The horizontal sword groans, the sword roars, the family hatred is still there, and the hatred is difficult to eliminate. Men's hearts, daughters are delicate, the most uncomfortable, and people are easy to get old.

- "Bitter Love", Act 11, Scene 2, IC133, Nalan. Qingyun

IC64 February 8, Eden, early morning, broken rain.

Su Zhi's cemetery is arranged directly behind the Tower of Babel, a green grass that originally belonged to the rest area, very clean, a winding bluestone road connected to a white marble square stone slab, no name, no statue, no wall, no photos and epitaphs, everything is placed on the second floor of the newly opened Tower of Babel, where is the Su Zhi Memorial Hall, dedicated to mourning.

Such a design was proposed by Li Dajiang, the Su family withered, and the only descendant of the Mo family also went to Maoli, those who are familiar with Su Zhi and understand Su Zhi are the only ones left here.

Eden in February was still the depths of winter, and the cold wind was bleak, rolling up fallen leaves and rain, Arthur Law. Noel stood silently in front of the stone slab with a black trench coat and a bouquet of yellow daffodils in his arms. Spin also took off his perennial white coat and staggered half of his body to stand behind, holding an umbrella, trembling slightly.

They had been standing here for half an hour, Fanor didn't say a word, and Professor Spin didn't speak, but he wasn't in good health, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

"You shouldn't have come with me." After a long time, Fanol finally spoke.

"It's not all to accompany you, I have long wanted to come to see Professor Su, and I want to ask him why he hides such a great invention, and even at the expense of giving up the wisdom and lives of more than 60 outstanding scientists." Spin was indignant and trembled even more, "This is a crime!" ”

"Because you're a good scientist." Fanol bent down and put down the daffodil, "And he's not just a scientist. ”

After the memorial service was over, the two walked on the meadow of the Tower of Babel, and before the point of work, it was empty, but the fragrance of the earth and grass was highlighted.

"Millie. Have you read Yaluthian's report? This is the thing that Fanor is most concerned about at the moment, the report was delivered a week ago, Fanor has a copy, but unfortunately he only sees some broken arguments and assertions, and he can't see anything.

"After reading it, it's just a whimsy." Professor Spin was very excited, "The experimental idea of Loulanhai's team is completely different from our original idea, and from this idea alone, Su Zhi's research on capable people has exceeded ours for at least 40 years. ”

"I don't care about Su Zhi's achievements, I just want to know when I can get the results." Fanol interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "The ideal of the great will requires this fruit. ”

"The full results are almost impossible to obtain, and the captives have never been involved in the core laboratory research, and the role of the confession is to help us reconstruct the experimental theory and provide a roadmap for the subsequent search for experimental data." When it comes to the profession, Professor Spin instantly became eloquent, "What is in front of us now is like a puzzle with millions of pieces, we have to find the right thousands or tens of thousands of pieces, and then put them in the right place, some of the pieces are missing, and we have to make them out and make up for them......"

"What...... Time? Fanol paused, as if to suppress his anger.

"Forehead......" Spin counted with his fingers, "two months to reconstruct the theory, the initial results will take about 8 months, and the mass production will take 18 months at the earliest." ”

"So fast?" Fanol was stunned, millions of puzzles, he thought it would take thirty or fifty years......

"We have 47 top experts and scholars in the field of biology and genetics, 22 mature research teams, the foundation, and the equipment, I can't replicate the research results of Loulanhai, but the door has been opened, combined with our own research, to develop usable results is just around the corner." Spen's words were filled with strong confidence and pride. Su Zhi is dead, the team is falling apart, and the scientists of Qingwei will use this research to reach the top, and as the leader, he will become the same as Su Zhi, or even greater than Su Zhi. Spencer, will usher in a new era.

……

At the same time, the Prime Minister of Māori, Testin. Mr. Oren is taking Mrs. Zhang Aijia, the Acting General Director of the R Agency, Mr. Josiah, the Director of Foreign Affairs, and the Soldier Sul. Mr. Teogie and Mr. Mirren. Miss Tolstoy, together with Tao Tao, an outstanding freshman from the Primary School Affiliated to the College of Agriculture, stood outside the Moqiu Research Room of the College of Agriculture, staring at a brand-new, more than 4-meter-high, "Do Not Disturb" sign, in a daze.

Mo Qiu came back 4 days ago, without informing anyone, and returned to Maori accompanied by Cang Zhe. After arranging accommodation for Cang Zhe, the little girl went into the research room and never came out, so it has been 4 days.

What really happened to Eden? In just over a month, Su Zhi died, Lin Ke rebelled, Chen Duze and Mo Liyun never returned, but Cangzhe, who belonged to the Snitch Group, accompanied Mo Qiu back, and the city of science seemed to be covered with layers of fog.

The statesman's instincts tell Oren that there is very important information here, and he is anxious to know the truth of the matter. On the first and second day, he asked his secretary to invite him, and was sent away by Mo Qiu's assistant. On the third day, Professor Banninger and Professor Li Mubai were ordered to invite and were sent away by a small note written by Mo Qiu himself. Today......

From top to bottom, Chinese, English, French, Russian, Spanish, and even Mongolian, each word is large, erected on the side of the gate of the institute, exuding a woody fragrance, which was obviously made overnight.

Eviction order...... Prime Minister Oren rubbed his chin and smiled bitterly at Zhang Aijia, Zhang Aijia's eyes swept coldly towards Ke Lan, Ke Lan nodded to Su Le, Su Le raised a foot and kicked Mo'er's buttocks, Mo Er slammed open the door of the research room and flew in.

