Chapter 155 I can't get sick, I have
At dinner time, the cruise ship's restaurant floor was brightly lit. Sixty thousand people took turns queuing up to eat, and the spatulas in the kitchen were smoking from swirling.
The Olympia is a comfortable cruise ship, and the meals are home-cooked meals, but the advantage is that the ingredients are fresh. Put the food on the steaming plate and take a big gulp of the seaweed soup. After surviving a disaster, there is no meal more satisfying than this.
The first meal after the rebirth, everyone felt more and more emotional the more they ate, and the rice became saltier and saltier - as they chewed, tears fell into the rice. How could it not be salty?
The sliding door moved open and another group of people came in.
The leading woman looked around, then suddenly paused and rushed out of the crowd:
“Captain!”
Anna ran over and hugged Huo Yuan tightly. She couldn't help but wipe her eyes: "I knew you would come to save us."
Huo Yuan patted her on the back and said soothingly, "Thank you for your hard work these days."
After he went to Wild Star, thanks to Anna's decisiveness, he took over the management of the club.
At the same time, other mercenaries also came up and said with tears of gratitude:
"You gave us a second life."
"The leader is our adopted parent. Come, disciple! Come and kowtow to the leader."
Huo Yuan waved his hand and said frankly: "I am only responsible for execution. If anyone should thank someone, they should thank him."
"Who?" Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
With a swish, everyone turned their heads to look. At the edge of the terrace, at the junction of the corner and the shadow, a tall figure walked out slowly.
It's still the same barely detectable pheromone, and the scent is as indifferent and cold as Beta. But half a year later, when everyone saw him again, they couldn't help but hold their breath and felt the pressure.
There was a sense of superiority in the young man's eyes and eyebrows that could not be ignored.
That is the kind of courage that only people who give orders all year round have.
Commander Bai.
Everyone's mind buzzed and a thought emerged: He shouldn't have come... and he doesn't have to come!
As a leader, he could have taken care of himself, but he came to rescue them in person... They will never be able to repay this kindness in their lifetime!
Behind the crowd, Lu Xun saw Bai Ling and instantly stammered: "Bai, Bai..."
He subconsciously called the other person's name as he did before, but his father glared at him. When he spoke again, he stammered, "Commander Bai..."
Today is different from the past.
Lu Xun still remembers that when he first met Bai Ling in the guild, Bai Ling was wary and distant. Now he is already able to handle it with ease.
Lu Sturgeon took a sneak peek. Omega's thin waist leaned against the wall, like a stretched bow. The veteran mercenaries gathered around him. They were several years older than him, but they all looked respectful and eagerly extended their hands to offer him cigarettes.
Although he was young, the way he held the cigarette between his knuckles looked very natural. A thin mist floated over his brows and eyes. He nodded and spoke from time to time, accurately calling out everyone's name and frankly accepting others' respect.
That scene seemed to have happened countless times, and this time, it was just a return.
A taut bow. Lu Xun thought to himself.
How lucky would anyone be to have his private relaxation.
The land sturgeon didn't dare to hope for anything. He knew that Bai Ling would definitely put her career first, otherwise, she would not have married Isupalaiso and become the queen of the empire.
But when he looked up, Bai Ling just turned his eyes and nodded slightly at him as a greeting.
Instantly, Lu Xun froze in place, then lowered his head, his face flushed like a student who had just fallen in love:
"Ahhh, look at me, look at me, he still remembers me!"
That's enough...
That’s enough, this life is worth it!
He clenched his fists and cheered himself up. The male god has become stronger, so he has to cheer up too.
Lu Xun ordered two meals contentedly and returned to the cabin.
One for himself and one for his strange roommate.
This was an escape, not a vacation. Even a young master like Lu Xun was assigned to a multi-person room.
When I opened the door, I saw that the roommate on the upper bunk was still curled up in the same position as before, not moving at all.
