doomsday beta

During those years of hard labor, Fang Zhou was assigned a very special job: librarian.

Every time he left the hard-working labor force and went to work alone, the scenery of the upper world made Ark feel like he had stepped into a cyberpunk movie set.

Aircraft shuttle among row upon row of high-rise buildings, lights of various colors flicker in mid-air, technology is highly developed, but citizens follow a certain kind of retro life, this feeling penetrates into all aspects, and the library is a good embodiment.

In this era, e-books are popular, and paper books have become an artifact to improve B status.Just like petty bourgeoisie's love for cafes, libraries are also very popular during off-duty and holiday time.

Even every book in the library can be searched on the star network in a portable way.

There are many administrators in the library, and every citizen who serves is proud of it.But this honor fell to Fang Zhou, who was not even a lowly citizen, so his colleagues had to wonder: Did he go through some back door?

that's the truth.

At that time, when the work was assigned, the Ark, which was picked up alone, received a lot of attention, and the eyes were full of understanding and habit.

But on the day he joined the company, his colleagues looked at him critically and critically.

They whispered to each other in front of him, muttering about the specialness of the ruler to the Ark on the live broadcast.Since that day, discussion posts related to this have exploded on Xingwang!Up to now, there have been skin-picking stickers of Ark, but I just scraped and scraped, and I couldn’t get any effective information.

Little Noah's overprotection of the Ark, even if the citizens checked out the 1005 game that the winner of that season belonged to, it was accidentally born a year earlier. The whole victory process was full of doubts, but even if it was analyzed frame by frame There is no inevitable connection between the appearance and the sudden appearance of the Ark.

They frowned and pointed in disgust.

"This kind of unrecognizable facial features, if it weren't for the crown, would not have remained in my memory for more than seven seconds."

"I heard that many guys were locked up in a small black room by the administrator because of him."

"What's so special about him? Not only did he win the attention of His Majesty, but he also let the administrator do the work for him."

"This job is probably arranged by the administrator."

"Maybe His Majesty wants to keep him by his side for surveillance because he has hooked up with the administrator."

They didn't talk about the ruler's wishful favor that day, but their envious tone still revealed duplicity.

Citizens of the upper world submit to their rulers, but implicitly disdain the administrators.Ark also connected to the star network later, only to know:

It turns out that citizens are not only confused about the relationship between rulers and administrators, but even their understanding of rulers is superficial:

Fairness and justice, ruling by adjudication.

The ability of the highly respected four generations of gods to spy on everything in the world is unknown.

On the contrary, the administrator who appeared out of nowhere for thousands of years became an intentional usurper who obtained the highest authorization from the central government by some means. Since he won the judicial authority, he has been criticized for excessively infringing on the privacy of citizens.

Whether it was because of being arranged by the administrator or because of the attention of the ruler, Ark was naturally excluded by his colleagues.

Although Ark does not intend to establish any harmonious and friendly colleague relationship with you.

He was sent to the edge of the workplace, and he stayed alone in the staff lounge every day during business hours to read books. After the library was closed, he returned to the library to put the scattered books on the bookshelves.

[Do you know why the administrative center of each level map of "Noah's Ark" is set up in the library? 】

Little Noah has never given up lobbying Ark, but Ark has been turning a deaf ear to it. He insisted on this for a week. After finding that the road was blocked, little Noah finally changed his strategy.

Seeing that Fang Zhou put down the book, he stopped.

[In a society dominated by human beings, customs and culture, institutional laws, scientific creation, belief inheritance... thousands of things in the world make up every aspect of 'civilization'. 】

[However, human beings have rise and fall, times will change, and only words can obtain eternity.Even if one day human beings perish, civilization will be passed down...]

[Books are the carrier of civilization. 】

[It is a confidential place. 】

Fang Zhou lowered his head, thoughtful.

【What are you thinking? 】

"It's nothing."

He put the book away, and said, "I'm just glad that your voice is not that of Wei Daofu's human voice, there are no ups and downs, cadences, otherwise it would be artificial to speak suddenly and politely like just now."

[Zi——]

A long, piercing noise like scratching glass passed by, and little Noah was annoyed away.

Fang Zhou continued to pack the books, then cleaned up, and finally locked the door and left.

The road back to the rest area is very remote, away from the neon-flashing commercial district, surrounded by abandoned buildings, abandoned factories, or slums where low-class people are housed.

There are many races in the interstellar planet, and many people from the colonial planet have smuggled in here, and they are mixed here.

Even in the upper world, where the management is extremely strict, accidents occur frequently here, and there are always a few extremists who want to challenge the authority of the upper world.

After the rush hour, only the street lights on both sides of the dark road are always on.

The only thing left was the whistling of the wind, rustling sounds in the grass, and a few odd-shaped stowaways staring at the passing ark, rustling, and gradually approaching.

