Mist

Duan Wen landed in the crack last.

While waiting for him to wake up and regain his strength, everyone has discussed that they will work together separately to remove the traces left by the crossing from around the space capsule-those fluorescent flowers.

It took a while to talk to Big Beard about this during the rainy season, but he was not sure if the other party understood it.

Beard has been here longer than everyone thought, about 70 years-but according to Beard's own time perception, he actually only stayed here for more than ten years. During the rainy season, he learned that in the memory of Beard, he was the first person to enter the city. Everything Xie Si'an has experienced is more than equal. Bearded was lost in the city and it took six or seven days to get out. When he returned to the space capsule, the last old teammate died.

When he heard the monsoon rain, he even talked about the explanation with pictures, and the beard realized that he was very likely to regain the opportunity to pass here from the future. When he was so excited that he had passed the monsoon rain, Ullah said that everyone could not listen. If you understand.

The beard has the smell of long-term non-bath and the smell of alcohol, and he is very hugged by the mountain-like beard during the clean monsoon, so he can't breathe, but he didn't push him away.

After the beard let go of the monsoon rain, Song Qinglan was seen standing aside during the monsoon rain.

Song Qinglan's children are habitually folding their arms in front of their chests, looking at them.

There was a smile in those bright eyes belonging to the children: "Counselor Ji, what will you think of when you think of a big beard in the future?"

The iron chain used to pick them up, the fight in the small room, or this rude hug?

The corners of his lips were also curled during the rainy season: "I'm afraid I will think of this taste first."

Bearded: "Muri Khan!"

During the rainy season, he replied: "Tara."

Is this a polite way of thanking you and being polite?

Song Qinglan couldn't understand it anyway.

The bearded man rubbed the top of his head with his fat palms during the monsoon rains, messing up his black hair during the monsoon rains, and then happily walked away, looking like he was going to prepare tools for weeding right away.

The teammates are not in the control room at this time, except for one Xie Si'an.

Xie Si'an is a senior, but too young to be considered to be the same age as them. However, the differences in age, thinking, and the warm atmosphere of the Sky Seven team made it difficult for him to be a member of the Sky 12 team who had different opinions from his teammates.

"Speaking of which, Consultant Ji, I think of an old friend as soon as I see you."

The beard no longer manages canned food, Xie Si'an finally got the opportunity to eat, and said while eating, "You look so much like him."

Turning his head in the rainy season, his face is handsome and his features are cold.

"It's not that you look alike, but that your IQ, thinking, and logical abilities are very strong." Xie Si'an said, "The professor is named Sheng Yun, who has participated in the development of the Sky System at a young age and has no future. Limited. I was fortunate enough to take his class for a semester when Operation Guardian of the Sky was still in preparation. He is a very knowledgeable and humble person."

Song Qinglan said, "I haven't heard of it. Where does this professor work now?"

"He didn't work anywhere." Xie Si'an shook his head, "Because... he has committed suicide. So it is normal for you not to hear that it is all seventeen years ago for you. I heard that he was here. Skydome has made very outstanding contributions in the research and development process. I have to say that this is really a huge regret for the Skydome system."

No words were spoken during the rainy season.

Xie Si'an said: “Professor Sheng also has a son who was very young back then. He should be about the same age as you now. He is also very smart. Unfortunately, he was the first person to discover the scene of his father’s suicide. He seemed to have suffered some psychological trauma. I don't know how it is now."

During the rainy season, he said, "Is that right? That's really a pity."

During the monsoon rains, it seemed that he was not very interested in this matter. He was originally not a very curious person who liked to listen to gossip.

Somehow, Song Qinglan noticed the difference in his naturally flat expression.

The expression gave Song Qinglan an intuition. He must have heard of it during the monsoon rains, but why did he pretend to be ignorant?

"I don't know what will happen after I go back. I hope everything can be restored." Xie Si'an finished the canned food and gained some strength. "Do you still have the Sky Twelfth team now? How is their ranking?"

