[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

Zhou Mao woke up very early.

After chatting with Zhou Mo for a while last night, he went to bed early.There is no window in the room, and Zhou Mao can't determine whether it's time to get up from the sky.He stretched out his hand in the air, and the projection seemed to sense that the person on the bed was awake, and immediately appeared on the wall, showing the time.It was 4:45 am.

This is an awkward time to be asleep or not.Zhou Mao thought for a while before sitting up from the bed.

Since it's rare to wake up so early, why not go watch the sunrise.he thinks.I haven't seen a sunrise from a spaceship yet.

With this thought in mind, Zhou Mao put on his clothes and walked out of the room after a simple wash.Relying on the guidance of the signs on the corridor, he walked around the spaceship a few times before finally arriving on the deck.

The space on the deck is not small, about the size of 4 or 5 school playgrounds.The people on the spacecraft seem to use this place as a place to study crop cultivation.Zhou Mao saw rows of transparent water tanks filled with light-colored liquids.The crops are supported by iron frames, suspended on the liquid, and the roots extend into the liquid to absorb nutrients.

Zhou Mao took a look, and the crops probably included cucumbers, tomatoes, potatoes, and some plants that he couldn't name.Thinking of yesterday's unpalatable meal, he couldn't help shaking his head.

It seems that the plants grown in this way of cultivation are not very good.he thinks.It is better for fruits and vegetables to grow well in the soil.

He looked up to the sky.Although it is a deck, it is still covered by a huge glass cover.The sky outside the glass was already twilight, but thick clouds were overlaid on the transparent vault, and there was no sign of a gap for sunlight to enter.

Realizing that his plan to watch the sunrise was shattered, Zhou Mao couldn't help but sighed.He looked at the rolling clouds and mist outside the window, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.He thought of that man.I don't know if he abided by the agreement and didn't travel to this world together.If he was observing himself in the survival cabin at this moment, what would he be thinking in his mind?

"Brother." In his mind, Zhou Mo called out, pulling him back.

"What's the matter, Momo?" Zhou Mao shook his head, shook off what he was thinking just now, and responded to Zhou Mo.

"I've made up my mind. I want to go back." Zhou Mo said.

"Have you really thought about it?" Zhou Mao asked softly. "You can think about it for a while."

"Really. I've thought about it." Zhou Mo said, "I want to go back and try first."

"That's good." Zhou Mao exhaled lightly, and then said: "After you return to reality, if you encounter sad things, you must tell your brother in time, and don't dislike your brother. Although my brother is stupid, he still knows how to use it." Try to help you in your own way.”

"Well." Zhou Mo replied in a low voice, and then said: "I have never disliked you. It is impossible to dislike you."

"I am relieved to hear you say that, she is really my good sister." Zhou Mao smiled and said, "If you are really uncomfortable, you can go back to your world again, and then I will find you, Listen to your troubles."

"Okay." Zhou Mo said, she seemed to think about it, and then said: "But I still don't want to come back too much. I have to stay in reality for a while."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself." Zhou Mao said softly, "Since you've decided, go back quickly." He tilted his head and thought for a while, then added: "Go back and apologize to my mother, and say that I will let you go." She's worried."

"Yeah." Zhou Mo responded, "Then we'll see each other in reality later."

"Okay, see you in reality." Zhou Mao said with a smile.

Zhou Mo didn't speak again.There was silence in Zhou Mao's mind.After waiting for a quarter of an hour, he couldn't help calling his sister's name softly in his heart.

"Momo, are you still there?" He asked a few times, but the answer was silent silence.The younger sister who used to be twittering and complaining in his mind has left, and should have returned to reality.

It turned out that it was so easy for her to go back.Zhou Mao couldn't help shaking his head and smiled.If you really want to go, you can go, if you say go, you go.I thought some kind of ceremony was needed, at least contact Dr. Jiang.

Thinking of Jiang Hai, Zhou Mao's heart skipped a beat.If Zhou Mo left, then this world created by Zhou Mo's sleeping consciousness should no longer exist.He will also come back to reality very quickly.After returning to reality, how will he face Jiang Hai?Do you want to express your feelings to him properly?

Zhou Mao swallowed the air nervously.If you don't say it, Zhou Mo's illness has been cured, and he will never have any relationship with Jiang Hai again, so there may be no chance.

He stared at the sky, kept thinking wildly, and began to secretly organize the language he wanted to say to Jiang Hai.

However, as time went by, the sky outside the deck became brighter and brighter, and Zhou Mao gradually began to feel uneasy.This uneasiness expanded little by little, and gradually completely covered up Zhou Mao's nervousness about logging out.

Why am I still in this world.Zhou Mao thought, and involuntarily clenched his hands.Did something happen to Zhou Mo?Did she leave without a hitch?If she left without incident, why am I still here?

Zhou Mao's heart sank suddenly.He recalled what Jiang Hai said about being trapped in his brother's world.Could it be that he... was also trapped in a strange world and could never get out?

Zhou Mao began to panic.After stabilizing his thoughts, he remembered the emergency logout password Jiang Hai told him, so he began to recall the group of numbers 870503 repeatedly in his mind.

After thinking for about 5 minutes, the sound of electric current gradually came from Zhou Mao's mind, from small to loud, like a mobile phone with poor communication.Zhou Mao held his breath, trying to distinguish the human voice from the noise.

In spite of his efforts, he heard a faint human voice.The voice was getting louder and louder, it was Jiang Hai's voice that he was very familiar with.

However, what was strange was that although Jiang Hai was speaking in a very anxious voice, Zhou Mao couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

"I don't understand." Zhou Mao held the corner of his clothes tightly with his hands, thinking hard in his mind, "I don't understand, Doctor Jiang."

