imperfections

The old Persian cat’s expression changed immediately when he talked about the Nuwa project. Coupled with Lu Bixing’s weird body genes, Lin Jingheng actually had a rough guess. When I wake up, everything is fine, and I am alive and kicking every day, like a teenager with excess energy.He thought that no matter what happened in the past, whether it was sorrow or joy, it had already been turned over.

He thought...

For a moment, Lin Jingheng suddenly remembered that when they were still on Beijing Star, he took Penny to Xinghai Academy to deliver the mecha to Lu Bixing, and happened to pass by the back window of the lecture theater, and heard a few words about exotic pets that Lu Bixing said——

"Have you ever seen something with a human head and a snake body?"

"Someone gave it to my father, I sneaked into the basement and found her, a girl..."

"Then I shot her and killed her."

15 years, it should not be a one-off treatment process, probably after countless failures, countless break-ins, and countless collapses.

And how tenacious and fragile should human life be?

A young boy, the biggest expectation every day is that there will be snow on Gloria. He can get permission to go out and play for a while. What was he thinking at the time?

One-eyed Eagle may not be able to concoct exotic pets by himself, but since he paid for it, of course there will be more crazed people to do it for him.

Isn't trading connivance in disguise?

Those human-headed monsters, one by one, looked at him lifelessly through the weak nutrition cabin. They all shared the same illness with him, and they were all here because of him.

When he found out for the first time—when a boy impulsively raised his gun and killed the dying girl...

Who was he trying to kill?

It seems that Lu Bixing has always been very good at life, good at having fun, and can even elevate trivial eating and drinking to aesthetics, sometimes too much, almost like a young man who doesn't know much about the world.

Has such a person ever felt that existence itself is too difficult to sustain?

However, no matter how difficult and unbearable he is, his whole life will probably be like an arrow that can never turn back, otherwise, how should a cowardly evader face the virus without hesitating to hide the virus? How does the one-eyed eagle face the more than 3 million faces that have disappeared into the dust... and how does it face the humanoid monsters who have been deprived of everything in the cold basement?

The two were relatively silent for a long time.

"Look," Lu Bixing forcibly broke the silence, boldly patted Lin Jingheng's stiff shoulder through the isolation suit, "This shit is neither pleasant nor helpful to the problem we are currently trying to solve, why do you have to ask?" Let me say it first, you have heard about this matter, you don’t need to comfort me or pity me, otherwise I will turn against you, and I will be very fierce if I turn against you.”

Lin Jingheng suddenly felt that it was very difficult to breathe, as if a stone that weighed more than her life was pressed on her heart, her throat was congested, and she lost her speech for a while.He was a little nauseous, maybe he was choked by the words he couldn't speak, maybe it was because the heavy isolation suit was on his body, he kept a rigid posture for too long, and it seemed that a liter of acid water had been injected into the gap between the shoulder blades on his back, There is a "squeak" sound when it is moved a little.

The next moment, Lin Jingheng realized that this was no ordinary muscle stiffness.

He calmly pressed the wrist of the isolation suit lightly, and the earphones waited for three beeps, followed by a mechanical voice: "The current armpit temperature is 37.9°C."

low-grade fever.

Lin Jingheng slowly exhaled the breath stuck in her chest, and the knife hanging above her head finally fell to the side. It was not heart-piercing, but accompanied by the memory of 30 years of landing, there was a kind of long-lasting and deep-textured blunt feeling. Pain.

Lin Jingheng kept silent, and silenced Zhanlu on the spiritual network, then stood up calmly, checked the route map, stayed away from Lu Bixing, and calculated how long it would take to reach the place Hope said.

When Lu Xin brought the rainbow virus antibody to the eighth galaxy, he must have never thought that his son would be entangled with this kind of thing for a lifetime.It was as if he hadn't thought that he would not die from the management committee's open guns and dark arrows, nor from the assassination of the pirates in the heart of the rose. Even though he had lived to this day without exhaustion, he might soon die from the virus mutation he encountered unexpectedly. Homecoming can make up a human comedy.