Lu Sturgeon was a little worried. Before this, they, the mercenaries, were specifically told to take care of the ordinary people traveling with them. Prison life is horrible. Many people go crazy when they go in and suffer from various forms of traumatic stress and claustrophobia.
Although those people in the cafeteria were hugging and crying, holding hands and laughing, there were also many people who huddled in the cabin with blank eyes, still unable to shake off the aftereffects.
Lu Xun is not a psychologist, but he knows that no matter how serious the illness is, one must eat first. He knocked on the upper bunk:
"Are you okay? Do you want to come down for dinner?"
The other party turned around slowly, revealing a gloomy face, and said weakly:
"Thank you, I don't want any."
"How can that be possible?" Lu Xun was anxious when he heard it. "Commander Bai finally rescued you, but you didn't eat and died halfway. Wouldn't that be a waste of his kindness?"
"I'm dead, what's the difference?"
Lu Xun was furious: "Why didn't you get on the boat then? You're still taking up a seat. So many people wanted to live, but they didn't have a chance."
"I didn't want to do this. You guys dragged me up here." The man muttered dejectedly.
Lu Xun had never seen such an ungrateful person. Others saved him, but not only was he not grateful, he even used the word "arrogant" as if he was very reluctant.
He really couldn't understand why such a person was allowed on board. Was there a bug in the forbidden ring system and the list was wrong?
With doubts in mind, Lu Xun went out to find Huo Yuan.
Huo Yuan had an electronic list in his hand, and when he searched by room number, the information automatically appeared. He confirmed:
"That's right. The beta in your room is indeed one of the most in-demand talents in the empire. He has a high academic status and is a big shot in the industry."
Lu Xun didn't believe it. Isn't he just a decadent middle-aged man with untidy beard and unwashed hair? How can he have the aura of someone who can command the world? He asked disdainfully: "What kind of industry is he in? Don't tell me he's just some idiot."
Huo Yuan checked it out and said, "It seems to be studying something... pheromone storm surge."
Pheromone storm surge?
Lu Xun was stunned, "Isn't that the unsolved mystery of the imperial capital?"
·
Throughout the ages, no matter which civilization’s history, there have always been more or less unsolved mysteries.
The Empire has it too.
The most talked about among them is the "electromagnetic pheromone storm surge" on the capital planet.
In the field of marine meteorology, this thing is equivalent to the Goldbach conjecture in mathematics and the Schrödinger puzzle in physics. Unless you are a big shot who is willing to devote your life to science, ordinary people stay away from it.
Unfortunately, Qiu Dao studies this.
Qiu Dao is a saury. His name is very random, because his father didn't love him and his mother didn't care about him, so he was thrown into an orphanage when he was young. The country paid for his education, so he made up his mind to devote himself to this unpopular career that others dared not touch, and was committed to "filling a gap" in the imperial academic community.
However, when he had half a foot in the door of doctoral students, he finally understood what his supervisor's pat on the shoulder and that meaningful look meant.
Then came three years, and three more years. The three years of his doctoral study were the six years when his mental state was the craziest.
After reading it, his whole spirit was "sublimated", and he often felt as if he was cultivating immortality. The data on the screen is a manual of immortal cultivation, the table filled with fish food is a cyber altar, and his ultimate goal is to find the Cyber God.
Oh no, it should be said that it is the electromagnetic pheromone god.
But it must be said that he did make a name for himself.
The pheromone storm surge, also known as "the golden wind" among the people, always spreads from the sea near the Imperial Palace to the continent and even the entire planet.
It contains high-frequency bands that can affect the central nervous system and mobilize people's emotions.
Once the trend starts, it will present a scene unique to the imperial capital - people will be either angry or numb, and their mental states will be very consistent. It was as if there was an invisible giant hand floating above the planet, regulating everything.
The people of Imperial Star are quite accustomed to this. Even if you turn on the TV and see the host crying while reporting funny news, it is not uncommon.
