Just when Max was full of anticipation, another text jumped out:

[No vital signs of the gatekeeper can be scanned, and the system continues to scan the ......]

Mai Si's heart twitched, and a series of thoughts passed through his mind.

"Nothing should happen, right?"

"Is it because the GSM signal on the earth is too weak?"

"Or is there something wrong with this meteorite shower?"

Max continued to stare at the screen.

[No vital signs of the gatekeeper can be scanned, and the system continues to scan the ......]

Again, it pops up every half a minute or so, and this situation has been going on for nearly five minutes, and finally there is a different prompt on the screen:

[The scan failed, no vital signs of the gatekeeper were found, the scan will continue to run in the background, please exit.] 】

Without waiting for Max to say anything, the phone screen has returned to the interface of the original "Knock the Crypt Aliens Back to Your Hometown" chat group.

Max tried to find the information of the chat with the "main god of the main god", and strangely, all the chat history disappeared.

Even, in the address book of his social chat software, he couldn't find the existence of such a person at all.

Is all the information automatically destroyed?

Not reconciled, Max began to flip through all the pages of his phone again, but he didn't find any background that was running the scanning task.

Everything was completely restored to its original state, except for some more memories in his mind, he couldn't find any clues that he had chatted with the "main god of the main god".

It's like a memory has suddenly been inserted into your head.

Gatekeepers? Ranger? Tower keepers? Messenger?

Defender of the Blue Ocean Galaxy?

Blue Guard? Red Guards? Orange Guard? Huang Wei? Green Guard? Qingwei? Purple Guard?

The daughter of the future plane?

……

How does it all sound so ridiculous?

Max no longer hesitated, and slapped himself in the face loudly.

Hurt.

The sound alarmed Liu Xingwen in the front row, and when he turned his head, he saw Mai Si rubbing his face with a painful look.

"What's the matter?"

Liu Xingwen asked with concern.

"Did I just fall asleep?"

"No, I have no intention of turning back several times, and I didn't bother you when I saw that you were swiping your phone."

"Didn't I dream?" Maith muttered to himself.

Liu Xingwen immediately discovered Mai Simei's doubts, and hurriedly said, "Is there something going on?" ”

Mai remembered that he had said that he was a master of the Internet, and hurriedly handed him the mobile phone: "Xingwen help me take a look, someone in the 'Knock Alien Race Back to My Hometown' group just now added me as a friend, I obviously chatted with him energetically, but I can't find a record at this time?" ”

"Could this be the case?" Liu Xingwen took the phone with a suspicious face, flipped it a few times, shook his head and said, "It's really not, will it be deleted by you?" ”

"How can it? I don't have Alzheimer's. ”

"What is the other party's online name, do you remember?"

"The Lord God of the Lord God."

"What a dazzling name...... Well, I don't have a computer at hand, so I'll ask my friend to check it for you. ”

Liu Xingwen turned around and went back and started sending messages to friends.

"Maybe it's a hallucination." Max screamed, and suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred.

"Didn't the other party say that there is a black mole above my navel......" When he thought of the black mole, Mai Si was excited again.

He couldn't wait to bring his right palm close to his eyes.

No moles were seen.

Then switch to the other hand.

As soon as the palm of his hand was opened, Max was surprised to find that a black mole appeared in the center of the lifeline of the palm.

"So it's not a hallucination?"

As soon as the thought passed, he had doubts again: could this black mole be there in the first place?

At this moment, Max has been extremely unconfident by the various strange situations he has been subjected to all day, and he always feels as if he is living in some kind of illusion.

After pondering for a while, Max was finally convinced that the black mole had been there not long ago.

"So, I've successfully received the mission?"

"Can Mao not be able to scan the gatekeeper's information?"

"Is that still a mission?"

Mai Si was sometimes stunned, sometimes epiphany, and the wind was already surging in his chest, and he couldn't calm down for a moment.

It wasn't long before he focused his attention on the black mole just above his navel.

"I know the black mole, and I also know that there is a handful of hairs on it, but as for how many, I have never counted it."

Max didn't care that it was a public place, and he didn't care about the many pairs of eyes in front of him, left and right, and hurriedly lifted the shirt on his chest.

He made an intimate eye contact with the black mole.

Next, he almost pressed his head to his belly and counted and counted.

Careful, even if the "seedlings" have just emerged, they will not let go!

As a result, Max was disappointed.

No more, no less, exactly four, comb in charge enough.

……

The journey came to an abrupt end with the conductor's last call to the station.

There were only three passengers in the ruins of Terminal No. 1, and when they all jumped off the bus, the 211 bus immediately began its return journey without delay.

The other passenger was in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, he trotted and disappeared.

There was a deathly silence all around.

Max looked around, and found that the place where he stood was the watershed between the prosperity and decay of the city, looking west, he could still see people, and turned to look east, his eyes were full of lifeless desolation, in addition to covering a thick layer of black dust on the buildings everywhere, Max could hardly see a complete door or window, all the glass was broken, most of the high-rise buildings were dilapidated, many cement beams, steel structures, beams and columns were exposed to the air, all kinds of neon boxes, billboards, The advertising screens have become dilapidated with the erosion of time, and wires of different colors are wrapped around the exterior of the building like spider webs......

Not only that, but the streets are overgrown with weeds, the highest ones are more than one person high, and they are clogged by all kinds of debris, mostly small cars, as long as they are iron guys, they are all rusty......

Mai Si can vaguely see the city's former prosperity.

"Liu Fat, is this the No. 1 Ruin?"

"Haven't you been here before?" Liu Xingwen's words immediately choked Mai Si back.

Mai Si was too frightened to ask any more questions, and followed Liu Xingwen onto a street that was already potholed.

Max's curious gaze continued to patrol.

Suddenly, there was a ruin in the southeast corner with a radius of several hundred meters, piled with prefabricated materials and broken bricks, and it was clear that the buildings here had collapsed.

"The ruins of this one are getting more and more desolate...... Max said boldly tentatively.

"How many years have passed, and no one has left, so it's strange if it's not desolate."

Liu Xingwen replied lightly.

Sure enough, it was the ruins of No. 1.

The two of them carefully bypassed all kinds of obstructions in the way, and walked quickly without saying a word.

From time to time, there was a rustling sound coming from the grass, and it sounded like rats playing.

Suddenly, Liu Pang let out a scream and jumped up.

A large snake more than three meters long crossed the road from the weeds on the west side of the street and quickly got under an abandoned pickup truck on the east side of the road.

"Max, hurry up, it's getting dark!" Liu Fat's face turned pale, and he urged in a low voice.