Therapy Planet No. 13

In front of Almi is a huge human-height display.

The clarity of the content inside is like the picture displayed on a TV set pieced together from garbage dumps in underdeveloped areas in the old earth era.

Fuzzy, stuttering, and occasionally a black screen.

It's been a long time since the big star era has seen anything like this.

Even in the Earth Museum, electronic devices with such antique-level pictures are cosmic-level antiques.

Not to mention that it is a new generation of projection products standing in front of Almi, and such an oolong will never happen anyway.

But such a situation did happen in reality.

Still in front of the military leader with the highest military rank in the universe.

There is no sound coming from the display.

Sound cannot travel faster than the speed of light.

It was swallowed by a black hole.

In the blurry darkness, there was a trembling.

It's like the stones on the side of the road when a big truck is speeding past, shaking at a high speed, no sound is needed, just seeing the frequency of its vibration can drive the bones to be crushed and forced.

It was the first time in Almi's life that he had seen such a small puzzle.

No, it is not so much a jigsaw puzzle as it is that the gravel is built up by unknown forces, forming sculptures with weird shapes and different postures.

The "puzzle" - or rather - "grit" is made of human beings swallowed by black holes.

Neither those who actively jumped down nor those who were passively involved were spared.

These human bodies were decomposed into theoretical particles by the black hole, and then rearranged and combined in the distorted time and space, becoming finer than minced meat. The few that can be captured on the screen are only piled up " sand pile".

However, the most specific shapes among them cannot be recondensed into a fresh life with human form.

Almi looked at some scattered parts in front of him, and shook his head self-consciously.

He connected to the communication with Rhodes: "You are too impatient."

His voice is full of regret and regret, but it is not for the lives that have been put into the experiment.

"Although the distance to be swept into, physical fitness and other issues are considered, and the number of samples is sufficient, your black hole still cannot reproduce and reorganize according to your wish."

"All I saw was chaos and debris," he said.

Rhodes was seeing the same picture as Almi in the study at this time.

He held the fat orange in his arms, his bony fingers were deeply recessed in the fluffy orange hair.

"No, it's not that I'm in a hurry."

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the surveillance camera connected to Sanxingdui, where countless cameras automatically connected to form a first-person virtual path for him.

Louis was avoiding the indiscriminate attacks of Divanketi.

"You should understand that Boyd's accidental death will only make the group led by Joe noisy."

Rhodes pressed the last key.

The gate of the cage that held the last group of Divankoti was slowly opened.

"And Riley's research and development has reached this point. Only war is the fastest and most efficient way to capture data."

Rhodes is firm.

"I didn't hope for a success, but this step is necessary for the experiment."

"I see."

Rhodes sighed: "Is it still not working? Riley told me that she expanded the formation range of black holes, and I thought it would be successful."

"There are too many variables." Almi stared at the screen disapprovingly, "and now I don't know how to control its operation."

Rhodes asked: "Which link do you think is wrong? The scale? Personal physique? Trace control? Or something else?"

Almi replied, "All."

Rhodes was silent.

After a pause, he suddenly mentioned: "The good soldiers you have trained have messed up my Sanxingdui."

He meant Louie.

"I personally think that soldier E49... No, the changes in Lui have exceeded my personal expectations. That kind of contingency selection is not something I can cultivate."

Almi denied it flatly: "That is obviously the influence of Sirois."

"Oh? It's just Sirois?"

"Just Sirois."

Almi's soldiers don't change.

forever.

Rhodes was noncommittal about such an evaluation.

He yawned—the day had long since ended in Capital Star's mansion area.

Outside the window is the peak of the dead of night, and most of the lights in Wanjia have been extinguished.

"She stole the remaining controller."

Rhode's tone finally fluctuated a little, as if feeling the anger conveyed by the master's voice, Orange Cat Sidao opened his eyes.

"Sanxingdui's defense is not leaking."

"But she was one of the best people you had."

"Even if all the guards are killed, she can't find the starship to escape the dense defense net."

"You're really confident in your layout."

"We never lose in this kind of thing. After all, after the escape of Experimental No. 13 last time, we just strengthened the defense system against the interior of the galaxy."

Almi commented pertinently: "Although the cubs are fierce, they are still a bit short of tempering."

After thinking about it, he continued to add: "What's more, there are gadgets you developed."

"It's just a trapped beast, don't worry too much."

Rhodes finally laughed: "You're right, I'm not worried."

Sidao narrowed his eyes again.

"It's just that rebuilding Sanxingdui will take a while."

