Boundary Convention

People a long time ago regarded a person's long-distance travel as a kind of self-exile. In the literary novels before the Great Flood, the protagonist can always get reflection or epiphany during his travels alone.

The speed of the wasteland was much slower than planned. If he had followed the original plan, he would only need a little more than a day to reach his destination, but he didn't fly far from the starting point, and found that he couldn't rely entirely on flying. Go to New Milan.

Mo You gave him too little fuel. The speed of this motorcycle is indeed very fast, but it is not designed for long-distance flight. According to the calculations of the wasteland, if he flies at full speed, it will probably not be a day, less than a day. He will fall from the sky. Huang Yuan thought, he should ask more about everything, especially when dealing with people like Mo You.

Now, he has two options, one is to return, and then choose other means of transportation. The second is to rely on the amphibious ability of this motorcycle, land on the sea, and drive for a while. If he is lucky enough and does not encounter an outrageous headwind, then he can reach New Milan before the fuel is exhausted.

Wasteland chose the latter.

He slowly lowered the flying height, and finally landed steadily on the turbulent blue waves of the sea. When in the center of the ocean, people have a better understanding of the vastness of the ocean.

This kind of vastness cannot be experienced on land, even in the desert, or grassland, or wasteland. It is a frightening vastness, the edge that can only be seen in the distance in the distance, will be covered by the waves blown by a gust of wind in an instant, just float on the top of the waves, and then will be pushed to the bottom of the waves lowest point.

When he first landed on the sea, the wasteland tried his best to keep calm so that he could face unexpected situations, but the sky was getting late and the bright starry sky was coming as expected.

Wasteland was lying on the rudder of the motorcycle. At this time, the wave lifted him to the highest point, and he had already forgotten the potential danger and fear of the sea. .

He knew what the starry sky looked like, but he had never been this close to it.

"What a nice view."

He murmured, compared with the synthetic images and the starry sky in various documentaries in the library, the unbeautified spots on the night in front of him at this moment are the real ones.

Suddenly, the wasteland felt a sense of confusion.

In addition to fear, people who sail at sea need to face confusion, confusion without direction, confusion without meaning, and now he clearly feels this confusion.

The wasteland doesn't know whether the starry sky he sees now is the same as the starry sky seen by ancient humans who drifted and migrated tens of thousands of years ago. If they are the same, did the ancients have the same feeling as him when looking at the starry sky? confused?

'If you don't know the direction of the sail, you can't ride the winds. '

This is a proverb from long ago.

If there is no direction, no amount of assistance is meaningful.

The wasteland now has a direction, but it has no direction.

He knew what he was going to do, but he wasn't sure if he should do it, and what to do after he did it?

He clearly remembered that he had made up his mind when he set off, but now, after thinking about it, he found that his determination was only at the 'now' stage.

At this time, a wave of waves hit, and the salt water stung Huang Yuan's eyes, he rubbed them subconsciously, and when he opened them again, his vision became extremely blurred, and the starry sky in front of him seemed to become layers of layers fog.

"Jacob, or call him Mo Hesheng, can he also feel this pain when he looks at the starry sky?"

What kind of awareness does a person have to have the courage to muster up the courage to go his own way? And how important is this goal, so that a person who loves his dream can destroy his dream?

Undoubtedly, Mo Hesheng knew far more than Huangyuan knew. During the few seconds of connecting with him, Huangyuan felt the huge mystery behind the incident. This is also the reason why he is willing to take the risk of stepping into a trap to talk to Mo Hesheng.

At this moment, the wilderness suddenly felt the noise of the ocean rushing. People may be able to feel tranquility at night on land, but there is no tranquility on the ocean. The endless rhythm of the sea water and the endless collision of waves form a rhythmic noise. But at this time the rhyme suddenly changed.

"got windy."

Moreover, the wind was very strong, and the waves began to intertwine in a chaotic manner, and the favorable wind just now turned into a headwind.

Yuan Yuan subconsciously hugged the motorcycle tightly so that he would not get bumped off the small mount. Yuan Yuan had to take off immediately. He fumbled for the buttons on the dashboard, and finally released the amphibious mode. He was about to take off, but he was almost The child was blown into the sea by the strong wind. He was spinning in the air, bouncing like a deflated balloon, and was finally caught by eight-meter-high waves on the sea.

The wilderness felt his head go black and fell into the water, but he was immediately awakened by the salty taste pouring into his mouth from his nose and nose. He thumped and struggled to swim to the surface of the sea. On the way, he saw his motorcycle fall heavily , the light of the instrument panel was slowly swallowed in the depths of the seabed. He wanted to swim down to pick it up, but he had no energy left in the turbulent current, so he could only be carried by the water and swim up to the sea surface.

The wilderness's mind was thrown into a mess by the impact, and his vision became blurred and confused. Suddenly, he vaguely saw something white on the dark sea in mid-air. A little white light flickered on and off. The surface of the sea was very dazzling, so after falling into the water, he swam towards the direction just now based on his feeling, and was pushed away halfway, and was thrown away countless times by the waves, but he Did not give up.

Finally he reached the white object floating in the sea, he hugged it tightly, and then, his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

When the wasteland woke up, the noise of the ocean was much more harmonious in the ear, and even the chirping of waterfowl could be heard.

