Chapter 66
One of the things that is particularly embarrassing when watching a play or a work of fiction is that you see the current plot and forget what happened before, so much so that you have to try to rummage or reminisce when there is a slight connection between the back and the front. This kind of embarrassment is something that any viewer will encounter www.biquge.info and the observer will not be an exception. Although he is special in various ways, this does not affect the decay of his memory, especially when the whole process of development has dragged on for 200,000 years.
So he decided to systematically recall what had happened before. At the very least, there should be a systematic organization of memories that have been completely fragmented, which is also the obligation of a viewer.
The start of the memories was chosen to be when the project was officially put into effect, when they first came to the remote and inhospitable galaxy. Even though events had occurred after this point in time in previous recollections, the observer decided to choose this place as a starting point. This galaxy is supposed to have been chosen at random, but observers don't know much about it. In short, it fulfills one of the conditions needed for the plan: it is desolate enough.
No, it doesn't seem appropriate to describe it as desolate, after all, one of the planets in this galaxy has given birth to life, and that alone it is inferior to many other people in this universe. But, huh...... This kind of thing seems difficult to describe in words......
Anyway, it met the conditions, and then the observer and he came here, as well as the many people who were excited that the study of the field of time was finally completely open, and that it was led by him, who could be said to have unsurpassed academic prestige, and the observer who was his only student. At that time, almost everyone was talking about it with great interest: this forbidden place, which was arguably untouched before, was finally about to be conquered.
That's right, conquest. The academic fervor that he had suppressed for so long through all sorts of underhanded means finally exploded, and everyone was convinced that they would conquer this field, just as they had conquered other fields of physics before, despite the fact that they had not been able to do so at all. Both the observer and he understood that he had to take 100 percent responsibility for the emergence of this blind confidence, and that the only way to take responsibility was to succeed.
Besides, time is running out.
"Do you think we're really going to make it, Sensei?" Shortly after arriving, watching the engineering crew get what they needed into shape as quickly as they could, the observer asked, somewhat worriedly, "I feel really worried and not very confident." β
"At this time, I should think that even if I fail, it doesn't matter. A countdown means that it is not completely zeroed out yet, and there is still room and room to do something. Shaking his head, he gently steered the conversation to the other side, "We're lucky, aren't we?" It was possible to find such a good modified star. β
ββ¦β¦ Oh, yes. We've even discovered potentially intelligent life forms that are in the process of evolution, and luck seems to have been too good. But this makes the approval process much more complicated, and the Zerg must also use genetic weapons. There is a part of the public opinion that has boiled, but it has no effect on us. "Tacitly brings the subject over in general," the observer replied, "...... Teacher, a question suddenly occurred to me: after the transformation of that star, is it possible for us to accurately measure the time of its formation? β
Hearing this, he was visibly stunned, and then shook his head: "I don't know, and I don't recommend you know, because now is not the time to be distracted from these whimsical ideas." If you're really interested in this question...... Maybe ask someone else? The most common method of testing soil samples should be unusable......"
"No, I just wanted to ask......" Shaking his head likewise, the observer said, "You're right, now isn't the time to be distracted by these trivialities...... We have to keep the tension high, as high as possible. It's going to be a tough time. β¦β¦ I think there's going to be a new guy arriving, so I'm going to pick it up. β
ββ¦β¦ Is there anything else coming besides humans? β
"Well, of course...... Everyone sees this project as a miracle, or as a miracle that is sure to happen, and it is even said that this is the view of Bo Luo Tigo. It's a terrible thing. Sighing unconsciously, the observer perked up, "Alright, cheer up, teacher." Forgive me for asking such a stupid question in the first place. We're going to make it, right? β
ββ¦β¦ It would be nice to be able to deduce social models. β
To the words of the observer, he replied like this.
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Ge Yiwei was sleepy. He wanted to sleep. However, his experience has strongly reminded him that if he falls asleep, he may never wake up again, so he is still trying not to fall into complete sleep.
