mayfly era

"This is... three-dimensional printing, right?" Smoker also looked at a loss.

Chen Li walked around to the other side, carefully observed with a flashlight, "What are you printing out for, to be the emperor?"

"Being the emperor here?" Smoker thought it was funny.

"You can drink the freshest sewage every day."

Chen Li recorded this weird "altar" with night vision goggles, and the data from the night vision goggles will be automatically transmitted back to the "Master Brain" database.

"Search separately to see if there is a material pool. If it is [-]D printing, it is impossible to have a material pool." Chen Li said to the smoking gun.

"Okay, stay safe."

The dungeon has the sound of water flowing in the pipes at all times, and this sound is very difficult to concentrate.

Smoker seldom dives into dungeons, so his anti-interference ability is weaker in this respect. He unconsciously held the handle of the gun tightly and walked forward cautiously along the wall.

Suddenly he felt something pressed against his lower back, it seemed to be the barrel of a gun, his instinctive reaction made him twist his waist, and dodged the moment the opponent pulled the trigger.

The bullet should have scraped his clothes at most, but this turned out to be a primitive fire/gun, and the moment it was fired from the muzzle, it exploded into countless hot smoke and dust!

Severe pain came from the side of the waist. In the dark, with years of combat experience, the smoker quickly removed the gun from the opponent's hand at the moment of being hit, and put his barrel on the man's chest. on the throat.

In the night vision glasses, the face of the assailant suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, like a skeleton, with its mouth wide open, and its eye circles dark and sunken, as if it was laughing or crying.

Looking at such a face, Yan Qiang suddenly felt that he couldn't ask a word.

Chen Yue rushed over quickly. He took a look at the situation and said nothing. He first used a bandage to help the smoking gun to bandage the wound, then took out an injection from the equipment bag and injected it into the refugee who had suddenly attacked.

The refugee's emaciated body suddenly collapsed on the ground as if falling apart, his eyes kept turning up and down, and after about half a minute, he opened his eyes, opened his mouth again, and spun his tongue in the mouth for half a minute.

"After being cleared of the brain, the language function was lost." Chen Li said.

"He can touch and fuck me so quietly, it doesn't look like he doesn't remember anything."

"Do you still remember that I told you that ten years ago, there was a group of soldiers who won the battle but disappeared on the way back?"

"what do you mean?"

"Last time I also met such a person, who was just as insane as him, but surprisingly skilled. I checked the information, and the movement trajectory of that group of soldiers disappeared at the edge of the central city."

"Good fellow, he can be exiled even if he has done meritorious deeds. Those people are really nothing," Yan Qiang grinned and clutched his left waist, "Then what should he do? Just put it here?"

Chen Li said lightly, "Otherwise, you want to carry him out?"

Yan Qiang had no choice but to follow Chen Li and move on.

"Go back to the base first. If you are injured, you can't stay in the dungeon. Let alone attracting bugs, you can drink a pot of polluted gas here." Chen Yue said.

Chen Li opened the way in front, and the smoking gun followed behind. There was no attack along the way, and there was a locked door after walking about 100 meters.

This kind of locked door can hardly be seen as a door visually. In addition to the 20-story alarm line, the possibility of trying to escape from the dungeon is almost zero.

But the refugees still broke through the locked door several times and climbed to the ground, their desire for light made them burst out with unimaginable strength.But more often they will find ways to get into the subway, which is one of the reasons why the subway is now reduced to a low-level means of transportation.

After returning to the base, the black soul yawned and called them into the infirmary.

"Fuck, what age is this gun?" Black Soul looked at the gun's wound in surprise, and couldn't help gloating, "Old Yan, I never thought that one day you would fall on such an old-fashioned gun!"

"Don't say it, you told me to be safe, and when I turned around, I was knocked down." Chen Li leaned on the medicine cabinet beside him and chimed in. They had a fine tradition of catching wounded soldiers and making fun of them.

"Shut up both of you." The smoking gun lit a cigarette and smoked it irritably.

"I'll take a look at the images collected today." Chen Li glanced at the time. It was 02:30 in the morning. It would be better to notify the boss first for such important data.

He returned to the main brain room, entered the password, unlocked the iris lock and the gene lock, and searched for files in the data recording area of ​​the night vision glasses, and the screen gave a feedback—"empty".

He tried a few more times, and not only his own, but also the smoking gun's had no data.There is no trace of artificial deletion in the entire database.

How is this going?Chen Li couldn't help becoming irritable.He leaned on the console and connected to the private channel of He Yangun, "Old Yan, the night vision goggles didn't upload data today, have you turned on the night vision goggles data recording underground?"

"opened."

"The Mastermind has no records."

"Typhoid said before that there is radio interference underground... Could it really be that there is such a strong radio interference that it can directly block the signal of the glasses?"

