mayfly era

After arriving at the place designated by the counter-reformation, they stopped the giant truck and drove out from the back cabin of the four-wheeled antique armored vehicle that the counter-reformation had promised to give the smoking gun.

The high chassis and hard exterior of the armored vehicles can cross the rainforest, and they can return to Central City in a day and a half at the fastest.

Before leaving, Chen Yue peeked at the real situation in the compartment through the shift of perspective—these people have already noticed the deviation of the route and the change of the destination. Enclosed, thick synthetic metal plates and defensive covers make it impossible for them to survive.

They are now contacting the outside world for rescue and exposing the counter-revolutionary conspiracy. Their mobile phone signals and channel transmission and reception are unimpeded...

This is unreasonable. If the counter-revolution wants to bury these people in the oasis, it is impossible not to install a shielding device in the car.

The armored car was running all the way, and the distance could not limit Chen Li's prying eyes. He could keep observing the situation inside the car as long as he wanted.

"How is it?" asked the smoking gun.

Chen Yue opened his eyes and returned to his perspective, "They are calling for help."

"Boss is not a fool. Since he has done this, it is impossible to leave room for them to call for help." Smoker frowned.

Chen Li was thinking, his brain was overloaded with calculations, and he felt smoke billowing above his head, so he couldn't help but reach out and touch it—of course there was no smoke.

"I probably figured it out," Chen Li said.

"What?" asked the smoking gun.

"Well, the boss should use the old man's super master brain to complete the communication coverage and simulation. Even if these people are trapped and died on the way to the oasis, the outside world will not know."

Smoker breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly frowned again, "But the old man has not been dismissed yet, and there are less than four days left. With his paranoia, it is impossible not to hold back."

Chen Yue suddenly remembered that when he was in the interrogation room, he suddenly triggered the perspective shift. At that time, he not only borrowed Cong Shanqin's perspective, but also saw a white wall.

He thought it was just a hallucination caused by high excitement - from this point of view, it is very possible that this is Cong Shanqin's backhand.

"Old Yan, I seem to have seen two worlds in Cong Shanqin's eyes."

"What?" The smoking gun's driving hand almost slipped off the old-fashioned steering wheel.

Chen Li explained, "One is his world, and the other... has only a white wall."

"You mean, there are two worlds in his mind? Two different worlds?"

"Could it be the projection brain?" Chen Li said in a deep voice.

Brain projection is a kind of brain communication surgery that can achieve the effect of sensory interconnection-not only the risk of surgery, but also extremely limited.

Smoker pondered for a moment, "I heard that the projection brain can only be done by the main body and obligatory body, or direct blood relationship. Is there still a Cong Shanqin obligatory body in this world?"

Chen Li immediately contacted the counter-revolutionaries, but found that the signal was extremely poor after they entered the rainforest, and the connection was only disconnected for a second.

Looking at the leaves covering the sky above his head, Chen Li irritably cursed a few words.

"Don't worry, even if there is another Cong Shanqin, it is impossible to show up in these eleven days. At most, the old man's blood vessels will explode in the second round." Smoker pretended to be relaxed.

"Sure enough, Cong Shanqin did not fully trust the counter-revolutionaries. This is the logic of his behavior."

Smoker nodded yes.

"What did the boss tell you when I was sleeping?"

"In addition to instructing the parking place, telling us to go to the rainforest, I also mentioned a few things about Director Song Zan Song, saying that she is under house arrest by her family."

"House arrest?"

"Yes, under house arrest."

"...she is the worst bureau chief I have ever seen." Chen Li was helpless.

"Oh, there is no way. If she is in a position that benefits the people, she cannot benefit the family."

"Old Smoke," Chen Li lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, "Let's take turns."

"No change." The bong is addictive. The engine sound of an antique armored car is completely different from the common pressurized sound of a modern car. The gap is comparable to a lion's roar and a kitten's meowing.

"I want to drive, otherwise I'll keep thinking about it." Chen Yue felt that his brain could no longer restrain the brain that was running fast inside, and the Tianling Gai was screaming like a loose old board.

