Chapter 13 Human Nature and Genes Mike does not maintain a certain direction, he swims around, drifting without a fixed direction. After ten days in this way, under the escort of a group of dolphins, they avoided the fierce attack of the sea sharks, and finally one day at dusk they dived close to the "eagle" cruising in the waters near S Island

submarine research vessels; The Dolphin escort mission is over, and just as Mike is about to leave it, suddenly the "Eagle"

There was a human voice from inside the ship.

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info Mike heard a phrase from people, a terrible phrase: "Atlantic tropical storm!" ”

Atlantic Tropical Storm!

Mike wants to try to climb the "eagle"

The research ship is about to be swept into the abyss.

What a dangerous situation!

And the little sail was thrown into the big whirlpool like a stone from a trebuchet.

Mike's head hit a rod of iron, and he was immediately unconscious after the violent impact. When he woke up, he was lying in a fisherman's wooden house. Somehow, Lady Mary snuggled up to him, safe and sound.

I went to S Island and returned to my old hut.

The storm soon passed, and it began to get dark.

Mary started a small nuclear power machine to generate electricity.

"Toot! Honk! Honk! Honk! ”

The crisp sound of the motor broke the silence around them, and many huge black shadows appeared in the sky flying back and forth.

"These bats could be vampire bats!"

Mike pointed to the sky and said, "Let's go." ”

"No!"

Mary smiled, "That's not a bat, it's an alien creature - flying ants!" ”

"Ahh

Mike was not convinced, and asked in amazement, "How can there be such a big flying ant?" ”

Just then, one of them pounced on the window.

Mike looked over and saw that it was indeed a kind of flying ant, very large, with two triangular wings and symmetrical black patterns, stretched out, more than ten centimeters.

The lights came on, and the house was filled with light.

At the same time, insects large and small, large and small, swarmed, crackled, and swooped on the glass of the window, all trying to burrow into the hut.

Mary set up the electric pot and began to cook her first dinner, the highlight of which was a sandwich made with green seaweed, and prawns, which rose from the smoke and smelled well.

"What are you doing?"

Mike looked at her topless, revealing his strong and powerful pecs, while sniffing, "It looks very professional!" I'm drooling! ”

"Authentic Western food!"

Mary joked, "You might like it!" ”

"Hmmm! Looks good! ”

Mike couldn't wait, so he took matters into his own hands and forked a large lobster that had just come out of the pot with a fork, blew it, took a bite, and tasted it, "It's delicious!" Awesome! I didn't expect you to have these two moments, and you will definitely be a good housewife in the future! ”

As he spoke, he rummaged through the cabinets, found a bottle of yellow croaker oil sauce, opened the cap, and mixed the shrimp with condiments with a smile, "This is the first dinner in the wild, I hope it is not the last supper, let's celebrate the safe return of the 'Eagle'!" ”

As he spoke, he found two crystal cups, put them on the table, and freshly squeezed the fresh orange juice.

The two of them raised the crystal cups, looked at each other, and shouted, "cheers!" ”

I touched it and drank it all.

Maybe because they were hungry, both Mike and Mary found the meal particularly delicious.

Mary ate and drank, her face glowing red, beads of sweat rolling down her cheeks and dripping onto her plate.

Mike proposed, "After dinner, it's cool outside, how about we go out for a walk?" ”

"No!"

Mary shook her head vigorously, "Absolutely not! ”

He pointed to the windowpane, "You're going to be eaten by them until you're left with bones!" ”

Mike glanced at the glass and was startled, only to see that there were wriggling things outside all the glass, which turned out to be full of large and small, strange-shaped insects, moths, mosquitoes, ants, etc.

It is said that the poisonous mosquito in the tropical rainforest is comparable to a small sparrow, which sucks the blood of humans and animals.

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"It's horrible!"

Mike suddenly felt numb, shuddered, and screamed, as if his body was crawling with all sorts of creepy bugs.

Liu Hong's arrival again was on a fine morning in mid-October, and it was Friday, and Mary, an adjunct professor assistant at the School of Space Engineering, had not returned because of something to do.