Votto time jumps to a new day

The Milky Way City of Morning Star is ushering in the dusk. The self-defense team members in isolation suits lined up and ran around for a day. The water and rice did not enter. Because they were too tired, they did not communicate with each other and hurried through the streets. The pose looked murderous.

The residents poked their eyes out of the windows one after another, secretly speculating what these people were here for.They are already struggling in dire straits, and they really don't want anyone to add fuel to the fire—whether it's the alliance or the pirates.

On Saturday, my footsteps were heavy, and I looked up towards the sunset. The blue sky was clear, and there were stretched clouds in the distance. This is a sunny and dry weather.Venus has superior climate conditions and suitable temperature. Yinhe City has two seasons, dry and wet, and it is like spring all year round. It is suitable for the growth of many kinds of animals and plants... except for people.

Just when his mind was full of wild thoughts, suddenly, there was a scream from a crowded residential house not far away.

It was a woman, whose voice was almost heart-piercing. It lasted for half a minute, and the bystanders couldn't breathe after hearing it. After a pause for a few seconds, it turned into a hoarse cry, crying and saying something .

Suddenly, there was an ominous premonition for no reason on Saturday. As soon as he raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, he raised his leg to walk into the small residential building. Before he could stand still in the narrow stairwell, a man rolled and crawled. He ran out from inside, hit his head on Saturday, and fell on his back, but he neither apologized nor cursed, just like a ghost, flailing his limbs and staggering out.

This person was wearing a dark blue shirt with the brand of a certain pharmacy embroidered on the collar. He woke up on Saturday—he knew that there were some poor people in the eighth galaxy who were sick and didn’t go to the hospital, let alone use the medical cabin. I usually find an acquaintance in a nearby pharmacy to see. The salesperson in the pharmacy often has some medical knowledge and can diagnose some common diseases according to the scriptures, and then sell the backlog of expired drugs to these poor ghosts who love to die.

Saturday grabbed his collar: "Why are you running!"

The man's legs were as soft as noodles, and he couldn't stand up when poked on the ground, and said incoherently: "Cai, rainbow..."

On Saturday, his eyes widened suddenly, and the sweat covered by the isolation suit instantly cooled down. He took out the medical scanner, ran upstairs in three steps at a time, and saw a disheveled woman kneeling in the corridor with Holding a comatose little girl, the girl's face was flushed red, and there was a strange bloodstain on her hand, which had begun to fester.

The scanner emits a uniform alarm signal, indicating that this is an infected person.

And this girl wasn't on their search list!

On February 276, 2 in the new star calendar, a six-year-old girl named "Angela" was confirmed to be infected with the mutated rainbow virus and was in charge of patrolling. The captain of the self-defense team immediately had the entire residential area quarantined on Saturday. With a glimmer of hope, he found someone to fetch antibodies against the rainbow virus.

As expected, the old antibodies were of no avail. He could only contact Turan while watching helplessly as the virus destroyed the girl's immune system. The skin spread to her entire hand at a speed visible to the naked eye, and before it could fully take root on this small body, the girl died of complications from organ failure.

Cameras three blocks away captured what happened in the 48 hours before the girl became infected.

After a quick investigation, the only living thing the little girl had been in contact with other than her own family was a group of harmless sparrows, one of which pecked at her finger.

Among the known transmission methods of the traditional rainbow virus, there is no precedent for other animals to carry the virus except scavengers who accidentally eat the corpses of the dead. The scavengers infected with the virus will develop diseases faster than humans, instead of flying around with the virus.

This means that the mutated rainbow virus can silently lurk on any living creature and be brought to any place by them.

This is just the beginning.

In the next two hours, Turan received five suspected cases in a row, and the guard captain's nerves were tense to the extreme—the virus may have spread.

