Full-time doctor [future]

"Mandatory order... the deep sea state is lifted."

"...Heart rate 73, high pressure 93, low pressure 65... Signs are safe..."

"...start the wake-up procedure..."

Wu Chenghe was awakened by a weak pulse electric shock, he opened his eyes suddenly, and found himself lying in the warm and viscous liquid, screaming subconsciously, only a dull whining sound from his throat.

what happened?Shouldn't I be blown to death?Wu Chenghe's mind went blank, and his consciousness was still stuck at the moment of the explosion—the Libyan field hospital, the hysterical terrorists, the shock waves that shook the earth...

The entire reception hall was almost razed to the ground, how could he survive?Did the God of Fate finally give him a golden finger?

The liquid soaking him was rapidly evaporating, the liquid level dropped, and soon dried up completely.Wu Chenghe took off the respirator in his mouth, gasped, and found himself wearing a silver-gray one-piece suit, lying in a rectangular box that looked like a coffin. The lid of the box was a layer of translucent membrane through which the Not very bright light.He raised his hand and tried to poke it with his fingertips, the membrane made a slight "pop" sound, burst like soap bubbles, and disappeared.

The noisy siren instantly flooded into the eardrums, Wu Chenghe heard a "buzz" in his head, and it took him a long time to hear the content of the alert. It was a mechanical female voice: "Orange alert, orange alert, D Deng The port has been forcibly landed by an unidentified intruder, all passengers have been released from the deep sea state, please do not leave the dormant cabin, fasten your seat belts, and wait for further instructions from the system."

Wu Chenghe felt a little dizzy, climbed out of the "coffin", and found himself standing in a long and narrow hall, five or six meters wide, very, very long, with hundreds of silver-gray "coffins" neatly placed on both sides , just like the one he just stayed in, like a big warehouse.

where is thiswhy am i hereWu Chenghe was completely confused.The floor was shaking slightly, a bit like being on an airplane. He staggered and walked a few steps, and saw people lying in the adjacent long boxes, and their faces could be seen through the semi-permeable membrane.

The height of the line of sight is a little wrong, it seems to be getting shorter... Wu Chenghe was inexplicably surprised, stretched his hands out in front of his eyes, and was surprised to find that they were a circle smaller, and then looked at his feet, which seemed to be two sizes smaller, he was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly a strange thought It crashed into my mind like a thunderstorm—this didn't seem to be his body!

Brain transplant?Mechanization?time travel?Is this golden finger wide open?Even Wu Chenghe, who had a rich imagination and was good at making up brains, was also stunned. He touched his body with both hands, and became more and more sure that it was not his own body—this body was thin and small, with a height of no more than 1.7 meters and a weight of no more than 55 kg. , doesn't look like an adult at all.But he is obviously 28 years old, and he has served in the UN peacekeeping force for two years!

Wu Chenghe is going crazy!

Not allowing him to calm down, the piercing alarm sounded again, and then, a rough male voice replaced the previous mechanical female voice, "Good evening, dear passengers, the public spaceship 'Mayflower' you are traveling on has been censored by the Freedom Revolution." The military has taken over completely, please don't panic, we will have a pleasant journey in the next time!"

Free Revolutionary Army?As a peacekeeper, Wu Chenghe has never heard of this name, so isn't this the earth?

And what is a "public spaceship"?

"Red alert, red alert." The mechanical female voice reminded again, "Attention all passengers, attention all passengers, the dormancy has been completely lifted, everyone please move in the direction indicated by the orange arrow, and gather in the central lobby within 10 minutes. Repeat, This ship has been completely taken over by the Free Revolutionary Army, please follow all their instructions and refrain from unnecessary resistance to avoid casualties."

"It's the Free Revolutionary Army?!" A fat man crawled out of the dormant cabin next to Wu Chenghe, his eyes showed a look of horror, "Oh my God, we have been hijacked by terrorists, call the police!" Trembling, he stretched out his left hand, Somehow, a light flashed in the palm of his hand, and a light blue fluorescent screen appeared, with a red X displayed on the screen.

"My God! The Internet is blocked!" Fatty screamed, "There is no signal at all!"

Others climbed out of the dormant cabin one after another. They reacted similarly to the fat man. They first screamed in horror, then lit up various light screens in their palms, and then looked at the red cross above them and screamed in despair. .

Wu Chenghe didn't care about despair at all, he was already out of horror - what kind of technique is this?Holographic screen?Isn't that a scene that only appears in science fiction movies?Such a powerful technology is not even used by the military on a large scale, how can it be popularized by the people?

Or... is it not "now" anymore?

Wu Chenghe instantly joined the ranks of despair—hibernation cabin, semi-permeable membrane, self-volatizing mucus, and a holographic screen for everyone. Everything shows that this is an era where technological development far exceeds that of the 21st century!

Mother, have I traveled to the future world?

It's good to not be killed by bombing, but being hijacked as soon as you travel through is a completely cheating rhythm. Do you want to die again?Wu Chenghe was dumbfounded.

