The days of being a writer in a different world

Before the next day's "News", the TV screen was swiped by a piece of news: "... Unidentified black funnel clouds in the shape of tornadoes appeared in many places in Liaofu, Heifu, and Yanfu in northeast my country. Touching can lead to loss of spirituality, but the unknown object does not move at present, and the government is actively organizing experts to study and solve it.

Liaofu, Heifu, and Yanfu have entered a state of special emergency defense. Relevant people in various places are asked to remain calm, follow the command of the armed police and soldiers, and move to a safe area as soon as possible. Outdoor personnel should take shelter in the nearest safe place. The Ministry of Civil Affairs calls XXX for help , please pay attention to listening, watching, and inquiring about the latest developments and orders issued by the government..."

Cheng Chen, who was lying on the lazy chair watching TV and waiting for someone to feed him, suddenly sat up in shock, looked at Big Wolf, and his heart sank.

"……leak."

The "leakage" incident was originally only known to relevant people within a small range, and the government is actively seeking a solution, not to mention that there are foreign forces who continue to disrupt the situation and use "leakage" to intervene in China's affairs.Although the nature of the situation is serious, due to the limitation of the scope of the "leakage" - only two or three appeared in the mountainous area of ​​Yanfu at the beginning. Necessary panic, the general public does not know.

Now, it's obvious that the lid won't close.

The government can only disclose the fact of the existence of "leakage" to a limited extent, and it still chooses to avoid the important and trivial things about the desperate characteristic of "leakage" that devours the spirituality of the world.It's hard to say whether such a choice is right or wrong, but from the standpoint of maintaining a stable society, the government has no choice but to race against time and try its best to find a solution or let the "leakage" spread before the panic news spreads. "Ways to stop the sprawl.

This is not a battle for some people, but a desperate battle that concerns the life and death of the entire human race.

Cheng Chen silently watched the entire news episode, staring at the monstrous black funnel hanging in mid-air between the mountains on the screen, and held the big wolf's slightly cool hand.

Jiang Shicheng came to bid farewell, he was always smiling and foolish, it was rare for him to put on a serious face.

"I just received an emergency call-up order, since the country and the people still need a half-useless person like me to contribute some experience..." He stood up straight, stared at Cheng Chen, and slowly raised his hand in a military salute: "The responsibility lies, and it is incumbent. "

Cheng Chen didn't know what to do or what to say, he stood up straight in a hurry, and returned Jiang Shicheng's solemn salute.

Jiang Shicheng walked quietly, even though he had suffered from the pain and injury of fighting the "leak" and suffered from the sequelae full of complaints, when the country called him, he still resolutely walked towards the hopeless life again. battlefield.

The one who replaced Lao Jiang was Dong Ze, this insignificant man who didn't even seem to breathe.From his indifferent and calm face, Cheng Chen occasionally found a trace of worry.

Everyone was in a hurry, and even Zhe Xiaopang had a stern face when he came to visit Cheng Chen, sighing in front of him hesitantly.

The great news of the birth of the "handed down" spirit text is like a small ripple, splashing the waves of joy at the beginning, and submerged in the shadow of "leakage" in an instant.

For such a situation, Cheng Chen was a little restless.All he can do is to go to the academy to give lectures to the children, try to calm his anxiety, and also comfort the children who are inexplicably uneasy.

"Cheng Chen, what do you think that is?" Lin Liangyu couldn't hold back, and asked secretly.

"Who knows?"

"Then...can the government get rid of that thing?"

Cheng Chen thought for a while, then shook his head: "...I don't know."

I don't know where the "leakage" comes from, let alone where it ends. I only know that it is like a glutton, greedily devouring the foundation of human existence on this planet-spirituality.

Back home, Cheng Lang was playing with Jiaotu.

One of his big hands was covering the top door of Yu Jiaotu, and a pair of green eyes stared at the other pair of big black eyes.Seeing Cheng Chen come back, Cheng Lang slowly retracted his hands and rubbed the soft fur on the little guy's head.

Jiaotu's big dark eyes also turned slowly, staring at Cheng Chen, wondering if it was an illusion, in the sunlight, Cheng Chen seemed to see a dark green light flashing in the child's eyes.

Jiaotu slowly turned his eyes back, looked at Cheng Lang, stretched out his hand silently, and gave him a small black shiny stone.

"Huh? It's rare that Jiaotu actually likes you? Give you a gift?" Cheng Chen was a little surprised. You must know that every time this child climbed up a tree to make a nest, Cheng Lang picked him out.When staring at Cheng Chen's "competition" every day, the two of them can be said to be disgusted with each other. With such a peaceful moment, it is almost necessary to set off fireworks to celebrate.

One big and one small looked at each other silently, then turned their heads and walked away tacitly at the same time.

Cheng Chen swears that he saw "dislike" in capital letters on both of their faces!

Before going to bed, Cheng Lang gave Cheng Chen a deep goodnight kiss.

