mayfly era

The two rested in Lily Town for one night, and set off for Central City early the next morning.

Arrived in Central City late at night the next day.

Snow continued to fall in the central city, the whole city was as dark as death, and the temperature was extremely cold.

"Come to this coordinate." Fan Ge said to the two in the channel.

The coordinates sent by the anti-revolutionary turned out to be the Heroes Memorial Hall—according to tradition, the great men who dedicated themselves to the country will be made into milan and preserved here permanently, also known as the Heroes Milan Museum.

The closing time of the Heroes Memorial Hall is very early, and it is only open for six hours a day. When they arrived, the gate was closed.

"Will the boss play with us?" Smoker knocked on the thick metal door.

"Climb to the window, the Heroes' Hall is the inner courtyard." Chen Li pointed to the top floor of the Heroes' Hall, which is a triangular-shaped attic-like floor, where there is a row of black and white glass windows.

Smoker wailed, "I've been doing aerial work with you."

"Then I will go by myself." Chen Li said.

"Is it okay if I crawl and crawl?" Smoker compromised painfully.

The two came to the tall building that was still under construction next to the Hall of Heroes. There were several carved iron flagpoles obliquely cast on the head of the Hall of Heroes. There were no fabric flags on them, and electronic imaging would be used to make flying flags during the day.

And just below the flagpole is the row of black and white windows.

Chen Yue adjusted the multifunctional safety lock on his waist to the flying claw mode, bit the bottom of a flagpole, and the lock rope stretched a straight line in the night sky.

"You go first." Chen Li pulled the straight rope and shook it to confirm that the end was clenched tightly.

"Is this enough for me?" Smoker asked in a low voice, unavoidably nervous.

"If you want to break it, grab it and swing it as hard as you can." Chen Li said.

"Hiss...is it so exciting." Yan Qiang swallowed, stepped on the window with one foot, and looked at the tens of meters of suspension under his feet, it was dark, only the invisible wind was rushing back and forth.

He thought that if he fell, he would die very quickly.

"Don't look, the more you look, the more scared you become." Chen Li's voice was so calm that it was almost heartless.

"Okay." The smoker closed his eyes and was about to pierce outside the window when he suddenly felt his waist tighten and was pulled back.

Chen Li hugged the pipe back, and laughed for a while without holding back. After laughing, he lowered his voice and said, "You really dance... silly dog."

Smoker was a little annoyed, "Are you playing with me? What are you doing if you don't dance?"

"Jump, I'll take you to dance." Chen Yue said while grabbing the belt of the bong, "Hold me well."

The smoking gun resolutely hugged Chen Li's neck tightly, and he didn't need to consider his face in front of Gao Gao.

In the next second, Chen Li let go, and the two of them were directly sent flying out by the contraction force of the safety lock, and rushed towards the flagpole of the Hall of Heroes.

"I'm going to fucking wear strings!" The voice of the smoking gun changed its tune across the night sky.

The two rushed straight to the sharp tip of the flagpole, and they were about to be pierced into skewers.

"It's a one-time thing." Chen Li said calmly.

Indeed, he only turned sideways when he landed, and at the same time pressed the head of the bong into his arms, and the cold shining tip of the flagpole brushed his face, and a little more could have pierced his face.

Smoker felt lingering in his heart, just moved a bit, and was immediately held down by Chen Li. He felt the cold wind blowing behind him... the world behind him must be very exciting.

"Let's step on the window teeth, you stand upright for me." Chen Li grabbed the safety rope with one hand, and went to the lock of the window with the other hand.

"I'm going to die..." Smoker complained in a low voice, "You're crazy."

"Take care of me." Chen Li's voice carried a slight smile, which sounded nice and too much in this kind of place where life was hanging by a thread.

"Hurry up." The smoking gun urged, his arm was still hanging around Chen Li's neck, and he was holding it tightly under pressure, which was very embarrassing.

Chen Li had already unscrewed the lock, but the evil blood inherited from Chen Ming poured up, he said in a low voice, pretending to be distressed, "Old Yan, this lock is a bit difficult to open..."

"Then you kicked it away, it's not like you didn't kick the window." The smoking gun broke down a bit, and spoke very fast.

Chen Li thinks that he should be a human being, otherwise he will really smoke and cry in a while... Thinking about it this way is a bit, no, I want to try it very much.

