mayfly era

Out of base, the bong could no longer resist the onset of severe stress reactions.

He vomited heart-piercingly at the door of Snow Palm, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth one by one. He was shaking all over, shaking like a thin signboard beaten by a storm.

Chen Li knew that words of comfort were almost useless at this time, so he stroked the back of the pipe without saying a word.

Smoker is used to digesting those stubborn realities with his body, and he would vomit like this if he couldn't digest them.

They stood in the wind and snow, Chen Li watched the collapse of the pipe, his mind was in a mess, filled with all kinds of information, he couldn't find the emotion he should have at this time.

Finally, the pipe couldn't breathe anymore, and he buried his face in his hands. Chen Li handed him the bottled water with the cap unscrewed. He took it slowly, but didn't drink it for a long time.

A layer of snow quickly accumulated on the mouth of the bottle.

You can hear the lively sound of the festival from a distance, but in fact it is more commercial advertisements.

"Old Yan, drink water." Chen Li said softly.

The smoking gun was curled up and motionless.

"Drink water." Chen Li repeated.

The bong still didn't move, and a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on his shoulders.Chen Li stretched out his hand to pat the snow, and suddenly felt a biting cold.

He finally regained the feeling he should have, in his abnormal brain.

"You feel like you've lost it again." Chen Li said softly.

His voice was so soft that even he couldn't hear clearly.

"We are the same, we have been losing, losing parents, losing comrades, losing health... until there is nothing to lose, we are meaningless."

Chen Li's voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, suddenly he felt his eyes heat up, and hot tears flowed out uncontrollably.

He felt something wipe away the tears on his face, and in just a few seconds, the originally hot tears had turned cold, leaving a few rows of painful marks.

Smoker stood up at some point, wiped away his tears, and said softly, "Don't cry, let's go home..."

Chen Li shook his head, he found himself crying, he could only block it with his sleeve, "I'm going somewhere."

Smoker nodded, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

"Fritillaria" drove to its destination, in addition to the endless wilderness, there was a wide octagonal abandoned building in front of it.

It only has a steel skeleton left, and the wind and snow continue to pass through it, making a sound similar to crying.

"Where is this?" asked the smoking gun.

Chen Li shook his head, "I can't tell."

The smoking gun stopped asking questions, and the two trudged towards the abandoned building against the wind and snow.Suddenly, the smoking gun grabbed Chen Li's arm, and his voice was shattered by the wind, but Chen Li knew what he was talking about—he was saying, "I don't want to go."

Chen Yue suddenly felt like being splashed with a bucket of ice water.

The octagonal abandoned building burst into tears, filling his eardrums, and the hand holding his arm was trembling uncontrollably.

"Why did I come here?" Chen Li asked himself in his heart, "Why did I come here with a bong, to prove my reasoning, or to..."

He looked up at the abandoned building, and remembered Chen Yue's words again.

"This used to be Chen Ming's laboratory."

"There was a fire and the experimental subject disappeared."

"It is to explore the limit of fertility, and bionics give birth to healthy human embryos."

The severe pain in his heart was like a digging machine used for mining. With the deafening sound, it quickly hollowed out the flesh and drained the blood.

Chen Li threw away the hand of the pipe, and he rushed to the abandoned building, and was quickly thrown to the ground by the pipe.

He broke free, got up and staggered towards the abandoned building again.

"Chen Li! Don't!" The voice of the smoking gun roared in extreme pain.

But Chen Li couldn't stop. He felt very painful, but he couldn't stop.

If you can't stop, the more it hurts.

Yan Qiang chased after him and hugged him tightly from behind, tears poured into his neckline like a flood, he didn't know whether it was hot or cold for a moment.

"Chen Li, no, please, I beg you..."

Smoker obviously doesn't know anything, but seems to know everything.

The abandoned building is right in front of you, the place indicated by Chenchu ​​is right in front of you, and the half-exposed foundation in the land is right in front of you.

Chen Ming's experiment book is right in front of her.

"Don't, don't do this to me, don't... go home, let's go home... shall we?"

The smoker choked up and begged, speaking incoherently, Chen Li was shaken vigorously by him, and his mind fluctuated back and forth between rational chaos and emotional sobriety.

His brain is pushing him, directing him to uncover secrets, but his emotions tell him that he's going to make Smoker sadder by doing so.

