"You still have the face to ask me?" Lenny wiped a chair neatly with the rags in his hand, and the look on his face had become very unsightly. "Bringing someone to make a mess of me here, but pretending that nothing has happened, you children who don't grow up should stay at home honestly in this life, instead of learning to pretend to be mature and full of Milky Way Twists!"

"Look at what you're saying." Steven didn't quite understand Lenny's words, but he was still full of resistance to the phrase 'not a big child' coming from the mouth of the only woman he could see in the whole base.

"Lenny baby, come here and let me take a good look at you, who made your delicate little face flush?" He teased as usual, but Lenny ignored him and turned away.

Steven had no choice but to sit on the round stool, looked at the pilot with his face buried in the crook of his arm, and reached out and gently pushed.

"Hey, Malvin, wake up." He said.

Seeing that the other party grunted and didn't react, Steven pushed him harder, leaned over his head and shouted in his ear: "The sun is drying your ass, it's time to drink!" ”

His move obviously worked, and the man raised his head violently, drooping his eyelids and smashing his mouth.

"Got wine? Drink! He seemed to be a little angry when he said this.

"Huh? Who are you? Steven looked at the young pilot in front of him strangely, although his sleepy eyes and scruffy beard made him look like a typical miner in the base, but his handsome cheeks and soaring sword eyebrows still drew attention to his good looks.

"Me? Who am I? The young pilot muttered in his mouth, his eyelids fighting up and down.

"You're Steven." He recognized the person who woke him up in front of him. "I ...... I'm Malvern. He suddenly burped, and the smell of alcohol was intoxicating, and Steven frowned, but he squirmed in his mouth with his eyes closed, as if he was slowly savoring.

"You're Malvin? That's what the hell is alive! Steven was surprised, although he didn't have much contact with the supply ship pilots, he had met a few times.

"Malvern, nicknamed 'The Bearded,' is the captain of the UNDP Cadmus Base Supply Ship!" He said angrily.

"I ...... I'm the 'beard'" The young man rubbed his eyelids and smacked his mouth, pointing at his beard, then raised it again and nodded the tip of his nose. "I'm the captain."

"Nonsense, where is Malvern so young as you? Malvern is ......," Steven said, pausing abruptly as he suddenly realized that he had no memory of what Malvern looked like.

"You're not Malvern anyway." He had no choice but to say.

"That'...... So who am I? The hangover pilot tilted his head and asked him, his eyes relaxed, and he seemed to be about to fall asleep again.

"How do I know who you are?" Steven said with a puzzled expression.

"Stupid, who is he not Malvin? Last night, you came in laughing and laughing, drinking a lot of yellow soup, saying a lot of crazy things, and then crying and laughing, which made my chickens and dogs restless. Lenny had already set up her chairs and returned to the bar, she had obviously heard the conversation between the two, and looked at Steven's troubled face, and finally couldn't help but interject.

"Last night? I slept in the factory last night and didn't go out at all! I think you've seen a ghost, right? Steven was inexplicable, and somehow his heart tightened.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Lenny turned his back and began to wipe his glass with the filthy rag.

"Lady, give me another bottle of wine!" A sleepy-eyed Malvin suddenly propped himself up and screamed.

……

September 27, 363 Golden Day?

I finally heard the whispers of Terry, that we had offended the gods of the underground, or the ancient ghosts.

Tommy was right from start to finish!

Now everyone who has been to the underground caverns throughout the base is starting to hallucinate, and the insomnia and the voices in my head are killing me!

Daisy. Dr. Boyle's small office was crowded in front of the room, and the guys in line looked at each other with bad intentions, and the slightest carelessness could have led to a bloody battle.

The incident has already disturbed the high-level of the base, and Jared Brown, whose face is covered in bandages. Horan was leading people to seal the cave, and no one was trying to stop him, and everyone thought it was right.

Hopefully, after the complete lockdown, everything will return to normal.

I haven't slept for four days.

……

The house was in shambles, with leftover protein bars and slotted bowls from the cafeteria, and long-damaged panoramic curtains bouncing on one wall, long since lost their supposed relaxation function.

A discarded flexible beam generator sits on the messy bedding, a men's comfort device sits next to the pillow, and dirty clothes and socks are thrown all over the bed. Steven sat on the floor in the corner, curled up, his glasses unblinking, looking at the holograms being projected in the room.

In the center of the picture, Jonny in a blue and white uniform. Kent was running nimble with the ball, swaying past several opponents in front of him, fooling the last defender with impeccable footwork and eventually sprinting into the touchdown zone.

In the center of the flickering hologram, the Sabertooth Tigers pounce on their heroes, and Steven, who has seen it all by heart, appears indifferent. He kept the same position for a long time, his face was dull, but his mind kept flipping rapidly.

This place...... Something seems obviously wrong...... He began to put a big question mark in his mind.

Plausible people and things are completely different from what is remembered. And the details of those memories seem blurry in my mind. It was as if he had sunk into the inky night of Cadmus, unable to see his fingers, unable to see the road ahead when he opened his eyes, and the only thing he could focus on was the dim starry sky above his head.

What really happened yesterday? Steven tried very hard to remember, but all the attempts could not help but add to his disappointment.

At first, he could not recall the details of the past years, but only vaguely remembered a rough idea.

Is this a symptom of colonial mental illness? He couldn't help but wonder.

In order to find the cause of the disease, he also went to the mining building at noon to consult with Pan Wenqian, the doctor at the base. This medical expert with some clinical experience, since he was hired by Tomorrow Better to come to Cadmus with a high salary, he knew a lot about the mental illness of the colonists.