In the campsite at the top of the mountain.

In a small tent digging base.

Su Xingchen carefully flipped through the documents, as if he had untied the little skirt of an arbor, and when he lifted each page of scientific research materials, the heart of the deceased would involuntarily contract and stretch.

Outside the tent, the road leading to the top of the mountain was full of shambles, and the fish-man guards who stood in the way were reduced to clumps of ashes by the high-energy electromagnetic pulse of the tokamak fusion device, and only the remnants of the skeleton and stone staircase could be seen from the remaining [humanoids].

In the small tent, there is a WALKMAN on the newsstand, accompanied by two cassette tapes.

One box is Gold.

One box is Ordinary World

It's playing, it's David?? Bowie's 1970 single "The Man Who Sold the World"

Xingchen removed his contact lenses and picked up a pair of rimmed glasses from the table.

It seems that this is a small gift that Qiao Mu has carefully prepared for him.

He carefully placed the contact lenses in the storage box and let them soak in the liquid for fear of damage.

Listening to the song that Mr. Qiao prepared for him, and looking at the [just cause] that Mr. Qiao is doing.

The content of the document is related to the different ecological niches and life forms of more than 40 species of organisms.

From the spirodon, Kunming fish, sea scorpion plate foot horseshoe crab to terrestrial biped birds, oviparous to viviparous transformation, and the participation of reverse viruses, until the chordate completely metamorphosed into viviparous mammals, the DNA profile has undergone a thousand changes, from the dawn ape into more than ten Homo sapiens branches, one of which has become today's Homo sapiens.

Evolution took 540 million years.

At the same time, there are also dozens of picture books on the earth, constantly depicting the evolution of the section from ancient times to the present day.

Finally, there is a satellite image.

Human beings stand at the top of the ecological niche and become the masters of everything, wantonly depicting their own points and lines on the earth.

This satellite image, inferred from the location of the stars, looks a lot like the perspective of the moon.

WALKMAN works faithfully.

Phrases pop out of the electronic components.

[We climbed up the ladder, and we traced the return date that our ancestors talked about. 】

Xingchen closed the folder and opened the other.

The research data shows the radiation pattern of the Geiger indicator, which resembles a sword under the thermal imaging model.

And the remarks on the information show that it is the ultimate answer that Qiao Mu has been pursuing.

It is a heliostat.

Xingchen took off his glasses, and in the blurred optic nerve signals, the paper was crawling with the pattern of the flower of life, and when he put on the glasses, these sources of interference also disappeared.

The WALKMAN is still singing softly.

"Although I am no longer there, he still regards me as a dear friend. 】

[To my surprise, I stared at him and said to him......]

[I thought he died of loneliness a long time ago, a long, long time ago. 】

[No, it's not me. 】

"I've never lost myself. 】

[The ...... you are facing now]

[It is the one who betrays the whole world.] 】

Xingchen looked at the information carefully, for him, the heliostat needle was the top priority of this mission, and if Qiao Mu wanted this item, then it must be of great significance and possess transcendent divine power.

Legend has it that the energy and time-controlling superpowers contained within it can instantly change the tide of battle and regain the disadvantage in one fell swoop.

Whether it's for Xingchen, Ye Bei, or Arbor, or others—

- As long as you get the heliostat needle, it's all over.

The stars once again confirmed the mission goal.

Getting the "needle" is more important than anything else.

As long as he can get it, any idea of Qiao Mu will be stifled in the cradle.

In line with good work habits, he sorted out the stacks of materials into a book, put them back on the small shelf, adapted to the huge force from the mechanical arm, and prepared to hit the road again.

He burrowed into the pouring rain, his body dead, his soul remaining in the wreckage, his eyes glazed over.

The music sound from your WALKMAN penetrates his eardrum in the rain curtain and goes straight to his brain.

[I laughed out loud and shook hands with him.] 】

[Then embark on the journey home together. 】

Sliding all the way down the excavation pit, Xingchen stepped on the stone foundation of the mausoleum.