Just when he was hesitating whether to continue to bully Lao Yan, a counter-revolutionary voice sounded in the earphones, "Are you two hooked up in mid-air?"

Chen Li unscrewed the lock, pushed the flower window up with his knees, "Come in, coward."

Smoker came to his senses in an instant, and he said viciously, "I'm not finished with you."

Chen Li was not afraid at all.

The two entered the Hall of Heroes through the stained glass window. It was pitch black inside, and as soon as the smoking gun stood on the ground, it immediately came alive again.

Chen Li turned the flashlight to the weakest, shined a light on Smoker's face and then on the road ahead. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he laughed at Smoker in a low voice, "Why are you so afraid of heights?"

"Because I'm a normal person!" Smoker roared angrily.

"Are you a normal person now?"

"..." The smoker was so angry that he had nothing to say.

Chen Li found the elevator and found that there was no electricity, so the elevator would naturally not work.

"No, don't you want to go out through the window again?" The smoker was about to go berserk with the naked eye, and the sound of his breath sounded like he was breathing fire.

Chen Yue glanced around. This floor was empty, and the head could be seen at a glance. It should be used for screenings. Find any way to go downstairs.

They hurriedly glanced at the information and knew that the Hall of Heroes was designed with an inner patio, but they didn't expect that this floor was independent from the top of the building and was only connected by elevators.

There's no telling, who's going to find two top-priced mercenaries and get stuck in a museum with a blackout for a day.

"Boss, let me open an elevator." Chen Li could only contact the counter-revolutionary. Although the other party was connected, there was no response.

"Yes, I like to mention Waterloo." Chen Li shrugged.

"There is another way." Smoker pointed to the confinement elevator.

Chen Li quickly understood, and his tone was helpless, "You still say I'm crazy, so how good are you?"

"At least don't hang a flag to blow the wind."

The trick of the smoking gun is to pry open the elevator door and jump into the elevator shaft. Generally, the elevator will stop at the last floor. As long as you leave this floor, you can go to any floor through the patio design.

They struggled to pry open the elevator door again. The stairwell inside was very deep, and Chen Yue could barely see the reflective surface on the top of the elevator car after lighting it with high beams for a long time.

"At least 40 meters." Chen Li estimated.

Smoker sighed, "What are we trying to do all this time?"

"I guess this is the Super Mastermind," Chen Li said.

"...Okay, I'll jump."

After a long meal, the two finally entered the main hall of the Hall of Heroes, and were welcomed by rows of Milan mummies.

There is a luminous ring at the foot of each Milan, which reflects the corpse in green, adding a bit of horror and weirdness.

Chen Li turned on the flashlight—it didn't lessen the sense of terror, but instead had a panoramic view of the details of the mummy's face.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Chen Li still couldn't help being a little terrified when he accidentally took a photo of the mummy's face.

The honey orchid statues here are also very different in craftsmanship due to different ages.

Some are dry and dehydrated and look like skeletons, some still have some flesh and blood, and the skin is as thin as a paper membrane, covered with pus-colored contents, and some have a dark complexion exuding a strange coating luster.

The postures of these mummies are also different, whether they are sitting or standing, but most of them are posed with their heads held high and their chests upright, wearing military uniforms or dresses, they are all heroes after all.

The two of them walked through Milan's mummy, and suddenly something shook in front of him, and the smoking gun immediately clenched his hand.

Chen Yue subconsciously turned off the flashlight.

There was a rustling sound, like fluff scraping the floor, or like a group of small-footed animals crawling fast.

A swaying black shadow was reflected in the green luminous halo, shaking twice to the left and twice to the right, making one's heart tremble.

Suddenly there was a sound of "cackling" like some animal was gnawing on a bone.

"Cluck cluck cluck..."

The sound became clearer and faster, from one animal gnawing a bone to a group of animals gnawing a bone.

They wantonly gnawed at the flesh and bones of the hero's corpse, and let out a "chichichi" laugh happily.

"Fuck..." Smoker lowered his voice, "Rat?"

Chen Yue also found that the clothes of the Milan statue were moving from left to right, and it was obvious that there were animals wrapped in it to eat.

And the shaking of the clothes they saw at the beginning was due to the fact that there was a vent not far from Milan, and the hinges were opening, which should be a time for routine ventilation.

The two approached patiently, the disgusting biting and sneering sound became louder and louder, making one's scalp numb.

