Let the whole universe drop SAN together

"The most incredible thing is that no one has discovered it for so many years!" Hugo walked backwards in front of Azathos and Igor, and emphasized with open arms, "There is no one! I know that less than 1% of you humans can distinguish The differences in individual appearances caused by genetic differences in human beings are entirely dependent on feelings, but after all, hundreds of years have passed since the beginning of the era of big data, and the federal government's database should not be so far behind, right?"

Now the temperature in Kemingting town has dropped to around zero degrees Celsius.Although the surface temperature is gradually warming up with the increase of sunshine time, people on the streets still took out their winter clothes under pressure, which made Igor, who was wearing a hat and a thick scarf and completely covered his eyes, look Unremarkable.

"You think, they haven't found me yet." The former federal marshal said calmly.

"..." Hugo nodded, "You are right."

They dropped Erica at a nearby park gate.Azathoth put the scarf of the same style as Igor's that he bought together on his neck around Erica's head, because he was not proficient in business so that his little believer looked like a bandage weirdo selling matches:

"Play around here and wait for us to come back."

Hugo asked: "Will you not be in danger?"

"You can call my name when you are in danger." After finishing his instructions, Azathoth boldly left the little Omega girl under ten years old on the bench in the park, and occasionally looked curiously at her from the crowd walking around in the early morning. He walked towards the happy cemetery in the suburbs.

Kemingting Town has a huge floating population, but compared to living on an asteroid with a slightly inferior environment and climate, some remote areas on the capital planet are more popular with long-term residents.Therefore, the business of Xingfu Cemetery is deserted, and there are only a few tombstones standing on the vast grassland, which are as conspicuous as sunspots dropped by Go in the white snow.

Today is a rest day, but Kunna, as a grave keeper, lives in a small two-story building next to the cemetery except for school hours.Igor looked around, glanced at the slightly old and decayed wooden plaques and plastic slogans in the Happy Cemetery, stepped forward and rang the doorbell of the apartment.

For a long time no one answered.

Igor kept a relatively polite frequency and rang the doorbell once in a while, and looked at Hugo by the way.The bionic man waved his hand, meaning: According to the monitoring here, she should not have left the house yet.

Ten minutes later, hurried footsteps sounded from inside the door, and a half-dream and half-awake voice said: "Who is it?"

"It's me!" Hugo responded loudly.

The anti-theft door was pushed open with a click, and Kunna greeted Hugo with her eyes closed: "Good morning...yawn. These people are the elders of your family? You came too early, right?"

"It's 10:30 am now."

Kunna yawned again: "But insects are nocturnal creatures... You don't even know this, do you?"

Igor raised his eyebrows and asked: "It's the first time I've heard that human-insect hybrids have physiological characteristics that are biased towards Zerg."

"You know a lot?" Kunna was still wearing loose cotton pajamas, and she stopped and looked back at Igor intently, "The mixed races I met are indeed more human, maybe The genes of the human race are stronger."

"so you……"

"I just stayed up late last night and didn't sleep." The girl with dark blond hair pulled out a chair and beckoned them to sit down, and poured everyone a glass of water, "Then what's the use of you coming to see me today?" Do you want to check in?"

"..." Igor said, "It's too early to think about the cemetery. I want to ask Miss Kunna, have you ever seen this man?"

He pushed the printout of Charlie Tolem's photo before Kunna's eyes.

Kunna's eyes did not fall on the photo, but glanced at Azathoth from time to time, the expression on her face gradually changed from confusion at the beginning to excitement mixed with a little shyness.As soon as Igor finished speaking, she bent down and took out a blank piece of paper from the drawer, and asked eagerly, "Can you sign it for me?"

Azathoth: "?"

Kunna gestured with her hands in the air; "That is to say, are you big stars from the capital? Everyone is so tightly covered, except for wanted criminals, they can only be actors or singers? And this gentleman, I see you I still feel a little kind, maybe because I have seen your performance?"

"..."

Unfortunately, the most wanted criminal is the correct choice.

Igor coughed and skipped the topic: "You misunderstood." He said sincerely, "We just have some questions to ask you."

"Then I'm afraid I can't help you much." Kunna shrugged her shoulders, "Since you know so much about the Zerg, you should also know that many human-worm hybrids have face blindness. This is actually easy to understand. If it were you It is also impossible to easily distinguish the difference in the appearance of each husky. Most of the time I recognize the appearance of humans by relying on hair color and eye color. Hugo’s red eyes are not particularly common, and we only met yesterday, so I just I can recognize you."

"So you've never heard of the name Richard Tullham?" Igor asked, staring at Kunna's face.

"No." Kunna said calmly, "Who is he?"

Richard is just an insignificant pawn accidentally pushed to the cusp of the storm, and an inconspicuous stone to pry the mountain of Igor Sullivan. No matter whether he benefits from the incident, people pay more attention to him. Not many, and even the official publicity of his achievements is perfunctory.