"Sleep a little longer." Smoker kept his eyes fixed on him, and scratched him hastily with his free hand.

Chen Li felt that he was perfunctory by the smoking gun.

"Change when you drive out of the rainforest." Smoker said again.

"Forget it, I'm going to sleep." Chen Li turned around and nestled up, his posture looked like he was sulking, he wasn't angry... he just felt a little heavy.

Because of the current ambiguous situation, and also because of Chen Ming's prophecy of tragedy.

After all, the rainforest is a rainforest. Occasionally, bean-sized dewdrops hit the roof of the car. There is no sound insulation layer in the antique car, so the sound is very clear.

Unprepared, Chen Li trembled following the voice.

"Cold?" Smoker reached out and rubbed Chen Li's back.

"Why don't you care whether your car is cold or not?" Chen Li said in an unhappy tone.

Smoker laughed, "It's definitely not cold."

"I'm not cold either."

"You are so cute, I didn't know you would be jealous with the car before." Smoker said with a smile.

"... just eat it, okay?"

"Okay, okay, or we'll throw away the car and walk back to the central city." The smile in the smoking gun's voice was about to overflow.

"..."

"Really angry?"

"No." Chen Li sat up and took out a bag of beef jerky from the car box.

"We'll be able to drive through the rainforest in another five hours. Let's contact the boss and go to town for a night's rest, shall we?"

"Yeah." Chen Li gnawed on the wood-like beef jerky, showing white canine teeth from time to time.

"Last night..." The smoking gun hesitated to speak.

"Very good." Chen Yue remained expressionless.

"It's really not because of this."

Chen Li glared at him, "Why am I because of this?"

Smoker scratched his head, "I...I don't know either."

"No, I dreamed about Chenming, or rather, I saw her."

"She told you something that made you sad?"

"No." Chen Li's tone was flat, and he put his hand holding the packaging bag on his lap, "She said...she is proud of me."

"We are all proud of you, Chen Li." Smoker said softly, "You crossed the sea of ​​iron thorns."

Chen Li turned to look at the pipe, "Why are you so polite all of a sudden?"

"I copied it from the scriptures of God." Smoker said with a smile.

The armored vehicle was speeding all the way, the signal in the rainforest was not good, and it was surrounded by giant trees. If it wasn't for the on-board magnetic compass, it would be difficult for them to get out of the rainforest so quickly.

"Lilies or roses?" asked the smoker suddenly.

Chen Li was taken aback and shook his head.

Smoker asked again helplessly, "Lily Town or Rose Town?"

"Oh, whatever." Chen Li looked at the thick green to black primeval forest outside the car window, and the feeling of oppression became more oppressive as the sky got late.

After more than an hour, they walked out of the rainforest, and it was completely dark.

At this time, the car's private channel was switched on, and the voice of anti-revolution came out, a little hoarse.

"Baihe Town is Director Song's territory, and the infrastructure is good. Go and stay for one night," he said.

Chen Yue suddenly remembered something, and asked, "So that's what you meant by the lily cup you gave her earlier."

Fan Ge laughed, "Why are you peeking at the gift I gave to the director?"

Although the counter-revolutionary voice was tired, it didn't have the slightest sense of urgency. Chen Yue felt a little relieved, and told the counter-reformation about Cong Shanqin's conjecture that Cong Shanqin might have a projection brain, which he had discussed with Smoker.

"Well, he has, and the other end is his unlucky son." Fan Ge replied calmly.

Chen Li suddenly felt a little more relaxed, and at the same time felt a little surprised, "He still has a son?" He had never heard that Cong Shanqin had a son.

But it is easy to understand that Cong Shanqin has no obligatory body. After all, there are many cases where the obligatory body replaces the body and occupies the magpie's nest. Cong Shanqin will not take this risk to copy himself.

"Yes, Ye Zhen tried his best to give birth to him before he died, but he suffered from mental decay since he was a child, and he is no different from a disabled person."