Fang Zhou's footsteps did not change, nor did he stop, walking from one circle of street light to another circle, as if he hadn't noticed anything unusual.

Several figures surrounded him, and the sound of the whistling wind roar was getting closer and closer, so Fang Zhou stopped and looked towards the source of the sound.

Before the guys with green eyes approached, they set foot on the side of the road with menacing steps, and they collapsed one by one like an electric shock.

Fang Zhou looked down slowly.

The few guys who fell on the ground were dying. I don't know if they are dead or alive?

The halo that had been stepping on the soles of their feet was pulled away from under them.

The street lamp is still standing still, shining brightly, but the aperture seems to have its own thoughts, climbs off the ground, gradually rises and elongates, and finally clings to the lampposts that are neither thick nor thin, converging into a tall adult silhouette, standing in the In the dark, quietly "watching" him.

There was no surprise on Fang Zhou's face.

This isn't the first time he's seen it.

Sometimes it is his reflection behind him, sometimes it is the shadow of the window, sometimes it is the shadow of the building... This week, he has no apparent contact with the ruler at all, but in a certain In a moment of inadvertence, Ark's peripheral vision can always find that the falling shadow will occasionally break away from the shape of the object itself, and become a silent standing figure.

Just like the Nian Beast who used to accompany him day and night, guarding him invisible.

Fang Zhou didn't care about Jiang Xun, nor did he like the ruler.

But Nian Beast is still a bit special to him.

In particular, whenever he saw the side of the Nian Beast in this ruler, he became a little "willful" because of his favor and pride.

This tacit understanding lasted for a long time.

For a long time, Ark has grown from a prosperous twenties to an adult in his thirties, with fine lines around his eyes and weathered face; Xingwang is almost forgetting the unusual demands of the ruler, and the related discussions on Ark gradually fell silent , disappearing; little Noah was looking for topics to get closer to each other day after day, but under Fang Zhou's constant indifference, he was somewhat disheartened, and gradually lost his voice.

The turning point of the situation happened one day after get off work.

It was a rainy day, at night.

The light and shadow of the wet street lamps falling on the ground seemed to be broken by rain, sparkling.

There is something unusual in the shadows in the corner.

Fang Zhou thought that the ruler was hiding inside and peeping again, so he turned around and locked the door, and was about to cover his head with an outdated newspaper and leave.

From the shadows came a clear sound of squatting, which gradually became louder and stopped behind the ark.

Fang Zhou looked back, the black umbrella covered his head, and looked along the ribs, the tall and handsome young man holding the umbrella was facing Jiang Xun's face.

For a moment, Fang Zhou was still very surprised: the ruler who refused to hang his noble head and take a step and always hid in the shadows, unexpectedly—willing to sacrifice himself?

Until the black umbrella above the head seemed to be hit by something?

Breaking out of the young man's hand, it landed on the ground and spun around. The umbrella shadow was soaked in the rain, elongated into a slender figure, and the figure was swayed by the bean-sized raindrops splashed down, with a sense of distortion.

Fang Zhou's mind turned, and he guessed for a moment that the young man was Jiang Xun who disappeared from the live broadcast that day, but when he turned around, he saw the young man with Jiang Xun's face on his face, and blinked at him, as if to say: I knew it.

— neither like Johnson, nor like David.

Instead it's like, "Administrator?"

【Ah. 】Little Noah did not deny it, 【Look!Just like Jiang Xun, an idiot who can even eat his own vinegar - even I, who lived with Wei Daofu, will be affected by Jiang Xun's inner emotions and reject people close to you, let alone someone who once shared memories with Jiang Xun. The guard of the body? 】

Fang Zhou instantly understood Little Noah's intentions:

Unable to persuade him to approach Wei Daofu, he turned to force Wei Daofu to show up and approach him actively.

The goal of angering Wei Daofu was achieved, and little Noah retired.

The swaying figure under the umbrella seemed to be chasing after him, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Fang Zhou picked up the black umbrella on the ground and walked back in the rain.

That night, Fang Zhou slept in a slumber, as if he was in a sea of ​​fire.

It was only when the alarms with red lights flashing around attracted the guards that Fang Zhou knew that he had a high fever.

In a daze, Fang Zhou heard little Noah's voice, measuring the temperature for a while and cooling down for a while, directing Haoshengsheng's security machine to turn around.

In the middle of the night, a series of authority verifications suddenly started to wake up the patrol team on duty. When it was found that the verification record came from the initial number zero, even the district chief was alarmed.

The exile-like rest area welcomed the ruler in person for the first time in so many years, and it was still in the middle of the night—the four generations hurried all the way to the room of the ark. Sitting on the narrow single bed, half hugging the red-faced human youth, he meticulously served water and medicine.