Sir, don't shoot! [Quick Transmigration]

Everything seemed to be the same as before Xie Yu's accident, as if he had never left the headquarters, but upon closer inspection, there was something different.

For example, the standard clock that used to be seen everywhere on the wall disappeared.

When carrying out exploration tasks in different time and space, the time of each time and space is different.But within the headquarters, when calling occasionally, everyone must use the standard time issued by the central government as a reference.

There is no day and night in the starship, and Han Mo's need for the standard clock is only when the mother system sends out the summoning order, so he doesn't care.

For him, there are more important things now.

He had to find Xie Yu.

He passed the chip authentication on his body at the door of the dormitory, and the airtight sliding door opened smoothly.There is a corridor made of metal and reinforced plastic in front of you. At a glance, due to the visual effect reflected by the glass window, it looks like the corridor extends to the endless distance without end.

Two comrades walked towards each other, chatting and laughing, Han Mo didn't recognize their identities for a moment, but nodded politely.

He remembered that Xie Yu's bedroom was on the upper floor.

There is no gravity in the vacuum of the universe, so people living in starships use the direction of gravity provided by the hull as a reference for going up or down.When the hull changes direction, the up and down will also change accordingly. For now, Xie Yu lives above Han Mo.

After going through the hallway and elevator, stop at another sliding door.

He couldn't remember Xie Yu's bedroom number, but in his impression, there should be a number plate at the door.At this time, the door was empty and there was nothing there. He could only rely on his intuition and remaining memories to judge that this was Xie Yu's room.

After the smart system reads his chip, it asks for iris authentication.Xie Yu has always acted cautiously.

Han Mo focused his gaze on the scanning point, a soft beep sounded, and the sliding door opened in response.

Xie Yu is sleeping.

While a hibernation pod can provide a quick boost of energy and energy, it can't replace the satisfaction of falling asleep when you're exhausted.So everyone will use the dormancy cabin unless they have to. As long as they have spare time, they will not let go of the opportunity to have a good night's sleep.

Xie Yu hasn't slept for a long time.

Han Mo walked to the edge of the bed and carefully looked at the sleeping face of the other party.When he was asleep, Xie Yu's facial features were less oppressive and looked very gentle.

Han Mo stretched out his hand and touched the corner of his eye.Just a light touch and it shouldn't be noticed.

Xie Yu suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Han Mo's wrist.

"What's the matter?" He narrowed his eyes, and the vigilance that had been erected at once was removed after recognizing Han Mo.

"I..." Han Mo opened his mouth, hesitating to find an excuse to explain his behavior.

But he suddenly became aware of the strangeness of the whole thing.

The whole room was exactly as he remembered it.

Xie Yu's sleeping posture was exactly the same as he remembered.

The same is true for the interaction and dialogue between the two, as if the clips that have already been recorded are played repeatedly.

What he was going to say turned into a question at the edge of his mouth.

"Sir, where is this place?"

"You found out so quickly." Xie Yu laughed and let go of his hand. "According to your judgment, where do you think this is?"

Han Mo thought back to what was wrong since he returned to the headquarters.There were no clocks, no house numbers, and the faces of everyone else you encountered were blurred.

"This is a dream, am I dreaming?"

"Basically, this is your subconscious mind." Xie Yu looked down at his hands, "To be precise, it's the subconscious image of the two of us."

When Han Mo heard Xie Yu's words, apart from being puzzled, he also felt a sense of loss.

He originally thought that after completing the missions in six dimensions, he had really successfully brought Xie Yu back to the headquarters, but he didn't expect that all of this, including the visible surroundings, were all based on illusory assumptions.The success of the mission is just a fluke idea in my heart.

"Why do we stay in the subconscious?" He vaguely felt that Xie Yu had important information to tell him, but he didn't know where to start.

"Because we have nowhere else to go."

"Isn't there still a headquarters?" Han Mo suddenly became agitated, "Sir, stop playing and go back to the headquarters with me."

"It can't be done."

"why?"

"What you see now is the headquarters in our memory." Xie Yu gestured at the dormitory where the details were restored so realistically that it could be mistaken for the real one. "The real headquarters now looks like this."

With a wave of his hand in the void, the surrounding scenes all changed.

It looked as if the entire starship had been violently bombed, or torn apart by strong air currents.

Steel skeletons and colorful circuit coatings are exposed from the broken walls, like a giant that has fallen to the ground and been disembowelled.On the side facing the corridor, most of the walls disappeared out of thin air, as did the compartments on the opposite side of the corridor.

"Has the headquarters been attacked?" Han Mo was dumbfounded.