"Boss, have you already obtained Cong Shanqin's super mastermind?" Chen Li asked again.

"Yes, it's a fucking interesting thing, if you can catch up when you come back... I have something to do, so I won't talk about it." Counter-reform hastily hung up the channel.

The two arrived in Lily Town, Dongkou in the early hours of the morning.

A huge projection lily rotates in the silent night sky, and below it is a brightly lit, exquisite small town.

As soon as they entered the city, the two saw a circle of words hovering on the top floor of the tallest building at the same time - "The ideal city of human beings, built with ingenuity".

Chen Li recalled the conversation with Song Zan before, and said to Yan Qiang, "Director Song is indeed a very ideal person."

Smoker yawned, rubbed his eyes on Chen Li's shoulder, Chen Li rubbed his head, and asked in a low voice, "Tired?"

"Hmm... a little bit." Smoker straightened up.

"Go for a drink." Chen Li said.

"it is good."

The two walked into a bar, which was different from the smoky bar street in the central city. This bar had a fully intelligent service. Some drinkers drank quietly by themselves, and some chatted with each other.

"How about Boss Chen, have you learned advanced management concepts?" Smoker asked with a smile.

Chen Li twirled the wine glass with a micro-projector embedded in the mouth of the glass, and hung an electronic lily on the mouth of the glass. With the rotation, the electronic light blocks spread out and converged.

"This is what the manager should learn, otherwise why would I spend so much money hiring him." Chen Li said.

There was no response from the other end of the smoking gun for a long time, Chen Li turned his head and found that he was lying on the bar counter and fell asleep.

"You still... slept soundly." Chen Li said helplessly to himself.

Chen Li didn't intend to wake him up, but just took the wine glass he was holding in his hand, and poured the rest of the wine into his own glass.

He drank slowly, while using his abnormal brain to travel through buildings and streets, rationally inspecting the ideal city built by Director Song.

This is the first time he has pushed the ability to shift perspective so far—disrupting where no one is.

He has realized before that he can use other people's perspectives to form a net to see farther places. This process will make him tired, just like focusing his eyes on long-distance things for a long time.

The ground is clean and tidy, not electromagnetic ground—the class monopoly of Central City can be said to be achieved through electromagnetic ground to a certain extent.

There are no dungeons—only the central city in the country has dungeons.

The proportion of artificial intelligence services accounted for more than 70.00% - the proportion of the central city is five to five.

Bookstores, reading rooms, study places are overcrowded—there are no such places in Central City.

Chen Li finished the wine in the glass, and there was a refill button next to him, so he resolutely added another glass.While waiting for the drink to be refilled, he pressed the center of his eyebrows. He understood Song Zan's bravery and those who opposed her.

It's ideal but not crowded, the people are polite and there isn't a single homeless person on the street.

But human society will never be short of tramps.

For the ideal of the city, most of it depends on the ideal of human beings, eliminating ignorance, suspicion, greed... This is more difficult than building a hundred ideal cities.

Maybe she should have a discussion with Wen Xingzhi, a staunch realist, one expects human beings to be wise, and the other thinks that "wildness" will come sooner or later.

Chen Li was drinking, thinking wildly.

"Asleep... actually... me." The muffled voice of the smoking gun sounded from the side, and he showed that he was not fully awake, otherwise he would not be able to say such a word order.

Chen Li turned his face and wanted to laugh at Yan Qiang, but he was stunned.

Smoker lay half asleep and half awake on the bar, a few electronic stars jumped onto his fair face at some point, and his movements attracted the stars on the wall to float down, embellishing his silver hair with starlight.

"This electronic imaging is a bit powerful." Smoker stretched out his hand to tease Little Xingxing, and soon his fingers were entangled, one by one bouncing on his fingertips.

"Hmm..." Chen Li's breathing was unsteady, and the feeling of being ignored by him for a whole day came out of every part of his body.

He looked at the bong with a little heat in his eyes.

That's when he was delighted to find himself healed from deep-seated pain and embracing worldly desires like every normal human being.