Over there, Tang Erda was chatting with Fang Xiaoxiao.
Tang Erda, who had been the captain of the Heresy Processing Bureau, was always very vigilant about Fang Xiaoxiao's suspicious NPCs, or monsters, and his words could not help but carry a bit of torture.
"How do you know that we went to the observation station and saw another Fang Xiaoxiao?" Tang Erda interrogated condescendingly, "I feel that you are very familiar with the situation being dug up."
Fang Xiaoxiao didn’t seem to be surprised by Tang Er’s interrogation. He just smiled miserably: “Because I was not dug out for the first time. These monsters not only test foreign humans, but also test us humans against the same kind in the group. Reaction."
"In the early days when we were thrown into the cracks of ice, these monsters hadn't filled the snow to bury us."
"They want to do a topic on how humans can survive in the Jedi environment with limited resources. They tell us that within three days they will gradually fill in the snow and enter the ice cracks. During this period, the humans who can grab the resources and escape will be released. , And those who cannot escape are permanently frozen."
When he said this, he closed his eyes very hard, and his tears slipped down: “In order to mislead these monsters’ perceptions of humans, so that they can kill each other when simulating humans and tend to extinction, we simulated a lifelike reality. The drama of snatching resources and cruelly tortured each other."
Fang Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, and the hands holding the cup couldn't help shaking. He lowered his head and took a sip of hot water. Tang Erda noticed that there were solid blood stains in his teeth, as if he had bitten. The prey is average.
"We... focused our resources on the youngest team member and let them escape. Three days later, we were buried by snow filling."
When Fang Xiaoxiao's always melancholic expression reached this point, she finally couldn't help but became ferocious. He was like a wounded beast that made a noise from his throat, roaring hoarsely and sadly:
"We thought that their experiment would end here! But we didn't expect that they marked the young players who left, kept monitoring the whereabouts of these young players, and then returned when these young players couldn't control their emotions. When saving us, the monsters became interested in new research. They misled their direction and asked them to dig another ice crack!!!"
Fang Xiaoxiao was shaking all over:
"... This group of things set up a control control group. They make the two monsters look like these escaped young team members to dig out our ice crack, and induce the young team members to dig another one and fill it up and become like us. The monster's ice rift..."
"They want to know whether human victors are more likely to believe that the losers they save are of the same kind, or human losers are more likely to believe that the victors who save themselves are of the same kind..."
Tang Er opened his mouth. He looked at Fang Xiaoxiao's numb expression and couldn't help but relax his tone: "So... what is the test result?"
Fang Xiaoxiao had no expression on her face, only an ugly stiff smile at the corner of her mouth, and tears were constantly streaming down her hollow eyes:
"After we were dug out, we identified the [victor], but the children did not identify the [loser] they saved. They lived with the monsters they saved for two months, and they also lived with two of the monsters. After having sex, the two children were brought to us and the results were revealed."
"These kids are crazy. They poured fuel on themselves, burned and jumped into the strong acid, killing themselves."
"I know there is Fang Xiaoxiao among the humanoid monsters they simulated to deceive these children."
Tang Er stayed silent for a while, and continued to ask, "How are you sure that we are not monsters who came to dig you?"
Fang Xiaoxiao moved her eyes blankly and muttered to herself: "You will not be monsters, because these monsters will only imitate humans that have already appeared. There is no way to imitate new humans. I have never seen you in Antarctica. ."
"Moreover, they have tested that we have the ability to judge whether our [people] are the same kind, and will not try again and again on this kind of thing. Adult."
Bai Liu, who was carrying out the excavation over there, waved his hand and motioned for Tang Er to fight over.
Tang Er calmly looked at Fang Xiaoxiao, who was sitting motionless on the sled, for a long while, even if he knew that this graduate student was just an NPC, he eventually patted his shoulder with a bit of irritation: "...you rest here, don’t Run around."
After speaking, he trot to Bai Liu's side and truthfully reported what Fang Xiaoxiao had just said to him.
Mu Sicheng couldn't stop the goose bumps, rubbing his arms frantically.
