October 363......

Why write the year, month and day? Is this a goddamn chronicle novel!?

I don't know why I'm keeping this damn diary, and I'm going to have to keep a record of this shit on this outdated piece of paper that no one will ever look at.

Lonely and self-pitying, I have dedicated all my youth to the withering literature, but I can't get a piece of bread!

To hell with those disgusting Minerals Bureau executives who are high up in the air!

They were the ones who sent us into that damn cave, and now that we're like this, they don't do anything!

I'm fed up with their arrogance, their unwarranted withholding of their hard-earned wages, and we want to rebel, against the tyranny of the colonies!

Terry is already in the bar, and we're going to plot everything to get these nasty bastards bleeding! Ha ha!

Long live the colonists!

Banzai!

……

With a splitting headache and a stream of blood in his throat, Lucas woke up and began to wonder if he was still in the world, surrounded by darkness, but he was still wearing an unbroken cosmic suit, he pressed the button on his arm to detect signs and clothes, and the intelligent system immediately gave a green light.

What the hell is going on? Lucas was now completely clueless, he turned on the lights on the cosmic suit, gasped and looked around, the space around him was very large, the spotlights were unobstructed, and there was nothing unusual in front of him, but when he turned around, he found a person standing in front of him silently like a ghost.

It was a fat Malvin, he was wearing the uniform of the transportation department of the Development Commission, and in this extremely harsh planetary environment, he was not wearing a space suit!

"Turn off the damn lights!" Marvin covered his eyes with his hands, apparently flickered by Lucas's light.

"You...... You ......" Lucas was almost stunned, completely unsure of what to say.

"You...... You ......" Marl read his voice, then clapped his legs and laughed.

"You should really look in a mirror to see what you look like, seriously, but the look you have now is definitely worth the ticket price." Malvern couldn't stop laughing. "By the way, Lucas, you don't have to wear a cosmic suit at all, because the atmosphere here is the same as Chilian's." He waved his finger at himself.

"And how did you get down, holding your breath?" Lucas asked him.

"That's a good question." Marven scratched his head when he heard this, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all.

Cadmus's barometric environment can cause a person's blood vessels to burst due to internal pressure in a minute, but Malvern can come to him without wearing any protective gear.

"You're not Malvern at all." Lucas exclaimed.

"Oh?" The other party was still smiling and groaning.

"I've seen the loading and unloading schedule on Kevin's desk in the Tower, and the only carrier responsible for delivering Cadmus, the Moonlight, just left at the end of last month, and it clearly says that Marvin is the pilot of that ship!" Lucas only felt his blood surging all over his body, and then he spoke the longest speech of his life without pause.

"Who the hell are you?" He snapped.

As he questioned sharply, a dull voice exploded in the helmet, Lucas suddenly thought about it, and then his brain was dizzy, he didn't turn on the speaker at all, and outside the closed cosmic suit, this Marvin could talk to him!

"See, I finally realized something, right?" Malvern laughed.

"What about my brother? What the hell did you do to him?! Lucas shouted.

"What do you say?" Malvin on the other side looked at him with a smile in his eyes that Lucas hated. "A standard year has passed, but you think he's still alive? It's not you, Lucas, the pragmatic silent one, but with a lot of anticipation that even you don't believe. ”

"To tell you the truth, your brother died a year ago......"

"Is it you?"

"Not bad!" With Malvin's affirmative reply, Lucas's eyes were about to erupt with fire, he suddenly shouted, bowed, and suddenly pounced on Malvin, he had been gathering momentum for a long time, this pounce was extremely fast, and he had done his best.

But even so, he still pounced, the other party did not dodge in the slightest, Marvin did not move from beginning to end, and Lucas's pounce passed through his 'body'.

"Haha, now you should understand why I can't drive, right?" Marvin laughed at him.

"You...... Who the hell are you? Lucas was now astonished, he couldn't figure it all out, he just felt his mouth dry and the fear in his heart engulfed him like darkness around him.

"Me? I'm nothing. Marven smiled and stroked his eyebrows lightly with his fingers, and then his fingers lightly crossed his eyebrows, and in the blink of an eye, it was another person.

"You may have to wait a little longer to find out the truth." There was a charm in her voice, and her whole person, along with her whole body dress, had been transformed into the tavern lady Lenny of the base.

"But you also know ghosts can't be taken seriously." Lenny snapped her fingers lightly, her curly chestnut hair immediately turned silvery, and her towering breasts disappeared abruptly, and she had become Kevin, the dispatcher.

"A brick can kill a dozen scholars, it's beautiful to think about, right?" He bared his molars and spoke in that anxious tone.

"Lucas, how can he be considered a man from the Taylor family if he can't drink?" Kevin pushed the thick glasses at the end of his nose, and when he lowered his arm, he had become his younger brother Steven, the youngest in the family, Taylor now looked proud, his smooth face shining in the light of the searchlight.

"Brother, at this juncture, do you still believe that what you can see is the truth?" Steven winked at him, his familiar smile on his face.

The truth? Phantom? Or is it memory in the brain? Lucas couldn't comprehend what was happening in front of him, and he crouched on the ground, his head raised, and he was stunned at his brother, the increasingly heavy gasps in his mask upset him.

What is real and what is unreal? When he woke up from the horror of his sudden fall, in this dark and unknown place, all the concepts and logics he once believed in were eclipsed at this moment, shattered into irreducible powder.

"You...... What the hell are you? He trembled and finally asked the question from his heart, while Steven in front of him smiled and nodded.

"Finally got the question right, Brother Lucas." He crooked his lips and smiled evilly, suddenly raising his arm and pointing in one direction.

"There's your answer over there." He said. "You'll find that interesting."

Steven smiled and bowed to Lucas, but when he straightened up again, Lucas was suddenly horrified to find that the figure of the other party began to become hazy, like a cloud and mist, twisting and converging in mid-air, and soon dissipated like a gust of wind blowing.