It was the seventh night Natalia had gazed at the Tower. She hadn't seen Mr. Summer for a week, and for the past seven days, every day, she only felt as if she had spent the years, and every second, she looked forward to the figure of Mr. Summer appearing on the observation deck on the tower. When he was at the base, he would stand on the observation deck every night before going to bed, no one knew what he was looking at or thinking, Natalia couldn't understand it either, but she didn't care, she just wanted to see him.

But now, even such a small wishful thinking can't be realized, and her expectations have been disappointed countless times.

Even after asking Mr. One repeatedly, he told her clearly and patiently no less than a hundred times, "Mr. Summer is planning to rebuild the Gray River Station underground, he is safe and sound, and if he has any accidents, Mr. Five (another security synth) will notify the base as soon as possible." ”

Her expectations were never answered, but fortunately, her work was well underway. Even though there were a few girls led by Anya who mischievolent, the others understood her responsibilities and adapted to their roles. They are getting used to everything here, just like they were at the beginning, and the work is unfolding in an orderly manner, and the initial restraint, intimidation, and the gap between the old and the new groups of adoptees is gradually being eliminated.

Everything is getting better, and for the time to come, for the better.

Natalia thinks a lot, most about Mr. Summer, but she knows that she is just wishful thinking, so she tries her best to contain the stubborn longing in her heart. Walking to the glass door on the rooftop, she pressed the button, and the glass door opened in both directions. The cold fingers held out at her at night gave her goosebumps.

She lifted her gaze upwards, and at the top of the tower, a broken crescent moon hung high above the spire, and around the crescent moon, the stars and the dark sky that could not be counted to be a hundred years old stood side by side, they had always been inseparable. Under the endless sky, as far as the naked eye can see, ruins and rubble are everywhere, legend has it, this is the world-famous city of a thousand rivers, but she didn't see a river, only a thousand ruins, they stood on the dark inky land, showing the glory and glory of the past, but in Nata's opinion, it was meaningless, and no one in the underground cared about these ruins, except for scholars who were curious about the old times, and stalkers, who might be interested in these useless garbage heaps.

At least I was of some use, she comforted herself a little, as she looked up lonely at the deep blue, almost black night, the asphalt of the sky like a black tide rushing towards her. Yes, no matter how hard she tries, what does it mean to her without Mr. Summer to witness? The gentlemen of the other numbers are usually elusive, or dull as a stone, and will only be faithful to their duties day after day, and are not even willing to say more, and sometimes even Natalia wonders if there are no living people in this base except Mr. Summer?

She sighed, then turned around and prepared to walk back to her bedroom. Suddenly, a few distant starlights caught her attention, oh, they weren't too far away from her, could they be the fallen stars?

It was a tall building in the ruined city, the dilapidated building was even darker in the dappled moonlight, like a sleeping beast, and those few points of wandering light, like the occasional opening of the eyes on the giant beast, made her heart tremble, suddenly, a bright spot went out, the surrounding weak light was completely drowned in the darkness, and the other bright lights were still flickering tenaciously.

What is that? She had been here every night for the past week, and she swore she had never seen anything like it before.

Natalia narrowed her eyes to see better, but the light was too faint and too faint.

"Mother," she shouted toward the base's master control, "please call Mr. One." ”

The mother responded to her plea.

Mr. One had inherited his usual elusive way of going in and out, but his voice seemed to be submissive and gentle, as if he were speaking to someone whose status was much higher than his, "Miss Natalia, what's wrong?" ”

His slanderous whispered inquiry made Natalia feel ridiculous, but she struggled not to think about the way he spoke, and instead pointed into the distance, "There seems to be something unusual over there." “

"Someone," he said, apparently only after one glance, but was able to come to a conclusion that sounded so conclusive, which added to Natalia's sense of absurdity.

"Why are they there?"

Mr. One paused for a second, perhaps less, before he came to a more precise and ridiculous conclusion, "There are more than fifty survivors over there, men, women and children, I guess outsiders, who have broken into the Blackclaw's lair. Now that more than 200 black claws were approaching the building, I also saw a few observers hiding in the shadows. "The Observer is a large monster hiding in the shadows, swift as the wind, powerful as an ox, and an orangutan in size, covered in black bristles, a terrifying creature that would be a disaster for every survivor.

But no matter how Nata's eyes widened, she could only see the faint light.

Where are the survivors? Where is the observer? How did he come to his conclusions? Nata wanted to shout over and over again, but fortunately she was used to seeing the weirdness of the numbered gentlemen, so she resisted the doubts in her heart and asked him in a worried tone, "Can we help them!?" “

"If it is your will, Miss Nata, I think we can help them."

