Mist - Chapter 95

The rain was cold, and it made a slight tingling sensation on the face.

During the monsoon rains, blood spurted from his mouth, and bright red blood flowed down his lips and neck. He knew that this must be the result of being shot in the lungs. With every breath, a new wave of blood spewed out.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn’t.

Someone was pressing his chest, as if it was too late, and the hand trembling violently moved to his cheek, trying to wipe the blood from his lips.

Faintly, he heard the man crying.

He wanted to say, Song Qinglan, I know.

The three little black cats that accompanied me for eight years were delivered by you to my seventeen-year-old who had just started living alone.

——After I left this world.

But every time he tried a mouth, more blood poured out of his mouth. He could hardly feel the pain, but he couldn’t control it.

This is his doomed ending.

It is the end of life he wrote in 1439.

——Go back to the past and become a part of history, which can never be changed again.

He breathed sharply, wanting to look at that face again, he wanted to tell Song Qinglan, wanted to tell him that in this short, lonely, painful life, he was very happy to appear.

Before falling into the eternal darkness, he had a strong idea.

He doesn’t want to die.

…

…

【warn! warn! You have deviated from the destination coordinates! You have deviated from the destination coordinates! 】

During the monsoon rains, he opened his eyes sharply.

The red light in front of him flickered, and countless bizarre images flashed past his eyes. Amidst the violent shaking, familiar warning sounds were shouting “Illegal jump detected! Illegal jump detected!”, he could barely tell that it was one. Confined space-his capsule! !

How is this going?

The cabin shook so badly that I had to hold on to the handle of the safety chair during the monsoon rains. My brain couldn’t think in this situation. I only felt that it was being stuffed with various memories and was slowly about to explode.

When everything subsided, the robotic arm delivered the nutrient solution, and he took a few sips, not knowing where he was.

The gun eye on his chest was gone, his pulse and heart rate were beating very fast, and the side effects after the jump were so obvious that they all reminded him that he was still alive.

After breathing a little, he saw the display on the transparent panel when he looked up, and he was dripping with cold sweat instantly.

[? ? p0754%$#37]

[: “”LRR”/’l’89”]

This group of garbled characters is what they have seen in the Ouroboros mission.

Maybe ordinary people can’t be sure whether this group of garbled characters is the same as the ones they’ve seen before, but with the unforgettable memory during the monsoon rains, they can be written even if they are written backwards!

He opened the door and walked out of the capsule.

The sky in the early morning was dark gray, and the cold wind blowing in the woods was full of shadows, and the light came from several other fluorescent silver-white capsules near him.

Someone patted him: “Counselor Ji, what do you think? Are you okay?”

When he looked back, he was talking a paragraph of text. The other party, just like himself, had just walked out of the capsule, but looked normal, and did not react differently to the current situation, as if they should have been in this already completed mission.

In the monsoon rains, there is an ice sculpture-like texture beside the white face in the dim light: “…”

For the first time, he couldn’t make a proper voice.

There are more people around.

Tang Qi and Tang Le, who talked about the incomprehensible situation in a low voice, Li Chun who also had no memory of every cycle, Zhou Mingxuan, who remembered the cycle like Duan Wen, and stood beside Zhou Mingxuan and opened with him. The tall figure in the mechanical library.

Wearing a black combat uniform, Song Qinglan outlined a pair of arrogant long legs, with an imposing manner.

I saw that he selected weapons and equipment, neatly checked the state of sleep, and then looked at the communicator on his wrist and said to everyone: “It is 4:43 in the morning. Let’s hurry and set off. When we arrive at the bookstore, we will split up. Set off to Jinwu No.1 and Jinwu No.2.”

Zhou Mingxuan asked: “Team Song, we have all figured out the current situation, what else are we going to do in the bookstore?”

Song Qinglan bent over to pick something from the mechanical library and threw it towards the monsoon.

