Time can erase many things.

The students who experienced the accident have graduated for many years, and the dean has also transferred the rescue team and teachers who experienced the incident out of the seventh district.

At least until Lu Xiang returned to school, everything was as calm as he had planned.

It's a secret.

But the real object that needs to be concealed is not Lu Xiang himself.

"You're hiding from the Council."

"This is not in line with the rules of the coalition government. ”

The fact that the meteorite has not been detected is enough to attract the attention of the coalition government, and if the director is not lying, then according to the normal process, the counterintelligence service or MI7 will accept the case, and she will be transferred to the relevant agencies, where she will be under endless house arrest and experimentation.

The only thing that Lu Xiang didn't understand was the reason why the dean did this.

Concealment means that he will face a huge risk, and if the matter is revealed, he will not only lose his position as president of Daystar, but also most likely face trial and be sent to the Coalition Government's high-security prison.

"I'd like to hear your reasoning."

"Because I decided to believe in fate, maybe you won't, but when I saw the meteorite fall, I heard the call of fate."

Therefore, he needs to hide everything he found in the depths of the ruins from the coalition government, raise the child, and tell Lu Xiang what happened that night at a suitable time.

Even the dean himself did not understand what fate had promised him, it was more like some impulse that transcended rational thinking and was imprinted on his instincts.

He had flipped through countless books, trying to understand the source of his impulses.

The closest explanation to this is faith.

Fanatical beliefs transcend rational judgment and make people blind and persistent.

It's just that there is no church in the coalition government, and after the Dark Ages, the council believes that the citizens of the coalition government do not need such a dangerous thing, and they hope that when faced with important decisions, there will be only one voice heard within the coalition government.

The Lunar Eclipse Cult is the religion he knows of for the longest time and has the largest number of followers.

"And this point in time is the day when you grow up and have the ability to protect yourself."

The recent series of turmoil in the core city proves that this day has come, and Lu Xiang has indeed come to him as if guided by fate.

However, fate is always hazy, and the dean listens and follows the guidance of fate, but does not know where the road leads.

Maybe Lu Xiang will give him the answer.

"Dean'......"

After a long time, Lu Xiang spoke, "According to Professor Myers's theory, you have most likely been brainwashed by the Interference-type Psychic Ability. ”

Although she knew she should be grateful to the Dean for not handing her over to the Senate, she had to be honest and reminding him.

Trust in destiny and listen to its guidance.

I don't know where the road leads, but I still flock to it.

Strong convictions sustain them.

The above is the means that Song Lan summed up the whispers of the upper world to deceive people, and in the field of anti-fraud, the dumb bird is indeed a good bird.

The dean already had all the criteria for being brainwashed, just like the fanatical believers of the church in the past.

When he was still in the fourth district, Song Lan also explained the interference-type spiritual energy.

Usually the disruptor can only control the target's actions in a simple and crude way, implanting an idea is a more advanced means, and in order to achieve this, the coalition government's biopharmaceutical companies have developed a large number of drugs to weaken the individual's consciousness, so that the interfering psychic ability can take advantage of the void.

Turning people into fanatical believers is a higher level, at least up to the δ level.

But now is not the time to denounce.

Lu Xiang already had a faint premonition in her heart, most of the people who made "psychological hints" to the dean were herself, and the result of her eagerness to denounce was to be hit in the back of her head by a boomerang, which was very in line with Song Lan's style, but she was not a funny character in this style.

The first time she dealt with Dr. Shiratake, she realized something unusual about herself.

Bai Zhu said that her brain is different from ordinary people, and can easily withstand the load brought by the "deep web" chip.

Medell said that she was the only person other than Song Lan who could give instructions directly to the Devourer, and that most of the other individuals who had a conscious connection with the Devourer were in a state of consultation and communication.

After follow-up research, Maydell discovered that the Devourers are a very wonderful race.

Although it became much friendlier and kinder under Song Lan's influence, many deep-rooted ideas could not be rewritten.

For example, the hierarchy identified by the Devourer.

Song Lan has made "humans" "friends" in its cognitive system, but Lu Xiang does not seem to be in this category, and Madele believes that only when the Devourer believes that Lu Xiang is a higher-level life form, will they obey her instructions in this way.

And now, her head directly contains the entire 'Sea of Souls'.

This is by no means justified by being gifted, RT6 said that if she were someone else, handing over the "Sea of Souls" would be enough to break her head, let alone use the "Sea of Souls" permission.

