Doomsday Wonderland

Woyu didn't dare to scream anymore.

It was quiet all around, except for the hum of the exodus's engine as it sailed. It sounded distant and weak, and was almost unnoticeable if you weren't paying attention. He held the steering wheel tightly, glanced at the control panel quickly, and then pressed "System Control" several times - but the suspension cabin was still as silent as before, with no sign of being taken over by Salas.

The Saras system was offline, and this thought hit his mind like a pebble.

He didn't dare to think about why this system suddenly failed. He flew forward for a short distance with his whole body tensed up, and looked up in the direction of the main bridge in the distance. The warm white lamps reflected regular beams of light on the metal walls; at the end of the passage, a heavy and thick hatch sat vaguely, blocking out all sounds inside, making it impossible for Woyu to hear what was inside. movement.

But when it is opened by someone, it will not be so quiet; the sound of metal friction when the hatch door creaks open will become his best warning sound.

He thought for a moment, turned the suspension cabin around, and flew towards the take-off and landing port.

Although Salesis was offline, he could still try to open the take-off and landing port; he had just discovered that there was a manual operating platform next to the iron gate. Although he didn't recognize most of the buttons and valves on the countertop, there was a black lever leaning on the "closed" end that caught his eye.

Woyu flew closer and pushed it up.

The iron gate stood motionless, as if it was welded to death, without any response. He glanced back at the main bridge passage shrouded in silence, then lowered his head and took a closer look at the operating table - "Why is there not even an explanation?" He murmured and cursed, approaching the polished piece. metal plate, squinting his eyes to study every button.

His shadow cast a long shadow on the metal plate, and he glanced at it. When the strange feeling suddenly grabbed hold of his heart, Woyu didn't have time to think too much. He immediately turned his direction and the suspension cabin suddenly swam out like a slippery fish - a clanging sound of metal colliding, accompanied by sparks. They immediately jumped up from the console; the levers, buttons, and all the settings on the countertop that he couldn't understand what they were used for were all split apart by a silver light.

An ax with an unusually long handle and engraved with countless complicated patterns was deeply embedded in the operating table; its long black shaft stretched all the way back and reached into a pair of hands. That rectangular face that looked very decent, covered with weather and fine lines, suddenly twisted up the corners of his mouth when he met Woyu's eyes, and let out a short laugh from his breath.

"You hid pretty quickly," he said softly, "even though you were beaten and disabled."

Woyu heard himself swallow loudly. In the distance, the sound of the engine and air conditioner operating was still soft and faint, filling the air with silence. From beginning to end, he did not hear the sound of the hatch behind him opening - how did this man get out? ?

The man seemed to notice his doubts, shook the ax, and pulled it out of the console. As the ax swung in the air, it disappeared from his waist in a flash, leaving his two empty hands.

"From now on, my main bridge will be a place without doors." He took a deep breath and seemed to be trying to speak in a calm tone, but unfortunately he was not very successful: "...This is all thanks to you. Grant."

Woyu stared at him, and from the corner of his eye, sparks of electricity were flashing in the cracks in the console. It seems impossible to use it to open the door of the take-off and landing port.

"You...how did you get out?" he asked a little stutteringly.

"Don't worry, you will know soon." The man smiled at him - revealing a row of neat, yellowish teeth in his green beard. If it weren't for the current situation, I'm afraid Woyu would still think this was a relaxing smile.

"What did you do... what did you do to the system?" Woyu searched for questions to ask in his mind, hoping to delay it for as long as possible so that he could think about what to do: "Why does Sarais have no voice? Do you have an emergency recovery code?”

"Ah," the man moved his neck from side to side and said softly, "So you know."

He flicked his right hand suddenly, and when he raised his hand again, it was already covered with a layer of gloves. Woyu looked at the glove several times nervously, but still couldn't tell what it was made of: the glove was like a piece of shaped water, and everything around him seemed to be reflected on it, becoming the glove itself. The texture - it was metal at one time and light at another time. When the man raised his hand and pointed it at Woyu, it gradually turned flesh-colored, just like the skin of his own palm.

"When the world I lived in came to an end, I accepted the reality one step earlier than others." He whispered, walking closer to Woyu. This man happened to block the way forward of Woyu, blocking him in this passage; if he wanted to escape, he could only escape towards the main bridge behind him.