She invited Mike to drive to a marine life aquarium at the southernmost tip of the Atlantic Ocean and interview him for hours.

A ray of sunlight, shining through the glass, obliquely on the walls of the biology hall, interrupted Mike's train of thought.

"It reminds me of the scene in the rainforest of Island S."

"In the evening, the sun shines through the dense canopy of S Island, shines on the windows of the cabin, and slanted into the house, often evoking memories of the past and feelings of homesickness," Mike said, pointing to the bright pillar of light. ”

At this, Mike's expression darkened.

"Come on! Let's have a drink! ”

Liu Hong lifted the juice wine, hoping to use the wine to drown her sorrows and stabilize Mike's mood.

Mike also raised his glass, did not speak, tilted his neck, and drank.

At the end of the last century, a global marine red tide overflowed Australia, and thousands of big-headed whales were lost in that red tide and sent infrasonic waves to each other calling for help and stranded near the beach; Mike was suffocating on the beach near the red tide in the Gulf of Australia due to lack of oxygen to his brain. Dr. Strong immediately gave him oxygen to save him.

It is said that intelligent creatures in the deep sea have a long lifespan, and this is true: for example, the sea snake in the deep sea is still in its infancy for 100,000 years.

Five hundred years have passed, and the people living in the future underwater city are still young.

Listening to Mike's eloquent talk and watching Mike's eyebrows dance, Liu Hong felt that he had a strong desire to say the words that had been held in his heart for a long time, and to tell all his experiences and stories on land in order to release the pressure in his heart.

She wanted to know who he was, and she wanted to ask where his hometown was, but she couldn't because Mike didn't say a word about Undersea City, and seemed to be deliberately avoiding it.

As the saying goes, there are confidants in the sea, and if the end of the world is next to each other, she and Mike are not confidants now, because they don't know each other's details.

Mike, on the other hand, seems to have no interest in any of this, and the only thing he wants to do is keep talking.

Therefore, Liu Hong also pushed the boat along the river, and couldn't ask for it, just to listen to his peculiar interesting stories.

After a period of gobbling and wind, the wine and food on the table were already mutilated, and there was not much left.

But their bellies bulged and they were no longer willing to accept anything more.

Mike left his seat and paced around the room, presumably to help with digestion.

Liu Hong leaned on the sofa, full of wine and food, lazy, feeling a little confused.

Mike said as he walked, as if talking to himself.

The rainforest of S Island is full of excitement, and after Mike and Mary have dinner, they can't go out and have nothing to do.

It was completely dark, and except for the lights of the hut, there was a dark world outside, from the sky to the land and the sea, from the trees to the grass, all submerged in the endless darkness, as if hidden.

Wave after wave crashed against the shore and reefs, and only those insects who were unwilling to be lonely broke through the shackles of darkness and charged towards the hut of light, but they hit the glass and the screen window again, and crackled and crackled, but there was nothing to be done, and they had no way out, so they could only crawl around on the glass.

In order to save the limited nuclear fuel, Mary put on thick clothes, covered her head with mesh, and ran out in the dark like a beekeeper, turned off the generator, and soon returned to the house, lighting a red candle.

The flames of the red candles jumped, and everything in the room became unpredictable and trance-like.

To make the most of the space, the bed board is fixed to the wall and is only lowered when sleeping.

Mike set up both beds, lowered the mosquito net, and pulled it open, leaving both of them with a transparent space.

It's not as hot and stuffy now as it is during the day, but, because of those dense bugs, thick pasted on the screen windows, blocking the flow of air, still a little breathless.

Mary finds a tube of insecticide and poof!

Burst!

Burst!

Spray on the screen window, and the insects will be drowsy, unconscious, and fall down.

The cool air from outside came in, and they all took a deep breath.

"You know 。。。。。。"

Mary put the candle on the table and got into the mosquito net herself, wanting to continue the discussion.

After a day of stress, exertion, excitement, and excitement, Mike felt exhausted, his eyes foggy, and drowsy.

Mike was so sleepy that he suddenly heard "Poof! Burst! Poof"

He glanced at the window.

Mary stood in front of the window with a tube of insecticide in her hand, and the original insects were smoked by Mary's spray of potion so that people turned on their backs, lost consciousness, and piled up on the windowsill.

