Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

Interstellar/06

The dark side of the universe is a big spicy chicken.

Do you hear me, boss, you are a hot chicken!

When I was caught between two sides of bread, I raised my gun to fight back, and at the same time I did not forget to raise my fingers to express my true feelings for the dark side of the universe.

According to my calling for help, half an hour has passed without any response.

That's what a boss is.

When employees really need them, they will disappear without a trace in this world like a sudden superpower.

When employees don't need them, they will come out of an unknown space in a mean way and put forward all kinds of needs.

They exist and do not exist, have duality, yes, Schrödinger's boss.

Only when the street lights are suspended, their existence will be completely stable.

Hee hee, hanging street lights.

I finally couldn't run anymore, and leaned against the door of the captain's room to rest. With the three-way war, countless internal facilities of the starship were destroyed, and there was a lack of crew. I couldn't drive a starship by myself, even with the assistance of an artificial intelligence system. .

Come on, don't run away.

I looked down at the laser/light/gun in my hand, the energy was exhausted, and I was repeatedly reminded to replace the energy block.

Along the way, I saw a lot of corpses and blood. The fanatics of the Rose Legion naturally deserved to die, but the ordinary crew members who were hired were not able to escape.

In fact, when they accepted the high-paying employment of the "Obsidian", they were destined to embark on a journey of death.Even if this mission is successfully completed, the Army of the Roses will not leave any insiders, and they will all be wiped out.

The mouthful spies approached me step by step with slow but steady steps.The protective clothing on his body was torn to pieces, revealing a large area of ​​skin... and the countless mouths on it, all of which completed the same weird smile arc.

They call my name intermittently, like a ghost.

"Sanin, Sanin, Sanin, Sanin..."

I rolled my eyes, and out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of my other self running up wielding an ax, with an ecstatic expression on his face.

Mr. Lu Xun is right, the sorrows and joys of human beings are not connected, even our own sorrows and joys are not connected.

"I" was so happy, but I just felt noisy.

Tired, bored, destroyed.

I closed my eyes and leaned wearily against the metal wall, the cold seeped into my skin, bringing a trace of clarity.

As the two monsters approached, my mood became more peaceful and stable, as if I had already escaped from the real situation, ascended to a higher level, and calmly looked down on all this.

At that moment, a cognition suddenly flashed in my mind.

The evil god who drives "I" is not the same as the evil god who drives the spies. They have different auras, and they all seem to be restricted by some kind of restriction. They cannot use their full strength and can only drive their own puppets to work.

God knows how I know this, but I just do.

At the same time, I vaguely feel that I have a way to kill...or restrain them.

That's why they are afraid of me, that's why they are chasing after me.

My wrist was burning, and my whole body was empty, and I made the next action completely by instinct.

A strangely powerful force surged into the wrist, and a strangely shaped spear appeared in the palm of his hand.It doesn't even need to be driven, and the moment it catches two monsters, it flies out like an arrow from the string.

Ah, directional guidance.

An indescribable brilliance, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, pierced through the spy's chest, completely cutting off the control of the evil god.

The next moment, the tattered puppet could no longer support it, and slowly fell backwards, with all its mouths closed, turning into rotten flesh.

So how long has he been dead?It's all rotten.

The spear/spear returned to my hand, and the smile of "I" on the opposite side remained unchanged. The other party knew very well that if I killed him, it would be equivalent to killing myself.

That is a creation of my dreams, that is the weakness of my soul.

The spear/spear trembled slightly and let out a long, deep moan, as if urging me not to hesitate any longer.

Well... I lowered my eyes, then curled up the corners of my mouth, and threw the long/spear violently.

I didn't kill him, I just cut myself in half.

At least walk away.

Although this means losing half of the soul and losing the awakened psionic energy.

But in this way, the unknown pollution left by the evil god will be trapped on the other "I", and he will be trapped in San Buta No. 16.

Losing psychic power is also good. The more powerful the psychic is, the easier it is to sense the weirdness in the universe, and it is easy to die very rhythmically.

I took the small transport ship parked at the port, set the coordinates, and launched to the outside of the star field.