"At that time, there was chaos everywhere in the Star Map Group. My employee pass was still valid, allowing me to sneak into the colonel's without any hindrance - oh, you don't need to know such details." He He laughed lowly and said, "Anyway, I got everything I should get. When I came to the space dock, I saw dozens of such starships parked there, each one bigger and more graceful than the other. , sturdy, safe...it’s really interesting, I didn’t expect that I, a ground worker, was the first person to realize their value.”

Very good, let him say a few more words... Woyu clutched the control wheel tightly and thought to himself. The man clearly didn't care what happened if he escaped to the main bridge, so it was better for him not to escape there.

He asked thoughtfully: "How do you survive on exodus?"

This will be a long story, but unfortunately, Woyu's plan failed - as if the man had seen through him, he wiped his chin with his left hand and scratched his palm with his stubble. "Want to hear it? That's a wonderful story. I promise you, I will tell it to your corpse... Oh, by the way, you won't have a corpse left behind."

Woyu's heart tightened, and before he could react, he saw the man suddenly kicking his feet and rushing forward - the opponent's speed was too fast, and after he stirred up his energy, he used all his strength to pull the suspension cabin back. At that moment, the man's hand wrapped in a glove had already touched the head of the suspension cabin.

If he had moved half a second late, the hand would have touched his shoulder.

Before Woyu could take a breath, the suspension cabin under him tilted suddenly, as if he was suddenly pushed out of balance by the weight of one side; accompanied by a "clang" sound beside his ears, he retreated sharply. When I looked up, my breath suddenly caught in my throat.

The place where the man touched turned out to be completely empty. The suspension cabin now looked like a prey that had been bitten deeply by a wild beast. There was a gap on one side, and the entire suspension cabin was falling uncontrollably to the left. Woyu had to grit his teeth to resist the toppling trend in order to barely maintain his balance. In front of it, a shapeless chunk of metal about the same size as the gap lay lifelessly on the ground like trash along with a few rubber straps and some other miscellaneous items he didn't recognize.

"This...this..." Woyu stabilized the suspension cabin and was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

"This is the raw material for your suspension cabin," the man kicked the metal block on the ground and smiled: "What, never seen it before?"

He slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing in the shadows: "When I touch you, you will also become a pile of raw materials. Do you know what it is? Seventy percent of the human body is water. Woolen cloth."

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When he was distracted, the suspension cabin tilted again, almost causing him to slide out of the driver's seat; he hurriedly turned the control wheel, looked across the gap in the cabin, and fell on the man. At this moment, something suddenly moved in his heart, and he glanced at the gap again.

Raw materials...?

Maybe there is a way...

He controlled himself not to look at the gate of the landing port, and tried not to think about the consequences if he failed. The feeling of fear wrapped around his heart like a cold snake, and his hissing breath seemed to turn into venom at any time; at the same time that the man's silhouette faded and he pounced on him again, he roared loudly, The suspension cabin quickly rose into the air. He could feel something being touched, and when he almost hit the ceiling above his head, a puff of white smoke curled up from under the cabin.

Without enough time to think about what kind of raw material it was, Woyu didn't wait for the man to jump up, and turned the control wheel to rush to the right front; the weight of the gnawed suspension cabin was unstable, and it was as bumpy as sailing on fast waves. , but he finally rushed out of the passage leading to the main bridge and returned to the entrance of the take-off and landing port.

The man's footsteps came from behind like muffled thunder. With a glance from the corner of his eye, Woyu hurriedly pulled himself up again. There was a clicking sound in the fuselage of the suspension cabin, as if it was about to knot, which immediately made his heart skip a beat. The man stopped, and just as he raised his head, Woyu quickly controlled the suspension cabin behind him. Once he slipped, he lowered his height again before he could jump up.

"You are like a mouse..." The man turned his head and only had time to say half a sentence when the suspension cabin suddenly accelerated towards him. Woyu stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and in an instant, the man and the cabin were on top of him. Although the man reacted quickly, he couldn't move faster than the suspension cabin that opened at full speed, and he was suddenly slammed into the door of the take-off and landing port. .