Abyss Express

"Until your body fully heals—"

Jiang Xueming climbed off the frame and yelled loudly.

"——I'll give you time to think about it, and think about it carefully. What happened to the carnivorous Canaan that appeared in this sea area? If these things are also counted as your clansmen, then more than 70 people on the Ishikawa died. It can be used as an excuse for war, you are going to start a war with Ao Han Mingde."

Beyond the fossil forest land, only more than 700 meters away is the foundation of the new station. Farther away, layers of low slope hills make the terrain rise all the way, and the zigzag rails spread towards higher places. This is Our Lady of Canaan The tunnel was excavated with a lot of money more than a hundred years ago.

"You must think clearly." Xue Ming found a nearby rock and sat down. The floor of the drainage channel was covered with damp dew, and he was not too dirty, staring closely at the gradually healing body of the Canaan Virgin.

The blue blood on the road was like worms, rolling up some dirt and gravel, rolling through the gaps in the cement, and slowly flowing towards the body.

"In a few years, you will be able to get a half-job. Let me tell you something."

Xue Ming took out his cigarette case, put a Marlboro in his mouth, and seemed to be talking about stock prices and funds with his neighbor's eldest sister, with a very easy-going attitude.

"This platform is in Edinburgh. If it can be completed smoothly, it will be much more convenient for passengers to go to Skydome Station. How far is London from Edinburgh?"

He gestured and drew a "circle" that didn't exist, trying to draw a clear picture of the structure of the earth.

"Do you know what this means? In the past, we had to bypass the molten layer of the intelligent giant Mimir, we had to bypass the big gold mine, and we had to transfer around the intricate railway network. The road from the Nine Realms to the sky is very long. Better fly to London."

"This site is important, Our Lady of Canaan, this site is very, very important."

While puffing out smoke, Xueming discussed with Canaan.

"According to my personal experience, what I saw in the Hedland Hotel - I don't know if the researchers have conducted a detailed investigation on the painting "Starry Moon Night", but I think they must have investigated it, As for how to deal with the painting in the future, I didn't ask much."

"But this matter is in front of us, as early as the time when Van Gogh went to treat mental illness, you actually already knew—"

"—You know, you know this, and you already knew it in your heart."

Xue Ming's tone became serious, and he flicked the cigarette ash harder.

"Some of your people have turned into monsters."

Mrs. Canaan finally regained her human form. After undergoing the dump truck Jujutsu, she turned into three pieces of meat of different sizes. As soon as she regained a little vitality, she immediately got up. She couldn't help waving the tentacles in her clothes, thinking Try to see if your limbs are functional.

She couldn't speak, and Jiang Xueming didn't know what the woman was thinking, so she continued talking.

"Then the linguists and translators at the scientific research station, what have they talked with you in the past few years? I'm curious, I'm really curious." Xue Ming became angry, he just felt a little ridiculous, "Then The important thing is that in your territory, there is a species with a very high lethality rate to humans, they are your people, and they live in this ocean, don’t you know anything about it?”

"Did you forget to tell the people at the scientific research station about this? Or didn't you want to talk about it at all? Did you deliberately conceal it?"

"It's not a day or two. Our Lady of Canaan, the moment "The Starry Moon Night" was finished, until today, more than a hundred years have passed."

"Your group of carnivorous clansmen are not recorded in any myths, historical legends or great discoveries of modern creatures. They are well hidden. Maybe there are some solitary weirdos in the mortal world above our heads. They are afraid of sunlight and electricity, and live in In the wilderness, they only go out once every few years, they may have been controlled by your carnivorous clansman, and they have turned into walking dead."

"You can't speak now, so I will tell you about the situation at this station unilaterally, and I want you to think about it."

"If you can speak later, don't pretend to be pitiful and talk about innocence with me. It doesn't matter what you say about this matter."

"There are more than 70 crew members on the Ishikawa, and now there are only two sane survivors left."

"As a search and rescue team, Fujima took in another group of rescue elites. At least one unlucky ghost lost an arm underwater-this is just what I saw with my own eyes."

"If the people on the Ishikawa can't get out of the control of the Canaanite creatures, they are dead and can't live anymore."

Jiang Xueming put out the cigarette butt, and stomped on it: "So many lives, we have to deal with it according to the method of the Mad Butterfly Sacred Church, which is to skip the trial process and kill them on the spot."

The Virgin of Canaan didn't say anything. Her skirt was broken, revealing dozens of flexible tentacles. She slowly crawled back into the mansion, changed into decent clothes, and brought out a magnetic powder writing board from her workshop. Talk to Jiang Xueming about this.

"About these disobedient clans." Mrs. Canaan rolled up a magnet, hugged the chair with her thick tentacles, sat down in front of Xue Ming, and kept writing new Chinese characters. "I don't know their living conditions."

