Has the captain mutated today? [End Times]

"Relax, after the machine is running, you may feel dizzy for a short time," Yang Rui said to Shiqi while adjusting the matching thresholds of the two connectors: "The dizziness will not exceed ten seconds, if it exceeds For ten seconds, you can just yell, and I will pull you out."

Shiqi: ...Why does it sound so unscientific? ? ?

Maybe it was because his suspicious expression was too obvious, Yang Rui pushed his glasses again, and asked seriously: "Are you questioning my professionalism?"

Shi Qi shook his head sincerely: "I question the operability of this machine."

"Hey, anyone who puts on a connector for the first time will be nervous." As long as she doesn't question her professionalism, Yang Rui is very patient: "Don't worry, the connector has been improved dozens of times. It will bring any danger to the user, at most it will be dizzy for a few days..."

As she said that, she forced Shi Qi to the connector, put a translucent shell on his head, and put a sensor on the back of his neck: "Relax, follow my instructions, after you go in, you just need to find His subjective consciousness, and then guide his subjective consciousness to take you to find the memory he forgot, it is best to have a specific timeline or something..."

"Subjective consciousness?" Shi Qi was a little at a loss: "Does consciousness have a form?"

"Yes, but...there are many forms of subjective consciousness, and some may be a little scary." She tilted her head and looked at Shi Qi who was lying horizontally: "I heard that you are the most powerful sniper in District [-], sniper Your psychological quality is generally better than others, you must be very strong, really don’t need to be nervous.”

Shiqi: Just because I shoot doesn't mean I can't stand being scared...

He wanted to say something else, but Yang Rui had already pressed the start button, and his vision was instantly filled with white light.

This is a very bad feeling, the white light is too bright, Shi Qi couldn't help but want to close his eyes, but found that he couldn't control the field of vision he 'seeed'.

uncomfortable.

However, he also remembered that Yang Rui said that the discomfort at the beginning would last at most ten seconds, so he didn't panic, but started counting the seconds silently.

When I counted to six, the surroundings began to darken.

By the time he counted from seven to ten, his consciousness had already plunged into darkness.

He tentatively 'walked' two steps forward, and asked uncertainly, "Yang Rui?"

There was another ten seconds of silence around, and Shi Qi heard Yang Rui's reply: What's wrong?

He didn't hear Yang Rui's voice directly, but what Yang Rui wanted to express appeared directly in Shi Qi's consciousness.

This feeling was very strange, and he took two steps forward: "Why is it so dark all around?"

It took another ten seconds for Yang Rui to reply: You have to find a way to let the other party know that you are here.

Not waiting for Shiqi to make another move, Yang Rui said again: "No. [-]'s &!" %$*@# The parameters are a bit special, which proves that his brain controls emotions differently from others, you have to be careful.

Shi Qi could hear a passage intermittently, and only the last four words could be clearly heard.

He asked if he could repeat it, but there was no reply from Yang Rui.

It was pitch black all around, and after Yang Rui didn't hear back, Shi Qiyi still panicked a little at first, but then he thought about it, anyway, he entered the captain's consciousness, the captain will not harm him, right?

Right?

Thinking of this, the surrounding darkness seemed to fade away, and a figure could be vaguely seen in the distance.

So he excitedly 'drifted' towards that figure, shouting as he drifted: "It's me, the captain! I'm coming!"

He is really not good at using consciousness to drift. After he moved to the vicinity of "Hel" after exhausting himself, he discovered that this "Hel"...is not a human being.

Um, these words seem to be insulting.

Hull was sitting with his back to him, with several tentacles hanging quietly behind his back, Shi Qi couldn't see his face.

"Captain," he happily walked around in front of Hell, lowered himself to a level with the other person, and reached out to pat Hell on the shoulder: "Open your eyes and look at me..."

It's just that before his hand of consciousness fell, the person on the opposite side suddenly opened those green eyes.

There is no trace of the familiar shadow in the green eyes, but there is a frightening light-like a beast crawling forward in the forest, waiting for the chance to kill its prey.

Shi Qi was looked at with hairs all over his body (of course, he is not a real person now), and he subconsciously withdrew half of his outstretched hand: "...Captain?"

The next moment, the flexible but powerful tentacles wrapped around his neck suddenly, and the black scales touching his neck suddenly tightened mercilessly with a strangely scalding temperature.

*

"Sigh, District [-] is indeed much more handsome than District [-]..."

Yang Rui called Shiqi twice through the microphone outside the connector, but after receiving no response, she muttered and began to check the parameters on the screen.

Maybe people who are obsessed with scientific research and academics are a bit eccentric. Yang Rui likes to talk to herself while doing experiments.

"Did he hear what I just said?" Yang Rui dialed a dial on the screen and muttered: "Subjective consciousness may be aggressive. This is the brain's self-protection mechanism, but as long as you remember It’s fine if you don’t really get hurt by the other party.”

"Oh, it's the first time I've seen such miraculous frontal lobe parameters. The number [-] data is just like..." Yang Rui looked at the control screen and thought about how to describe this phenomenon scientifically: "It's similar to emotional disorders." , a highly similar, but not incompatible, variety of mood responses."

"Oh... I really want to record the data..." Yang Rui fought with his professional ethics in distress: "This kind of situation is very rare... I clearly know the emotional reaction to the current state of mind, But the subconscious mind is instinctive extreme restraint and patience..."

"Theoretically, it's impossible. Hey... I really want his brain data."

"Ah...why do I have such high moral requirements on myself?"

*

Shi Qi must not have heard Yang Rui muttering to himself.

He felt like he was about to suffocate.