The newcomers rushed one after the other, burrowing through the glass and the screens.

The darkness outside the window is like an impermeable wall, tightly enclosing this lonely hut and completely insulating it from the outside world.

He suddenly had an inexplicable fear, not knowing whether he was afraid of the darkness or if he was afraid that there might be something hidden in the darkness.

He straightened the net, flattened his body, and took a deep breath.

"What's wrong?"

Mary also went back to bed, looking at Mike with wide eyes through two layers of mosquito nets, "Going to sleep?" ”

"yes!"

Mike said, "We're going to run in the wild tomorrow, so let's go to bed early!" ”

"Can you tell me about the bizarre 。。。。。。passage of the 'Eagle' that day when the 'Eagle' happened to meet UFO at sea and you yourself climbed Mount Everest?"

"It was just a magic dream," Mike said。。。。。。 ”

"After talking for a long time, if you're sleepy, go to sleep first!"

Mary shifted her body, "I want to read a book for a while." ”

As she spoke, she took out a bottle of perfume from her dressing bag and sprayed it twice under her neck, and a strange fragrance slowly wafted over.

"What kind of perfume are you wearing?"

Mike asked, "Is it a French perfume?" ”

That's when Mike knew that French perfumes were good.

"It's not."

Mary didn't look at him and began to undress.

"If you find it inconvenient,"

Mike looked at the ceiling and said, "I suggest that we put a curtain between us, it will be more convenient and will protect the privacy." ”

"I don't think there's any need for that!"

Mary said nonchalantly.

When she said this, Mike couldn't pull the curtain anymore, so he lay down and closed his eyes, thinking that she would soon put out the red candle.

However, Mary was not in a hurry, but lay there, turning the pages of the book in her hand.

After the rain, the sky cleared and the breeze was cool.

Mike lay quietly for a while, unable to fall asleep.

He had to open his eyes, look through the window, and look out, and vaguely see a few bright stars.

Remember that day "Eagle"

As the oceanographic research ship was nearing its return, Johnson. Captain Will pointed to the distant globular nebula in the consia of Andromeda and said, Mike, do you know that it is a cosmic wisdom nebula.

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Mike listened and smiled and said, yes, there is a planet there, M-3, and the latest astronomical research results indicate that there may be highly intelligent life forms on it.

Captain and Miss Mary were not unaware of this, and in many years it might become a new home for mankind.

Suddenly, a cool, fresh and damp breeze blew in, and Mike woke up from his contemplation, and their mosquito nets swayed back and forth.

In the darkness, the leaves rattled as if whispering.

I don't know what kind of bird it is, pulling a long tone, screaming, as if something terrible has happened.

The moths, insects, flies, and mosquitoes lying on the windows were persevering and trying to squeeze in to see what kind of secret there were in this only place of light.

Mike turned to his side, trying to fall asleep as soon as possible, but his brain was like a raging ocean, the waves were rolling, and it was difficult to calm down.

Listening to Mary behind him, she was also tossing and turning, and there was a rustling voice, along with the smell of her body, which was adding fuel to the fire, making him even more unsettled.

Time passes slowly in patience, and the time in patience seems extraordinarily long.

A cool breeze blew in through the window, stirring up Mary's mosquito net, swaying from side to side as if dancing.

The red candle on the table, only a small part remains, and it is still burning tenaciously.

The jumping flames, blown by the wind, swirled in circles.

The melted candle oil rushed out at the opportunity, and flowed down like a broken mouth, drop by drop, on the table, like a string of crystal teardrops.

Mike was touched by the scene, and suddenly remembered the female companion who had grown up frolicking in the depths of the ocean as a child, and seemed to see her beautiful face in the flickering candlelight.

So my heart moved, and I sat up, shook my head, and closed my eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Mike's uncertain look, Mary hurriedly asked, "I remembered someone, and that was my little sister, Princess Fishman." ”

"Really?"

Mary sat up, stared at Mike and asked, "Where is she?" ”

"She is recognized as the most beautiful mermaid princess in the Ocean Kingdom."

