Mist

[1451.11.2223:35:47]

Ningcheng.

Outside the Venus Bar.

Drunk people clamored and walked out the back door of the bar. In the light and shadow of the neon lights, someone noticed a man leaning at the door.

The man is smoking a cigarette, wearing an outdated windbreaker, looking like he didn't know where he came from. But the other party is simply a natural clothes hanger. The proud height and the almost perfect body proportion make this kind of clothes wear a different temperament on him, and he has been raised several grades abruptly.

It is a pity that looking up along his body, his face is hidden in the shadow, making it difficult to see.

Meeting such a man here, even if he can't see his face clearly, is enough for the daring person to come forward and strike up a conversation.

"Handsome guy." The young boy with dyed chestnut hair walked over, his trousers slack across his waist, revealing his thin hip bones, "Ask you?"

The red star flashed between the man's slender fingers.

A ring of smoke came out of his mouth.

"No appointment."

The voice of the other party is also easy to hear, it is not too heavy, but has a taste of mid-bass, and the resonance effect when speaking is tickling.

The young boy was very bold, got closer, and hooked his finger on the other's belt provocatively: "Don't be so cold, let's go and play together. It's better than you smoke a cigarette here alone."

The hand loosened the belt, but did not leave.

He continued down like a snake, and was about to make the next move deliberately, when he was suddenly pinched by his wrist.

The young boy was caught off guard by a sharp pain and yelled.

"No appointment."

The man said again, his voice was bitterly cold, and he said mercilessly: "Get out of the way."

The young boy was thrown away.

In this way, the man's face hidden in the shadow was also exposed.

It was a very ordinary face, the eyebrows were not thick and stylish enough, the nose was not stiff enough, and even the lips were extremely plain. Except for a pair of eyes that were quite deep, it was unclearly embarrassing. I couldn't help being disappointed, this ordinary face did not match this coveted figure, it was a waste of the Creator's work.

The young boy had a strong self-esteem. He was about to have an attack after being rejected. He lost interest in seeing this look, and cursed away with his pinched wrist.

Venus is a **** family in Ningcheng. The name sounds very gaudy, but it is actually a rare clean night scene.

The man showed a look of disgust, and after driving away a fly, it made him feel that this place was misty.

He pinched out the cigarette **** in his hand and flicked it easily into the trash can with his fingers.

Today he didn't wait for anyone who wanted to wait.

Maybe that person won't come today.

He got up to leave, put his hands in the pockets of the trench coat and entered an alley.

The night in Ningcheng's early winter was very cold, and the night wind was like a knife.

The man walked through Ningcheng's never-ending night, walked through alleys after alleys, walked through the bustling business district of Ningcheng, walked over the flyovers between high-rise buildings, and walked through the bustling and hustle and bustle of this school.

He lives in a cheap hotel.

You only need to do a little simple, humble job, and you can pay the rent without causing any impact.

The area where the hotel is located is dark and poor. There are small vendors who wake up early and greedy the dark, young people living in the basement and working hard, and there are gangsters or prostitutes who are not doing business. He doesn't fit in here, but it blends wonderfully.

He listened to the murmur of laughter in the next room, opened the door, and touched the switch on the damp wall.

"Snapped."

The moment the dim light came on, he suddenly squinted his eyes.

There is one more person in the room.

The visitor wore glasses and a white shirt, and was less than forty years old. Just entering middle age, the visitor looks still young, with a somewhat familiar bookish air on his body, but it is completely different from the coldness.

"Professor Sheng." He said coldly.

"Team Song." Sheng Yun's eyebrows have shallow wrinkles, "You can't find them."

They had already seen it in the Rubik's Cube mission, and it was very simple for Sheng Yun to fully understand his identity.

But Song Qinglan uses simulated faces, which can simulate different facial features, which is not convenient for Sheng Yun to search him.

"As a witness of time from the future, I believe you must have recited the three laws of the sky: never change the past, never talk about the present, never obsessed with the future." Sheng Yun said, "Strictly speaking, you are not a violation. These three, because you are obsessed with the past."

