Grandmaster

There are not many data records dug out from the underground base, as if someone had deliberately cleaned it up, it was too clean.

Yue Junze suddenly specially designated to take out this pair of glasses, and everyone's attention was focused.

Myopia has been far away from human beings for many years. This special item for vision correction of ancient people seems a little strange to everyone.

It's like when people excavated a pillow in the [-]th century AD, they didn't expect that it could be used as a money box. At first, everyone didn't think that the glasses were a portable camera storage device.

The metal wrapping the spectacle frame has some rust stains, which are caused by the drying of decomposed substances from the human body after analysis.

Pupil recognition is required to open the data, but this is not a difficult problem for the current technology, and it took a little time to crack it.

Back then, the memory capacity of the chip was limited, and after removing the irreparable parts, the final result was only four relatively complete short videos, dozens of pictures, and some simple text records.

The dozen or so pictures are all images of smiling young people. The difference is that some people are waving strange plant whips in their hands, and some have sound and light effects as if they can manipulate water and fire.

The written records include some vague receipts of the task of cleaning up zombies in the city, simple diaries, and notes that cannot be judged from the beginning to the end.

The most eye-catching one, written [The fourth lost contact...] in some dazzled red handwriting, the tip of the pen scratched the paper.

Linda pressed the shoulder of Qin Sang who was sitting next to him, "Hey, that one just now, isn't it made by image synthesis technology?"

She is good at dealing with ancient documents, and has her own experience in identifying data. She continued talking to herself without waiting for Qin Sang to reply, "... are all the legends true?"

Qin Sang's reaction was a little slow. In fact, he was a little trembling with excitement. In order to avoid Linda's discovery, he gently brushed her hand away, "What legend are you talking about?"

"You have been following the progress of the experiment, except that the cultivation of internal force and spiritual force are actually just a power system with different names. I, we" Linda bit her tongue excitedly, "we still Found many mythical-like descriptions, such as the ability to manipulate water and fire in this photo."

Qin Sang covered her chest, probably because of the hormone changes in her body during pregnancy, she occasionally gets too excited and palpitated recently, "What do you want to say?"

"If these pictures weren't processed by technology," Linda looked excited and wanted to run around and cheer, "Those legends, those supernatural powers, are all true, do you understand? They are true!!"

The researchers in the group next to Linda were also inexplicably excited. They cheered softly and sat down quietly waiting for the researchers in the other group to restore the videos.

Those four videos, which were no longer than one minute and 20 seconds in length, subverted the worldview of all landing crew members.

Two of them seem to be fragments of daily training. One person holds a seed in his hand. The seed germinates and grows at a speed that can be discerned by the naked eye. In an instant, it becomes a long vine whip. Attack and defend.

In another segment, a person manipulates a water polo less than 20 centimeters in diameter, and the liquid in his hands becomes a tangible or invisible weapon, which looks like a computer special effect.

The third paragraph is only 7 seconds, zombies besiege the city, waving vine whips, protective walls grown from plants, lightning strikes out of thin air, and metal arrows fired continuously without bowstrings.

In the last paragraph, there are only a pair of feet wearing polished leather shoes and straight suit trousers in the image.The picture shakes and shatters, and the owner of the glasses seems to be struggling with his face on the ground. A voice that sounds concerned for the country and the people said deeply: "Don't be resentful. If you exist, what's the point of us being alive?"

The three sentences without beginning and end seem to say nothing, and they seem to explain everything clearly.

The mothership floating in space and the people on the ground fell silent collectively.

Over the past month, on the ship led by Yue Junze and Qin Sang, the two of them have been consciously or unconsciously guiding the thinking of all researchers and even soldiers.

If the legendary ability is true, it is just one of the directions of thinking.

Even more absurd, if the cultivation is true, or the original home planet earth is not only a kind of intelligent creature of human beings, all kinds of monsters and ghosts in Chinese legends, werewolves and vampires in Western legends, up to immortals who pierced the void and ascended, down to The mermaid dragon king of the deep sea.

Because of these few pictures, a few simple sentences, and not-so-clear videos, those joke-like fantasies seem to have become kites pulled by strings, and they are suddenly grounded.

Behind the ecstasy of catching the truth, there is also deep anxiety.

Why are these not documented?

What exactly happened that year?

Are those great leaders who we thought led mankind into space to find the future, are all recorded in history true?

Qin Sang immediately understood the truth of the whole team being chased and killed, and trembled with anger at her fingertips.

Yue Junze quietly dragged him from the hall where everyone gathered to the separate cabin, and when he closed the door, he hugged him tightly and slowly stroked his back, "Relax, relax..."

Qin Sang couldn't relax. For everyone here, no matter how terrifying the truth was, it was just a history of 3000 years ago.

For him, it was a scene that he experienced personally and still dreamed about late at night, but it was only more than two months.