I won't feel good either.

"I..." Chen Li closed his eyelids, feeling the snowflakes melting on his face, he swallowed unconsciously, at a loss, "What should I do?"

The hand of the smoking gun covered Chen Li's head, and his voice was gentle and painful, "Go home."

Chen Li stared at a corner of the abandoned building, and suddenly he felt that his eyes became blurred. He thought it was snowflakes that had drifted into his eyes, so he raised his hand and rubbed it, but there was nothing.

"Don't touch it." The bong took his hand.

"What's wrong?" Chen Li asked.

"Your eyes are bleeding." Smoker said distressedly.

"En." Chen Li replied blankly.

"No matter what happened in the past, it's all in the past. Everyone has their own choices," Smoker swallowed forcefully, speaking with difficulty, "They all have... their own mission."

"I did something wrong." Chen Li said softly.

"You did make a mistake this time."

"I'm afraid I'll miss important information." Chen Li defended.

Yan Qiang smiled helplessly, "He is going to die, what else is important."

Chen Li thought for a long time before he opened his mouth and said to the pipe, "What if he is Chen Ming's former experimental subject?"

Smoker was not as surprised as Chen Li imagined, he said calmly, "That is between him and Chen Ming, it has nothing to do with you."

"Old Yan, you..."

"I don't know whose experimental subject he is, but he told me before that his 12-year-old is someone else's [-]-year-old. I didn't understand it at the time, and I only understood the meaning of this later." Red up.

Chen Li felt a sharp thunder split before his eyes - so the counter-reformer was not a regular person.

He is not a voluntary body, he is not genetically cultivated, he is not a carrier of prosthetic limbs, he is not one of the various unconventional human beings in this city.

He is... what is he?

"He doesn't want us to know that Boss is a man who cares about face," said Smoker softly.

"Old Yan, I don't want to come to such a world again." Chen Li's face was full of pain.

"I understand, but when we were born here, we couldn't choose. If we could choose everywhere in life, it wouldn't be life."

Smoker went on to say, "Many times we can't even choose whether to live or die."

The pool of blood in Chen Li's eyes was getting bigger and bigger, and the smoking gun was half persuading and half forcing, "Go home, the bleeding is worse when standing."

"I'm going blind." Chen Li whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense," Yan Qiang stretched out his hand and pinched Chen Li's cheek, then kissed the tip of his nose, "You cry too hard all at once."

"I'm angry at myself..." How could I be so ruthless, like a machine.

Chen Li was about to say something, but was suddenly picked up by the smoking gun with his arms around his waist. He became dizzy for a while, and couldn't help shouting, "You put me down, my blood pressure is even higher!"

"It's okay, lean on my shoulder."

Yan Qiang just hugged him and walked towards the car, as if he was hugging a child, but Chen Li had long arms and legs, with no place to rest his hands and feet, and felt awkward.

He suddenly found that Yan Qiang was holding him with one hand, and his face flushed. In order to hide his embarrassment, he said, "Hey, change it. From now on, you charge and I will cover."

"it is good."

"Why don't I just be your driver, and leave the rest to you." Chen Li began to speak nonsense.

"Okay." Smoker agreed with a smile.

Chen Li hugged the pipe by the neck, looking obedient and obedient, he whispered, "Old Yan, I like you."

"……Um."

"like very much."

Smoker smiled helplessly, "What's wrong with you?"

"I like you, you are very important to me." Chen Yue murmured, his eyes were full of chaos, which made him immerse himself deeper in his own world.

"I like you too... Your sweater is quite soft." The smoking gun rubbed against each other.

They had already reached the side of the car, and Chen Li jumped down consciously, and suddenly turned around and hugged the head of the smoking gun, "I'll give you another rub."

The smoking gun struggled to get out of his arms, his strange eyes reflected the snowy sky, they were extraordinarily radiant, with a smile and a little tiredness.

"Chen Li, you are too scary." He couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'm very confused now, don't believe any nonsense I say in a while."

Smoker opened the car door, stuffed Chen Li in, and adjusted the seat to the lowest position, "Don't get up."

"Ah."

The smoking gun leaned over and gently opened Chen Yue's eyes, the whites of the eyes were shockingly blood red, surrounding the dark pupils.

Like countless crimson clouds arching a black sun.

"How is it?" Chen Li asked.

