How come it's the end

In the early morning of autumn, with the rising of the sun over Mingzhu City, the bedside wall lamps in the bedrooms of the underground research institute automatically turned on. As time went by, the warm lights gradually brightened like the sky outside.

Xiao Ning was awakened by the light, and heard a very soft groan.

Shi Yu beside him moved, his left arm crossed his eyes to block the light, and his right arm stretched out to fumble for the switch of the wall lamp.

Xiao Ning thought it was funny, knowing that Shiyu's habit is to wake up around [-] o'clock every morning, but he didn't expect that if he was woken up before the time, the other party's reaction would be so cute.

But picking up the phone and checking the time, the smile on his face faded.

The time was [-]:[-] in the morning, which was already past the time for the other party to get up.

Even if Shiyu wants to go back to sleep, he will wake up first.

Xiao Ning grabbed back the other's outstretched arm, helped him dim the lights, and asked, "What's wrong, feeling uncomfortable?"

Shi Yu responded with a low groan/groan, and pinched the index finger and thumb of his right hand between the eyebrows forcefully, his nails dug into the flesh, and quickly pinched two deep red marks.

"Headache...it's okay, old problem...help me ask for books and get some medicine, I'll be fine after I sleep again."

The golden orange light fell on Shi Yu's face, but it couldn't cover his pale face.

He touched Shiyu's forehead with his hand, but he didn't have a fever. Xiao Ning didn't care about changing clothes, got out of bed, and went out to find Yan Shuhe in his pajamas.

"Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao!"

As soon as I went out, I saw Bian Lingjie. The young man who looked like a teenager slept from yesterday morning until the early morning, with a round baby face full of radiance.

The Chihuahua, who was so full of energy, took a bite of the sandwich bread and asked, "Brother Xiao, where's the boss, why haven't you woken up yet?"

After he asked himself, he blinked his eyes, showed an expression of instant understanding, and smiled cheaply: "Oh, Brother Xiao, you are really too, although it is not that I can't understand your mood, after all, the boss is so...but still Pay attention to temperance, young man, self-cultivation and nourishment of the kidneys are important."

Bian Lingjie swallowed the bread, jumped up and put Xiao Ning's shoulders on his shoulders, and asked with wicked eyebrows, "Brother Xiao, let's talk, how did you coax the boss into it?"

Instantly, he felt the same way as Shiyu, and understood the other party's mood when facing Bian Lingjie, shut up, shut up, get out, too lazy to talk, and kick him with his feet, Xiao Ning smiled at the gossiping little monkey, and lowered his head as if.

Bian Lingjie leaned his ear over excitedly, spun around suddenly, Xiao Ning grabbed his arm, and slammed over his shoulder firmly into the sofa beside him.

Bian Lingjie rolled on the sofa, ouch, sat up slowly, rubbed his shoulders, and complained: "Brother Xiao, you have broken with the old university, and you do it without saying hello."

"Don't be poor, Ah Yu is lying down with a headache, I'll get him some medicine." Xiao Ning said.

Bian Lingjie looked normal: "Boss has a headache again."

Xiao Ning went to the side and pressed the communicator, told Yan Shuhe about the situation, then turned around and asked Bian Lingjie casually: "Does your boss often have headaches?"

"Three or four times a month, hahaha Brother Xiao, you are worried about Boss, it's okay, minor illnesses keep getting serious. Boss will be fine after taking the medicine and sleeping, and he will be fine the next day." Bian Lingjie's answer was very is easy.

Of the four, Bian Lingjie was the least aware of Shiyu's physical condition. He didn't know that his boss had been a subject of the Saints Project. He couldn't get any useful information from him, so Xiao Ning didn't continue this topic.

After waiting for a while, the auxiliary robot brought a few pills in small paper bags from Yan Shuhe.

This is good news, Yan Shuhe's indifferent attitude at least shows that Shiyu's headache is really just a minor problem.

Bian Lingjie also had a purpose in guarding here early in the morning. He originally planned to ask Shiyu for yesterday's storage bracelet, thinking that the connection port of the military arsenal might not have been removed, and wanted to gamble on his luck. Before this round, get some real objects to study.

Cook the uncooked rice first, and even if you are hung up by police officer Kong to smoke it afterwards, you will still make money without losing money.

Headaches are the most fearful of people making noise, Bian Lingjie dare not stroke the tiger's beard at this juncture, so he asked Xiao Ning to help him take out the things.

Xiao Ning responded, went to the water dispenser and poured a cup of warm water, and returned to the bedroom with the medicine.

Seeing him coming back, Shi Yu turned sideways, supported the bed with his arms, and slowly sat up with great effort.

Xiao Ning has no way of knowing how painful the old problem that Shi Yu said is, all he can see is the cold sweat constantly dripping from the forehead of the other party.

Swallowing the medicine in one gulp, drinking water with Xiao Ning's hand, the patient lay back on the bed weakly.

Xiao Ning was so distressed that he couldn't help reaching out to touch the top of Shi Yu's hair. Unexpectedly, the other party trembled suddenly, clenched his teeth, and blocked the pain in his throat.

"...Ah Ning..." Shi Yu gasped and whispered, "...Sorry...don't touch my head yet..."

Xiao Ning withdrew his hand a long time ago. He didn't know how to appease him, so he could only stop him from wasting his energy: "It's my fault, don't talk, I'll go out first, you should have a good rest."