Bai Liu thoughtfully, then gave a smile that made Mu Sicheng even more chilled back: "It seems that the situation is more complicated and interesting than we thought. I probably know what this Mr. Edmund wants to do, but it has to be. Contact Mu Ke to see if he can find the old professor's diary to support my guess."
Mu Sicheng was a little confused: "Then, do we still dig?"
"Dig." Bai Liu simply ordered and smiled, "Dig out all of them and bring them back to Taishan Station. Let's confront each other and see who the monster is."
Mu Sicheng: "!!!"
Edmund Observatory.
Mu Ke and Liu Jiayi emptied almost all the books and materials of the entire observation station, and looked at them one by one according to the names. Some shallow reading tasks were left to Liu Jiayi, and some professional deep reading tasks were undertaken by Mu Ke. After the translation, it was handed over to Liu Jiayi for information integration.
Fortunately, the graduate students live here at Edmund Observatory. There are many basic textbooks in the cabin. When Mu Ke can read these experimental data, he can barely have a reference book that can be checked, which is a little easier.
"Mainly professional books on meteorology and biology, as well as many sociology books." Mu Ke searched through the bookcase dragged out of Edmond’s cabin. He flipped through it quickly and briefly glanced at the content, mainly Look at the comments.
Then he paused, pondered for a moment, and then said: "It seems that Professor Edmund is very dissatisfied with the politics and authorities of country A. He wrote this in his country's modern history books praising the liberation of human rights."
Liu Jiayi came over and read out: "- Parallel exploitation of labor is the primary human right of capital. (Note 1)."
Mu Ke turned over again: "There are also here, written next to the record of the Bahata War. This is a battle launched by country A with the private development of biological and chemical weapons by the other side."
Liu Jiayi read word by word: "—Order without freedom and freedom without order are equally destructive (Note 2)."
Mu Ke continued to search through the observation station, and found a private fax record between Edmund and Taishan Observation Station in a file of criminal records in the archives room, covered with a yellow non-opening seal, which read: [ Copy of Edmund Treason Evidence]
Mu Ke and Liu Jiayi looked at each other and tore them apart without hesitation.
The fax records inside are arranged according to date, which is very straightforward.
October 1st:
My friend, you are right. I have tested these corpses. It, or they, really cannot be used in any scientific research. They are ethically wrong, spiritually contaminated, and violated. My basic ethics as a human scientist.
I understand why it was sealed here. It really shouldn’t be placed outside. I’ll try to persuade the "robbers" who snatched your boxes and leave the three boxes unscathed (well, maybe not unscathed) The land is returned to you.
You have done a dangerous and great thing, a hundred years from now, all mankind should engrave you into the jiefang (the pinyin written by Edmund here) to praise you! (You talked to me last time, your Warrior Hall of Fame is called Jiefang Monument, right?)
Congratulations on the founding of the country!
October 7:
I'm sorry that we may not be able to return the box to you temporarily.
It's a little strange to say that I was forced to implement my own research results for the first time.
The current feeling is that I have no sense of taste and warmth. I will suddenly fall down comically when I walk on the road, because the cerebellum has been transformed, and the sense of balance is a little problematic (but before the transformation, wrestling is also something that my old guy often does) Everything else is fine. It feels like becoming a little Wen whale. Maybe I should go to the sea and have a close kiss with a real little Wen whale
After all, I am no longer afraid of the severe cold, and I am no longer a human being. It might be a good choice for me to be a whale in the deep sea.
Hey, I really like the way they rub against the rocks when they shed and itchy. It's exactly the same as the way my old guy can't reach out and scratch his back against the closet.
Don't worry about the box, they still need me to do research, I can always think of a way to return the box to you.
October 17:
Oh my goodness, are you scared by me
The kid named Xiao Xiaofang was holding my broken leg and weeping. I remember that he was studying meteorology, and I had instructed his thesis before.
I have to say that it is really a terrible paper. There are many places in the image that don’t even have a unit. The format of the quotation in the literature is also wrong and missing. I really don’t know how this child was admitted to the postgraduate school and came to Antarctica. 'S tutor is a parallel import meaning).