"This is not within the scope of my technical ability." Chen Li said.

"Is there any trace of deletion?"

"No, if it's true that no one has touched the data, or the person who deleted the data has higher authority than me."

"Report it to the boss first."

"receive."

Chen Yue faintly felt that things were much more complicated than expected, and this anxiety made his scalp tingle.The brain began to be out of control, integrating all the information on its own, trying to produce a reasonable result, but it got stuck in the middle, leaving only a huge blank.

When he returned to the infirmary in a daze, the black soul had already left.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and smoking a pipe, is this his first pipe or box of the day?

What a smoker, it is estimated that the salary is contributed to the tobacco company.

Chen Li walked over, took off the equipment bag on his waist and threw it on the ground, pushed the bong aside, and occupied the treatment bed.He was very tired, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. Various things happened one after another in the past two days, and he felt a headache. He wondered if the old problem was at work again.

"Did the boss reply?" asked the smoker.

"No."

"Take a sip?" The bong held a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers and stretched it out in front of Chen Li.

"En." Chen Yue came to his hand, took a puff, held it for a while, the smoke rolled out of his mouth, blurring his face.

"Sweet? Coconut flavor."

"I didn't taste it." Chen Li shook his head.

Yan Qiang suddenly reached out and lifted Chen Li's shirt, and saw several scars—electrical injury, a routine punishment, neither serious nor light, if you make a mistake, you should be punished, there is nothing to criticize.

Chen Li didn't bother to stop his rude behavior, after all, they were too familiar, and sometimes even looked like the same person.

"Does it hurt?" The smoking gun touched the contiguous wounds, and the severe parts were rolled up and glued together, turning into hard blood-red cracks, like glue art paintings.

"When did you become so sentimental." Chen Li's tone was a little mocking.

"Maybe you have been away from the battlefield for too long."

"Then ask the boss to send you to the south, and the conscription advertisements have been pasted at the door of my shop."

"You accompany me and I will go."

Chen Li was silent, and after a while, he opened his mouth and said slowly, "It's good that we both died on the battlefield."

The smoker breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyebrows slightly, took out a new cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

This was the fourth cigarette that Chen Li watched him light, and it was not at this frequency in the past. He knew that the bong was annoying, but he didn't know what it was about.

The war they participated in was the bloodiest war in the past 30 years. In the era of global agreement to end the weapons of destruction, the war lasted for five years and nearly 100 million people died.The army of this country was defeated several times under the strong attack power of the enemy. Four of the thirteen generals lost at the front line, and more than half of the elite soldiers were damaged.

G can only hire free corps as scouts in the world, but even if a high reward was offered at that time, very few corps responded.

In the end, their boss took over the business, and all of them set foot on the battlefield. 36 people completed forty "beheading operations" - this is a legendary number, which can be called the difficulty of "beheading operations" The coefficient must be top-notch, and the remuneration is also top-notch.

They used their domineering strength to cut off the enemy's continuous attack chain and helped the country win the protracted war.In exchange for not only a lot of money, but also G's promise to become G's non-staff staff.

In the arena, this is called "recruiting security", and there are mixed reviews.

In order to complete these forty beheading operations, they also paid a great price, death, disability, stress disorder, etc... Each of them has experienced the process of crawling out of hell, and some of them ended up staying in the In hell.

"At that time, you were so powerful and majestic, you were ignored by the whole world." The voice of the smoking gun sounded a little trance.

"I am the same now." Chen Yue said lightly.

The bong smoked his cigarette and smiled, "Yes, we are doing the same now."

"What do you think of the dungeon coming out?" Chen Li asked.

Smoker shook his head, "I have a bad feeling."

"Ten years ago, General Chen Ming predicted that human beings would soon enter the era of mayflies." Chen Li's eyes were calm, even indifferent, but his tone was a little dry when he mentioned the name.

Without pausing, he continued, "She hung up before explaining, so people have different opinions about the Mayfly Age."

The bong lit another cigarette, and the smoke made his eyes seem to get deeper. He blew on the smoke and said slowly, "Mayfly, life and death, what do you think?"

"The theory of the world is nothing more than that resources are exhausted, wars are frequent, the environment is deteriorating, and it is more difficult for human beings to survive... But I think that the so-called era of mayflies means that species with longer lifespans will come to the earth, far exceeding the lifespan of humans. Compared with it, Humans are like mayflies."

"I guess not to come, but to be found."

"Like the legendary dragon." Chen Li suddenly smiled, but his smile was actually a little bit cute.

"Why, have you imagined that you are slaying a dragon?"

"Slaying the dragon sounds quite simple."

Smoker was silent for a while, and suddenly asked Chen Li, "If you had to choose again, would you still go to the battlefield?"

Chen Li turned to look at him, his eyes were dark and still, like a lake in the middle of the night, he replied without hesitation, "Yes."