If this is the case, it can explain the situation in the mother system.And Xie Yu would lose contact with the system at the beginning, which may also be related to the attack on the headquarters.

He paced the room, observing the damaged hull from different angles.Then he found that as long as he stood at a specific position, his gaze could pass through the staggered and toppled wreckage in his field of vision, and see the deep and empty starry sky opposite.

This picture made him shudder. If the ship's hull was really broken to this point, the negative pressure in the vacuum universe would be enough to kill everyone living on the starship.

If this picture is real, they should be dead long ago.

"This picture is real, but we are still alive. This is also a fact." Xie Yu sensed his doubts, and answered without waiting for him to speak.

"..."

"Do you still remember the memory of staying on the starship, when can it be traced back?"

Before Han Mo could digest the information, Xie Yu suddenly threw him a new question.

He racked his brains to think about it, but he didn't understand how it was related to the destruction of the headquarters and Xie Yu's disappearance.

"I remember our first mission together being PH-218—"

"What I'm asking is not this, but the memories from earlier, before the mission and before I met me." Xie Yu's voice was gentle, but with a trace of helpless sentimentality, "Do you still remember where you were trained? ?Who was raised? Where did you grow up?...Do you know where you come from?"

"We are the third generation of overtime immigrants cultivated by artificial reproductive technology." Han Mo didn't want to say the answer, just like reciting poems.He has no memory of his childhood at all, but this answer is engraved in his mind like a brand.

"Really?" Xie Yu smiled, but it looked like a wry smile, "Then please list the names of three friends you know, excluding me."

This question is simple.In Han Mo's mind, the girl in the sales department, the big brother in the dining room, the group of bachelors in the maintenance department who are laughing and joking all day long, and the rest of the partners who belong to the investigation team also appeared in Han Mo's mind.He tried to recall their faces, but found that everyone was blurred.

The name he thought he remembered was floating in his mind, like dust suspended in mid-air, incorporeal and impossible to capture.

"I can't remember." He looked at Xie Yu and admitted the fact in fear.

"It's normal, because you don't actually know them." Xie Yu said, "The most direct evidence is time."

"time?"

"You and me, our time is synchronized, there is no problem with that, right?"

Han Mo nodded.Xie Yu is his partner. Even if Xie Yu travels to another time and space, Han Mo still pays attention to him all the time, recording and analyzing his thoughts and actions.Both of them share the same speed of time passing.

"And your time is synchronized with the standard clock. Assuming that the standard clock passes a day, your time also passes a day. Similarly, for me, the passage of time is also a day. Conversely, I am in the mission space-time A year passes, and a year passes for you, and for the standard clock."

"What's wrong with that?"

"The problem is that in different parallel universes, the speed of time passing should not be the same, so it stands to reason that the time of the two of us should not be synchronized."

To put it simply, assuming that Xie Yu stayed in parallel time and space for five years, under the condition of time synchronization, when his consciousness returns to the headquarters, he will find that his body has also aged for five years.

But in fact, Xie Yu experienced hundreds of exploration missions and stayed in parallel time and space for a total of a hundred years, which has already far exceeded the lifespan of ordinary people.Therefore, Han Mo who was staying at the headquarters and Xie Yu who was in a different time and space must not have the same speed of time.

Xie Yu's time should pass faster than Han Mo's time.

"But our time is indeed synchronized." The more Han Mo listened, the more confused he became. If his and Xie Yu's time was not synchronized, how could the two of them keep in touch and communicate with each other for such a long time? Woolen cloth?

"So the loophole is between you and the standard clock." Xie Yu revealed the answer. "If the time of the standard clock is based on the headquarters command center as the reference standard, then it is impossible to synchronize the time between you and the standard clock."

"but--"

But Han Mo never felt any time difference between himself and the standard clock.

So... standard clocks aren't actually standard?The so-called unified reference time is just a lie?

"The time of the standard clock is not objective and absolute, but tailor-made for you, or for us." Xie Yu's words confirmed his thoughts.

"If so, how should the command center be summoned?"

If everyone lives at a different speed of time, how can an order like 'all scouts assemble on the bridge at [-]:[-] pm' be executed?

"It is impossible for the command center to conduct a real summoning. The summoned partners you see are just afterimages."

Afterimage, that is, the virtual image left by the real existence.

The other people Han Mo saw were all shadows left over from the past.The figure currently greeting him in the corridor may have passed this corridor as early as two months ago.

He never really interacted with anyone else, except Xie Yu.

In the eyes of others, he has never really existed, and the only person who can realize his existence is Xie Yu.