Song Qinglan raised her hand and touched it behind her ear, closing the simulated face.

His originally heroic and handsome facial features were revealed, facing Sheng Yun with his original face, and he made no secret of his indifference towards Sheng Yun.

Sheng Yun didn't mind this dissatisfaction. Instead, he said: "The inspectors in 1456 haven't discovered that you are missing for the time being, but you travel frequently, even if you turn off the communicator, you will inevitably leave traces. They found you sooner or later. "

"You are also very adventurous when you come to me." Song Qinglan disdain, "Are you not afraid of being discovered by the inspector and giving up all your previous efforts?"

"Don't be afraid." Sheng Yun said, "Since you and Sheng Han will come to me, it means that in your time and space, I have not left any clues. You will only go back to know the truth the day you go back, so I am safe."

As a father, Sheng Yun seemed too ruthless in saying these words.

As an elder, he is still young at this time, without authority.

However, Xie Si'an, the traitor of the Sky Twelfth Team, is right. Although Sheng Yun does not look like Monsoon, the temperament of the two of them is very similar to the conversation during analysis, and they are both calm and calm. The type of people who are afraid is worthy of being father and son.

Song Qinglan gritted her teeth.

Just perceiving such a tiny point is enough to make his heart be stirred with blood.

His state is not right these days, he knows it himself.

If you can't close your eyes all night and all night, you will wake up from your hands full of blood when you fall asleep a little bit. He is like an addict who bites the bones of a hundred ants. He only has to jump one after another to see what he once had in time during the monsoon rains, and the desire to burn his body will fade slightly.

Just watching, nothing can be done.

Nothing can be done.

He didn't know if this continued, he would lose his mind and rush out desperately to let him know him during the rainy season.

Know him three or five years in advance.

They will advance everything that has happened in time, regardless of the stability of time and space, the paradox of his grandfather, and the circle of fate.

He didn't want to care about it at all.

Be a defector.

When taking away the monsoon rain before the incident, the two fled to another time and space together before he returned to the original time and space.

Song Qinglan had this idea more than once.

In the face of Sheng Yun's arrival, Song Qinglan could hardly not refrain from angering this elder who had long been "dead", but the calm and self-assured tone of the other party made him feel incredible, and his anger towards Sheng Yun made him disrespect Sheng Yun.

Song Qinglan sneered: "You are indeed safe. You can turn around and leave when you see him being killed by mistake."

Speaking of this, Song Qinglan’s eyes suddenly turned red, her eyes full of anger, “I don’t care about your so-called balance, and no matter how much sacrifice you have made for this world. Maybe you are indeed a great man in a certain sense, but you are completely He has not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, and he is not worthy of keeping your death in his heart for seventeen years!"

He was lost at the age of eight.

Hypermemory, cognitive impairment.

No one spent his childhood like this.

Sheng Yun was stunned, but he didn't justify a word.

He took off his glasses and pressed his eyebrows with extreme fatigue. Although he was still young, he had gray hair in his hair.

"I originally thought that you might be good friends." Sheng Yun murmured, "That's why he will take you back on such an important day. Now it seems that this is not the case... Your relationship is far from it. I thought it was."

"That's right," Song Qinglan directly declared possession, "he is mine."

Sheng Yun was not surprised.

He traced back the traces of the Song captain in time and space, and the other party's manifestations are enough to explain any problems.

As an unfathomable scholar, a scientist who has seen the big picture, Sheng Yun's understanding of time and space and the world may be more than the world's imagination, perhaps even wider than the monsoon season.

Except for the moment when he was mistakenly killed during the monsoon rains, Sheng Yun did not show any gaffes.

Even now that he has witnessed his death and has no choice but to travel incognito in all time and space, his shirt is not wrinkled and clean.

Song Qinglan: "Why, do you still have to care about his sexual orientation?"

Sheng Yun shook his head: "No, I'm very happy. In the future I can't see, someone will love him like this."

In fact, the two people have spent only a handful of time together after confirming the relationship.

Song Qinglan's throat tightened.

Sheng Yun put on his glasses again and asked, "So, what step will you do for him?"

Song Qinglan did not answer immediately.

