The space was extremely lonely, except for a dense wall of ice in ancient characters written on it, and although the rest of the ice walls were also bright red, there was no other reaction.

Time passed minute by minute, Leng Qi was like a dehydrated traveler in the desert, he trembled and took out the half piece of chocolate, swallowed a few mouthfuls of foam, licked his dry lips a dozen times, and then made up his mind to start sucking the chocolate with his tongue, until the half of the chocolate completely disappeared in his mouth, he felt that his stomach was not so empty, but the body's reaction kept stimulating him, this bit of food was not enough at all.

Not hungry, Leng Qi could only continue to hypnotize himself, making himself feel full, no longer hungry, and finally after a few minutes, his stomach stopped struggling and quieted down, but he felt that exhaustion had enveloped his whole body, and he couldn't wait to fall asleep in the next second.

"I'm still ...... Can't sleep! Leng Qi bit his tongue hard, his mouth was full of scarlet, the nerves on his tongue were extremely sensitive and fragile, in an instant Leng Qi was extremely clear again, his face was pale, this state could only last less than an hour, maybe he would fall asleep after an hour, and then he would never wake up again in this extremely cold environment.

After a long time of hard observation, he finally despaired, gave up, and no longer considered getting out alive.

When you give up something, in addition to the hateful feeling of regret that lingers in your heart, it is more of a relief, chic, and relief.

When hope is in front of you and you can't do anything about it, that hateful regret will occupy your heart for a moment, but Leng Qi is not like this, he is prepared for the worst from the moment he wakes up.

It is impossible for man to fight against nature.

Making the final decision, Leng Qi seemed to be a different person, he smiled wryly, shook his head, and then began to sort out the genetic sketches he had drawn, as well as the various words that had been copied, and a sense of desolation invaded his heart.

Leng Qi looked at the draft in his hand, that was his dream, he dreamed that one day he could open the secrets of the human body, and these secrets are in the genes, I have to say, genes are a very mysterious thing, when Leng Qi was drawing in the laboratory, he found that everyone's genes are roughly the same in sense, but the composition is not exactly the same, those tiny to the extreme with the experimental equipment at this stage, he can only find the tip of the iceberg.

Even the tip of the iceberg also opened a new world for Leng Qi, he found that the human genes are like a new world, if a person is reduced according to the same proportion, according to the microscopic universe theory, then everyone's genes are a vast and boundless world, no smaller than the real world, he sighed while sorting out the draft, these things together with the new discovery will enter this extremely cold cemetery with him.

This is something he will never allow, paper will last for a hundred years, maybe the world stored here will be longer, but this is not what Leng Qi wants, he frowned and thought.

"The moisture will be locked in this environment, maybe I should leave my own things on it like this ice wall paper!"

As he said, Leng Qi walked to an ice wall, he smiled gently, containing the last freedom and seriousness, stretched out his hand to bite his fingers ruthlessly, and the senseless sub-zero cold began to do the last thing in his life.

When I was a child, my family used to nag me and say don't use your tongue to lick something that has been frozen outside for a long time in winter, because it will pull your skin off.

Leng Qi's fingers have been pulled down to flesh and blood, but he doesn't care at all, because his fingers are no longer conscious, in the extremely cold environment, if the exposed skin of human beings is not treated in time, there is only one end, freezing to death, for these frozen limbs and skin, there is still only one way, that is, amputation.

In this world, in addition to the sacrifice requires tribute, there is also a need, that is, the truth, and often the price paid by the truth is more cruel than the sacrifice.

With the passage of time, the empty ice wall became richer from light blue hue, blood red interspersed with light blue bottom plate, Leng Qi's fingers still did not stop, the skin on his hands was a large area of gray-blue, which was a color that had been decaying and desperate, depressing, making people feel uncomfortable, but Leng Qi became more and more interested, he bit another finger fiercely, and the flow of blood caused the pale face to be difficult to cover his madness.

From here, this space has changed from a movie theater to a large opera house, there is no audience under the stage, only the cold and dark emptiness, and the only light hits Leng Qi, who is playing solo on the stage, he writes devotedly and unpassionately, although there is no audience, there is no applause.

A large piece of genetic structure appeared on the ice wall, and Leng Qi also had his fingers replaced by wrists, he still kept a little lucid, so he frantically bit his arm, a large amount of blood flowed out, he took it in his mouth, and dipped his fingers in it.

It was a crazy and unimaginable move, the microstructure of the genogram was born at the hands of a dying man, who would be forever preserved with the ice for 10,000 years until the destruction of Antarctica.