Outside the cabin is the eternal dark universe.

The supply of the small transport ship is limited, and the jumping device is damaged. If I can't sail out of the Beta-289 galaxy smoothly, I will only have a dead end.

In order to save energy and reduce the sense of presence, I took the initiative to sleep in the dormancy cabin.

Maybe I haven't left the realm of the evil dream god, and I started dreaming in the boundless darkness again.

There is an endless starry sky in front of you, and a dying earth under your feet.

"I've never seen you." A strange female voice came from next to my ear, with a little curiosity, "I'm sorry, we didn't mean to disturb you, it's just... are you really from the 21st century?"

I turned my head and saw a dark-skinned woman and a strong man with beards.

"Jenny, Sergey?" I looked at the nameplates on their chests and asked softly.

"Sanin? So you are from the second district?"

When the earth is going to perish, when all life is gone, national borders lose their meaning. The United Nations integrates global resources, and finally forms seven districts in the space station. China Second District is our current name.

"Well," I responded casually, and felt that I shouldn't be so cold, and added with a smile, "Yes, I am from the second district of China, and I am also from the 21st century. I was terminally ill back then, so I participated in the 'Future Project' Plan', just woken up a month ago."

The Future Engineering Program is one of the greatest scientific programs in the 21st century, and [-] terminally ill patients around the world have voluntarily participated in it.

Unlike ordinary freezing, in this experiment, except for some important organs, most of the bodies of the participants were transformed into machines.

Artificial heart, artificial blood vessel, artificial lung... These organ problems have been overcome one by one, only the brain cannot be replaced artificially.That's why there is a "future engineering plan", and scientists place their hopes on future technology.

"You are really lucky to be awakened." Sergey's voice was deep and rough.

I smiled: "Yes, I'm lucky."

Freezing the brain for a long time will cause irreversible damage. Even if all participants have been injected with special drugs, when they are thawed one after another, the brain tissue of most people becomes like frozen tofu, but they are still "alive" ".

Because the mechanical heart didn't stop beating, the artificial blood vessels were still delivering energy substances.

It is said that the people who were finally successfully awakened are only in the ten digits, and I am one of them.

"Fortunately, the volunteers of the Future Engineering Program were sent to the Eden space station ahead of schedule to avoid the mass extinction of the earth." Jenny said with emotion, her expression could not hide her depression.

Earth mass extinction.

I lowered my eyes and remembered the records in the history books. July 2156, 7 AD was a seemingly ordinary day. No one realized what was wrong. Only a woman with a strange condition was admitted to the Queens Medical Center in New York, USA. Patient Lily Carter.

Lily Carter is a kindergarten teacher. Her life was equally ordinary. The night before she was sent to the hospital, she ate a piece of suspected expired pizza. She began to have abdominal pain at noon the next day, and dark gray rose marks spread all over her body. There was severe pain, like burning.

At that time, Queens Medical Center did not take it too seriously. They were just ordinary hospitals. If they really encountered intractable diseases, they would recommend patients to transfer to more professional medical institutions.

After the doctor gave Lily regular gastroenteritis medication, the kindergarten teacher's condition improved and her pain eased.Everyone didn't take this case seriously, and no one realized that the end of the world would start from this moment.

In the early morning of July 7, Lily's condition suddenly deteriorated, and she died wailing, sedatives and painkillers did not work at all.The hospital began to realize the problem. After a professional autopsy, it was found that Lily's internal organs were burnt, as if she had been burned alive, but there were no burn marks on the epidermis, except for the rosette marks all over her body.

So far, although this case is weird, it is not enough to cause panic, because Lily is just a case.

On July 7, several medical institutions in New York, USA, admitted 13 patients who kept crying. Their skin was covered with dark gray rose spots.

On July 7, 14 new cases died. On the same day, 11 new patients with "Rose Burning Syndrome" were added in New York, and all died the next day.

The American medical establishment immediately realized that they were dealing with a plague of strange symptoms, and at the same time, the focus of the world's news began to gather.

