"I said it, forgot about it." Recovering from her panic, Lilia's tone of voice, although still very calm, was full of sternness and unquestionableness.

Jack looked at Mitarai, who was staring intently at the holographic display on the console, "Why is this happening?" He asked.

"Oh," Jack said, looking at the lifeless missiles floating there, "all I did was ......" Jack stared blankly at the console, not remembering exactly which button or which joystick he had pressed in his hectic confusion.

According to the past habit, you only need to move your mouth to operate an aircraft, when have you ever used your hands?

"You know what?" "It's a brilliant idea to start a mass field without activating the protective screen beforehand." Hey man, you just saved the lives of all of us, you know what? ”

"Oh," said Jack, "really, it's no ......."

"Really?" Lilia said, "Well, let's forget about it." Okay, computer, let's log in. ”

"But ......" Mitarai didn't seem to understand how the two menacing guys suddenly turned into two docile cats.

When the aircraft landed on the earth, the sun finally rose, and the group of five walked slowly on the barren land.

This one is a monotonous gray, that one is a monotonous brown, and the rest is not interesting at all. The whole land was like a dry swamp, with no grass and an inch thick of ash, the dust of war that fell from the sky after a violent explosion.

The damage caused by nuclear war was not as terrible as people thought, and the grass began to sprout quietly from under the dust.

Mickey was visibly frustrated by the sight. She broke away from the group and strode forward alone, soon disappearing behind a raised mound.

The oncoming wind stung Jack's eyes and ears, and the rancid thin air tightened his throat. However, it was his spirit that was most stimulated.

"It's incredible......," he said, and the sound reached his ears, feeling a little awkward to himself.

The air was so smelly, there were a few corpses of unknown animals not far away, and Jack was a little nostalgic for the mass grave last night, compared to this, the mass grave was a beautiful garden.

"Tell me, it's a desolation... What? Mitarai thought about it for a long time before he said, "Shit is a lot more interesting than here." He was full of resentment.

In the midst of all the planets in all the galaxies of the Milky Way – many wild and bizarre, boiling with the noise of life – could he be left in such a place, and even after 15 years of abandonment? There's not even a steaming thing here!

Mitarai looked up at the sky, he was still a little hazy, but the sun had completely turned red.

He couldn't help but touch the e-book in his bag, it was hard, and his mood became depressed.

"I think it's good," Jack insisted, "you don't understand. After all, this is the first time I've stood on the surface of another planet...... Another completely unfamiliar world...... Although the situation here is so bad, it's a bit of a pity. ”

Ruyin tightened, trembling, and frowned. She could have sworn she saw something moving out of the corner of her eye. But when she looked in that direction, all she saw was the ship that was quietly parked there, about 100 yards away.

It took a few minutes for her to feel a little more relieved. For he saw Mickey standing at the top of the mound beckoning them to come over.

She looked excited, but she didn't know if it was the air or the howling wind, so she couldn't hear what he was shouting.

As they approached the edge of the plateau, they realized that it was basically circular – a crater about 150 yards wide.

The outer slope of the crater is dotted with a number of black and red blocks. They stopped and observed for a while. The lumps are wet and elastic.

Suddenly, they realize in horror that these are actually ---- meat.

At the top of the crater, they met Mickey.

"Look." She pointed to the bottom of the pit.

In the center lay the corpse of an unknown animal that had exploded, maybe a dinosaur, maybe a savage beast, and Jack thought to himself, if it hadn't had this war, it would have even enjoyed the honor that people had given it, and it had not had time to learn to grieve for its fate, and it would have ended up in pieces.

The silence was finally broken by a slight spasm in Ruyin's throat.

"I don't think there's any point in trying to bury it." Jack muttered, but immediately regretted it, wishing he hadn't said it, but fortunately, no one seemed to hear.

"Come on." Mickey said, walking down to the bottom of the pit.

"What, go down?" Ruyin said reluctantly.

"Yes." Mickey said, "Come on, I have something to show you." ”

"We've seen it." Ruyin said.

"Not this," Mickey said, "something else. Come on. ”

But everyone is still hesitant.

"Come on," Mickey insisted, "I've found a way in. ”

"Go in?" Jack asked uneasily.

