mayfly era

"There are files." Song Guang glanced at the channel, cy is transferring files, and the data is not small.

Fan Ge just lowered the back of the seat in the car to take a rest, when he heard Song Guang's words, he slightly raised his eyebrows, "Who is it for?"

"For you."

Fan Ge became irritable visibly, "You can help me see first."

"There are not many formulas... more than 200."

"Are you asking me to correct my homework?"

"It's for you to do the math."

"Why are our children so biased?" Fan Ge looked worried.

"For typhoid?"

"Let me take a look." Fange took a puff of the e-cigarette to wake himself up, took an electronic pen from the trunk of the car with his left hand, and quickly wrote on the screen.

"Recently, it seems to have entered a strange circle again." Fan Ge said while writing.

"Have you figured out the hexagram yet?"

"I can't figure it out for the time being, and I feel very wrong recently. One after another, I have encountered a lot of things that make me vacillate." Counter-reform shook his head, "I think I have entered a strange circle."

Song Guang's tone was still very flat, "Don't always feel this way."

"Have you seen Chen Yue in the past two days?" Fan Ge looked at the calculation formula, while smoking a cigarette and talking to Song Guang, "He seems to have a bit of mood swings recently, and he has rarely made mistakes."

"Did you read the evaluation data?" Song Guang asked back.

"Well, they force me to watch every issue."

"It's normal for him to have some emotional problems. Anyone who has experienced something like that will have emotional problems, even if they don't show it on weekdays, they will exist."

"Find a way to make him more stable," Fan Ge rubbed his brows, "I have a bad feeling about this assessment."

"None of the things that came out of the fourth game are beneficial to us." Song Guang's words and deeds are like a first-generation bionic robot, with no expression, and his tone is indifferent. His eyes are like two glass beads. Hidden in the deep-set eye sockets, it makes him look mysterious.

"Let Cy and Smoke Gun go to Kujira for psychological counseling at regular intervals. The two of them are already under a lot of pressure from work, and they were both seriously injured during the war." The counter-revolutionary said earnestly.

"We are not moral models, why did you agree to this evaluation experiment in the first place."

"I don't agree," said Fange, "but it's useless if I don't agree. You know, I can do something at most."

"There is always someone who will be at the bottom." Song Guang pointed it out.

Fan Ge was taken aback, then nodded, "You're right."

"Let's expand the enrollment." Song Guang made a suggestion that sounded incredible.

Fan Ge took a puff of cigarettes. He often used this kind of e-cigarette filled with calming particles. He gave Chen Li a set the year before last, and successfully pulled the non-smoking Chen Li into the abyss of e-cigarette consumption. He nodded, " Can consider it."

RC, or "Reverse Current", has always been known for its extremely high threshold since it made its name on the high seas.There are only three members, and only one typhoid is left in the second group. The third group is still in the training stage, and the number is very small.

Their identities and positions are extremely unique. They work for G but do not belong to G. They are under a lot of pressure from inside and outside, and they are also facing a great crisis in expanding their enrollment.

"For example, why don't you just include your concubine in the evaluation."

"It's not necessary, he is an outsider."

"You really feel sorry for him," Song Guang said in a calm and uncontested tone even when he was talking about the short talk of his parents, "Why didn't you have such a demeanor towards Cy in the past."

"They're different," said Fange in a very calm tone, "Qing Yuan is a doctor, and Chen Li is a combatant. Chen Li knows that no matter what the end result is, he should accept it."

"It's been 15 years, counter-revolutionary. My only dissatisfaction with you is that you didn't choose to save them in the first place."

"I regret it too." Fan Ge's eyes rarely flickered, and his dark gray pupils trembled slightly.

"No matter how regretful you are, you won't be able to bear his pain."

"I know, I don't want to make a false confession. Only when he can think about it can I think about it."

"So I don't want to see him sacrifice a second time for you."

"Good." They all know how important the "good" of the counter-revolutionary movement is.

