Earth Era

Every minute and every second spent in Mo Xiangsheng's room was torture for Han Yue. Faced with this violence that she had never experienced since she was a child, her spirit almost collapsed.

I don't know how long it took, but Mo Xiangsheng gradually stopped. The blood-red color in his eyes slowly receded and turned into confusion again. After a while, it turned into fear again.

Mo Xiangsheng suddenly knelt heavily on the ground, and knocked his forehead heavily on the ground towards Han Yue, who was lying in front of him with blurred consciousness. He knocked hard and cried: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it. Don't leave me, don't..."

Mo Xiangsheng seemed to be extremely frightened. After kowtowing for a while, he stood up again, quickly ran to a certain drawer, took all the dried meat in the drawer into his arms, and then placed it in front of Han Yue: "I'll give you all my dried meat, please." Don't leave, I didn't mean to..."

The scattered consciousness regrouped in Han Yue's mind along with Mo Xiangsheng's plea. Dean Jiang seemed to be yelling something at the top of his lungs, but Han Yue couldn't hear it clearly. At this moment, Han Yue wanted to run away at all costs, but after returning to her senses, this idea disappeared instantly.

She knew she couldn't leave. Dean Jiang would not let him go, and Shen Qingyuan would not let him go without comforting the lunatic in front of him and letting him calculate those difficult physics problems.

Even if he is beaten and crippled, forced to become a lunatic like Mo Xiangsheng, even if he begs hard, it will not change the result. If...if I still want to go back to the past, I have to cooperate.

Han Yue wiped the tears from her face - in the process of wiping the tears, her palm accidentally touched the red and swollen area on her face, and a heartbreaking pain made her body tremble slightly. Along with this beginning, pain hit all over her body like a tide, and she couldn't help but let out a painful moan.

Mo Xiangsheng raised his head, stopped begging, and stared at her blankly. Han Yue twitched the corners of her mouth, tried her best to smile, then gently stroked Mo Xiangsheng's hair that had not been washed for who knows how many days, and said softly: "I will not leave you."

Mo Xiangsheng was immediately overwhelmed by surprise: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Han Yue sat up with support and said, "But I have a condition. You, can you finish solving that problem and tell me the answer?"

"Okay, okay. Just wait a moment, I'll go right away."

Mo Xiangsheng's fat body bounced like a rubber ball and instantly flew towards the computer in the corner of the room. Seeing this scene, Dean Jiang and the experts in the monitoring room quietly felt relieved.

Mo Xiangsheng's energy was completely immersed in the ocean of numbers and formulas, while Han Yue lay blankly on the floor, slowly recovering her energy. I don't know how long it took, but Mo Xiangsheng left the computer with joy and shouted to Han Yue: "I have the answer."

In the invisible headset, Han Yue also heard Dean Jiang's voice: "I have sent the calculation process and results to the Scientific Planning Committee for verification. Han Yue, please hold on a little longer."

Han Yue got up with difficulty, picked up a bag of dried meat, and handed it to Mo Xiangsheng: "You did a good job. Come on, eat it."

Mo Xiangsheng took the dried meat and swallowed it all in a few gulps. After that, he stared at Han Yue and giggled. The sound made Han Yue's hair stand on end, but Han Yue still supported herself and kept a smile on her face.

Mo Xiangsheng's heart was filled with joy and his eyes were filled with admiration. It seemed that as long as Han Yue was with him, there would be nothing else in the world that could distract him. But all this joy and admiration can only make Han Yue feel fear.

Time passed bit by bit. In the Scientific Planning Committee, Professor Laird paced back and forth anxiously, and behind him were a dozen nervous physicists who were using supercomputers to verify some data.

A few minutes later, a scientist shouted: "Professor, these data and formulas perfectly describe the interaction mode between the planetary thrusters and the planetary magnetic field. The data model we used before was not perfect! Haha, that's it, I understand, I understand! Mo Xiangsheng is indeed a genius!"

"Professor! I have verified that these calculation processes are logically rigorous and the data is accurate. We can definitely use it to guide subsequent paving projects!"

"As expected, he is Mo Xiangsheng, and he is indeed a student of Dr. Huang Yuan! But I heard before that Mo Xiangsheng's mind has been completely confused because of Dr. Huang Yuan's death. How did he calculate these things? Those in the mental hospital Has the doctor cured him?"

This question also lingers in Professor Laird's mind. He also specifically asked Commissioner Donald and Dean Jiang, but did not receive any clear answers. But that didn't matter, he didn't really care about that.

