"Didi-Di-"

The sound of the alarm alarmed the guy who was working on his physiological needs in the bathroom, and he put on a loose belt in one hand and leaned against the door to catch his breath before slowly waking up from the aftermath of venting.

After putting on his glasses, he pushed open the door and found that the entire cabin was dark, the red light of the emergency lights flickering on and off, and he stepped out of the door as if he had stepped into another world—as if he had been in a nightclub where singing and dancing were level.

It's just that there's no loud music, no sexy chicks, just a silence unique to outer space, as unbreakable as a metal bulkhead, which makes people feel suffocated.

"Baga, what's going on, is the fuel supply low or is it the weather?"

Despite smelling an ominous aura, Ando maintained his usual composure, turned on the light on the mechanical wristband, took off the emergency hammer on the wall, and slowly walked down the iron ladder to the engine room below, towards the movable cabin. The darkness made the long, deep orbital module extraordinarily long, and he habitually hummed a song, only to hear another movement at this moment.

What the hell ......?

He was pretty sure he wasn't taking drugs or having any mental problems. There's something ahead. He froze, instinctively held on to the frame, grabbed the emergency hammer in his hand, and made a gesture of swinging a golf ball, squinting at the darkness ahead, and licking the corners of his lips.

"Don't hide there, little thing...... Came out to play golf with my uncle."

The sound sounded in the distance, then went in one direction, and then lingered back again, repeating it several times, as if hinting at where he was going.

Ando stood there in confusion, and when he found that the voice was going to "lead" him in the direction of the fitness cabin, he rushed to the entrance of the fitness cabin like a machine that had been beaten by an electric current.

He pushed the door open, and the light of the searchlight swept around and fell on the figure by the sunpool.

When he saw what the other party was, he couldn't help but curse in his heart, and then covered his hot nasal cavity.

The young man was slumped on the chaise longue wet, his head tilted to the side weakly, his messy silver hair covering his face like a ball of aquatic weeds, and he seemed to be unconscious, which at first glance looked like a drowning accident.

If Ando hadn't seen his fever-red cheeks, his zippered isolation gown, and his reverie-inducing state under his abdomen.

Taken together, this qiē makes him almost like a ...... A victim of rape I rape.

If he was really raped, then who would have done it?

Damn, shouldn't the suspect be himself? Someone got there before him?

In the state of brain strike, he used his lower body to wonder for a few seconds, and only then did the logic belonging to humans begin to work slowly, and he felt a trace of tension.

Ando squatted down and patted Helo's face, and when he saw that he didn't react, he approached the other man's face with peace of mind—the young man's lips were slightly red and swollen, like cherries wet by the rain, tempting to pick.

It was rare to see this prickly iceberg beauty showing such a look, Ando couldn't help but be stupid, he kissed it carefully, and tasted it consciously without taking advantage of the danger of others, before putting a hand on the other party's smooth chest, pressed it a few times without order, and took the opportunity to touch a few handfuls.

A fair, slender hand grabbed his wrist suddenly, and he was struck in the abdomen.

As soon as he woke up, he saw Ando's disgusted face, and Helo really felt a lot of psychological shock.

He licked the corners of his lips, and noticed that his lips were broken, as if he had been forcibly kissed, and vaguely recalled the vague fragment of the dream just now, and the roots of his ears burned suddenly.

He had a spring dream... About Sayero, but ...... Obviously, this can't be true.

He was stunned for a moment, like a wandering little beast, his eyes wandered around, and it took a long time to notice his open zipper and the ...... on his abdomen Ambiguous white, his brain buzzed, his face turned from red to white and then blue, glaring at the only suspect next to him and gritting his teeth and roaring: "Just now... It's you? ”

Ando's nerves jumped sharply, as if he had connected the wrong circuit, nodded without hesitation, and blurted out: "Just now... I heard the siren, and as soon as I came in, I saw you drowning and dragged you up. Who knew that you were delirious, and you actually hugged and hugged me, and I didn't hold it......"

He deliberately dragged out his voice, and described it vividly, and noticed with satisfaction that the other man's face had become more and more ugly, and that a face that was so beautiful that he almost laughed out loud.