"Are there any expansion targets?" Song Guang asked.

"Recruited to work or as a human shield?"

"Isn't that what you should consider?"

"You're right," Fan Ge smiled wryly, "Since you stopped using the name 'Father', even the military adviser has resigned."

"I'm tired. If I can retire, I will be the first to write the application."

"No, Xiaoguang." Fan Ge simply acted coquettishly.

"nausea."

"Come with me to go there at night," Fan Ge quickly calculated on the screen while talking to Song Guang, "Six corners, it's too messy."

"Six corners, are you sure?" There are usually five corners on the hexagram plate, and hexagons rarely appear, so Song Guang asked with some doubts.

"You know that I used the shaman algorithm before, and I learned the hexagram pan by myself later, but my accuracy has not made any mistakes," Fan Ge said, "This time it is rare that there are six corners, no gold and earth bits, I can't figure it out."

"The six corners are short of earth and gold, and you are still so calm." Song Guang's face finally changed, and the brows were suddenly clouded, and his expression changed like a robot. It seems that his expression was changed by a program, " The last time we encountered this kind of game, we suffered a big loss."

Fan Ge put down the pen in his left hand, and rubbed the center of his brows in distress, "My lord priest, I am also worried these days."

Song Guang turned his head to one side, as if he was rejecting such a title.

Fan Ge turned on the ventilation fan in the car casually, and a unique smell of city streets poured in. It was slightly sour and mixed with various industrial flavors. He adjusted the filter system, and the smell was gradually neutralized.

He is very sensitive to smell, just like a bong is very insensitive to smell. Everyone's body functions are very different, and it is difficult to fully experience the feelings of others.

The reason why human beings are lonely and eternally lonely is that the brains of people cannot fully communicate with each other.

Some idealistic researchers hope to completely extract the information in the brains of other people throughout their lives. In the end, they can only sadly find that they can't even fully decode the robot's brain system, which triggers a huge robot revolution. And the second generation of intelligent robots were abolished and discontinued, and the third generation of intelligent robots born after that left only low-level service functions.

The downside of being sensitive to smells is that he is biologically sentimental.

In this era when pheromones can replace courtship information, the counter-gem has a high degree of tolerance to various pheromones, so high that he can receive eight kinds of pheromones from the opposite sex at the same time without the problem of sex hormone disorders.

In other words, he can engage eight omega at the same time.

Before the age of 30, he was promiscuous and flirtatious, flamboyant is bad, and flamboyant is charm.

At that time, he never thought of anchoring in the embrace of a certain place, but when he wanted to anchor, he experienced a painful parting of life and death.

It was a beautiful girl with long black hair, big and bright eyes, and her lips were plump and delicate, with a round pearl hanging on it.Her character is very sensitive and jumping, she said her name is "Pearl".

You think that nothing in this world can hold her down, because she is as agile as the wind, and she will decide to go with you just to ask for a pocket knife from the last century.

Fan Ge took her alone through the entire Zuoliu Mountain desert, in the continuous yellow sand, the sand was stained with the girl's wheat-colored skin.

This is supposed to be a romantic story, but this is not a romantic era.

They are precarious in the frontier where wars are raging and charred bones are everywhere.Counter Ge originally wanted to place Pearl in Buffalo, which is a non-combat zone and relatively safe, but Pearl was unwilling to leave him.

Only later did he know that Pearl is a left-flow witch, and the view of good and evil of this mysterious family deep in the desert is very different from that of ordinary people.

At that time, he also seemed to be under witchcraft, and his emotions were completely controlled by the pearl. After repeated hesitation, he still took the pearl with him.It really seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. Later, when he carefully thought about himself during that time, he also felt weird.

Counter-revolution never denies that he is a complete scum emotionally.

Chen Li was less than 19 years old when he was with him. While he liked Chen Li's neat skills and brought him under his command, he also started a relationship that now seems to be wrong for some other reasons.