The home planet that is unfamiliar to others is the place where he has lived for more than 20 years. He is so familiar with it that when he stands on the ground with his feet firmly on the ground, he sees those weathered bones, and the tip of his nose seems to be filled with a rancid smell.

The skeleton with broken limbs tied to the experiment table was his former friend.

Qin Sang opened his mouth, as if something was blocked in his throat, he couldn't speak.

He hopes that this is the original world, so that the boss, sister Mo and others in the team have existed before, and traces of them can be found, even if it is 3000 years later, they will not be so lonely after all.

But the skeleton lying on the test bench today made him suddenly afraid, wishing this wasn't the original world, so that everyone might survive after he left.

His whole chest felt like a big stone was blocked, and the things that he had tried so hard to avoid in the new world for so long rushed before his eyes, and his whole body was stunned as if he had been hit with a heavy hammer.

Yue Junze touched his back, felt the body in his arms trembling uncontrollably, and it became more and more serious, unable to stop, he had no choice but to lift his face buried on his shoulders.

Forced to raise her head, Qin Sang desperately closed her eyes, her eyelashes were all wet, tears leaked from her closed eyes, her lips were as pale as snow, she didn't want to be so cowardly.

I have to admit that everyone in the team may have died as tragically as him. These uncontrollable tears are more like a belated memorial service. What's even more sad is that after a thousand years, I can't even avenge you.

Yue Junze softly tilted his head slightly to kiss his lips, stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it, and released the bitten lips, but it didn't penetrate deeply, just sticking them together gently, and repeated in a low voice, " I'm here with you, I'm here, relax..."

Qin Sang was silent for a while, and finally uttered a whimper similar to that of a beast being hurt. He put his arms around Yue Junze's shoulders and muttered indistinctly, "I'm uncomfortable, and my whole body is uncomfortable. Thinking of everyone's suffering, thinking of how they are trying to protect I'm hurt. But I can't do anything, can't do anything..."

Yes, the most uncomfortable thing is not being able to do anything.

If someone hurts you or hurts you, just hate that person and try hard to get revenge. The process is to vent the resentment in your heart. If you succeed, you may let it go. If you fail, you will die and you will not know anything.

Anyway, at least something can be done.

But now he can't do anything.

Those who did harm, no matter how great their crimes were, are written in the history books, because they led mankind into space and opened up new worlds.

How many of these hundreds of billions of people do not have the blood of those executioners on their bodies?

Time flies by 3000 years, all the sinners have passed away, and today's people are ignorant and innocent of the past, and he is the only one who can do nothing with those smiling faces of the past.

Yue Junze was silent, he had never hated anyone, he had no way of understanding Qin Sang's feelings, like watching his ancestors murder hundreds of thousands of captives in a museum, he could only lament the cruelty, but the one opposite him was the one who was buried.

The gap in the middle is so huge that it cannot be filled by human resources.

It seems that there is nothing to do except to be distressed and accompany.

"You can, try to find out the truth, they should be remembered." Yue Junze slowly patted Qin Sang's back, "Find out the truth, find out the shadows behind those greatness, right and wrong, there should be justice, Isn't it? In addition to you, more people will remember them in the future."

"Remember, what's the use?"

"It's useless," Yue Junze said bluntly, turning Qin Sang's head and pressing his forehead against his, "I won't lie to you that I feel the same way as you, but I really feel sorry for you. For someone like me, it doesn’t matter how many people remember me. It’s just that you have lived a wonderful life in such a world, and you have to leave something behind, don’t you?”

I feel sorry for you...

Qin Sang raised his eyes slightly and could see the small self in his pupils, his breath was filled with the warm smell of the other party, and suddenly felt that he was so childish. After so many years in the end of the world, he would have been used to life and death every moment. Traveling through time and space, the feeling may not be so strong. Unwilling, I couldn't help muttering, "It's useless to expose it. They have been dead for thousands of years."

Yue Junze saw that his emotions had relaxed, and continued to work hard, "It's really useless. It's still a reason. I feel sorry for you. No matter how long those people have been dead, there is always justice between right and wrong. If you have something to do, you won't Is it so sad? For me, this is the biggest effect."

"You're really talking to yourself," Qin Sang lowered her eyes, "Hey, I cry so ugly, don't I smell bad, and it's as embarrassing as a woman when I cry and make trouble."

"It's nothing if I don't mind. Anyway, I'm the only one who sees the embarrassment, so I don't dislike you." Yue Junze kissed the tip of his nose, and asked for a soft kiss slightly lower, and touched his protruding abdomen worriedly, " Go and rest for a while, there will always be more emotional fluctuations at this time."

Qin Sang was pushed to the side of the bed to lie down in a daze, blinked her eyes, and thought over his words several times before she realized, "Damn it, it means that because I have a gestational sac, I am as prone to abnormal emotions as a woman." ?"

Hey, I am seriously sad! !