Chapter 210: Glimmer of Light.
Inside was a photo album with a cowhide cover and a pair of light blue headphones.
Out of her desire to escape from the pain, she had never opened the photo album before. She wanted to see what Li Yanli had written on it.
Shu Lan turned on the desk lamp, opened the photo album, and started from the first photo. When she turned to the back, the words were blurry. She squinted her eyes, tilted her head back, and put the photo far away before she could see it clearly.
——"So the sworn brotherhood was a trap, designed to read my memory. What a miscalculation."
As expected, time is the best medicine to heal wounds. Now seeing his words, Shu Lan was not as sad as she thought, and she could even curl up the corners of her mouth and smile.
Shu Lan called out, "Baby, are you done?"
Shu Maomao, who had been silently listening to the discussion in the scientific research department, suddenly said, "We'll talk about it next time."
Before anyone in the conference room could react, Shu Maomao had already jumped three times and passed through the wall to appear behind Shu Lan. He walked to the table and said, "I'm done, Mom."
"Grab a chair and sit here and watch with me."
Knowing that Shu Lan didn't like being pretentious, Li Yanli didn't write anything pretentious, and most of the time she agreed with the content of the photos.
——"The scenery is nice and the people are nice too."
——"The first floor is right, give it a thumbs up."
——"You can tell he doesn't like eating Houttuynia cordata anymore, his face is wrinkled like this, hahahaha."
It was as if he was really the little black man, accompanying them to take photos all the way.
After taking out more than 200 photos, the album became more than twice as thin as before.
Shu Lan patted the empty album and said, "This is just a human body, it's so thin."
Pointing to the photo, he said, "This is our memory. Only with memory can it become thick and heavy."
Shu Maomao nodded: "Yeah."
Shu Lan smiled and said, "So, Shu Maomao, you have to listen to Mommy. If one day I really die, don't restart the timeline to look for me. That way, I'll become a thin person again and have to recreate my memories from scratch. It's meaningless."
Shu Maomao looked at the pile of photos, his eyelashes drooping slightly, hiding all his thoughts in silence.
Shu Lan sighed inwardly, reached out to sort out the photos, and put them back one by one.
Maybe the order is messed up, but it doesn't matter.
Shu Maomao said, "I'll go in and cook."
"good."
He disappeared from the spot. Shu Lan sorted out the photo album, put it in the box, closed it again, rested her forehead on it, and closed her eyes tiredly.
Alas, what should her Shu Maomao do in the future...
After announcing his retirement that day, Shu Maomao took over Shu Lan's previous job.
In the past, the management would come up with plans, Shu Lan would finalize them, and then tell Shu Maomao how to implement them using his special abilities.
Now the decision-making power has been given to Shu Maomao. He is the one who deals with the people in the base and makes decisions. Others also call him "Little Commander" instead of "Lord Maomao".
The young commander doesn't talk much, has little patience, and never shows any concern for others.
When he heard that some people with healing abilities refused to go to work because they thought the postpartum care center provided them with too little benefits, he did not listen to the suggestion of increasing the benefits, nor did he threaten or intimidate the group. Instead, he directly called those who had objections to him, took away their abilities, and sent them to be cremated.
The remaining healing ability users didn't dare to breathe and went to work obediently.
Those people have no worries about food and clothing, and they live too comfortably. Once they are comfortable, they become stupid and forget their own weight.
It would be great if you could have the ability to earn more supplies, but you insist on being greedy, you deserve it.
With the base's all-round support, newborns are born one after another, bringing new hope, and the base is becoming more and more lively day by day.
When the groundwater flowing out of the pipes became clear from turbidity and could be used after purification, it was already the eighth year of living underground.
The poisonous gas on the ground was no longer thick, and after years of accumulation of dust in the air, the sky finally had a faint visibility.
But scientists say that even if the dust settles, the harmful substances produced by the impact will damage the ozone layer. During the period when the ozone layer "heals itself", the strong ultraviolet radiation will harm the organisms on the ground, making it impossible for animals and plants to survive.
Without vegetation, it would be impossible to provide oxygen to humans sustainably. If the predators who own the space die one day, it would be a disaster for mankind.
Therefore, they suggested building large-scale UV-proof greenhouses on the ground, first using technology and high-quality soil in the space to cultivate plants and convert carbon dioxide in the air.
The young commander had to launch rain bombs on the sea, use earth-based abilities in mid-air to absorb dust and deposit it on the ground, and manage the affairs of the base. His schedule was extremely busy.
The task of building the greenhouse was left to ordinary people who wore special protective clothing and carried oxygen tanks to go to the ground.
Finally, there was a new job, and everyone felt that it was a great thing to be able to save the world by their own strength. They all signed up enthusiastically and were full of enthusiasm.
The woman who once controlled the entire District 9 appeared less and less frequently.
Shu Maomao used the metal control to unlock the door, and seeing the back of the figure lying on the table, he said helplessly: "Mom, I knew from the sound that you fell asleep here again."
Shu Lan's eyelids trembled and she opened them with difficulty.
She didn't know how she fell asleep. She remembered that after dinner, she went for a walk outside, watched the children in class, and then came back to sit down...
"It's snowing heavily outside. Do you want to go out and take a look?"
Shu Lan sat up and asked, "Big? Then I want to go."
Shu Maomao took some thick clothes from the closet for her. "There's a little light outside, and there's wind. They say that's a good thing. Wind means the air is moving."
Shu Lan put on the sweater, coat, scarf, mask, hat and gloves he handed her.
"Don't protective suits have a heat-insulating function? Why do I need to wear so many?"
Shu Maomao said, "You should wear some. You are more afraid of the cold than others."
"That's right."
There is a heating system in the base. Shu Lan, who was wearing too many clothes, felt hot and urged him to walk faster. However, she was out of breath due to the pressure of the oxygen tube before she started walking for a while. She asked him to stop and said she wanted to rest for a while.
She is so delicate, afraid of cold and heat and has no physical strength.
Shu Maomao simply squatted down and carried her on his back, walked out of the underground base gate, passed through the middle passage, climbed the stairs, and put her down. Then he pushed open the second door leading to the outside world to make a gap for them to pass through. The cold wind wrapped around the snowflakes and they rushed into the bright and warm human base.
Shu Lan saw the ground again after eight years. Just as Shu Maomao said, the sky outside was dark and gray, but she could barely see the outline of the sky and the earth.
This little bit of light was enough to surprise Shu Lan. She walked out quickly and asked, "What time of day is it now?"
"Around three in the afternoon."
"Before, when you took me to use your clairvoyance, it was pitch black outside. Now at least I can see a little light. This is a glimmer of hope that we will soon win!"
There was a searchlight on top of the protective suit, and snowflakes floated under the light like torn paper, making a faint rustling sound when they fell to the ground.
"What a thick snow! It's unbelievable that District 9 could have such heavy snow in one day. Baby, is this snow clean?"
"It's dirty and poisonous."
"Eh~~" Shu Lan brushed off the snow on her body in disdain: "Then I won't bring it back for the children to play with."
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