"It should be able to absorb it." Smoker reached out to cover his eyelids, "Let's go home."

"Old Yan, tell me... what is the task that the boss left for me?" Chen Li said in a low voice.

Smoking Gun started the car, and he was silent for a while before saying, "What should come will always come."

"What should come will always come..." Chen Li repeated the words of the pipe in a low voice, "Come on, I'll wait."

Rebellion, like Chen Ming, left him with unknown tasks.He must shoulder these tasks, live well, and live for them.

"Mother of Fritillaria" flew all the way to the bustling city with its back on the abandoned building. Today is the New Year, the day of enlightenment, and a festival as important as the Reunion Festival.

Because of the festival, the number of advertisement banners on the streets has doubled, the traffic is busy, people are coming and going, and the huge blower is blowing snow continuously, making deafening noise.

In a world where mechanical sounds are far louder than human voices, it can be lively if you say it is lively, or deserted if you say it is deserted.

In the foggy sky, the pale outline of the sun can be vaguely seen, and snowflakes are constantly oozing out from the dark clouds, and the snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger before you know it...

The next day, the snow stopped and the temperature dropped to minus [-] degrees.

Just at noon on the second day of the new year, a total solar eclipse lasting 6 minutes occurred.

Darkness fell over the city, and the sun hung high, covered by clouds, and the people were horrified to find that for a few minutes they could not find the sun at all.

Such a thing happened on the second day of the dawn, which is bound to cause mass panic, but it is not the most serious and cruel thing.

The disaster officially began after the total solar eclipse ended.

After the total solar eclipse, the temperature has dropped to minus 35 degrees.

Due to the long-term heavy pollution of the air, the haze and dust are firmly adhered to the clouds. Even if the sun returns, the sunlight cannot warm the earth in time.

This weather is an extremely rare "bad day"-the sun's heat cannot pass through the frosty and polluted air layer to reach the ground.

Facing the once-in-a-century "bad day", no one knows when the temperature will pick up.The dilemma of not being able to return to temperature is the first cause of the problem of electricity consumption.

The first power supply company stood up and proposed that in order to ensure that their factory machinery was not damaged by low temperature, they had to announce a suspension of power supply.

Then came the second, third, and fourth... The reasons they gave were varied, but they all pointed to the same ending—power outage.

Few modern disasters are more terrifying than a major power outage, especially on a frosty winter's day.

When people's lives and electrical equipment are threatened by cold at the same time, human blood is not as valuable as electric current.

This is the dark day of human society.

Even if people objected, the central city still went black piece by piece, and this shiny butterfly gradually turned into a completely black withered leaf.

In the end, after negotiation between the military and the power supply company, the provisional alliance of power supply companies decided to take a step back and use natural energy for two hours every night from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-].

They claim that this is the last compromise, a compromise of favor, and their development algorithm doesn't actually allow them to compromise for two hours.

And the power cut time, with their best efforts, was set at seven days.

The temperature of minus [-] degrees directly blasted the surface of the electromagnetic ground. There was no one on the street, no cars, like a dead city.

Chen Yue was wrapped in a space quilt and lay on his little bed, and the smoking gun didn't let him move casually because of the hemorrhage in his eyes.

He didn't need eyes to see the horrors of Central City at this time. There was no one on the street. If there were, they must be robbing stores.

All the shops in this street have been looted, as has the street next door.

After the power outage, all channel communications were also forced to be interrupted, and the only thing that could still be used was radio waves, but very few people had radio equipment now.

The bong made a small oil lamp. At this time, the flickering flames in the glass cover reflected his face. He was resting with his eyes closed, and his thick light-colored eyelashes were coated with the golden light of the flame.

"Old Yan." Chen Li called Yan Qiang softly.

"Huh?" Smoker immediately straightened up and turned to look at him.

"Can you grill meat with this lamp?"

Smoker thought for a while, "It should be fine."

Chen Yue was wrapped up in space and got up, "I'm hungry."

"it is good."

The two opened the freezer, and the cold air coming out of it was not much colder than the indoor temperature.

Chen Li said helplessly, "The only advantage of this weather is probably freshness."

"Secondly, I feel the same temperature as your stockpile now." Smoker said.

"If you don't believe me, let me touch it." Chen Yue stretched out his hand from the space blanket while speaking.

