The first plug-in in the last days

In the middle of the night, in the military hospital in the capital safety zone, there was a dead silence.

There is no moonlight, no lights, and the door of the dark ward is like a crack in another dimension hidden in the abyss, full of mysterious and dark atmosphere.Yan Zhaozhuo was standing at the top of the stairs. Even though the distance was so close, it felt like another world was on the opposite side.

Neither of the two people in the ward found him.

He was stunned for a long time before he slowly and silently slid to one side, leaning his body against the wall.

The people in the room spoke, and it was Shen Yonghui who spoke first, his voice was still as quiet as a cold pool, which seemed so inappropriate, "Hello, do you still know me?"

There was a rustling sound, Lingzhi sat up from the bed, and after a while, said awkwardly: "Xiao Zhuo...Chen Zhuo? You've grown so big..."

"It's been a long time since anyone called me that. Who are you?" Shen Yonghui said softly, "Auntie Midai? Or, Captain Demir?"

Lingzhi's voice changed, "How do you know the name Demier?"

Shen Yonghui was also a little surprised, "You don't have the memory of being a Ganoderma lucidum?"

The woman paused and said wearily, "Memory needs time to merge. However, it is surprising that you are the first person you see after waking up. So... you already know a lot of things?"

"On the contrary, I don't think I know anything." Shen turned his voice cold, and even emphasized it again, "...know nothing."

Outside the door, Yan Zhaozhuo moved slightly because of his silhouette in the darkness.Shen Zhuo is the only one who knows nothing?

The atmosphere fell silent for a while, and no one knew how to continue the conversation.Obviously, Ganoderma lucidum needs an explanation, and Shen Yonghui needs an explanation even more.

And the person who needed the most explanation was standing outside the door at the moment, and his mind finally calmed down completely.

Ganoderma lucidum's mental strength has just "woke up", although it is exhausted, it maintains an unprecedented state of vigilance.Shen Yonghui realized that this woman would not reveal anything he wanted to know until she was sure that she was absolutely credible.

So he took the initiative to say: "More than 20 earth years ago, a mirage exploration ship died on a planet suspected to be the tomb of Emperor Chiyou, and the rescue team it sent was also wiped out. Only one Captain Demier survived to the end, luckily The Earth meets the Space Impulse and is swept up to the Earth."

Lingzhi's pupils shrank, she guessed that Shen Yonghui might know something, but she didn't expect him to know such details.

The only person on earth who can know these things is Yan Zhaozhi, who was left with the seed of spiritual power by her.She blurted out: "You know Ping An!?"

Shen Yonghui didn't answer, and continued: "Madam Captain couldn't leave the earth, so she married and had a baby here like an ordinary person. But she disappeared after the baby was born. This baby with half alien blood was abandoned by a third party in the On the streets of the United States, he was adopted by a black street boxer named Ganoderma lucidum. When he was seven years old, a nightmare without warning suddenly attacked his life. In his dream, he was forced to fight zombies, intrigue with villains, Trying to find ways to survive in the last days... As a result, a seven-year-old boy gradually became ruthless, full of hostility, and suffered from serious mental illness."

"More than ten years later, the dream turned into reality, and the zombie crisis broke out on the earth. The boy got a few words left by his mother, thinking that she had seen the coming of the end times in advance, so he had to leave him and leave the earth. He used the leftovers left by his mother Inheritance, wandering in the chaotic world, until now..."

"Now, what's going on?" The woman hadn't recovered the memory of Ganoderma lucidum, she twisted the bed sheet tightly, and her knuckles turned white.

Shen glanced at her vaguely, showing his first smile since tonight, "Now, he is the chief of the capital base, in charge of the entire human safety zone in North China, and he has just led the survivors under his rule to complete the feat of killing zombies. Another big fight waiting to happen."

Ganoderma lucidum felt agitated in his heart when he heard it, but he couldn't tell what it was like.

"However, another problem came one after another." Shen Yonghui slowly moved forward a few steps, and the sound of "da da" footsteps seemed to be stepping on Yan Zhaozhu's heart, "The boy suddenly discovered that his mother is not that simple... ..."

