Chapter 243 Sunshine on Golden Mountain
Wasteland world, northwest ice field.
To the south, adjacent to the desert, is a frozen glacier. To the north, you can see vast expanses of snow. To the east, there is a mountain range of snow-capped mountains stretching for thousands of miles, and the magnificent sight of the golden mountains in the sun often appears.
And? In this snowy mountain, there are scattered small? bases, most of which are located halfway up the mountain, and a few are on the top and bottom of the mountain, covered by snow and fog, and are extremely hidden.
If you look out from the base, you can only see large areas of snow and pine forests covered with snow, temperatures of several tens degrees below zero, and snow-capped mountains that are almost impossible to cross without a map or a compass. It can be considered an artificially constructed place isolated from the world.
It was a pair of collaborators who decided on this snowy mountain as the base location.
But now, this pair of partners no longer have the conditions to trust each other.
In the huge observation room, a machine more than two meters high was emitting black smoke and making a harsh sound of electricity, and was on the verge of being scrapped.
Not far from the giant machine, the controller of the Northwest Base, a man called "Doctor", was calmly observing the condition of the machine. He was still sitting in a high-tech wheelchair, with glasses hanging on his nose, as if he was thinking, or just taking a rest.
The door of the next room opened, and a man who looked exactly like the doctor walked out. He was wearing a white coat that covered the string of numbers around his neck, and he put his hands in his pockets, with his brows lowered, which did not hide his bad mood.
"What spare body? Not only is it difficult to use, it's also illegal. In my place? They will definitely report you..."
He straightened his clothes, paying special attention to smoothing out the wrinkles, then walked forward while cursing, stopping two meters away from the doctor in the wheelchair.
He stared at the man who looked exactly like him and even had a very familiar expression, focusing on his legs for a few seconds, then said with a mocking look after a while.
"Really? It really turned into this, it looks too good? Smile."
The one who appeared here was, of course, Chu Wenxi, who had traveled through time and space to take advantage of the situation. Although he could not be said to be forced, he felt impatient from the bottom of his heart when he thought about the troubles that would ensue.
The doctor was not displeased by Chu Wenxi's words. He went back to work and said in a clear and natural voice, "The time machines we developed are all one-time products. If we can conduct further research, we may be able to create a real time machine without any non-technological factors... Are you still interested in this project?"
There was nothing unusual in his tone and demeanor, as if the previous conflict and separation that had led the Wild Dog Organization to assassinate Chu Wenxi, or even further back, had never happened.
Chu Wenxi didn't respond. He frowned slightly and carefully examined the doctor again, from that calm face to those legs that had almost no reaction. Finally, he was silent for a moment and said, "You are no longer like us."
"I won't feel any empathy for you just because you are another me. On the contrary, when I see you at this moment, I feel more and more like killing you."
The doctor finally laughed, as if he had heard something interesting. It would be terrifying if he was still exactly the same as the first time after hundreds of reincarnations. As for the murderous intentions towards him, he didn't care. There were too many people who wanted to kill him. Although this time it was another "self" who was supposed to have the same philosophy as him, he felt a little regretful, but it was just a regret.
He pushed his glasses and looked up at his companion whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Unfortunately, from the first sight of him, he realized that his memory had not been restored.
If it is still in amnesia, then the usable value is greatly reduced.
The one he trusted, or wanted to trust, was always the "doctor" who had witnessed the "cause" and experienced the "consequences" with him.
As for the one in front of him, he probably wanted to solve the troubles in the Northwest Base so that he could go back and show off to his family.
Temporarily, identified as an enemy.
...Come to think of it, this guy once drugged himself, but hasn’t he remembered to inject himself with the antidote after all these years?
Thinking of this, the doctor sighed slightly, "In this base, your authority is the same as mine. You can move around freely, but it's best not to go out. The temperature outside is extremely low and you will freeze to death."
Although it sounds good, it cannot hide the fact that this is imprisonment.
Chu Wenxi naturally understood the implication. He sighed and saw that the doctor was really going to turn the wheelchair and leave. He quickly stepped forward and placed his foot under the tire. Without saying a word, he successfully stopped the other party.
The doctor raised his eyes? Pi: "I haven't seen you for many years. You are becoming more and more childish."
Chu Wenxi ignored him directly. "I have studied blood crystals over there and came to an interesting conclusion. Most of the blood crystals that can be seen by the human eye are condensed matter, which emits a special factor that cannot be seen by the human eye all the time. That thing is the main reason for the pollution and mutation of organisms. The darker the blood-colored particles, gases, and even water sources, the closer they are to solid state, and the more concentrated the special factor they contain. When it is concentrated to a certain level, it becomes active, or...conscious."
