I remember that the future Qi You once said to me-

The existence of alien life forms can be roughly divided into the following two categories: positive facing a new life; Using the human body to do evil.

But why, why do all the alien beings I come into contact with now belong to the former, without exception?

Is Qi You deceiving me?

No, because it's completely unnecessary.

Maybe it's because of this-

Just like when we first enter a new environment, we always want to show the best side of ourselves to others, and strive to correct our bad habits and shape an improved version of ourselves.

I guess that's probably the case with the aliens—

Regard the course of becoming a new human being as a gift from God, and take this. Take everything in front of you seriously, honored and grateful.

But then, when they found out that they had only seven days to live.

When they found out that human beings, who have a long lifespan, do not know how to cherish them, spend their time wasted, deceive their own kind, and cause wars.

When they found out that human beings, who are loved by thousands of people, occupy all the resources of the earth, squander them excessively, and do not know how to feed back to nature.

Their state of mind may have gradually changed.

- I was lying on the bed, thinking.

Tomorrow will be the fourth day after the crossing. At this point, I am halfway through my mandate.

Seven xenomorph targets, four of which I've come into contact with now.

Of the remaining three goals, I only have details about one of them.

As for the other two, they are completely blank.

The future Qi You made this guess: one of them may be a homeless man with no identity, so even if he dies, no one will find out.

As for the last one, Qi You didn't have the slightest clue about it, but she mentioned to me such a strange thing: there was an infection incident in a high-end community, but it was not possible to find the source of the disease, that is, the alien life that disappeared after death.

It's an incomprehensible thing. This is because if you are not a resident of this community, you need to register in detail when you want to enter the community.

If you say, the alien creature entered the community as a relative or friend of the resident. But after the infection, no one noticed that the people around them had disappeared.

Even if the relevant departments retrieved all the surveillance footage of the community, they did not find anything suspicious.

There is a lot of speculation about this. One of the most supported conjectures is that there is a leader among the alien beings, who will not disappear and will not be detected by the alien probes. He will only infect the humans around him day after day, completing the mission of destroying mankind.

If anything, this conjecture is actually correct. What I'm facing this time, then, will be an impossible task.

I lay on the couch and tossed and turned, and my heart ached, because I remember very well: I had only conceived the novel in the first place, and I had not thought about the specific plot at all.

So, who is full of food and support, not only meddling to complete my novel, but also designing such a cumbersome and depressive plot. This man is mentally ill, right?

It's not a physical book that needs to be crafted, so you can think about it, can there be readers who are willing to take the time to read it? So, there is only one ending to your book: covering.

……

The next morning, just as it was getting dark, my phone rang.

"Hey... Who is it? "I got on the phone.

Perhaps because of the experience of the past few days, I woke up and immediately entered a state of flux, showing no signs of sleepiness. This reminds me of the three good boys who only had to study and study and study in his heart, and the red scarf on his chest seemed to be more colorful.

"It's me, Lele."

"Oh, you say, I'll listen."

"Good news for you, I've found another person who is going through the same thing as us!"

"What!?" I involuntarily clenched my phone.

"You heard me right, I've found another person who has suffered the same strange incident as us!" Wang Lele repeated it on the other end of the phone. I can hear that his attitude is also very excited.

"Where are the people now?"

"I don't know, but we made an appointment to meet at 38 Square at 9 o'clock today, so you can come along." Wang Lele proposed.

“…… Well, okay, then should I go directly to 38 Square, or should I go to your house first and make peace with you? ”

"Come to my house first, and bring me a breakfast by the way, KFC's breakfast is good, and there is one downstairs in my house."

"Well, I see, you're really out of sight."

"Haha, who is with whom, then, see you later?"

"Well, I'll see you later." I hung up with a smile on my face.

I've never been afraid of people bothering me, because when someone does that, it means that they treat me as a friend. Of course, for those S.Bs who like to take advantage of small advantages, I can still tell the difference.

I washed up and thought—

Which one will it be?

Is it the fifth alien being with detailed information, the people's policeman?

Or is it the sixth target of the suspected homeless?

Or maybe it's the seventh who is shrouded in mystery, the mysterious being that countless people have guessed to be the leader of the alien beings.

"Uncle, you got up so early."

I turned my head and found Qi You, who was in pajamas, standing behind me rubbing his eyes.

So, I told her what Wang Lele had notified me.

After listening to my words, Qi You said to me, "I want to go with me too." ”

"Don't you have to go to a make-up class?"

"There's only one math class, and I don't want to go."

"You can't understand the teacher's lectures, do you?" I speculated maliciously.

A friend of mine once said to me: Lao Tie, in fact, I also want to learn mathematics well, but I can't help it. I remember when I was in junior high school, there was a math class, and in the middle of the class, my pen was dropped, and when I picked up the pen and looked at the blackboard again, I found that I couldn't understand it.

It's an exaggeration, but it's true for some cumbersome math problems that require special solutions.

Qi You pursed his lips, "Uncle, you are so annoying." Then she came to my side, picked up toothpaste and toothbrush from the sink, and started washing.

Looking at Qi You, who was standing next to me in the mirror, as high as my chin and foaming with white toothpaste, I was actually quite satisfied. Although we have only been together for seven days, I have already experienced a lot of warmth that I have never felt before.

For me, this crossing is a precious experience worth remembering for a lifetime. If I am lucky enough to succeed in completing the task and returning to my original world, then I must record it and use my most careful penmanship.

One day after I got married, I suddenly saw this record. At that time, I may no longer have anything to do with the creation of novels, but when I read this record, I would have a smile of nostalgia.

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