During the monsoon rains, he subconsciously caught the heavy object and started to be cold. He saw that it was a silver pistol, his diamond bird.

Song Qinglan raised her chin to him and answered Zhou Mingxuan’s question: “Last time I was interrupted by the survivors for not enough time. The season consultant has not finished reading the book, so I have to read it again. Check if there are any other clues in the book and see what to do when we get to the base. Otherwise, no matter how many times we come, no matter how many A and B teams there are, we will die.”

Team A and B?

Suddenly during the monsoon rains, it became even more trance. Which team are they?

Why is there no such scene in his memory? Is it his imagination or reality?

Everyone sorted equipment one after another.

After they were finished, they marched towards the park management office, Duan Wen pressed his throat, and as he walked, he told a few teammates who had no circular memory of the current situation.

Follow everyone behind during the rainy season.

Suddenly, the sound of the blade breaking the wind flashed past his ears, and with a “bang”, a dark shadow fell heavily outside the forest, a short distance away from the monsoon rain.

It’s the tramp!

Song Qinglan strode over, drew her saber from the bum’s forehead, randomly wiped it on the corpse’s clothes, then reinserted it into the strap of her calf and walked back: “Counselor Ji, you are a bit out of state. “

During the rainy season, I paused slightly, and I don’t know how to start.

Because Song Qinglan’s expression was so unfamiliar, it was the kind he hadn’t seen for a long time. Although it didn’t have the kind of alienation that belonged to the first acquaintance, it was limited to the friendship of teammates. The hot eyes that made him feel are gone.

He looked at Song Qinglan, the other’s eyebrows, lips, and both were familiar to him. He remembered the warmth and gentleness when the other party kissed him, and the embrace that hugged him tightly from behind when he was parachuting, and remembered before he died. The other party’s desperate sorrow, remember the back who stood alone in the garden downstairs of his house eight years ago.

I also remember that the other party once knew him so much and called his real name solemnly and cherishedly on a private channel.

“Sheng Han.”

That was the first time he felt trembling about the name that was mentioned again.

“Counselor Season?”

It feels like waking up during the monsoon rains.

In front of him, Song Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him, and asked in a polite tone: “Did the last death be too unpleasant, and a little psychological disorder?”

Which time?

Unable to answer this question during the rainy season, I had to say: “I’m fine.”

“That’s good, you can call me anytime if you have any questions.” Song Qinglan nodded, “The captain’s duties include, but are not limited to, psychological counseling for the team members.”

Seeing that he was about to move on after speaking, he stopped him during the monsoon: “Wait a minute.”

Song Qinglan turned her head and joked: “Do you really need psychological counseling?”

During the rainy season, he opened his mouth: “Do you…do you think something is wrong?”

Song Qinglan: “Which aspect do you mean?”

There was nothing in those deep black eyes, only the desire to win and break the game, exactly the same as Song Qinglan who led everyone to fight forward in the Ouroboros mission in memory.

Scenes flashed back in the brain during the monsoon rain, and in just a second, the pain of the high-speed crisscrossing pictures swept the brain during the monsoon rain.

The dark gray sky gradually brightened, and the fishy smell in the air was so familiar with Li Chun’s complaint.

It’s like the cycles they have gone through.

The overload of memory caused a splitting headache during the monsoon rains, and the cold sweat almost wetted the vest. He shook his head casually: “It’s okay.”

Can’t distinguish between memory and reality.

It is not clear which has happened and which has not happened.

It has been a long time since the monsoon has suffered such pain.

He walked around with his teammates to get the space vehicle keys, and calmly killed several zombies. From the perspective of his teammates, he may be no different from the past.

The space vehicle travels through the devastated city of PU-31.

Groups of zombies rushed towards them with their pale eyes, waving their hands, and they were crushed into flesh by the space vehicle mercilessly.