Winds can be strong or weak, and can be divided into:
[Lightly polluted][Moderately polluted][Heavily polluted]
If the entire Imperial Capital Star is regarded as 100%, then mild pollution is below 20%, moderate pollution is 30% to 60%, and severe pollution can cover more than 70% of the planet.
Qiu Dao believes that this is absolutely abnormal.
No meteorological phenomenon in recorded history has ever achieved such a large coverage. Only the El Niño phenomenon of the ancient Earth's ocean currents can be compared to it.
Therefore, in his research, Qiu Dao pioneered the name of the vague concept of "pheromone storm surge" as the "El Mayor" phenomenon.
The El Nino phenomenon in ancient Earth, El nino means child, holy child.
The word "El Mayor" he used corresponds to El mayor in Spanish, which means elder or saint. At the same time, it also contains the meaning of Saint James - he is the patron saint of the local area, symbolizing fisheries, great navigation, and the spread of ideas during the American colonial era.
To some extent, the term "El mayor" coincides with the development history of the old empire.
The more Qiu Dao polished his sword, the better it became.
As for its cause, the academic community generally believes that it should be related to air pressure, cyclones and ocean currents.
However, Qiu Dao believes that this statement is pure nonsense!
Earlier this year, he vaguely discovered that pheromone storm surges seemed to have some man-made patterns. If this conjecture is confirmed, it will overturn the cognition of the past half century and drop a nuclear bomb on the entire academic community.
Qiu Dao was extremely excited and felt that he was only one step away from the unknown door.
However, at this moment, this mysterious storm surge...suddenly disappeared? !
Completely disappeared...
As if it had never existed.
Everyone in Qiu Dao was stunned.
He tried his best to find the reason, but found nothing.
This is not the worst.
Due to the tyrant's profligacy, funding for the education sector has been reduced again and again. Scholars with no background like Qiu Dao were soon included in the list of those whose salaries would be cut - from 8,000 yuan per month to 800.
Not doing it?
Then you just resigned voluntarily.
Qiu Dao angrily joined the wage-demand march, and as expected, he was arrested, liquidated, and thrown into prison.
At this moment, he collapsed on the bed in the cabin, feeling hopeless.
It would be better to just die.
Today is the 192nd day since the storm surge disappeared...all the youth he spent on it was wasted.
He will never be able to solve the mystery of the "Saint" in his lifetime.
Unless God gives him an instruction now to keep him alive...
“Crack!”
The slight sound was like a faint sound that suddenly appeared at the beginning of the creation.
Qiu Dao looked at it in disbelief as a white-haired young man walked in, holding a floating light tablet in his hand, as if he was in an empty space.
...Is this the Commander Bai?
A little too young.
The other party nodded coldly: "Hello, I'm here to check on the situation. Lu Xun said that you have thoughts of suicide. I wonder if you are willing to come out and talk to us. There are several psychologists on the ship, and they are all very friendly."
Qiu Dao collapsed and said, "No."
Bai Ling put away the board, tucked it loosely between his arms, stood up straight and looked up at him: "Maybe you have some difficulties, you can tell me. Are you worried about your family, children, or property?"
"Neither. You can't solve my problem... Oh, forget it. You won't understand even if I tell you."
Bai Ling persisted: "Tell me?"
Qiu Dao felt annoyed and his tone became impatient. What science can a soldier understand? He asked back:
"What is there to say? Do you know what happened on the Imperial Capital Star 192 days ago? If you don't know, how can you solve my problem—"
Bai Ling thought for a moment and said, "That day, I left the capital."
Qiu Dao: “…”
This little omega is quite narcissistic.
He clearly asked why the trend disappeared, but the other party answered him "people left", which was completely irrelevant. Isn’t it just a group of mercenaries and the old emperor who left? How could it possibly affect...
Stunned.
Damn...the old emperor.
The old emperor lived in the palace. The wind was coming from the direction of the palace.
After the old emperor left, the storm surge suddenly disappeared... So, so, maybe - an extremely crazy conjecture that transcends human boundaries gradually took shape in his mind.