This is the reason why Lu Xiang decided to temporarily return to Daystar after finishing his trip to the fourth district.

Daystar Academy, as her starting area, is likely to hide many hidden secrets.

It's like "X Magic City", there are locations where you have to get a high jump or fly ability in the later stages before you can come back to explore.

"Where are the remains of the meteorite?"

……………………………………

It's an express hovering car to the capital of the Oasis, with a bulletproof coating and some of the best cool makeovers on the market today.

Here, Song Lan felt the need to insert an advertisement.

Thanks to the sponsorship of the fraternity and the "garbage treatment plant", this high-end hovercar is the car of the head of the "waste treatment plant", who generously lent them the hovercar to help them get around the oasis.

In addition to the top-of-the-line rebuilds, the car itself saves them a lot of trouble.

Local law enforcers did not dare to stop them, saving them the effort to go through the formalities.

Thank you, the unknown head of the "garbage disposal plant".

……

"On the bright side, maybe you don't have to kneel on the washboard."

Nothingness breaks the silence in the car.

William and the others, who were traveling with him, slept like dead pigs, and he suspected that they would not wake up by kicking these humans off the hovercar.

He thought a lot along the way, and since he met Song Lan, his always chaotic thoughts have become much more organized.

The Upper World is not only their homeland, but also the source of their energy, and he will inevitably be affected by some influences.

One of the main manifestations is the confusion of memory, and many things can only be remembered in a few fragments.

In human terms, this is a precursor to Alzheimer's disease.

The Chamber of Commerce also prepared a warehouse of imported medicines for him very intimately in case of emergency.

"It's not easy to destroy the upper world, there are quite a few tricky existences there, so, I suspect that you actually have accomplices."

Nothingness felt that it would be much more reasonable to look at the destruction of the upper world in terms of gang crimes.

And now all the clues point to this old friend of theirs.

As the only three winners of the cricket fighting competition, she is perfectly suited to the identity of the suspect in terms of ability and motivation.

In this way, Song Lan does not have to kneel on the washboard.

"The coalition government has long since eliminated washboards, and now they all use washing machines, and artificial intelligence is really convenient...... And why are you still playing detective RPGs? ”

Song Lan figured out the 'nothingness'.

He now suspects that the other party doesn't care about the archaeologist's whereabouts at all, and that he just wants to find an opportunity to break someone's knee with a bullet like the characters in the movie.

Among them, Scarface has unfortunately become the object of the pastime of "nothingness".

But for Song Lan, the role-playing game has long been over, and he now needs to find the real people of the brotherhood and interview them why they are bothering Lu Xiang.

"It's okay, I can sponsor your washboard in friendship, and there are many families in Oasis who use this."

"Thanks, but if you really don't have anything to do, you can try jumping from this height, it should be quite exciting."

"No need."

Nothingness waved his hand, and he noticed that Song Lan seemed to be becoming more and more aggressive since leaving the Cloud String Inn.

Many people will be deceived by Song Lan's harmless appearance, but he is different.

He knew that Song Lan was not only good at domination, but also reached the peak of destruction and destruction.

Humans simply can't understand the horror of Song Lan's abilities.

There is a limit to any life, even them, and his ability can skip this long process in an instant, allowing all existing lives to reach their end.

It's just that......

"Nothingness" glanced at Song Lan.

The latter folded down his chair and lay on it leisurely, his eyes covered with an eyepatch reflecting a cartoon bird.

This had to make Nothingness wonder if William and the others were also influenced by Song Lan if they slept so dead.

Compared to them, Song Lan is more like a pathogen that spreads viruses all the time, as long as you give up resistance and are willing to be infected by the virus, you can easily become his good friend.

"What do you remember about that old friend?"

Song Lan asked.

"She? I remember that she had been studying you all along. ”

"Why?"

"Because you are not the same as the way we exist, it is the right way to take believers, to start a church, to draw energy from their faith, and you, since you went to us, have spread the virus everywhere, and you have destroyed the atmosphere...... So she started her research on you. ”

Some beings in the upper world suggested that Song Lan was not the same kind as them, that he was something specious, and that he should be banished before the atmosphere was further polluted.

This proposal was strongly opposed by the old friend, who was very interested in the way Song Lan existed and wanted to study it more deeply.

"Nothingness" coughed lightly and said, "The preliminary results of the study show that this virus is not life-threatening, and can even have the effect of prolonging life to a certain extent, but the side effects are that the patient's time of awakening is reduced by 20%-35%, and the reaction power is reduced by 15%-19%. ”

This seriously affected the strategy of the upper world.

