As a medium for manipulating mecha, mental power is of course extremely powerful, but it is also very fragile. As a mecha designer, Duan Hengye clearly knew how many years and generations of efforts had been made by people in the interstellar era to successfully connect the mecha with their spiritual power. Although Duan Hengye didn't have a very specific understanding of interstellar history, just what he knew so far, countless people lost their lives due to unsuccessful mental power experiments.
That's right - loss of life. Psycho-related devices that are in trial period are very dangerous. Once it appears during operation, it will not only damage the user's mental power, but also directly damage his brain and life. Meng Jinhuai was the marshal of the empire, and he was also a soldier. No one knew the preciousness and fragility of spiritual power better than him. But Wen Xunyin now told Duan Hengye that today Meng Jinhuai was using a dangerous instrument related to spiritual power that was still in the experimental period because of himself.
After saying the words just now, Duan Hengye heard that Wen Xun on the opposite side became obviously nervous because of his breathing. Obviously, because of Wen Xun, Meng Jinhuai wanted to hide it from himself... Seeing that Duan Heng didn't speak for a long time, Wen Xun, who was feeling a little nervous, finally tried to speak slowly, "Professor Duan... They originally planned on this matter. I didn't tell you, I couldn't help it... But don't worry, there is no problem with the instrument, and it is running well now."
Because of Wen Xunyin's appearance, Duan Hengye's mood was a little better, but after he told himself about the instrument and Meng Jinhuai's mental power, Duan Hengye's mood fell to the bottom again. Of course, Duan Hengye knew that since the instrument could use spiritual power as a medium to contact him, and it worked well during this period, it proved that there was no problem with it. But despite this, Duan Hengye was still worried about it.
Seeing that Duan Hengye didn't speak, Wen Xunyin continued: "...it's Professor Duan, this instrument in the institute plays the role of guidance. From the monitoring data on our side, it can be seen that your mental strength is strong. The volatility is still a little unusual, so it’s not yet suitable for the next step.”
Duan Hengye can drive mechas, so he knows that people's strong emotional fluctuations will also affect their spiritual power. Now, facing his funeral, how could Duan Hengye calm down? "Okay, I know." Duan Hengye returned. At this time, Wen Xun, who was far away in another parallel time and space, was staring at the bright brain in front of him. He didn't tell Duan Hengye that the other party's mental power at this time was "unstable". Well, it seems more appropriate to use the word "chaos".
It's just that Duan Hengye's ability to hide his emotions is indeed strong. Wen Xunyin saw that although the fluctuation of the other party's mental power was extremely abnormal, his voice was still so calm. So after listening to Duan Hengye's words, Wen Xunyin was silent for a while, then hesitantly said to him: "Okay... Then Professor Duan, we will monitor your mental power data in real time, wait until I'll re-contact you when the data is stable."
"Okay." Duan Hengye said to him while slowly adjusting his breathing.
When the contact was temporarily suspended, Duan Hengye's ears returned to calm. He saw that the lawn not far away was already full of people. In this life, Duan Hengye was an otaku. He didn't have many friends, and his relationship with his family was not very close. But now... Duan Hengye clearly saw the incomparable sadness on the faces of these people.
Somewhat ironic, it was not until after leaving this world that Duan Hengye finally realized that there was so much love around him. Now that the funeral has officially started, in a traditional family like the Duan family, a person like Duan Hengye who died due to a fight with foreigners would not have such a grand funeral ceremony. But what he looks like now is in line with what he thinks in his heart... At least there will be no more grand activities to magnify the sadness in people's hearts.
The thick cumulonimbus clouds that floated in the sky not long ago stopped here, and Duan Hengye saw that there was no more sunlight coming through. Not far away, the family members in black put the white bouquets in their hands gently in front of the black stele in turn. After standing for a while in silence, they left here in silence.
Duan Hengye's colleagues who he hadn't seen for a long time also came, and many of them had already cried and could not stand still. These people walked with the help of the staff and were helped back. Then they gathered in groups of three or five, probably talking about what happened before Duan Hengye died—as their leader, although Duan Hengye looked a little serious, in fact, he was often used “cute” behind his back. Two words describe.