[I was looking for my own way of life and land, and I wandered for many years. 】

Looking up, the mausoleum looks like a Mayan spiritual temple, in the shape of a pyramid, with a ladder leading to the top.

The gate of the burial area is there!

It's right in front of you......

[I gaze at the kingdom of heaven, and millions of stars shine brightly. 】

He embarked on the path that [fate] had laid out for him.

Without saying a word, like a sleeping slave, he wants to verify his fate.

"I should have died of loneliness, a long, long time ago. 】

Up to the top of the tower, to the closest distance to the sky, to the closest distance to the ground.

On the steps of the stone staircase, there is an inscription of the Yufu language family. The frescoes of the tomb depict countless stars, the sun and the moon.

"That's not me. 】

We have never lost ourselves. 】

The stars stretched out their hands and looked at the coastline far away.

I was in a trance for a while.

From the rain curtain, from the other side of the mausoleum staircase, from the shadow of the stone slabs, countless raindrops converged into the rudiments of a man.

Like small tadpoles, they fused and condensed into the new body of the arbor.

The two stood on either side of the door.

They stared at each other, and neither of them wanted to speak first.

Xingchen gasped for breath and climbed all the way here to keep his wreckage body with the heat generated by mechanical movement, but he couldn't use metabolism to expel the temperature from his body.

He couldn't feel the comfort of air entering his lungs.

The somatosensory nerves are repeatedly transmitting the signal of death, as if in purgatory.

Under the beating of the rain, the skin on the surface of the body also lost its elasticity due to inactivation, and smashed out one pit after another.

[What you're facing now. 】

[It is the one who betrayed the world.] 】

He's a walking corpse.

One of Qiao Mu's hands pressed the door.

Together with his friends, he pushed open the door.

As the pitch-black corridor descends, the fluorescent paint used for the mural has long since failed, absorbing and reflecting the moonlight, and it is dark blue.

The fishy air gushes out with all kinds of microorganisms, and when it comes into contact with the rain of time, these gases, which are highly toxic to the human body, are also killed by the poison [Time].

Qiao Mu said, "We are back to the beginning, Xingchen. ”

Su Xingchen didn't answer, he wanted to raise his right arm and use modern technology to break this creature from ancient times.

The tokamak device began to work, but he had just made an attack, and the soft tissue chimera mechanism on his arm seemed to have been eroded by tens of thousands of years of time, and suddenly clicked, several alloy buckles collapsed, tissue fluid and buffer burst out, and the graphite magnetic confinement solvent in the nuclear device became a black firework flying in the sky.

The bad electricity alert and alarm signal then lit up.

The shrill alarm bell rang several times, and then went silent.

The entire robotic arm's control panel went dark.

Xingchen was about to lose his strength, he couldn't stand still, and watched as his right arm turned into a pile of scrap metal, and the magnetic restraint device weathered and corroded at the speed of light in just a few seconds, gradually taking on the appearance of fossils.

Qiao Mu took off Xingchen's glasses and put his other hand on the little man's shoulder.

"Don't be afraid, Star. We'll be home soon, help me, help me see my way home, help me clear the obstacles in the mausoleum, and when I get the [Heliostat], I will take you to Heaven, no one wants you to go to hell. ”

Give it a gentle push.

This body that was about to decay rolled all the way down the corridor of the mausoleum.

The magnetic restraint mechanism of the tokamak thermonuclear device was completely necrotic, and the fusion core of hundreds of millions of degrees Celsius came into contact with the flammable oxygen and nitrogen gas in the mausoleum.

The flames erupted from the low gate at the entrance of the tomb, and the entire pyramidal mausoleum shook. The intricate mechanisms and quicksand inside are all scrapped.

"Let's go home......"

Tears welled up between Qiao Mu's fingers.

"Xingchen, let's go home."

but they could not see where his eyes were.

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