Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1973 One Man's Universe

When the dungeon disappeared, Lin Sanjiu returned to the dim communication room again. The air that hadn't touched humans for a long time was filled with a dark and cool dusty smell; large machines surrounded the two of them like trees, and occasionally It will blink a green or yellow light slowly.

Although it was different from what she imagined, she finally had a way to Sparan.

"Send messages from here?" Lin Sanjiu looked around and asked.

"No," Fanhe stopped breathing as soon as the copy ended, but his expression was still natural and peaceful, and he didn't seem to be uncomfortable at all. "You come with me."

Obviously she asked Lin Sanjiu to follow her, and when Lin Sanjiu really raised his heel to follow her, Fanhe glanced back at her again. "Aren't you afraid that I will lead you into a trap?"

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, don't forget that you still have a deposit with me." Lin Sanjiu waved his hand, "Besides, at worst, let me take a breath, we are in trouble together."

Fanhe seemed to have no choice but to lead the way silently.She moved silently, like the shadow of a tree gently shaken by the wind in a moonlit night, slipping into the dark gap between the stars and clouds.If she hadn't stopped several times to greet Lin Sanjiu, Lin Sanjiu might have lost track of her long ago.

Even Kurosawaji's method of feeling the "sense of existence" when objects are pressed against the world cannot be found by Fanhe—she said that she has surpassed the limitations of human beings, which does not seem to be an exaggeration.

"Your method of action is very good." Lin Sanjiu walked with her for a while in the shadow of the high and low buildings in the arsenal, and the more he walked, he felt more and more admirable, and asked, "How did you do it? Do you have any tricks? I want to try it too."

Fanhe looked back at her again. "We are... the enemy, right?"

"Oh, yes," Lin Sanjiu said naturally, "but when you're not fighting, the enemy can also chat. Your arsenal always has a holiday."

The concept of "holiday" seems to have confused Fanhe for a while.Lin Sanjiu explained it to her several times, but Fanhe still didn't understand the difference between "vacation" and "going to work"—for her, as a member of the arsenal, it was her duty to carry out the orders of the arsenal. How can a person take a vacation from his own "existing mode"?
"Anyway," Fanhe couldn't understand, shook his head and changed the subject, "Have you seen the open space in front of you?"

"I see," Lin Sanjiu regained his energy.

Under the shadow of the dim moon, there was a very vast and empty backyard; they had passed through the entire arsenal branch, and came to the other side of the high metal wall.It wasn't until Lin Sanjiu walked into the open space that she realized that the ground was not paved with stone bricks.

The entire open space is a piece of smooth and clean dark gray metal. Only when you get close can you vaguely see thin black cracks on the ground; in the center there are several layers of circular and semicircular arcs, and the long and short straight cracks are like radiating rays. The same radiates from the central circle, covering the backyard.

"What is this place for?" Lin Sanjiu asked.

"The internal channel known to a small number of people in the arsenal has become a facility dedicated to our prototypes in recent years..." Fanhe explained vaguely, saying: "I am separated from my root system, and I cannot directly send it Message. But all the parts on my body are connected to the internal channels of the arsenal, so you can only contact Sparan from here—as long as my roots are still on him, he can feel it."

I don't know what she did, but in the middle of speaking, the ground suddenly cracked silently.Several metal platforms of different shapes and lengths rose up smoothly. Except for the barely audible low sound of the movement deep in the ground, it was as if a group of dim dreams quickly condensed into a hard and straight shape in the night.

Fanhe stepped aside and walked between two thin metal platforms, one high and one low - there happened to be a place for a person to stand there.

"It looks amazing," Lin Sanjiu leaned closer, looked at the incomprehensible display lights and touch buttons on the thin metal table, and asked, "But what if it rains and gets flooded?"

Fanhe closed his eyes and didn't answer her at all. "When I connect with the root system, you take part of your consciousness and put it on my chest."

"Chest?" Lin Sanjiu was a little embarrassed, cleared his throat and asked, "What's the matter with using consciousness?"

"Your mind and spirit still belong to human beings, you can't directly—" Fanhe finally lost his patience halfway through speaking, "Anyway, you just let it go."

She wouldn't feel at ease if she let go of her hand, but her consciousness would be much safer.Lin Sanjiu pulled out a small amount of consciousness, looked up again, and found that Fanhe's arms had disappeared—she was taken aback, and then she saw clearly that they had sunk deeply into the thin metal platforms on both sides at some point ; At first glance, it seems that Fanhe is part of the entire circle of facilities, even though she is still in human form, it is hard to feel that she is also a person.

"Let's get started." Fanhe said with lowered eyelids.

That small clump of consciousness landed under Fan and his collarbone.

As soon as she touched the opponent's skin, Lin Sanjiu's mind flickered immediately, as if the world carrying her was taken away like a curtain, and she fell straight into the endless abyss; circles of light, circles of light, Smell, texture and structure, opened and closed one by one in front of Lin Sanjiu, who was sinking and sinking, and slipped down—she only had a distant feeling, vaguely aware that her feet were still standing on the ground.

"I'm looking for roots," Fanhe's voice didn't seem to come from her ears, but she couldn't tell how she heard it. "I don't know where he is...he's so far away that it's out of this world...I can barely feel the roots..."

Will Sparan know it's him?Through the connection of that mass of consciousness, Lin Sanjiu silently asked Fanhe.

"Yes," Fanhe really sensed her question, and replied: "The message transmitted through the root system cannot be faked...not just words, he can also feel everything about you...your heartbeat, hormones, blood flow, Genetic makeup...because you're connected to me, and I'm rooted in him, so—"

She didn't finish her sentence, but Lin Sanjiu suddenly understood.

At that moment, it was as if she had accidentally crashed into Sba'an's body when she was crossing the space.

At the other end of countless distances, time, and worlds, there is a person who has formed a universe by himself.

Lin Sanjiu fell into it at an extreme speed, and slowly floated up from the space composed of Siba'an's heartbeat, hormones, blood flow and genes.

"You will have a certain connection in a way that surpasses human beings," Fanhe said in a distant voice. "Whether it will disappear in the future, I don't know. Maybe it's a side effect."

Okay...you can talk to him now.

Lin Sanjiu floated in Sba'an, floating in a piece of intermittent time fragments, wanted to speak, but it seemed that his own voice was also cut by the fragments.

She had never felt such a silent, huge and stagnant loneliness.

　I feel that what I wrote is clearly fan literature. The last time Spartan showed signs of appearing, look at you... I don’t know if this chapter counts as appearing.

　
(End of this chapter)