Even though Chen Li was already very strong at that time, in this world where the strong are respected, he won all those who disagreed with him with his own fists, but he was still discriminated against because of his gender - the balance of reproductive rights has never been fair However, eternally suppressed to one side.

Pearl and him were on the front line of the oasis, and Chen Li and Wu Ya went to Pisha, which was the main invasion base of the enemy at that time.Both of them were captured and escaped again. At that time, Crow's legs were seriously injured, and Chen Li was also seriously injured at that time.

No one knows how he carried the crow through the war zone and the rainforest, and brought back the data of the enemy in the Pisha war zone.The blood soaked his black clothes into dark red.And the crow who witnessed the whole process was still unwilling to say a word, but even if she didn't say it, the doctor would know why those organs were festering—two [-]-centimeter-long white steel wires pierced his abdominal cavity.

At that time, there were only two doctors and one soldier as guards in their temporary station outside Pishawai.With a gun on his back, the black soul performed an operation on Chen Li. It was a very risky operation, but if he didn't do it, his life would only be 72 hours.

The other doctor was dispatched from the town not long ago. During the third round of surgery, he could not bear the huge psychological pressure and the fear of blood, and committed suicide during the rest of the rotation.

Counter-reform had to place the pearl in the oasis, and took another RC military doctor, Kujira, from the oasis to the temporary station in Pishawai. He didn't recall anyone else, and no one could recall him. He guarded the station alone, and so on. Reinforcements are coming.

In the end, because of the data brought back by Chen Li and Crow, the Pisha War Zone won a complete victory.

While rescuing Chen Yue, he lost Pearl, and of course he also lost Chen Yue long ago.

The pearl was sunk into the largest lake in the oasis, and together with many corpses, it was already unrecognizable and ugly when it was discovered. If it weren't for the pearl on her lips, no one would have recognized that she was the beautiful girl in the past.

The most palpitating person in his life only existed for a few months, but he would never forget it for the rest of his life. Even when he closed his eyes, he could see the rose-like smile on the girl's lips with pearls on them.Such clarity is even more moving after being polished by time for a long time.

Song Guang insulted others many times because of this.

"You are deeply in love. Are you worthy of him? He just followed you, and his weight in your heart is not as important as that of a witch who has known you for a few months."

"Her name is Pearl."

"...you deserve to die alone."

A smell of blood in the air pulled the reactionary back from his longing, and he turned his head to look out the car window.

A flesh-and-blood humanoid creature was crawling out of the manhole cover in front of him. The heavy manhole cover was pressing on him, and he desperately squeezed out of the gap.

"What?" Counter-Gen frowned.

"Dungeon residents." Song Guang put on his glasses to record the video data, and then jumped out of the car. He was already familiar with dealing with dungeon incidents and went through the process skillfully.

Song Guang took off his windbreaker and wrapped the mangled creature tightly from head to toe, and tied his hands and feet with belts and equipment nylon ropes. This technique was learned from a mental hospital, and it can basically bind everyone.

He carried the ball on his shoulder, and then shone the light down the well with a flashlight, but found nothing abnormal.So he threw in a bunch of purple marking adhesive, which will firmly stick to the ground or wall, and can also glow in the dark. It is a product commonly used for marking.

He relocked the safety door and kicked the manhole cover back on.

"Why did you bring this thing back?"

"Do the test."

"It smells bad, send it away quickly."

"Recently, there are more and more lesion specimens in the dungeon, and there are all kinds of them. I think the central city is not far from the doomsday." Song Guang set up an automatic arrival destination program.

"Is it a natural lesion or was it injured?"

"This looks like trauma." Song Guang opened a slit and looked at the "blood man" inside. The blood man had already calmed down, only the sound of heavy breathing with the sound of water was left to clearly think in the car. with.

This "blood man" has no hair, only a bloody scalp, with bones exposed in some places.

"It smells like vulcanized waste." Fan Ge sniffed uncomfortablely.

