External troubles and internal problems
The heartwarming moment between the group was ruthlessly interrupted by the elderly man who witnessed it.
"Now that you have all your personnel, I will also leave some security personnel with you. If you encounter any danger, you must activate the protective mechanism here immediately. Once activated, no one will be able to enter. We have prepared enough food for you to last for five years. The wristbands you are wearing can monitor your health signs. We will communicate with you daily through external monitoring equipment. Everything is to ensure your safety. Of course, I also hope that you can ensure the safety of our country."
After the old man finished speaking, he handed Mo Yang a bracelet.
Mo Yang glanced at it briefly and put it on his wrist.
At this moment, Fan Siwen stopped crying and stared intently at the person who had just spoken.
"Are we going to be locked up here for 5 years? Hey, why didn't you make that clear before? In 5 years, are we even allowed to get married? When I get out, everyone around me will have kids, and I'll be all single. Hey, say something..."
Fan Siwen shouted, but it did nothing to stop the departing figure in front of him.
Just as the figure had almost disappeared from their sight, a familiar and deep voice came from afar, "I'm waiting for your good news."
Everyone looked at each other, and in the end, they had no choice but to accept it.
And so it really happened. The four of them, unaware of the truth, were suddenly transferred to a secret base that no one knew about, and as for when they would be able to get out, nothing was known.
"Alright, that's good. We don't have to worry about people watching us while we work anymore. Now we can just lie down and relax." Fan Siwen said, then lay down on a bed placed to the side.
"What do you want to do by lying down?" The young man's voice was devoid of any emotion.
"Of course, it's for playing games." Fan Siwen said, then suddenly realized something, sat up abruptly, took out her phone and checked, "Good heavens, is there no signal here...?"
The young man looked at his question without answering, but from the expression on his face, it was clear that he had guessed correctly.
Having just settled in, Mo Yang watched the two's disjointed conversation and couldn't help but ask, "What were we told you before you came?"
The person who had just been full of sorrow suddenly straightened up. "He didn't say anything to us. He was just taken onto a helicopter by several people, and then, just now..."
“No leader has communicated with us at all. The person who just spoke to us is the first leader we have met so far.”
Mo Yang filled in the details that Fan Siwen hadn't mentioned.
So, they were recruited through bribery.
Mo Yang looked at Chen Lili, who hadn't said a word so far, walked up to her, and lowered his head. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to involve you. You should have been doing your research at the institute."
Mo Yang didn't know what to explain to her. He felt like he had a lot to say to her, but when it came to his lips, he didn't know how to say it.
After a long silence, the person raised their eyes, revealing a mixture of desolation, loneliness, and a faint, lifeless longing.
The girl's silence caused the other two to fall silent as well.
After a long while, Fan Siwen walked up to Chen Lili with an arrogant look on his face and said, "Goddess, how about we have a final research and development extravaganza before the apocalypse!"
"What are you talking about?" Faced with Fan Siwen's nonsensical ramblings, the crowd was not quite convinced.
Undeterred by the expressions of those around him, Fan Siwen continued, "How about this, I'll exchange a secret for a smile from you, okay?"
Chen Lili ignored him, and Fan Siwen continued to save face, "Then I'll take that as your agreement. But I'm telling you, Professor Song Yize is actually a time traveler."
Mo Yang, who was trying to walk to the instrument experimental space, vaguely heard Song Yize's words behind him and walked out from behind the instrument room door. "What did you just say? Say it again."
He genuinely didn't hear clearly.
"I'm telling you, you're actually a time traveler."
Fan Siwen was really bold, repeating it again.
This time, Mo Yang finally understood.
"Who told you that?" Mo Yang was completely stunned. His eyes widened to the size of walnuts.
"Look at his reaction, guys, I was right!"
Fan Siwen's extreme excitement prompted the two people beside her to look at Song Yize as well.
At this moment, Mo Yang really didn't know how to explain this matter.
"If you weren't a time traveler, how could you come up with such outrageous theorems? If you weren't a time traveler, how could there be no peace in the research institute after you arrived? If you weren't a time traveler, how could you suddenly disappear and then be released? See, everything makes sense now."
"Professor Song, are you really from time travel?"
Chen Lili couldn't help but look at Mo Yang with great curiosity.
Helpless, Mo Yang could only agree, "Yes, that's right, I am a time traveler. I not only know everything about astronomy and geography, but I can also predict your future destinies."