And what spreads faster than the virus is people's fear.

Ever since I met an infected person in the night market, there have been vague rumors in Galaxy City. At that time, I was suppressed by Lu Bixing's bragging in public. appear one by one.Under the great panic, the air in Galaxy City began to become thinner. The only public hospital was congested at the entrance. People wore gloves and masks, wrapped themselves in full armor, and demanded that the hospital immediately explain the source of the virus and distribute rainbows. Virus antibodies.

Surrounded by violent crowds, the hospital had to be temporarily closed. Foucault brought a group of self-defense troops with guns to maintain order, but was blocked by desperate people in the courtyard wall.

"Captain, I'm afraid this is not the way to go," Weasel ran to Turan and asked, "Are you going to send someone to give them an explanation, or do you just do it directly? You have to decide quickly. Anyway, they can't be crowded together like this. The two infected ones can't be controlled when they erupt."

White is helping Turan to count the remaining medical supplies: "Why don't you announce the truth and tell them that this is a mutant virus, and we don't have antibodies now."

Turan and Weasel spoke almost simultaneously.

Turan: "No."

Weasel: "Don't talk nonsense."

Turan: "The memory of the rainbow virus in the eighth galaxy is too deep. We don't know what is going on with the mutant virus. The rash announcement will only aggravate the panic. We have no credibility and the ability to fully control Galaxy City. If it gets messy, it will be very passive.”

"It's more than passive, the eighth galaxy, don't look at these people who are usually half-dead, but when it comes to life and death, they will do anything to stay alive. Back then, they threw the still alive patients into the fire Death, even people who had contact with patients and were not sure whether they were infected or not were burned to death. Do you think these things are done by interstellar pirates?" Weasel sighed, "As for those who have been infected People, it’s just that it’s kind to hide their illness, and some people will deliberately break into the downtown area and pour their blood into the crowd. You little devils don’t understand. I experienced the rainbow virus period back then. Half of the people Not from the virus, but from cannibalism. A single virus can divide people who have no grievances and no hatred into two camps of life and death."

White didn't dare to say anything.

"Let me tell you," the weasel stretched out his rough and yellowed hand, and asked the Baiyinwei next to him for a cigarette. When he lit it, he hurriedly leaned forward and took a big puff miserably, even refusing to spit out any more white smoke , "Captain of the guard, when it's time to cheat, don't be too strict about morality. You listen to me, put all the infected people in the hospital and isolate them, and then find some placebos like glucose saline and distribute them to appease the residents first. Emotions, although a bit immoral, but delaying for a moment is a moment, and now it depends on whether Cyclops and Teacher Lu can find a way."

Turan had no choice but to nod, and at the same time quickly briefed Lin Jingheng on the crisis on Venus.

The rising body temperature made Lin Jingheng sweat and chill at the same time, he quickly said in a deep voice: "Mobilize the armored vehicles, immediately blockade the Galaxy City, pay attention to release the interference of the space field, in case there is... Zhanlu among the people, what's going on? "

Before he could finish speaking, Turan's signal suddenly disappeared.

"Sir, there is a violent energy reaction in the vicinity of half a sailing day. We are about to enter the activity area of ​​unknown armed forces. If the communication is not cut off, the probability of the remote signal being scanned is as high as 75%."

As soon as Zhanlu finished speaking, the silhouette of the other party could already be seen on the huge holographic projection—it was a mecha team, with about a hundred small mechas, patrolling near the "anti-black society's lair" that Hope explained, waiting in full force , as if "waiting" for a rabbit that hit the stump!

Lin Jingheng and Lu Bixing's hearts sank at the same time.

Hope is uneasy!

As soon as the signal was cut off, Turan was stunned for two seconds, and immediately reacted, furious: "Where is Hope! My mother is going to kill him!"

This time, Hope was not treated as a guest of honor. He was carried up by two silver guards, and the collar of his long trench coat was pulled down to his shoulders.

