Classical music on the gramophone flows through a cramped room, decorated with dim yellow lights, a few moths hanging under the lampshade, and a table full of books and sticky notes all over the room. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

An old white man with gray hair and beard, writing something on his desk, is a sonnet:

deathbenotproud

deathbenotproud,thoughsomehavecalledthee

mightyanddreadful,for,thouartnotso,

for,those,whomthouthink‘st,thoudostoverthrow,

dienot,poordeath,noryetcanstthoukillme;

fromrestandsleep,whichbutthypicturesbe,

muchpleasure,thenfromthee,muchmoremustflow,

andsoonestourbestmenwiththeedogo,

restoftheirbones,andsoul‘sdelivery.

thouartslavetofate,chance,kings,anddesperatemen,

anddostwithpoison,war,andsicknessdwell,

andpoppy,orcharmscanmakeussleepaswell,

andbetterthanthystroak;

whyswell‘stthouthen?oneshortsleeppast,wewakeeternally,

anddeathshallbenomore; death,thoushaltdie.

The translation goes something like this:

Death, don't be proud

Death, you are not proud, though some say that you are,

How powerful, how terrible, you are not;

You think you've knocked someone down, but in fact,

Poor Grim Reaper, they are not dead; You can't kill me now.

Rest, sleep, these are just a portrayal of you,

If you can give people enjoyment, then you yourself must provide more;

The sooner our best people go with you,

The sooner you can get the rest of your body and the liberation of your soul.

You are a slave to fate, to chance, to monarchs, to outlaws,

You live with poison, war, disease,

Poppy and spells compared to your blows, the same,

It even pushes me to sleep; So why do you have to be arrogant?

After a little sleep, we wake up forever,

There will never be death again, and you will die.

There is also a scribbled sketch painting in front of the desk, which is a distortion of some words and numbers, a bit of Van Gogh's style. The signature of the painting is the branch-like signature of Yi San's grandfather, the inverted river.

"Death is instantaneous, but joy is eternal. Eternal moments, what is that? The old man muttered.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the ice cracking.

This is a probe for Martian migration. Because the day before yesterday, a wireless message was sent from here, using the ancient and abandoned frequency of the Earth base, a message was a picture message. It was the message James received. The picture shows a bird's-eye view of the Earth from space. Not far from here, the mothership fleet of the Martian migrant advance team hurriedly sent people out to investigate the cause.

Almost at the same time, the Earth Defense Team's Australian base also sent three stealth fighters to fly to the signal source. At this point, the whole world was playing that picture. Because this picture is not an aerial picture, but a computer-generated picture, the ratio of the earth, land and sea in the picture is completely wrong. It's like a bird's-eye view of another blue planet.

More than 10,000 people have submitted their papers, including engineers, priests, doctors, teachers, painters, etc. There is a provocation to say that the Martian immigrants gave us, which is their blueprint for a new world; It is said that this is the language of the Bible to be fulfilled, that the sixth great flood is coming, that millions of people will be gone, that a monstrous flood will drown everything, and that only those who believe in the Lord will be able to get on the boat and escape the disaster. Others say that this is an abstract work of art, which reflects the author's disgust with war and his yearning for peace from the composition and color; It is also said that this is the plate composition of the next civilization on the earth, and the author must be an unborn university scholar who cites Wegener's theory and reasoned eloquently that this is the plate of the earth 8,000 years later, which is the product of the next civilization; There are also hackers who have found the mosaic-level password from the black background of the earth, and swear that it is Beethoven's second symphony.

In short, it's all. The Earth base knew that this was a top-secret piece of information, but there was no way to start it.

At this time, Yi San and them were looking for the Zhuloba Stone Plate in the underground base, and as Kyle and them went deeper, more and more mysteries were displayed in front of their eyes, but they found more facts that made them not come back to their senses for a long time, and they couldn't accept it for the time being.

Kyle is more than 200 meters underground, but the base is like a road to hell that will never end.

During this time, I also encountered a transparent creature, but it was easily resolved.

Kyle learns that this is a biological research base, a base secretly authorized by a United Nations organization. The direction of the research is unbelievable, but it is expected. This base mainly studies gene transplant directions, such as the Sleepless Warrior. However, it didn't stop there, looking at the octopus with a human head, the tiger embryo with wings, the cat with six eyes, etc., soaked in the formalin jar, made Yi San and them sick to their stomachs several times.

"Are you sure this organization isn't evil?" James couldn't believe it was an al-Qaeda organization authorized by the United Nations.

"At that time, we were experiencing the impact of extraterrestrial civilizations, and the earth was in a hurry to progress, and this organization should not be an evil organization." The more Wang Xiaoming looked, the more frightened he became, these layers were densely packed with specimen laboratories, and in the dark, some biological specimens with fluorescent gene fragments on the body surface glowed faintly green, and their expressions were painful and hideous.

Eve grabbed Yi San's arm tightly the whole time, and followed Kyle and them tremblingly. Eve grabbed Yi San when he picked the flesh, and he didn't feel pain, because the shock in his heart far exceeded the pain.

"Eve, isn't that your forte, are you sure you don't want to take a sample?" Although James was timid, he was not much afraid of these specimens, because he felt that these were dead things, and they were terrible and did not pose a threat to himself.

"I'm a toxicopathologist and not a biologist." Eve was angry, and James was still making fun of her at this time.

Kyle, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and asked Eve in a solemn and soft voice, "Is it possible for the creatures soaked in formalin to be active?" ”

"How is it possible, it is used to sterilize and embalm when soaking specimens." Eve replied.

"And what's the color of formalin?"

"Colorless?"

"What about the cell culture medium?"

"Blue."

"I think we're in trouble." Kyle used a miner's lamp to shine a puddle of liquid that was about to dry up underground, next to it was a broken petri dish, this glass petri dish was half a meter long and wide, and nearly two meters high, and there were tubes connected to the petri dish, judging from the puddle of culture liquid on the ground, this glass petri dish should be broken soon, no more than two days.

Cuihua said that many genetic monsters chased them to that room at that time, and they killed a lot of genetic monsters in the corridor, but the corridor we saw was empty. Will? Wang Xiaoming said worriedly.

Immediately, several sounds of glass breaking came from the base downstairs.

"Do you want to run?" When James saw the specimens in front of him, which might be living creatures, his whole face turned blue with fright.

"There must be a Juloba stone plate down here! Let's get down! Kyle ran to the next level of the base first.

"Let's keep up." Wang Xiaoming urged James to hurry up and follow.

Yi San was very curious about what this Zhuloba stone plate was. But it seems that Kyle knows something, but every time he wants to say something, he stops, which makes Yi San even more curious.

When the group came down, they looked at the underground base and were amazed.