Hearing that his colleagues had come up with a positive result, Laird immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as it is correct, our project can continue. I will report this matter to the head of state immediately."

Office of the Head of State. Shen Qingyuan was sitting behind the desk. In front of him were an angry Han Luochang and a somewhat dejected Zhao Yang.

The portable computer vibrated slightly, and Shen Qingyuan took a quick look. After learning that the planetary thruster could continue to be laid, he felt slightly relieved. But his voice was still full of sternness: "Zhao Yang, what on earth did you do? How could such a big living person just disappear? I didn't punish you for the assassination of Commissioner Huang Yuan. How could you Another mistake can happen! Han Yue is not only the daughter of Commissioner Han, but also my daughter-in-law! If you can’t even guarantee the safety of the political councilor’s immediate family members, what’s the use of you?!”

Han Luochang's tone was even more excited than Shen Qingyuan's: "Zhao Yang, tell yourself, how long has my daughter been missing? What are the agents of your intelligence department doing? Can you do the job?! If not, just find someone else. Come do it!”

There was a sudden noise outside the office, which made Shen Qingyuan frown slightly. This is the place with the strictest security in the entire civilization, and there should be no noise under any circumstances. But after waiting for a while, the noise not only did not disappear, but became louder. That was until the office door was suddenly pushed open.

The person who appeared at the door was Shen Fusheng.

After just not seeing each other for a while, Shen Fusheng was already very different from before. His face was pale, his eye sockets were sunken, and his body was swaying constantly, as if a gust of wind could blow him over. Looking at his haggard son, Shen Qingyuan felt a pain in his heart.

Zhou Mingyu has been under house arrest for life, and Shen Fusheng is his only relative in the world.

Behind Shen Fusheng stood several guards on duty. Shen Qingyuan waved his hand and asked them to leave, while Shen Fusheng staggered forward and then knelt heavily in front of Shen Qingyuan's desk.

"Dad, I beg you, we must find Ayu. I can't live without her..."

Shen Qingyuan slammed the table and stood up suddenly. His words seemed to be hiding an erupting volcano, full of anger and murderous intent. But his words were not addressed to Shen Fusheng, but to Zhao Yang.

"Zhao Yang! Give me an accurate answer, how long will it take to find Han Yue?!"

Zhao Yang knew that Shen Qingyuan's anger was not actually directed at him. Not only that, it's not even directed at any one person.

"Führer, I can't give you an accurate answer." Zhao Yang also controlled his emotions and replied in a deep voice: "According to my investigation, Han Yue's disappearance may involve something that we don't understand yet."

Han Luochang roared: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Yang continued in a deep voice: "In the past twenty years, incidents similar to Han Yue's disappearance have occurred a total of 264 times in our civilization. Every disappearance is similar to this. There are no witnesses. , no traces, no direction of investigation. It’s like they suddenly disappeared from the world, and no one can find them since."

Shen Fusheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Yang in disbelief.

"However, according to a few people's reports, at the scene of the missing person's disappearance, some people have seen some strange lights and shadows, as well as some suspected life forms that cannot be described in detail. We think, we think..."

Zhao Yang seemed to have made a lot of determination before spitting out the word: "These disappearances may be related to an alien civilization."

Han Luochang said in a trembling voice: "You mean, there might be some alien civilization lurking around us?"

"It cannot be determined or ruled out. No one knows the specific situation."

Han Luochang seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant. He shook his head gently, sighed, stood up and walked out. Shen Fusheng was still kneeling on the ground, looking helplessly at his omnipotent father.

Looking at his son kneeling on the ground, Shen Qingyuan once again flashed the figure of his wife Zhou Mingyu in his mind, and flashed the image of Han Yue crying and begging in front of him. In the blur, there was also the image of Shen Fusheng and Han Yue's wedding. certain scenarios. I don't know why, but the feeling of suffocation in my chest became stronger at this moment, and even became depressed, and began to attack upwards. Shen Qingyuan felt that his vision suddenly went dark, and he spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.

"Dad!" Shen Fusheng stood up suddenly and rushed towards the staggering Shen Qingyuan, while Zhao Yang lowered his head and shouted urgently: "Medical team, medical team!"

Several doctors in white coats rushed in quickly. Shen Fusheng was still shouting. Zhao Yang's face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water. The world in front of Shen Qingyuan quickly began to become dark, and the next moment he lost everything. All consciousness.