Mist

Going darker and darker.

Slowly, even the scattered garbage parts on the side of the road and the vines with fluorescent flowers could not be seen.

The two walked in the dimness, and they could only feel the presence of each other through the sleep between their hands and the light fluorescence on the flowers that had just been picked.

In this kind of darkness that seems endless, it is really easy to make people wonder if I am still alive.

There are no markers in all directions, let alone traces of other living creatures, as if this world only left them two.

After walking for about an hour, he was still in the dark for the first second, and then he opened his legs a second, but when he landed, his eyes suddenly became bright.

At this step, he stepped into the other world in an instant.

The bright light irritated the two of them to block their eyes. After adjusting to the brightness, the two of them were stunned to see the scene in front of them clearly.

They stepped into a tropical rain forest.

The breath of grass, puddles, and mud pave the surface, unexpectedly flooding their lungs, fresh and tangy.

The dense vegetation fills the entire field of vision. Trees tens of meters high grow in the lake. The roots of the trees are intricately hovering, like a huge network of veins, which can be seen clearly from the surface of the water. There are no fish in the water, nor any traces of microorganisms, and it is incredibly clear.

Plants resembling plantains are dotted among them, thick leaves are moist, and the greenery seems to be dripping down. Water plants are overgrown in the middle of the lake and on the shore, thick vines entwined among the trees, and flowers of various colors can be seen everywhere.

But what is even more speechless is that if you look up along the trees, you will find that they are endlessly high, because the world above your head is like a reflection, which perfectly reproduces the ground scene.

There is no sky here.

On top of their heads is a rainforest that hangs upside down, exactly the same as the ground, with the same greenery and luxuriant vegetation.

During the monsoon, I suspected that this was actually an illusion.

They walked for a while, and reached out during the monsoon rains, but they really touched the leaves of the plants, the touch was slightly cool, and he frowned: "It's all true."

The temperature and humidity here are high, and the two have taken off their protective clothing and put them away.

Song Qinglan's sensitivity to the environment is far beyond ordinary people, but he did not detect the danger signal here. He stood behind a purple and white flower that could not be named. The black combat uniform perfectly fits the line of his body, because of his tall legs. It's like a model who is shooting some kind of blockbuster: "Counselor Ji, have you noticed that it's too quiet here."

There is no hustle and bustle of the rainforest, no sounds of animals and birds, no currents or wind.

Except for the vigorous plants, it seems that there is not even a moth.

"It's very strange." Nodded during the rainy season, and then looked at the distance, "Team Song, shall we continue to move forward?"

If you don't go forward, you can only go back.

Both of them knew exactly what the direction they were coming from.

"If you want to figure out what's going on here, I think I can only go forward." Song Qinglan held Shenmian in her hand, "What do you think?"

Release the leaf in your hand during the monsoon rain: "I think so too."

Song Qinglan reminded: "But if you continue to walk, you may encounter danger. There are only two of us."

During the rainy season, he said, "Then I can only go back and be company with the beard."

Song Qinglan bends the corners of her lips and uses her gun to poke away the plants blocking the way in front of her: "Okay, let's continue walking."

There is no weapon on the body during the monsoon rains, and nothing is known here.

This time Song Qinglan walked ahead naturally, and had no objections during the monsoon rains.

The rainforest was hot and humid, as if it had just rained, and water droplets were still hanging on the treetops and grass.

But after a few minutes of walking, their hair and body were wet. During the monsoon rains, his complexion was cold and white, and water droplets slid down his hair to his face and neck. Under the greenery, his eyebrows and eyes were particularly vivid.

Song Qinglan always felt that when the monsoon rain continued this way, she would get sick again.

Walking under the dense round-leaf plants, Song Qinglan relied on being tall and easily folds down a leaf the size of a water basin: "Take it, block it."

Take it during the rainy season and hold it like an umbrella: "Thank you."

Why can't I stop it? He teased Song Qinglan: "The Song team is so considerate, I almost thought I was a woman."

Song Qinglan wanted to hold a gun in both hands and was responsible for clearing the way. There was really no time to "hit an umbrella" for herself, and she replied casually, "I didn't say that."

They walked into the depths of the rain forest.

The trees here are even bigger, with many trunks surrounded by four or five people, so the gap between the trees has also increased. There are many parasitic plants growing on these trees. They have fruits hanging on them, and they are as full and attractive as dragon fruit, but no one dares to try it rashly.