"Don't go!" Shi Yu said while grabbing Xiao Ning's clothes, "...I'll fall asleep soon, don't go..."

"Don't go, I will accompany you."

Holding Shiyu's hand, Xiao Ning didn't dare to use force, and gently held that powerless hand in his palm with such strength that he was afraid of breaking a snowflake.

"Go to sleep, Ah Yu." Xiao Ning said softly.

Shiyu returned a barely perceptible smile, and closed his eyes as if extremely tired.

When Shi Yu was completely asleep, Xiao Ning slowly let go of his hand, took the remaining half cup of cold water, and left the bedroom with the storage bracelet Bian Lingjie asked for.

Bian Lingjie got the storage bracelet and found that the interface on the other side was still there. He was overjoyed and immediately rushed back to his place.Xiao Ning didn't go back to the bedroom right away, fearing that the opening and closing of the door twice in a short period of time would affect his rest, so he walked to the sofa and sat down, and began to concentrate on communicating with the system.

Marshmallow has already processed all the materials of the Saints Project owned by the research institute. Knowing what Xiao Ning wanted to ask, he answered directly: "Judging from the existing data, in the Saints Project, the stimulation effect of the space-time power in the supernatural person is impossible. reversed.

If you want this kind of ability to maintain stability, the most feasible and effective way is to assist the saints in planning to perfect the way to stimulate time and space abilities, so that immature half-space abilities can be transformed, so as to truly master the power to manipulate time or space .The information shows that Yan Shuhe is currently researching in this direction. "

"Can it be done?" Xiao Ning asked.

"According to the theories and technologies that the world has now... let's take another 300 years." Cotton Candy replied.

This has a p use!

Not to mention 300 years, even if it is just three years, Xiao Ning is afraid that Shiyu will not be able to survive.

Xiao Ning asked: "Cotton, you said before that if you hand over the high technology of the mission world to study, the technology of this world can leap forward by at least 50 years... The purpose of the person who created you to let you collect the data of the end of the world was originally for research The time and space power of each plane. If you hand over those, how much can the research progress be advanced?"

"..."

Marshmallow was silent for a long time, and said, "You are really crazy."

"If you're crazy, then you're crazy," Xiao Ning said nonchalantly, "No matter what, I won't let anything happen to Ah Yu."

Xiao Ning understands that there are some innocuous little secrets on his body, and a system from a high-level plane that stores a large amount of different time and space data hidden in his consciousness. If these two things are exposed, the severity of the consequences will not be at the same level.

From the birth of the saint plan, it can be seen that the highest level that controls the world, the desire for the power of time and space has reached an extremely dangerous level.

Once the existence of Marshmallow is known to the outside world, not only the empire, but any ambitious organization will not let go of this overly mysterious and powerful force.

Once he becomes the center of the battle, Xiao Ning will never have a place to live in this world unless he escapes to the outside deserted area where it is difficult for ordinary people to survive.

In this matter, even Shiyu cannot be trusted at all.

He even has more reason to covet the existence of the system than anyone else, because whether the power of time and space can be fully controlled is directly related to his own life.

Even if the system is not directly exposed, Xiao Ning will take a huge risk if he comes forward to provide the data.

The data of the other world is not the weapon of the other world. The latter can be obtained from the deserted land just like inheritance, but there is no reasonable explanation for the source of the data.

Even if Shi Yu and Yan Shuhe are reliable, if it gets out, Xiao Ning will face no less risk than exposing the existence of the system.

But Marshmallow residing in the host's mind understands that no matter what it says right now, no matter how big the risks are listed, Xiao Ning will not be able to listen to it.

The other party is determined to save Shiyu, even if the risk he will bear far exceeds the sum of the crises he has encountered in the mission world.

In this regard, what Marshmallow can do is to remind in vain: "Host, this is your reality. If you die, you are really dead. There will be no next world."

"I know." Xiao Ning replied.

Marshmallow said: "Once the host is in a major crisis, according to the actual situation, the system can choose to forcibly separate from the host, but the host himself..."

"Cotton," Xiao Ning smiled, "I understand, thank you."

Marshmallow was silent for a moment, and said: "I chose you at the beginning because I was attracted by your tenacious will to survive. Your performance in the mission world is indeed very good. No matter what kind of desperate situation you encounter, you never thought of giving up. I have always Very admirable."

It is rare to be praised by the system that has been dedicated to hacking him for 100 years. Xiao Ning was flattered and shivered unaccustomedly, rubbing the goose bumps on his arms.

Marshmallow said: "I really can't understand, you used to want to live so much, why do you choose the most dangerous path now?"

"Where is the most dangerous?" Xiao Ning laughed. "I haven't chosen to save all mankind. I will make all the resistance organizations fall under my arrogance, and then unify the empire, expand its territory, and revive the entire earth."

"Cotton, my wish has never changed." Xiao Ning said.

"I never wanted to take any dangerous path, let alone die in vain. Now I just want to wait until the end of the world is over and everything returns to calm, and then grow old with the one I love."

"..."

Marshmallow sighed heavily: "md, it took eight lifetimes of blood mold to pick on you! Spicy chickens love brains, and it's going to be bloody, you might as well go save the world!"

Xiao Ning smiled, looked at the time and walked into the kitchen, planning to cook a pot of porridge to drink when the world he wanted to save woke up.