Mist - Chapter 53

During the break just now, Song Qinglan clearly contacted Tang Le, and the other party said that he was waiting for them near the highway, but the person who expected it was Li Chun.

The current situation Song Qinglan has briefly explained on the phone that in the Ouroboros mission, understanding a time anchor concept almost bit Li Chun’s life. He didn’t know the other teammates, but he didn’t understand anything anyway.” “Double slit interference experiment”, what “bubble world”, in short, he knows that his Song team and consultant Ji said that this is not their original reality, that’s right!

In the task, the three of them always meet first.

Li Chun didn’t notice the captain’s dislike, and began to force her to use her stubborn qualities: “I feel that something is wrong, how could that girl be so unreasonable to make trouble? It turns out that this is not our original world! I have coaxed her to lick her in the past few days. The dog!”

During the rainy season: “…”

“Fortunately, as soon as I saw Minister Wang’s picture, my **** remembered it!” Li Chun said, “In our world, I haven’t even got the phone number of my sister. Why is this world like this? Directly? Just gave her to me?! Don’t both of you need to understand before falling in love, it made me crazy and wrong to pay!”

Song Qinglan drank a whole bottle of water, and noticed that she was taking off her socks during the rainy season and was about to put on shoes.

The soles of their feet were scratched a lot, especially during the monsoon rains. There were not only scars but also blisters scalded on the air track. The socks were sticking to the skin, and when they were torn during the monsoon rains, Song Qinglan felt painful and could not help her.

During the rainy season, he didn’t blink his eyelids and his face was expressionless.

This person, when someone touched him, he would cry out for pain, but every time he was injured, he would not say a word for pain again.

Song Qinglan wondered whether this bad habit had to be changed by Consultant Ji.

No one likes to hold on to their seven teams.

For example, Li Chun was still sighing at this moment: “Last night she was going to make trouble. The more I thought about it, the more sad I found a friend to borrow alcohol to relieve my sorrow. Tang Le turned in from the window this morning and his face was so dark that he almost pinched me. Die. Well, I knew I would stop drinking, and it would hurt your body if you delay things. Let’s get together and get together, and we will still be friends after we break up.”

Song Qinglan had to interrupt him aloud: “Look at the road.”

On PU-31, Li Chun drove into the Runjin Building and left a lingering fear.

Now Song Qinglan is too tired to speak, so she has no time to care about the fact that the driver is driving without a license.

Li Chun glanced in the rearview mirror, Team Song was not in the mood to **** with him, and consultant Ji also leaned in the back seat in a sense of relief.

He was no longer active, and immediately became honest a lot: “Well, I actually have one question…”

Song Qinglan: “Say.”

Li Chun asked: “How can we return to the original world?”

This question hit the nail on the head, and it happened to hit everyone’s heart.

The reality has overlapped, and the phantoms of another world can be seen everywhere, but they are only visible and tangible, and they cannot directly join them-they have no idea what to do now.

Li Chun asked again: “Then, if we leave, what will happen here? Will it disappear?”

The car galloped all the way, and the scene on the road was shocking.

Not only are the phantoms of vehicles appearing on the road, the closer to the city, the more phantoms of human beings. The bubble world is derived from the original world and is highly similar in all aspects except for the difference in details.

In other words, people and things here are real, and people in the bubble world have their own lives.

“I don’t know.” said during the monsoon rains, “it may disappear, or it may repeat itself like our Ouroboros, starting from the point where we left.”

“Damn…” Li Chun couldn’t bear it, “That would be too pitiful.”

During the rainy season: “Actually it’s okay.”

Song Qinglan turned her head and was surprised at the attitude of the monsoon. He felt that it was not like a person without compassion during the monsoon.

I saw a faint opening during the monsoon: “Like the survivors of PU-31, people in the bubble world will never feel that they are in a cycle of repetition. What they think of as the’present’ will always be their’present. ‘In a sense, this is no different from us. In fact, even we cannot be sure whether the world we live in is real.”

Li Chun felt cold behind his back and trembles slightly: “Counselor Ji, you are so awkward.”

here we go again.

The pessimistic idea of ​​the so-called “brain in a tank”.

Song Qinglan raised her hand, and her hand during the monsoon rains followed up, and the handcuffs rattled, “True? This is the truth. Even if I am afraid that someone will not be able to withstand the temptation to run away, apart from you, I can’t think of who else I will be with. It’s locked together.”

Song Qinglan’s wrist had just been dislocated, and it was still red and swollen, looking quite scary. As he said this, his heroic eyebrows raised slightly: “If you change to Chuner…”

Li Chun refused: “What’s wrong with me?!”

Song Qinglan said inhumanly: “Stun and take it away.”

Li Chun screamed again: “Am I not worthy!”

Song Qinglan leaned back in the back seat lazily, struggling with him without a word.

Listening to their noise, in the monsoon rains, he turned his head and looked out the car window, with his lips slightly bent.

Trains overturned, plane crashes, and car accidents were everywhere.

The news is reporting overlapping phenomena from all over the world. The city is full of gunpowder. The ghosts of humans, animals, and all movable things appear out of thin air, and even landmark buildings have been replaced by the ghosts of another building.

In a blink of an eye this world is already near the end.

On the holographic screen, on the radio, and on the Internet, information about the phantom is transmitted everywhere.

Less than two hours after the phenomenon of world overlap appeared, Tianqi issued an emergency decree—the time management alliance of various countries defined this incident as “parallel world overlap.” It’s just an extra bubble in the time anchor.