Jiang Xueming taunted angrily: "Okay! Very good, you live here - you look at the sea every day, more than a thousand meters away from the beach, these monsters are eating people, but you don't know! They shouted your mother!"

"Don't worry, I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry." Our Lady of Canaan pulled the shaft and quickly wrote new words, "Hero of the Unknown, before the killing desire in your heart gets carried away, I want to talk to you Talk about these clans."

The writing board is full of pictures and texts, and two different [individuals] are drawn, the golden egg and the Virgin of Canaan.

"As early as nine years ago, when the station carried out large-scale exploration and development of Fangfeng Village, I told many humans about this matter-there are some deadly and dangerous creatures in this ocean, and they are indeed my people. , also calling me mother."

"But I don't know much about their life forms. When we leave the sailing ship, we have to try our best to deal with the earth's geomagnetism and strong sunlight. As long as we change from [collective] to [individual], unless we have close spiritual communication again Essence exchange, otherwise I would not be able to perceive their existence, let alone know their thoughts."

"In your eyes, Fangfeng Settlement is a treasure land of geomantic omen. We are alien species and invaders. If we don't show aggressiveness, then we have to make way for humans. If we show aggressiveness, we have to die—— I know that very well, so I understand where your anger is coming from."

Our Lady of Canaan drew a lifelike fried fur snow, and also drew a speeding dump truck dragging afterimages, as well as a flying octopus monster, referring to herself.

"Including the fact that you drove me 18 meters into the air and fell to the ground and broke into three pieces, maybe in the human world, there is another epic story-the righteous warrior drives the steel giant, crushes Crushed the wicked sea monster."

"But have you ever thought that for these extremely aggressive clans, the world of Homo sapiens is already terrifying enough, which forces them to evolve in the direction of 'demons'."

When writing these words, the Mother of Canaan's body was visibly trembling, and she could feel the cold murderous aura on Jiang Xueming's body.

"I no longer speak for these clans, but only for my own sophistry—assuming that one hundred, one thousand, one million earthlings come to a completely strange alien planet, the environment here is not suitable for earthlings. They are not suitable for survival, they have to go to the countryside to change themselves, and they have to have the habits of native creatures.”

"These people on Earth will become fragile and irritable. Survival pressure and fear make them full of aggression, and a group of people have become demons. When you learn about this, you want to ask me, the forerunner, for the crime. Is it wrong? Fair."

Jiang Xueming immediately said without hesitation: "Don't rush to complain, I know what you mean. Now the situation between us has become very delicate and dangerous——Holy Mother of Canaan, let's go back to the previous topic. Since you said it, you put these things I have told the people at the scientific research station exactly, why do they continue to go to the deep water area for exploration operations?"

"Because human beings are such arrogant creatures." Our Lady of Canaan wrote slowly one stroke at a time: "In the mundane world, there are many common examples of people who clearly know that their lives are in danger, but still want to climb rocks and mountains, and fly planes. Experiment, to build a liquid bomb."

"No matter how many times your scientific scholars ask, how many times I repeat an answer."

"I say that, then, I said that the ocean is very dangerous, you should be able to feel the strong spiritual pressure? It's like a mountain that can breathe, a dragon that can eat people—no matter how intimidating it is, it won't It can’t stop the nuclear submarine of the exploration team.”

"You believe in diving equipment, in industrial products, and in man's power."

"How many people are participating in the Fangfeng Settlement exploration plan? How many people are looking forward to it? It is almost the food and clothing of millions of human beings, whether it is underground or on the ground, new living areas, new Transportation stops, new jobs, wealth and accolades, top-notch firsts in research and engineering—these things mean too much to you."

"As for me, an outsider, the light [life-threatening] words are ridiculous. You have always believed that you can break through the difficulties to complete the task, and you have risked death to write a suicide note and carry out exploration work without hesitation. Members, these people regard honor as more important than life."

"I'm guilty of this fault." The Holy Mother of Canaan was stunned for a moment. She was organizing the language. She had learned Chinese from many humans, but she was still a little rusty. "Because I don't have the ability to defeat your arrogance—I can't do it." .”

"You told me that you don't care about your mind, so if you can fish up the Ishikawa, maybe I can turn these Homo sapiens who have been transformed into Canaanite parasites back into their original form-they will become very weak and seriously ill For several years, the kind that can't be cured by panacea is weak and insane, and neuralgia will accompany you for a lifetime."

Jiang Xueming heard the implication: "Have you had this kind of operation before?"

There is an extra picture on the writing board——

——It is a bright sunflower.

Lady Canaan wrote so.

"Otherwise, how did "Starry Night" come about? Before Vincent van Gogh suffered from mental illness, he was just a depressed painter. He had to use his life to paint the canvas with bright and distorted colors in order to get the society of Homo sapiens. Appreciation—this itself is like a sacrificial ceremony, as his friend, I really can't understand this art, why do people start to regret it after the good things die?"