Because he keenly grasped the deep meaning in Sheng Yun's tone, subconsciously clenched his fists: "What do you mean?"

Sheng Yun said: "Or, are you willing to sacrifice for him, even if it is your life?"

"You know too little about us, we may not have experienced less than you." Song Qinglan replied from the gap between her teeth, "As long as this ending can be changed, I can die for him 1,000 times."

The arrogance and determination in the young man's tone made Sheng Yun stunned.

Not long ago, he once had such courage, although not for love, he was also full of enthusiasm.

The transition of time and space will make people forget the importance of time and ignore everything that they originally had around him. He hasn't felt this way for a long time.

After a brief shock, Sheng Yun said "very good", then returned to the dirty table in the hotel and opened the transparent panel he had brought.

Song Qinglan stood still, just watching him closely.

"For me, several years have passed since that day." Sheng Yun said while typing on the keyboard, "In addition to looking for you over the years, I have also achieved some results."

Song Qinglan looked slightly surprised.

He knew that Sheng Yun was talking about the "Sky Dome in the sense of all times", which was later the mother system of Sky Dome.

The interface flashes.

The symbol of the sky dome appears in the holographic projection projected by the transparent panel.

Immediately afterwards, a mechanical female voice rang: "Hello, Sheng Yun, welcome to use Skydome. It is detected that your current time coordinate is November 22, 1451, which is more than 12 years from your end point. The current coordinate time and space The number of fluctuations is 7, and there are 7 transition activities in total being interacted..."

Her voice made Song Qinglan feel familiar. She was reporting the starting coordinates and destination coordinates of the 7 jumps. It was accurate and exhaustive, and she actually monitored the trajectories of all the sky branches in the world at this point in time.

This is the embryonic form of "the sky in the sense of all ages".

Song Qinglan did not expect that Sheng Yun would be able to develop to this level in such a short period of time.

"It's not for me alone."

As if guessing what Song Qinglan was thinking, Sheng Yun said, “In addition to me, there are still many people like me who are working hard for this in Time and Space. Some of them are paying thousands of times more than me. For example, you are here. The one I've seen in the Rubik's Cube."

Song Qinglan suddenly thought of the fat middle-aged man who appeared with Sheng Yun in the Rubik's Cube, and also thought of the crazy, deadly R&D team in the rumors.

In other words, maybe they are not what the outside world guessed, but everyone used a different way of getting out, hiding in an undetected time and space and working silently.

Seeing Song Qinglan's expression change, she clearly understood everything, and Sheng Yun nodded to him.

"We got more results than that."

Sheng Yun re-entered a piece of code.

Then, another softer and more humane female voice appeared.

"Welcome, Song Qinglan, you are welcome to connect to the sky and I am very happy to meet you again. It has been detected that you have performed and completed 13 A-level tasks, 21 B-level tasks, 2 super S-level tasks, and 1 S-level task. Current rating: over one star. Your reward has been cleared. Do you need to perform more tasks to get more rewards?"

Song Qinglan was really shocked this time.

Time, time and space, what kind of existence he was, for the first time, he felt like being in it as a mess, and he deeply realized its terrible and insignificance.

"When the prototype was first made, the complete body of the Celestial Vault System appeared and replaced it." Sheng Yun said, "We are like... only one seed is planted, and it's not knowing how far away it is. The future will grow into a sky-shaking tree, and it will already control all time and space when the seed appears. Perhaps this is the original meaning of the'sky in the sense of all times'."

All ages cannot exist at the same time.

It can exist in all ages at the same time.

Song Qinglan folded her arms: "Can its appearance change this?"

Sheng Yun shook his head: "What happened to Sheng Han in 1439 is history and cannot be changed. But in 1456 when you come, he is still in a state of transition for that time and space, and his death is not the final outcome. ."

Song Qinglan slowly put down her hand.

"Time is a line. As long as your original line remains the same, there is the possibility of unlimited development, which means that you can choose to return to 1456 from another point in time." Sheng Yun said, "Thank you for being obsessed with the past. Did not immediately return to the original time and space in 1456 to allow this event to be carried out."

