High school science students save the world

He doesn't know!

Didn't he recover the traumatized memory? !he……

Yang Yan was bound too tightly, Qin Zheng's disordered breathing was close to his neck, bringing a slight warmth like a cat's tail stroking.

As soon as the warm breath hit the skin, it became colder, and then immediately became heavier. Yang Yan's eyelids twitched, and he twisted uncomfortably.

Qin Zheng's body froze after he realized it, and then quickly let go of his hands, his hands sticking to the line of his trousers upright, like a rigid robot.

Just after Yang Yan's left eyelid twitched, his right eyelid began to twitch persistently. At that time, he felt a hey in his heart, and a voice came out secretly: he doesn't really like me, does he?

As the world went down, there were more shy and timid boys touching their thighs in the class, which made Yang Yan not very sensitive when being hugged.

But now it's another matter. He has been separated from the unit of "human beings" or "crowds", and Tan Zheng still looks like a shy and timid little daughter-in-law. On the day he came home, there were deep emotions hidden in his eyes.

Not superficial love, hate, like, dislike, anger, sadness, but like the first bud that has been settled for a long time and brewed for the whole winter, with the fragrance of dew and sunshine.

Yang Yan didn't feel well, and his head ached.

He took two steps back unconsciously and said, "Go back to the base now?"

Qin Zheng rolled his eyes, finally nodded, stretched out his right hand, and made a strange gesture. Yang Yan immediately felt dizzy, and his eyes were instantly blank. He opened his eyes, not as dizzy and uncomfortable as the first time, but Slightly dizzy, Tan Zheng stretched out his hand, Yang Yan paused, and finally held his hand.

Arrived at the base in an instant.

The base is different from last time, last time it was a big sunken mouth, painted gray, but this time it is a beige Russian building with large chunks of red bricks on it, and the representative battle helmet dome There are bright butter yellow and jam blue on top.

Yang Yan stared blankly for a while: "The base...is it like this?"

Qin Zheng: "..."

The door opened quickly, and a girl came out, her hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was wearing an unusual sailor suit, leaning against the door and smiling at them.

Yang Yan reflexively looked at the white leg on her sock.

The girl laughed even more happily, her dimples sank deeply, she walked over barefoot softly, raised the corners of her mouth provocatively and gave Yang Yan a big bear hug, although, although she didn't feel the plumpness of her chest, But the red ribbon still wafted to his face with a burst of fragrance.

Tan Zheng didn't say a word, but just looked at him coldly.

The girl hugged her for a while before leaving, covered her face and groaned for a while without any shyness, and then she stretched out her hand seriously and introduced herself: "I am Song Ci—not Tang poetry and Song Ci, but Tang poetry and Song Ci. Porcelain of ceramics - of course, maybe not, it doesn't matter."

Yang Yan reached out and held her soft hand, opened his mouth, the words rolled in his mouth a few times, and finally he couldn't help shaking his head.

Song Ci turned sideways to let him in.

Qin Zheng followed behind him.

The dimpled girl closed the door, with her hands behind her back, Tan Zheng happened to turn her head at this moment, their eyes collided, the corners of her mouth mechanically lifted up, her white teeth shone like pearls under the light, but Tan Zheng I think it is the cold light reflected on the blade.

She slowly opened her lips.

He didn't make a sound, just mouth movements, making naked/naked/naked ridicule at Tan Zheng's clumsy concealment tricks.

Tan Zheng glanced at her, turned his head away without saying a word, took a few steps forward and continued to hold Yang Yan's hand.

Yang Yan knew what they had to say, so he blinked his eyes stupidly in this fashion: "Why?"

Tan Zheng glanced at him, but still didn't speak.

Yang Yan couldn't stand Qin Zheng's eyes, big eyes, long eyelashes, whoever saw him felt guilty, he couldn't help but raised his hands: "I was wrong, I was wrong, where are we going next?" ?”

Song Ci took a few steps quickly to answer: "Dr. Huang's place."

The third basement floor is still as unaesthetic as ever, with white and desolate walls, it seems that there is also a kind of dusty powder in the air.

The door of Dr. Huang's place was wide open long ago. When Yang Yan walked in, he immediately smelled a very strong smell of cigarettes. There was an ashtray full of cigarette butts on a messy table.

Dr. Huang's half-closed eyes were bloodshot and red. He glanced at Yang Yan and the others, and said concisely, "Sit."

But the only thing in the room was a cheap faux leather chair under his hip.

Yang Yan looked at him inexplicably.

He stood up, walked back and forth a few steps, sat back in agitation, and waved his hands and said, "Okay, okay, don't worry about it, just stand and listen." He turned around and tapped the keyboard a few times quickly. A huge projection screen emerges, divided into four pieces, the first piece is Yang Yan’s school, the second piece is the pictures of those monsters, the third piece is a peak line map, and the fourth piece is——Yang Yan’s photo .

The old man Huang clasped his two fingers straight, and the school on the first block was magnified, and the blood stains on the ground turned black under the moonlight.

Seeing this scene, the anxious old man suddenly calmed down. He squinted his eyes and took a deep look at Yang Yan, before sighing suddenly.

"I'm sorry to let you know the fact," he said, "you're not human."