Song Qinglan said: "Yes, the ranking is not bad."

Xie Si'an seems to be satisfied with their successor: "Then which team is your strongest team now?"

"Before it was the third team." Song Qinglan "If luck is good enough, maybe the strongest team in the future will be the Sky Seventh team."

Xie Si'an smiled: "Good luck?"

When Song Qinglan looked up at Ji Yu, her face was serious: "The main reason is that the consultant Ji's house is reluctant to let go."

Doubts during the monsoon: "?"

Song Qinglan said: "You didn't tell me last time, he is very clingy?"

"It's them." It was clear during the rainy season, and after thinking about it, "This is indeed a very important issue."

If you really want to leave, you can only change the environment for the masters.

"them?"

How many more?

Mr. Ji’s view of feelings, so messy? Song Qinglan: "..."

The Seventh Sky Team was fully staffed, and Duan Wen loyally did not laugh when facing the suddenly smaller captain. They distributed the tools by the beard, divided into Xie Si'an and the beard, and divided them into three groups of actions.

Aurora gleamed in the sky close within reach.

During the monsoon rains, Song Qinglan and Duan Wen once again saw the phantom of the silver-white planet before they reached the Trash Mountain.

It appeared slowly, incredibly big, and the potholes on the surface of the sphere were illuminated by fluorescent light, rising from the front, making everything seem like a dream.

Duan Wen is in his thirties and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so **** romantic."

Song Qinglan pulled a simple shovel in her small hand: "Why, do you want to fall in love?"

Duan Wen looked down at Song Qinglan and sighed: "Team Song, you are now talking to me about adult topics. I think it's inappropriate."

Song Qinglan: "..."

Duan Wen also said: "Everyone in this scene wants to fall in love, think about it, bring a girl here to see the aurora, watch the super moon, no sparks should be rubbed out. Consultant Ji, don't you think? "

It is the second time to see this beautiful picture during the rainy season.

He once said that the first time he saw the same scene and countless times, it didn't make any difference to him, but he still looked up and looked at it seriously.

Huge silver-white star.

Blue and green wavy aurora.

Transparent fluorescent flower on the ground.

In the real world, such a beautiful scene is impossible to appear.

"I don't know." He raised his head during the rainy season and replied Duan Wen, "I don't like girls."

After the star disappeared completely, they had reached their destination, and all the vines had to be eradicated.

The soil was frozen very hard at low temperatures. When the shovel was dropped, the palms of the hands were numb to pry the soil. Fortunately, the roots of the vines did not grow deep. They could peel off the vines completely with enough effort.

After a while, everyone sweated.

Since Duan Wen has the best relationship with Li Chun, he is naturally not the type who talks less. When he speaks, he exhales white fog: "By the way, consultant Ji, like you...what would you like if that is different?"

As a straight man, he has been curious for a long time.

Does Gay always like Song Qinglan's type?

During the monsoon rains, thin white fingers pulled out a vine from the soil and threw it on the ground. After a while, these vines would be destroyed in a concentrated manner. He said: "Various kinds."

Song Qinglan squatted on the ground, looking small, trapped by his physical condition, he was fighting against a big vine.

Hearing this answer, Song Qinglan didn't pay attention, the vine in her hand broke and sat on her ass: "..."

Hold.

So free and easy, isn't he too conservative?

The soul of Duan Wen's gossip is undiminished: "Various? Consultant Ji, you are too unclear, like Chun'er, Chun'er likes big breasts."

Can.

This is a scumbag.

During the monsoon rains, he didn't give his assessment, but replied: "It's not unclear. It's the right person, and it's right. In fact, there is nothing specific."

Song Qinglan slandered her belly, her body lightened suddenly, and she helped him up during the rainy season: "I'll come."

Song Qinglan is still carrying her sleep, and her weapon does not leave her body. This seems to be his last stubbornness.

He said in a deep voice: "I can."

During the rainy season, he said, "Well, I know you can."