They need a child of prophecy who will help them master the threads of fate, not a "reminder sleep helper" who drags everyone to sleep together.

But the most amazing thing about Nothingness is that their old friend has escaped the virus.

"She's different from you, she's always got everything in order, and the two of you can be considered complete opposites."

Since Song Lan opened her mouth to ask, 'Nothingness' continued along the topic.

It's a long road, and the navigation on the hovercar shows that the capital of the oasis is still 4 hours away.

For him, memory is like a jigsaw puzzle.

He's pieced together a few, but there are still some unsolved mysteries.

For example, why did these two of his friends suddenly have a hot head and destroy the entire upper world?

Song Lan's personality meant that he would never be an active changemaker, and their old friend ...... Nothingness couldn't think of her motives for turning the gun on others.

Every time my mind is limited to this, I can't help but be angry in my heart.

"It's all your fault, why didn't you take me to play later?"

Obviously, the virus was brought to the upper world by him!

If you have to pick one culprit, he's probably the most well-deserved one!

"Aren't we good friends!"

After a few years, Nothingness finally asked another party angrily, "Anyway, I'm also the champion of the first cricket fighting competition, and it's no problem to drag a few people." ”

The more I think about this 'nothingness', the more I feel unbalanced.

They are a combination of three musketeers, and when the other two are calling for wind and rain in the upper world, he is doing serious research in the "lower realm", making him seem like he is here to make up the numbers.

"Why are you holding them back, you have a grudge against them?"

"No hatred."

"Then you ......"

"yes, why should I help you hold them down?"

Nothingness also realized the problem in hindsight, but he quickly changed his words, "It's not a matter of holding them back, it's about the trust of friends!" You still haven't explained to me why you ruined this home! ”

"I forgot."

"I don't think you can tell why."

Nothingness knew that Song Lan had never been a lover of jigsaw puzzles, and even if he could occasionally glimpse the reflection of his memory, he would never bother to bother to put these fragments together.

But that old friend was different.

She always has plenty of planning.

Falling like a falling star, and the time when Song Lan disappeared, may be in her plan.

When you see the real her, you have to ask for clarification.

"I see, you're suspicious of Lao Lu."

"Yes."

……

There was another long silence.

"Why is there no follow-up again?"

'Nothingness' couldn't help but ask, he was already ready for Song Lan to ask a question, and then he analyzed it and was ready to point everything to Lu Xiang.

"I just suddenly thought of an old friend."

"Who?"

"Mr. Chai Ke."

"Chai Ke?"

Nothingness thought about it for a long time, and didn't match the name with anyone.

The name is not derived from either the upper world nor the upper echelons of the church.

"Assuming you're right......"

Song Lan paused and said, "Mr. Chai Ke once wanted to get rid of Lao Lu and me. ”

With this momentum alone, Song Lan felt that Mr. Chai Ke should be rewarded with another 50 million watts.

Small Theatre Its Two Hundred and Fifty-Nine:

Monday, afternoon, month, year

As the minutes ticked by, all that remained in the office was the sound of the tip of a pen sliding across an electronic screen.

Guan Lili, who was sitting face-to-face with Lu Xiang, said, "Minister Lu, I don't think it's good for you to be like this. ”

Although Lu Xiang showed an iron-faced and selfless image that was not interested in dry pot potatoes, she dragged herself with practical actions.

The cunning Song Lan has long since disappeared.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Xiang raised his eyes to look at her, "This is the daily life of a public official in the coalition government. ”

"Aren't you afraid of the leakage of secrets from the counterintelligence services?"

"The documents on your side are screened and don't involve non-disclosure agreements."

This pile of information was originally prepared for Song Lan, but under the temptation of dry pot potatoes, Guan Lili unfortunately became a scapegoat.

Song Lan said that he would go back early to prepare the ingredients, but Lu Xiang really couldn't think of a reason to stop him.

"That ......"

Guan Lili gritted her teeth in resignation, and asked again, "After correcting these, can I go to your house for dinner at night?" ”

"Yes, but there must be a ritual to rub rice."

"Ritual?"

"Russian roulette."

"There's no need for that!" Guan Lili was so frightened that her voice was raised, "I just want to have a meal, I don't need to gamble my life!" ”

"It's an improved version."

"Huh?"

"You'll see a whole plate of dry-pot potatoes mixed with ginger, and eating 10 slices of ginger first counts as a failure."

(End of chapter)