Jiang Hai's voice paused for a moment, and the noisy noise became louder and louder.Immediately, a cold electronic female voice entered Zhou Mao's mind.

“1192I998S549B485N2681I761SBNISBN9787010102818。”

The female voice paused for a while, spit out a series of inexplicable combinations of numbers and letters, and then fell silent. After 2 or 3 minutes, she started again with a flat voice: "119..."

Zhou Mao looked around hurriedly, looking for a pen and paper to write down the numbers.He tore a page from the record book next to the tank where the plants were grown, but couldn't find a pen anywhere.In desperation, he tore off a cucumber vine, squeezed the juice, and smeared this set of data on the paper with the juice.

After repeating it again, the female voice fell into a short pause again.When she repeated it for the third time, the noise in Zhou Mao's mind became louder and louder.It made him start to get a headache, and he pressed his fingers to his temples, but it didn't help.

The noise began to tear Zhou Mao's nerves like a scream, and the female voice gradually turned into a mournful howl.Zhou Mao held his head and bent down in pain.He could no longer accept any information, and if this continued, he felt that he was about to go crazy.

Then, with a loud tinnitus, any sound in Zhou Mao's mind disappeared dramatically in an instant.The surroundings returned to tranquility.The clouds outside the glass became a little thinner, and a little sunlight fell on Zhou Mao's face little by little.

Zhou Mao opened his eyes blankly, he didn't know when he had curled up on the ground.He braced himself and shook his head.No more noise in the head, no more headaches.The chaotic scene just now seemed like a dream.He swallowed, and gradually clenched his fists.

In the palm of his hand, the touch of the paper reminded him that it was not a dream.He unfolded the paper, looked at the set of numbers and letters recorded by the plant juice on the paper, stood up instantly, and ran towards his room.

Zhou Mao didn't know what the things he wrote down meant, but his intuition told him that this was extremely important information.He wanted to try to see if he could decipher it.If it can be deciphered...

After returning to the room, Zhou Mao quickly closed the door.He rummaged through boxes and boxes to find a pen and paper, and re-copied the data he had just written down.

Staring at this group of numbers and letters, Zhou Mao was still at a loss.After thinking about it, he separated the numbers and letters in this group of garbled characters into two lines.The numbers are "119299854948526817619787010102818" and the letters are "ISBN" repeated three times.

Zhou Mao stared at the four letters "ISBN" for a while.He thought the letter combination looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

After racking his brains for a long time, Zhou Mao still had no idea.He was a little irritable in his heart, and he slumped over to the bed, letting his hands hang naturally on the side of the bed.

Zhou Mao shook his arm in frustration, and then touched the book in the photography album at the gap between the mattress and the bed board.

The moment the cold touch of the coated paper touched his arm, Zhou Mao sat up in a jerk.He suddenly remembered something, quickly pulled out the album again, flipped through the first two pages, and then showed an expression of enlightenment.

Yes, he has seen this group of letters in countless books, and he should immediately think of it. Isn't ISBN the abbreviation of International Standard Book Number?

Since it is an ISBN, there should be a corresponding book code in this group of numbers.

Zhou Mao's eyes turned to the long string of numbers after the last N.But it was difficult again.

He should check whether these 13 numbers are the codes of some books.However, now Zhou Mao doesn't have the internet at hand, and the library doesn't know how to get in.There is no way to check.

If it is in this world, there should be a faster way to find it.He thought for a while, picked up the note, slipped out of his room, and came to the workshop where the Silo was parked.

He opened the hatch of Silo, sat in, and activated the mecha.Here is the only artificial intelligence he knows in this world.Whether you can find the books, you can only rely on him.

"Good morning." 8010's voice sounded as Zhou Mao expected. "There are no battles or exercises. You cannot pilot the mech."

"No driving." Zhou Mao said hurriedly, and took out a note from his pocket. "Can you check something for me?"

"8010 needs to determine whether the thing you are searching for is within the prescribed safety range." 8010 said.

"It's the code of a book. I want you to find out what this book is." Zhou Mao said.

"Yes. This order is within specification," 8010 said. "Please describe the code of the book orally."

Zhou Mao read out the code. 8010 searched for a while.

""General Standard Chinese Character List"," it said, "2013 edition."

Zhou Mao's eyes couldn't help but brighten up.He opened the note and looked at it, then asked 8010: "Can you bring up this book and show it to me?"

"8010 needs to check whether the content of the book contains any content that violates the sky regulations." 8010 replied, "And. The publication year of this book is outside the stipulated safe year for reading. After the test, you need to ask your superiors to read it."

"Yes." Zhou Mao replied patiently. "I can wait."

After 8010 issued a "beep", it fell into silence.Zhou Mao stared at the dashboard in the cockpit in a daze, looking at the note in his hand from time to time.After an unknown amount of time, the artificial intelligence finally made a sound again.

"The inspection is passed. You can start reading." With its voice, a dense array of Chinese characters appeared on Zhou Mao's display screen.

Looking at it, Zhou Mao felt dizzy.He looked at the note again and asked 8010: "Can you tell me what is the 1192nd character on the Chinese character list?"

1192 is the first group of numbers separated by letters in the gibberish.

"Yes." 8010 answered, and quickly retrieved the answer: "The 1192nd character is the word 'Zhou'."

Zhou Mao's heart started beating wildly.He quickly asked the 8010 to retrieve several other sets of numbers separated by letters.With the completion of the search, six independent Chinese characters form two short and clear phrases.

Zhou Mao stared at these six words closely, his heart pounding against his chest, almost jumping out.

"Zhou Mo is safe. Wait for me."

The author has something to say:

Brother Jiang is about to come to the hero to save the beauty!However, the lovely author, how can I ask him to take Mao Mao away so easily, and let him have a concussion when he crosses over! (No