However, something soft beneath him that didn't know what was strongly hypnotizing his brain. His mind was a little unsure of where he was, because there was no facility in all imaginable places that could achieve this comfort. Sydney? Japan? Jerusalem? Rio de janeiro? Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Of course, there was one possibility that came to his mind, and if it was only in terms of feeling, it would be the most likely: his home, in a residential building in Shijiazhuang, Hebei Province, in a small space that had belonged only to him until he went to college. However, the touch in his arms made him immediately reject this possibility. How could the army possibly let him go home with his Type 03 in his arms? If it weren't for the army's leave to let him go home, then it would be even more impossible for him to go back.
Try to wake up, because danger is always around you. With this in mind, Ge Yiwei began to exert force on his eyelids. A familiar landscape began to unfold before my eyes: first the combination of wardrobe and bookcase, and the holographic window that intersected with the home management system. There were a few solar panels next to the bed, some damaged, and it looked like they were going to be repaired.
β¦β¦ Anyway, this should be your own room. Dreaming?
Stretching out his hand and rubbing his eyes, Ge Yiwei suddenly found that he was still wearing a military uniform, but his sleeves were obviously longer. In my mind, certain memories slowly became clearer, but then blurred. This uniform is mine? Or did I secretly bring my dad's clothes over and wear them? If you think about it seriously, it should be the latter.
"Hmm...... Belch...... My brain hurts...... Is it because you sleep too much? Rubbing his temples and slowly getting up from the bed, he untied the gun strap around his wrist and rolled over and walked out of bed. The shoes are also a little small, but they are not impossible to wear, "damn it...... What the hell is going on...... Is there no one who can explain it to me? β
"Dear Mr. Ge Yiwei, your mother has left you a message: "At this time, the light in the room suddenly became brighter, which should be adjusted by the family management system when it sensed that someone was getting up. At the same time, this mechanical sound sounded. After that, his mother's voice in early summer appeared, "Xiaowei, my mother has a job to leave first, I will leave the meal, don't order takeout, save a little money, and don't skip meals, even if it's the first day of summer vacation......"
"Summer Vacation ...... Day one? What are you kidding, I haven't had a summer vacation in many years......" The hand groped for the 03 style, and used it as a crutch to relax the body a lot, Ge Yiwei coughed twice, feeling that his throat was a little dry. This is indeed the symptom that he usually has when he wakes up in his own home, "What's going on?" Am I really dreaming? β
If I'm not mistaken, I should have been stabbed for my brother. Ah, my desk...... It's a sense of nostalgia.
The physical condition slowly recovered, and Ge Yiwei's consciousness gradually became clear. He gasped when the abundant blood finally transported enough oxygen for his brain to work. This kind of familiar scene has happened before......
Has the time machine been started again? So how long is this time? Where am I back? And the bosses...... Ah, the bosses are all here, no less......
After seeing the three crooked figures on the other side of the bed, Ge Yiwei's heart that had just suddenly hung up finally let go a little. With a long exhale, he put Type 03 on his back, he pulled away the chair, sat down, and looked around: "Whew...... Crossing the ...... again It feels so bad. Luckily, at least this time I went back to my home......"
I really don't have the energy to sort things out right now, and this matter should probably wait until I get some sleep again. Scratching his head, Ge Yiwei turned around and lay on the table, just as he was about to continue sleeping, a voice from the other end of the door made him immediately tremble: "Ge Yiwei, get up!" Morning exercises, morning exercises, project content, assassination exercises! β
"Dad, wait a minute!" Assassination? I'm not afraid of that kind of thing, I've practiced in the army and been on the battlefield, and I may fight better than you...... But now I'm wearing a somewhat large uniform, a Type 03 sniper rifle that can kill people, a single combat unit, and three women lying on the bed...... How am I going to explain this to you!?
"Wait? When you get to the battlefield, the enemy won't wait for you! Do you know that Binggui is fast? I'll give you thirty seconds to get dressed and get me out of the house!" I'm going to see how far you've gotten to your assassination drill! β
Oh my God, Dad, can you please stop messing with me...... The crisis is even bigger than the nuclear explosion in Sydney......
Stretching out his hand to wipe a handful of cold sweat, Ge Yiwei immediately took off the clothes on his body, then stuffed them into the cabinet indiscriminately, grabbed two more pieces out, and stuck the 03 style diagonally in the wardrobe. Just as he was about to put on the pants he had taken out, a chance glance brought him into line of sight with Reimu, who had just woken up.