Mike shook his head, trying to shake off the memories that had suddenly appeared.

As soon as she heard that it was a fish-like creature, Mary became even more interested and continued to ask the bottom line: "Is it?" Where is she? ”

"She's dead."

Mike lowered his voice and shook his head, "It's so tragic to die in the ocean red tide that thousands of whales committed mass suicide in Australia." ”

"It's a pity!"

She said sympathetically, a grim shadow on her face that was the global ocean red tide caused by atmospheric pollution at the end of the twentieth century, and then comforted him by saying, "Mike! Don't think about the past! ”

However, once the memory is resurrected, it will not be easily gone.

Mike didn't know why, at this moment, so many painful memories suddenly welled up in his mind.

He sighed deeply and said with great emotion, "How nice it would be if people had no memory at all!" ”

"No!"

Mary shook her head slightly, "If people don't have memories, they're almost like animals, and there's no human biology to study!" ”

"That's just as well!"

Mike nodded, then added, "However, memory is often a torture for people! ”

"There are pleasant memories too!"

Mary sat up and retorted, "Today's memories, for example, will always be good!" You say, don't you? ”

"Yes! Be! ”

Mike hastened to reply, "Thank you, Dr. Strong! However, after all, the ocean is the home that gave birth to me and nurtured me......"

Mary did not speak, as if she were asleep.

Mike spoke calmly, as if he were telling someone else's story.

He spoke every detail of the whole process, as if reliving that unforgettable experience.

He sat in his chair, looking at the ceiling, still lingering in his memories of the past.

The female reporter didn't bother him, thinking that having such a rich experience would be good for studying the biology of human nature.

At this time, someone knocked on the door gently, and Liu Hong shouted: "Please come in!" ”

The white lady who ran the hall came in, looked at the leftovers on the table, and asked respectfully, "The boss asked me to come and see, what else do you want to eat?" ”

"Mike, what else do you need?"

Liu Hong asked him.

"I'm well fed."

Mike patted his stomach and said, "Let's have a cup of coffee." ”

"Two cups of coffee!"

Mike pointed to the plate on the table and said, "Take these down." ”

"Yes!"

The white lady agreed, went outside and brought two cups of coffee, which brought a burst of aroma, and cleaned up the table, and turned and walked out.

Mike picked up a cup of coffee, put it under his nose and smelled it, suddenly sighed, and said with a pun: "Alas, people say that life is like a cup of coffee, bitter, sweet, and sometimes fragrant." Mary and I went into the rainforest of S Island, and there were no people for hundreds of nautical miles around, unrestrained and savage. Sometimes the weather is very hot, so we simply strip naked, stripe naked, look for ants in the dense forest, and shoot films with movie cameras. At that time, I often wondered if this might be the life of our ancestors, primitive people, including fish-like creatures living in the depths of the ocean. ”

"Nope! No! ”

Liu Hong joked, "The emotional life of primitive people may not be as delicate as that of real humans." ”

"Still,"

Mike combed his scattered hair and said with interest, "Primitive people may be more open, they don't have as many concerns as us real humans." ”

"Listen to what you just said--"

Liu Hong asked him with concern, "Are you and Mary going to break up?" ”

"Can't say break up!"

Mike waved at her and said, "We're just friends, very good friends, Mary was nice to me, but never in love!" We went to S Island for nine days to investigate the rainforest, found six new ant populations, made specimens, and recorded their habits. When I returned to the United States and returned to the Marine Life Museum, the feeling was probably similar to that of American GIs returning to the United States from the battlefield in Vietnam. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly asked, "Big reporter, you don't laugh at me, think that I, a fish-man from the bottom of the Atlantic, are too bohemian. Too romantic? ”

"No, it won't!"

Liu Hong shook her head and said seriously, "We fully understand your situation, in our Chinese language, this is called the southern orange and the northern orange, follow the customs of the locals, and sing what songs on what mountain." Besides, you're studying the biology of human nature! Come! Life has wine and must be happy! Mike, I'll replace the wine with tea, let's dry this bottle! ”

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Mike lifted half a bottle of sake and touched it with Liu Hong, "Goo! Goo! ”

I drank it.