Chapter 39 005 Wu Cisheng’s little ferret is very small…

【IMHO…】

You've already watched it 189 times. Even if you watch it 10,000 times, nothing will change...

[Or perhaps you are really...]

Before the words following the electronic voice were uttered, a tall, hooded man in the corner paused and refuted in his mind.

[Stop, stop, stop…]

[I'm just checking if I've memorized my lines correctly, okay?!]

After several gradual meetings, Lucas recited all his lines perfectly during the last meeting. You know, he had never spoken to anyone in such a gentle tone before.

Accustomed to plundering, he still wanted to try to save someone in the first season, and was so motivated that he wanted to take on everything himself.

After carefully studying the laws of this small world, he was now standing outside the Alien Management Committee of the provincial capital city next to Chunhui City and was about to enter.

The fact that Wu Cisheng's condition had gone undetected for so long only meant that there was definitely a problem within the Abnormal Control Committee, but they didn't know where the problem lay, so they could only start investigating from the nearest provincial capital.

He thought to himself, if they could reach an agreement, that would be fine, but if not, how likely would they be to threaten to use force?

He looked carefully at the aliens coming and going around him, or should the people of this world call them sentinels and guides?

When I was in Chunhui City before, I saw that there were only ordinary people at first glance. But when I arrived at the Abnormal Management Committee area, I could clearly see an increase in sentries and guides.

Sometimes he could see some spirits following their masters and basking in the sun leisurely. He suddenly and inevitably thought of Wu Cisheng's spirit.

What does the little ferret look like?

[By the way, does he like me better now?] He paused and added, [Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious.]

【Favorability did not increase.】

【……】

[It even dropped 1 point.]

The man standing there like a towering mountain suddenly froze in a daze, his well-defined face showing a look of bewilderment and helplessness.

【……】

In the live broadcast, Wu Cisheng had just finished get off work and reunited with his partner...

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When he walked out of the building with his partner, when he greeted his colleagues on the road, and when he arrived at the parking lot and sat in the passenger seat with his partner's arm around his, Wu Cisheng once again clearly felt that kind of prying gaze.

He seemed oblivious to it.

The partner in the driving seat turned on the car's air conditioner and held Wu Cisheng's slightly cold hands with his warm palms to warm them: "Are your hands still cold?"

The perfume the man was wearing was still the one Wu Cisheng had casually praised before. After closing the car door, the interior was filled with a fresh and natural ocean scent.

"It's been so cold lately. How about you take a few days off and rest at home?" Wu Cisheng's partner cautiously asked for his opinion. "Is that okay?"

"It's okay, it's not too cold."

Wu Cisheng was vague about this.

His partner seemed to want to say something else, but Wu Cisheng pulled his hand back, fumbled to lower half of the car window, and silently faced out to breathe in the fresh air.

"Then let's go back first."

"Um."

There was no further conversation along the way.

After a while, Wu Cisheng suddenly realized something was wrong. The journey usually took two or three minutes, but today it had already taken ten minutes. Why was there no sign of the car stopping?

The partner explained: "The previous road was a bit congested, so I changed to another one and I'm almost there."

Wu Cisheng: “Oh…”

An inexplicably strange atmosphere spread in the car, and a strange thought came to Wu Cisheng's mind. He suddenly wondered if Cheng Yuan already knew something?

He waited patiently to see what would happen.

The car quickly pulled into the parking garage, just as his partner had said. He wasn't lying, and the familiar electronic notification tone made Wu Cisheng realize it.

Before getting out of the car, his partner suddenly called Wu Cisheng's name, leaned over and unbuckled his seat belt: "Cisheng, we're home."

When Wu Cisheng reached a familiar place, he didn't rely so much on his cane. He just relied on muscle memory and walked like a normal person. When he was almost at the door, he said, "Cheng Yuan, how long have we known each other?"

"Almost four years."

The partner answered quickly.

"Oh, it's been so long." Wu Cisheng walked in, put his cane in the corner, and sighed in an inexplicable tone, "Time flies so slowly."

"Really? I thought it went by so quickly." The partner quickly walked over to Wu Cisheng, skillfully bent down to find his slippers and put them on him. "Four years felt so short, it went by in the blink of an eye..."

Wu Cisheng didn't respond, allowing his partner to squat down and change his slippers, take off his coat and put on his home clothes, and then help him walk to the sofa and sit down.

He could hear his partner's footsteps approaching and approaching, the TV playing his usual channel, a beeping sound that seemed to be from a kitchen appliance, and the sound of something being cut...

After a while, the noise disappeared, footsteps gradually approached, the sofa beside him sank, a scent of the ocean approached, and Wu Cisheng felt a piece of fruit on his lips.

He opened his mouth and ate it. It was a strawberry.

"Cisheng, I've been a bit busy these past few days. Let's go out and play at the end of the month. You don't have a vacation this month, so what do you think?"

Wu Cisheng doesn't like being fed, so he poked the second piece with a fork himself. Although his partner also cooperated with him in some small movements, it didn't matter.