This time they drove a snowmobile, tied my neck to drag and wiped away in the snow. This was just a punishment for another attempt to steal the box, or a daily test of my body's ability to withstand it. After all, I am now the most successful transformation, and I am still a criminal. There is no experimental subject that excites these people more than me—this is the tradition of our country.
Although in the end my limbs rolled down from my body like a rusty pen holder, it was not painful, because it was already cold and stiff, so the child did not cry for me.
While he was crying and chasing my scattered legs and feet, his expression really made me sad. He called my teacher, God, I swear this is the most happy sentence I have heard in the past month. , Although he was crying, I couldn't help laughing behind the snowmobile.
After I was beaten as a criminal, it has been a long time since no one called my teacher.
Don't worry about me, I will find a way about the box. The fax contact method is still relatively secret. The paper materials make these dummies think that I am not so courageous. I will tell you if I have any progress.
December 17:
They seemed to find that I was faxing you secretly, so I had to stop it for two months.
Well, maybe I am too arrogant and underestimated the intelligence of this group of people. Faxing is indeed unsafe.
This may be the last time I have maintained the human will to send you a fax, my friends, please allow my old bones to talk about my life, I hope you don’t bore me, after all, I really can’t find it. Others can talk.
I came to the Antarctic 33 years ago. At that time, this observatory was not called Edmund Observatory. I forgot what it was called. In short, it was not as famous and memorable as Edmond.
The person who sent me on the Polaris icebreaker was a veteran who participated in the Peninsular War (although he was not old at that time, but he looked too old at that time, I always teased him like this).
He is one of my few friends.
After all, a nerd like me, in the adventurous gold rush era, really can't find a second person who is willing to talk to me.
Fifteen years after I came to Antarctica, he left me forever because of the disability caused by the war and the embarrassment of life, and then he sent him the living expenses that I sent to him every year (he insisted on borrowing) before his death. The land was returned to me.
The doctor told me that he took the initiative to give up treatment because after the war, he was tortured all the time. There were blood in his dreams. This is a normal phenomenon, and many soldiers have it.
But I know it’s not such a simple reason. My friend died because of another war.
His only reason for participating in the war was to end the war.
He was taught, deceived, and used by public opinion and politics to use justice and friendliness on the battlefield, thinking that every knife he stabbed and every shot he fired was to save more ordinary people who were encumbered and injured by the war.
But he was deeply aware that the people he killed were as innocent as him, which made him miserable. The only reason to persuade him to continue was the slogan at the time—let this be the last war we experienced. Let us end this chaotic and unfair world.
He thought this was the end, but the war was constantly being launched, and the world he wanted to see seemed to never come.
Until the war fifteen years ago, this cruel war of aggression initiated by the country he trusted completely destroyed him, and he knew that what he had been doing was unjust.
It was disgusting, filthy, and the ugliest thing like everything he hated.
He was just an executioner after a politician's whitewash. He couldn't allow himself to live like this, so he told me that he couldn't make it anymore.
I don't know how to reply to him. I can only read books. The only brave thing I can do in my life is to escape everything and come to Antarctica.
Many people in Antarctica stood up and held a protest against the war in the severe cold (Note 3). I stood in the crowd, holding the [nowar] display card with trembling hands, and looked up at the approaching polar night, cold. The snow almost buried me.
It seems that all we can do is protest, but of course it didn't make much difference in the end.
When I was reading his suicide note, I saw that he wrote to me: [Antarctica must be very good, although it is cold, cold, and never day, but there must be no war there, there is a pure land, I hope you will not treat me The memory of an ugly war/struggle/crime was brought to this pure land to pollute it. 】
But it was not like that. Antarctica was as cold as he thought, but not as pure as he thought.
Everyone who comes to this pure land has the grand ideal of saving mankind and alleviating the global crisis.
We carefully recorded the data, marked on the skins of whales and the ankles of penguins, and determined year after year that the number of these creatures had fallen to less than 50% as the years grew. We have witnessed worryingly. More than a thousand feet of glacier annihilated on the sea within an hour, like a fixed-point alarm clock, yelling at the high politicians at every meeting-bad weather, global warming, human crisis.
