De started talking about the reform of Germany's political system, but Mussolini disagreed: "I was just going to talk to you about this matter, how did you let someone else take the position of Prime Minister? I think your so-called political system reform is nonsense, it's revisionism."

  Li De retorted: "Don't you still have a king above you?"

  This hit Mussolini's sore spot, and he began to scold the Italian king: "This dirty and weak Emmanuel III, he always blocks my way. Although he flatters me in person, as soon as he turns around, he tells others that I am the son of a shoemaker. Once I had just left the palace, I found something was pulled there, when I went back to take it, I personally heard him say to his subordinates. Besides, what can you say about me? What did my father hinder you?"

  The emperor burst out laughing: "He must be angry with your father, he resents your father for producing such a thing to seize his power."

  The Duce then gave the Prime Minister a lengthy and grandiose exposition of his plans for conquest, and as the conversation progressed, Mussolini's initial depression vanished, his stooping figure becoming more erect, until when Hitler spoke of marching into Egypt and helping him to reconquer Ethiopia, he suddenly sprang to his feet and flung his arms around the Fuehrer.

  The next afternoon, after visiting a corner of the POW camp specially arranged for the guests, Mussolini returned home by plane in high spirits. At the airport, Bormann waved goodbye to the guests on one side and said to the Fuehrer: "You promised India to Japan and Eritrea to Italy, do we have that capability?"

  The head of state smiled but did not answer, casting a sideways glance at Renya who was enthusiastically waving her hand.

  After sending away the guests, Li De called Rania into the room and teased: "You've been getting along great with that playboy Ziyano these past two days, don't think I didn't notice? You didn't say anything in front of the guests, did you?"

  Rania's face turned serious, her big eyes flashing as she retorted: "Didn't you tell us to take good care of our guest?"

  He said without jealousy: "That also has to have a limit, I see you and him together so happy, but when you come to me, you cry with a sad face. Don't forget that he's a notorious playboy in all of Italy, no, all of Europe."

  "Even if he's the most notorious playboy in the world, no, in the entire universe, what does it have to do with me?" Rania mimicked his tone, and suddenly she turned around with a smile, kissed him: "Dear, I didn't expect you to care about me so much."

  Li De grabbed her and asked her to promise not to think of him again. Rania pushed him away irritably: "What's on your mind all day? Even if I thought of him, could you find out? Childish."

  She walked out of the door, and Li De hurriedly shouted: "Where are you going?"

  "Interrogating prisoners of war. I've been busy playing hostess to guests for the past two days, putting off important matters." She said as she walked away.

  Li De involuntarily chased a few steps, she suddenly turned around with a flirtatious face: "What's the hurry? I'll accompany you tonight." She playfully stretched out her hand to pinch his shoulder, pinching him so hard that it hurt, but he didn't dare to shout.