The cosmic wallpaper in the office gradually brightens up and enters daytime mode.

A simple breakfast, carried by a robotic arm from a passage in the ceiling, is placed on D's desk.

Breakfast was a slice of white bread, a glass of nutrient solution, some vegetable salad and sausage-like food.

Of course, taste broadcasting can turn these food mothers, which only maintain nutritional and eating properties, into a delicious breakfast anywhere on the planet.

At this time, D is not interested in taking care of this, he is reading through the theoretical knowledge and practical cases of time sliding one by one.

The reading speed was set much faster than usual, and page by page of information appeared and disappeared in front of him, moving on to the next page.

In addition, the detail level of these documents has been set to "Sketch", which is much shorter than the normal level of detail.

D looked at the progress bar and adjusted the level of detail to "Minimal".

Some knowledge points are even just a few words and obscure technical words.

D Push the condensed information aside.

Then move the encyclopedia to the middle and adjust the detail to "minimal".

Encyclopedia information has also become a table of contents.

D draws a line between the document windows on both sides with his finger, and a form with an option box pops up in the air, listing the options associated with the two forms.

D dotted a little on "Repeat".

The option box form becomes a blank document form, appearing from top to bottom: Crime, Coordinates, Time, Gap, Space, Path, Corona, Explosion......

Corona?!

D chewed a few mouthfuls of gum mother, I seem to have heard this term last night!

With a movement of his fingers, the progress of the association stopped.

First of all, the details of the knowledge materials are enlarged to "extremely detailed", and when searching for the keyword "star crown", it is written: time gliding is divided into civilized autonomous gliding and natural passive gliding, and in natural passive gliding, the occurrence proportions are "black hole collapse", "space-time squeezing", "galaxy explosion", "super-giant coronal explosion" and other cosmic natural phenomena.

Then the details of the encyclopedia information are also enlarged to "extremely detailed", and when I search for the keyword "corona", it is written: The corona is a unique cosmic wonder of the fifty-fifth star of the Cancer Nebula, and it is a cosmic phenomenon that is like a flame rising when a large number of electric ions and gamma rays escape from the star in a short period of time. It is usually 1/10,000th of the diameter of a star and can extend hundreds of kilometers.

Then D clicked the keyword "star crown" twice in a row, and opened the keyword search engine of the whole network.

When you click on the "4D image" label, a small star model appears in front of D, and the whole body is a vivid rose red. The entire surface of the star is the image of methane burning, and from time to time a flaming corona rises between the burns, and then suddenly disappears, leaving a very brief cosmic vacuum in the space above the star. This vacuum existed only for a moment, and then it was still filled back into the vacuum by cosmic interstellar matter by "cosmic pressure" to end this short but magnificent cosmic performance.

Looking at the corona observation curve of the 55th star of the Cancer Nebula, the height of the corona is basically stable at the level of 1/10,000 of the diameter of the star, and the curve of length and energy released is also very flat, until the most recent time, the scale of the corona suddenly jumps sharply, and the height is directly close to half of the diameter of the entire star!

And the energy released at that time was tens of thousands of times that of the average single corona!

And when you look at the timeline coordinates of the impulse curve of that indicator curve, it is the day of the escape from Galaxy Prison!

D, like an initiation, stood up and yelled "found"!

"Congratulations!" Wo Jin always loses no time in being empathetic.

D said in an excited voice: "Sound Log: The galactic prison escape of the Galaxy Prison in the Cancer Nebula has a huge corona that has the potential to trigger a local time slide!" ”

Then he put the relevant materials he had just read and punched a document bag with his hands and put it in his voice notes.

D closed his eyes, pinched his eyebrows with his thumb and forefinger, and put it as if there was also a burning planet, inspiration was like a rising star crown, fleeting, D wanted to desperately grasp this precious moment, because he knew that it was related to the survival and fate of his life and death brother S.

Because S is the benefactor who once saved himself!

D's memories go back to eight years ago, when he first entered the Earth Alien Management Center!

Like all fledgling young people, D has an immature ego in him. It's as if he's already an interstellar hero in a certain Wei comics, invincible and omnipotent.

And D's mentor is S, who entered the industry a few years earlier.

In D's seriousness, S is so ordinary, like the most inconspicuous salaryman, his eyes are full of all kinds of compromises and helplessness in life.

For S, D actually rejected it in his heart at first.

He neither has the flexible skills of various heroes, nor does he have beautiful partners around him, nor does he have cool weapons and equipment to hold around him, but he is wearing a crumpled suit, with a face of dust and vicissitudes.