"Captain... I'll call you Ganoderma lucidum." He said, "Do you really have nothing to say?"

She was silent for a moment, and said, "Why are you the one who came to me, and where is my son? Are you friends? Enemies?"

Shen Yonghui said: "Not a friend, nor an enemy, but I will never hurt him. As for me, I came to you... for myself, and it has nothing to do with him. He doesn't know the identity of Ganoderma lucidum."

"For yourself?" She looked at him in surprise.

"Can't I be for myself?" Shen Yonghui said, "Aren't I the person in your story? After all, I have never understood since I was young, and I have always wanted to understand why, I would, or, I must, have a childhood like that."

Treated by his father as an anti-social personality, locked up in a dark basement for "medical treatment", subjected to various "stress therapy", and cultivated an irresistible "subconscious mind"...cannot do bad things , can't feel ashamed, can't love someone...

Even though he has been cured by Yan Zhaozhu today, he still often thinks, is his father really a normal person?How could a normal father, even if he hated his own child, do such a thing to his child?

"I..." Lingzhi said, "I don't know if I can trust you."

"You don't need to trust me." Shen Yong paused, "You owe me."

There was a soft sound in the room, Lingzhi seemed to be hit by the words.

Yan Zhaozhu outside the door didn't respond, he was very calm, and even smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.

He spared a sliver of mental strength, cautiously approached Lingzhi, and poked her lightly.

Terrified, Ganoderma lucidum counterattacked subconsciously, trying to trap this "uninvited guest", but was puzzled to find that this thread of spiritual power was full of familiar and close feelings.

Her complexion changed suddenly, there was someone outside the door, and the identity of that person was about to be revealed.

Yan Zhaozhu sent a comforting signal, and she forced her head up according to her mood.Shen Yonghui sat across from her with a serious expression. She knew that he didn't notice anything strange outside the door. This person somehow woke her up in advance and consumed a lot of mental energy.

"Okay." She breathed out, "I can tell you."

What she was going to tell was destined to be a shocking story. The first sentence of this story made the two listeners unable to continue to be calm.

"There are three me in this world. In chronological order, the first is Demier, the second is Auntie Midai you know, and the third is Ganoderma lucidum that raised Ping An."

"What did you say?" Even though Shen Yonghui was prepared, he never expected that she would start like this.

Lingzhi stood up and walked to the window.Shen Yonghui didn't know what she saw through the glass, there was clearly only a gnawing darkness there.

"I remember Ping An has a girlfriend named Feng Xiaoxiao, do you know her?"

Shen Yong vaguely guessed something, "The reborn?"

"As expected, you know, so that's much easier to say." She smiled helplessly, "There are two people in total, besides her, there is also a boy named Bai. They are the experimental subjects I captured casually."

Shen Yonghui instantly understood, "The one who came back is not them, but you!"

"You guessed it right. I'm not sure if the mental power can be revived in this bionic body, so I prepared the second measure, surgery to transplant memory. I grabbed two dying people and brought their memories with me. Come back and do the transplant experiment."

"At the time, I thought the operation had failed, but now it seems that they still got those memories, much later than I expected."

She turned around, stood by the window, and said quietly, "Do you know that there are really miracles in this world...or, what is a miracle to us is nothing but ordinary things to the entire universe. The same The truth is, when you are in a desperate situation, look at the whole universe, everything is ordinary and trivial. As long as you don’t give up, miracles will happen. My life is so bizarre, traveling through space and time, dying twice and living three lives , This is the deepest truth I understand.”

"The first miracle I encountered was the wormhole that sent me to the earth. The second time, it was a piece of high-dimensional space-time fragment. At that time, everyone was in despair. Ping An and you were killed in battle. All relatives and friends My friend is the only one who insists on living. It is not zombies or doomsday that oppress us, but the entire universe, the dark space where no stars can be seen. We have no chance of winning. When we know the truth, Even the idea of ​​winning no longer appears, because there are no enemies at all, because as carbon-based life forms, we..."

"...the whole world is an enemy."

Shen Yonghui's heart sank.

"I heard that in the last life, Yan Zhaozhu became the zombie king?"

