In one corner of the warehouse, a shimmer of yellow light came in from the high air window, just in time for Autumn to see the old shovel's face clearly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The old shovel was older than ever, and the vicissitudes of time had made his face crawl with wrinkles, and one eye could not even be fully opened, squinting at the outside world by relying only on the slightest gap in the eyelid drooping. But his spirits are better than before, and the corners of his mouth are full of smiles.

The old shovel took the "little black charcoal" from his hand, played with it and said, "So, this little gadget is still of great use to you?"

He listened to Autumn talk about the role of the little black charcoal, and then threw out some questions, and couldn't help but check it in his hand, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

Autumn is full of emotion, several times of life and death, it is all by holding the little black charcoal in his hand to save the day, especially Xiaoxue's hatred, all thanks to the help of the little black charcoal, so that he can get his wish. If it weren't for Xiao Heitan, he might still be an ordinary junior martial artist at this time, still practicing in the martial arts academy.

Autumn asked, "Did you make this hedron after all?"

The old shovel laughed, "Is this your problem?"

Autumn nodded, the question that had been haunting his mind. The power of the little black charcoal is so huge, why can the old shovel be made without being a warrior? If he got it, why should he give it to him? What makes him even more uneasy is that the ability of the little black charcoal is so huge, is there any drawback, what if it fails one day?

The old shovel saw the change in his expression through the glimmer of light, and grinned, "Remember what I said? You can see that you care about this hedron very much. You have today's achievements, relying on your own martial arts cultivation, and it has nothing to do with this spar. But if you rely too much on this hedron, the road will only get narrower and narrower. ”

Autumn said cautiously, "Could it be that there is any flaw in this spar?"

The old shovel laughed, laughter echoing in the empty factory, and then said, "This is not a spar at all!"

Autumn's eyes widened, staring blankly at the old shovel, and muttered, "Not a spare?"

"That's right!" said the old shovel categorically, "this is a secret of mine, would you like to hear it?"

Without waiting for Autumn to answer, he said to himself: "In the last years of the old era, a young man engaged in research work with a great scientist who was internationally renowned. Of course, having such an opportunity was very precious to this young man, who was like a sponge absorbing all kinds of knowledge in those years. The research topic of their research group is micro-nuclear energy application models. ”

Autumn cried out with an "ahhh In the new era, everyone talks about "nuclear" color change, and nuclear energy is like a lingering shadow that has always shrouded people. The five cities suspended in the air, and the vast continent with black blood below, are a reminder of the catastrophe brought about by nuclear energy. At this time, I suddenly heard the name that could stop the child from crying in the middle of the night, and Autumn couldn't stop being shocked.

The old shovel seemed to talk about a trivial matter, and continued: "The research went well, the model proposed by the great scientist was quickly verified, the relevant theory was supported by experimental data, and every staff member in the institute had a smile on their faces, and they clapped their hands in celebration, as if they were celebrating a holiday." And the fact is that the Nobel Prize that year was awarded to the great scientist. And because of the great contribution he made in the experiment, the young man was accepted as a closed disciple by the great scientist. ”

The old shovel's weak body suddenly straightened up, his head was raised, and his face showed a different look, as if he was receiving worship from everyone, it was the most wonderful time of his life, and his future was bright.

"Follow-up research is still ongoing, but many companies, governments, and even rare investors have come to the door with huge sums of money in the hope of putting this model into practice. Wealth from all over the world is flocked to the Institute, and so are the world's best talents. Business tycoons, scientific geniuses, management elites, investment tycoons, there are big people who can count their names on their fingers every day, and each of them stands in front of this young man, all respectfully, as if this young man has become a person who controls their life and death. ”

In those years, supplemented by funds and manpower, this young man also transformed into a scientific giant in charge of the world's most important laboratory. The great scientist is old and weak, and many things are carried out by this young man. This young man is also like a fish in water, his ability has been further improved, and even the circle of contacts is either rich or expensive. ”

"Soon the miniature nuclear energy model was mass-produced, and batches of raw materials arrived in the factory and then were produced. Under the auspices of young people, various models of nuclear energy are pushed into everyday products. It's like...... Now the civil spar is average. But nuclear power is not a mental power, everyone can manipulate it, and it has become a universal energy source. All it takes is water and air for it to work. It has made a great contribution to the economic development of the society. Pollution has decreased, people's lives have changed for the better, and everything is going in a good direction. And after receiving countless honors, the great scientist also passed away suddenly. The young man unexpectedly became the heir to this patent. ”

Autumn listened with a solemn expression, he didn't expect that the old shovel would have such an identity, if it was placed in the old era, he would definitely be a big man, even more noble than the current city lord. However, it has entered the era of mental strength, the vicissitudes of life, and the changes in the world, which is really embarrassing.