He chewed the sweet flesh and gave another ambiguous answer: "Let's talk about it later."

There is nothing wrong with this. Since Wu Cisheng became a call host in the emotional column, he has learned a lot of versatile template scripts during training.

Perhaps this kind of vague words cannot solve any problems, but compared with a clear answer, this kind of words are appropriate for both conduct and retreat, and there is more room for maneuver after something goes wrong.

My partner is used to it.

"Well, if you want to take a vacation, tell me and I'll coordinate with your schedule."

"Um."

The two of them lived their lives as usual.

And it seems to reveal something weird everywhere.

Wu Cisheng suddenly woke up in the middle of the night. His partner was still sleeping and breathing heavily, but there was nothing in front of his eyes. He didn't know the exact time and couldn't judge it by the light of day. He could only listen to the faint rustling sounds outside the window.

He suddenly began to recall what the moon looked like the last time he saw it. He wondered if the leaves had already started falling outside. It was only autumn, so they shouldn't have fallen so quickly, right?

Thinking about these messy things, he fell into a deep sleep unknowingly. He once again dreamed of some of his memories before he went blind, which were both vague and clear.

Wu Cisheng didn’t want to dream about these things before. After all, the gap between waking up and not dreaming was so huge. But he kept dreaming about them these days.

This time, in his dream, he opened his eyes wide, looking at everything around him with longing, desire, and almost greed.

He seemed to be back in the capital tower again, back to the high-spirited age of eighteen, back to the time when his optic nerve had not yet died. Those blurry lights and shadows seemed to come from another world.

He hoped the dream could last longer and longer.

The whole dream seemed unreal and blurry. The sea water was flowing in the sky, clouds were growing on the ground, and twinkling stars surrounded him, making him feel light all over. Among them, a vague figure appeared.

In the dream, Wu Cisheng was extremely cautious and stayed very far away from him, not letting him get close, but the man kept approaching him and gave him a flattering smile.

The facial features of this person cannot be seen clearly, as if through a layer of foggy sand glass.

But strangely, Wu Cisheng in the dream was very sure that this person was his partner standing next to him.

He had been talking to Wu Cisheng, his lips constantly moving and his expression hurried, but Wu Cisheng in the dream could not hear a word he said. It was not until the familiar alarm clock rang that he could hear clearly what the other person said.

He said: "I came from another world, you don't know what I gave up for you..."

He said, "I love you..."

He said, “I love you so much…”

He said, "Don't look at me like that..."

*

The geographical location of Chunhui City is actually quite good, with convenient transportation and friendly prices. The climate next door is just as its name suggests, and it is not that cold even at the coldest time of the year.

The area is just too small and the permanent population is small. Wu Cisheng never goes out. He just sits at the radio station where he works, listening to channels on traffic, people's livelihood, entertainment, economy, etc. from time to time, and answering calls from the audience. He has basically understood all the big and small matters in the city.

The hottest topic discussed on local radio stations today is still news about aliens.

The host first reported the document released by the Abnormality Control Committee last month, and then carefully analyzed the important situations and future impacts from each column of clauses.

"We believe that universal alienation will be the general trend in the future. The current increase in infrastructure is also for the future, to strive to drive everyone over the next five years..."

After all, it was a bit official, so the host spoke cautiously. When he switched to the next channel, it happened to be an interview with an ordinary citizen.

"Bullshit about universalization? Five years, five years, and five years. How many five years have passed? I think they're just looking for a name to make money!"

Just by listening to the voice, you can hear the anger and contempt in the citizen's tone.

The mutation was initially reported from the front lines. I remember that in the early days of its discovery, it spread rapidly, a period known as the outbreak period. Whether it was self-injection or natural evolution, it was a very easy task.

Unfortunately, this situation began to slow down significantly after reaching a certain critical point, natural awakening evolution became rare, and the continuous injection of reagents was extremely expensive.

Many ordinary people who don't know the reason just think that this is because of what the Abnormal Control Committee did behind the scenes, and that they are preventing them from awakening and evolving.

Wu Cisheng had learned about this phenomenon when he was in the tower. It is called "punctuated equilibrium" in biology.

The theory of punctuated equilibrium holds that the process of biological evolution is composed of alternating short periods of rapid evolution and long periods of stable smooth evolution.

Periods of rapid evolution only occur in certain specific periods, such as when organisms face new environmental pressures or some major ecological crisis occurs.

They were in a period of peace right now, right? Naturally, it was unlikely that they would awaken and evolve as easily as they had in the past.

This knowledge can be understood with a little effort, but the foul language and conspiracy theories on the radio are unbearable to listen to.

After all, the tragic battles in people’s memories have gradually faded in the minds of the public over time. In addition, many of the aliens’ missions are now carried out in secret, resulting in the minds of many ordinary people who have no access to them. Those “star guides” and “star sentinels” who eat, drink and have fun all day long represent the daily lives of all aliens.

