After I decided on the strategy of "pretending to cooperate and standing still", the two women seemed to have completely relaxed their vigilance against me. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I'm allowed to move freely in the shuttle, and no one will stop me from touching this thing that they have called a "shuttle". It was clearly an opportunity to find a clue to escape, but their carelessness made me feel uneasy, as if it seemed to them that I couldn't find an exit anyway.

Their self-confidence is not without reason. The range of movement here is very limited, there are only two rooms in the whole shuttle, except for this area that looks like the main operation cabin, there is another small room that is empty, about the same as a wardrobe, and this room is only occasionally walked into by M6. I tried to pretend to slip through to her back to the pod, but there was nothing but the walls, no secret doors, no mechanisms, no buttons, and no cameras. As for the main operation cabin, it is even more boring to the extreme. The console should be empty where the touchscreen control panel is placed, like a few white tables that have been put together, and a dozen M6 doppelgangers sit in front of rows of tables and pretend to knock and knock, like old-fashioned robots programmed to repeat mechanical actions. As for the M6 himself, most of the time he sits in the highest chair with his eyes closed. M6-2 resembles her shadow, standing motionless next to her at all times.

The entire shuttle was very quiet, and there was no sound of conversation at all, not even from the clones of the M6 who were constantly tapping their fingers on the table. If an uninformed person walks in with their eyes closed, they may feel that it is an empty room. All of the creatures in the shuttle - every M6 present looked at me as if I were nothing, except for M6-2 who occasionally gave me a salesman-like smile when they made eye contact with me. They treated me like a normal person would like a cup – they would only pick it up when they thought of drinking water.

Bored, I could only circle around the round floor-to-ceiling window directly opposite the console, and when I got tired of it, I sat down and stared at the starry sky outside the window. The universe outside the window has a sense of absolute silence that can swallow everything, and after watching it for a long time, it will make people fall into an inexplicable panic, and I have to say that if all this is just a joke, the special effects are very realistic, and there is no flaw at all.

Finally, I couldn't stand the cold atmosphere and couldn't help but open my mouth.

"What time is it?"

"The Van Xi people have no concept of time, and besides, now that we are going back in time, we can't answer your question." M6-2 answered me.

"Won't it be troublesome for you to calculate things without time?"

"For the Van Xi people, time is made up of dots, a moment is eternal, and eternity is a meaningless thing to us."

To put it mildly, time has become my way of finding security in the ocean. Perhaps, time is actually a tool through which people touch the "unknown", establish the "known", and then establish the direction in the chaos. Even if sometimes it just pulls you into the abyss, it's better than letting "uncertainty" wear out your mind step by step.

"So, how long will it take for us to get there?"

"Theoretically it should be there soon, so please be patient." The M6-2 looks like a professional flight attendant.

"No, no, no, I think that the 'soon' in your concept may be different from the 'soon' in my human cognition, and maybe the decades of the human world will also be 'soon' for you, so how long will I stay here? You don't seem to have any food or water, and although I don't feel hungry or thirsty right now, ...... "Since I can't find a way out, I'll just follow their "settings" first.

"You can rest assured," M6-2 patiently reassured, "Your physical time has stopped at 10:03:23 a.m. Earth time on August 6, 2035, since you were to be seventeen years old, even if we did drift for hundreds of Earth years. Of course, we can't drift for hundreds of years, and the 'fast' we just said is based on the concept of the earth's 'fast', so don't worry. ”

"And how long will I stay after I get to the 'past'?"

"According to our calculations, we can solve this problem in six months to a year at most, and even a month if it is fast. If we succeed in stopping R5, your body will theoretically automatically return to 10:03:23 a.m. on August 6, 2035. Of course, if R5 preemptively triggers a 'critical event', you will disappear immediately, including everything about you in the past 17 years......"

With that, the M6-2 seemed to remember something, and glanced back at the M6 in the center of the console. From the time I was kidnapped to the shuttle until now, M6 and M6-2 have only occasionally spoken to each other, and the content has been about me or what they think I should know. Other times, they communicate directly with long periods of eye contact, as they do now.

At this moment, the floor under my feet suddenly moved by itself, and I subconsciously pulled the chair next to me, only to find that the chair was also shaking, and even the entire "universe" outside the floor-to-ceiling window was also violently "shaking". As the shaking became more and more intense, my eyes began to lose sight, and my body had difficulty even standing still.

"Please stay where you are and don't move, we're investigating why." The voice of M6-2 came from behind, sounding distant as an echo in the valley.

I squatted on the ground with my chair on my hand, and I felt like some ragged man shivering in the snow for a while, and then like a flat boat floating on a sea of thunderstorms, and if it continued like this, the internal organs would be tossed out. Under normal circumstances, similar scenes in the movie should be accompanied by the sound of the machine "beep" failure, the electric splash after the system failure, and the hurried shouts of people one after another, but at this time, there is still no sound in the shuttle. As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt like I was alone in a convulsive operation pod, so I could barely keep my eyes open. The shape of the shuttle's white ship began to fall down like a dismantled building block, and the starry sky outside appeared, spinning like crazy, and the only thing that was relatively stable was the small piece of ground under my feet—the shuttle was back to the way I had when I first woke up, but it became more palpitating.

"Is this coming?" I turned around and asked M6-2 out loud, she and all of M6's doppelgangers were now floating in the air in a smoke shape, fiddling with something I couldn't even see.

"Sorry, please hold on a little longer!" M6-2 replied, without a hint of panic in his voice, "This is the first time this has happened, we seem to have gone off course. ”

"What does it mean to go off course? Do you want to run away to another era? ”

"Impossible, the shuttle doesn't have that ability, it can only track the trajectory generated by the skulls after the R5 time jump, and then automatically drive into the point in time where the jump factor concentration is the highest, so it must be the time point when R5 landed, but ......" Several M6s in the air were reunited at this moment, and the expression on her face looked very panicked, and then it was replaced by a sluggish, frozen dazed look.

"Hey, what the hell is going on?"

The shuttle suddenly began to fall freely, but the rotation speed of the starry sky outside the window slowed down in turn, and then, like a paper towel falling into ink, a strange and bleak scene slowly seeped out.

The barren ground was lined with crumbling gray buildings, each with its shattered windows as black as desperate eyes, which flew swiftly under the gaze of the star, almost slamming into the ground. Just when I thought I was going to be crushed, the shuttle suddenly froze steadily in mid-air. M6 exhaled deeply and sat limply back in his chair.

"I wish this was still Earth." She said.

I hope not. I think.