How to Feed an Abyss!

For a while thereafter, Fengyang City fell into a little chaos just like Gleaner City back then. People rushed to organize their things and left with their families. The energy tower was surrounded by people and machines. They took out the precious energy core and sent it to the transport ship along with other chips and instruments.

Research centers are also packing up.

Shi Yuan helped Professor Guan clean up, and carried the microscope, pollution tester, centrifuge, drying box, and a bunch of machines he didn't know, to the transport truck downstairs.

Other researchers and a dozen small robots are helping to transport, but there are too many things, endless, and they can't be cleaned up.

Professor Guan made a difficult break-up.

He circled back and forth in the office, clearing out a pile of sundries, mostly books and notes. He murmured in his mouth, saying that he could not throw away this and that, and after struggling for a long time, he only threw away one-third of the things.

"I really can't take it with me." Professor Guan said, "How about this, I'll go home and pack my suitcase, and I won't take those personal items with me, I will leave them for notes." He looked at Shi Yuan, "Shi Yuan, help me when you are free." Shall I tidy up?"

"Okay." Shi Yuan agreed.

Everyone else is busy, and there is really no time. Shi Yuan followed Professor Guan out of the research center and arrived at his residence within ten minutes.

It was a very old low house, just looking at the outside, it is absolutely impossible to tell that this is the place where the top professors of Fengyang City and even the alliance live. Professor Guan lived on the 6th floor. After climbing up, he panted slightly, took out the key, found the keyhole with his reading glasses, and then opened the door.

"Squeak—" The door opened.

The structure of one bedroom and one living room does not have much space. In the living room, there are sofas, dining tables, chairs and bookshelves, and there is a piano in the far corner. Spread out on the ground were two 20-inch suitcases, half of which were filled with personal belongings.

Shi Yuan said, "Is your family not here?"

Recently, almost everyone is busy at home cleaning up.

Professor Guan smiled: "I don't have any family. I'm busy with research, so I don't have the mood to talk about love... I seem to have a cousin in the past, or a cousin, I don't remember much, and I also live in the city. Later, because of He passed away from the sequelae of the infection, many years ago."

Shi Yuan: "Oh..."

"It's easy to be alone. You don't have many things. You can bring whatever you want when you move." Professor Guan held the handle of the sofa and squatted beside the box with difficulty. "I don't want all these messy things, it's useless."

He took out several sets of clothes from the box, threw them on the ground, and then took out five or six books, two sets of beautifully packaged pens and inks, and a harmonica with black and dark gold background.

Shi Yuan had never seen a harmonica before, so he picked it up and looked at it a few more times.

The harmonica is very new, with exquisite texture, it is a rare commodity at first sight.

"I haven't played it for a long time." Professor Guan said, "I know a lot of pieces. When I was young, I relied on this harmonica to win the hearts of girls in the school."

Seeing that Shi Yuan was still studying it, he said, "Do you like it? This is a collection of 24-hole polyphonic harmonica. I haven't used it yet. If you like it, you can take it away. You can play it or not, and I don't care about it." Going to take it."

"Really?" Shi Yuan was pleasantly surprised, "But I don't know how to play the harmonica."

"Yeah." Professor Guan said, "It's very simple. First, you play casually and get to know the treble and bass. Remember to use your abdomen to exert force."

He handed a few more scores to Shi Yuan: "You can study it slowly."

Professor Guan continued to collect the luggage, while Shi Yuan sat beside him, and carefully blew on the harmonica.

"beep-"

A very unique tone sounded. In the same hole position, the tone of exhalation and exhalation is also different.

He played for a while, until the professor finally couldn't bear it and said: "Shi Yuan, why don't you go home and play."

Shi Yuan asked, "Is it hard to hear?"

Professor Guan said euphemistically: "It can only be said that there is still a lot of room for improvement."

That's what it means to be ugly.

Shi Yuan didn't accept the professor's suggestion, and blew for another two minutes. After Professor Guan emptied the suitcases, he put them upright and closed them.

Professor Guan said, "Let's go, go back to the research center."

Empty boxes are not heavy, but it is still too much for an elderly person to move down the steps. Shi Yuan was holding a box in one hand, and the professor helped behind him, and the two went downstairs. They went back to the research center to box up the documents that the delivery truck couldn't take.

"These are treasures." The professor patted the box and said, "Treasures that can't be bought with any money can't just be turned into waste paper."

After such busy work, it was almost 9 o'clock when Shi Yuan came home that day. He brought back a harmonica and a box of broad bean pancakes—professor Guan swears, this is really his last box of snacks.

Half an hour later, Lu Tinghan also arrived home.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard the intermittent sound of a harmonica. The light in the living room was on, and Shi Yuan sat on the sofa with his tail crossed, playing the harmonica.

Sitting beside him, Lu Tinghan picked up the broad bean cakes on the table to eat, and after listening to him play a verse, he asked, "Where did you find the harmonica?"

"Professor Guan gave it to me." Shi Yuan replied, "I just started learning, do you think it sounds good?"

Under the warm yellow light, Lu Tinghan's brows were soft: "It sounds nice."

"Oh." Shi Yuan said, "That's the end."