They came to the bookstore at the fastest rate in history. After handling the elderly zombies in the bookstore, the copy of “Golden Crow No.1: Multiplying” was stuffed into the hands of monsoon rains by their teammates, and the last half of the content was blackfaced. Interrupted by the man’s intrusion, he hadn’t had time to finish it. That part happened to be a brief introduction to the operation of the Golden Crow Base—even though the answer was already in his memory at this time of the monsoon, he still read it very quickly.

He could not be sure whether the answer in his head was accurate.

It is also impossible to determine what the situation is now. If Song Qinglan sees it, he is really out of state.

“Squad 3 is coming soon.” Song Qinglan urged, “We can’t meet them now, we have to find a way to leave them more clues, consultant Ji, have you noticed?”

Team No. 3 drove the space car here when they came out of the park management office, and killed Team No. 1 who had just appeared in the loop on the way.

It is very close to the present in terms of time.

During the monsoon: “Is there any water?”

Zhou Mingxuan unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it over: “Here.”

As soon as he raised his head during the monsoon rains, he found that his teammates were watching the wind and watching the zombies, while nervously surrounding him. In front of everyone, he took out the pill box in his pocket, swallowed two of them in water, and put the pill box on the shelf.

Song Qinglan only frowned at his behavior of taking medicine at every turn, but instead her eyes fell on the medicine box on the bookshelf thoughtfully.

Drop eyelashes during the rainy season.

His hands tremble a little.

In my memory, the person who was in charge of him and claimed to be his family… is it all his fantasies?

“It’s almost there,” he said chaotically. “Let’s go first, I can see it again on the road.”

The group quickly set off again and went straight to Jinwu No.1.

During the monsoon rain on the road, it was determined that the energy sources of Jinwu No. 1 and No. 2 had to be shut down at the same time to completely destroy the colony in this parallel world that shouldn’t exist. It was exactly the same as the answer in his mind.

“We are understaffed, so we will first divide into two ways and learn as much information as possible to leave to the A and B teams with the most manpower.”

In the security check room of Jinwu No.1, Song Qinglan stood in the middle of the crowd and scanned everyone around, and continued: “What we said here in the last cycle, maybe some people have no memory, then I will say it again. To break this situation , It is necessary to choose the most suitable point on the circle to extend and cover indefinitely as we have analyzed in the last cycle. That point is the upcoming A and B teams! Only keep them in rush to let them die before they die Seeing the traces left by us, let them avoid death, can really break the game. So every time we rebirth in the cycle, there is only one purpose-to pave the way for us in Teams A and B! Do you understand?”

Everyone: “Understood!”

Song Qinglan smiled angrily: “Very good.”

He nodded his head and equipment, and said: “I, Lao Duan, and Li Chun stay on Jinwu No.1, Ji consultant, Tang Qitangle, and Zhou Mingxuan, you four will go to Jinwu No.2.”

Everyone: “Yes!”

After Song Qinglan drew out her saber, she carved a line on the ground:

Turn off the two base energy sources.

Team No. 5.

It suddenly became clear during the rainy season-it turned out that they were the first team No. 5 to disappear in the loop!

No wonder Song Qinglan would stare at the pill box thoughtfully in the bookstore. This is obviously because they have analyzed why it can exist at the same time as the pill box of Team 3. Doing so is just unintentionally completing this thing. , Regardless of cause and effect, but also cause and effect each other!

After the completion of the Ouroboros mission, the memories of everyone in Teams A and B merged with the memory of the other themselves. They had no memory of what happened to them who disappeared because of the paradox.

The scalp becomes numb during the rainy season.

He didn’t expect that there was still time to witness this moment.

But now…

Why did he return to such a cycle?

Or is he never going out in the loop?

The other end.

Song Qinglan also returned to the mission of Ouroboros.

Another reminder of the transition, and another nightmarish PU-31, the first thing Song Qinglan must do after landing is to open the cabin door to find someone.

“Team Song!”

