Chapter 35: Autumn Orange's heart skipped a beat, a little bit...
After looking up so much information, Wei An had a new idea in his mind, but it was not particularly clear yet, so he told Murphy about his idea.
Murphy thought for a moment and agreed to his plan.
In the new round of tests, they adjusted the plan and no longer used isolated samples of ∞ matter. Instead, they tried to bring two samples of ∞ matter close together in the energy field.
After being stripped from the hotbed of the spiritual sea, these ∞ substance samples were obviously a little listless, and the black mist around them floated weakly.
But when the two samples were moved a certain distance apart, something strange happened.
They did not repel or devour each other, but the black mist on the surface began to fluctuate at the same frequency.
The blue data stream on the light screen keeps changing,
As if... communicating?
"Resonance!" Murphy stared at the highly synchronized energy waves on the screen, his green eyes gleaming. "They're transmitting information! Wei'an, try using your mental power to penetrate the connection between them."
Wei An concentrated his mind and condensed a strand of white mental power.
“Buzz!”
The moment the two samples were caught by the mental thread, they trembled violently, and the black mist surged wildly, emitting strong emotional fluctuations of resistance and pain.
In the monitoring room, the energy reading instantly skyrocketed and the alarm blared sharply!
"Disconnect! Security." Murphy was a little anxious and started the emergency isolation procedure at the same time. A stronger energy field instantly enveloped the crazy sample.
Wei An quickly withdrew his mental strength, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.
At that moment, he seemed to hear a distant, malicious scream.
"How are you?" Murphy walked quickly out of the monitoring room and came to Wei'an's side. He was completely different from his usual calm demeanor. "I was impulsive just now..."
"I'm fine..."
The male insect's handsome and elegant features appeared fair and delicate under the laboratory light, with a healthy and lustrous luster, and its pale cherry pink lips were curved upwards.
The bright smile interrupted Murphy's next words.
"It can be confirmed that there is indeed a connection between them, and I seem to feel the other end of that connection, which is very distant and huge."
Murphy's expression became solemn.
"It seems your guess is correct. There is a connection between the infinite substances." He paused, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
With such astonishing destructive power, infectious power, and the interconnected network of matter, how did the Zerg survive the disaster? How did they even have a chance to breathe?
"Weian, your ability may be more crucial than we imagined. Your mental power can interfere with or even attack the connections between these individual nodes. Do you know what this means?"
"Only the two of us will know the results of today's test." Murphy looked at Vian with a serious look.
Wei An nodded and mentioned the contents of the half-page fragment.
"The Spark Project?" Murphy murmured these words in a low voice, a little dazed. His green eyes, which were always as calm as a deep pool, now stirred up a storm.
Murphy's teacher was Tu Yuan, and he and Lin En had developed the current Zerg inhibitor. However, when Tu Yuan and his fellow students were exploring an alien planet for information on ∞ matter, their whereabouts were leaked, and they were besieged by aliens, ultimately failing to escape.
He was very young at that time and was the teacher's youngest disciple, so he was not brought along.
When he was sorting out the belongings of his teacher and senior brother, he saw this in his teacher's manuscript and wanted to continue researching it.
The research institute felt that he was too young and did not come from a respectable background. After Yu Yuan died, no one was willing to take over, so they sent him to school to continue his studies.
Later, when he grew up, Murphy tried many methods to investigate, but he could not find any specific and effective information.
How did Wei An know this?
Murphy had doubts in his heart and asked directly.
"How did you know that?"
"It's from the database that Dean Lin En gave me with the access card."
"I searched for a long time and stumbled upon it. It's a tattered scan from before the New Era. It mentioned that 'it' possessed a basic collective consciousness, with unknown connections between individuals... Then it mentioned 'Warning: Direct contact with the core consciousness is extremely risky,' and finally the Spark Project."
"The record stops here, and the meaning is very vague, so I wanted to experiment today."
Murphy's expression was filled with deep nostalgia and a hint of pain.
"My teacher has always devoted all his energy to studying the nature of ∞ matter, proposing many hypotheses that seemed unorthodox at the time. At that time, an abnormal accumulation of ∞ matter appeared in a marginal star region that had just been ravaged by aliens. He led several fellow students there to obtain firsthand data. However, their whereabouts were leaked, and they were subjected to a premeditated siege by the aliens..."
"Project Spark... I've seen this term in some of his unpublished manuscripts, but I don't know the specific content."
Outside, the autumn rain was still thick and foggy. Along the vast green path, the lush trees had a strong presence, their outstretched leaves washed by the rain to a deep, emerald green.
When walking out of the research institute, Wei An felt a little overwhelmed. There were clues, but they couldn't be connected at the moment. He rubbed his brows.
Wei An decided to change his mind and go to the mall.
It has been half a month since Yitulan left. They talk on the phone almost every night, but they still can't help missing him.
He likes sweet food, so I can buy some oranges and make orange candy for him.
The oranges should be very good these days.
It was already dark when Wei An returned home.
The chill brought by the autumn rain has not completely dissipated. The roses in the courtyard have been washed fresher after the rain. The cold air inhaled into Wei An's lungs relieved his head, which was a little swollen and painful due to long-term high concentration.
When Wei An returned home with a bag of plump, golden oranges, Meng Er sat quietly on the charging station, its electronic eyes flickering a faint standby light.
Wei An did not disturb it. When he passed by it, he deliberately walked lightly and put the orange on the table.
As a result, when I just finished washing my hands and came out, Meng Er was circling around the open space in the middle of the living room, his electronic eyes were already wide open.