Unlike the scene on the colleague's side, just like Duan Hengye, the members of the Duan family don't seem to be very good at words. Duan Hengye saw his parents standing side by side from a distance, they didn't speak, they just silently looked at the stone tablet in front of them. At this time, the cumulonimbus cloud that had been hanging in the sky for a long time was finally punctured by something. It was like a plastic bag full of water. Sanxian clean and do not give up.
Although I had read the weather forecast and prepared enough umbrellas when I arrived, the rain was still a little too sudden. By the time the staff came with an umbrella, the clothes of Duan Hengye's parents who were standing at the front were already soaked in the rain. Duan Hengye saw that her mother, who has always been serious about her image, gently pushed the broken hair wet by the rain to the back of her head. On her cheeks, the rain mixed with tears quickly dripped down—a woman had never been so embarrassed before.
After seeing this scene from a distance, Duan Hengye's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone's hand. He slowly walked to his mother, but unfortunately, Duan Hengye's hand was still unable to touch the person in front of him. No matter what Duan Hengye did, it was all in vain.
Looking at the hand that he couldn't touch, a sense of powerlessness hit Duan Hengye heavily. Now he is extremely sure in his heart that this trip back to his hometown is clearly a punishment. Across the thick rain screen, Duan Hengye saw his mother crying and finally couldn't help rushing into the arms of the man in front of her, and then Duan Hengye's father stretched out his hand and patted her gently behind her back.
Duan Hengye had never seen such a fragile mother, nor such a gentle father. He found that he really knew too little about his family, and now it was too late when he finally saw the side they had never seen before.
The heavy rain continues and is getting heavier. Because of the rain, Duan Hengye could no longer see things three or four meters away. After a while, his family finally started to leave. Duan Hengye, who wanted to go home with them, found that he couldn't even board the return car at this time.
But after ten minutes, only Duan Hengye was left standing in the place full of people. Facing this heavy rain that seemed to never stop, and the black stone tablet that belonged to him, Duan Hengye's Very confused. Duan Hengye was not a timid person, but the scene at this time still made him panic. After looking around for a while, Duan Hengye walked under the tree in the rain again, and sat down with his knees tucked.
Duan Hengye didn't know whether the instrument Wen Xunyin mentioned just now was still running, and whether he could still hear what he said on the other side of Interstellar. After sitting down, Duan Hengye began to mutter Meng Jinhuai's name over and over again...
There was still no response from there, but at this moment, Duan Hengye's ears finally heard something other than the sound of raindrops. A car slowly stopped not far away, and then a man in a black shirt came over - he didn't have an umbrella, and the rain slid by him recklessly. The person who came was Shen Yiyu. After seeing him, Duan Hengye suddenly felt a little funny. If I remember correctly, Shen Yiyu said at his home last night that he wanted to see him, and now, although there is something... but he really saw him.
Duan Hengye was full of despair just now, but when he saw Shen Yiyu appear here, and silently knelt down toward the black stone tablet, his mood calmed down unexpectedly. Duan Hengye couldn't help but associate things like "spiritual power" and "soul" in his mind before, but now he feels that he probably knows what it means to "let go". Seeing Shen Yiyu, the person who indirectly killed him, Duan Hengye's mood was of course complicated, but after this flash of complicated emotions disappeared, he missed Meng Jinhuai again in his heart.
I didn't want to return to the interstellar era, nor did I want to leave this suffocating rainstorm, I just missed Meng Jinhuai. This thought is extremely simple, yet extremely clear.
The heavy rain continued, Duan Hengye was still sitting under the tree, he did not check whether Shen Yiyu, who was in front of him, had left, but just sat there quietly recalling the past two years. At this moment, Duan Hengye suddenly felt a familiar force wrapping him tightly. In an instant, the temperature deprived by the rainstorm just now returned, and Duan Hengye seemed to hear a familiar call in his ears.
On Earth, Duan Hengye tentatively released his spiritual power for the first time, and then he felt a familiar response. At this time, Wen Xunyin's voice appeared in Duan Hengye's ears again, and the other party said excitedly, "Professor Duan! Your mental power fluctuations are normal now!"
In other words, Duan Hengye might be able to go home.
The author has something to say: first bow to everyone! The main text of this book will officially end tomorrow (there will be about ten chapters of extras later), thank you for your company during this time.