"Su Mutou, you want to die!"

Mo'er grinned and rubbed her ass and stood up, and found that dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at her in unison, the scale of the Moqiu Research Institute is not small, and the entrance is the lounge, a place for the research institute to chat and relax, and people have always been prosperous.

"That...... I'm a good friend of your Mo director, can you trouble anyone to convey her to her friend Sule. Jegi has cancer, terminal cancer, and wants to see her for the last time. ”

……

Over here...... So familiar.

Mo Liyun stood in the middle of a row of streets and alleys, listening to the school's bell for the end of class, and a group of children in school uniforms crowded past him. It's so small, it's elementary school, right? Isn't this the school I attended? The only reason why Babel chose her was that she was close to the Knights of Light's station, because in addition to his schoolwork, he also had 3 military training classes a week.

"Xiao Yun!" In the distance, a little girl with bright eyes and bright teeth waved desperately at him. Xiaoqiu? Mo Liyun suddenly, is it a dream? Or is it a memory? Mo Liyun remembered, it was really a memory, he was 5 years old that year, just in the first grade of primary school, and Xiaoqiu was 6 years old...... 2nd year of junior high school.

"Sister! I'm here! Xiao Xiao Yun jumped and waved her hand, Mo Liyun's head was full of black lines, and she couldn't wait to slap this shameless kid in the mouth.

"Xiao Yun!" Xiao Xiaoqiu saw it, and ran over to hug the shameless boy and chirped, "Congratulations on going to school." ”

"What's there to congratulate, the teacher hasn't taught you as well." Xiao Xiaoyun pursed her lips, looking impatient. This one...... It's a nightmare.

"There's no way, my sister also survived like this, fortunately, there is only one year of elementary school, and patience has passed." Xiao Xiaoqiu took Xiao Xiaoyun home. Little liar, I have read it for 6 years.

"Sister, is the second year of junior high school fun?" Xiao Xiaoyun raised her head with a look of envy, at that time, the little girl was actually half a head taller than me

"It's actually about the same as elementary school." The little girl had a sad face, "But it's a little good, you can do experiments in middle school!" "It's a June day, the girl's face," but I don't have my own laboratory yet. ”

"Cover it yourself." Xiao Xiaoyun's boyfriend was full of strength, and his chest was banging.

"Then I want the Treehouse Lab." Xiao Xiaoqiu made the final decision.

Treehouse Lab ...... Xiao Xiaoyun flipped through the computer for a long time and found a sample drawing, using wood? A pair of thief eyes swayed left and right, which could be covered on the big tree in the courtyard of the Su family, and the branches were thick enough and not high. Materials...... The thief's eye has been transferred from the Su family to the Mo family, it's you! Xiao Xiaoyun patted the 300-year-old camphor tree in the middle of the yard, you are a tree of peace, if you don't sacrifice, the master will not be safe.

Walked around the old camphor a few times, so thick, the dog-legged knife seems to be cutting constantly, a few days ago I learned directional blasting, explosives...... Jump over, the grenade can think of a way.

"Old man!" Xiao Xiaoyun ran into Su Zhi's laboratory in a hurry, anyway, it was at Su's house, and the old man was doing experiments.

"Xiao Yun? You didn't go to the barracks to play with guns? Su Zhi didn't raise his head, and was pouring the reagent.

"I want grenades, the more the merrier!" Su shook his hand, and poured most of the reagent into the flask, grunting.

"Du Ze! Help me! Chen Du Ze rolled in like a wind, and opened a huge piece of paper in his sleeve and wrapped the three of them inside. Bang! Explosions, black smoke, pungent smells, smoke a little rhyme, snot runny old man.

"What do you want grenades for?" Su Zhi's eyes were red, and he quickly turned on the fan.

"Actually, that water just now is fine." Squeak, snot is back perfectly, the nose is a little itchy, sneezee! It was all sprayed on Su Zhi's white coat, which was refreshing.

"Let me tell you first, the Tower of Babel is not allowed to be bombed!" Su Zhi looked serious.

"Whoever blows up that stupid tower, just blows up a tree." Xiao Xiaoyun looks like I'll do things, don't worry.

"That's good, Du Ze, go get some grenades for Xiaoyun." Su Zhi nodded with relief, Xiao Yun was also sensible, and stopped shouting about blowing up the tower.

"Old man, is the grenade for a 5-year-old child?" Chen Duze really can't stand this old and young.

"Mouthy! What's wrong with it! The voice is uniform, and the old and the young actually can't stand him......

Half an hour later, carrying a basket of grenades, the stinky boy sat on the lawn of his house with his legs crossed, dog-legged knives, daggers, saws, nails, hammers, and grenades, and there were a lot of toys for 5-year-old children.

Now it's 3 o'clock in the afternoon, grandpa is taking a nap, and dad is at work, and the time is just right.

Xiao Xiaoyun hummed a nursery rhyme and strung all the grenades into a string, circled around Lao Zhang, ran far away, pouted his ass, plugged his ears, I pulled!

Boom Boom!

There was no sound of the big tree falling, Mo Liyun turned around and saw that the huge camphor tree burned into a flame, crackling.

How so?

Rumble! The flames exploded from the middle, and in Mo Liyun's eyes, a grimace, got closer and closer......

"Ahh Mo Liyun opened his eyes, the shaking light bulb, the miserable white ceiling, the eagle striking and buzzing, scurrying around the room, cutting one hole after another in the wall from time to time.

Dream...... It's over again? Old man, Uncle Chen......

Ticking, tears slipping.