Chapter Twenty-Three: The Search for Shelter

"The two handsome young men you saw, listening to your description, should be Pleiades, blonde hair, white skin and blue eyes. The body is beautiful, but there are also Pleiades that hide the characteristics of Asians, and when you go to humans, people can't find them. They have been on Earth for a long time, and they are all over the world. โ€

"They all seem to like the Earth." Tal laughed at himself.

Avia smiled, all kinds of alien bodies come to the earth for their own purposes, but they also abide by the cosmic norms and treaties, do not interfere in the evolution of low-level civilizations, and hide their identities so as not to cause panic among human beings.

Although many people have seen all kinds of flying vehicles flying to the earth, they have only seen the spacecraft from afar, which does not prove that there are aliens living on the earth because of the lack of contact with aliens.

The people of the earth only believe in themselves, and there is no other civilization in this universe except humans.

Arrogant and self-contained, what the earthlings need is to slowly accept the improvement of spiritual civilization, and the high-latitude civilization is also paying attention to the evolution process of the earth, giving timely guidance and providing the right rail options.

It is hoped that the earth will gradually get closer to the cosmic civilization, assimilate and improve synchronously, and join the interstellar family.

The task is a long way to go, and the Pleiades are also from individuals, and they come to Earth voluntarily to serve as this guiding duty.

"You feed meat to the dogs?" Tal has questions.

"There is a planet not far from the earth, where physical life cannot survive because the environment is extremely unsuitable, but there is a group of conscious life living there. They don't have a concrete physical image, and when they want to eat and drink, they can mentally produce the food they want, and when they want to sleep, they can also produce a comfortable bed for them to rest. โ€

Tal exclaimed, "So, what you gave the stray dog to eat..."

Avia nodded: "Yes, at least they have the strength to live, and the food gives them comfort and satisfaction." โ€

"Okay." Tal decided not to care about this anymore. I still want to ask why this cat man came to this park.

"What you should care about is what carrier you're suitable for." Avia smiled and communicated with it, now focusing on Tal himself, nothing else mattered.

This is indeed what Tal is concerned about, without the stone shell to protect the chip, it must be equipped with an external body.

Looking at the sky, it was already past two o'clock in the morning, and Avia took it to a place.

A high-rise building seven or eight miles from the park was brightly lit, and the building was marked with the 301 Hospital in the north of the city.

The big yard, the cars are full, and the people who go in and out from time to time are mostly dressed in white.

"Here?" Tal wondered.

"That's right." Avia suddenly changed her outfit, with a wide line hat on her head blocking her pointed ears and long mane, wide black glasses blocking her golden almond eyes, a mask firmly covering the fluff of a cat-like man on her face, and a long black coat covering her long tail. In addition to resembling a human, this outfit does not make people suspect that it is not human anymore.

"Where did you get your clothes?" Tal was with it, and he didn't know when he came out with it.

"Ask the humans to borrow it." Avia's performance is an understatement.

"Borrow?" For a moment, Tal was ignorant that if he asked someone to borrow clothes, he had to consider the word borrowing, because its synonym is stealing.

After entering the hospital, Avia looked for the inpatient department, the silent corridor, the silent door, the sleepy patient's family members on the chairs outside the corridor.

The hospital is a place of life and death, where human pain, sickness, weakness, and death are all displayed.

Few people paid attention to Avia, the protection was so obvious, as if she was afraid of getting sick, a nurse who was still awake at the nurses' station stood up: "Who are you looking for?" โ€

Generally, if you can't find a bed for a patient, the nurse's station can help you find it.

Tal knew that Avia was definitely looking for a target, but he couldn't respond before he could determine who the target was.

Avia said softly: "It's a relative of a friend's family, it's very serious, when I'm dying, my friend can't come for a while, so I can't come to see it, I don't know which ward I'm in." I forgot what it was called. โ€

The nurse understood in seconds, the young face was full of sympathy, and pointed to the west corridor: "There are two wards at the end of the side, both of them, you can go and find them." โ€

Avia nodded and headed west. The nurse stared at her back.

The lights at the end of the corridor are still bright, and at the end of the corridor there are two tight windows on the wall to block the cold of the night outside, and there is a portal on each side, each with four beds inside, inside are drowsy patients lying in the striped quilts specially prepared by the hospital, and several family members are sleepy at the end of the bed.

Seeing this stranger, one or two of the guardian family members suddenly woke up, looking at Avia at the door, their faces were surprised.

Avia's finger swiped into the void, and the faint golden light disappeared as soon as it appeared, and then a strange effect was produced, and the family members lowered their heads one by one as if they were hypnotized and fell into a coma.

Avia went in and walked to the bedside one by one to look at the faces of the patients, communicating with Tal's thinking.

"Is this okay?"

"Don't."

"Where's this?"

"It's too old."

"This?"

"Too skinny."

"And this one?"

"It's too dark."

After a while, this hospital room will be finished.

Tal one was not satisfied.

"Are you a beauty pageant? The patient has several good-looking. Avia frowned.

But she followed Tar's wishes.

It's all dying sick humans, dying, but death is also a good thing, freeing their imprisoned spiritual consciousness from the density of their bodies.

Avia walked to another room, doing the same thing, and went in to take a look.

As a result, Tal was still not satisfied.

If Ai Mushi finds that the body is not good-looking, will he ignore him in the future? She likes handsome guys.

"Who is Ai Mushi?" As soon as he noticed the fluctuating information of Tal's memory, Avia asked curiously.

"She is, she's a human friend of mine." Tal explained.

Ai Mushi seemed to have grown into a brand in his heart.

It is touched inadvertently, and even if it is separated, it does not make it forget.

Avia looked at the glittering golden core chip in her hand and thought for a moment.

She turned and walked away, leaving the room.

"See? Who is it? The nurse looked back at her and asked enthusiastically.

"Not here." Avia replied, "Maybe it's a mistake, it's not on this level." โ€

There were different patients on each floor, and the nurse enthusiastically instructed, "Then you go upstairs and look for it." โ€

Avia didn't look for it, he went downstairs directly, he sat by the flower bed full of greenery in the open space in the center of the hospital outside the hospital, staring at the people coming and going in the inpatient department.

An ambulance whined in, stopped at the entrance of the inpatient department, carried a patient, and paramedics rushed in to rescue him.

The normal outpatient building does not have a doctor at night.

At night, the doctors on duty in the inpatient department also treat the emergency department.

It may happen suddenly, and the patient has no family members around.

"Another car accident." Avia sighed.

Ever since humans can drive, they have been rushing for their lives.

When the speed of the car is too fast, the thinking can not react, it will lead to mistakes in action, causing serious consequences and car accidents.

"Human beings do not value life." Tal agrees.

"But in reality human death is not a reality." Avia said softly.

A series of question marks in Tarr's head?

"It's true, Tรกr, humans never die, and the reason why death happens is because they want it to be like that. The product of this imagination is substantialized. Avia had a melancholy look on her face.

Tal did not respond.

It doesn't know why, it doesn't seem to understand.

"Like you, your body hasn't been long behind, and now you can still communicate with me, do you say you're dead or alive?"

Tal felt that what she said was reasonable, as if she could not refute it, but she felt that this statement was more contradictory.

Is it better for humans to die or to live?