The more you go, the larger the plants in the rainforest, far beyond the normal range of cognition.

They passed a huge colony of fungi.

Light blue, red, white, and yellow huge mushrooms grow in the rain forest like small houses.

Standing under the umbrella cover of a mushroom during the rainy season, he observed, "These mushrooms should not be of the same species. The largest mushroom I have ever seen is the porcini with a cover of about 50 cm in diameter, or the strain spreads underneath. Up to 2000 acres of Armillaria osmanii. The fungus grows along the roots of the tree and will continue to secrete digestive enzymes to decay the roots, but so many mushrooms have grown to this level, but they did not affect the growth of the tree..."

"I didn't expect you to even understand mushrooms." Song Qinglan asked, "Counselor Ji, is there anything you don't know?"

The long journey was too boring, and the two continued to move forward.

During the rainy season, he said, "Actually, I just saw the materials in the museum."

Song Qinglan asked: "Is there a museum dedicated to mushrooms?"

"It's just one of the popular science exhibition projects." Ji Yushi said, "I was only five years old at the time, and I thought these were very interesting."

People with hypermemia seldom find something that is written down very interesting. This is the first time Song Qinglan has heard a relaxing memory from her mouth during the monsoon rains in so long.

Song Qinglan turned her head and asked, "You can remember everything from a small start?"

"No, this kind of disease is not inborn." Monsoon told him, "I was a long time later, one day by chance, I suddenly found that I can remember everything that happened. Including all the experiences I have had, and all the things I have had. You can remember all the details clearly, and then you can never forget it again."

Not born?

Song Qinglan guessed that something must have happened in the middle.

During the rainy season, there was no further discussion here, and the two were not familiar enough to talk, so the topic ended like this.

They walked past a huge group of fungi.

Then they passed a small stream, and they finally found something by the stream.

Some tools and packages were thrown here, and there was a rusty kettle by the stream. It seemed that someone had stayed here.

When the package was opened during the monsoon rains, it was found that there were also some daily necessities inside, including moldy and decayed batteries, and water-ingressed communicators, all of which were unusable. I found a compass in the package during the rainy season. In their time, the styles of these things belonged to more than ten years ago, but this compass is well preserved. The N/S English letters on the dial are still clear. It's a pity that the pointer turns around and it's completely useless.

"Counselor Quarter."

Song Qinglan also found something, standing behind a bush, her expression was not so good. Putting the compass away during the rainy season, and looking behind the bushes, his expression also sank.

There were three corpses behind the bushes, lying chaotically together, and most of their bodies were covered by the mud that washed ashore from the stream during the heavy rain.

These people seem to have been dead for a long time, except for their hair and their lives, their bodies have become bones.

What makes them uncomfortable is that the clothes on these corpses are basically intact—high-strength polymer materials that are flame-retardant and anti-moisture. The color, style, and position of the left chest digital logo are all the same as the black combat uniforms they wore. Exactly the same.

Song Qinglan squatted down and removed a sentence from the body of the corpse with her hands, and the number on the guardian's chest appeared: 12.

These three corpses are all guardians from the sky.

"Fifteen years ago, there was a guardian team numbered 12 in the sky that accepted an S-level mission." Song Qinglan said, "but from the 180 seconds after their departure, all of their eight members lost contact. Since then, For several years, I haven't heard from them again. The Sky Vault system has checked in various time and space many times, but they have not found a trace of them."

During the rainy season: "This is them?"

"It should be." Song Qinglan frowned. "I heard this case when I first entered the Guardian team. According to the analysis of experts, they were lost in a certain time and space and hid."

Whether it is a guardian or a recorder, the requirements for personnel selection are very high.

Not only are they required to have sufficient abilities, but they are also required to have a strong and firm psychological line of defense. After all, human beings have weaknesses. Just imagine that those who go back to the past have the ability to predict, while those who go to the future may have a new life... Since the establishment of the sky, because of various human desires, it is not that there has been no loss of people. In time and space, I don’t want to go back to the original time and space.

At this time, Tianqiang will send another team to set out to correct the mistakes. They are called inspectors. Once they set off, they will completely clean up the deserters and take people back to the original era for execution.

The Twelve Sky Team fifteen years ago was the only team that was not caught by the inspectors.

Song Qinglan: "Everyone thinks that they are deserters in time and space for selfish desires, but they didn't expect them to be here."

