Chapter 17 Chapter 17 [■■■■■■? ]...
The strong wind blew up pungent dust, and the whole world was shrouded in inky black clouds, with no sunlight.
Acid rain drizzled down, hitting the cracked earth and sending up white smoke. The air was filled with the stench of decay and burning, stinging the lungs with every breath.
The high-rise buildings were riddled with holes, and broken walls could be seen at any time. In the ruins that were unrecognizable, a few black plants were trembling in the strong wind.
There is no life here, only endless silence and despair. Time seems to have stopped here.
This is the lifeless surface.
However, beneath the surface, the underground city behind the quantum barrier is like a glowing honeycomb.
In the spherical core module of Laboratory 303, twelve shadowy figures hovered in the cold glow of antimatter. Their forms constantly twisted and shifted, like rainbows trapped in a prism.
They hovered there quietly, seemingly without making a single sound, yet they were communicating. It was a communication between consciousnesses.
In an instant, they both understood each other's thoughts, and they had just watched a recording together.
[He's been doing this lately?!]
Can I go here?
Ah! What is he doing?
【……】
A lavender jellyfish-like being suddenly extended its fluorescent tentacles, creating a holographic projection in the air:
[His fragmented consciousness is currently raising a child in the original three-dimensional world. He has sealed off all entrances to that world and is refusing all communication...]
【What? 】
[…]
The consciousness within the shared link suddenly became quiet.
They really couldn't understand. It was like a perfect life form disliked itself for being too perfect, and suddenly wanted to run to a two-dimensional or one-dimensional world to become a flat image, to get along with a tiny ant, to treat one of the ants as its own child, and to develop a strong desire to protect the little ant, a strong desire for love, and an excessive possessiveness?
In their eyes, don't all ants look the same? They really can't understand why their fellow ants are so focused on one particular ant.
What are you thinking?
This behavior is really incomprehensible.
Normally, he could think of thousands of thoughts in a split second, but now, he was rarely able to stop for more than ten seconds because of the strange behavior of his own people.
【never mind. 】
【Wasn’t he abnormal before? 】
【Too…】
[This is good. Before, I could always hear the signals from his planet constantly sending to the consciousness link. He was always looking for his children, it was so noisy. Now it's much quieter...]
"Hey! I was wondering how I've been resting so well lately... Without the constant sound of him searching for the child, my mind connection feels much clearer."
While all the descendants of polluting civilizations believe that their evolution is perfect enough, "Mo Liang" keeps looking for new breakthroughs and is even willing to use himself as an experiment just to find his so-called "child".
Although his other experimental results did bring a lot of help to his fellow tribesmen, it does not mean that his action of "finding children" was understood by everyone.
Apart from this, he himself is very strange. He rarely communicates with his own kind. Every time he enters the laboratory, he must turn off his perception and exit the shared link.
To find him now, one must either go to the planet he occupies or to the small low-dimensional world where he is now.
It was useless for the former to go, because the body left behind by Mo Liang was completely in a dormant state, and there was no way to connect with his consciousness. Moreover, he seemed to have made up his mind to stay in that three-dimensional small world.
The latter was even more useless. He went there first and blocked all entrances. Even text signals could not be transmitted, let alone other things.
【……】
[Time in the three-dimensional world flows differently from ours. Primitive humans have very short lifespans. When they've had enough fun, they'll probably quit...]
【Oh, there’s one more important thing! 】
The jellyfish-like lavender figure that had spoken earlier waved countless fluorescent tentacles while transmitting its thoughts.
[He's so despicable! He actually traced back to the source through my previous channel and tried to pollute my planet... He actually attacked his own kind!]
【Did you offend him? 】
[I was just a little interested in that little human, so I sent a little bit of my consciousness through the channel, hoping to communicate with him on the notebook, but then I was discovered...]
[…]
After a brief silence, several doubtful thoughts emerged from the shared link:
【you……】
What did you communicate with him?
[Could it be that you actually...]
【■■■■■■？】
The fluorescent tentacles derived from the lavender light and shadow shook even more violently, as if they had been attacked fiercely.
[No! I don’t have that kind of taste! !]
[…]
"Anyway, please help me... Most of the residents on my planet have died, and the remaining ones are seriously injured. Now they're constantly asking me for help..."
The number of descendants of the polluting civilization has always been small. Everyone's original body is on various planets. Out of attachment to their mother planet, they still regard the 303 laboratory as a place for them to place shared links.
The constant shared consciousness connection ensured that there were almost no major disagreements among the same tribe. They rarely attacked one another. Except for that "freak" Mo Liang, of course.
Similarly, when something happens to one's own kind, people rarely stand idly by, and several consciousnesses quickly respond within the shared link.
I'm so close to you...
[Send me the coordinates, I'll come over later...]