However, the brutal "Freedom Revolutionary Army" did not give him time to digest the information. Amidst the noisy voices, the alarm sounded again: "Repeat the alarm, all passengers must arrive at the central hall within 10 minutes. Line up and follow the orange arrows to avoid a stampede. The time has passed 5 minutes, and now the 5-minute countdown begins, four minutes and 59 seconds, four minutes and 58 seconds..."

A line of bright orange holographic arrows floated in mid-air, indicating the direction of the central hall. Everyone looked at each other, showing helpless and terrified expressions, and slowly lined up and walked forward along the arrows.

Wu Chenghe walked out of the cabin where the dormant cabin was located among the crowd, and entered the central hall along a silver-gray aisle. This place is a bit like an opera house, with two floors, densely packed with silver-gray metal seats. On a small platform, several burly men in dark green military uniforms were standing on the platform, looking at the passing passengers like hungry wolves watching fresh meat.

Wu Chenghe was thin and small, with his head down, blending in the crowd, completely inconspicuous, he quickly found a seat near the corner and sat down.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to have caused you a little fright." The leading dark-skinned terrorist raised his voice, "Please don't panic, now that the 'Mayflower' is officially taken over by the Free Revolutionary Army, we will To ensure your personal safety as much as possible.”

The passengers looked at each other in panic and whispered, the fat man next to Wu Chenghe trembled a little: "The Free Revolutionary Army...these murderous lunatics...Oh my God! A poor guy like me is not even worth kidnapping and extorting , They will definitely throw me into space like trash, woohoo..." The more he spoke, the more frightened he became, and he began to sob softly.

Just after being crossed by a human bomb in Libya, Wu Chenghe was in a much worse mood than him at the moment, but out of a doctor's morality, he still comforted him softly: "Relax, take a deep breath, you are going to pass out Don’t worry, with such a large-scale kidnapping, someone will come to rescue us soon, but before that, you have to ensure that you are alive.”

His words seemed to have some kind of calming magic power, the fat man looked into his eyes, adjusted his breathing according to the rhythm he instructed, and miraculously calmed down, his pupils slowly dilated, and his expression had a dreamlike relaxation: " You're right, I have to live first, you're right." While murmuring to himself, he held his hand tightly, with an expression of "Mom, don't leave me behind".

what's the situation?Wu Chenghe felt a little strange, did my hypnosis technique improve again?

At this time, the black kidnapper spoke: "Quiet! We are the Liberal Revolutionary Army, a democratic armed force established to oppose the dictatorship of Yuanhang Army. We come from citizens and will never do anything to harm citizens. Please don't worry, as long as You don't make unnecessary resistance, and we will ensure your safety to the greatest extent."

It turned out to be the space version of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang... Wu Chenghe roughly deduced that this is an autocratic country ruled by the "Yuanhang Army". These guys are making a revolution, but they don't know why they want to hijack the plane and kill the rich and help the poor?Or terror?

As if to answer his question, the black version Chen Sheng OR Wu Guang continued: "The purpose of our operation this time is not targeting you, you will be sent to the nearest space port soon, we are not kidnapping or blackmailing, our There's only one goal—"

Hearing that he was alive, everyone fell silent, looking at him in panic and anticipation, the black man paused, and said: "On this ship, there is a special guest, and his father is the supreme commander of the Long Voyage Army—Han Star Nibal. Now, our request is very simple, as long as this special guest stands up, the others will be freed immediately!"

The whole audience was in an uproar, and a bold middle-aged man tremblingly said: "Brother, brother, as long as you connect to the main control system of this ship, you can check the list of all passengers. I, I think you can find it easily. he."

The black man glanced at the speaker with sullen eyes, and said, "Unfortunately, his name is not on the passenger list."

"Then he shouldn't be on this ship? Could it be that you made a mistake?"

"The information is accurate, he is on this ship among you, but he just used a false identity." The black man scanned the audience, "Then, respectful Mr. Hannibal, for the safety of everyone, please stand up .”

Passengers looked around eagerly, and Wu Chenghe couldn't help but look left and right, but 10 minutes passed, and the noise in the central hall became louder and louder, but no one stood up.

"Very well, it seems that little Mr. Hannibal is not as brave as his great father." The black man grinned and said, "Then let us help him." He strode down the platform and suddenly grabbed He picked up a skinny blond girl on the front seat, pulled her up to the platform by her hair, moved her right hand, and aimed a gleaming silver pistol at her temple, "I'll count to ten, if no one else Stand up and I'll blow her head off!"

The girl screamed in horror, and the black man raised his voice: "There are 420 six passengers here, Mr. Hannibal, if you stand up, they can all live, but if you insist on being a coward, then everyone will give up." You are buried with him, of course, you will not survive!"

Intense noise erupted in the hall, and Wu Chenghe also became anxious. If this legendary official second generation is a coward, then everyone will give him a back. As a freshly baked time traveler, his big explosion in Libya It's not easy to survive in the middle of the war, but I don't want to be shot down by the kidnappers just like that.

By the way, can he wear it back after it collapses?

As for whether he himself will be the second-generation official, Wu Chenghe hasn't thought much about it yet. After all, the one-sixth chance of 420 is still relatively slim.