Outside the window, there was a continuous sound of prompts, both the students in the classroom and the pedestrians outside the classroom were accustomed to this. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Class B will be closed in 10 minutes, so please follow the guidance of mobile terminals and leave the street as soon as possible to go to the building or shelter. Please do not stay on the streets illegally, and citizens are solely responsible for any accidents caused during the closure of the city......"

The wildcat deftly jumped through the window into the classroom and looked out the window.

With the dull sound of mechanical transmission, the city reveals the mechanical structures hidden beneath the buildings and streets. Slowly and powerfully, in a calm gesture, the trees, signs, and street lamps folded beneath the street, hidden in the deeper baffles.

The building slowly descended, and the sky then appeared to shake abnormally, revealing its original appearance, which was a simulated sky composed of countless light screens.

The area, known as the B-class city, gradually sank beneath the earth, and in the moment when the mechanical devices were staggered, the cat could see the scene in the distance through the gap. It is completely different from the cold and silent B-level city, which is dominated by bright colors such as red and yellow, a noisy and bright world.

A young blonde girl in the classroom looked out the window and saw only bare metal alloys.

She held her chin with one hand and said to herself enviously: "It's the turn of A-level city to watch the sun, and I have to wait underground for 48 hours......

Slender fingers trace a line of text on the desk screen. "Unless approved by the Human Council, B-class cities and A-class cities are like two completely different worlds, with no wealth circulation and no information exchange between them, and they can only glimpse each other in the process of rising and falling, from the cracks in the mechanical structure."

"I really want to meet the legendary city of miracles in Bongkyung."

There was a hint of longing in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, immersed in her own wonderful fantasies.

The wild cat snorted, showed its small sharp teeth, jumped down from the window, and while the old teacher was not looking, he jumped lightly through the desk and the aisle, and lightly jumped onto the girl's knee.

It curls up comfortably and seems to feel a strong sense of security.

The old teacher was still in front of him and was seriously lecturing.

"The SCP organization, founded by the Great Mentor Mr. Wen, is the predecessor of the Human Council. Without Mr. Wen's guidance on the development of human technology, we would never have been able to imagine how we would reasonably distribute the remaining meagre resources on a planet with a population of 14 billion. ”

A naughty male classmate shouted: "We can go to Mars Province, and we can also go to Orange Guardian Space City!" ”

The old teacher smiled kindly and said, "Study hard and go to a higher institution for further study, anyone has the opportunity to move forward." It doesn't matter if his citizenship is A, B, or C...... If it were the old era of all evils, the era when the social class was completely solidified, such a thing would never have been imagined. ”

She recalls telling a little story to the students.

"I heard my mother say that the most powerful political institution at that time was called the United States of America......"

The blonde girl listened curiously to the old teacher's mouth, took off her white metal glasses, and placed them on the table, the inner lenses facing the direction of the wild cat.

The wildcat licked its paws, heard the sound of glasses colliding with the tabletop, and turned its head to look over.

Through the lenses, it saw not a dark and cramped classroom, but a beautiful wonderland of flowers blooming and the sound of green grass. The students sat on tree stumps and giant flower buds and listened to the story of a kind old woman dressed as a mage in the tree house.

Liu Yuchen was suddenly confused, no wonder the students in the classroom often kept smiling, and most of the time they had happy and happy expressions. In this glass, they see a completely different world.

The cat is sleepy.

It closed its eyes, made a whirring sound, and fell asleep in a few moments.

Liu Yuchen felt the steady pulse faintly coming from his thighs, listening to the girl's happy laughter, getting farther and farther away, and the world around him gradually fell into dead darkness.

What a fascinating crazy world......

The orange-yellow light enveloped him warmly, and his mind seemed to have wandered for a long time, as if he had dreamed a dream.

This part of the memory fades and becomes a deposited fragment, which is lost in the brain and difficult to remember again. Once again, he heard human voices, this time no longer in a weird and stiff accent, but in pure Mandarin with a bit of the flavor of Donghai Province.

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival again, daughter-in-law, you take good care of your leg injury, you don't have to worry about it this time. Classmates, relatives, leaders, gifts, money, text messages and other things are all on me, and I will definitely do a beautiful job for you, so that you can happily recuperate and return to the unit. ”

The man clenched his wife's hand on the hospital bed, and his expression was as gentle as water.

"Husband, you hurry back to school, I'm fine." The woman smiled sweetly and let go of the man's hand.

Mid-Autumn Festival?

Liu Yuchen slowly opened his eyes, turned his head and saw the scene in the ward. He sat up, holding his forehead with one hand and trying to recall the ins and outs, but he couldn't remember anything, and the memory of the last second seemed to remain in the hotel suite.

He carefully adjusted his breathing rate, closed his eyes, and whispered to himself, trying to put himself into a subconscious hypnotic state.

Perhaps only through self-hypnosis can he gain forgotten memories.

But he failed.

Liu Yuchen opened his eyes and looked at the black sports watch on his wrist, it was already half past five in the evening. The warm orange-yellow glow I had just felt was the sunset sun shining obliquely through the window.

The young man in the next bed hung his left leg on the elevated shelf, holding a mobile phone in one hand and communicating excitedly with his friends.

"If you don't come to see me, forget it, don't even call me in the SC game? When I go back to school, let you know what the god of SC is, and call you dad with a P! ”

Liu Yuchen has played StarCraft, the abbreviation of this game is called SC, and the three races in the game, the Protoss, the Terran, and the Zerg, the English initials are P, T, and Z, and players often use this single-letter pronoun for communication.

There is nothing wrong with these English on their own, but when they are combined.

Liu Yuchen suddenly pressed his forehead with both hands, and a tearing pain made him break out in a cold sweat, and in just a few seconds, his body was completely wet with cold sweat. But he also remembered one word because of this-

SCP。

"What does SCP mean? Where have I seen this English abbreviation......" Liu Yuchen was lying on the bed exhausted, thinking that he was asleep. "I guess I'm too tired during this time......"

He didn't think much about it anymore, and lay lazily in the sun, unwilling to move much.

The couple on the left finally stopped talking, and the man picked up a phone and made an apologetic face to his wife.

"New club application? Mr. Li, you are really fast, why are you in such a hurry? Isn't it just a student club...... Oh, want to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival 100 group activities? Yes, you have spoken, this is no problem, I will call the Youth League Committee in a while...... Well, you say, I'll write down the name......"

"The name of the society, the SCP activity group...... Members, Hao Ting, Yu Mingzheng, Li Chuang, and ...... The head of the regiment is also gentle, right? ”

SCP？

Gentle and humble?

It's just an ordinary name and has nothing to do with him.

Liu Yuchen's heart suddenly stopped, and he almost didn't catch his breath. It was as if an indescribable worry and fear had sprung up in my heart, in my brain, and in my limbs, and my whole body was so stiff that I couldn't move.

He had a faint intuition.

He seemed to know the true meaning of the combination of the English abbreviation and the name, but he couldn't tell...... In its place, there is an inexplicable fear of the future.

It's like the wheels of history are heading towards an unimaginable and bizarre future, and no one is powerless to change it.

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