To say that, I still grabbed the vine during the monsoon rains, pulled it all the way through the soil, and quickly pulled it out.

Song Qinglan didn't even object, she just had a small face, and her face was solemn in the face of the perfunctory during the monsoon rains.

Duan Wenxun thought, he missed so many days, the relationship between these two people seems to be better?

As this small piece of vines was removed and piled up, the light on the ground disappeared, darkness and brightness faded and grew, and the ground was almost spread by a cloud of darkness at a speed almost visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, the three people's communicators made a beep, indicating that the reconnection was successful.

The subcutaneous communicator started to work, and all three of them heard intermittent noise. It should be that the communicator reconnected after removing part of the light from both sides at the same time.

"Team Song!"

"!@#￥%"

The first sound is from Tang Le, and the second is inaudible as if the audio is fast-playing.

Tang Qi, Tang Le and Xie Si'an are a group.

Tang Le: "Team Song!! My brother was accelerated!"

Tang Qi: "!#￥%……&"

Tang Le: "After removing part of the vines, the light refracted on him. He is now moving so fast that we can't see clearly, and he can't understand his speech. He is at least 5 times faster! You must pay attention!"

here we go.

Song Qinglan quickly understood this: "The more traces we eradicate, the more chaotic the time will be. We must speed up!"

Except for his smaller body, everyone at this moment subconsciously regarded him as Song Qinglan who could shoulder some difficulties in the past. Under his arrangement, everyone quickly finished processing the vines in the area, and Duan Wen poured it into the space capsule. With the collected fuel, the fire ignited these vines instantly, and in a short while they became ashes.

Everyone made an appointment to meet in the garbage mountain-there is the hardest hit area of ​​vines, and there are too many mechanical parts, and a part of it must be cleaned before the vines can be completely removed.

No one knows what will happen in the chaotic time. The three of them rushed, Song Qinglan couldn't take care of that much, her feet were worn out in her short boots and she didn't say a word.

"boom--"

The gunfire echoed on the empty ground.

All three were startled, who was shooting?

But they have reached the garbage mountain area, where the fluorescent lights are everywhere, and the communicator is once again lost.

Big beard, Zhou Mingxuan, and Li Chun had already cleaned up part of the garbage mountain and saw them coming: "Team Song! Did you hear the gunshot?"

Song Qinglan: "I heard it, not you, it must be Tang Le and the others having a problem."

Zhou Mingxuan suddenly shouted: "Look!"

A strange scene happened.

When everyone looked up, they saw that the dimness and aurora above their heads disappeared, replacing them with a blue sea.

The sea is endless, hanging upside down in the sky, and the water is clear.

It is so close that everyone can see the ripples that appear when the sea breeze passes by.

Suddenly, a beluga whale emerged from the sea, stayed on the surface for a short time, and then dived into the sea again.

When it moved, water splashed, and the cold water rained on everyone's faces.

This scene was too shocking, more spectacular than the previous silver stars.

Everyone gumbled, and at this moment they couldn't express their feelings in any language.

"A new refraction has appeared in time and space." Monsoon said, "It must be related to our destruction of part of the light."

"Then do we have to continue?" Li Chun asked, "Will it be refracted and some people have disappeared?"

You know, this kind of refraction is not visual, it may also include time and space.

In other words, the area where they are located has not only undergone a visual change at this time, but also a change in the flow rate of time. It's just that they are in it and don't know it.

Everyone went to see Song Qinglan unconsciously.

Song Qinglan's childish face was firm, and she frowned and uttered a command: "Continue."

With an order, no one paid attention to the shot.

They knew that, just like the last [Ouroboros] mission, they would be able to recover everything as long as they were completed-both missions were surprisingly similar. They had to keep moving forward and forward without turning back the arrow.

During the rainy season, he raised his head and said something to the beard.

The beard tapped his left chest with one hand, shouted angrily, and then overturned a piece of space station scrap with a "clang" in front of everyone.

