Dust of Rebirth

Tan Fan sprinkled candy all over the bed, and Fan Chen wanted to clean it up, but if he moved it, the wound would be involved, and his whole body hurt, so he just let it go.

Fan Chen paused for a moment, with a serious expression on his face, "It's impossible for us to pay attention in real time. This feeling of being spied on is very uncomfortable, and we don't know the other party's purpose yet."

"I'll take care of it." Tan Fan helped his lover pull the quilt, and continued, "You can just recover from your injuries."

Fan Chen suddenly remembered the reason why he got up: "Just now I heard some movement downstairs, what happened?"

"Nothing." Tan Fan fell silent after finishing speaking.

Fan Chen saw that Tan Fan didn't intend to say anything, and he didn't want to continue to ask. If it was an important matter, Tan Fan would definitely tell him: "Don't talk about this, did anything good happen while I was sleeping?" Fan Chen I feel that they seem to have entered a big pit, and they have plunged in with their own heads covered. After these few days, they have not achieved their goals, but they can't escape.

Tan Fan seemed to think about it seriously, and said, "I've advanced."

"So fast?" Fan Chen was stunned. It's not a time when crystal nuclei are everywhere, but Tan Fan can actually advance. Either he was lucky or his potential is too strong.

"The zombies encountered in the hospital are very strong." Tan Fan paused, then added, "It's also a spiritual department."

Fan Chen doesn't remember what happened in the hospital. Although he woke up and said that sentence in the middle, his consciousness is only blurred. When he is not awake, he can't tell whether it is a dream or reality. , Those sporadic memory fragments were directly forgotten as dreams.

Tan Fan didn't say much about what happened in the hospital, but instead said: "In a few days, the temperature and snow will start to drop, we have to leave here before then."

It was only then that Fan Chen recalled the situation after the snow covered the mountains in his memory, and his expression suddenly became serious: "How are Xiao Luo and the others using their abilities?"

Tan Fan doesn't talk much, but when it comes to Fan Chen, he usually answers all questions: "It's okay."

In the beginning, they came here just to find the murderer who killed Li Yuan's family, but they didn't expect the water to be so deep here, and if they didn't leave as soon as possible, they might have more troubles coming to them.

It was also for this reason that Tan Fan began to worry about the safety of Fan Chen staying here.

Although Tan Fan didn't say anything, Fan Chen could understand what he meant. He stuck his fingers into the other's and smiled slightly: "I'm fine."

Tan Fan hugged him back, and told about Zhao Zhiwen's joining the team. Fan Chen didn't object, but said jokingly that he was more worried about the pain of removing the stitches.

After Tan Fan woke up from Fan Chen, his behavior was indifferent, and he didn't dare to be too intimate, because he was afraid of involving Fan Chen's injuries.

"After awakening, the resilience will be much better than ordinary people." Fan Chen held Tan Fan's hand and moved, "Leave when I feel better. If I am completely better, I am afraid the road will be frozen."

"Ah."

……

Before dawn the next day, Tan Fan suddenly opened his eyes, not as if he had just woken up.

He was leaning on the bed with his arms propped up, close to Fan Chen but not touching him, at this moment he could see Fan Chen's face just by looking down.

He lightly put his hand on Fanchen's forehead and tried it. He didn't have a fever, but he didn't sleep very well, and his brows kept frowning. It should be that the wound was not very comfortable.

The alarm clock on the bedside table showed that it was only five o'clock, and it was still gray outside. In order not to wake up the people around him, he had to get up from the bed lightly. He didn't cover the quilt, so he didn't take off his coat, put on his shoes and walked to the window , looked up, and looked at Fan again to make sure that Chen was not awake, then climbed up the window, and a few used their strength to climb onto the roof.

The third floor where Tan Fan is located has no further stairs, so the only way to get to the roof is to climb. He closed the window with mental strength, and the air in the morning is a bit colder than the night.

The roof of the building is cold and windy, and the place is relatively flat. If it is the triangular roof shown in Xiaoyanglou, he may not be so easy to settle down.

A figure stood with his back to him, wearing thin clothes in the cold wind, white clothes, white trousers and white shoes were spotless, if Xiao Luo was there, he would probably complain about the gray-blue hair of the other party, this kind of opening method of Korean little brothers appeared in the end of the world It looks out of place, but at first glance it is unexpectedly beautiful and becomes a painting.

Tan Fan has been waiting for Xing Qian's reply to contact him, and the questions circling in his heart have been consuming his patience. When that person really came to the door, he immediately went to find him.

But seeing this back view, Tan Fan was stunned for a moment, thinking for a moment that he had fallen into someone else's trap, and he had already figured out how to take Fan Chen away in case of danger, but the man turned his head, with a temperamental face, it was Xing Qian That's right.

"You disconnected." Tan Fan's words were endless, like a question, but also like a statement.

Xing Qian sneered: "So what? No matter how much I tell you, you won't fully believe me."

