Alien Relic Hunter

"Can you understand what I'm saying?" Thirty-three asked excitedly. He had given up hope just now, but when the familiar Chinese syllables came out of the other party's mouth, no matter how the tone sounded, It was weird and jerky, but it still made Thirty-three feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"If you... came in from outside... why..." But the other party did not answer Thirty-three's question. Instead, he asked Thirty-three a second question.

Although the other party did not show any hostile behavior, and the tone and intonation did not change at all... But for some reason, Thirty-three always felt that this "thing" that was having a conversation with him... it seemed nervous.

Why?

A huge question mark popped up in Thirty-Three's heart... To be nervous, I should feel nervous myself. Why does it feel nervous?

Could it be that it was aware of those black flying blades hidden in the shadows, pointing at its vital parts?

Thirty-three's little finger hooked slightly, and he quietly withdrew most of the flying blades, leaving only the last two staying about ten meters behind the opponent.

"Why...you...came into the...forest...you shouldn't..." The humanoid figure covered in thick fog continued, its speaking speed slightly faster than before.

"I..." Thirty-three originally wanted to answer that he went into the forest to look for the crashed battleship, but if he said that, he might be mistaken for someone sent by the undead crew, and he could not be sure whether the other party was harboring suspicions about the Ark's senior management. When there is hatred, once you choose the wrong camp, you are likely to start a fight over a disagreement. Such a development is definitely not what Thirty-three wants to see.

But if you say that you are being hunted by indigenous creatures and are forced to flee into the gray mist forest... Let’s not talk about whether this cheap lie will be seen through by the other party. The most important point is that you are assuming that you are forced to do so. Under the premise of entering the forest, their first goal must be to escape from this place, which is completely contrary to their original purpose of going to the core of the forest.

Instead of falling out after the lie is exposed, it's better to speak clearly now.

"I want to go to the center of the Gray Mist Forest." Thirty-three said seriously, "We want to find out the secrets hidden in this forest... But now I am separated from my companions, and I myself I don’t know how it was teleported to the inside of this battleship. If you have been on this battleship before, you should know that this battleship has been bombing a certain area in the forest before it crashed twice. ...Yes, its bombing target is our group of people."

After explaining everything clearly in one breath, Thirty-three breathed out a sigh of relief, and then stared at the other party - next, we have to see what this "person" who is suspected of being a former crew member of the "Genoa" will do What a reaction.

"No... never... don't... try to... explore... anything... any secrets..." After hearing Thirty-three mention the secrets of the forest, the other party suddenly became excited, two words Even though it was wrapped in a layer of thick fog, the arms that still looked as thin as wood waved vigorously, "Forget everything... forget everything in this forest... and then escape from here... never... never come back again! Don't either. Let no one... don't let anyone in!"

"Why? What secrets are hidden in the forest?" Thirty-three frowned, "Is there anything that can't be said? Why don't you tell me what you know first, if this secret is really not suitable for public disclosure In this world, I will naturally let it rot in my stomach."

"No...when you find out...everything will be irreversible..." The other party shook his head repeatedly, causing the steel pipe inserted in his chest to shake.

"Why can't it be undone after I know everything?" Thirty-three's inner doubts became more serious, "No matter how shocking the secret is, even if it can subvert the entire human civilization... I can't take any measures now that I know it. , I’m just a curious ordinary person, I don’t have that much energy.”

"No, no, no... you misunderstood... you misunderstood what I meant..." The figure wrapped in gray mist squatted down, and the steel pipe on its chest hung down directly and touched the ground, making a crisp sound of gold and iron. ring.

It seemed to be recalling something painful, with its head lowered and its arms tightly wrapped around its head.

"What misunderstanding? You didn't tell me what the secret was, so you asked me to forget everything... I don't even know it yet, how can I forget it?" Thirty-three asked inexplicably.

"Cognition...cognition is pollution..." the other party murmured, as if talking to himself, as if he was saying to Thirty-three, "The root of everything comes from that place...there is pollution. The source... no matter how... the contamination will spread... we must... leave this place immediately..."

"The source of the pollution? Are you referring to the core area of ​​the Gray Mist Forest?" Thirty-three grabbed the key information in the words and asked.

"No...it's not..."

"Where is the source?"

"Don't ask...don't know...forget everything..." The other party buried his head lower.

"I seem to understand what you mean...'Cognition is pollution', you mean that as long as you know that information, you will be polluted, right? What does pollution mean?" Thirty-three's eyebrows suddenly raised. , subconsciously holding his breath, "Could it be that...'contaminated' means becoming what you are now? You asked me to forget everything to protect me?"

The other party didn't reply, probably acquiescing to Thirty-Three's statement.

"However, the purpose of our trip is to explore the secrets of the core area of ​​the Gray Mist Forest... And, as far as we know, there is probably a 'logger' who has entered the core area before us. Oh, by the way, then The lumberjack's name is Mo Zhuorui. He was once a member of the 'Special Operations Fleet'... but a fleet can have thousands of people at least. You and he are not on the same battleship, so there is a high probability that you will not listen. Said he..."