"Enter this planet! An underground passage, a powerful explosion shook it open, and we can enter it now. We will enter a world that has never been disturbed by anyone for tens of thousands of years, into the depths of time itself......"

Mitarai began to hum sarcastically again.

Mickey knocked him off, and he shut his mouth.

They all shivered with disgust, and followed Mickey down to the bottom of the crater, trying not to look at the unfortunate fellow.

"To live or to live," Mitarai said sadly, "to hate it or to ignore it, in short, it is impossible to like it." ”

The ground caved in at the site of the explosion, revealing a network of corridors and passageways, mostly clogged with falling rubble and whale entrails.

Mickey must clear a path in order to access any of them. However, Mitarai dries this much faster.

Cold, damp air blew out from the entrance. The hand wash shines through with a flashlight, and there is a dark cloud of dust that you can't see anything.

"According to legend," he said, "the Rasmans spend most of their time underground. ”

"Why?" Jack asked, "Is the planet's surface already too polluted?" Or do they also have family planning? ”

"Family planning?" Mickey didn't get it.

"I mean... There are too many people. Jack said.

"No, I don't think so." "I think they just don't like the ground very much. ”

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Ruyin said, looking uneasily at the dark hole in front of her, "We've already been attacked once, don't you forget." ”

"Look, baby, I assure you, the total population on this planet is zero plus four of us. Come on, let's go in. Well, hey, earthlings......"

"I have a name, Jack, Sabs. Jack. Jack answered.

"Oh yes, you're guarding the exit of the passage with this robot, okay?" Mickey said.

"Guards?" Jack asked, "Guarding what?" You said there was no one else here. ”

"yes, well, just for safety, okay?" Mickey said.

"Whose safety? Yours or mine? ”

"Good man. Come on, let's go. ”

Mickey burrows into the passageway, followed by Jack, Ruin, Lilia, and Mitarai.

"Well, I hope you're all out of luck." Jack complained.

"Don't worry," Mitarai echoed, "they will." ”

In a matter of seconds, darkness enveloped Jack's body, and even when they were close at hand, they disappeared from Jack's sight.

Jack angrily stamped his feet around in circles, only to discover later that this cemetery of whales was not a good place to stomp.

Mitarai stared at him hatefully for a moment, then turned away.

Mickey walked quickly through the passage, but she was nervous too, but she was only disguised by striding forward with courage.

Jack shone around with the lamp in his hand. The surrounding walls were covered with dark tiles, which were cold to the touch, and the air was filled with a strong rancid stench.

"Look, how do I tell you're coming?" "It's a place that was once inhabited," he said. He said, walking past the tiled floor strewn with debris and ruins.

Mitarai inevitably remembered the fermentation pond of the soy sauce factory he had visited, though it was nowhere near as dirty as it was here.

At intervals, the tiles on the walls give way to a large mosaic of light colors that form a simple angular pattern.

Mitarai stopped to study one of them, but with his limited vision, he didn't see anything famous, so he greeted Mickey,

"Hey, do you know what these weird symbols mean?"

"I guess they're just some kind of weird symbols, and they don't mean much." Mickey had apparently noticed these strange patterns, and said casually, without even looking back.

Not getting an answer, Mitarai shrugged his shoulders and hurried to follow him.

From time to time, doors to small rooms appear on the left and right sides of the passage, and Jack finds it full of abandoned computer equipment. He dragged Mitarai into one of the rooms, wanting to take a closer look.

Ruyin followed, she didn't want Jack out of her sight for even a second now.

"You see," Mitarai said, "I assume this is Lathman......"

"yes," Mickie said, "didn't we all hear that recording?" ”

"Yes, that's why I accepted that inference – only at the time. But you've almost never said how you found it in a huge galaxy. It won't rely solely on interstellar maps, that's for sure. ”

"Meticulous research, top-secret government archives, meticulous reconnaissance work, and a little chance guesswork are pretty simple," Mickey said. ”

"And then," Mitarai said, "you stole the Heart of the Ocean to find this fabled ethereal thing?" ”

"I stole it to find something more," Mickey said. ”

"More?" Jack was surprised, "Like, what are you looking for?" ”

Mickey shook her head and said; "I don't know."

"What?"

"I don't know what I'm looking for."

"How could you not know?"