Maybe, the storm surge, it’s man-made.
Don’t think this statement is too absurd and say “man-made? Then I guess only God can do it.” But if you think about it carefully, isn't the "it" that is closest to God in the world so far Isoparaiso himself?
The gears of fate made a sound and clicked shut.
He was like a kid holding a completely black jigsaw puzzle, at a loss for what to do for years, until just now, when he found a breakthrough and began to piece it together quickly and smoothly. This piece, that piece, they match so madly!
Qiu Dao was so excited that he was shaking. He couldn't help but roll off the bed and rolled in front of Bai Ling:
"Commander Bai, no... Your Highness, I really want to kiss your boots, but I haven't brushed my teeth yet... Your words have completely enlightened me. Please accept my most sincere thanks, no, apology... Ah, both!"
Bai Ling had a blank expression on his face. He took a half step back and tapped the wall with his knuckles.
Outside, Lu Xun immediately showed his head and asked eagerly, "What happened?"
Bai Ling pointed to the ground and said, "Take him to see a psychiatrist."
Qiu Dao: “…”
Lu Xun received the order and caught the saury. Before leaving, he asked:
"Commander Bai, do you want to come over and take a look?"
What are you looking at, are you mentally ill? Bai Ling waved his hand lazily and declined: "No, I have some at home."
Lu Xun: “……?”
What is there at home?
·
Qiu Dao insisted that he was fine, so the doctor had to comfort him and let him go.
He immediately ran to the cafeteria, grabbed a few familiar professors, and held an academic discussion on the spot. As soon as they talk about research, the young professors' eyes light up - this is more suitable for psychological treatment of academic office workers.
Qiu Dao looked around and asked: "Who among you knows anything about mermaids?"
"If you're talking about mermaids, then I'm not sleepy anymore." Professor Xu laughed.
He is an expert in marine fisheries. Although his main job is in aquaculture, it does not prevent him from having some inhumane hobbies in private.
For example, studying mermaids.
Professor Xu spoke eloquently, throwing out useful information:
"As you know, after the establishment of the new government, it is strictly forbidden to talk about the previous dynasty. The information about mermaids was destroyed long ago, and there is no relevant content at all."
"But I'm lucky. A few years ago, I got a study of mermen from an interstellar smuggler. It was a tattered photocopy, and I don't know where it was dug out from on Earth. It was full of radioactive residues, so every time I read it, I had to be fully armed and wear protective equipment."
He shook his head and sighed, but his expression was smug.
Risking his life to pursue a hobby is enough to prove how passionate he is about mermaid research.
"But God helped me find very useful literature. In 1975, a Soviet submarine fished out a male mermaid in Denmark. They found that the mermaid would regularly conduct mental tours."
Qiu Dao was stunned. "Spiritual circuit, what is that?"
Professor Xu explained: "This is easy to understand. It is similar to the echolocation of toothed whales, which use waveband reflections to patrol their territory."
"But the mermaids' patrols are stronger. They have even evolved to the point where they don't need to make any sound. Or rather, the frequency bands they emit are simply not detectable by human ears. They are far beyond the normal range and require professional instruments to detect."
Normally, mermaids use these bands to control schools of sardines in nearby waters. Sometimes, they are also used to detect whether there are passing ships nearby and to direct the fish to avoid them.
Therefore, the strange stories about mermaids recorded in the Middle Ages, such as mermaids appearing in groups at the stern of a ship, sticking their heads out of the water to observe the ship, etc., are actually not accidental events. The mermaid approached on purpose with a curiosity similar to that of a killer whale observing a human.
After all, for the highly intelligent mermaids, controlling the local fish schools for exploration is not a difficult task at all.
Moreover, this mental control is particularly strong during the male breeding period, reaching up to 5 to 10 times. The ocean is vast, and mermaids need to constantly recall their females and keep them by occupying the airwaves.
——Don’t think about any other fish except me.
Such possessiveness.