A question suddenly occurred to him and asked, "And how old are you this year?"

The old shovel laughed, "Is this a serious problem? No matter how many years I live, I will be like a walking corpse." At that time, the miniature nuclear model was promoted to some large instruments and rolled out all over the world, perhaps because the steps were too big, and some details were not scrutinized, and the accident occurred. That was the only time, but it was also the last. ”

His beard was messy, and he kept rubbing it with his hands, and when he thought of the big explosion, a haze hung over his face, as if something terrible had befallen him. And that was really a terrible thing, and it was hard for people who hadn't experienced it, such as Autumn, to imagine how desperate people were at that time.

"The end times are coming, and dark clouds are over. People came out of the building and into the street. They cried and screamed, but there was nothing they could do. The mother held her child in tears and wept, the child's eyes widened and he didn't know what to do, the old man lay quietly in bed waiting for death, and there was chaos all around. In the distance, the earth flies, and five giant islands rise from the ground out of thin air......"

"Wait!" Autumn cried, "You say five cities rose from the ground, do you mean before the Big Bang?"

The old shovel said, "You have found it too?" I have remembered it for a long time, and I am very sure of it. The Big Bang stems from a bug in a program, a miniature nuclear model that is controlled by a central system, and the flaw on it affects all models. This is an inappropriate design, but it is the best way to prevent nuclear proliferation. Control all the world's nuclear energy. So, in the event of an explosion, there will be no way for anyone to hide. Five cities, just before the explosion, rose from the ground and escaped the most violent wave of destruction. ”

Autumn said: "So, the five sages, the people who saved these five cities, had long expected the big bang? Could it be that they had something to do with the big bang?"

The old shovel said, "I have this suspicion. ”

Autumn said: "But why didn't anyone mention it when they experienced it?"

The old shovel clasped his hands in front of him, closed his eyes, his throat fluttered, and said, "Who knows! I survived incognito, and for more than a hundred years, I have dreamed of the horror of that moment countless times in the middle of the night." It doesn't matter if my wealth outside my body is gone, it doesn't matter if my reputation is gone, but I can't let the teacher who created all this be nailed to the pillar of shame for the rest of my life! I don't know anything but scientific research. From the moment I survived, I began a long period of research on spars. In order to unravel the mystery of spar technology, for more than 100 years, I have been fighting alone, countless days and nights, and I have never dared to relax. If I don't have resources, I go to the scrapyard to collect them, and if I don't have money, I resell the spars for profit, and do everything I can. ”

Autumn let out a breath and said, "Now that you've finally succeeded?" ”

The old shovel didn't open his eyes, and said softly: "Make a fart!" What he called making a spar is just an improvement of the original spar. One thing I want to tell you is this: the secret of spar technology is not in the spar itself, but in the heart of the warrior. ”

Autumn lost his voice and said, "The heart of a warrior?"

The old shovel's voice became softer and softer, and he said, "Yes, it's the chip! The spar is driven by the chip, and the chip is the core, which no one has noticed before." The chip, the heart of the warrior, is the link between the heart and the spar, and it is also the place where all the secrets are solved. Unfortunately, I can't wait for that day. I also have a secret ......"

His voice grew lower and lower, and Autumn involuntarily pressed into his ears.

The old shovel whispered in his ear: "Your little black charcoal, not a spare, but a miniature nuclear energy model, that's what I'm best at, hahaha......"

Autumn was shocked, it turned out that the black charcoal-like thing in his body was actually a thing powered by nuclear energy!

He was so frightened that he took two steps back, only to see the old shovel's hand hanging down, and the little black charcoal rolling from his hand to the ground. The old man closed his eyes forever, perhaps with a little unwillingness.