Shi Qi struggled in panic, only to find that he was locked tightly, the feeling of being strangled to death around the neck was too real, and the almost substantive killing intent of the other party was too piercing, making his heart hurt a little.

Is this what Yang Rui said 'a bit scary'?It is obviously a terrible subjective consciousness...

Wait, if you are also conscious, then don't you need to breathe?

Then you still panic?

After figuring this out, Shi Qi immediately stopped panicking and didn't move. He let the opponent's tentacles become tighter and tighter, and he remained motionless.

The prey in front of him suddenly stopped moving, his warm green eyes flickered, and then Shi Qi heard him ask uncertainly: "... Shi Qi?"

Thinking of this subjective consciousness that he would strike at the slightest disagreement, Shi Qi suppressed his dissatisfaction, and softened his tone: "It's me."

The hot tentacles were suddenly retracted by him, and the icy green eyes were rarely stained with an imperceptible tension.

"It's okay." Sensing the other party's emotions, Shi Qi waved his hands generously: "Other people have come into your head, how can you protect yourself if you are not fierce?"

Hull in front of him didn't seem to understand what he was saying, and his expression became a little confused.

"Did you forget?" Shi Qi began to try to guide Hull to recall: "We communicated with each other, and then came to the research institute to have Yang Rui do a damage scan for you?"

His icy green eyes narrowed, as if he remembered something.

"Captain?" Shi Qi tentatively poked Hell's arm: "Remember? We're lying on the connector now, and I'm in your consciousness now. You want to take me to see the past."

Hull bowed his head in silence for a long time, then stretched out his hand to hold Shi Qi's wrist, and gently pulled it into his arms.

What he imagined crashing into the opponent's arms didn't happen, Shi Qi was enveloped by a sudden and violent sense of weightlessness, he instinctively grabbed his big hand with his backhand, and was led to fall towards the boundless darkness.

*

When Shi Qi came to his senses, the sense of weightlessness had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the seemingly unreal palpitations, reminding him that he just fell from above.

He looked up at the gray-purple sky, felt the cold sea breeze blowing in front of him, and felt even more unreal.

He is now in a dock, not the kind of large port that he was tasked with that day, but a dirty and messy private dock.Colorless rubbish floated on the water near the shore. The small port was crowded with small cargo ships, and the hull was dirty, as if it hadn't been cleaned for many years.

The pier was crowded with people, and the sun was setting, and the ice debris could still be vaguely seen in the waves.

Shi Qi looked at it for a while, and found that many people's faces were blurred, and then realized that this place should be Hull's memory.

It should be winter now, and people walking around are wrapping themselves up tightly, and those who open their mouths to speak will exhale a string of white mist.Shiqi looked around, and then was attracted by a noise.

He looked towards the source of the noise and found that it was the fishing boat closest to him.

The hull of the boat was not big, and Shi Qi turned over the side of the boat along the conveyor belt that was going back and forth, and then saw Hull nestled in the corner at a glance.

At that time, Hull was probably only in his teens, his facial features hadn't fully developed, his stature was not as tall as it is now, and he was thin with a kind of malnutrition.

But Shi Qi recognized the boy as Hull at a glance—his eyes are the same as now, if there is any difference, the young Hull has two dark blue eyes.

He was wearing a single suit and trousers, with his wrists and ankles exposed, which formed a strong inverse contrast to the several adult men in cotton clothes around him.

Those men seemed to be arguing, while the thin boy sat quietly in the corner with his knees hugged, as if he was completely uninterested in their quarrel.

Shi Qi took a few steps closer before he could clearly hear what the men said.

The man with the crew cut said in a rough voice: "It's been an hour, I'm afraid this customer won't come?"

The mung bean eye next to him shook his head: "This customer paid three times the deposit, there is no way he won't come."

"The boss specifically asked him to be nice to him," the third man with a square face also agreed with Mung Douyan's words. He glanced at the crew cut, and his tone contained some warning: "Don't think about things you shouldn't."

The flat head rubbed his hands, grinned, showing a mouthful of black and yellow and uneven teeth: "Isn't it because he looks good, and wants to make some money for the boss?"

The square face glared at him with some disgust, and pointed to Hull: "First, we never move the customer's goods; second, he is still a half-grown child, aren't you afraid of thunder?"

Pingtou snorted disdainfully: "This kind of person who smuggled into China by fishing boat, what kind of clean thing can it be..."

Guozilian couldn't listen anymore, so he interrupted him: "Go down and watch the unloading!"

The flat head shrank his neck, obviously not convinced, but his status was not as high as that of the Chinese character face, so he had to pass by Shi Qi and got off the boat.

The Chinese-character face and Mung Douyan muttered together for a while, before seeing Mung Douyan squatting down: "Do you know how to contact the person who came to collect you?"

Hull didn't even lift his head, and looked intently at his right wrist with lowered eyes, as if he wanted to see a flower there.

"He may not understand the Chinese dialect," Guo Zilian frowned, took out a cigarette and lit it: "Forget it, wait a little longer."

Mung Douyan nodded, turned around and got off the boat.When Shi Qi passed by, he heard Mung Douyan muttering: "It's too bad, it was brought here like an animal..."

Only then did Shi Qi notice that Hull's thin shoulder was leaning against a small wooden cargo box, inside which was covered with a layer of dirty hay, like a nest for animals.

Another biting sea breeze blew by, and Hull had been sitting quietly in front of the wooden box, his eyes focused on his wrist, as if there should have been something there, but now it was gone.

The author has something to say:

Little Hehe lost a very important thing, to be more specific, little Hehe's very important thing was stolen.

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Thank you little angels for your support, bow