This kiss made Cheng Chen lose his mind, his heart trembled, and even his soul seemed to be sucked into a panic, and he drifted away without knowing where he was.The stars in the sea of ​​consciousness sprinkled one after another, and the stars seemed to be unable to take root, and they were about to be shaken down by this kiss.

This sweet and terrifying feeling seems somewhat familiar.

In Cheng Chen's muddled mind, he finally slowly found the memory that had been stuffed into the trash corner.

When that Prince Zhu Chaofeng kissed him forcefully back then, apart from the physical and emotional disgust, the stars in his sea of ​​consciousness were also panicked...

A heart, flickering, sinking into a bottomless abyss for some reason, surrounded by ignorant darkness, without any light, like a swamp, more like hell.

Cheng Lang kissed deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to put all his affection into his mouth.

Cheng Chen's mind became more and more blurred, and his heart became colder and colder.

Something depressive and disgusting suddenly rolled out from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, rising up from the ground, and a trace of golden-red blood left the body in an instant.

At that moment, Cheng Chen felt that his own soul seemed to have left his body.

A golden light shone into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, the rushing and turbulent waves of golden light rushed towards his sea of ​​consciousness like a sea tide, but gently smoothed the turbulence of the star sea.Firmly hold down his soul and heal the gap between soul and body.

A little bit of golden light is like fireworks in the night, shining all over the sky, blooming brightly, lighting up one star after another.

The stars gradually stabilized and became brighter with this golden light.

Warm and sweet.

The dark swamp is illuminated, a pool of bitter chocolate.

A little green wolf ran in cheerfully, had fun in Cheng Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, found the little prince hiding aside, dragged the restless little man to sit by the chocolate lake, and looked up at the brilliant starry sky full of golden fireworks together .

Cheng Lang reluctantly left his lover's sweet lips.

The melancholy green eyes stared at Cheng Chen until those black eyes opened.

"...Do you have anything you want to say to me?" Cheng Chen looked at him, pushed him away gently, and asked calmly.

Cheng Lang grabbed his hand and led Cheng Chen to the chair to sit down.

"Have you heard of Gu?"

Cheng Chen couldn't shake his hand away, so he nodded indifferently.

"Put several candidate poisonous insects into a jar and fight with each other, and the one that survives at the end is Gu."

Cheng Lang's voice was deep and deep. He usually doesn't talk much, but now he was speaking eloquently, without a strange temptation.

"Humans stand at the top of the food chain on this planet. Like many other creatures, they have wonderful genes. In terms of natural selection and evolution, humans have chosen to divide their genes into two sets, and males and females pair to reproduce, rather than like paramecium. copy self.

The most fundamental reason for this kind of selection is the selective evolution of genes, which can select the offspring who are more suitable for survival and reproduction of the race, so that they will not become extinct because they will always have the same genetics and cannot adapt to changes in the environment. "

Cheng Lang looked into Cheng Chen's eyes, and said slowly: "The so-called 'a dragon has nine sons, but the sons are different' is just the self-understanding and interpretation of some genetic selection methods by humans on earth. Li Qiuzhi got the 'divine blood', he Look for bloodlines with different spiritual gifts to mix with the divine blood, and find out the gene that best adapts to the evolution of the human body.

Both you and I once had a bit of the 'sacred blood' gene. "

Cheng Chen nodded numbly and said, "Once."

Li Qiuzhi had done some experiments on his body, and it seemed that it was the so-called "sacred blood" gene experiment, and the green eyes should be the dominant gene of "sacred blood".So when Li Qiuzhi saw Cheng Chen's black eyes as a child, he gave up on him without hesitation, even giving up on naming him.

Cheng Lang continued to say: "When the nine copies of divine blood genes and human genes are truly fused, they will devour each other with their own strength, and the final one will be a complete fusion."

"When did you know this?" Cheng Chen asked. The big wolf he had picked up was like a child who had just arrived in the world, low-minded and sincere. At that moment, he asked himself that he was not blind and could not be pretending.

Cheng Lang held his hand firmly, as if he was afraid that he would break free and disappear.

"In that mortuary, I accidentally devoured the divine blood of the 'Prisoner Cow'. The fragmentary memories of these fragments seemed to be engraved in the deepest layer of the gene, and it was revived."

"So, you, like that Zhu Chaofeng, just want the shitty 'divine blood' lurking in my body? Or something else..." My soul, or the "star map" in the sea of ​​consciousness?

Cheng Chen didn't know whether he should trust this familiar stranger in front of him. What exactly is memory for a person?Is Cheng Lang in front of him still the one who depends on him for life?Or, the inexplicable traction between them is just the temptation between food and hunters?

The homeless man who once lost his memory, what he pursued was probably the desire to devour engraved in his genes.

Cheng Chen laughed at himself, what depended on each other for life, um, it was actually wishful thinking and self-indulgent sentimentality in stockpiling grain!