"I did not leave in my last life." She said, "Without Ganoderma lucidum, Ping An has always lived with me. He has been practicing spiritual power since he was very young, and he can maintain his sanity even if he is infected. He lives like a normal person and even gives orders. Zombie. Just like you now."

"The emergence of the zombie king is not necessarily a bad thing, because what we bring to the zombies is not unity, but restraint. Ping An and his classmates cooperated, and Kebo established an empire that uses zombies as productive forces. Live securely on the land."

"Wang Jiashu?"

"It's him." Lingzhi said, "My son never trusted that child, but they cooperated very well. Until, until that person woke up."

"Who?"

"Alien survivor, Quentin."

"A long, long time ago, the earth was a large pasture, and carbon-based life was the cattle and sheep inside. A group of people who were facing the doomsday and had nowhere to go came here. They took the earth to break away from the bondage, and came to the solar system of the new universe to settle down."

"They are full of scars, and all their property is left with this pasture, but the cattle and sheep have not been raised, and it is not time to harvest, so what should they do?"

Lingzhi looked at Shen Yonghui, she wasn't sure how much they knew.

Shen Yonghui replied: "Set the time for the automatic harvester, and then have a good sleep to recharge your batteries."

"That's right, that's right." She said softly, "Just as they were planning to do this, there were different voices inside, and some people suggested striking while the iron was hot, exploring the universe, and looking for other cattle and sheep. But the grazing tools Limited, in order to compete for the few spaceships and troops, they began to fight, and the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark. During that time, it was really terrifying for the natives of the earth. There are several more suns in the sky..."

"But they still rely on this ranch, so they have to repair it while digging. Some move mountains, some fill the sea, some mend the sky, and some shoot the sun..."

Ganoderma lucidum sighed quietly: "In the end, this group of people split into two groups. According to the natives of the earth at that time, one group was called the Yao clan, and the other group was called the Wu clan. The leader of the Wu clan, Chi You, stole the spaceship and left the earth, and brought a group of natives here. In the Mirage Starfield, I went out to find new carbon-based planets, left the Great Emperor’s Book, and crammed them to improve the technological level of the Mirage people. The monster race is all asleep. They are all waiting for the day of harvest.”

"Carbon-based life has a genetic shield to enter space, and the genetic shield needs corpse poison to be spawned, and corpse poison is the blade on the automatic harvester. This is an unsolvable situation. So for thousands of years, being able to The only carbon-based life that walks in space is the miraculous man whose shield was spawned by Chi You. Before I came to Earth, my companion died inexplicably because the genetic shield failed near Chi You's mausoleum, so do you understand..."

She pointed at Shen Yonghui, "Ration."

He pointed to himself again, "Reserve food."

"In this catastrophe, carbon-based life is the target, corpse poison is the harvester, and the harvest time is determined by the population, that is, the technological level of the earth. When Quentin woke up, he found that the original earth natives had quietly left a Forces, this force is slowing down the progress of science and technology, causing the corpse poison to erupt too late, they sleep for too long, and their mental power tends to gradually collapse."

"They are all semi-energetic beings, and the collapse of their mental power means death, so Quentin is in a hurry. His group needs a lot of origin stones, and the pastures can no longer use the model of stocking. They should be raised in captivity to increase production."

Quentin needs power and territory.He is doing the same now.

Shen Yonghui thought of the enemy who was approaching the city, and pondered: "Is this person really so difficult to deal with? That he can be described as 'the world is an enemy'?"

Although he was controlled by Quentin, he also successfully obtained the method of using spiritual power from him, so he was able to understand the condition of Ganoderma lucidum and awaken her spiritual power.In my impression, that guy is very strong, but his brain is not very good.

Ganoderma lucidum shook her head, hesitating to speak, deliberating over her words, and finally showed a tired smile.

"No, he's not difficult to deal with. Where do you think my information came from? His people are not awake, fighting alone, not my son's opponent. He is not our real enemy at all."

"The real enemy..." These five words seem to be particularly meaningful.

