Boyfriend Development Program

There is a prophecy that speaks of two Last Day survivors, the Sons of Gallifrey, locked in a duel with each other.

"When he strikes four", the last time lord in the universe, Doctor will fall at the end of time.

Seventeen months ago, Ood had a glimpse of the time leak.

They tell the Doctor that darkness is coming, that time is coming to an end, and that his "looks around"... are inevitable.

The Doctor asks if the prophecy could have come true without his participation.

"As long as you can completely escape seventeen months."

Ood's voice was soft, his eyes sympathetic.

Three days later, the Doctor stripped off the part of himself that belonged to the "Time Lord" and became completely human.

"Seventeen months... In the end, I still haven't escaped." The Doctor licked his teeth, and found that it hadn't changed because of his identity, and muttered something in his mouth, "Well, in fact, it's too late A few days, but never mind, it's still the end of time in our sense."

"The end of time? What's that?" John interrupted the Doctor's soliloquy suspiciously.He glanced around and found nothing suspicious, "Aren't we going to find the Master?"

The Doctor also followed John's gaze to look around: the streets of London are as bustling as ever, the shops are still decorated with lights and festoons, the couples are laughing and laughing, and the businessmen are passing by with expressionless faces...enjoy the peace (after all, the previous games The machine is nothing more than the "advance force"), and they don't realize that the darkness is coming.

"Oh! That's right, Master!" He stood still on the street, pulling on his windbreaker that was a little messed up by the cold wind.

John looked strangely at the Doctor who suddenly began to sniff vigorously, and hesitated for a moment whether to tell him that he looked like a dog: "Uh, what are you doing?... Are you hungry?" He hesitated and gave the last There are possible guesses.

Sherlock finally couldn't stand his good doctor's dullness, and pointed out the facts with a deadpan face: "He's looking for someone, no doubt about it."

"Who?" Jack approached curiously.

The curly-haired man cast a cold look at Jack, who pretended to be ignorant, without any interest in making a conversation.

In the end, the Doctor answered the doubt: "The Master is there."

John was shocked, the direction the Doctor was pointing at was Downing Street! —Could it really be that Saxon!

"Oh, so it's the Master." Jack suddenly realized, and soon muttered again, "By the way, isn't the Master always in Downing Street, why do you want to look for it?"

Hearing this, Sam, who hugged the game console tightly, whispered: "Idiot!"

……

Two and 10 minutes later, No. 10 Downing Street.

A man in a black suit sat on a chair purposely placed in the center of the hall.

"One, two, three, four, five." The man stood up with a smile on his face, his fingers slid around the crowd, and finally landed on the Doctor,—the only thing left in his eyes was the Doctor, his enemy, his... …"Since when did you also need to win by numbers? Is the long time travel depleting your talent? Or the loneliness of being alone?"

The Doctor's face was calm, and he stared intently at the Master: "When traveling alone, I have been thinking about a problem."

"What is it?" The Master looked quite curious.

"Why did we become enemies?" The Doctor's tone was as calm as before. From John's perspective, he could only see the man's gentle side face carved by time. For some reason, John's heart suddenly felt a little sad——he was a little confused Because of this sudden emotional shock.

"Remember your father's ranch? There were patches of red grass all over the sky, all over the slopes of Doom Mountain, and golden rivers along the banks of which we used to run, run, and laugh all day long , screaming towards the sky, as if this is the most pleasant thing..."

The Doctor's words continued, and those calm eyes gradually changed, nostalgia, joy, sadness...John clearly saw many emotions flowing, until the Master angrily interrupted his possible reminiscence—

"enough!"

The Doctor didn't say any more, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had returned to his usual tranquility.

"I was told a prophecy," he said, "when we face each other, time will end."

"You asked me when it started." Master muttered to himself. After being obviously angry, he began to immerse himself in reminiscing about the past, "It probably started when I was eight years old. I was in the gap of the real structure I can hear the sound of drums, one, two, three, four, one, two, three, four..." Accompanied by the powerful rhythm, the Master's trance face gradually distorted. He looked at the Doctor and asked in a low voice: "It hurts so much, Do you hear those voices, louder than ever?"