The doctor who was listening silently raised his eyes, took off his glasses and placed them on his knees, "Blood crystal has? activity, I? know, so?"
"The key point is not the activity, but the consciousness." Chu Wenxi emphasized the two words, and his originally impatient and casual expression gradually became serious, even with a sense of coldness. "You should have studied and analyzed whether it was the blood crystal factor consciousness scattered in various life forms that merged and contaminated the [blood mist], or whether he uncontrollably "transported" his consciousness out and could not be recovered."
A palm-sized blood-red ball quietly appeared from the doctor's back, and climbed onto his shoulder little by little. It looked a little nervous, hiding in the doctor's neck, and then occasionally sticking half of its body out to look at Chu Wenxi who was looking down at it...
Damn it, He clearly doesn’t have eyes in this form, so why do I still have the illusion of being seen through?
The bloody ball struggled for a long time, and finally greeted quietly: "Long time no see, second uncle."
Chu Wenxi: “…”
Oh, he is of a higher generation, that’s good.
The doctor tapped his fingertips on the armrest, thinking? Okay? After a while, he said: "The inhibitor you mentioned? Can it reduce the activity of the blood crystal factor?"
“It can reduce divine pollution.”
Chu Wenxi said.
The bloody ball on the doctor's shoulder was surprised, "Cool!"
The doctor's face darkened slightly. "You developed the inhibitor while isolating all blood crystal factors?"
Chu Wenxi nodded.
"That's impossible in our world." The doctor frowned. "The blood crystal factor has already covered every corner. Even if the special space artificially created by the domain-type superpowers is affected by their power, a small amount of blood crystal factor will still be born. And the current technological means... unfortunately, it is also impossible to create an absolutely [clean] space. Even the success of that time-space machine was driven by blood crystals."
"Indeed, as you said, the possibility of developing an inhibitor in this world is very low, but it is not absolute." Chu Wenxi looked at the blood-colored ball, "Isn't there a guy who can absorb the blood crystal factor in other people's bodies? Since it is now, absorbing the free blood crystal factor in the air and then creating a 'clean' space should be possible."
The bloody ball pondered for a moment, then was shocked again: "Filter?"
The doctor didn't? Ignoring the bloody mess that occasionally spoke out in shock, his expression gradually became serious, "How high is the probability?"
Chu Wenxi: "Me? I haven't studied it. That's your business."
The doctor stared at Chu Wenxi, as if trying to find some information from him, and finally asked, "What are your conditions?"
There is absolutely no way Chu Wenxi could simply tell us the development plan for the suppressor. In fact, the doctor does not even believe that such a suppressor really exists.
But even if there was a slight possibility, he was reluctant to give up.
"It's very simple," Chu Wenxi said, "Negotiations, you, me? And? ...those people in the ruins city."
Doctor: "Yes. But they are very wary of us, so you have to invite them in person."
Chu Wenxi nodded.
The bloody ball watched the two men who looked exactly the same communicate expressionlessly. The topics ranged from the time and place of the invitation to the past experimental projects, etc., and there was almost no chance for Him to interrupt.
He hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help but said, "Well, among the people you are negotiating with, there should be another me, right?"
As soon as the words fell, the scene fell into dead silence.
"There should be? Right?" the bloody ball asked again expectantly.
But there was still silence around.
Bloody Dumpling: “…”
He said: "Although you are not talking about me, I somehow feel ignored."
After saying that, the blood-colored ball exploded with a puff.
He transformed into a human form, turned around and rushed out of the observation room, with a certain resentment revealed in his back.
Only after they walked away did His emotions slowly calm down.
"Come to think of it, if the inhibitor is useful for that kind of consciousness pollution..."
"Then when all humans become gods, the future will definitely be better, right?"
[Blood Mist] Standing in the corridor and looking out the window, it was a sunny day, with bright sunshine, blue sky and white clouds. The snow-capped peaks in the distance were illuminated by the brilliant sunshine, like a golden sea of light, especially dazzling.
Light footsteps were heard from one end of the corridor.
[Blood Mist] Turning his head, he saw a gray-haired young man appear at the corner. The moment he looked up, he disappeared from the spot, leaving only a faint blood-colored mist floating in the air, faintly reflecting the sunlight, like a gorgeous illusion.
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