As a genuine guide, Wu Cisheng listened calmly to their various insults and fantasies about the tower, including the old questions:

"It's said that guides and sentinels possess a spiritual form invisible to ordinary people. It's said to be in the shape of an animal. What does it look like and what does it feel like?"

Actually...I don't feel anything.

Before Wu Cisheng awakened, he also had all kinds of imaginations, but after he awakened, he found that his imaginations were not that complicated.

The spirit body is a part of the body itself. Under normal circumstances, how could it be rejected by the main body? As for "abnormal circumstances", the probability of this happening is so extremely small that it can be almost ignored.

If I have to describe what the spiritual body looks like, it is like a pair of extra hands in the body, an extra pair of evolved wings, and a tail.

Whenever the master thinks of something, it will be manifested in his spiritual body.

As for whether the master is proficient in controlling the spiritual body and the degree of coordination between the master and the spiritual body, it depends on each person's qualifications and understanding.

Back when he was in the Capital Tower, Wu Cisheng was the top student in the tower who adapted to the spiritual body the fastest and controlled it skillfully.

Not only that, he also collaborated in writing a new version of the textbook in the tower, teaching newcomers how to quickly adapt to spiritual bodies, how to establish communication, and so on.

Until later, something went wrong with his eyes. Several important nerves connecting to the retina became disordered and atrophied. The spirit body originally shared the same set of visual nerves with the master. His eyes became blind, and the spirit body also became a little blind.

He could no longer see the appearance of the little ferret as before, but could only sense its condition. Conversely, the little ferret did the same to Wu Cisheng.

This is what we all do. Because Wu Cisheng has been in poor mental state in recent years, the little ferret often falls into a deep sleep and is only woken up occasionally when it is needed.

For example, when he is not sure whether the obstacle ahead can be circumvented, or when he needs to use mental power, Wu Cisheng will briefly wake up the little white weasel.

The spiritual body is the concrete manifestation of spiritual power. If you want to know the condition and mood of an alien, just look at his spiritual body.

Wu Ci's little ferret was small in size, with its eyes covered by a layer of cloudy white film. Other aliens could tell at a glance that it was a poor little blind creature.

Normally, it is dormant in Wu Ci Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness, but when Wu Ci Sheng needs it to explore obstacles, it will immediately enter working mode.

Its little nose kept shaking as it sniffed the strange and unknown smells around it. It used its small paws to touch the ground and all the objects in front of it. While testing for danger, it was also confirming the size and volume of the obstacle, as well as how many steps the owner would need to take to bypass the obstacle.

After confirmation, it will convey information about the obstacle to the owner through a special sensing method.

Ordinary people cannot see spiritual bodies, so in their eyes, Wu Cisheng would repeatedly bypass obstacles and avoid potholes on the road, which was completely unlike a normal blind person.

"He must be pretending to be blind!"

It's not that Wu Cisheng hasn't heard such words before, but he really didn't know how to explain how he "saw" the obstacle, so he just let them say what they said.

“Buzz buzz buzz…”

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated a few times. Wu Cisheng took out his phone and clicked on the message push.

It was sent by a new friend. The chat interface between the two of them had a blank record of the past and even the notes were blank.

A voice message came from the other side.

"The progress is going very smoothly. I've already compiled the evidence. The next step is to submit it and convince the Abnormal Control Committee and Huichun City to work together. A case will be filed soon..."

It's the sentry.

It wasn't very obvious when I first heard him speak, and I thought his voice was just like that. It wasn't until we met more often and heard him speak more often that I noticed.

Wu Cisheng clearly discovered that only the rough voice that was accidentally leaked was his real voice, but it was not that voice every time he spoke to himself. Why did he have to pinch his throat to speak?

Never mind, maybe it's just his hobby. Wu Cisheng thought, no matter what quirks this suddenly appearing sentry had, he was helping him after all.

Considered his teammate.

Well, for now.

Wu Cisheng didn't hear the news he wanted to hear from the radio station related to the Abnormal Management Committee, but his expression remained unchanged.

Information transmission between different circles and classes is very slow. Many events are usually not announced to the public until the dust has settled. How can there be any rumors outside before everything is revealed?!

"bite--"

Another message came, and it was just over ten minutes before he got off work. Wu Cisheng clicked on the new message, and a familiar voice came from the headset.

"Cisheng, are you off work? I happen to be in the next area. Can I come pick you up now?"

"What would you like for dinner tonight?"

There was a faint murmur on the audio side, one of which was particularly familiar. Wu Cisheng could clearly hear a loudspeaker shouting, "Sugar-roasted chestnuts, so fragrant!"

This stall usually hangs around office buildings, but today... it should be downstairs.

Wu Cisheng did not reply, but the read function of the communication software still let the partner on the other end know that Wu Cisheng had seen the message.

"I'll be there in a moment."

His partner's voice sounded no different from usual, but this time he might have closed the car window, and the sound of the sugar-roasted chestnuts being sold was a little more indistinct than before.

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