Deserter in time and space.

Staring at the three corpses during the monsoon rain, I don't know what I'm thinking.

This matter is a secret inside the sky, and only the team captains know about it.

Song Qinglan then said: "You may not have heard of this...hhhhhh, I was so alarmed for them. It seems that as we thought, there is indeed a strange magnetic field, which will turn the traversers on the transition. Suck it over."

During the rainy season, he said: "If we can't go back, we will be treated as deserters."

Song Qinglan was noncommittal.

It was right during the rainy season, except that they were hijacked to the transfer station by the so-called "Sky Self-Awareness", their current situation is so similar to that of the Sky Twelfth Team. If they can't go back, as far as the third command center is concerned, the Qiqiong Seven Team, which lost contact after the departure, has also acted as a deserter in time and space.

But Song Qinglan is not a pessimistic person, and the same is true for the Seventh Sky Team. They will not succumb to the current predicament.

"What is the cause of death?" asked during the monsoon, "can you tell?"

"No trauma is visible on the bones..." Song Qinglan turned over and looked at the corpse. "The clothes were not damaged either. It doesn't look like they died from external forces. If they were hungry, they would not all die in the same place. Judging from the posture, it might be. Poisoned."

Both of them remembered the dragon fruit-like fruits and the big mushrooms they had just seen.

After burying these seniors, the two of them continued to move forward.

This time, they walked for a long time.

The time in this rainforest seems to be static, just like the place where they came, regardless of day and night, it is difficult for people to feel the passage of time.

However, the energy consumption of the human body did not stand still, and soon they felt hunger and fatigue.

They walked along the stream, into the deeper part of the rainforest, and saw huge mushrooms and thick trees.

With the lessons learned, in the case of extreme hunger, they passed through the colorful fruits and resisted their strong desire to have a try.

Passing by a round-leaf plant, stopped during the monsoon: "Team Song."

There was a broken mark on one of the round-leaved plants, and the milky white liquid was still dripping from the break. It was the leaf that Song Qinglan had broken before.

Song Qinglan also recognized: "Fuck. Are we going around in a circle?"

In fact, during the rainy season, he was thinking about this problem all the way. He pursed his lips and said his inner thoughts: "I don't think there should be any."

Song Qinglan didn't think so either. He had a good sense of direction with Monsoon and wouldn't make a detour, but it was too weird.

It's almost like a ghost hitting a wall.

After thinking for two or three seconds, Song Qinglan made a decision: "Want to know if it is easy to get around, we have to continue walking."

Then, as suddenly as when it came.

They took steps as they walked, they were still in the rainforest one second before, and they stepped into nothingness the next second.

The surroundings became dim again.

The temperature dropped, and the wetness from the rain forest on the two of them was still there. Even if they put on protective clothing that they were not willing to discard on the road, they did not warm up, so they had to bite the bullet and move on.

During the monsoon rains, he was trembling with cold.

Without the fluorescent lighting this time, he had to squeeze the sleeping end in the cold, trying hard to speed up his pace.

Song Qinglan looked back at him several times, but said nothing.

The aurora in the sky flashed.

In the silence, they all stopped.

What appeared in front of them was another mountain of rubbish.

No, this is the trash mountain they walked past.

Moving forward, when their hands and feet were freezing, they saw the familiar space capsule.

Song Qinglan pushed the door, and the two walked in.

The bearded man was sitting on the small sofa, using a towel to cover his **** nose that Song Qinglan had beaten.

Seeing the two of them coming in, the bearded man immediately bounced off the sofa with anger: "Amphalahagen and peace!"

Song Qinglan sneered, raised Shenmian to face the beard, and learned his pronunciation and said: "Amphalahagen and peace."

He didn't understand what this meant, but he knew it was definitely not a good thing.

The beard froze.

I don't know if it was because Song Qinglan said this, or because he was afraid of the gun, the two-meter-long stupid man performed on the spot in a daze.

During the monsoon rains, the lips are so cold that they turn pale: "..."

It was much warmer in the space capsule. He took off his protective suit and threw it away, then walked to the pile of debris with the beard.

The bearded man came back to his senses, and screamed anxiously for fear of taking his things during the monsoon rains.

During the monsoon rain, he picked up an iron retro alarm clock and said, “Team Song, it’s only less than two hours before we got out of the space capsule.”