Surprisingly, Helo didn't immediately beat him up, but just pushed him away. His eyes were clearly a little lost and uncertain, and it took a while to notice the abnormality around him, "What's going on?" Faulty circuit? Why didn't the backup power start? ”

"I don't know, we'd better go to the main control room of the bridge."

Ando coughed dryly, his eyes lingering on Helo's tight zipper and couldn't move it, and his heart was itching: "...... I said, you don't feel anything uncomfortable, do you? ”

"I've got to go see Sayero first. Without electricity, the oxygen supply to the medical chamber would have stopped, and I had to make sure that his life was not in danger. Ignoring his second question, Helo took a deep breath, put away the beautiful images that lingered in his mind, and walked out quickly.

"Wait, don't go so fast!"

Seeing that the figure in front of him had entered the orbital module in an instant, Ando hurriedly followed.

"Don't you see where the nightingale went?" Helo walked over to the communications in the orbital module and called out to the others, but no one responded to him.

"I think they might have gone to check the fault, it must have been in the warship." Ando pointed to the window where the fog was so thick that it could not see the light of day, and called up the surveillance video on the screen of the communicator.

Helo climbed the stairs leading to the second floor, pushed open the hatch overhead, and he immediately found that the condition of the second floor was worse than the bottom, even the emergency lights were not working, and there was a dark area that could not be seen, and there was a layer of damp water mist unbelievably, as if the fog outside had invaded the inside of the warship, so that the penetrating light of the searchlight in his hand seemed to be pierced into the dark matter that absorbed the light, and became extremely weak, leaving only a small circle of light that lingered.

"Helo, surveillance footage seems... It's kind of weird. ”

Hearing Ando shouting from below, he had no choice but to return to the communicator, and saw the other party pointing to a still picture on the surveillance screen - it was a scene in a normally lit warship, the time showed that it was 9:31 in the morning, he saw himself soaking in the cistern, the nightingale had just hurried out of the hatch, the white eagle was close behind, Ando was pushing open the door of the bathroom, the lone wolf was sitting and reading a book in the rest cabin, and Sayaro was lying motionless in the medical cabin.

"What's wrong?" Helo frowned.

Ando moved his finger and pressed fast forward, and the screen was dim for a moment, and only some outlines could be faintly seen, and the time jumped directly to 9:31 in the afternoon.

Helo's spine tingled, and he felt a creep.

"We had twelve hours gone out of thin air. Just... It's like falling into a rift in spacetime. ”

That meant that he was in a coma for twelve hours, and the others probably didn't know what was going on in him or around him during those twelve hours - at least Ando.

It's just weird. They are close to the wormhole, and this bizarre situation is indeed possible, but the possibility of artificial guidance is obviously closer to reality. He reached out and turned the time back, only to see the screen flicker and turn into a snowflake again.

"Hey, you say... Could it be that you fell into the space-time rift, and I came to look for you, so I fell in too... If that's the case, then I have to reluctantly spend the rest of my life with you. ”

It's a very bad joke.

Helo walked uneasily into the medical quarters, and a cold air rushed over his face, as if he had arrived at the North Pole, making him shiver violently. He froze in disbelief as he saw what was happening in front of him. In front of him, Sayara's medical cabin had been turned into a refrigerator with sprayed refrigerant used to extinguish the fire, and a thick layer of hoarfrost covered the glass, completely covering the people inside.

"No, no, damn it...... Sayara! ”

He hurriedly snapped the open button, but there was no response, and the medical chamber had failed.

With a buzz in his brain, he clenched his fists and smashed it between the hatch cover and the medical table, smashing a depression and priing the hatch open with difficulty. After a crackling sound, the glass shattered before his eyes and fell to the ground. A large white mist-like cold air came out of it, and the sweat on his body was frozen into ice slag.

Helo looked at the man bound on the medical table, his blood congealing into an ice pick, slamming into his heart, blackening his eyes.

Sayero's whole body was covered with frost, his eyes were closed, and his chest was calm, as if he had lost his breath.

"What's going on?" Ando, who followed up, looked at an ice sculpture in the medical cabin and asked dumbfounded.

"I didn't have time to explain, move the spare medical pod out, turn on the simulated uterus mode, his body needs to be repaired."

Helo lifted Sayero's hard body and put him in the bathroom next to him.