And they are always inattentive and drowsy perfunctory listening, and in the next TV screen, they just take out these things to pull the banner, and at the same time continue to ambitiously plan again and again that can pollute a large area. war.
No matter inside or outside, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, only about their tenure/term and personal interests.
I can assure you that none of these guys can tell the increase in global average temperature last year.
My friend, you may be tired from watching and think I am really a long-winded old man, but please allow me to continue long-winded tiredly and languidly.
I was born in a country known for personal freedom and democracy. It seems that everyone's freedom of behavior can be respected.
Sacrificing for the group is what individual heroes need to do, and most people only need to pursue their own interests and accomplishments throughout their lives.
But friends, you and I are very clear that human beings continue as a species and as a group. No species can pursue freedom in isolation. When a group does not exist, freedom will be meaningless.
Only us "heroes" can't do it.
The group value we pursue is not recognized in society. It is like a lone whale watching an upcoming volcanic eruption and tsunami, but it can only warn other whales of disaster with a strange frequency. They don’t understand, and they don’t even bother to follow the advice of strange whales like us.
They are going to pursue a fish in front of them, a clump of krill, volcanoes and tsunamis are not important to them, this is the business of the heroes.
I'm like living in Sato (Note 4), a country that is absurd, entertaining to death, narrow-eyed, and disintegrating.
The funding for the Observatory faced the possibility of another budget cut last year, just because our leaders in this session did not believe in global warming and the greenhouse effect.
Many times I am in a daze that what I have done is not a great job of saving mankind, but a product of political play-just like my friend.
I envy you, my friends, you are not alone in the fight. Your group knows your responsibility and has not avoided taking responsibility with you.
You are not [heroes], but [vanguard].
At Taishan Station, every young man who asked me for guidance has a bright and shining country in his eyes. How beautiful, the snow in Antarctica is not so pure. It reminds me of my friend after watching "Titanic". When sending me to the boat, he smiled and waved, shouting, don't hit the iceberg, pay attention to whether there is my Ruth on the boat, and his eyes are so bright.
Species are going to be extinct after all, and humans are the same. My friends, I believe you and I are very convinced of this. This is the destiny of all living things, just like humans are going to die after all.
But we can decide when, where, and how to perish.
I hope that in the future, we can see us dying in a cold hug in the ice and snow, and I don’t want to see the last two people on the earth thrusting spears into each other’s heart in order to compete for prey on the devastated ruins.
Please forgive me, my friend, I chose you in despair. I did to you what the arrogant God did to mankind.
The corpse contains energy that can turn the world upside down. It is like being born for my desires and desires. After particleization, it can produce unprecedented meteorology and biological influence. Instead of letting it fall into the hands of other people, It's better for me to write the final game.
For the first time, I used my knowledge so sinisterly to cool the world and destroy mankind.
I might be really crazy.
But I still hid a little room for my madness. I researched creatures that can adapt to this situation. Then I selected you, added your genes to their suspension, and let them test whether you can Become the group of people who continue to spark.
My friends, please resent me as much as I can. I picked up the rifle/gun like a vodka, and drove the people in the house who had been paralyzed by my obedience for two months into the ice and snow, and ordered them not to be allowed. Take away any clothing and food.
It’s funny. Although I have endured all kinds of inhumane tortures from them, my requirement to obtain the freedom of guns in self-defense is still respected at this moment. In the eyes of these people who guard me, guns are not a big deal. After all, they didn't think I, a weak scientist, had any courage to resist, so they gave me the freedom to defend myself.
This may be the only benefit that freedom brings me, although this freedom breaks the rules of Antarctica.
I was holding a gun, and the creatures I taught next to them squatted in the snow, quietly waiting with me for these human beings to warm up in the snow, and died as cold as I thought.
And I am now back in my room to write down this fax for you, to write the final end to this terrible conspiracy that I have been planning since August 10.
Soon, those creatures will reach your territory...
(Supplement: I made sauerkraut according to your method, but failed. God, your cooking is really harder than biochemical experiments. I was prepared to make strategic reserves for you for the cold winter, but for safety, I do not recommend you Take these two jars of sauerkraut.)
Your friend-Edmund.