Although he was injured, he couldn't take care of that much at this time. Enduring the pain he was as powerful as an ox, and he was like a walking excavator.

Everyone continued to act immediately, and six people quickly collected one-fifth of the vines in the garbage mountain and destroyed them.

"Boom boom!"

With a few intensive gunshots, Zhou Mingxuan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he pulled it past the monsoon rain.

The bullet set off a trajectory of air in the air.

One, two, three, four, a total of four, they appeared at a very slow speed, and then slowly passed through the mechanical board in front, splashed sparks, and then fell to the ground.

Everyone immediately realized that the time flow in their area had slowed down!

They looked back.

I saw seven or eight unfamiliar faces in the darkness outside the sea area. They were wearing clothes from an unknown age, and they were clearly traversers from different ages.

It must be that after everyone cleared the area of ​​special light, those refracted spaces were gone, and these people were released from the refracted spaces, but why did they shoot at strangers?

"boom!"

Another bullet penetrated this area.

It starts in a space with a normal flow rate, penetrates into an area that is countless times slower, and is destined to never hit the target.

Zhou Mingxuan raised the laser gun and fired a shot. Unexpectedly, their movements could also be recognized by the opponent. The opponent recognized the track early and escaped easily.

Yes, no one can hit anyone.

The group of people rushed into the area abruptly.

Li Chun: "My day, do these people have to kill us?"

At this moment, a new pile of vines was burned to ashes.

In an instant, the drooping sea disappeared, replaced by snow mountains that suddenly rose from the side.

The mountain peaks are sharp and angular, and the tallest peak bursts out, just in time for the group of people rushing in to fly into an invisible place.

Hearing those screams, everyone in the col: "..."

Is this called self-inflicted iniquity?

Song Qinglan found a fish that slipped through the net, and the person who had just rushed in was lying on the ground, covered in blood.

He walked over, raised his own sleep with his thin arms, and pressed his forehead against the opponent's forehead: "What do you want to do?"

The other party was seriously injured, and before he died, he said in accented English: "Capsule cabin..."

He didn't finish his words, his head tilted, his eyes opened and he died.

Capsule cabin?

The snow is cold, the wind is howling, and snowflakes fall on everyone's shoulders from time to time.

This person's words have no head and no tail. They didn't have time to think about it, so they had to clean up the vines at double speed.

Faced with a huge satellite part, everyone was worried. It was piled with a bunch of machinery. I don’t know if there are fluorescent flowers underneath. But who can move this giant?

Song Qinglan had already taken off the cotton-padded clothes wrapped outside, and stood alone in front of the satellite: "I can crawl into the gap."

Zhou Mingxuan: "Team Song!"

Everyone looked at him, with the illusion of bullying the child.

Song Qinglan took off her short boots, revealing the torn skin of her instep, not caring: "Stop talking nonsense, who am I not going to go to?"

After speaking, he threw aside the scrap-like hatch and crawled into the gap just like that.

Even if you are worried, you can only continue to work hard.

During the monsoon rain, the palm was cut with bleeding marks from mechanical parts, and from time to time he raised his head to look at the place Song Qinglan got in.

He also took off his cotton-padded clothes, except for a thin layer of sweat. When he looked up for the third time, he finally saw Song Qinglan's figure emerge.

There are a lot of vines wrapped around this man, his small face is black and stern, as if he has just dug coal, only a pair of eyebrows show a few centuries of heroism.

Duan Wen was one step ahead of the monsoon rain and pulled the team leader out.

Song Qinglan let him clean up: "I hope there is nothing else to sew... Hey, don't, lighten up, I'm **** young!!"

Duan Wen repeatedly agreed: "I know, I know."

During the rainy season: "..."

The bearded man picked up all the newly cleaned vines, and the fluorescent flowers made him look like a giant Christmas tree.

He set the new pile on fire.

The surroundings suddenly went dark, in the dimness, I don’t know who was asking: “This is only the last wave, why haven’t Tang Le come here yet?”