Lu Tinghan:?

To be praised by the sound idiot Lu Tinghan means that it is really ugly.

Shi Yuan put down the harmonica, and asked Lu Tinghan again: "When do you plan to collect things?"

"What do you charge?"

"Things at home, we are going to the main city soon."

Lu Tinghan: "I didn't intend to accept it, these are not important."

"How can I do that!" Shi Yuan said, "Isn't this your former home? There are so many things, you should take some away."

Lu Tinghan originally wanted to say that there was really no need, but the words were on the verge of his mouth. Looking at Shi Yuan's eyes, he agreed: "Okay."

There is an empty suitcase at home. While Lu Tinghan was collecting things, Shi Yuan sat on the sofa and played the harmonica.

Lu Tinghan put clothes, sketchbooks, bookmarks that he liked as a child in the box, and put Shi Yuan's planetary model and astronomical telescope in it. The suitcase is small and fills up quickly.

Shi Yuan was a little regretful: "There are still so many things that I haven't taken away."

"It's okay." Lu Tinghan said, "When you go to a new place, there will always be new memories."

"That's right." Shi Yuan hugged his tail, "Then what about the fish and birds we raise?"

"Take it to the main city too."

"Can you bring it over?"

"Um."

Admirals are always a little privileged.

Shi Yuan looked through all the things Lu Tinghan had collected to make sure that nothing important was missing.

He saw that family photo, Lu Zhun, Yu Qingmei and the young Lu Tinghan standing together, perfect family background, outstanding contribution, three polite strangers.

In fact, when I think about it, Lu Zhun and Yu Qingmei have very different personalities: one is informal, acts casually, dares to take the child to play outside the city, and buys pornographic magazines for the child; the other is rigorous, rational, and has a strong sense of responsibility. Contribute one more population to the alliance. No matter how you look at it, they all look like a couple who quarrel every day.

Fortunately, they are busy enough and live far away, so they can't quarrel.

Shi Yuan asked, "How did they know each other?"

"I don't know." Lu Tinghan replied, "They haven't mentioned it to me." He thought about it for a while, "Ms. Su told me by chance that they met in the laboratory, and it was probably Lu Zhun who passed on the data, During a meeting at the research center, I met my mother."

"So that's how it is."

Lu Tinghan: "In my opinion, they never really liked each other. My mother wanted to have a baby from the beginning to the end. It just so happens that Lu Zhun has good genes, and Lu Zhun is more like...just playing around, Since he started dating, he hasn't stayed in Fengyang City for a few days, and he doesn't plan to have a child." He smiled, "But it's all in the past, and I don't care."

Shi Yuan: "Do you really not care?"

Lu Tinghan said: "Shi Yuan, I don't care about other people's relationship history, even if they are my parents."

"Okay." Shi Yuan said.

Lu Tinghan is indeed not someone who can gossip about his relationship history.

He rummaged around again, and found an old mobile phone in the corner of the box, which was packed in a transparent bag. He asked, "What is this?"

The phone is old, has been dropped many times, and the screen has countless scratches.

Lu Tinghan said: "I don't know whose mobile phone it is, I just found it in the cabinet." He paused, "Maybe it's theirs, or some friend left it here, I'll ask Uncle Cai about it." .”

"Looks like there's no electricity?"

"Well, I don't have this type of data cable at home." Lu Tinghan said, "I can only go to the main city to have a look."

Shi Yuan put the phone back.

At night until before going to bed, Shi Yuan played the harmonica.

He learned a little knowledge of music theory when he practiced the violin before, and now he plays according to the score.

Lu Tinghan leaned against the bedside to read a book, listening to the intermittent sound of the harmonica, as if a person was about to die, let out a strange wail.

Listen, listen, there is no sound.

He turned his head and saw that Shi Yuan lay motionless on the quilt, his tail was limp.

Lu Tinghan asked: "What's the matter?"

"... Blowing too much." Shi Yuan said in a muffled voice, "I'm a little dizzy."

He lay down for a while, then got up again to play the harmonica. This time, just halfway through the music score, he tilted his head, completely sank into the soft pillow, and fell asleep within half a second, becoming the first person in history to play the harmonica until he fell asleep.

Waking up the next day, Shi Yuan sat up and stared blankly in the morning light for half a minute.

He asked Lu Tinghan: "How is my harmonica?"

Lu Tinghan affirmed again: "It's really nice to hear."

Shi Yuan gave up the harmonica.

In this way, the evacuation of Fengyang City lasted for two or three months, and the city became more and more empty.

The research center will also be empty, and Professor Guan and several assistants are still there, sorting out the last equipment and documents.

Professor Guan always said: "When we get to the main city, we will continue the 'deep dive' plan."

Shi Yuan asked him, "How long will it take to finish?"

"I don't know." Professor Guan smiled, "Who knows about such things."

Shi Yuan hesitated: "Then, is there still enough time?"

The infection of Time Abyss is too complicated - if individual Abysses are willing to cooperate, the alliance will soon be able to simulate their infection wavelength.

This is also helpless.

Shi Yuan is special and cannot ask for more.