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Action must be taken, immediately and immediately.
After the brain gave a clear instruction, Ge Yiwei immediately let his body pounce in that direction, and then covered her mouth before Reimeng's scream burst out of her throat: "Be quiet, my little aunt!" Now I could be socially erased at any moment! β
"Thirty seconds have passed! Ge Yiwei, what do you want to do? Didn't you propose to exercise during the summer vacation? Remember to speak with a man! β
"Uncle's ...... System, soundproofing, backdoor, password: 'Paplov's dog ate SchrΓΆdinger's cat', immediately! At the last moment, Ge Yiwei finally remembered the small tricks he might have done to his family's system a few years ago. After giving the order, he let go of the hand that almost suffocated Reimu, and ran towards his pants again: "Boss, immediately take Marisa and Miss Dongfengya to the balcony, don't come out without my order, understand!?" β
"Yikeββββ!!!!!!! Ge, Mr. Ge, how are you, why don't you ......"
"Don't do this, I beg you, Miss Dongfangu!" It's good that I just opened the back door for sound insulation, otherwise it would have been over! Finally put on his pants and listened to the knock outside the door, Ge Yiwei swallowed, "Go to the balcony, hurry!" β
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U.S., a suburb of Houston, Texas.
"Hostage safe, ready to break in! May the Lord bless you great warriors! β
When his immediate leader said this, Ackerman could perceive that the object of the man's protection would definitely not include himself and Sophia. Team Alpha was following behind him to break through, Beta and Gamma were already in control of all possible entrances, the entire dark environment was completely shrouded in smoke, and Sophia was engaged in electromagnetic interference. There will be no problems with this rescue operation.
Except if he can actually kill the female vampire who is called "Jane" on the wanted notice.
"The hostages have been rescued!" The first rushed to the hostage, who was to blame, cut all the ropes from the woman's body, and shouted, "Plead further pursuit of the rout!" β
"Don't rush blindly and protect Miss Sakura Okazaki! She has an important manuscript of Dr. Yumemi Okazaki in her hand! If something goes wrong with her and the manuscript......" The priest's leading tone was menacing, "You know what's going to happen, you bastard who defiles God!" β
"It seems that your chief doesn't like to let you show too much." Just as Ackerman gritted his teeth and was about to take the order, a taunt suddenly came from the darkness above him, "It's a pity, it seems that you will not be able to catch me in your life." β
"You're ......!" Having taken a step forward in a bit of anger, Ackerman almost fainted. Behind him, Team Alpha had escorted all the other hostages out, while Beta and Gamma were engaged in a fierce battle. It was as if they had deliberately provided a place for him to engage in a duel with the vampire in front of him......
"The noble will never be oppressed by the villain, and the noble by blood will be especially so. Your untouchable bloodline has long been doomed to be crushed by that incompetent priest for the rest of your life - what can a pariah monster who has completely lost his past do? β
"......" clenched his fists, and Ackerman tried to calm the anger in his heart, "Miss Okazaki, can you go by yourself?" Still need my help? β
ββ¦β¦ Sorry, please. There was no fear in his voice, but he said lightly, and Sakura Okazaki lifted her eyes, "I'm a little tired...... The legs were shaking all the time. This should ...... Aren't you afraid...... I can't be scared because I still have to ......"
"The untouchables are going to run away with their dogs in their tails. Well, that's what you do. β
"You give me ......"
"Shut up for me." Just when Ackerman finally couldn't help it, another voice suddenly drowned out the second half of his words. The voice didn't have any angry emotion, only impatience, "Is there anyone here who allows you to judge the man over there?" β
The sudden entry into the fray has made Ackerman's vigilance even higher. Adjusting his vision sensors, he quickly imprinted the figure of the newcomer into his brain. But unlike the usual encounters, this time, the visual image caused a mess in his nervous system, and the pain that was a protective measure quickly appeared. In this situation, two words that even Ackerman himself could not understand slipped out of his mouth:
"Kazami...... Delicate fragrance? οΌKazamiβ¦β¦ YuukaοΌ οΌβ