On the way, Song Qinglan also received a transfer order on her cell phone, informing each group of guardians to return to the Jiangcheng branch immediately.

But after he hung up the phone, he and two teammates drove to the nursing home where Minister Wang was.

For them, returning to their own reality is the real emergency.

The red sports car was smashing through the chaotic city. It passed the viaduct that fell to the ground, collapsed buildings, and countless cars that were knocked over. In a short time, it was hit beyond recognition.

The streets are full of phantoms of people in another reality. People in this reality are panicked, all their cognitions are overthrown, and their world has fallen apart.

“The sky is annihilated!”

“Illegal crossing!”

“Stop touching time and space! Turn off the Skydome system!”

“Down with the Time Management Alliance!”

A parade appeared on the road, and the opposition were enthusiastically carrying slogans and filled with outrage.

As early as two decades ago, when the scientific team just started to study the Sky Dome system, such protests appeared on a large scale. As a young man, this was the first time I saw such a scene during the monsoon rains.

Seeing him turning back frequently, Song Qinglan said: “When they protested like this, they actually couldn’t think of how much Tianqiang paid for them.”

As a guardian, Song Qinglan has a deep understanding of the hardships of the task and the hard-won of a safe world.

Just like the positive social impact of a small composition: there is no stability in this world, but it is the countless unknown people who are moving forward in places invisible to the world.

During the rainy season, “Maybe scientists didn’t expect what it would develop into when they invented the sky dome…”

He said this sentence very lightly, so Song Qinglan didn’t hear it clearly.

In a blink of an eye, the car drove into another road with difficulty, and it took two or three times longer than expected to reach the nursing home.

Before getting off.

Song Qinglan used tools in the car to pry open the handcuffs, and the two were finally freed.

During the monsoon rains, I moved my sore wrists: “Isn’t it locked?”

The handcuffs were thrown on the seat, which made people love and hate this way.

Song Qinglan glanced, and said coolly: “It’s not locked, but you still haven’t got out of my sight, consultant Ji, don’t forget that you have a criminal record.”

Li Chunzheng turned his head from the driver’s seat and said with relish: “Ah, boss, you are really the boss to speak, if consultant Ji is a girl—”

During the rainy season, he took his words: “Just stay away from you.”

Li Chun: “?”

In the car, Song Qinglan knocked someone’s head: “Do you think he looks like a woman?”

In the last sentence, Li Chun always felt that something was wrong.

Team Song’s eyes were deep, and the rebuttal seemed a bit strange…Why did he feel that Team Song was a little bit reluctant when he was removing the handcuffs? !

Wait, doesn’t Team Song have PTSD for that?

Is this world crazy, or is he crazy?

The three got out of the car.

In the dark, as if some mysterious power had an impact, the pedestrians on the road stopped one after another.

People quieted down in an instant, turning their heads and staring at them.

Then, coming towards them mechanically from all sides of the street.

Li Chun’s scalp numb: “Fuck, come again?!”

The three people slowly backed up, but the pedestrians did not slow down according to their behavior as they had encountered before. On the contrary, the pedestrians saw them stop, but accelerated their walking speed.

The closer you get to them, the faster you walk, almost running towards them.

“run!”

“Run!”

The three of them reacted at the same time, yelled and then ran wildly.

The crowd gathered behind them, rushing toward them like a tide, and people in front of them were also constantly rushing in.

They ran into countless ghosts, and pushed down the living people who looked like rigid stone statues.

The crowd was crowded, and he was forced to the street during the monsoon rains, and people crowded with him like sardines.

“During the rainy season!”

“Team Song!”

The voices of Song Qinglan and Li Chun sounded, but they only heard their voices in the crowd, but did not see them.

When the monsoon rains, he looked up and saw the same strange faces all around, or stopped in place without moving, or walked towards him stiffly. He couldn’t tell which ones were the static phantoms of the other world and which ones. It is a living human being.

These faces filled his brain, and he started searching in his memory uncontrollably, and the huge amount of information poured in at this moment made his brain a dull pain.

In just a few minutes, cold sweat dripped on my forehead during the monsoon rains.

Suddenly, someone squeezed in from the outside.

It was a featureless face, dull eyebrows, and ordinary facial features.

Like the pedestrians who came up, it was a face that he hadn’t seen in the memory during the monsoon rains. He looked up blankly and looked into a pair of deep black eyes.

The man was very tall, raised his hand in the crowd, and took advantage of his arm length to stick a disc behind his ear during the monsoon season: “Don’t move.”

A faint sound came from the ear, and then, the familiar touch spread from behind the ear to the face and the tip of the pen.

His face was wrapped in a new face.

89 recorder missions, 89 pretending to be non-existent.

A simulated face that has been used proficiently 89 times.

No one knows its purpose better than him.

With it, he became another person during the rainy season.

The people surrounding him gradually woke up, vivid expressions reappeared on their faces, and their previous shock and panic were restored, and they dispersed. They come in like a tide, and disperse like a tide.

During the monsoon rains, he was panting, and his figure was enveloped by another tall figure.

Song Qinglan said under the simulated face: “I have said, you are not out of my sight, you will never be abducted by them, what are you afraid of?”

During the rainy season: “I am not afraid.”

Song Qinglan laughed softly.

The other three came over, with the same plain faces.

A round face is making a square face: “I’ll go to the black market to buy some high-tech, and the car will be like this when I come back?! That’s it?! You **** pay me!”

The square face was crying: “Oh, the virtual world is true or false, why take it seriously!”

The other round face spoke, and the voice was Tang Qi: “Counselor Ji, I didn’t expect that we would form a team again soon.”