Yang Yan just listened quietly.

The old man Huang turned his face away: "At that time, all the undercover agents we sent out were wiped out by the Gardeners. The speed at which humans developed αυX particles is really amazing. We can only give you the most basic mechanical orders-surveillance, storage, and no Let you have a complete set of knowledge - of course, you are also the best one we do, and become the core figure of Gardeners, the 'scavenger'."

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing, the loose old skin hung on his cheeks, and he looked like he was smiling.

"The time is urgent now, but I still want you to understand this, not through forced indoctrination by machines, but—" He waved his hand again, and the scene immediately changed to London at the end of the eighteenth century, with high clouds of smoke People's eyes, "Give a general introduction through dictation, this is dignity, the dignity we should have."

"In 1764, the spinning jenny was invented. Since then, the earth has entered the industrial revolution, which has continued until today. The sequence that people have experienced is the age of steam, the age of electricity, and the age of information. And we, the planet α-Insterland The order of development is - Black Gate Age, Electric Age, Information Age and Black Gate Age.

Also in 1764, in a remote town, a huge meteorite suddenly fell, and people living beside the crater found that the time went back an hour.Ordinary people don't pay much attention to this phenomenon, not even government agencies.Then, however, a mother discovered that the fried eggs in the pan had turned into a transparent gooey substance, while her son's toy was floating in the air, and her underage child was very happy to manipulate the toy.

Do you know what that is? "

Qin Zheng lowered his eyes and replied: "The electromagnetic radiation caused by the αυX particle and the black gate leads to genetic mutations, stimulating the potential of the human brain centered on the deep limbic system and materializing it."

The old man Huang seemed dissatisfied with the stiff answer, and shook his head: "It's emotion, the materialization of emotion."

"Until now, we still can't define exactly what the Black Gate is, but the effect it brings is enormous. Afterwards, some people there can manipulate fire, some can manipulate water, air, etc., but their The manipulations are all very faint and fade away quickly.

But the government immediately sent people to start research.

Our predecessors, using very simple laws, developed the potential of human beings.This is a very weak ability that some people cannot show in their entire lives.But when they collect and refine those abilities, they can be directly used in production without any side effects. "

He bit down on the two sounds of "any": "This allows us to enter advanced civilization faster than the earth."

Yang Yan yawned lazily when he heard this, and imitated his political teacher's spittle and said word by word: "This is idealism."

It is simply a fantasy to explain idealism with materialistic everything.

But this is indeed true.

Those unreasonable monsters, as absurd as nightmares, all exist in reality, and the ring on his finger is cold against the skin, reminding him:

it is true.

You are not human.

Everything in the past 16 years, flowers and rotten mud, laughter and tears, the mud splashed by Nuwa thousands of years ago, the ancestors who sang and sang in the long river of history, the fat cat basking in the sun at the foot of the wall or the mother tremblingly brought it That bowl of hot chicken soup... none of them belong to you.

Yang Yan couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover his eyes.

The strength of the strike was very heavy, the squeezed eyeballs were very uncomfortable, I could feel the blood vessels beating stubbornly, and even the temples couldn't help moving.

Yang Yan's vision suddenly appeared orange.

Qin Zheng opened his hand, and his slender fingers squeezed between his fingers. Yang Yan opened his eyes and saw that he lowered his head and looked away slightly. Pale shade.

The old man Huang was still talking, his voice full of sighs: "In 2004, by chance and coincidence, people on earth entered our planet α-Instrand through the black gate. Unfortunately, they are different from us. They couldn't control the huge power, and the emotions in people's hearts were infinitely inflated-they were indeed very talented, but because they were so talented, they went berserk.

In the final analysis, αυX particles are the particles that make up matter.Those particles gather together, with infinite possibilities, to form the unreasonable monster - Chisheng.

It usually begins as parasitism in the brains of animals (especially humans, but it is not considered parasitic at this time), and then the emotions of sucking animals can gradually control the animals, and finally become parasitic.

Low-level students have no consciousness, while high-level students have conscious intelligence and memory, which are controlled by Gardeners.

When we wiped them out, Heimen—” His drowsy eyes blinked, and he paused before continuing, “Heimen seemed to be protecting them, and the space-time line was beating violently. They were sent back to Earth.

We followed into the black gate, but what greeted us?

——The instant killing of [-] lives.

The remaining ones are us, but for the earth, we belong to the advanced civilization, and because of our exclusion, we are in an intermediary space and are greatly restricted.For example, Qin Zheng and the others fell into the space-time Mobius strip.Fortunately, those returned earth people are also much higher than the earth, so they cannot be directly materialized, and they can only absorb their emotions when human beings sleep.

But if things go on like this, this layer of 'rules' will become weaker and weaker, and the earth will face a catastrophe of extinction.We worked hard and finally got in touch with the Earth government. After negotiation, they agreed to assist us in hunting down the Gardeners.

But unexpectedly, the 'rules' were broken ahead of time. "

"Because of Lin Hai's death?"

Tan Zheng looked up at Dr. Huang.

The old man Huang glanced at him noncommittally:

"If you are not bound by rules, you will certainly not be protected by rules."

The author has something to say: