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After staying for less than a week, Lu Ting already had the realization that it is not surprising that anything happened on this land.His main job these days is actually nothing unusual, just staying in the egg-shaped studio, cracking and screening a large number of encrypted files with Deng Mochi, intending to find more evidence of the immigration plan, which is related to the more than 100 million people whereabouts and survival.

The rest of the time is nothing more than cooking, watching the unpredictable weather over the plateau, and spending the night in the same bed after an exhausting day.Deng Mochi will not take the initiative to hug Lu Ting, but every morning when he wakes up, Lu Ting is in his arms.

"How many points have I got so far?" Lu Ting likes to put his arms around his neck before the start of a new day, and calculate the value of the previous points, as if this can cheer him up for the next ten or so busy hours .

Deng Mochi will always think carefully and give the highest score within a reasonable range.

Beyond that, though, life in this film oasis isn't as peaceful as it might be.Weird things happen almost every day. Lu Ting has seen a shepherd who took off his right hand and replaced it with a steel comb for sheep. He has seen flowing clouds that are refracted into light green. The giant spider, the transparent gecko, the sick horse with eyes as big as a fist, all of them came from the world outside the film, and they mutated due to radiation pollution and other reasons. They were brought back by some little green men, and they were housed here as a curiosity with the permission of the prophet. .

Therefore, there is one word that can sum up Lu Ting's current state of mind - no surprise.

Including once again, when a person's words and deeds have changed drastically in front of him, and he is like an upper body, he can also make a rational judgment. This is the ghost of the prophet.

He was sitting in a fast food restaurant in town with two sodas and half an unfinished pizza on the table.Deng Mochi had just been notified that he was going to an accessories store on the next street to pick up the things he ordered. Lu Ting was waiting for him in the restaurant before the food was finished.

Displayed on the wall is the world's famous gossip channel, which is broadcasting comprehensive news.A middle-aged woman from the Metropolitan Special Administrative Region, dressed gracefully, cried in front of the camera, saying that the deputy speaker's dog bit her child.

Lu Ting remembered the dog.A chunky French bulldog with black spots on a white background. He has seen it since he was a puppy. He is about seven or eight years old now... He doesn't like to bark very much, but he was picked up by the deputy speaker's son, someone from Lu An. Old friend, feed it with live chickens every day, it is very wild.

The child's slender ankle was bitten to the bone, and it was enlarged and projected on the wall, which was shocking.

All Lu Ting could do was cross his hands and hold the soda glass full of water droplets.In the past, he might be able to investigate the situation clearly. If it was really bitten by the bulldog, he would of course have to teach the dog owner a lesson.Young, spoiled, impulsive, everyone is friends... This is a common saying in the past. When he couldn't bear it anymore, he would beat people until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and he knelt down to beg for mercy. In the end, he just came to the door to apologize Apologies for the trouble.

Who would refuse the apology from the youngest son of the president's family?So Lu Ting sometimes feels that he is quite shameless.But now he can't do anything anymore, he can only take a few glances like the other diners in this restaurant, and take a deep breath at most.Everything in the capital was isolated and so far away from him.

The next piece of news is very close to him.

The main character of the blackout incident that caused a lot of noise a few days ago - "Mysterious Man N", has been confirmed to have escaped from prison, and a global arrest warrant was issued at [-] o'clock this morning.The report has been delayed for so long. It can be seen that the government wanted to calm down the matter before, but it still couldn't find it until now, and finally got anxious.However, Lu Ting still didn't see any words related to himself. He searched for the news of his resignation on the Internet, and all he got was an explanation like "retirement due to illness".

face.he thinks.Sure enough, my father still couldn't let go of the word.What a disgrace to have such a defected child.

A waiter came to serve the dishes, put the scallion roast chicken on the table, and asked him what kind of sauce he wanted.

"Sweet pepper sauce." Lu Ting smiled at her.

The waiter put down the saucer, wiped his hands on the red apron, and suddenly lowered his head and sat opposite him, on the chair Deng Mochi was sitting on just now.When she raised her face again, her demeanor completely changed.

"Hello," Lu Ting said preemptively, "You are here again."

"You know me." The waiter smiled.

"Since last time, I have always believed that you will definitely appear again." Lu Ting took away the glass she was fiddling with in her hand and put it in front of her. It was Dun Mochi's unfinished drink, "But it's better than I thought A little late, Prophet."

"I thought you'd be scared?"

"Everyone here is under mental control. Except for Rinpoche and me, you can enter and exit everyone's brain at will, so you can appear at any time," Lu Ting took a sip of soda, "although it was a bit sudden, but still As expected."

"Well, well, that's it." The Prophet's tone was always slow and flat, "I have something to tell you. Come and find me here at four o'clock this afternoon."

At the same time, a map replaced the news, and was projected on the wall in a bright blue.Lu Ting recognized the red dot, which was the stone pile at the foot of the mountain that Deng Mochi went to alone when he just arrived here.

The rest of the people in the restaurant seemed to be under a curse. They were eating, drinking, and laughing just now, but now they all lowered their heads and put their hands behind their backs, as if in a confession position.

The Prophet probably didn't want them to see the map.

Lu Ting said: "If you have something to say, you can say it now."

Know first: "Alone."

Lu Ting opened his eyes innocently: "Isn't it the same now?"

Know first: "It's about Rinpoche, about his life experience, his mother. Before he comes back, we can't finish talking. I can lend you some old things from the past. If you need it, come to me on time."

Lu Ting nodded as a promise, and then the waiter passed out on the table, almost hitting the knife and fork on the pizza plate with his face.When Deng Mochi pushed the door back to the shop with a bag of parts, Lu Ting was holding her armpit with both hands, helping other waiters to drag her onto the stretcher.

"The Prophet just came." Lu Ting said as he pushed the soda cup back in front of Deng Mochi.

"I know."

"Do you have a feeling? Or... sense?" Lu Ting tore off a chicken leg and put it on a new plate for Deng Mochi.

"She wants to meet you alone," Dun Mochi asked back, "Are you going?"

"She said she wanted to talk to me about your mother and your life experience," Lu Ting lowered his eyelashes, "She actually used this as a bargaining chip."

"I have a lot of guesses about these things, but no one told me." Deng Mochi sniffed the plate of sweet pepper sauce lightly, and said, "No one knows except the prophet."

Lu Ting looked at him with a dull pain in his heart.About the mother, there should have been many soft impressions, but how could it always make them both sad.But could this be the bait for that old fox? Could it be a catch for me?Although I don't know where to provoke her to provoke her.The words were on his lips, but he couldn't say them now.

"I want to go," Lu Ting finally said, then raised his eyes, and asked a stupid question that even he didn't think was feasible, "Boss, will you come together?"

At four o'clock in the afternoon that day, Lu Ting walked into the end of the stone pile alone. There was really a cave hidden there, about a person and a half tall. When he got in, he found that there was a cave inside.The space is roughly in the shape of a trumpet. He walked from the root of the horn to the mouth of the horn. The light of the flashlight spread more and more widely, shining on the dark stone wall, and the temperature and humidity were also increasing.

The road came to an end when Lucy said that due to electromagnetic interference, the signal was about to be lost.

Lu Ting's hand holding the flashlight froze in the air, raised his face slightly, and looked at what he saw in front of him.A large fish tank is embedded in the stone, and the exposed glass surface is about five meters wide and three meters high.This is the description he can think of so far.

There is something in the fishbowl.

It is a person soaked in water, similar to the grayish-yellow turbid nutrient solution in a factory, it is difficult to be illuminated by the light, and there is also a catheter inserted in the spine, but the person is at least twice the size of an ordinary person, and his hair is like seaweed. Large groups are entangled all over the body, and the inserted tubes are all over the entire back—if that can still be called a back.

She is basically out of human form, but looks like some kind of aquatic animal from ancient times.

"Turn off the light." The voice was still female, as if it had never passed through water and glass, and echoed directly in the grotto layer by layer, reaching Lu Ting's ears, "I can't be exposed to visible light for a long time."

"Sorry." Lu Ting slid down the switch on the side of the flashlight.Without Lucy, without lights, he stood upright, facing the darkness.

"Actually speaking like this is very laborious for me," the Prophet said kindly, "If I enter your consciousness, then we don't have to bother you so much. You don't even need to come over, and we can finish our conversation lying on the bed. "

"Why don't you try?" Lu Ting calmed down and said with a smile, "I have night blindness, so I don't like drilling caves either."

"Because your consciousness is not open to me," Lu Ting vaguely felt the approach of the prophet with the sound of water fluctuations, "the 'human' side of you is too dominant."

"Okay. Anyway, I'm here anyway," Lu Ting boldly took another step forward, "I'm here to listen to the story. It's about Rinpoche."

"You don't usually call him that, do you?"

Lu Ting remained silent.

"You call him 'Deng Mochi', which is also his code name in the human world." The Prophet seemed to smile, "It's such a nostalgic name, my old partner."

Lu Ting suddenly recalled the withered corpse in LastShadow.

"You participated in the uprising that began in 2073."

"I am the counselor of the original owner of this name. Isn't this word outdated?" The prophet sighed, "And his wife."

Lu Ting was at a loss for a moment—he had suspected that the leader who crashed with the spaceship, that is, the husband of the prophet at this time, was Deng Mochi's father.

But the prophet... Could it be Deng Mochi's mother?

She's telling her own story?

Lu Ting didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"After the nuclear war, my whole body was dysfunctional, and I started to maintain my life like I am now," the prophet said again. "Fortunately, I have lived until now, and I have witnessed many things that you may not believe."

"You speak."

"For example, Rinpoche's mother, you are here to hear her story," the Prophet paused, and said slowly, "25 years ago, I met her a few times, she is a very beautiful Omega, Rinpoche looks like now It’s exactly the same as her back then. She’s a cyborg, and she’s the only one in the batch that has designed a complete fertility function. She worked in Erebus before the riots. You know, Omega during pregnancy is also a special hobby of some people.”

"..." Lu Ting let go of his previous doubts and understood something.

"Her serial number is BMD5K97. Later, she called herself Samuel," the Prophet was silent for a while. "We met because she was captured by the government army as a 'volunteer' and sent to Mars. There were only three in that batch." Omega survived, was locked up for experiments, and was rescued by us."

"You saved her?"

"Yes. Although my husband and I are natural persons, more than 95% of our comrades-in-arms, colleagues, and partners are artificial humans. Everything we did back then was to help friends who already possessed humanity Fight for equality," the Prophet said in a deep voice, "so we attacked that base and got those three Omegas out, and Samuel was pregnant and didn't remember what happened in space. So we helped her get plastic surgery and sent her back to Go to the place where artificial people live and watch her find a Beta who loves her. After waiting for fourteen months, her baby was born."

"Ten years later, she gave birth to two children for that Beta, but she also died due to dystocia," the prophet said again, "We recovered her body and stored it in the cold storage."

"So you mean that Rinpoche was conceived in outer space."

"This is Samuel's diary from that year." The wall of the tank suddenly lit up, some scans, some even written on clothes, the handwriting was scribbled, and the logic and timeline were quite confusing.

The main expressions are panic, fear, and suspicion of the father of the fetus in the womb.

So what does this prove in disguise?Could it be an alien creature that caused her pregnancy?Some mysterious civilizations may be higher than the evolution of the earth for hundreds of millions of years, perhaps green stones, hypnotism, nameless fire... There are also explanations in terms of traceability.

Excluding those horrors and cruelties, this is indeed a bit cool, Lu Ting thought nonchalantly, I might be in a relationship with a real "half-race".

I also had his child, if I stayed, would I also be fourteen months pregnant?

Are all aliens that good-looking?

Lu Ting knew that the more he pondered, the more outrageous he became, so he quickly stopped and asked, "I can understand that there may be indigenous life on Mars?"

"No, Mars is abandoned, it was a former jurisdiction."

"Jurisdiction area?" Lu Ting raised his waist and said to himself why are you so sure, "Are they the space police?"

"After the earth's ecosystem completely collapses, it will evolve into the next Mars." The Prophet swam with a gurgling sound, "Although your father interrupted the artificial man project in time, he invested in a more stupid one. He immigrated to Mars. The plan is tantamount to driving humans from one garbage dump to a bigger garbage dump, it will not work at all."

"What about those who have already set off? Are they all dead?"

"I think so."

"..." Lu Ting didn't want to discuss too much about the undecided matter, "Then why did you bring Rinpoche here? To overthrow my father and save the earth? So you want him to broadcast to the world, saying that those who disappeared Everyone in the world is already dead, but don't people die faster in war?"

"Haha, haha, you don't understand, he is the key, the zeroth element is perfectly integrated in him, the super high concentration does not endanger his life, activates the green stone, communicates with it, this is something only he can do thing," the Prophet's swimming frequency became faster and faster, and the speed of his speech also increased. Before he knew it, his voice was as sharp as laughter, "the zeroth element is the last life on earth! After your father's team gave Before it was named, we discovered its existence. But the key itself, which unlocks all of this, is still throwing a temper tantrum because of some trivial things, and won’t listen to me. Will you listen to me? Let all the people on this earth Do people just wait to die like this? Will you?"

Lu Ting suddenly felt tremendous pressure, from mental to physical, he suspected that the air pressure in the cave had changed.There are tiny light spots flickering in the pipes connected to the prophet, swimming hysterically and fast with the prophet, covered by hair, like electric charges, like human thinking.

He suddenly felt that what he was talking to was not a single individual, but a collection of many people.

And he himself was crowded in the center by those seemingly invisible noises, as if he could hear some kind of wave band that was not within the range of human hearing, and he was almost out of breath.

Just when Lu Ting was at a loss for words and was about to say "goodbye" and leave quickly, a person stood beside him, took his flashlight and helped him open it, and also held his wrist.

"Thank you." Deng Mochi looked sideways at him.

Lu Ting suddenly woke up, not without surprise.At that time, Deng Mochi directly rejected his invitation, the reason was that if he followed, as long as he got a little closer, the prophet would have a high possibility of perception.

But here he stands now.

What he had seen and heard before, about his own relatives, and about the mystery of where he came from... seemed to have easily accepted it, and he didn't have any uncomfortable reactions.

The Prophet's doubts were obviously no less than Lu Ting's. She even hit the tank wall: "Why can't I feel you? Why?"

Deng Mochi said calmly: "Because I tried, I am stronger than you now."

The Prophet let out a strange scream.

"Our cooperation can continue." Deng Mochi raised his face and looked directly at the past, the snow-white beam of light shone brightly on her head, "The premise is that when I lose my temper, don't bother me."

The Prophet shook his long hair quickly, a disfigured yellow face stuck to the wall of the tank, kept moving away and bumping into the glass, as if he didn't know the pain.Deng Mochi dragged Lu Ting, turned around and left.

Lu Ting heard more and higher screams behind his ears, and the sound of water. The fish tank probably drained a part of the nutrient solution to adjust the water pressure and sprayed it behind the two of them.Just walking a few steps was not enough, Lu Ting pushed Dun Mochi to the front and blocked him a bit, but his hair, clothes and even the back of his neck were all stained with that grayish-yellow liquid, which was sticky and smelly , dripping continuously, also penetrated into the fabric.

Deng Mochi glanced at the turbulent big tank for the last time, with sleepy eyes, and pulled Lu Ting to run quickly.

I ran into many little green men with repair tools, and Sachiko, but Dun Mo didn't stop, just rubbing shoulders.

"It's not corrosive!" Lu Ting was a little dizzy from the smoke.

"No."

"That's good! I can't eat anymore, I have to go home and take a shower immediately." Lu Ting felt the strength of the clenched wrist, although he complained, but he was already happy in his heart.

However, this nutrient solution was much more troublesome than he thought. Not only did it change the smell of LastShadow, but after the shower, the strange smell on his body still seemed to be there. It could not be ruled out that it was due to psychological reasons. As long as he smelled it carefully, he always felt that there was something wrong with it. A faint strand.

Lu Ting began to sympathize with those human plants in the factory and the little green men outside the factory who worked hard without complaint. He felt that they were soaked in this nutrient solution, and they would smell bad when they were born, which was too miserable.

He also felt that it was necessary for him to take a shower to completely eliminate the possibility of being rejected after going to bed.However, in the barren environment, the supply of tap water is limited every day, even Rinpoche's family is no exception.I just washed the sheets and clothes in the morning, and it took a lot of water. Lu Ting checked the remaining amount of the day, and it was not enough to fill half of his bathtub.

This is the first time the pampered rich kid has lived in the wilderness for so long.

So he went out wrapped in a bathrobe, and described his feelings in detail to Deng Mochi, "What if the food I cook stinks, what if you are so smoked by me that you can't sleep at night!" After a "safe distance", He said in a muffled voice, "You won't drive me to the sofa, boss..."

Deng Mochi sat at the dining table, leaning against the wall, holding a pile of clothes picked out from the closet by Lu Ting's instructions, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.He believed that he had a good sense of smell. Apart from the shampoo and bath liquid and the strong smell of water, he did not smell any other smells from that wet guy.

But Lu Ting didn't seem to believe it. If he couldn't take a bath, his sleeplessness would probably last for a long time.

"Let's go," Dun Mochi simply stood up, "There are other places."

"The bathhouse? I don't want to go to the public one. I haven't been there since I was a child. Boss, can you invite me to the private room?" Lu Ting seemed to be a little excited, and wanted to rush over to help him, but held back.

"It's a hot spring. It's on the mountain. Only I know it." Deng Mochi put his change of clothes on his shoulders and walked towards the door.

Lu Ting blushed and was stunned—is this going to let him go out in a nightgown?But he can't stink other clothes... He didn't hesitate any longer, wrapped the terry cotton bathrobe tightly, picked up his satchel from the back of the chair, and got closer.

Even though he opened the door to the barren grass, and he couldn't see half of the figure, but before he climbed the LastShadow, he hid himself behind Dun Mochi.