"I can't help."

"Okay, you can deal with the next situation casually."

Rhodes combed his four-knife fur: "It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, anyway, no matter where it is, it is a testing ground for expansion."

Almi disagreed: "I hope you have higher expectations of us."

Rhodes shrugged: "It doesn't matter, anyway, in theory, the military is completely independent."

"Almi never loses a battle."

"Yes." Rhodes was persuaded by the military's persistence, and he coaxed amusedly and indulgently, "In this case, I wish our commander-in-chief good luck in martial arts."

beep --

Communication terminated.

At the moment of hanging up, there was still a hint of a smile on the corner of Rhodes' mouth.

He gently coaxed Sidao who was awakened in his arms, and his voice was extremely soft:

"Good night, my kitten."

Drop drop drop.

Almost at the same time, the red alert began to vibrate crazily.

Rhode raised his eyebrows in surprise, and looked at the electronic screen monitoring Sanxingdui.

Louie had the last bullet left.

But what is desperate is that bullets can't solve the lives of Divanketi.

Unless their heads and limbs are completely separated and smashed to pieces, this group of painless monsters can't stop at all.

The biggest effect of the firearm was only to break the legs, and it didn't delay the opponent's ability to move.

Louie leaned against a wall, his hands were sticky with a mixture of blood and sweat.

She had been forcibly awakened from the repair fluid, and her body could only be said to have recovered to the point where she could barely move.

She has persisted for longer than Angel's estimate.

An hour—or was it longer?

Louis could no longer count the time accurately.

She was gasping for breath, and could even feel the vibrations from the Divanketi who were chasing after them running on the ground.

Taking a deep breath, the mental net once again opened in all directions.

No way out.

Except for the direction pointed by the wall behind her, the other roads have been shrunk to a dead end by the living dead.

But even this wall pointed to a closed gate for cleaning the passage.

Under the technology of system lock, manpower can't break through such a thick thing violently anyway.

Louie is cold.

It was so cold that she couldn't help closing her eyes to imagine the temperature of the flames at this time.

But the first thing that jumped into her mind was Angel's fiery gaze.

Hot, scalding, even death can burn.

If only I could die in the arms of this fire.

Louis thought regretfully.

Then he felt that even if he died, this vibrant flame could still continue to dance, and it didn't feel too bad.

Anyway, it's still burning.

She couldn't help shivering from the cold, but felt that her breath carried the heat of burning her internal organs.

Taking a deep breath, Louie took the controller of the black hole out of his pocket and threw it to the ground.

She pointed the gun at the controller.

destroy it.

Although I don't know how difficult it is for Sanxingdui to make this thing, but I believe that this thing is complicated, which is the only hope that Lui can put on at this time.

Only then does her suicidal behavior make sense.

When did she start doing things based on meaning?

Realizing this, Louis couldn't help laughing.

Very shallow, muffled, emanating from the chest cavity, the broken ribs made a carnival sound in the bumps.

Bolt, aim, snipe—

"Lui!!!"

call out.

The bullet missed.

This is one of the few misses in Louie's shooting career.

But it was also the first time that she expressed her heartfelt gratitude to She Bi.

"look up."

That was Angel's voice.

Lui raised his head, and he could see from a distance that the gate that had been in the passage had been slowly raised.

"Go straight, take the third intersection, turn left, the tenth floor, behind you, the flower pot, broken, it's a mechanism, there will be a downward passage at the bottom of your feet, go down."

Her instructions were eerily clear.

"Don't worry about any obstacles on the road. I have accepted Sanxingdui's management system. Time is limited, hurry up."

Louis immediately grabbed the controller in his hand, leaned on the wall and started running in small steps.

The blood was dripping, dripping and congealing, leaving a few red and black marks on the white walls and floor.

"install--"

"Shh, don't talk."

"Angel."

"Keep your strength, concentrate, and we'll talk if you have anything to say. I'm going to pick you up."

"Angel, listen to me."

Just crazy.

She is crazy to do such an irrational behavior.

"I'm glad I can hear your voice."

Angel was taken aback.

Then she smiled sweetly, as if even ice cream could be melted by this smile.

"I'm glad to hear you say that, too."

"I really hope that after we meet, you can say such sweet words again."

"on the bed."

Louis found that the corners of his mouth were rising uncontrollably.

The breath is hot.

"Ah..." She responded hoarsely, "As you wish."

Angel felt that he was going to drown in this doting voice.

The author has something to say: Thank you for escaping the mine x1