However, no matter whether he was steamed or braised, Lin Jingheng and the others had no way out.

"The rainbow virus in Reinburg swept across the eighth galaxy within a month, and even spread to the Alliance. The rainbow virus in the Emma star laboratory broke out within 72 hours and no one was spared. It may be carrying viruses, sparrows, mice...the bugs flying around in the wild, then imagine the worst, and it may be too late to block Galaxy City now." Lin Jingheng's throat began to become inflamed, as if a rusty knife was cutting him back and forth He cleared his throat as calmly as possible, and tasted blood.

Lu Bixing felt something was wrong, because Zhanlu had been unusually silent just now, and the talkative artificial intelligence communication function was almost turned off, as if he had turned into a navigation robot that asked and answered. However, he was not sure, after all, Zhanlu followed It is not uncommon for Lin Jingheng, the unlucky master, to be silenced for no reason.

"Lin, are you okay?"

"Not yet." Lin Jingheng replied without changing his face, "Zhan Lu, shrink your mental net and pay attention to invisibility."

Lu Bixing: "If the epidemic cannot be controlled, and the Turan Guard Captain cannot contact you, what will you do?"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

If the epidemic cannot be controlled, Turan will pack up her combat power and evacuate from the vicinity of Galaxy City as quickly as possible. At the same time, in order to prevent the further spread of the virus, she may consider a missile.

However, after hearing Lu Bixing's sentence "I owe this place from birth", Lin Jingheng couldn't say these words anyway.

"I remember when we were in the underground warehouse of the factory, the captain of the Turan guard once asked you whether you would consider contacting the 'center' in extreme circumstances," Lu Bixing asked, "What is the center? What kind of situation is considered an extreme situation?"

At this point, there is nothing to hide in front of anyone. Lin Jingheng broke the jar, didn't bother to worry about what image he had in Lu Bixing's heart, and explained the big hole he dug in the alliance in a few words: "Before I left the alliance , arranged a place for the ten silver guards. Among them, except for the ninth guard of silver waiting to be deployed, the others were lurking near several old departments of Lu Xin located in the seven galaxies. When the time is right, they will be responsible for lighting the last one. Put it on fire. The connection between me and the Silver Ten Guards is a three-element network."

Lu Bixing was well-read and knowledgeable, and immediately realized what the "three elements" referred to—remote key, center, and backup center.

The remote key is a long-distance connection established through the known transition points of the seven galaxies. As long as the alliance is not blown upside down and the Silver Ten Guards are not transferred in a hurry, even if Lin Jingheng is outside the domain, he can control the overall situation in real time.

And if there is a [-]/[-] possibility that this remote contact network is really broken down, then the second contact method will be adopted-using the pre-agreed "center" as a signal transfer station to re-establish indirect contact.Furthermore, if even the "center" is lost, there is another "backup center" as double insurance.

"The alliance was suddenly invaded by pirates, the Garden of Eden was shattered, and all the long-distance communication between me and the Silver Ten Guards was cut off," Lin Jingheng said. "My transit center is Woto - Woto has lost control."

Lu Bixing didn't know what to say. He felt that Lin Jingheng must stay away from gambling in his life, otherwise all the shit in the world would not be enough to fill his negative luck with zero: "What is your backup center?"

"A person I trust very much," Lin Jingheng said, "Baiyin III is the technical department, and will bid farewell to the Silver Fortress after I leave. I will leave them a letter of recommendation and ask them to follow him... It is the first person of the Alliance Military Commission. One in charge, Marshal Woolf."

Lu Bixing's eyes lit up: "Isn't Marshal Woolf sitting in the fortress of Angel City?"

If there is really no way out here, can we ask the alliance for help through this channel?

Lin Jingheng's eyes shot out through the protective shield, and she shook her head slowly.

"After meeting Chongsan," he said in a low voice, "I can't trust anyone in Angel City now."