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"Call the administrator." Chen Fei rushed into the monitoring room.
Only Chun San and two young technicians were left in the room. Everyone else had already fled. Not all technicians were from Area A or Area B. Even if they held on to the main city until the last second, they might not be able to gain a chance of survival.
"Now?" Chun San asked.
"Tell the administrator," Chen Fei said, "the rift faces Area A. If we advance all the way into the core area, the first thing we will destroy is the City Affairs Office."
Most of the external surveillance has been broken, and Chun San can no longer see the situation on the Black Iron Wasteland. He only knows that a third crack has appeared. It has only been less than a month since the first crack appeared.
I always felt that the unknown destruction came too slowly, and I couldn't enjoy every second of my life to the fullest. Only when the destruction really came did I realize that this journey had come to the end.
"The administrator has been out of contact for a long time," Chun San said, "Don't hold out any hope."
"Don't use text messages," Chen Fei said. "Use your personal identity and personal request to send voice messages. You are the person who has been in contact with the administrator most frequently."
"At this time, with the administrator..." Chun San turned to look at him, "Playing the emotional card?"
"Who doesn't have emotions?" Chen Fei asked, "Do you think the administrator's behavior over the years is like that of a machine without emotions?"
"Anything is possible." Chun San stood up, picked up the cup and took a sip of water.
"After you contact the administrator, report to me, and then," Chen Fei looked towards the door, "you can leave."
"Let's go?" Chun San put down the cup.
"We don't need these anymore," Chen Fei said, "We still don't see any possibility of an exit. Even if there is an exit... did you see those scavengers?"
"Yeah." Chun San nodded.
"If that is the new world beyond the exit," Chen Fei said, "we have no way to survive, and no one is even willing to communicate with us. Who would communicate with the dust on the ruins?"
"What about you?" Chun San asked, "Have you thought about your next step?"
"I haven't given up," Chen Fei smiled, "I just let you go. If you want to go to Lost Valley, there are my people in the garage downstairs. Ask them to take you there, but they can only take you to the city boundary."
Chun San said nothing, turned around and walked out of the room.
Administrators can receive voice communications, but because voice communications are prone to inaccuracies in expression and are not easy to search, voice communications are rarely used when the main city communicates with administrators. All formal text messages are used instead.
When Chun San sat down at the table, he felt a little emotional.
This was the first time she sat here and sent a voice message that did not require prior reporting and approval.
There are no content restrictions and no time limits.
Although you may not get a response.
But it is possible that this is the last message sent by the main city to the unknown whose existence is still unknown.
It is a request for help and also a farewell.
"This is Chun San, calling the administrator," Chun San turned on the microphone. After he finished speaking, there was silence for a while. "Are you still there? Can you see? The fire on the Black Iron Wasteland, and the dew on the main city?"
Chun San smiled and said, "Dew is the code name we gave to the scavenger. When we didn't know what it would bring, I had rarely seen Dew."
There were no windows in the communication room, and the lights had been turned off due to damaged lines. Only the green light on the instrument was flickering in the darkness.
"Why do we have a word like dewdrop?" Chun San thought for a moment, "What information is left by the previous generation of the main city? It can't be completely deciphered. Time is running out... I have been doing this work for many years. Our children listen to stories that they have never seen or imagined, and learn knowledge that they have no idea where it comes from. We use the information we have saved to make various expensive creatures, even... monsters, trying hard to survive for a known ending..."
Chun San raised his head and looked at the dark ceiling: "Where are those things? Where did those stories take place? Who told us that knowledge? Where are those little animals that we copied and only exist in legends?"
"Who are you?" Chun San asked, "Where are you? Where do we come from? Apart from the ending that has been determined, where do we start? There is still so much information that has not been solved, what is it? What else did you give? Existence? Life? Emotion? Love, hate, pain, fear... Are you watching? How did we struggle when we were heading towards the end?"
In the darkness, there was only Chun San's calm voice and the occasional "beep" from the instrument. It was so quiet that it seemed as if the world had ended.
"There's nothing I must know. I always thought that facing such an opportunity, I would be very eager to get answers to those questions," Chun San stood up, "but no, these are not the most important to me. I have lived, there are people who care about me, people I am concerned about. Although there is still a lot I don't know, I have at least seen part of it, which is enough."
Chun San put away the notebook and pen on the desk in the dark. "This contact is the last one before the destruction of the main city. The main city will no longer initiate contact requests to the administrator, nor will it seek help from the administrator. No one will be here to respond to the administrator's instructions... Goodbye."
Chun San answered Chen Fei's intercom: "The call with the administrator ended, and no response was received."
"Got it," Chen Fei replied, "I have arranged for someone to wait for you in the garage, don't delay too long."