"But I .......," she bit her lower lip, would Mr. Summer agree to her sending them to save some unrelated people? She didn't know, and even had an answer in her heart.

"If it were Mr. Summer, he might have sent a rescue, but he might have ignored it," I don't know if it was intentional or not, Mr. Number said this, and then shut up.

Nata pondered for a few seconds, then raised her head and looked at Mr. One, "If we go to save people, what kind of loss will we have?" “

"We can send thirteen heavily armed men, led by Four, to deal with only one Blackclaw's lair and a few observers, and we won't be harmed," Mr. One pondered for a moment and concluded, "It will only take ten minutes to get there, ten minutes to settle the battle, and it may be a little slower to come back, Miss Natalia, in an hour, we will probably finish off those Blackclaws and return here unharmed." “

He's such a weird man, Natalia is completely speechless about him, but the choice between life and death is imminent, and sending out thirteen heavily armed Mr. Number, including Mr. Four, means that only "Mother", Mr. One, and Mr. Six, who is in charge of medical management, will be left in the base. She thought for a long time, and finally nodded with difficulty, no matter what, it is important to save people, "Try to be careful, once you succeed, send a signal flare to the sky, I will keep watching." "Mother of Tunnels bless, I hope Mr. Summer doesn't blame me.

"Yes, Miss Nata." He vanished, as elusive as he came, barely noticeable.

She didn't know when she became the commander of the base, so that all the Mr. Number could be in command of herself, and it was clear that they were the ones who made the decisions, which was so strange that she couldn't understand it.

Her fear of becoming a decision-maker was far greater than the glimmer of joy, and she didn't even see any trace of Mr. Four. Why don't they use a lighting system? How many people did they send out? And how many weapons did you bring?

Thinking about her couldn't calm down, she suddenly remembered many memories of her time in Hanting, the first time she entered the Hanting Education Academy Station, which was an academy station open to all the children of merchants, scholars and bureaucrats, it was countless years ago, the memory was almost blurry to the point that she couldn't even remember the name of their teacher, when she had to face dozens of students of her age, the strangeness made her fearful, that time was the first time to pray to the Mother of the Tunnel, Pray that you will show excellent etiquette as a mother and child, pray that you will not be ashamed, and pray that you will meet some gentle-tempered and cheerful friends. She had forgotten those people, their names were blurred, and her mother's smile was blurring, but that feeling, after many years, came back to her mind.

Unlike at the Hanting Institute of Education, she now prays that she can fulfill Mr. Summer's entrustment well, rather than to respond to her mother's expectations, and at some point, the object of her dependence has completely changed.

She touched the wrist communicator, it was a gift from Mr. Summer to herself, a unique gift, at least she had never seen anyone else wearing it, including Mr. Number, she could see that the electronic time on the micro-display was slowly passing, ten minutes, Mr. One had said, and now, eight minutes had passed, and time was still scrolling forward bit by bit, but showing some kind of painstaking slowness.

She waited patiently, the few bits of orange light were still extinguished, hoping that it would be too late, and she unconsciously clenched her hands, trying to get strength from each other's palms.

The change came very suddenly, the white-hot light instantly tore through the darkness, followed by Mars, the sound of gunfire followed, the sharp roar was mixed in, the sky was full of startled crows and bats, they flapped their wings and made all kinds of terrible chirps, leaving clusters of mottled shadows in the thin moonlight, she couldn't imagine what it was like to be on the battlefield in person, maybe the whole ruins were shaking some kind of heavy metal rock, but fortunately, between her and the spark, there were dozens of ruins, standing here, She could barely hear the crows chirping, and could only see the fire flickering faintly. That's all.

The rest of the wait was long and tedious, and even more depressing, she waited until a flaming flare lit up from the bright light, leaving an arc in the sky, which meant that Mr. Four had succeeded, and the gloom and depression were swept away, and she felt comfortable from the bottom of her heart, and then turned around.

"Miss Natalia," One's voice sounded at the right time, "and nothing seems out of the ordinary. ”

"Yes, Mr. One," her voice was light and joyful, "Mr. One, can you get the children to prepare food, I think these people need a comfortable place to spend such a sleepless night." ”

"Kind move," Mr. One's complimenting voice made her feel a little strange, as if she had become Mr. Summer, but soon, she put everything behind her, "I'm busy tonight." ”

She almost ran down and had the "mother" get all the children together, leaving only Mr. One and Six in the base, whom she needed, including Anya.