When Sheng Yun was not in the monsoon, his analysis of things was far less clear than in the monsoon.

This is like explaining 1+1=2 to him. It's too simple, but it's brief.

But Song Qinglan soon thought of something and asked: "What you mean, our original timeline remains the same, and the established fact that we went back to the past also remains the same, but returns to the original from another point in time. timeline?"

Thinking in the opposite direction, that is-travel back from the future.

And they happened to have been to the future in 1470! !

The sky female said: "I will capture you during your transition in 1456, take you to 1470, and overlap the current point in time with that point in time."

Song Qinglan suddenly understood: "Did this form a time anchor?"

The anchor point was the third second they were hijacked.

It is equivalent to them being in a huge time anchor and never leaving. They will randomly overlap with themselves in a certain cycle of the Ouroboros mission and respawn together at the starting point.

"It can be understood so." Tianqiong said, "to be precise, it belongs to you and the time anchor of the monsoon."

"The Ouroboros mission in 1470 is both the future and the history for you. What you need to pay attention to is the paradox arising from the new overlap of time and space. Try not to affect the existing history while maintaining the final result. Mission. After completion, you will return from 1470 to 1456, and the time coordinate will be after you redeem your mission rewards."

In other words, they return to their original time and space time coordinates, and they will come after 1439 when he accompanies the monsoon rains.

In this way, the timeline remains the same, and the history remains intact.

What happened to them in 1439 is nothing more than a past that repeats itself in the anchor of time.

In addition to a small time anchor, a larger time anchor belonged only to the two of them.

It must be very difficult to understand the meaning of this passage.

Sheng Yun's logical thinking is more meticulous than it was during the monsoon rains. Since he can get along with the perfect golden cicada, he can also come up with a perfect resurrection from the dead.

"I just asked if you were willing to sacrifice for him." Sheng Yun faced Song Qinglan, "because of the trigger condition of the time anchor."

With that said, Sheng Yun took out a pistol.

Silver-white compact pistol, imitating PPK style, named Diamond Bird.

The preferences of father and son are so similar.

Song Qinglan took it, and the heavy, cold spear body was nestled in his hand, reminding him of the palm that was gradually cooling in his arms.

The trigger condition of the time anchor: all the members die.

And this is his time anchor with the monsoon, and what he needs to do is self-evident.

"Why did you do this?"

Song Qinglan asked in a deep voice.

Sheng Yun knew that Song Qinglan asked about this "sky in the sense of all times".

The gentle female voice of the sky: "I have reminded you that after more than 170 million calculations, your team's winning rate is higher than the average of all time-space guardian teams. I hope you can lead your team members to perform more tasks. You need you to maintain stability in time and space."

Song Qinglan grinned silently, wondering whether the smile was ironic: "So how many tasks are the conditions?"

Sky Qiong: "Next, I have prepared 3 super S-level missions and 1 A-level mission for you and your team."

"My team." Song Qinglan said, "I didn't **** promise you for them. Don't blame me for breaking my promise then."

The sky was silent, without refuting it, maybe it already knew the result.

This feeling of opening makes people very uncomfortable.

The energy bullet in the gun is still full.

The scholar Song Qinglan looked like it was during the monsoon rains, pulling the safety latch, and suddenly silent for several seconds. He put away all his expressions, and asked the last esoteric question: "So, could it be because of this time that you originally hijacked the Seventh Sky Team?"

The cause and effect of things, which one comes first?

Was the original hijacking first before everything that happened later, or did the parent system hijack the entire squad by the way because of everything that happened later?

Perhaps what was not seen during the monsoon was this larger circle.

They are in it, and the ants generally run around in the sand table.

"I can't answer your question." Tianqiong said, "The development of time is going on at the same time with me, regardless of cause and effect, before and after."

Song Qinglan put the gun to the heart.

The answer is not important to him.

Sheng Yun, Inspector, 1439.

It's all history.

In any case, he will return to square one.

Before pulling the trigger, he heard the dome of the sky: "You have triggered a branch task, which exceeds the original task conditions. Name the task for you: [Overload]."