"Boss Chen, I didn't expect you to be quite lecherous." Smoker said with a smile.

"I'm human too, and people are lustful."

"You are obviously a mixture of god and monster."

"If you know it, don't mess with me. What's the matter if you touch it."

"Did you touch it?"

Chen Li slowly withdrew his hand from the collar of the bong, "It's okay."

"What's okay?" Smoker smiled, "Your evaluation of my figure is... okay?"

"Well, don't you agree?"

"Okay, okay, you have the final say."

Chen Li wrapped up the space quilt, including the bong. The two of them were wrapped in the reflective space quilt, like a giant twin cocoon surviving in the universe, and they could only rely on each other's body temperature for warmth.

They unpacked a few boxes of frozen beef slices and roasted them over a live fire—the aroma of the meat slowly came out, and just by smelling the smell, they felt that the frostbite on their bodies had been dispelled a lot.

People are always at their most energetic when they are trying to survive.

The beef slices curled up under the flames, and the fat came out one by one from the meat fibers.

Chen Li stared at it, expecting it to shed all the blood and turn into a perfect piece of barbecue...

Suddenly Chen Yue stood up, the space was suddenly slid down, and a large piece of metal light flashed, making people's eyes dazzled.

"I told you to take it easy!" Smoker was startled and yelled at him softly.

Chen Yue quickly removed the hot resin board from the oil lamp, and then stuffed a piece of flame-retardant cotton into it. The fire went out instantly, and the room was instantly dark.

"how…"

"Old Yan, let's go now." Chen Li leaned over, picked up the ribs and stuffed them into the back of his waist, then ran into the back room and took out the thickest clothes.

"What's going on?" Yan Qiang asked while getting dressed, and followed Chen Li out the door.

"Wen Liuzhi's laboratory, she should have a spare motor, we have to go and have a look." Chen Li said quickly.

Yan Qiang understood it, and immediately showed an unbearable expression, "It's a pity that her years of hard work were destroyed because of a power outage."

Chen Yue looked around, it was desolate and desolate, the electromagnetic ground was completely cut off, they didn't have any means of transportation, and they could only rely on two legs if they wanted to go to Wen Liuzhi's laboratory—the No.17 glass tower was a full [-] kilometers away .

"Old Yan, what should I do?" Chen Li looked at the pipe anxiously, the redness in his eyes had not faded, and he looked extremely helpless.

The smoking gun slapped his thigh, "I parked that four-wheeled armor at the base, and that thing burns energy fluid."

The two immediately ran to Snow Palm. In the extremely cold weather, even though the inner and outer layers were thickly wrapped, the thin-skinned joints were quickly aching from the cold.

Gritting their teeth like this, they ran to the base to take out the armored vehicles. Their faces were so frozen that they couldn't even bleed out, and they were covered with pink and white flesh.

Smoker's hands were white and blue from the cold. He fed the energy bar into the fuel tank of the armored vehicle with shaking hands, and quickly covered his mouth with a few mouthfuls of white air that didn't help.

"It's so fucking cold..." The pipe was trembling, he grabbed Chen Li's hand and pressed it on the fuel tank that was burning with energy fluid, "Hold on, it's still warm here."

Chen Li pressed the hand of the bong under his backhand, "You drive."

Smoker gave a short laugh, "Why are you being humble at a time like this?"

Chen Yue silently held the hand of the pipe, and lightly stroked the thin calluses on the inside of the palm of the pipe with his knuckles a few times, and his heart, which had been filled with all kinds of unease, suddenly settled down.

Smoker arched the back of his hands and said softly, "The car is hot, let's go."

"Ah."

"Then let go of my hand first?"

"En." Chen Li reluctantly let go.

"I've wronged you, don't you?" The piper's tone was half teasing, half coaxing a child.

"Ah."

"I'll let you hold it enough in the future."

Smoker started the armored vehicle and drove towards the No.17 glass tower according to memory.

This armored vehicle was equipped with an old-fashioned heating tube. After driving for a while, the temperature rose, and the frozen skin began to have intense burning sensations.

Chen Li breathed a sigh of relief, and slightly relaxed his body, "Why don't you just live in the car from now on."

"I also think, at least it won't freeze to death." Smoker agreed.

"I don't know how they survived the past few days... I don't know if the bulbul caught the train to Buffalo."

Smoker snorted, "That bastard Needle must rely on his daughter again, you said he is not a good-for-nothing."