So it was normal that Kunna had never heard of this name.

"You all asked so many questions as soon as you entered the door, now it's my turn." Kunna yawned again.Then she stood up with her hands on the table and bent down, a beast-like aggressive wildness suddenly appeared on her beautiful face, "Who are you guys? What is the purpose of finding me?"

She opened her eyes.The round compound eyes with the corners of the eyes slanted upward appeared in front of everyone again.Watching it face to face at a close distance is more impactful than looking through the camera, and you can almost see clearly the small hexagonal eyes on it.Now the pair of protruding compound eyes turned to Azathoth and the others with a grunt, and dark red bloodshots emerged from the corners of the eyes and spread in all directions, making Kunna's nose and mouth, which was indistinguishable from that of a human, look hideous and ugly.

"I've seen a lot of idiots looking for exotic species out of curiosity." She grinned, "Most of them are now lying happily in the underground of my happy cemetery. I hope you won't become their neighbors."

Azathoth, who hadn't spoken a word since entering the door, looked carefully at those eyes.Although he never had the impression of communicating with the Zerg in his memory, after seeing Kunna with his own eyes, he still had some guesses that "I might have raised this species in the past".

This kind of saying seems to be like a scumbag who always abandons him, but Azathoth himself has a variety of aesthetic trends. One day tens of thousands of years ago, he would appreciate the Zerg's kind of beast. It seems that it is not impossible to have a sense of strength and wildness, and a ruthless and rational race of human beings.

What's more, the Zerg has the innate ability of biological mimicry. Although they can't be completely consistent, it is not difficult to simulate the appearance of a human.

He looked at those eyes for a long time and thought for a long time, so long that Kunna's expression couldn't hold on, and she looked a little shy again: "...Can you really sign me?"

Azathoth shook his head and asked, "Did the Zerg ever come to you?"

Kunna's expression froze.

"How is it possible?" She laughed dryly, patted her pajamas, closed her eyes and sat back.

"Ordinary federal students probably don't have much chance to get in touch with Zerg, and they know so much about their habits." Igor's voice seemed a little distorted under the scarf, "We are not interested in your little secret. But if we can If this is the case, if this man named Richard Tullham comes to contact you, you should tell Hugo."

Hugo smiled sweetly, and dropped a fingernail-sized mechanical spider from the hand under the table, and crawled lightly into the shadow of the room and squatted there.

Before leaving, Igor turned around, thought for a while and asked again: "What do you think of Zerg's speech on Starnet?"

Kunna stared at him with her compound eyes, like a praying mantis who has taken a fancy to her opponent.

"I only know that he must not be summoned. If you want to destroy the entire universe, you might as well wake up God and try."

"I see, thank you." Igor nodded politely without changing his expression, and went out to close the door of the apartment.

**

"Big snow—ice and snow! Oh!"

Nixon Evelyn's colleagues cheered and buried themselves on the green lawn of the park.

Nixon stuffed his hands into the pockets of his down jacket, hunched over and watched him playfully, "We'll go back when you've had enough fun."

"Why! Aren't we here to travel?"

"That's you." Nixon opened the cigarette case and stuffed the cigarette into his mouth. "I'm just here to get first-hand information on climate change."

Colleague with a bitter face: "But..."

"Hahahaha Erica, I'm here!" A few children ran past them and interrupted their colleagues. The leader of the children laughed and shouted behind him, "Here! If you catch up, I'll give you this piece of candy." !"

A little Omega girl chased after them panting, and waved and apologized to Nixon who was almost hit by the way: "I'm sorry sir! They didn't mean it!"

"..." Nixon watched them run away with a little ecstasy until they disappeared.

"The number of children in Kemingting Town has also increased." The colleague sat cross-legged on the snow, "Although it's a bit noisy, but this kind of weather is more lively and has a festive atmosphere."

"Nixon, what do you think?... Nixon? Hey, are you awake and asleep? Why don't you talk?"

Nixon woke up with a start: "I think I heard that voice somewhere, but I won't remember it for a while." He stretched out his hand and scratched his hair a little irritably, "Forget it, I'm going back to the hotel."

Colleague: "What's going on!"

"When I went to write an article, I suddenly came up with inspiration. The title should be "The Inevitable Trend of Rapid Industrialization Affecting Society and the Natural Environment."

The colleague watched him go away, and angrily slapped the snow beside him: "It's too much Nixon! Is the title a supporter or an anti-loyalist, please give me your confidence...Damn it, it's so cold."

The icy fog rose with his breath, and Nixon walked along the gravel road with a cigarette in his mouth, feeling as if he was puffing out clouds with sparks on fire.

——"The heavy snowfall was either a natural disaster or a man-made disaster."

This is what he said himself.

But even though he was mentally prepared, what was the reason for the vague sense of insecurity that lingered in his heart?

The man looked up at the clear sky washed by clear water, let out a mouthful of hot air with revenge, and muttered in a low voice: "God bless, I hope the weather will be like this in the next few days."