"How long is too long?" Chun San asked.
"Once the cracks reach the main city and the core area is destroyed, ez will go out of control," Chen Fei said, "They are already in an activated state."
"Don't you have anything else to do?" Chun San asked, "Just stay here?"
"There are things here that I haven't finished in my life," Chen Fei said, "I won't give up."
"Export?" Chun San sighed.
"Hurry up," Chen Fei said, "I won't do anything to you. All I want is your skills. I am willing to get along with you in a cooperative way, but Liu Dong may not necessarily."
Chun San hung up the phone, patted the back of his chair, turned around and opened the door of the liaison room.
The moment the faint light from outside the house came in, she heard the rustling sound of the instrument.
Ning Gu always felt that since it was another frame in the revolving lantern, there would always be something different.
If everything were the same, wouldn't it be boring for people to watch the revolving lantern
For example, water is not necessarily water. After all, he has never seen so much water or such a large surface of water.
When he pulled Lian Chuan to jump, he didn't think about whether he would die.
The moment he touched the water, he began to think about this problem, because under the water, there was no passage, mechanism, or anything else as he expected...
It's just water, all water, water everywhere, front, back, left, right, up and down.
My eyes, nose and ears were filled with water.
I can't breathe.
He didn't know when he let go of Lian Chuan's hand, and he danced wildly in the water for a long time before he realized that Lian Chuan was no longer beside him.
Calm down.
Ning Valley.
Stay calm, you are the ghost town bully, the ghost town facade, and the savior...
Lianchuan!
Where are you!
I told you to hold on tight and don’t let go!
Ning Gu held his breath and tried to calm himself down.
No matter what happened, he was so panicked that even if Lian Chuan was next to him, he might not be able to get close to him.
He stopped struggling and just hung quietly in the water.
It was not until the chaotic waves around him disappeared that he realized that he was slowly sinking.
He looked up and saw the water surface above him, which was glowing red due to the firelight.
He quickly looked around again, but there was nothing in the clear darkness.
Lian Chuan is missing.
Sunk
Ning Gu suddenly lowered his head, and all he saw below was a pool of water that was slowly becoming darker and darker. He could see some impurities floating in the water that he couldn't tell what they were, but he couldn't see Lian Chuan.
Lian Chuan's uniform was glowing, but he couldn't see even a trace of blue light now.
Is it up or down
Going up means breathing, going down... I don't know if I can still live.
Take a breath and go down to find Lianchuan
How to get up? If I move, I will sink... Even if I go up and take a breath, how long can I hold it? If Lianchuan sinks, can I still wait for this trip...
Ning Gu didn't hesitate. He gritted his teeth and held his breath. He tried hard to turn over in the water and rushed to the bottom of the water with his head down.
Win every bet.
I don’t know how deep the water is, but it is really deep.
Ning Gu couldn't make any sound and could only rely on his eyes to look for Lian Chuan, or to look for anything unusual.
His eyes hurt. He had never known that soaking his eyes in water would be so uncomfortable. He also had no idea that his ears would hurt. His body was becoming heavier and heavier.
Maybe he's suffocating to death.
Ning Gu always thought that he was quite good at holding his breath, but that was just his own feeling.
As it turns out, it might not be that great.
Lianchuan!
Where are you!
Even the dog!
Ning Gu began to feel a little distracted. He couldn't see clearly, the sounds in his ears disappeared, and breathing seemed no longer necessary.
When the water around him was stirred up, he couldn't even see what it was.
"Ning Gu!" Someone called his name from a faraway place.
who
"Ning Gu!" Another voice called his name.
Who again
"You haven't come back yet?" the second voice said, "Do you want a slap?"
"Give it a slap," said the first voice.
"Go away." Another voice came from far away, followed by a loud shout, "Ning Gu!"
The chaos around him was suddenly dissipated by this loud shout, and all the sounds instantly returned to his ears.
The weight of the body and the breathing also returned.
Ning Gu suddenly opened his eyes.
Dog head mask.
Just as Jiuyi was about to stand up and step back, Ning Gu slapped him in the face.
Just like the first time we met, crisp and clear.
"Nothing else, right?" Jiu Yi came up to him and roared.
Ning Gu was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly jumped up.
Only then did he see clearly that he was lying in the Lost Valley, with Jiuyi and Fulushouxi standing in front of him.
"Where is Lian Chuan?" Ning Gu stared at Jiu Yi.
Jiu Yi didn't say anything, just looked at him.
He suddenly lowered his head again and touched his body a few times. His clothes were all dry.
I reached out and touched the piece of paper stuffed in my clothes. It was still there and dry.
This is his body. It has never left the Lost Valley and has been chanting the vertical hole... chanting the vertical hole!