Chen Yue moved his body, and his stiff muscles made him snort softly, "...the crow's all-metal prosthesis will be uncomfortable, but Kujira will find a way."

"After all, she is a witch." Smoker said with a smile.

Chen Li sighed, and said in a muffled voice, "It turns out that the boss has calculated this day correctly, so he keeps telling us to keep warm."

Central City went into a sudden shutdown following a six-minute total solar eclipse.Probably no one would have expected that a super-giant city would not even have the ability to resist a sudden drop in temperature.

But that's how it is.

This is the case in a world ruled by money. When everyone agrees to pursue profit, the world will be over.

Extreme cold can freeze expensive production machines in factories, and it can also freeze people to death-when everyone subconsciously agrees with the sequence of this sentence, it is the time when society collapses.

"It depends on whether this desperate situation can awaken the most powerful force in this country." Chen Li said to himself.

The metal spire of No. 17 glass tower popped out in the distance, still like a sharp sword piercing the sky.

The surveillance was completely stopped, and they didn't need to hide any more. They parked the car swaggeringly at the door of the old warehouse connected to the glass tower. The warehouse was locked at some point, and Chen Yue's heart tightened slightly.

He pried open this kind of mechanical lock a few times, pushed open the door, and a cloud of mildew dust poured out. The warehouse was indeed rented by others—a few moldy goods were piled up.

Chen Yue went straight to the AI ​​reception system—fortunately, it was not dismantled, but the small screen was completely dark.

Chen Li pursed his lips vigorously, and reached out to tap again without giving up, but the screen still didn't respond in the slightest.

"Or we could go in through the front door," Smoky suggested.

Just as Chen Li got up and was about to go to the main entrance to try his luck, the screen of the reception system suddenly lit up!

Chen Li was overjoyed and rushed forward.

There were no extra steps in the reception system, and the two were directly released, and they entered No. 17 glass tower, which was Wen Liuzhi's laboratory.

The inside of the tower turned out to be bright and warm, and everything was operating as usual.

The two looked at the green crops in astonishment, and were speechless for a moment.

Today, when the whole city is cut off, where does the power consumed by such a large laboratory come from?

"It may be that the backup motor was triggered automatically." Chen Li said.

Smoker shook his head, "How big is the motor to drive such a large site."

Chen Li knew that the smoking gun was right, even if it was a spare motor in a large factory, the power supply that could load it was only the amount used at this level.

From top to bottom, Wen Liuzhi's laboratory did not show a decline in energy consumption. Compared with the closed central city, it was a completely different world.

Chen Li suddenly had an idea, "Lao Yan, there is electricity and food here, which can save many lives."

Smoker froze for a moment, "You mean..."

"Open the door and let in those who need it."

Smoker frowned slightly, "I understand what you mean, but they will probably destroy this place... those cultivation areas, those plants."

Chen Li shook his head, "Old Yan, I think most people know about shame and gratitude."

The smoking gun looked serious, "Have you thought about it? The most docile bird will peck off its own beak when it is fighting, and the consequences of opening this place may be far more serious than freezing for a few days."

"Today during the power supply period from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], I will publish this information in the comment section of "The Mystery of the Death of a Female Scientist," Chen Li said after a pause, "The opening is very small, and at the same time, they will Understand that we must respect this place, plus the two of us guarding it."

"Old Yan, is this okay?" Chen Li asked Smoker for advice.

Yan Qiang sighed, "You are such a good person, why doesn't God know how to feel sorry for you?"

Chen Li laughed, "This is not the archangel who sent you to my side to show off."

"What kind of flamboyance, where did the flamboyance come from?" Smoker couldn't help laughing angrily.

Chen Li pursed his lips, "Anyway, I'm complimenting you, just accept it, and stop talking nonsense."

The two tinkered in Wen Liuzhi's laboratory for a while before covering the protective cover of the cultivation area to ensure that the fragile plants would not be harmed.

Even though such a seemingly comprehensive plan was put forward, Chen Li still felt agitated in his heart.

He has seen too many crazy people in desperate situations, and he doesn't have enough confidence to control so many people in desperate situations.

He also knew that his channel of dissemination was very narrow, and he might not be able to save many people.

But there's only so much he can do.

However, what he saw in the next six days far exceeded Chen Li's imagination.