Tan Fan's forehead hair was blown up by the wind, and his angular features were completely exposed. He was more handsome than usual, but his face still lacked much expression, and his dark eyes were deep: "You can't convince me completely."

The other party seemed to have guessed Tan Fan's answer, closed the book in his hand, and said with a smile: "Then the question is, how long can this relationship of mutual distrust last?"

Tan Fan didn't answer right away, but waved his hand and threw the glass jar containing the silver worms to Xing Qian.

Xing Qian had to catch it instinctively, his face changed instantly when he saw it, a white light flashed, and the glass jar disappeared in his hand.

Xing Qian pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression was gloomy.

"Give me a reason why you helped us." Tan Fan looked directly at the person in front of him, not knowing the details and unable to verify his identity. He didn't like this kind of thing that could only be judged by intuition.

"In a while, your world will be full of gold. I support you and give you help in order to need you to establish an organization and collect crystal nuclei after you reach the safe area." Xing Qian's expression changed back to normal, and his tone was listening It seems very easy.

"It's impossible to help you collect for nothing." Although Tan Fan was a student before, he has been a qualified businessman since he entered university. It doesn't mean that in charge of a large company, he doesn't know how difficult it is to do small business.

Xing Qian stretched out his slender and beautiful fingers, and counted them one by one: "Food, materials, technology, wealth, as long as you need anything, as long as I can provide it, I will give you a price, and then you will exchange it with crystal cores."

Tan Fan didn't speak, but Xing Qian's expression was determined to win, as if he had predicted that Tan Fan would agree.

After a long time, Tan Fan said, "Why help Fan Chen?"

Xing Qian's answer was very straightforward: "A small number of people want to help out of selfishness, and most of them want to reap benefits like you. If you can use one person in exchange for more benefits in the future, you can make a steady profit without losing money. Why not?" Not for."

Tan Fan pursed his lips, but he couldn't see if he really believed it: "What's going on this time."

"According to the information in my hand, the result of the investigation can only know that there is a team of people hidden in the survivor base. They have good abilities and usually hide them. The employer is an upper-middle power in our world. It’s just that the zombies haven’t been around for long enough now, and there’s no way to make every one of them produce crystal nuclei. The temptation and difficulty for you should be because you suspect that you, like them, have a great employer.”

Although this is what Tan Fan wanted to know, but the question he just asked was actually about Fan Chen's injury.

Seeing that Tan Fan didn't speak, Xing Qian suddenly realized something, and continued: "This time, Fan Chen's injury has nothing to do with me, it is likely to be done by someone else, but the reaction is not the group of people in the base, the most likely one is Moye. The man moved his hand."

"..." Tan Fan vaguely remembered who the man Xing Qian was talking about was Fan Chen's father, and Fang Sheng was helping him.

"There are many forces competing for resources. The little bug you caught used to have one in Fanchen's body, but it is gone now. Its basic functions are tracking, positioning, and recording. If it drills into the nerve center area, it can do even more things. Too much, short-term control, or even heavy hand damage, leading to paralysis or death."

Xing Qian said it lightly, but Tan Fan broke out in a rare cold sweat. The wind directly chilled his heart, and even his tone was unexpectedly suspicious: "Is this why Fan Chen fainted suddenly before?"

Xing Qian nodded: "Well, I didn't tell you right away at the beginning because I didn't want to scare the snake. Usually, if I contact you, I will just contact you, and I won't take the initiative to appear in front of Fan Chen. It's because of this. Now that thing has been taken out too early, it's already gone. The owner of the bug was alarmed, the one you caught later should have come to check on the situation."

Tan Fan asked the question he wanted to know the answer more than at the moment: "Is rebirth real?"

"It's true, and it's not true. I'm not a god. I can't bring people back from the dead and start over again." Xing Qian seemed to be tired of talking while standing, and took out two white wooden chairs and a small round table out of thin air. He took out many pastries and teapots one after another, and poured a cup of tea for himself and Tan Fan before continuing, "It's just that I took a little effort to activate the necklace on Fan Chen, so that time can go backwards, and the dead can start over again. But that can only be used once, his earring is the remaining function of the necklace, condensed into such a small one, the reason why your space is connected is because of this space earring."

Tan Fan opened the chair and sat down. The tea on the table was rich in aroma, but he didn't like black tea, so he didn't drink it: "What's the memory?"

If time goes back, why is it that only Fan Chen remembers everything?Where did Xing Qian's memory about himself come from?

Xing Qian chuckled slightly: "I copied your memory before you died, didn't you find that the last piece of your memory is missing?"

"..."

"That necklace is bound to the mortal world. Even if I go back in time, his memory will still be preserved. He was surrounded by mutant animals and zombies. I won't ask for trouble to give a messy man People copy memory, not to mention his memory is not good."

Tan Fan took out the black coffee that was put in before the end of the world from the space, and it was still hot when he took it out: "Why do you want to copy my memory."