【I just happen to have nothing to do...】
[…]
[Speaking of what he said before…] A thin, grayish-white light flickered in the corner. [Is it true? What if he really has a child?]
The next moment, dozens of thoughts appeared simultaneously and rushed into the link, almost drowning the slender light and shadow.
How is this possible!?
【Hahahaha, you are crazy too】
[Previously, a group of scholars said that we also originally came from primitive humans, but that has been disproven. We did not come from them, but rather are beings that are even older than them...]
When I met CT-●●●●, he was just a strand of mutant mycelium, you know? I watched him grow up, how could I not know if he had children?
He's a freak, isn't he?
[Alright, alright, let’s stop talking about him…]
[…]
This discussion was coming to an end. Just as the consciousnesses within the shared link were bidding farewell to each other, the light and shadow that had been in the forefront but always dim suddenly lit up for a moment.
A thought occurred to me in the shared link.
It’s hard to say.
[Spacetime is a tangled, nested Möbius strip.]
*
When Li Zhuo came down from the teachers' apartment, he looked up at the third floor and vaguely saw a fleeting black shadow. When he wanted to look again, it had disappeared.
Just a small episode.
Retracting his gaze, Li Zhuo walked along the tree-lined path with a normal expression. The scattered sunlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves and fell on his head, shoulders, and arms in turn.
He fished a slip of paper from his pocket, and the light fell on it again. There was a phone number clearly written on it. This was... Mo Liang's.
It was strange. Teacher Mo was so serious yesterday. He thought he was going to tell him something important, but he just gave him his number.
Two people see each other three times a day. What can't they say in person instead of talking on the phone?
Having said that, out of natural obedience, I still asked the teacher to write down the number and promised to save the number in his phone address book when he got his phone back during the holidays.
Unconsciously, he had reached the bottom of the teaching building. Li Zhuo suddenly looked up at his classroom, and then looked at the other teaching building opposite the classroom.
What a coincidence! Teaching Building No. 6, where Teacher Mo’s office is located, is right across the street. You can get there by just crossing an internal corridor.
Why didn’t I notice it before?
The color of the experimental school uniform is a very classic blue and white color combination. Most students think it is too rustic and ugly. Except for doing physical exercises during class, they will reluctantly wear it because the teacher requires it. Most of the time they will not wear it.
In this situation, Li Zhuo, wearing a full set of school uniform and school pants, stood out particularly.
Like a stone standing out in the middle of a stream, or a monotonous flower in a colorful garden, it is difficult to blend in.
An idea came to his mind, and he wanted to take off his school uniform and put on his own clothes like other students.
There just happened to be two new sets of clothes neatly placed in the box under the bed in the dormitory. They were bought by Teacher Mo at the mall when he was on vacation.
He thought, the teacher said that we must wear school uniforms at school, but then he thought, but they are not wearing them.
Just then, a gust of warm and sultry wind blew, and Li Zhuo thought that the weather was getting hotter and hotter. Then he thought of another thing he had been hearing in class recently.
It seems like... summer vacation is coming soon?
*
"Summer vacation is next month, right?"
In an office with minimalist decoration, a young man in his twenties sat leisurely at his desk, his left hand casually resting on the armrest, and his right hand tapping the table lightly at a steady pace.
Standing nearby was the assistant reporting the itinerary.
He probably didn't expect that Li Xuan, who was asking questions just a second ago, would suddenly ask about summer vacation for no reason?
The assistant looked a little confused, but still answered quickly, "Yes, the holidays are around the beginning of July, and the students will start their summer vacation next month."
After answering, the assistant remembered some true and false rumors he had heard since joining the company. He heard that Li Xuan seemed to have a younger brother who was attending high school in another city?
In fact, there are all kinds of rumors about Li Xuan's family. Some say he is Li Xuan's biological son, some say he is just an adopted son, and the real biological son is someone else. Some even say that the biological son was driven out by Li Xuan?
As for more specific details, as an outsider who just joined the company, he doesn't know much. Anyway, he won't be held responsible for talking about it in private.
"Do you think they will remember?"
They? Who? The chairman and his wife? Afraid this was a fatal question, the assistant could only answer cautiously, "Should...right?"
After all, he is his biological son. Although I don’t know why Mr. Li sent his youngest son to a public school in another place, there is always a blood relationship, right?
The young man shook his head slightly when he heard this.
"Wrong."
"You still don't understand them well enough."
The young man was wearing a well-tailored black suit, which made his figure look even taller and more slender.
His face has soft lines, delicate features, and a perfectly balanced smile on his lips. At first glance, he seems to be bathed in spring breeze, but a closer look reveals ambition lurking in his eyes.
He looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the tallest buildings in the city and the distant horizon.
"For them, profit is everything."
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