"why?"

"Why don't you go to the battlefield? Have a baby?" He seemed to no longer feel the pain of the past, so he could blurt out so casually.

"You still..." The words suddenly stuck in his throat, and he couldn't continue talking. He was worried that his recklessness would hurt Chen Yue, even though Chen Yue seemed too invincible.

His nickname is Shengdao, which translates to "a living knife" in adult words. The knife is already terrible, let alone a living knife. Chen Li is the king of their melee combat.

Chen Li was indifferent, "It's all cut off if you can't use it."

Smoking was stunned, and suddenly he jumped off the treatment bed and rushed to the bathroom.Chen Li was taken aback, and quickly chased after him. After seeing the condition of the pipe, he looked helpless, leaning against the edge of the sink and watching the pipe vomit in a daze.

"As for it?" Chen Li casually patted the pipe on the back, "Does that make you sick?"

After vomiting for a long time, the pipe slowly straightened up. His eyes were red and his skin was fair, so he looked even redder, as if he was about to bleed.

He took a bottle of cleansing mist, and instead of spraying it, he unscrewed the cap and drank half of the bottle in one breath. The chemical turned into a large amount of cleansing foam in his mouth, and he started to spit bubbles as soon as he opened his mouth to speak. When to laugh or not to laugh.

Smoker still felt nauseous, and he took a few mouthfuls by the pool to feel relieved. He luxuriously flushed his mouth with water for a while, and there were bubbles in it, and even the sour cleansing liquid smelled in his nasal cavity.

In this era, there are not many houses that can freely use water, and more people are used to using cleaning sprays - human beings have long been disciplined to use as few resources as possible.

"No... hey... I, I don't know." Smoker rubbed his stiff cheeks, shock and sadness mixed on his face, making his expression extremely painful.

"I thought you knew." Chen Li said calmly.

"At that time, I should have pushed the crow's seat..."

"When I started on this road, I knew there would be such a day," Chen Li patted the shoulder of Smoker, "You want to protect me? No, then I would rather die."

Smoker subconsciously shook his head, then he rubbed his face with a depressed expression.

Chen Li sighed, stretched out his hand to hold the pipes in his arms, like stroking a big dog, and rubbed the silver-white hair of several pipes.

He was thin and tall, with firm and powerful arms. No one could tell that he had suffered near-death injuries, was tortured to the point where his body was shattered, had undergone major operations again and again, and phantom pain had tormented him for three full years.

It took three years for him to escape from this difficult situation and live like a normal person.From the moment he opened his eyes, the big silver-haired dog circled around him, making him dizzy and at ease.

Yan Qiang hugged Chen Li back, and buried his face in Chen Li's shoulder.

They've spent too many days relying on each other to survive.Sometimes it is even like one person, symbiotic, cuddling, trusting each other, fighting back to back, and sharing an energy bar at the last moment.

"Your wound is open again, Wild Dog." Blood began to ooze from Smoker's waist again, and he suddenly remembered Smoker's previous nickname, "Wild Dog".

The boss often scolds the smoking gun as a dog temper. They used to call the smoking gun a wild dog, and it was even his nickname at one time, but a top gunman and one of the four gun kings in continent A, the name wild dog sounds too much. I have passed miscellaneous fish, so the boss took the lead and no longer called this name.

"I'll glue it on too."

"Let's do this if the bleeding doesn't stop tomorrow." Chen Li nodded seriously.

Back in the treatment room, Chen Li stood at the door but didn't go in. The smoking gun looked at him suspiciously.

"Let's go, go back to the confinement room to sleep." Chen Li said.

"Nonsense, you listen to him! What if you have passed the punishment!" After finishing speaking, he dragged Chen Yue in, and each of them had a treatment bed—more sleepy than his own bed.

Smoker will pray briefly before going to bed, and he wears a small idol around his neck, which is said to be the creator god.

Chen Li doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, so it's rare to ask him what he prayed to the gods.

"I told him that my brother's life is hard, so let him cover it up more in the future." Smoker said.

"You don't need to ask him, my life is hard." Chen Li's eyes were very dark, like an abyss, and like a lake, as deep and bottomless.

Yan Qiang closed his eyes, listening to Chen Li's long breathing, he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

He is not lethargic, and is prone to insomnia. It is an extravagant wish to sleep peacefully for two or three hours a day without dreams.Even when he was asleep, he would have the same dream over and over again.

He dreamed that he was lying on a pale hospital bed, with countless catheters inserted into his body, and the large instrument beside the bed flashed green and blue dots and lines.

I don't know when this dream started, and I will dream again every once in a while.He felt like a particle floating in the air, overlooking his other self on the hospital bed. He couldn't feel the pain of the disease, but he looked at himself in pain.

This feeling is wonderful and weird.