"Master! You're back!" Meng Er slid over, his cat ears trembling attentively.
"Moeji detected that you bought citrus fruits~, would you like me to make you some honey orange tea? Or some orange-flavored cakes?"
"Not today," Wei An smiled and rubbed the cat's head. His mood brightened because of what he was about to do. "I want to make something myself."
Meng Er regretfully left the stage,
Wei An walked into the spacious and bright kitchen and poured the oranges on the sink. The green and astringent aroma of the oranges instantly filled the air, and the green and yellow orange peels looked fresh and beautiful.
The soft warm light from the kitchen poured down, casting a light golden halo on Wei An.
Wei An rolled up his sleeves and carefully washed each orange. He lowered his head slightly, letting a few strands of unruly black hair fall on his smooth forehead, swaying gently as he peeled the oranges.
His usually handsome and even somewhat sharp eyebrows and eyes now appear particularly gentle in the mist of youthful water vapor.
His fingertips felt the slightly cool and moist touch, but what came to his mind was the way Ituran's light blue eyes would narrow slightly and the cold and hard lines would soften when he ate sweets. Wei An couldn't help but feel happy.
Although Yitulan never asked for it, Wei An knew that his female monarch liked sweet taste.
After peeling the orange peel, the golden flesh was revealed. Wei An patiently tore off the white orange peel and squeezed the orange into orange juice.
Sieve the orange juice carefully again and set it aside.
The butter moistened the bottom of the pot and emitted fragrance. The sugar slowly melted in the clear water, bubbling with fine bubbles. The orange juice was poured in, and the sweet fragrance mixed with the fresh scent of oranges filled the whole kitchen with a warm feeling.
On the stove, a small pot bubbling with syrup simmered, transparent bubbles rising and bursting, emitting an alluring sweet and sour aroma. The rising warm steam bathed Wei'an's cheeks, turning his fair skin a faint pink.
Wei An was very focused, as if he wanted to put his thoughts about Ituran into the crystal syrup.
He didn't come to his senses until Meng Er reminded him that there was an encrypted communication access.
The light screen lit up and Yitulan's figure appeared on the opposite side.
He seemed to be in the Northern Territory Military District office, with the familiar cold and hard metal walls as his backdrop. It must have been very cold in the Northern Territory, and Yitulan had already put on a sweater, the one he had bought before.
"My lord." Seeing Wei'an, Yitulan's eyes softened instantly. His voice came through the communicator, with a hint of electromagnetic interference, but still low and pleasant.
"Yitulan!" Wei'an's eyes lit up, he put the boiled orange candy aside, and moved closer to the screen, his face showing undisguised joy.
"Have you just finished your work? You look a little tired." He looked carefully at the female monarch on the screen, and noticed the faint blue shadow under Itulan's eyes, and couldn't help feeling distressed.
"Not tired, just routine patrols and meetings." Yitulan shook his head slightly, his eyes carefully tracing Wei'an's face. "How about you? Is everything going well at the institute and school? Have you been eating and resting on time?"
"Everything is fine, everything is fine." Wei An subconsciously reported the good news but not the bad news.
"I'm telling you, I went to help test Kane's new mecha, and it was awesome! He said he'd ask me to test a more difficult one next time. Also, I just made some orange candy for you. I picked the freshest oranges. Do you want some?"
Wei An picked up a freshly solidified, translucent and attractive orange candy coated with powdered sugar and shook it in front of the camera.
The corners of Yitulan's mouth rose slightly, and there was warmth in his light blue eyes: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Lord."
Wei'an spoke in a cheerful tone, like a child eager to share all the interesting things.
Yitulan listened quietly, the smile in his eyes gradually deepening. He leaned back slightly, revealing a part of his neck with beautiful lines. His skin was a cold white that had not seen the sun for many years. It contrasted with his silver hair and blue eyes, giving him a thrilling cold beauty.
Wei An's heart skipped a beat, and he was a little obsessed. "Is everything okay over there? How's the Northern Territory?"
"Everything is fine, my lord, don't worry." Yitulan's voice was soft and his eyes were affectionate.
As she spoke, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small, faint shadow under her eyelids, just enough to conceal the sharpness and sinisterness that flashed through the depths of her eyes, leaving only pure longing and dependence.
Wei An's ears felt slightly hot when he looked at him, and his heart softened.
"Meng'er and I miss you so much and are waiting for you at home."
"Okay." Yitulan agreed solemnly, as if this was the most important promise, and his stern eyebrows softened incredibly.
After the call ended, Wei An looked at the plate of crystal-clear orange candies, his heart softening. He carefully wrapped the candies in clear cellophane and put them in a sealed jar.
The wooden window next to the kitchen offers a view of the outside. The autumn rain keeps falling, making a rustling sound.
It’s a nice autumn with cool weather.
At the edge of the star field, in an abandoned asteroid belt.
A strangely shaped starship, as if made up of countless biological tissues, is lurking quietly.
Inside the bridge, several figures were shrouded in shadows.
"The signal... is very weak, but it's unmistakable." A hoarse voice sounded, with a strange tone, not the Zerg language.
"His fluctuations are unique. Unlike other soothers, he can... anger his mother."
"According to the last information sent back by Seed, a large-scale mobilization is taking place within the Northern Territory, and our infiltration point may have been exposed." said another voice.
"No problem."
The hoarse voice sounded again, with strange lines on his face, and he said in a low voice, "Mother needs him. Since we can't take him away quietly, then... let them mess around on their own."
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