Regarding D's arrival, S only said lightly: "It's coming." ”

According to D's imagination, the welcome scene should be full of rhetoric, enthusiastic encouragement, fierce applause, expectant eyes, and at least a short welcome party.

However, the beginning of everything was just S's sleepy-eyed "It's coming".

Then S drove a gravity hovering car that was really unflattering in appearance and performance, let him sit in the passenger seat, and slowly drove on the way to investigate the scene.

Sitting in this classic car, D felt that even graduate salarymen who had just gone to the company could afford to sell a much better car than this, and began to wonder if he had made the right choice.

While waiting for a signal in front of a traffic light, S glanced at a car next to him.

D also took a look, it was a red sports high-speed gravity hover, and in the car sat a few young people dressed in fashion, who were also looking at the old hovercar they were sitting in with disdain.

S whispered and turned the seat belt to high-speed mode.

What the?

For the first time, I knew that the seat belt also had a high-speed mode. Just as he looked down for the adjustment mechanism, he only heard the sports car next to him whizzing out like an arrow from a string.

At this time, the signal of the traffic light has not changed.

D still couldn't find where the adjustment switch S was talking about, and he anxiously said to S, "Excuse me......"

Before the sentence was finished, the signal changed.

S worked on the handlebars as if by magic, and D felt as if the entire hovercar was changing, and he saw in the rearview mirror that two super-large turbo-jet engines suddenly appeared in the back of the car.

Then there was a "buzzing" tinnitus.

The scenery around the car swept backwards like lightning.

D felt a strong pressure like a big rock pressing on his chest.

At this time, S quickly stretched out his right hand and swiped up on the outside of D's seat belt, and this pressure on D was slightly reduced.

D was puzzled, but he was still stunned by driving at this speed, and he couldn't say a word.

The sports car in front of them is getting closer and closer, and they seem to be desperately escaping from S's pursuit.

Still calmly holding the joystick, S forced the sports car into the makeshift parking lane of the road.

But the sports car did not have the slightest intention of stopping, but rushed through several roadblocks that opened automatically due to speeding, and continued to run forward lifelessly.

At high speed, a jet-black muzzle sticks out of the side window of the sports car, and before D can react, S holds the joystick with one hand and forcibly presses D's head below the front window with the other.

D's head almost touched his knees, only to hear a "boom", a pile of glass shards falling on his head and back like drops, and then he heard another "boom", and the car suddenly stopped.

D felt the wind above his head suddenly turn from a whistling to a breeze before he lifted his neck a little sore.

S had already forced the sports car with smoking engines in front and rear to stop, and controlled the people in the car, and I really don't know how he managed to get their weapons down.

"Wire them all up with electronic handcuffs." S still said to D lightly. Then he held a neutron gun in his left hand and a phone in his right hand and began to contact the center headquarters.

D saw multiple scars on S's face and forehead, and blood was like a red snake winding on his vicissitudes of life.

While D was torturing the last gangster, an electric current struck, and D couldn't move, but the young man hid behind D, took out a laser dagger in his hand, and put it on D's neck.

D felt the skin on his neck burn, and he could even smell the smell of burning.

S was still holding a gun and making unhurried calls.

"Lay down your weapons and put your hands behind your head!" The young man shouted loudly with his dagger.

S obediently put the neutron gun on the ground, and then slowly hung up the phone with his right hand, putting his hands crossed behind his head.

"Kick the gun!" Young people are starting to make new demands.

S obediently kicked the neutron gun in front of D with his foot. When the gangster put a knife against D's waist and went to pick up the gun, a neutron beam shot from the top of S's head to the gangster's hand holding the knife.

D was stunned and watched as S picked up the neutron gun and dialed out the call to the center's headquarters.

Ladies and gentlemen, it turns out that S found out in front of the traffic light that this group of young people is a member of an interstellar criminal organization that is being wanted, so he pursues it closely. When the assailant blasted off the front glass of the car in which S and D were riding with a weapon, S tilted his head to avoid the broken glass while pressing D's head, and then took out his weapon and directly destroyed the engine of the sports car from the direction of the broken front window. Then he stepped on the brakes and unbuckled his seat belt at the same time, flew out of the car from the front window, and used his weapon to destroy the gangster's weapon accurately in the air, and then rolled forward when he landed, stood up, took out a "neutron gun", and aimed it at the gangster.

S's weapon, in fact, is that phone; And his phone is the "neutron gun".

D's eyes widened, and his mouth wheezed as he watched as the mobile unit at the central headquarters took a group of gangsters into an armored prisoner van.