"Mo Zhuo... Rui... no, I know him..." The human figure covered in thick fog suddenly said something that made Sansan San somewhat unexpected, "He is... a... member of this battleship..." …He was the Genoa’s…Information Control Officer…I remember him…”

"How is this possible?!" Thirty-three couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Mo Zhuorui is obviously the CIC information control officer of another battleship... I remember that it was a 'Shanyan-class' high-speed support ship called ' Favalli', hull number B92013. Instead of this 'Flying Fish'... No matter the ship model, hull number or name, it doesn't match the number. The only thing that matches is his position. Could you be misremembered?"

"No... Mo Zhuorui... he is... our ship's... CI... C... information control officer..." the human figure covered in thick fog said, "I won't remember wrong... because he... He is my superior..."

Obviously, the human figure in front of him was once a member of the "Genoa" Combat Intelligence Center. Its tone was very determined, and it didn't seem like it was a misremembering.

"Could it be that the files on Ark's side have been modified? But with Ke Lan's authority, what he got should be the most original files. There can be no mistakes... The identity of a small person like Mo Zhuorui is also impossible. Are you tired of it... Did you bother those big shots to hide it? If those big shots could notice this, it would be impossible for Mo Zhuorui to leave the Ark and enter the Gray Mist Forest many times... Those guys should have done it from beginning to end. I have never paid attention to Mo Zhuorui.

"No... there is another possibility. They have been observing Mo Zhuorui and treating him as an experiment... But this possibility is very low. According to Ke Lan's description, the undead crew's desire to control is almost Abnormal, they don't like anything beyond their control... And allowing Mo Zhuorui to freely enter and leave the Ark and the Gray Mist Forest is equivalent to setting off fairy rods in the gunpowder magazine. As long as there is even a little spark splashing, the consequences will be... …

"The possibility that the file has been modified can basically be ruled out... Could it be that the staff who made the record made an error? But this error is too coincidental. First, because of the error, Mo Zhuorui's warship was mistakenly assigned, and then He escaped because of the registration errors after the war... No matter what the situation was, the registration information needs to be verified by multiple people, so there won't be errors for every staff member, right?"

For some reason, Thirty-Three suddenly remembered the missing lumberjack "Danning" - during that time, everyone had forgotten his existence, but by the time someone remembered him, he had really "gone" Disappeared……

Could it be that the memories of the staff responsible for registration were also tampered with?

But the problem is that these people have never even been close to the Gray Mist Forest?

If the "mysterious power" in the gray mist forest could affect the people on the Ark from such a distance, there would have been big trouble...

Wait a minute...

The guy in front of me just said... "Cognition is pollution." If analyzed according to this idea, as long as you know certain things, you will become a monster and your thinking will be eroded... Is it because of this? !

Mo Zhuorui himself is already related to the secrets in the gray mist forest, so his existence can be regarded as part of the "pollution", and those responsible for registration have never met Mo Zhuorui. They have not had any form of direct contact with him, but as long as they know the existence of Mo Zhuorui, can they achieve the conditions for the spread of so-called "contamination"?

So it makes perfect sense that they would be affected by the mysterious power in the gray fog forest!

Thirty-three suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. If even those staff members would be affected, wouldn't they have already been "severely polluted"?

No wonder the guy in front of me wants to forget everything...

Thirty-three couldn't help but feel a little scared. When a person can't even trust his own memory, what else can he trust?

"Then Mo Zhuorui should have crashed into this forest with you and this battleship... Why did he appear on the Ark again? He even formed a team of 'lumberjacks' and tried to enter again and again. Deep in the forest...could it be that he came out of it originally?"

If Mo Zhuorui was "buried" in the gray fog forest with the "Genoa", then the "KIA" on his original file was correct and not a mistake.

But how did he come out of the forest alone?

The most critical point is that there must have been no apparent changes in his body, otherwise it would be impossible for him to return to the Ark and live a "normal" life, and it would also be impossible for his daughter Mo Jue and those companions who spend time together day and night. No abnormalities will be found in him.

Unless...unless he uses the mysterious power of the Gray Mist Forest to "modify" everyone's perception of himself just like he "modifies" his own files.

For example, suppose that Mo Zhuorui's true appearance has turned into a monster covered with tumors, but under the influence of that mysterious power, anyone who sees him still looks like a normal human being, even if he uses... The photos and videos taken by other equipment truly recorded the image of the monster covered in sarcoma. Others who saw the photos and videos would only subconsciously think that it was a normal human being.

Just like everyone in the exploration team "subconsciously" forgot the existence of tanning.

"Hiss... I should have asked Mo Jue if he had any photos of his father... Even if we can't see the problem, Ke Lan and Ze Luo might be able to find some clues..."

"Don't ask...forget him, forget Mo Zhuorui..." the figure wrapped in thick fog almost said in a pleading tone, "forget everything related to this forest...maybe, maybe it's still too late..."

"Okay," Thirty-three also squatted down, keeping his eyes level with the other person's head, "even if you want me to forget all this, the problem is that I am already deep in this forest. We The depth of where I am now is about thirty-five kilometers, and I can’t even leave, so how can I forget everything related to this forest?”

The other party didn't answer, obviously he was also confused by Thirty-Three's question.

"You see, this problem has come back to the far point again." Thirty-three shrugged, "Speaking of which, Mo Zhuorui... should be the only one among you who successfully left this forest, right? If you can Tell him what happened, and maybe I can walk out."

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