(Foreword)

A hand reaching out from the darkness, an unknown attack from the backlight.

This face is not clear, and there is only fear in the hesitation.

(Text)

"Ah~~~!"

I scratched my head frantically, "I'm not a 'queen', how can I know how the 'egg' is made?" ”

I felt a rush in my heart, and even though I figured it all out, I couldn't do anything about it.

The words of the "Queen" suddenly appeared in front of me:

“…… Therefore, you need me very much, I will keep in my mind the information for making the entire 'vibrator', and as long as the plan changes, I will recreate it by all means and all the knowledge, so that we can return to the original point. ”

She once said that she had memorized the information on making "eggs" in her head, but was that really the case? Can the human brain really do it completely record the data of the entire machine, and never forget it and make no mistakes?

No, it can't be, she must have a reserve tool to keep the data.

But what is this reserve tool?

According to the character of the "Queen", she will not leave such an important thing easily, unless she ...... It was the last moment of her life.

"...... phone?"

I glanced at the phone peeking out of my pants pocket. I suddenly remembered that the "Queen" threw her phone into my arms with the last strength at the last moment of her life......

"Do you mean...... This mobile phone is the 'Queen' reserve tool for saving data? ”

I subconsciously touched my phone, paused for three seconds, and then, opened the drawer, took out the "Queen's" red mobile phone from the drawer, and then took out a charger, connected it to the power supply, and charged the phone for a while.

After a while, the phone lit up, and the word CNND popped up on the screen, and then prompted that you need to enter a set of formulas and combinations of 8-digit passwords.

I pressed restart and turned my phone on again, but the screen was still stuck on that interface - the interface that prompted me to enter a set of formulas and combinations of 8-digit passwords.

"I already knew, didn't I try it before? But it's useless, I don't know the formula and I don't know the password, how do I open this? ”

I let out a long sigh, found the dwarf's number from my phone call book, and called it directly:

"Gnome, do you remember the cell phone that the 'Queen' threw me when she was dying?"

The dwarf tapped on the keyboard and replied, "Remember, what's wrong?" ”

"I suspect that the information used to make the 'eggs' is stored in her phone. See if you can help me open it. ”

"Hey, my brother, you're the omnipotent of me. Didn't you show me her phone before? Her phone was replaced by her with a software program that had never been seen on the market today.

According to my guess, this is a software program that she planted to keep it secret. By the way, do you look at the top right corner of the boot screen of the mobile phone, is there an exclamation mark sign, is there a number next to the sign? ”

I followed the gnome's instructions and carefully checked the phone's boot screen, and sure enough, I saw the exclamation mark with the number 5 next to the sign.

"There is indeed a sign with the number 5 written on it. The sign was so small that I hadn't noticed it before. I looked at my phone and replied.

"If I'm correct, that's the number of times the self-destruct program can be launched."

"The number of times a self-destruct program can be started?"

"Yes." The gnome paused and continued, "As long as you make a mistake more than the boot limit, i.e. up to 5 times, the phone will be locked forever or self-destruct or something. So even if you ask me, I can't help it. If you open it without knowing the formula and the combination password, it's really over. ”

"So, is there really no way?"

I felt a sense of loss in my heart, and with it came a strong sense of helplessness.

The dwarf smiled and said, "That's not true, although this software was implanted by the 'queen', and it is not currently available on the market." But in a few years, maybe mobile phone companies will launch similar software. With the skills I have mastered, I can open it up if I can grab it by the tail. ”

"I'm afraid that by that time, everything will be too late." I sighed.

The dwarf suddenly became serious, and said to me in an extremely serious tone: "Char, you have to believe me, I will help you as much as possible whenever and wherever you are, because we are a collective. From the future, back to the past, through countless hardships together, overcoming despair and finally being reborn. No one is more connected than we are. ”

"Hmm." I nodded, feeling a warmth in my heart. "Thank you, gnome."

The gnome laughed, breaking the atmosphere ahead. "It's you, I think the key should be on you." Since the queen chose to hand over her phone to you before she died, it means that you should have mastered the key to cracking this phone. I suggest you think about it and see if you can find any useful clues. ”

"Well, what you said makes sense, then I'll think about it."

I agreed with the gnome's thoughts, and hung up.

I kept trying to remember about my past with the "Queen" that night, but no matter how I thought about it, my mind went blank except for the memories of the island.

Why can't I think of anything?

Why do I have amnesia when I wake up on the first day on a boat?

I always felt like I had a pair of hands, he/she was choking my neck, making me feel suffocated, making me forget everything, covering up my past and my future......

"Rustle." The wind blew the branches and shook them in front of my window. It began to ravage the earth like crazy, curling its leaves and circling.

It's another storm.

What should come, always comes.

I lifted the covers and stared out the window.

"Poof!" I heard a loud bang suddenly outside the glass window.

In an instant, I saw a small bird quickly fall down the window pane. I frowned and slowly walked to the window.

Outside the window, the moonlight was hazy, obscured by the rain clouds that preceded the rainstorm. In the dim moonlight, I saw a figure who looked at me and then turned and fled.

That back seemed familiar to me. But I couldn't figure out why.

Who is he? And why is it here?

The wind blew the window creak, and I dipped one finger in the blood outside the glass window, looking up at the bright moon shrouded in fog.