Chen Li bent down and pulled out a crumbled piece of wrapping paper from under Mi Lan's feet. After reading the words on it, he felt a burst of pain, "Whoever hates him so much will make him feel restless after death."

It was a pack of powerful rat poison, which was hidden under Milan's cloak. In addition, it was close to the vent, which attracted a large number of rats to come to have a good meal during the ventilation time.

The smoker used a lighter to drive away the mice, and some of them saw the flames and finally tore off a few pieces of meat, and swaggered into the ventilation shaft.

Milan's insides were eaten to pieces, her stomach was completely open, several fingers were bitten off, and her neck was broken. She was in a miserable condition.

"And broke his protective cover, how cruel..." The smoking gun went around to the front, and read out the name of Milan's statue, "Cong Jiangzhou...fuck, Cong?"

Smoker turned his head to look at Chen Yue. The stern black-haired youth stood in circles of green luminous halos and mummy groups, with expressionless face and calm eyes.

"Yes, it's quite pitiful." Smoker said sarcastically.

"When a person dies, not only will he no longer hear praise, but he will also be implicated by his descendants. He is not the one who is guilty. Of course it is pitiful." Chen Li said.

"Then what should I do, it's all bitten like this." Smoker stretched out his hand to cover the clothes he had just lifted.

"His children and grandchildren are in charge." Chen Li turned and walked to other unvisited areas.

Smoker chased after him, patted the debris on his hands, felt dirty when he wanted to touch Chen Li, and hung his hands in mid-air in embarrassment for a moment.

"We've reached the first floor." Chen Li said.

The other end kept busy for a long time, before I heard Typhoid's voice, dry and cold, "Climb the ventilation shaft, there's no time here."

"A group of rats just crawled out of there!" Smoker growled.

Typhoid directly hung up the channel.

The two had no choice but to pry open the passage of the mouse just now, and the cat got into it.

There is a large storage space inside, enough for them to stand and walk, all kinds of machinery humming, and there are various small figures moving fast in the corners.

They quickly found another door connecting the reserve space. After unlocking the door, a completely different space was displayed in front of their eyes.

Huge, very, very huge group of water screens—human standing in front of it is like standing in front of a mountainous hill.

Every screen is constantly generating data. From the perspective of a layman like Chen Li, this is a very smooth calculation speed without any pause. Hundreds of millions of data have been generated in the blink of an eye.

There are only two people with typhoid fever and counter-revolutionaries.

"You guys, what are you doing?" Smoker patted his head, wondering if it was spider webs or dust.

"Steal his stored data." Typhoid put his hands on his knees, staring at the screen expressionlessly, like a serious and good boy who is being threatened and followed.

"Is his storage wall so loose?" Chen Li asked.

Rebellion walked over from one side, his eyes were red, but he couldn't hide his excitement, "Come, let me show you the legendary super mastermind."

The two followed the revolution into the back of the water screen group, and what they saw later left them dumbfounded.

Nearly a hundred transparent vats are listed in front of the eyes. Inside the vats are turbid purple-red liquid and soaked and swollen corpses. The heads of the corpses are wrapped in an iron ball, and two ends of the iron ball protrude to connect The line passes through the cylinder wall.

There are also dense connection lines between the cylinders. As the current migrates, the iron ball flickers on and off. The brightness is almost flashing. When it is dim, only a suspension shaped like a giant jellyfish can be seen.

Chen Li's face became paler and paler. He turned around and left the corpse room quickly. Just now, countless messages rushed into his mind, as if someone had pried off his skull and smashed it with a hammer. looking at his head.

It turns out that Cong Shanqin's super mastermind is just such a thing.

How crazy people can do the thing of using human brains to make data calculators.

"When I first saw it, it was also disgusting." Typhoid's tone was indifferent, the white words of data danced in his eyes,

Chen Yue leaned against the wall, the coldness of the ground penetrated into his body from his back, which made him feel more comfortable.

"His storage wall has only one password, which is transcoded using a computational language—'Dead Wife Ye Zhen'." Shang Han's tone remained unchanged, but Chen Yue could hear his confusion.

Typhoid stared at the screen without blinking, monitoring the information acquisition process, and told Chen Li a story that sounded like a fantasy.

"The boss told me that he stayed with Ye Zhen for more than 50 years until Ye Zhen died of illness. Before that, he was a very loyal man."

"Ye Zhen is weak and sick. He is a botanist. He used to be Wen Liuzhi's teacher, and he loves Wen Liuzhi very much. She has no children, so she regards Wen Liuzhi as her daughter."