“Is Chuner going to throw up—”

“vomit!!”

The teammates ridiculed and complained, but Song Qinglan only kicked the door back when passing by Li Chun’s capsule: “If you want to vomit, you can vomit at your own home, so you just **** know you are lazy and have a long vacation. I sat on the pendulum twice.”

Then he strode towards the capsule cabin during the monsoon rains.

The hatch opened.

The person inside has a handsome face and a thin body, and even the boasting movements from the hatch are beautiful.

Song Qinglan stared closely at the other party’s face, and a living person appeared in front of him again, making him almost unable to control himself. At this time, even the breath of breath into his chest involved his whole body meridians, causing pain. But when the other party raised his head and looked over, his heart became cold.

Those beautiful eyes were polite and alienated, and he was a little surprised by his appearance at the door of his capsule: “Team Song.”

There is no excitement, no feelings after other things, and no trace of shock of resurrection after death.

Like a video playback, Song Qinglan even had a sense of unreality. He suspected that the so-called Celestial Sky Mother System simply and rudely turned back the time, and there was no arrangement of the time anchor that belonged to him and the monsoon season. Because all this is familiar, it’s just one of those countless cycles.

Seeing that he didn’t move, he said again during the rainy season: “Thank you for pulling me out of the car.”

During the rainy season, Song Qinglan pulled him out of the car after they hit the barbed wire fence outside the bookstore.

Song Qinglan couldn’t get up at once.

How many times is this their cycle? the third time? How many times is it? Why didn’t such a conversation happen in my memory?

God knows that he doesn’t want to care about this completed task at all. No matter which one it is during the rainy season, he wants to give a hug and rub people into his bones to stop. But the pain in his heart was tearing. He knew he couldn’t do this. Even if the details and dialogues in front of him changed, he couldn’t change the general trend of this “history”. He had to let the task develop according to the direction in his memory.

He noticed that his palm was suddenly clenched.

Asked during the rainy season: “What’s wrong?”

What’s wrong?

It’s **** visible, untouchable, untouchable.

…

Song Qinglan suppressed his irritability: “It’s okay.”

He turned around, barely restrained himself from destroying the current situation, and arranged tasks for his teammates according to the nodes in his memory.

His only patience can only support himself to analyze. Sky Qiong named this time anchor [Overload], which means that it is beyond the original mission plan. There are two people in the original cycle. Part of the possibility is that he did not rebirth in the same cycle as Monsoon. He has to wait and see the situation.

After waiting for such a difficult time, are you afraid of not getting the answer?

The people behind you don’t cooperate.

Step forward during the monsoon rain, close to him, if there is a seemingly cold breath on his body, it will be transmitted to his senses like this: “Song team.”

In the rainy season, the words are clear and the voice is very nice, so that when you call him, he always feels special.

Song Qinglan hardened her throat: “What?”

During the rainy season, he said: “Go straight to the bookstore. I have a clue that I haven’t had time to read.”

Song Qinglan agreed.

They quickly walked out of the woods. On the way, as they remembered, they told the teammates who had not yet figured out what a time anchor was during the monsoon rains, and initially analyzed the meaning of the rule [death elimination], even if it is the same as in the final cycle. The results of the analysis are not the same, but it is already very severe during the monsoon.

They drove the space car.

At the intersection, I encountered a car that avoided them.

Song Qinglan finally figured out that they are team No. 4, which means that he and the monsoon next to him are team B in the back cycle.

The more he thought about it, the colder his face became-after a long time, he had to go to the last step in this cycle, and he could not start the next cycle until he went to Jinwu No.2.

As remembered, after leaving with his teammates in the Runjin Building, he and Ji Yushi were surrounded by zombies on their way to the bookstore and forced to hide in a power distribution room.

The small and cramped power distribution room was completely dark.

The two of them almost had to face each other to stand up, and stepped on his foot during the monsoon rains.

It is tolerable, which is unbearable.