"Really!" The young man suddenly became interested in the topic. "Professor, tell me quickly, what will my future be like?"
"In the future, you will be tricked by Fan Siwen into buying insurance."
Hearing this explanation, everyone lost interest.
"Pshaw, I thought it was true."
The young man turned his head and began to show interest in working with the equipment there.
"No, my friends, you must believe me! Everything I said is true."
At this moment, none of the few people remaining in the enclosed space paid any attention to Fan Siwen. Even when Fan Siwen tried to tug at the police officer on the side, all he received was a disdainful glare.
Well, from this moment on, Fan Siwen's reputation has plummeted.
Fan Siwen's credibility has been reduced to zero.
At night, before going to bed, Fan Siwen chatted with Mo Yang.
"Are you really not going to tell everyone? We've come this far, are you just going to leave us guys in the dark until we're buried?"
"What are you saying? Shut your mouth!"
"Yes, yes, I shouldn't have said that, but..."
Seeing Fan Siwen's hesitant manner, Mo Yang quickly followed up, "But what? You haven't eaten the braised food you promised me yet. Who can believe what you say?"
Oh right, they also have braised dishes.
Fan Siwen thought about it again and realized that this was none of the business of braised food!
"That's all because of you..."
When I turned my head, the person had already fallen asleep.
Fan Siwen rested her head on her arm, looking up at the ceiling, "I wonder what the future holds."
The muttering was overheard by someone nearby.
Mo Yang didn't know why they had suddenly come to this point. If possible, he wished time could be reversed, back to before they met. If that wasn't possible, then the moment the time machine was created, he would take a few people back to the future.
In his view, this was the only and only possible way out for them.
The research institute, which is usually quiet and peaceful, has become like a rooster with its feathers ruffled in the past few days, with feathers everywhere.
The number of security and confidentiality personnel gathered together by the entire State Secrets Bureau decreased with each gathering.
"If this continues, our people won't be killed by the enemy, they'll be worn down by their own people."
"What do you mean by that? With such a big incident, who has been able to get a good night's sleep!"
"Can Song Yize please stop causing so much trouble every day? Since he came, we've never had a moment of peace."
"These are good days now. Wait until the aliens attack, then let's see if you're still so carefree."
"Aliens, aliens on the left and aliens on the right, aliens will come sooner or later, so let's treat them well."
"What should we offer as hospitality? A military aircraft carrier, or your cigarette butt?"
"you……"
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. Can't you two get down to business? The most important thing right now is to find Song Yize's location."
"Why is his phone's GPS malfunctioning? It's clearly set to the device most easily detected by radar, but the signal just suddenly disappeared?"
"You think you're the only one who knows about this device?"
"Are we really going to fail? We only have this one undercover agent, and we haven't been able to find him even after days or weeks?"
The people inside looked at each other, but no one spoke to him.
Just as everyone was getting into the discussion, someone suddenly ran in and shouted, "Report!"
"Come in."
"yes."
"What's wrong?"
"Lieutenant General Hou was found dead en route to a mission."
The room fell silent.
"One after another, I don't think any of us will escape."
The people in the room remained silent.
After a long while, someone finally realized from the intelligence report, "With so many of us, I don't believe we can't catch them. They've gone too far."
Someone else came in to report.
The group, who had just recovered from their shock, tensed up again.
"The people in Song Yize's laboratory have been moved by Elder Huang's people."
"What?"
The person speaking looked utterly incredulous.
When did this happen?
"Just now."
"Then quickly intercept them!"
"yes!"
Where have they moved to now?
The person who hadn't spoken until now suddenly opened their mouth.
"The group has already boarded the plane, but their exact destination is unknown."
Upon hearing this, a bystander unconsciously placed his hand on his leg. "With the equipment Old Huang has, the interceptor probably won't be able to track the target."
"What should we do then?!"
"What should we do?!"
Several people blurted out, as if the sky had fallen, their wrinkles deepening beyond the lines of the paper they were clutching.
"What's there to be afraid of! Isn't Old Man Huang here? Just grab him and ask him a few questions, and we'll know everything."
The people inside looked at each other, but no one stepped forward for a long time.
"You lot, you lot, you're just going to ask someone a question, huh? I don't believe he can eat me alive!"
A young officer walked out from the side of the room, and before leaving, he made a point of putting the hat on the table on his head.
As he stepped out the door, the young officer paused, straightened his hat, then straightened it again, gritted his teeth, and continued walking forward.
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