On July 7, the World Health Organization issued the highest level of infectious disease warning, but it was too late. The plague was like a spark falling in an oil depot, detonating a large number of patients in an instant.

According to biological theory, the more lethal a disease is, the less transmissible it is. For example, E. Bora, which is famous in ancient and modern times, is simply a small expert in destroying villages.But because the host died too fast, it was too late to spread.

But "rose burning disease" is a damn exception, although the patient dies in a day, it continues to spread.Medical experts realize that this does not work according to the principles of transmission unless...unless...

The source of infection has not been controlled, and new patient zero is constantly being created.

Human beings have adopted the strongest preventive measures in history, and scientists have tried their best to study the disease, but none of them have significant effects.

Worst of all, in October, roseburn begins to appear in animals and plants.

Another phenomenon that defies common sense in biology, but it happened.

People hid in ancient closed shelters and cut off all contact with the outside world, barely controlling the situation.However, with the death of a large number of animals and plants, the surviving humans have to face a reality: they will lose their survival resources.

When the time came to 2157, the scientist William Manchell made a new discovery that rose burning disease is not an infectious disease in the biological sense, but an environmental disease. Long-term contact with it will lead to the death of various organisms.

The reason why the closed refuge can delay the onset of the disease is because these underground buildings were built decades ago, and this substance does not exist in the air, and the timely closure can prevent the further spread of rose burning disease.

So, here comes the question, there is absolutely no way to survive on the earth, where will human beings go.

Fortunately, more than 70 years after I was frozen, the world's aerospace technology has reached a new height.

In February 2098, the huge Eden Space Station was built, capable of supporting 2+ people living in the space station at the same time. In October of the same year, 10,000 experimental subjects of the future planning project were transferred to the space station for preservation.

In fact, over the past 50 years, more than 1 staff members have successively moved to the space station, and none of them suffered from rose burning syndrome.The Eden space station has signed agreements with various national academies of sciences, and has conducted thousands of experiments, including raising cattle and sheep in space, growing food, and so on.

In other words, Eden Space Station is completely self-sufficient, equivalent to a space city.

It is strange to say that when patients with rose burning syndrome come to space, they immediately cease to attack, as if a volcano goes dormant.

As a result, the Eden space station has become the only hope for human survival.

But not everyone can enter this "Garden of Eden". It is not a problem of space, but a lack of resources. The space station can support up to 20 people.

It was the heaviest and most painful page in the history book of mankind. Even after more than 200 years, it still makes the latecomers feel terrified.

With 200 years of reproduction, despite various transformations, Eden Space Station still faces the problem of population increase and insufficient resources.In order to save energy, some useless experiments were discarded, such as the [-] experimental subjects in the "Future Project".

After 300 years of hard research and development, my terminal illness is no longer a problem.

They are very happy with the cyborgs, a technology that has never been fully conquered due to the high mortality rate and limited space station resources.But think about it, everyone is a robot, so they won't be infected by rose burning disease, maybe they can return to the earth one day?

Everyone thinks I'm lucky.

The lucky ones among the [-] volunteers, the lucky ones who escaped the mass extinction of the earth...but no one understands my feelings.

I stared at the dark and ancient universe with an indifferent and silent expression.

If I were to choose to be together again, I would rather die in the early summer of 2022, surrounded by relatives, in the quiet summer wind, and fall into eternal sleep.

The next moment, I woke up from the dream, but I suddenly forgot what I dreamed of, only the abnormally sharp alarm sound in my ears.

Tsk, my brain hurts.

The transport ship was locked by a certain starship, and the artificial intelligence system woke me up in advance.

Wait, where did the artificial intelligence system come from on the transport ship?

I froze for a moment, not daring to say anything: "Harry III? Sanbuta No. 16 core system?"

"Honorable administrator, the small transport ship BX629 is locked. During the information retrieval, the identity of the other party is predicted: interstellar pirate, correct rate: 87%, I suggest you take action immediately."

No, wait a minute, tell me first, how did you come here? !

Yaoshou, isn't this artificial intelligence also mutated by the influence of the evil god?

Beta-289 is a scary place.