"Because...... Because...... I don't think I would have searched if I knew. ”

"What, are you crazy?"

"That's really a possibility that I haven't ruled out yet." "My knowledge of myself is limited to how my own mind actually works in the current situation, and I don't think it's very good at the moment," Mickey said calmly. ”

No one spoke for a long time, and Mitarai stared at Mickey, suddenly full of worry.

"Listen, old friend, if you want to ......" finally Jack broke the silence.

"No, wait a minute...... I've got to tell you something," said Mickey, "I've always been so headstrong. No one knew that I was running away from home with those aliens alone, and no one knew that I was alone enough to be a star-to-star coachman, and I suddenly thought of what I was going to do, and then, hey, I did it, why not?

I'll just do it. I thought I'd be the big president of the galaxy and then it happened, and it was pretty simple.

I decided to steal the ship, I decided I was going to look for Rathman, and then these things happened. Yes, I figured out how best to do this, and it worked.

It's like if you have a credit card, if you don't care about your life or death, then there will always be someone who cares more about your life and death. Anyway, your credit card can always be used.

But every time I stop and start thinking about — why I want to do this, how did I figure out how to do it—I feel a strong desire to stop thinking about it, as it is now. In fact, it took a lot of effort to say this. ”

Mickey paused, and then there was silence again. Then she frowned and continued: "Last night, I was worried about this again, worried that this part of my mind that determines whether I will be a normal person or not, seems to be working not quite properly.

Then it dawned on me that it seemed to be because someone else was using my brain to come up with some good idea and not greet me.

I put these two thoughts together, and I decided that it was very likely that someone had locked up this part of my mind for such a purpose, so that my own mind was not controlled by myself. ”

I began to think that it was entirely possible for us to have our brains controlled now, and that we wouldn't even need any high-tech to put on a glittering hat for you, and I kept wondering if there was any way to check it out in order to dispel my worries.

I was full of malice towards all the inspection departments, and I always felt like a guinea pig in their eyes. All I saw in their eyes was one word: 'Come, baby!' ’

After stealing the spaceship, I had my own medical pod and connected myself to a screen of brain photography. I snapped all the major checks on both heads—all the checks that government medical officials had done on me before my appointment as president of the galaxy was officially approved to take effect. Even stricter than they are.

The results showed nothing wrong, at least nothing unexpected, and they gave me the conclusion: 'Fuck, seriously normal'.

The conclusion shows that I am smart, imaginative, irresponsible, untrustworthy, outgoing, and in short, my personality, the best job for me is to be a professional liar!

This conclusion drives me crazy, am I so fit to be a liar, I haven't fooled anyone! There must have been a problem with the machine, I tried several times, and there was still no problem, I had a talent for being a liar, and in the end I was completely desperate, it seems that my biggest problem is nothing more than the question of who to fool, whether to fool the poor who think they know everything or to fool the rich who act like a fool at any time.

The last thing I did before putting the equipment away was to look at the overlapping photographs of a green spinach and a bald old fox next to each other.

Do you remember, when I was a kid, I was always superstitious about green? I've always wanted to be an ambassador of love for rescuing leper dogs from the kitchen? ”

Mitarai stared at him in confusion and nodded, he didn't dare to say, when you were a child, I was proud of eating dog meat, stealing chickens and touching dogs is my own skill, don't steal chickens, don't touch dogs, walk in vain in the world!

Lilia stared at him and was stunned to see her babbling like a drunken man, and Mitarai turned pale, thinking that his boss was crazy.

"What did someone do to you?" Mitarai asked in a muttered voice.

"Yes."

"Yes?!"

"But do you know who it is? Or, why? ”

"Why? I can only guess. But I do know who this son of a bitch is. ”

"You know? How do you know? ”

"Because he branded his initials on those nerve bonds. He left his initials there on purpose for me to see. ”

Jack looked at him in horror, feeling as if something was squirming on his skin.

"Initials? Seared in your brain? ”

"Yes."

"But who is he, for God's sake?"

Mickey looked at him in silence for a moment, then looked away.

“S· B。 She said calmly.

Just then, a metal shutter behind them slammed shut, and a puff of smoke began to fill the room.

"I'll tell you about it later." Mickey choked as the three of them quickly exited the room.