The voice just fell.

A dozen skeletons appeared not far from the trash mountain where there was still a small circle of light left.

No, to be precise, it was a dozen humanoid skeletons walking towards them.

Their flesh and blood are growing rapidly, from organs, to muscles, to skin, hair, and eyes, gradually turning into a living human appearance...They are human beings that are being resurrected.

Among them, three resurrected young men were wearing black combat uniforms with a 12 mark on their chests. They were seniors of the Sky Twelfth Team.

When the monsoon rains, I know that the refraction of the rain forest disappears, and these people all come from the rain forest.

The vines lit by the beard burned out.

The snow-capped mountains on the side disappeared suddenly, and this small area was once again reflected out of the city scene.

Front, back, left and right, except for the soil and garbage under your feet, here form a full range of mirror projections.

For a while, everyone seemed to have entered a kaleidoscope.

"Rumble—"

After the thunder, lightning flashed in the mirror image of the unmanned city, and heavy rain poured down.

Everyone was soaked.

The beard suddenly yelled: "Mogulakanda is poor and Qi Muhe!!"

Among those people, the bearded teammate is back.

People from PU-18 cried.

The three seniors of the Twelfth Sky Team came over, and the leader asked, "Are you from the Sky?"

Another human said: "Why are there children?"

Song Qinglan: "..."

Thunder bursts.

"right."

During the monsoon rain, the whole body kept sliding down the rain, and the black hair was combed back, revealing the smooth forehead.

He didn't explain much, but said, "We are here to save you."

When they met in different worlds, the other party didn't know how long he had lived in the rainforest before he died. After the resurrection, he couldn't believe anyone.

Everyone has increased their vigilance, and those who fired at them just now are good examples. But they also came from the sky, and they didn't want to kill each other.

When I remembered something during the rainy season, I took out the compass I found in the rainforest: "I found this on you, now it belongs to the original owner."

The leader took it, looked at it, and handed it to his teammate. The teammate confirmed: "Team Qi, this is Xie Si'an!"

The rain fell along the jaw line of the Qi team, and his eyes were cold: "Where is that traitor...?"

At this time, amidst the thunder, someone was yelling: "Team Song!!"

Everyone turned back.

I saw Tang Le walking over with Xie Si'an, and the **** person on his back was Tang Qi who was in a coma.

Along with them, there are also twenty or thirty strange faces, all of them are traversers released from different refraction points. They are dressed in different uniforms with different faces.

Xie Si'an was pale with blood on his forehead.

Seeing these teammates coming alive, Xie Si'an looked like a ghost in the heavy rain, and his affinity no longer existed.

This crack inadvertently became a gathering point for the traversers.

Tang Le held Xie Si'an in front of everyone, then kicked him to the ground: "This grandson, yin us, he didn't even want to repair this crack!"

Li Chun and Zhou Mingxuan took Tang Qi from his back.

Squatting down during the monsoon rain, I saw that Tang Qi was still refracted by the time that accelerated the flow, so fast that he couldn't even see the trembling of his eyelids and the frequency of breathing.

Xie Si'an lay on the ground and smiled.

The smile was weird and a bit crazy. As soon as he got up, he was pressed against his forehead by something hard and cold.

His captain, Team Qi, was looking at him condescendingly.

Xie Si'an is not afraid to respond: "Do you think that you will succeed in eradicating this last wave of fluorescent flowers? I tell you that you will not succeed. I will raise the last one well. If you want to know where it is , Let that bearded man use the capsule to exchange with me."

Capsule cabin?

Song Qinglan narrowed his eyes. He seemed to understand where the person who shot them just now came from.

This Xie Si'an...scheme cannot be underestimated.

Stand up during the rainy season and asked coldly: "What capsule?"

"Counselor Ji, you are so smart, and you can communicate with the beard without barriers." Xie Si'an said, "Why, none of your good friends told you, is there a good capsule hidden in the space capsule?"