"And ...... A little...... A rough sketch will ...... Finish! Leng Qi sat on the ground, his vision was already faint, it was completely by virtue of this will, once this will cracked, he would be destroyed, so he struggled to get up and began to smear.

In this space that no one has been in for thousands of years, a being who is incomparably small from nature begins one of life's greatest acts.

This is the interpretation of life, the affirmation of oneself, and the responsibility for all these years of hard work day and night, this is Leng Qi's last glory.

When he threw the last draft on the ice, he collapsed to the ground laughing, and when he inhaled too much of the cold gas, his throat began to bleed, and the pain in his lungs hit him like pins and needles.

People always recall the past at the last moment, Leng Qi was adopted by Li Hemu and his wife when he was a child, it was Li Hemu who gave him a warm nest, he was extremely attached at the moment, two lines of cold tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, he couldn't imagine the scene when Li Hemu's old and thin body stood in front of his tombstone.

No matter how rational a person is, he can't give up something.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Mu, I remember that you always said that I should get married early, so that you can hold your grandson, but I always shirk it on the grounds that I am busy with work, I know that you are still very anxious if you don't say it, I'm sorry, Uncle Mu, I'm sorry, I've worried you all these years......"

So he closed his eyes, turned off the lights, and greeted the final moments.

At this time, when the scythe that the god of death slashed at Leng Qi's head was already halfway through, when Leng Qi's heartbeat gradually calmed down, when the two lines of tears fell on the ground and turned into two pearls, the ice wall smeared with the genetic structure suddenly burst out with an incomparably bright red light, and all the genetic structures converged from the center and turned into two fonts, which are simplified Chinese characters in modern Chinese, its name, evolution.

The red light flowed on the two fonts, and then disappeared into the ice wall.

A slight tremor inexplicably appeared in this dead space, and then the entire space vibrated violently like a pot of boiling water, from the side of the "corpse" that Leng Qi's last breath had not yet spit out, the eternal ice cap opened a gap and slowly became larger, and at this time, the ice wall of the foaming gene map surged red light again, a beam of red light covered Leng Qi's whole body, and then slowly tapered, and finally stopped at Leng Qi's heart as thin as the size of a needle's eye, its spectral frequency trembled slightly, and then the fluctuation amplitude became larger and larger, and finally became some kind of regular beating, Once, again, again.

Leng Qi's heart began to beat with that frequency, until the red light disappeared, Leng Qi's heart began to beat again, and he sat up from the cold ground and looked at his body in disbelief.

"How am I ...... Not dead?? ”

Then he turned on the overhead lighting with the only hand he could use, "Genetic sketches on the ice wall...... How did it disappear? It wasn't until he was shocked to see the open crack and the staircase hidden in the shadows that he got up and vomited a mouthful of blood, that he realized that he was still on the verge of life and death.

The lighting is getting dimer and dimer, there is no light in the dark gap, Leng Qi is fearless at the moment, groping down, and then he sees the statues on all sides, their outer layers have long been wrapped in thick ice, these statues are two meters high, Leng Qi took a closer look, and found that their heads were hanging low, and their bodies were covered with iron chains.

"What is this?" There was still a thick blue ice wall around him, and since he saw the ice wall paperwork, when he was already dead but struggled to get up, Leng Qi didn't have much fuss, even if there was an alien standing in front of him now, he was not surprised at all.

Just feeling weird.

There is nothing else except these four statues, they are facing each other in pairs, and there is an open space of about two meters in the middle, they look similar to human beings, but they are carved out of the magic and lifelike, one seems to be regretting, the other seems to be laughing, but from its hysterical expression, Leng Qi saw his own shadow, as if he was desperate. The other two were crying, and the other was pale and heavy.

Leng Qi stood in that open space, when he observed the sculptures again, his hair was cold, because he found that their eyes were all aimed at him, no matter what he did, they were all staring at Leng Qi, no matter which direction he turned, there were always two sculptures following him, at this moment Leng Qi felt extremely depressed, uneasy, and restless.

The cold space, the four cold and returning statues, not even the sound of the wind, when Leng Qi felt more and more uncomfortable, he suddenly found that the eyes of the four statues were always looking at a certain place, this discovery made Leng Qi's confidence greatly boosted, after a comparison and reference, he finally found that the four statues were all in the open space under his feet.

However, a new problem was in front of him, the ice sheet under his feet was completely light blue, and his vision could not penetrate, Leng Qi felt more and more mysterious here,

What's down here? Can some kind of being spend unimaginably large capital to build such a space in this 10,000-year-old ice layer that is harder than steel?