"She devoted her whole life to researching super seeds, but she gave up under the pressure of her husband's political situation. Because of this, Wen Liuzhi had a big fight with her and left her laboratory. Ye Zhen's condition worsened and passed away after experiencing difficult childbirth. gone."

"Boss said, what Cong Shanqin is most afraid of is—" Shang Han paused, "I am afraid that others will know that I love Ye Zhen deeply."

Chen Li was dumbfounded for a moment.

He didn't know how to evaluate this other version of Cong Shanqin - the blind infatuated species.

Cong Shanqin did countless evil things in his life, but fell on infatuation.

If he hadn't killed Wen Liuzhi impulsively, he would still be sitting in a high position, holding great power, and possessing a huge economic network. With the current advanced medical technology, he could still live like an emperor for another 80 to [-] years.

But he hated Wen Liuzhi, thinking that if Wen Liuzhi hadn't left, maybe Ye Zhen wouldn't have wanted such a child, and maybe he wouldn't have died of illness so soon... He probably couldn't find a reason to let Wen Liuzhi go, especially , he is still a high-ranking person who regards human life as nothing.

The trap of counter-revolution lay on his only path, and he had calculated every detail from the beginning.

It's like what other people have said about the counter-revolutionary - how wise and close to a demon.As long as he wants to, there is nothing he can't do.As long as he wants to, he can make an invisible empire fall apart.

Chen Li admired it, but at the same time, he was inexplicably unhappy.

This unhappiness is divided into many layers, and each layer is refuting positively and negatively.

He thought it was probably because the counter-revolutionary took advantage of Cong Shanqin's only surviving humanity—the only humanity has also become a fatal weakness.

Counter-reform also took advantage of Wen Liuzhi.Using Wen Liuzhi's daring to love and hate, bravery and kindness, let the death of this female scientist push forward a magnificent and earth-shattering ending.

The robot loaded with "cunning" chips was also used by counter-revolutionaries.

Chen Li thought that maybe he was arranging all this when they completed the non-bureau mission and infiltrated into the Taolitian, and the revolution got the right to investigate the non-bureau database.

But the use of the counter-revolutionary is not for him to satisfy his own desires—he is for smashing the remnants of this decadent and solidified era, which is clearly dead but has a vegetarian diet.

At this moment, Yan Qiang came out following the counter-reformer, and Chen Li stood up straight.

Fan Ge smiled, "After visiting the haunted house, you two should go back and rest. How about driving for four days?"

"It's okay, I've always had a good waist." Smoker raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"What's the next arrangement?" Chen Li asked the counter-revolutionary.

Fan Ge raised a relaxed smile, as if he had the chance to win, "Don't worry about it, you will know when the time comes."

Chen Li frowned slightly, "We just finished our crime, and you don't have any reassurance?"

"Don't worry," Fan Ge paused, "How can the dead hold you accountable?"

Chen Li had no choice but to say, "Then let's go back, don't exhaust yourself from typhoid fever."

"Hmm, isn't it all right?" Fan Ge walked over and squeezed a few of Typhoid's frail shoulders.

Typhoid sat up straight, and made a gesture to the two with no expression on his face—it was the gesture of the wounded to convey "I'm not dead" to the doctor.

Both were amused by the reticent child.

Smoker suddenly remembered something, "Wait, how do we get out?"

"I opened a door for you, hurry up." The counter-reform urged, and added, "Store more food and warm things."

When they left the Hall of Heroes, they looked at each other with disgruntled faces, tired faces, and smudges all over their faces and bodies. After all, they had to rush on the road, jump out of windows, and climb ventilation pipes all day, and Iron Man couldn't bear it.

After returning home, they cleaned up randomly and then went to sleep. This sleep made Chen Li extremely exhausted.

He even felt that he was not sleeping, but conducting reconnaissance overnight—his brain was equally mysterious and complicated to him, and there were too many unknowns, what he could and couldn't do, not even himself totally clear.

In the middle of the night, he dreamed that Shang Liming was curled up on the throne in the dungeon with Chen Ming's head in his arms.

Chen Ming's head was placed in a transparent preservation box, which looked like life, and was tightly held in a pair of withered old hands.

Next to Shang Liming was a pair of waterproof inflatable mattresses. The maid Chen Li had seen twice was sleeping on them wrapped in a space quilt. She frowned. It seemed that the coldness of the underground city was very uncomfortable. .