As he spoke, Professor Xu coughed lightly, looked around, and deliberately lowered his voice:
"Based on the content of the literature and the number of official visits in history, I am 90% sure that our old monarch's breeding season is in September every year."
As they gradually enter the breeding season, the mermaid's mental waves will continue to strengthen like the moon tides. Their control, ambition, and aggressiveness will all increase to unprecedented levels. Even those ferocious sharks would be scared to death and stay away from them when they see them.
Gradually, a vacuum zone will naturally form around the mermaid's nest.
No creature dared to approach except brainless sea urchins, corals, and jellyfish.
The reason is simple: they are all afraid of being mind-controlled.
The only one who would actively approach it was its female.
Professor Xu couldn't help but sigh: "What a power-hungry creature."
Hearing this, the other professors all smiled subtly:
"So you are..."
"You are also..."
"Hey, aren't we all arrested for the same reason?"
Because of worshipping the old monarch.
After hearing this, Qiu Dao counted on his fingers and was ecstatic.
His research shows that the pheromone storm surge reaches its peak for a full month every September. This pattern corresponds exactly to the breeding period of Isoparaiso.
Oh my God, oh my God, it’s the end of August now, so he is about to go to the Wild Star to witness the old emperor control the planet with his own eyes, is that right!
At that moment, he felt as if he was possessed by Sir Newton. After studying science to the end, I discovered that it is theology - the end of the universe is God.
"I'm going on a pilgrimage, El mayor..." he murmured in fascination.
"Speaking of which..." Professor Xu changed the subject and glanced behind him intentionally or unintentionally. Commander Bai was leading his men over. He whispered:
"People say that they are not sure whether the old monarch has any feelings for Commander Bai in terms of AO. I know very well."
"What do you mean?" Several people suddenly came over.
"Because mermaids are extremely eager for females during the breeding season, it is impossible to release females. Commander Bai came out at this time, it must be because they have no physical relationship. So I am very sure that the two of them are just a political marriage. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?"
Professor Xu leaned back, crossed his arms, and said with great research experience:
"Otherwise, Commander Bai wouldn't be able to move freely now. His brain would have been filled with the mermaid's mental waves, and he would have curled up and trembled."
·
The cruise ship is undergoing its second wave of jumps. Taking advantage of the time, Bai Ling decided to take a short rest.
The sleep was not long, but it was filled with nightmares. This time, he dreamed of his mother for the first time in a long time. Bai Ke sent him to learn swimming, but he was unwilling to go. The woman was cold but persistent:
"You have to go. You can use it."
"But there is no sea here." The young bird had only seen the sea in picture books.
The woman looked at the child in silence.
The young bird timidly hid behind the door, with only half of its eye showing.
Falcons are not wading birds, and the fear of water in young birds is written in their genes. He didn't want to go swimming, let alone go to the sea.
The woman would not allow him to resist. She took his swimsuit and swimming ring, held his cold little hand, and walked him all the way to the public swimming pool.
Walk through the dark corridors and pass by sealed windows. Occasionally, they would meet porters carrying black body bags out of some house, and the woman would just stop and cover her child's eyes.
"Don't look."
The young bird had its eyes covered and sniffed its nose, "Mom, it smells so bad."
The woman said, “It’s garbage.”
This is the third time the young bird has encountered "garbage" this month.
The low-heeled shoes tapped rapidly on the terrazzo floor, and the woman couldn't wait to walk away with her child. This is underground. They all live in dilapidated concrete buildings. People live so densely that it's denser than a worm nest. You often run into "acquaintances" after walking a few steps.
The young bird heard whispers in the corridor:
"What a beautiful child, isn't it?"
“It smells so sweet…”
"Will you be my little wife?"
The young bird was so frightened that it dared not move. It tugged at its mother's clothes, "...Mom."
The woman squatted down and picked up the child. She was not strong, and her slender waist could not support the weight of a five-year-old child. She swayed at first, but quickly stood on her feet, her tone still cold:
"Don't listen."