He didn't ask Jiu Yi anything else. After looking around clearly, he turned around and rushed into the poet's cave.
The golden light that sealed the cave entrance when he and Lianchuan entered had disappeared, and the two balls of light in the cave were no longer there.
He saw Lian Chuan, lying on the ground.
"Lian Chuan!" Ning Gu almost flew over and when he knelt beside Lian Chuan, his knees were hit by the metal floor and felt a sharp pain.
Lian Chuan closed his eyes and lay quietly on the ground without moving.
"Lian Chuan?" Ning Gu's voice was trembling. He carefully reached out his hand and touched Lian Chuan's face. His trembling fingertips touched the warmth on Lian Chuan's face.
Live!
He shook Lianchuan's hand again.
His physical condition was still okay, and Lian Chuan's hands were not cold as usual when he was tired.
but…
"Lian Gou?" Ning Gu patted Lian Chuan's face twice.
"He can't wake up now." Jiuyi's voice came from outside the cave.
"What do you mean?" Ning Gu turned his head, "What do you mean I can't wake up now?"
"He didn't come back," Jiu Yi leaned against a spike at the cave entrance, tapping his mask with his fingertips, "You are the only one who came back."
Ning Gu didn't say anything. He put Lian Chuan's hand away, slowly stood up, turned around and stared at Jiu Yi.
"Why are you looking at me?" Jiu Yi said, "It's not that I didn't let him come back, he just didn't come back on his own."
"Who are you?" Ning Gu walked towards the cave entrance step by step, staring at the mask on Jiuyi's face. Lian Chuan was right. Jiuyi's dog-head mask was the same as the one worn by the man in the cave, with a small gap under the left eye. "Who are you?"
“Jiuyi,” Jiuyi opened his arms, and his ten fingertips gradually extended, flashing with cold light, “Bat leader, master of the Lost Valley.”
"The owner of Lost Valley is a poet," Ning Gu still stared at him, "Everyone knows that the owner of Lost Valley is a poet."
"When he is not awake, I am the master," Jiu Yi laughed, "He usually doesn't wake up."
"The master of Lost Valley is our boss!" Fulu shouted.
Ning Gu walked in front of Jiu Yi and stopped until his nose was almost touching his.
"Is the mask yours?" Ning Gu asked.
"Yes." Jiuyi stopped smiling and looked at him.
"How did it come?" Ning Gu asked again.
"I made one," Jiu Yi said, "If you want, I can make one for you."
Ning Gu said nothing and raised his hand.
"Don't move the mask," Nine Wings said, "Don't think you can beat me, Traveler, just because you can slap me every time you wake up."
"Lian Chuan and I," Ning Gu put down his hand, "where did we go just now?"
"The poet's consciousness, his world, his memory," Jiuyi said. "Where else can you go here? The Lost Valley is full of poets."
"Then who is the person wearing a dog-head mask that I saw in the poet's consciousness, the poet's world, and the poet's memory?" Ning Gu lowered his voice.
Jiu Yi didn't say anything.
The mask covered most of his face, and if his mouth didn't move, it would be impossible to tell what expression he had at that moment.
But Ning Gu could sense that Jiuyi was a little surprised.
If he wasn't surprised, Jiuyi, with his nervous personality, would never have remained silent at this moment.
"Who is it?" Ning Gu asked again.
"You think I know?" Jiu Yi said.
"Your mask is worn on other people's faces," Ning Gu said, "Whether you know this or not, I can only ask you."
"I don't know." Jiu Yi replied.
"The boss doesn't know!" Suki shouted, "The boss knows nothing!"
"Your words sound like a cover-up," Ning Gu looked at Shouxi, "If I hadn't known you two for a while, I definitely wouldn't believe it."
"Boss really doesn't know." Fulu added.
It sounds even more fake.
But Ning Gu knew that Fu Lu Shou Xi was telling the truth. At least as far as they knew, Jiu Yi really knew nothing. After all, he had no brains.
"Where's your brain?" Ning Gu asked.
This question was very strange. Ning Gu had never imagined that one day he would ask such a question seriously.
Jiu Yi looked at him and spoke after a long time: "I don't remember."
"Are you sure you have no brain?" Ning Gu asked.
"Sure." Jiu Yi said.
Ning Gu slowly raised his hand, and the dark silver color on his fingertips slowly emerged: "Take off the mask, I want to see your face."
"I am very handsome." Jiuyi shook his fingertips.
"Are you as handsome as me?" Ning Gu said.
"That's hard to say," Jiu Yi laughed, with a metallic sound in his laughter, "If you ask Fu Lu Shou Xi, I'm definitely the most handsome. If you ask... ask Lian Chuan, then it should be you who is more handsome."
"Don't move," Ning Gu looked at him, "If you move, you will die."