“Counselor Ji.” Song Qinglan turned her head back, almost sniffing her hair during the rainy season, “You stepped on me.”

Perceived a stiff body during the monsoon rains.

He was pranking to satisfy his own evil tastes and wanted to take advantage of the monsoon rains, but because the two suddenly returned to a sense of youthfulness, his heart beat wildly.

Before the opponent moved his foot, he said, “Don’t.”

Stopped during the rainy season.

“I’ll let you step on it now, so you can remember the good points next time, don’t always hold grudges.”

He said this or tried to see his face in the monsoon from the dark. The current situation reminded him of the last time he was home in the monsoon. When he came out of the bathroom, the towel was pulled down during the monsoon, and he sent it in this posture. kiss.

Remember to be good.

Don’t always remember who he gave away, who was playing 4P, and who in the kindergarten likes beautiful little girls in diss.

It’s a pity that the current monsoon is not his one, and he doesn’t understand the deep meaning of his words.

Song Qinglan just said that, and there was a pain in the back of her feet through the short boots. During the monsoon rains, she replied “Oh” without effort.

Yes, it’s too early.

This guy is still remembering the fact that Song Qinglan pressed him on the bookshelf and made his wrists turn blue in the last cycle.

Song Qinglan gritted her teeth: “That’s what you say, you step on it really hard.”

During the monsoon rain, he moved his feet away, sincerely perfunct him: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

Song Qinglan: “I forgive you.”

No one knows that he is willing to be trampled a hundred times.

It didn’t take long for them to reunite with teammates from Team 3, and after competing with another self, they re-formed Team B with teammates from Team 3 and headed towards Jinwu 1.

Song Qinglan used binoculars to observe the monsoon season of Team A in a place they didn’t know.

The moment the other party appeared in the telescope’s field of vision, his heart also hurt.

Wearing a white T-shirt, the man sitting on the balcony had just been injured. A bullet hit a hole in his abdomen, slowly overlapping with the man who was shot in the chest by manslaughter.

“What’s the matter?” someone said.

“Huh?” He put down the telescope and looked back.

During the rainy season next to him, he said, “Team Song, your face suddenly looks ugly, what’s the matter?”

“No.” Song Qinglan smiled, looking at the other’s white and clean face, “I mean, we will all go back alive.”

…

Later, they got in touch with the A team’s themselves.

The teammates went hand in hand. Under the analysis and calculation of the monsoon rain, Song Qinglan cooperated with him to shut down the energy source of Jinwu No.1.

Regarding Team Song’s sudden incomparable cooperation with the season consultant, it was almost the change that the season consultant pointed out where he played. The teammates expressed shock and did not understand what was happening between them.

When the two teams were talking, they reminded him during the rainy season: “Team Song, the sixth from the left in the fourth row.”

Song Qinglan replied subconsciously: “Okay, let’s go.”

As soon as the words were spoken, he remembered why team A felt against this mode of getting along.

Even when he heard the monsoon rain that he answered at this time, he was stunned and glanced at him.

It’s just that, during the monsoon rains, he has a restrained personality. He didn’t say anything about Song Qinglan’s change, but silently continued to calculate: “The seventh row is the second from the left.”

Everything seems to be destined.

Which circle is this round?

Song Qinglan no longer clings to this problem.

After completing the mission of Golden Crow No. 1, he took the team to Golden Crow No. 2 to help Team A.

Finally they returned to the capsule and completed all the small cycles.

Before the black wall came, Song Qinglan made a wish, hoping that he could be reborn in the same cycle as Monsoon.

Then, when Song Qinglan appeared at the new anchor point and faced the monsoon rain that still didn’t remember everything that happened to them, he only wanted to insult the Heavenly Vault Mother System by one million words.

once.

Again.

In each cycle, what he encountered was not the monsoon season he wanted.

Song Qinglan couldn’t control herself anymore.