"Between life and death, there is great horror. For those immortal races, the heat death of the universe is the greatest horror. They will try their best to escape and solve this problem by any means. And any problem in this world must have a solution Ways. For example, when the universe becomes a closed system, the heat death will start. Then, let it never be closed, wouldn’t it be fine?”

"Don't close...stop the evaporation of black holes and white holes, and create new black holes and white holes?"

"The black hole swallows matter, and the white hole spits out matter. The two constitute the channel of cosmic connection. One absorbs all light, and the other repels all light. All visible means cannot detect their properties. Therefore, the energy that maintains the exchange of matter between black and white holes, It's called dark energy. In the big universe, it's also called source energy."

"When a universe dies from heat death, the big tear makes it return to nothingness, and the released energy becomes the dark energy of the new universe, maintaining the exchange of matter between the universe. The dark energy is continuously consumed, and one day, all of them will be transformed If it is visible energy, it means that the black hole and white hole have all evaporated, and the heat death has begun.”

"In addition to providing material exchange between the universe, dark energy has other losses. Compared with the small part of material exchange, most of it is wasted. If there is a way to extract these wasted dark energy and put it into The cosmic channel..."

Ganoderma lucidum picked up a crystal nucleus placed on the table, picked it up, and faced it out of the window.The crystal nuclei were dyed an abyss-like black by the night.

"Have you ever seen Wang Jiashu's zombie generator? It is spectacular and shocking, but since I saw it for the first time, I have been thinking about a question. Isn't this the legendary perpetual motion machine? Zombies can survive without eating or drinking." Movement, where does their energy come from? Is the so-called three laws of thermodynamics just a false proposition?"

Yan Zhaozhu felt the same way, Zeng Juelin was driven crazy by this question.

"But if even thermodynamics is falsified, the heat death of the universe is even more of a joke. Therefore, the law of energy conservation is unquestionable. Zombies are not perpetual motion machines. We cannot see, detect, or verify the energy that keeps them moving. "

"So, isn't this dark energy?"

When Shen Yonghui realized what this fact meant, he who had always been quiet could hardly even sit still.In this dark and cold room with no lights on, the unremarkable stone in Ganoderma lucidum's hand seemed to be the only thing that could shine.Before that, Shen Yonghui never thought that the description of something symbolizing something in the novel could be real, but at this moment, right here, he stared at the stone that was lifted high, and he could see it clearly from it. Arrived, the opposite fate between human beings and the universe.

This stone is no longer a way for supernatural beings to upgrade or an energy source for the Quentin family to live on. It has become a key to solving the heat death problem, and it may even be the only one.This is the most important resource in the universe, and this resource is produced by carbon-based life.

Ganoderma lucidum put down the crystal nucleus and said to him: “A man named Fermi once said, ‘Hey, where are they all? As long as humans evolved 100 million years earlier than humans on earth, they should be all over the earth by now. So, where are they all?"

This is the famous Fermi Paradox.Yan Zhaozhu discussed this issue with Shen Yonghui more than once after he knew about the existence of Mianxi people.

"They are there, they are everywhere, and we are the only ones they can't see. The Fermi paradox is just the paradox of carbon-based humans." Ganoderma lucidum sighed, but smiled, "They found us, paid attention to us, and cultivated us. , to help us multiply. When a certain group of us is about to enter the universe, it will spread corpse poison on the planet, use us to extract the wasted dark energy, replace it with crystal nuclei, and harvest us before the genetic shield is born , and sow new seeds.”

"The Quentin family is a half-energy life, and has not yet achieved true immortality. They do exactly the same thing, but they don't know the truth. Their universe has a large amount of carbon-based life in captivity, which can relieve heat death, but treats crystal nuclei as ordinary. Energy. What an irony."

"In their view, our universe is in the process of expansion, and there are more white holes than black holes. It must be a newborn universe, and there is absolutely no high-end civilization. But... is this really the case?"

If Quentin was also here, he would have been terrified at this moment, and his soul was scattered.

They are wrong, all are wrong.This universe is not a baby.Its aging body is dressed in children's clothes, its bloody sharp teeth are biting the feeding bottle, and it is holding a lollipop-shaped shotgun. eyes, watching everyone who passes by.