Professor Guan did not answer directly, but said: "We do everything possible. If it doesn't work, we can still try..."

He didn't go on talking, shook his head and said: "Forget it if I didn't say it, that would be suicide and it would be impossible to succeed."

Shi Yuan helped clean it up. In the afternoon, he went home and handed over the wretched fish and the big white bird to the transporter.

He wanted to break copper and rotten iron, but unfortunately he didn't take them away. I don't know if they are still cooking and making tea.

The wretched fish was spitting bubbles, the big white bird was scolding endlessly, and the transporter drove the car and disappeared at the corner of the street.

Before Shi Yuan went upstairs, he heard screams.

There were screams from the end of the street, the voices of many people. He turned his head sharply and saw a huge cloud appearing in the sky.

The clouds are colorful, thick and large, and they float towards the city quickly. It looks like a thundercloud, surrounded by lightning, and the lightning is also colorful, not long and narrow like a snake, but closer to a spherical shape. When it shines one after another in the cloud, it looks like butterflies that suddenly spread their wings.

The storm came from the north of the city.

There is also... the direction of the data center!

Shi Yuan ran towards the data center. Along the way, the cloud completely covered the city, it softly engulfed all anti-aircraft missiles and aircraft, and then, raindrops fell one after another.

Every drop of raindrops fell on the ground, trembled a few times, and turned into colorful water butterflies. Their whole body is translucent, but the edges of their wings are colored. The hind wings are very large and long, and they take off gracefully.

Lightning continued, thunder bursts, this is a butterfly thunderstorm.

Shi Yuan ran with all his strength, and when he arrived at the data center, it had already become a paradise for water butterflies.

The building of the data center has hard lines and icy colors, revealing rigor from every corner. But when these translucent creatures are flying, the cold and hard buildings seem to become soft, a wonderful sense of fusion.

There was a gunshot in the building, Shi Yuan couldn't tell where it came from.

He only remembered that Professor Guan said that he would go to the basement to sort out old materials in the afternoon.

He went straight to the basement, and vaguely heard the sound of burning bombs and flares exploding.

The road in the basement is winding and winding, and there are countless rooms. There are also a few butterflies on the wall, fluttering their wings. Shi Yuan trotted along the empty corridor and shouted, "Professor Guan! Professor! Where are you?!"

After running through more than a dozen rooms, he finally heard the old man's voice: "Cough cough, cough cough... Shi Yuan..."

Shi Yuan ran over and found Professor Guan and his assistant in [Reference Room 31].

—After seeing the butterfly, the two locked the door of the reference room in time, so that the butterfly did not touch it. But when he was escaping, Professor Guan was hit by a storage rack and now walks with a limp.

Shi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll take you out."

Professor Guan firmly grasped his arm: "At the tram base station in Beicheng District, there are still a large number of energy cores that have not been transferred. Many soldiers were still there just now, and they are going to transport them away. Now they must still be there...the energy cores It's so important, every time there is one more, the power grid in the main city can last for a few more days, and we have a little more hope. Shiyuan, you, can you..."

"Okay." Shi Yuan agreed, "Let's go to a safe place first."

He and his assistant carried Professor Guan out of the basement to the reception lobby of the research center.

A team of soldiers rushed over immediately. Professor Guan looked at Shi Yuan and said, "Go! Go all the way to the north, and you can see the base station at a glance!"

The assistant suddenly said: "The base station is two or three kilometers away from here, you can ride the bicycle at the door to go there!"

Shi Yuan was already very tired after running all the way to the research center, and the army car didn't have time to come.

Shi Yuan: "I don't know how to ride a bicycle..."

"It has training wheels!" cried the assistant. "I was going to bring them to my son!"

So Shi Yuan rode on that tender red bicycle.

It's one size smaller than normal, has training wheels, and is presumably designed for teens or...kids. Shi Yuan has seen other people riding bicycles in movies, stepping on the pedals clumsily, and moving forward crookedly.

Fortunately, he quickly mastered the skills, and the bicycle moved forward quickly, which was indeed much easier than running. He rode for almost ten minutes, and just about to relax, the car body suddenly tilted—

Shi Yuan:? !

The road is slippery in rainy days.

The abyss slipped into a ditch by the side of the road.

He climbed out of the ditch, and before he had time to pick up his bicycle, he ran forward on foot. His lungs were burning hot, and no matter how much he breathed, his heartbeat could not be relieved.

After another block, Shi Yuan stopped, leaning on the wall to breathe.

The rain is getting heavier, and hundreds of butterflies are dancing in the water, with flowing colors on their bodies.

A light flickered behind him.

Shi Yuan turned his head and saw Alice standing in the rain. And she will never get wet from the rain, with her hands behind her back, looking at the sky, her white dress is as neat as ever.

"Why are you here?" Shi Yuan asked her.

Alice still looked at the sky.

Shi Yuan followed her gaze and saw the colorful blossoms that exploded in the clouds. They are so lively that even a deadly and eerie thunderstorm is beautiful.

She just stared at it for a long time.

For the first time in history, what jumps in her green eyes is not data, but the rising brilliance—her eyes are lit up, a soft and beautiful light.

"Fireworks," she said.