Dream Guide
Chapter 280 Resistance and Hope
Bi Shenghua placed the crow's feathers next to the old yellow cat, and the cat went over and rubbed its head affectionately, then stretched out its tongue to lick the crow's feathers.
Zhao Pengcheng wanted to stop it. The specimens should be kept in a dry environment and should not be in contact with live animals, and they should not be licked by cats, otherwise they would become moldy.
Life Flower saw confusion on his face and explained: "They were best friends during their lifetime."
Zhao Pengcheng asked: "How long has that bird been dead?"
"It's been ten years. When it was alive, it was very strong, could talk, liked to sing, and most liked to eat the sauced elbows I made. It often said, 'Life is precious, and love is more valuable. If it's sauced elbows, you can do both. Throw '. People say that crows have a long lifespan, and everyone thinks that it can live a hundred years. At that time, the cat was very thin, skinny, and its bark was weak. Aoki said that it would not live long. Unexpectedly, the cat lived The old cat died, but the bird left long ago.”
A lifetime of tidbits.
Zhao Pengcheng can understand the loneliness of a woman in her thirties who has been accompanying a mute vegetable for ten years, although he still believes that this boring human emotion has no positive significance in the evolution of life.
"Do you drink?" Bishenghua asked.
"Don't drink." Zhao Pengcheng said.
Bi Shenghua served him rice and scooped out a large bowl of chicken soup: "Drink some chicken soup. Chicken soup is warm and tonic and can dispel cold. It is most suitable for this season."
Zhao Pengcheng said "Hey", but his eyes were looking at the cat next to him, which was eating the cat food in his bowl. The sauced elbow on the table remained motionless, just like a tribute in front of the mourning hall.
"You're not an alien, are you?" Bishenghua suddenly asked.
Zhao Pengcheng was stunned and didn't know how to answer, so he said: "How can you see it?"
Bishenghua smiled and said: "Why don't you eat it? I heard that aliens don't eat the food we cook."
"Then what to eat?"
"Eating people's brains."
Zhao Pengcheng smiled, picked up the bowl and took a sip of soup. I don't know if it's because he hasn't eaten delicious food in prison for a long time, or because the woman in front of him is really good at cooking. The taste of chicken soup activated all Zhao Pengcheng's taste buds that were about to deteriorate.
He drank it cleanly, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Those are all rumors. There is no one who eats human brains. Don't you like aliens?"
Bi Shenghua watched him finish the chicken soup, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Who would like aliens? They have brought enough disasters."
"But isn't it peaceful now?" Zhao Pengcheng said.
"Peace?" Bi Shenghua sneered, "They will eventually occupy our brains, and they will eventually leave this planet. At that time, each of us will become an unconscious vegetable like Aoki, but who will take care of us? ?”
Zhao Pengcheng was speechless, thinking of Qingmu upstairs.
The cat next to him meowed, and he turned to look, suddenly feeling a little dizzy. The double image of the cat in front of me was moving around, making it hard to see clearly.
He looked back at the life-long flower, which was also blurry, and he only saw her smiling. That smile was not friendly, it was cold.
Zhao Pengcheng held his head with one hand, picked up the empty bowl of chicken soup in front of him with the other, and said, "You...you...poisoned..."
The bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Bishenghua was still smiling: "I know you, your name is Zhao Pengcheng. It was you who harmed him. I wanted to kill you in my dreams, but the prison protected you. After you were released from prison, I thought I would never have a chance to take revenge in this life." . God is wise, you came to the door yourself..."
Zhao Pengcheng lost consciousness without hearing what Bishenghua said later.
…
When Zhao Pengcheng woke up again, he found that he was locked in a cold storage, wearing an old army coat, without any restraints such as handcuffs or ropes. He stood up and stretched his frozen legs, feet and arms, and then tried to open the cold storage door, but he quickly gave up because the cold storage door could not be opened from the inside.
The temperature here was about minus one or two degrees. Because he was wearing very little underneath, even though he was wearing a big coat, he was still shivering from the cold, and his physical energy was consumed rapidly in the low temperature environment. If he didn't go out, he could only hold on for another twenty minutes at most.
His mental power could not penetrate the thick walls of the cold storage, and he did not know if there was anyone next door.
"Hey! Where are you? Let me out!" he shouted.
A wall suddenly lit up. It was originally covered with thick ice. Only then did I realize that there was a large screen about 70 to 80 inches in the middle.
A three-dimensional life-size person appeared on the screen, with a Western face, wearing a white robe, and his face was full of divine radiance.
This screen looked completely different from the LCD or PDP that were common in the past. Zhao Pengcheng looked up and looked around, but he didn't find a projector. It was probably a new technology developed during the ten years he had been in prison.
The person on the screen looked very lifelike, better than watching a movie with 3D glasses. If the person's image wasn't so dramatic, Zhao Pengcheng almost thought there was a real person there. He couldn't help feeling that during the ten years he was in prison, naked-eye 3D technology had developed to such a mature level. He wondered how the applications of VR and AR were becoming, and whether they could already be applied to patients' surgeries!
The person on the screen took two steps towards him, making people feel as if they were walking out of the screen.
"Hello, Zhao Pengcheng." The man said.
Zhao Pengcheng asked in confusion: "Who are you?"
"I am Cronus, the god of time and space."
"Why are you locking me up here?"
"You will be punished for the crimes you committed, and you need to experience the redemption of ice and fire before you can be freed. Welcome to the Purgatory of Ice!" Cronus stretched out his hand, and the surrounding ice walls were filled with him. The shadow of his hand seemed to be the presence of Cronus in the entire ice cellar.
For a moment, Zhao Pengcheng almost thought that he had really arrived in the netherworld and was being judged by God, until he heard another voice:
"Okay Cronus, don't freeze him to death, the professor still wants to ask questions."
This voice sounds extremely scary, completely different from Cronus's magnetic sound effect, which is like the arrival of a god. Then, he saw a ghost appear on the screen, its pale and translucent figure looming.
"Oh, okay, Ghost, I just haven't seen a stranger for a long time and I'm a little lonely." Cronus said.
The ghost glanced at Zhao Pengcheng, with a look that could steal a person's soul. Even though Zhao Pengcheng had dealt with countless dead bodies, he was shocked. And his fear not only came from this, but more importantly, he seemed to feel the existence of spiritual power from the ghost.
What on earth is that?
Before he had time to think more, the picture on the screen changed.
Zhao Pengcheng saw an old man with white beard and hair sitting behind a desk. His half-length hair swelled up, as if his brain had exploded, scattering energy rays outward. He had a hardwood pipe in his mouth and was smoking.
Zhao Pengcheng looked at the old man and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. But the image of the old man immediately reminded him of those destructive scientific madmen in comics and movies.
It is indeed a world full of two-dimensional colors.
He originally thought that the ghost and the divine Cronus would stand behind the old man, but no, they seemed to suddenly disappear, and standing behind the old man was a man with tattoos on his body. , a somewhat vicious-looking bald head. The man's temperament was not at all consistent with the old man and his previous painting style.
"Who are you?" Zhao Pengcheng asked.
"My name is Mei Yiqiu," the old man said.
Zhao Pengcheng finally remembered and said in surprise: "You are the leader of the resistance organization!"
"Oh, yes, to you, we are a resistance organization, but to mankind, we are hope!"
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