"Sorry." The Doctor replied in a low voice.

"Why can't you hear it? Listen carefully! One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four..."

"I'm sorry." After a long silence, the Doctor said.

The Master looked at the Doctor as if he were looking at a stranger.

"Why can't you hear me, why..."

The man just looked at the Doctor, and then his face changed from distorted to ferocious, and finally he clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "I understand! You can't hear it because the voice is not loud enough. One person is not enough, and the sound that sounded in the minds of 60 billion people at the same time The sound of the drum... the sound of the drum is amplified 60 billion times, you can definitely hear it!"

"What are you going to do?" The Doctor suddenly had a very ominous premonition.

Master smiled slightly, and took out something from his bosom.

"Game console!" Sherlock said through gritted teeth.

John tugged at the sleeve of the curly-haired man, signaling him not to interrupt, and to wait and see what happened.

"Target: 60 billion people. Change!" As the Master muttered, the game console emitted a dazzling white light, centered on itself, and radiated in all directions, covering the entire earth in a short while!

This process lasted for about 5 minutes, until the white light faded, and everyone was able to open their eyes.

"What happened?" Jack frowned, staring at the original staff and the current Masters in the hall, "Why did everyone become Masters?"

Sherlock seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed, he rushed to the gate and looked around, his eyes flickered for a while before striding back to the distance: "He said 60 billion people, I'm afraid everyone has become Master."

"What?!" John gasped.

Ianto hesitated for a while: "Then why haven't we changed?"

"Game console." The Doctor said in a deep voice, "We have a 'mother machine' here, and the game console in Master's hand cannot affect us."

Sherlock glanced at John, who was still confused, and added, "Oh, he was talking about you."

John: "..."

"Doctor, listen, one, two, three, four, one, two, three, four..." The Master's frantic face was full of hope, "The drums, the never-ending drums, are louder than ever, did you hear that?"

Following the man's words, all the "Masters" present shook their heads rhythmically, and faintly recognizable drum sounds could be heard in the sky, one, two, three, four, one, two, three, four...

"Brilliant!" Sherlock's eyes sparkled, and he was not stingy with his praise, "You're a genius!"

John twitched the corners of his mouth, and tugged on Sherlock's sleeve again in obscurity.

"Is this the drumbeat in your head?" Doctor's tone was a bit difficult.

"That's the drumbeat in my head." The Master smiled instead, looking innocent.

One two three four, one two three four...

The sound became louder and louder, accompanied by the frantic shaking of the heads of hundreds of millions of people, and finally became deafening.

"No, the sound of the drum is weird!" Suddenly, the Doctor's expression changed, and he looked up at the sky, feeling that all this was very strange.

After pondering for a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his face became more and more embarrassing: "This is the bond of time and space!"

"Stop it, Master!" He rushed to the Master, shaking his shoulder vigorously, "This drum sound is so far away, it doesn't come from your brain at all, it comes from the end of time!"

"The end of time?" All the Masters stopped shaking their heads and asked in unison, "You mean the prophecy you brought?"

"Yes! These drums are a link, connecting a certain point of darkness." The Doctor looked at the sky solemnly, as if he wanted to see the deepest part of the universe through the blue sky, "very dark, very old, Forgotten by time..."

Master had a joyful smile on his face: "Then increase the signal and measure the source!"

Doctor's expression changed, and he wanted to stop it, but it was a step too late: the heads of 60 billion people shook even more frantically, swish, swish, swish, and the drums became more urgent, one two three Four, one two three four.

The game console in the Master's hand is shining brightly, even more than before!

"There is something to return, why don't you listen to me?" In the uniform shaking of the head, Doctor's voice seemed hopeless and sad.

shhhhhhhhh...

one two three four……

"We're connected!"

The Master suddenly opened his eyes and laughed wildly!

In the next second, a white passage suddenly appeared on the wall on the right side of the hall, and a group of men in red robes faintly appeared inside!

——"Gallifrey Starman!"

The man in the lead looked around with a satisfied smile on his face.

He announced loudly to everyone in the mansion: "Gallifrey is coming to Earth!"

"Your Excellency the President!" Master's face was in a daze.