"Together with my husband, I separated the Canaan life in his body, but he didn't think it was enough. He wanted to turn these essences into paintings. Everyone knew what happened afterwards—he passed away."

"Tsk..." Jiang Xueming didn't know what to say, this was indeed in line with the crazy atmosphere before the completion of the new station.

Nine years ago, it was an era of scrambling for stocks, an era of mad butterflies, a world where people cannibalize people, it was hard to find jobs at the station, and it was even harder to find talents. Going out from the Glorious Path, various schools are scrambling for important people, but the industries that can really make money are mostly related to the human flesh business of Crazy Butterfly.

A new station leading to the mundane world - just a set of PPT, a concept, and a passionate road show, they can make people full of hope and courage, and they will sacrifice their lives to come to the unknown land to ram Civil construction city.

The greatness of man lies in his bravery, and the stupidity of man also lies in his bravery.

"This is a complicated puzzle." The Holy Mother of Canaan saw that Xueming stopped talking, and the rustling sound of writing continued: "It's not something you have to think about, Anonymous—you are arrogant and virtuous." Weapon, if you can't solve this riddle, throw it to your leader."

"You'd better tell the truth." Jiang Xueming bent his head up, leaned on his knees, and pointed to Canaan's face with one finger—pointing to the thick skin without facial features, "I will notify the engineering station and the boss and tell them the truth .and one more thing"

"Is it [the afterlife]?" The Holy Mother of Canaan drew a strange octopus altar in advance before Jiang Xueming finished speaking: "If you want to talk about this [afterlife] church, I want to distance myself from them, la Keep your distance—as you say."

The tentacles swung, pointing to the new station facility.

"This place will become more and more prosperous. I will not kill myself and follow in the footsteps of the Mad Butterfly Sacred Sect."

"People need idols, religions, and gods—but it doesn't make sense to me to push the flesh into a shrine. In Homo sapiens' worldview, gods are generally dead, and I don't want to die."

"It's not about this matter, although your thinking is similar to what I deduce." Jiang Xueming shook his head, then nodded again: "But you express yourself differently."

Our Lady of Canaan: "Do you have anything else you want me to do?"

Jiang Xueming took out two suitcases——

"——Boss wants to discuss business with you and talk about human relations. I will send you a fate."

He tore off the yellow talisman sheepskin at the corners of the box, revealing the silver box buckles. It will become a fried hair starfish again. I can't even hold my tablet.

Jiang Xueming continued to explain.

"There are two bones of the BOSS inside. The people in the secret library can't make them harmless in a short time, and they can't use this powerful spiritual energy catalyst. If you use it rashly—"

Speaking of this, Xue Ming stuck out his tongue and made a grimace.

"——I may become a ghost, and then my wife and children will have to eat."

"As for what kind of ghost it is, it's hard to say. The worst case is to become a repeater."

"According to my temper, I will either look for the remnants of the Mad Butterfly Sacred Sect to improve KDA and become a monster-killing machine."

"Or just squat on the edge of a small fish pond and fish all the time until the pond dries up, and you won't be able to move your legs for hundreds of years."

"Maybe I will see me drooling in the vise every day in the workshop, dismantling and disassembling the dump truck repeatedly."

"Who knows? The worse situation is that Ao Ren Ming De Le blossoms, I can still retain some consciousness, but I also say goodbye to the life of Homo sapiens, and I will always be with the BOSS."

"Boss said, you can handle these two bones—so I thought, if Aohen Mingde asked you to do something, he must have prepared a reward."

Jiang Xueming glanced at the new station, and the meaning was self-evident.

Two minutes later, the Virgin of Canaan finally returned to her human form under the stimulation of Ao Han Ming De's spiritual pressure. The tentacles swept away the two suitcases, and the alien didn't write anything else, but just continued the job silently.

As she walked towards the mansion and took the box back to her observatory, she left a line of writing on the beach.

"Come back in a hundred days."

Xue Ming didn't leave immediately, because the Mother of Canaan put away her things and came back.

She waved to Jiang Xueming, as if she had something very important to say in a hurry. It's as frightening as if you forgot your keys when you went out.

Xue Ming didn't understand: "Is there anything else?"

The Virgin of Canaan wrote next to the platform of the aqueduct: "When you first came, you still wanted to ask me to do something, didn't you?"

Xueming: "Ah."

Our Lady of Canaan: "That's easy to say, let's talk about the past first, come here, come here, come here, stand here."

Xueming stood on the road.

Our Lady of Canaan was about to climb onto the dump truck—

——Xue Ming immediately yelled to stop.

"No, no, no, no, no, I'm sorry, the young man is impulsive. It's not that I won't let you stay here for a while, I feel sorry for my car."