Don't look, don't listen, don't pay attention. This is what his mother taught him. In a society that is losing order and continuing to decline, those who want to stay out of trouble are only deceiving themselves.
or……
Leave completely.
The swimming pool is in the same building.
The young bird put on slippers and stepped on the mosaic tiles with a clattering sound. The handle of the sink was rusty and it would cut its hands if it touched it.
In his memory, the place was always dimly lit and the electricity was insufficient. The disinfectant mixed with the smell of urine, blending into a strange acid. This sour smell will penetrate deeply into the clothes of every resident, and even the most scarce laundry detergent cannot wash it away.
Swimming lessons are expensive, taking up almost one-fifth of a woman's salary.
It’s too expensive, so I have to stay a little longer after class.
The woman would stand by the pool and have the child practice an action over and over again - how to break free after being caught in the water.
"You must at least learn how to stick your mouth out of the water and breathe deeply. You are a bird, not a fish. You don't have fish scales. You must learn to swim on your own."
The baby bird whispered, "No, I am a human child."
He had always been in denial of his half-blood.
The woman did not answer, but just pressed his head into the ice water, counted the time and then pulled it out, repeating this over and over again, which was truly ruthless. She knew her child's limit and did this so that he could learn to hold his breath as quickly as possible.
The turbid water flooded his mouth and nose, and the incandescent light flickered overhead.
The young bird blinked its sore eyes, and the mosaic pool wall seemed to become distorted. He swallowed a mouthful of water, it was so bitter, he held it in until his face turned red, "Cough cough cough..."
"Don't panic, don't panic. Look, you're choking on water again."
“…But I’m afraid.”
"You can be afraid now, but if you are caught up by a water monster one day, don't be afraid."
"Why do I have to learn this?" the young bird asked in a crying tone.
My mother still said the same thing. She said thoughtfully and coldly, "One day, you will need it."
It was a long time later that the young bird realized that its mother had long planned to send it to the planet full of water. She was afraid that he would drown at the beach and no one would rescue him, so she forced him to learn this survival skill in advance.
He was very grateful to her, but he had to admit that the experience had left a big shadow on him.
He always remembered lying on the slippery edge of the swimming pool, looking back in panic. Because it was almost closing time, the lights in the other half of the swimming pool were turned off. The water smelled of chlorine, and the space in the distance was dark, even the water was black. The cursor was floating gently, as if something was wriggling underneath.
He was so scared of that scene that it would always reappear in his nightmares, intentionally or unintentionally, for many years afterwards. It's either that swimming pool or the still bathtub.
There was clearly nothing in the picture that could harm him, but the deserted atmosphere and traces of people made his heart beat wildly, and he fell into a state of tension as if he would be attacked at any second.
What's worse is that every time he had this kind of nightmare involving water, he would wake up with his body always wet. Omega's body is sensitive, but not so promiscuous. It was as if someone had fucked him hard in his sleep.
For this reason, he once went to see a doctor, but the cause of the problem could not be found. In addition, at that time, his mental disorder became more and more serious, so the doctor sent him to a psychiatric department. The other party adjusted his glasses and told him perfunctorily:
“It could be a seasonal psychosis.”
Bai Ling looked up in a trance: "What, what is that?"
"It's probably caused by your nervousness and anxiety, plus you have other complications..." The doctor paused, "You know, it's not only willing sexual arousal that can cause sexual arousal. When certain organs are contaminated or diseased, there will be similar symptoms."
Bai Ling was stunned: "Is my brain diseased?"
"It's possible."
Suddenly, the doctor looked at him more and asked, "Have you been in contact with marine life recently?"
"No. What's wrong?"
"Nothing." The doctor shook his head lightly, "It's just that some marine creatures regard the brain as part of their sexual organs."
As for which marine creatures they were, Bai Ling did not have time to ask because the consultation bell had already rung. The doctor, who was in a hurry to get off work, stood up impatiently and drove him out.
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