"I can't smell it." Song Guang shook his head, he could only smell blood.

"It exploded like this?"

"I won't know until after the test, have you figured it out?"

"Forget it, it's one of the thirteen conventional materials, just disassemble it."

"Can you tell who placed it?"

"It's not a military industry, it's not an energy company, it looks clumsy."

"Then let them take typhoid fever to demolish it." Song Guang nodded, "The dungeon has been very uneven recently."

"Be careful, if there are not enough people in the dungeon, take Bishamon down too."

"There shouldn't be too many people entering the dungeon... Those idiots in the past had to be sick to figure out how to build a dungeon." Song Guang's scolding was also flat.

"Things that have existed for nearly a hundred years are naturally impossible to solve now that the bureau is lazy. In addition to the problem of resources, it is a good thing to save resources. They don't care how much disaster it will cause. These can only be done by us."

"Rebellion, you have seen this world, why do you still have the desire to save the world?" Song Guang asked suddenly.

Fan Ge was taken aback, "Do I have any?"

"Yes," Song Guang shook his head, "but you shouldn't have it. Human beings are clearly ashamed of you."

Fan Ge smiled, "Xiaoguang, I never cared about who is guilty of me and who is kind to me. I only care about the people on board, my brothers and sisters."

"I definitely won't believe what other people say. I have always had selfish intentions."

Song Guang looked out of the window, and outside the window were countless row upon row of high-rise buildings, countless bustling traffic, countless citizens in a hurry, countless disasters and pains, Song Guang's eyes were like glass beads, and seemed to be able to record all these events. everything.

"If I can meet him again, it's okay to let me die." Song Guang's voice had a tone for the first time, tinged with a bit of desolation.

"I'll help you find him," Fan Ge patted Song Guang's shoulder, "whether it's a bone or a part."

Song Guang glanced at Fan Ge indifferently, but did not speak.

"Xiaoguang, do you believe in the era of mayflies?"

"What era has nothing to do with me," Song Guang shook his head, "I am no different from a mayfly."

"Yesterday, Chen Li told me a guess. I thought about it for a long time, calculated the small price, and got the chaos." Fan Ge sighed, "I think his idea may be true."

"Come soon?"

"You have to go there to find out."

"Feng Shui masters are dangerous, try to stay away from them."

"I take your advice, Monsieur Fr.."

"A mortal body is not worthy of serving a god," Song Guang shook his head, "Besides, there will be no gods in this world, so what if the gods come, can they correct the market, bring enough resources, or Save deformed hearts."

"Gods don't have human feelings, so it's better to worship the Buddha. The Buddha's heart is compassionate." Fan Ge smiled.

"Compassion doesn't save people, what kind of mercy is it?" Song Guang said coldly, his eyes shifted to the tightly wrapped "blood man".

The blood man's skin was completely burned, and he looked miserable, without a single hair on his head. He was lying very quietly in Song Guang's overcoat at the moment, making a weak and piercing breathing sound, like a fine wind passing through the tattered cloth layers.

"When I first met you, I always suspected that you were a human trafficker." Fan Ge looked into Song Guang's eyes, his eyes were warm, and Song Guang's eyes were like parts of a robot, without any emotion.

Fan Ge continued to tell the story of the encounter, "How can there be such a person in this world who saves those children from hell, loads them into trucks and sends them to the frontier army, and then forces the frontier army to send them to the frontier army?" I went to the relief center and stayed awake for more than ten days. At that time, I was thinking, if this person is not a broker, he is a crazy and bad person."

"I didn't expect you to be such a good person, and you are still a priest. At that time, I said in my heart, Mr. Father, you don't have to make yourself so hard. This era is not worth saving, and people should follow primitive instincts... to fuck this era."

Song Guang sighed after hearing the words of the counter-revolutionary, "We obviously have very different ideals, but in the end we all boarded your thief ship."

"I will help you realize your ideals," Fan Ge smiled gently, "every one."