And Shang Liming never closed his eyes, he probably doesn't need to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Chen Li was led by his own consciousness to Dao Li Tian.

In the Taeli Heaven, countless densely packed faceless bionics stood with their heads bowed, like boxes in a warehouse, neatly placed in the large space of the Taoli Heaven, and behind them, countless red dots flickered——suddenly, The red dot turns into a green dot.

Then all the faceless bionics trembled at the same time, they raised their drooping heads and looked straight ahead in unison.

It's like facing Chen Li squarely.

He jerked awake.

After waking up, he had a splitting headache. He covered his face, and it took him a long time to open his eyes. He stretched out his hand to remove the blackout film on the window, and the bright sky outside shone in.

Chen Li endured the pain and took a few glances, and it was snowing heavily outside again.

But there seemed to be a lot of people coming and going on the street, and there were also a lot of floating advertisements, colorful and dazzling.

"Today is New Year's Day, so I forgot about it." Smoker came in from the outside and saw Chen Li sitting there with his upper body bare.

"New Year?" Chen Li repeated dully.

"It's also called the Day of Enlightenment. If you have any allusions, you can check it online. I only know that tomorrow is a holiday." Smoker familiarly touched the closet, took a sweater for Chen Li, and found the collar, "Come on, get in. "

"I'm not useless." Chen Li pulled up the sweater and put it on by himself.

"The boss called back to the base." Yan Qiang wanted to laugh when he saw Chen Li's dazed and stubborn look, and stretched out his hand to straighten the neckline, "...you didn't drill in the right place."

"I have a headache, I might as well not sleep this sleep." Chen Li wrinkled his face and fell back on the bed, "Hui, I have something to tell the boss."

"What's the matter?" Smoker tensed up, and reached out to touch Chen Yue's forehead, the warmth of just waking up softened his stern face a bit.

Chen Li rubbed his hand and complained softly, "Headache, I didn't sleep well."

"Would you like to sleep a little longer?" said Smoker, "it's just past twelve o'clock at noon."

Chen Li shook his head, he reached out and hooked the neck of the pipe to pull his heavy body up, "I have something to tell the boss, it's a big deal."

Smoker rubbed his back, "I hug you?"

"No, get me some pants...the gray ones with the locks."

After searching for the pipe for a full minute, he scratched his eyebrows, "I'm not talking about Boss Chen, how many pairs of pants do you have? I think you are more than enough to support a man-made fiber field by yourself."

"I'm such a prodigal, not only want to buy, but also buy with your salary card in the future." Chen Li pretended to be angry.

"Okay, please give me this face." Smoker said with a smile.

Chen Li was wearing a loose soft white sweater, dark gray straight-leg pants and suede boots. He only had this white sweater in his closet. If he hadn't picked it up for him, he would probably never wear it.

The color made him uncomfortable, so he turned his body to take a picture on the mirror-smooth cabinet door, "Is it strange?"

"It's beautiful," Smoker said with a smile in his eyes, "it's very beautiful."

"En." Chen Yue was satisfied.

The two simply packed up, left home, and drove to Snow Palm.

"This is not the way to the base..." Smoker quickly realized, "Isn't this the way to your shop?"

"It's a festival, what's the problem with a bottle of wine?" Chen Li was confident.

Smoker was helpless, "Don't you have a big deal?"

"It's not too late." Chen Li jumped out of the car, and the soft snow under his feet made a crisp sound.

It may be that the snow flakes washed away the dust floating in the air. The air was unexpectedly sweet, but it was still very cold. Chen Li remembered that it was not so cold at this time last year.

The pipe wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and it instantly warmed up a lot. He tilted his head and kissed the pipe generously, "Happy New Year, congratulations on living another year."

There was a little rosiness on the fair face of the smoker, "Happy New Year, living with you is my goal in life from now on."

"Me too." A small smile appeared on Chen Yue's stern face.

Even in such a cold winter, even in the precarious situation, even if it is so difficult for them to live well...

But I am happy with you.

happy New Year.

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The author has something to say:

Spicy... It’s actually better to watch something happy during the Chinese New Year, hahahaha, for example, the sand sculpture Tianwen Xiaozhi next door?There are still four chapters left in this article, and you can read them later in the year (cautiously speaking)

It's not be, please rest assured!It is a more epic ending ()