Mist

The separation is hurried than everyone thought.

No one expected that this time and space hijacking would end in this way.

The return with teammates in batches caused everyone who got into the capsule to have a strong anxiety in their hearts-it was too easy to get everything that belonged to them after all the hard work.

Every time, when they think they can go home, they will be sent to a more difficult situation.

Especially the bubble world, the illusion that makes it difficult to distinguish between reality and fantasy... Is this "sky in the sense of all times" really so easy for them to get what they want?

The Seventh Sky Team shouldn't be separated like this.

What they want to go back is not to go back like this, but to go back neatly together with seven people.

However, Song Qinglan was right.

He is the captain, he has the power and ability to arrange everyone's stay.

Everyone has what they want to do. If you go back and finish the report earlier, you can reunite with your loved ones earlier and realize what you want in your heart.

During the monsoon rain, the safety chair lock has been buckled, but the hand still stays on the buckle. It seems that the next action is to release it again.

He is the only one here, and there is no need to cover up his emotions. The confusion and hesitation are all on his face.

If this time, he did not meet his deceased here, he would definitely choose to stay, but his current state is no longer suitable for continuing to stay in the mission. He took away his hand and wrapped him from the calf to the neck with the safety lock.

The communicator on the wrist glowed green, showing the position and physical state of the teammates in the three capsules nearby.

This is a sign that the equipment is back to normal operation.

The last time he entered the capsule, he heard Song Qinglan's voice in the subcutaneous communicator for the first time.

"Everyone prepares, the Seventh Sky Guardian Team, the thirteenth A-level mission, let's go!"

This time, there was silence in my mind.

The voice of the sky system appeared: "During the monsoon, before returning to your era, you have a reward that has not been redeemed. Do you need to redeem it now?"

Close your eyes during the rainy season.

As everyone knows, the thoughts in his mind have been read by the Sky System through the subcutaneous communicator.

The female voice of the Sky System asked: "Excuse me, do I need to send you back to 7 o'clock in the morning on April 6, 1439?"

During the monsoon rains, my eyes were opened, and the bottom of my eyes was pitch black.

The female voice of the sky system: "It has been detected that you have enough points in your time and space to meet the conditions for redemption of this wish. Therefore, it is not recommended that you redeem my reward for this wish. If you insist on redemption, you need to understand the precautions: As a party to the event, you can only return to that time as a bystander, and you cannot intervene in that time—"

"exchange."

The sky system was interrupted during the monsoon rains.

His tone can be regarded as calm, and his eyes gradually regained clarity.

I don't know why, after saying this, the silent heart during the monsoon rain began to hit his heart more and more heavier and harder.

Sky Dome System: "Please confirm again."

During the rainy season, he said: "I choose to redeem the reward immediately."

The heart beat faster.

The original sense of expectation of others is fading, and the illusion of the new life state is fading.

He didn't lie to someone because he didn't give a promise at all.

During the monsoon rain, my heart beats faster and faster, which is the throbbing before the truth.

That is a strong desire for liberation.

"Okay. Redeem the current reward for you immediately."

"You will be separated from your teammates, and you will return to your time and space after completing the rewards. Now we will locate a new time coordinate for you."

"Please wait."

"connection succeeded."

All the light in the capsule gradually went out.

After a second, the familiar dizziness began.

A huge sense of weightlessness surged up, and was tightly controlled on the safety seat during the monsoon rain, and fell into darkness under the violent vibration of the capsule cabin.

[1439.04.0606:00:21]

The transparent panel lights up.

Immediately, all the lights in the capsule came on.

In this slightly dazzling light, during the monsoon rain, he saw the robotic arm handing out the nutrient solution, and he took a few sips, barely suppressing the nausea in the after-effects of the jump.

Six o'clock.

The Sky Vault system gave him an hour of preparation time.

The capsule landed in an unmanned warehouse nearby.

Coming out of the capsule during the monsoon rains, it was transferred to the invisible mode through the communicator on the wrist.

The sky is pattering and raining.

I walked to the corner during the rainy season and found that the old cake shop in my memory had opened.

The early spring morning was very cold, and the light rain dampened the hair and clothes during the monsoon rain.

"Want to buy a cake?"

The fat lady boss walked out of the shop and asked with a smile.

As she remembered, she was wearing the flower apron she wore most often, with the smell of cake lingering around her body.

During the rainy season, he said, "I have no money."

The proprietress from ten years ago still smiled: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you look good, I'll treat you to it."

Unpredictable, the enthusiastic proprietress stuffed a hot honey cake during the monsoon rains, and the other party said: "Quickly eat it, it's still hot from the oven! Eat something in the morning to warm your stomach. If you like it, come buy it again next time. what!"

Thank you during the rainy season.

Step by step, he walked to a residential building not far away.

The rain is still falling.

At this time, the early risers in the residential building turned on the lights, making the orange lights foggy in the rain.

Every house is full of smoke and smoke.

It didn't take long during the monsoon rains, so I stood outside the community and stopped slowly. He found a street bench and sat down, eyes drooping, looking at the little cake in his hand.

After an hour, the number of pedestrians rushing to work will increase.

An hour later, a child will pass by wearing a yellow raincoat.

One hour later, someone will usher in a death.

Take out the black and white game console in your pocket during the rainy season.

Something fell to the ground with the action.

It is a piece of golden tin foil.

"I just picked it up, only one, it's very clean." The voice said to him, "Now I can think hard."

The memory easily returned the sense of taste.

The taste of bitter chocolate seems to still linger on the tip of the tongue.

Picking up the golden tin foil paper during the rainy season, twisting lightly with your fingertips, you can vaguely smell the chocolate in the sugar paper.