He tried to move his fingers—that was the only part of his body that was still moving, and then tried to let go of his hand holding the floating object, but found that in order to hold the floating object tightly, his hand was Unconsciously, it has been deeply embedded in the edge of the floating object, leaving a deep and long hole in his hand. He had been soaking in the water for too long, so he didn't notice it, so when his hand was removed from the edge of the floating object, a large amount of blood flowed out, and then settled in the sea. Only then did he discover that the floating object was actually the shell of the motorcycle that sank into the sea.

The wilderness is not clear enough at this time, but what happened in front of him still makes him a little panicked. The horrific wound on his hand may attract some predators that hunt by smell.

His heart beat faster, his head was dizzy, and he looked around, for fear that a triangular fish fin would rise from the sea.

The wilderness sighed, feeling extremely terrified.

This feeling is very strange, he has never felt such a feeling in the previous life and death juncture.

If I die, I will die. Anyway, I will try my best not to die.

Before this, he had crossed obstacles with Mo Xiao with this mentality, so he was able to get out of the countless desperate situations that could frighten people's feet limp. There was no particular sense of panic at all. He has always felt that he is not afraid of death, he just doesn't like death, and living is purely a physiological instinct.

But now, for some reason, he has a feeling of 'not wanting to die', this feeling has never been so strong, so strong that he is willing to do anything to save his little life, why is this? Is it simply because he doesn't want to die alone? Or is there another reason?

"Oh, oh, I can meet acquaintances here."

A sudden sentence dispelled all his unrealistic survival plans.

Huangyuan twisted his neck with the last of his strength, looked around, but couldn't find the source of the sound.

He must be hallucinating, he thought, but suddenly found himself out of the water.

Someone picked him up from behind, but because his whole body was numb now, he didn't feel anything.

Then he was thrown on the hard deck.

It's time to rest, he thought, and closed his eyes. Even though he had just woken up not long ago, the high pressure for just tens of minutes still made him suffer from excessive fatigue.

"Don't you even thank me?"

Those were the last words he heard before he fell asleep.

His mouth twitched, but he still couldn't say a word of thanks.

The wasteland is dreaming.

The things in the dream are both familiar and strange.

It is the ruins of the city, the ruins of the absurd, and the end of history.

It is a world without color.

It was the dream he hadn't had for a long time, the dream he often had in the library.

There was Gherardini in the dream, and there was another person.

He used to always think that that person was himself, and this dream was just an image, but now it seemed that this dream was reality, something that was about to happen. Because, that is part of Jacob's memory, in Jacob's link, the wasteland has glimpsed this scene in the tip of the iceberg of that huge memory.

Huang Yuan suddenly woke up, the other person in the dream was not himself, but Mo Hesheng.

It is also the encounter between Mo Hesheng and Gherardini in the future that will bring about everything now.

"If this is the starting point of the story, then...then it was Gherardini who manipulated all this?" Wasteland said to himself.

So he sat up suddenly, looked around subconsciously, and found a tall figure sitting on a bench on both sides of the ship, reading a booklet.

And as if he had noticed Huang Yuan's gaze, that person suddenly closed the booklet in his hand and gave him the same gaze.

"you you!"

"Yo, I'm Ingolf, long time no see. Sleep well?"

"Why did you sleep comfortably...Where did my clothes go?"

"Your clothes? There they are."

Ingolf pointed upwards, so the wasteland looked up along Ingolf's finger, and saw his clothes drying on a mast, blowing with the wind, they were connected in a string, in such a situation The following is actually a bit strangely funny.

"The sun is so big and the wind is blowing. I guess it should be dry soon. Go get it yourself. It's just that it has been soaked in so much sea water, and there should be a little salt on it."

With that said, Ingolf paused.

"Oh, yes, there is one more thing."

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, then skillfully turned on the camera, and pressed the shutter on the wasteland.

Huang Yuan didn't panic too much. After the last confrontation, he was no longer surprised by the strange behavior of the man in front of him, and he didn't have the energy to shout anymore.

"Do you have this hobby?"

"What are you thinking? I just suddenly thought that this might be used as a bargaining chip in a deal with Mo Xiao in the future."

"Hey... okay."

Wilderness shook his head.

"Did you save me?"

"What do you say?"

"Why did you come to sea?"

As the wasteland said, he looked around by the way.

"Still using such a primitive thing."

What Ingolf and the wasteland are taking now is a long boat, the hull is not high, and it seems that it can only accommodate a dozen people. On both sides of the ship, there are several oars fixed on the side of the ship, parallel to the seats fixed on the side of the ship. This ancient ship was vaguely mentioned in the ship design class in the library.

"You have so many questions."

Ingleff shrugged and took out a small knife from his pocket, only then did Moor notice that on his trouser leg was a small wooden dish containing a small piece of what looked like fish. kind. The man peeled off a small piece of meat with a knife and put it in his mouth, contracting the muscles of his cheeks with an intoxicated expression, as if he was sucking some kind of agar.

"Mmm, delicious."

After a while, he shook his head like a dog shaking water, like a drunkard who just took a sip.

Seeing Ingolf's eating like a gourmet documentary, Huangyuan felt hungry all of a sudden, and his stomach made a sound for him. Ingleff unhurriedly cut another slice from the plate, and handed it to the wasteland with a knife.

"Have a bite?"

The thin fish flesh shines like a jewel in the sun.

Huang Yuan swallowed, reached out and took the piece of fish, and stuffed it into his mouth without thinking. He really needed food to replenish his strength, but he was too anxious to notice that Ingolf, who was sitting in front of him, was about to laugh when he put the meat in his mouth.

The fish had just been imported, he chewed it twice, and was about to be whole, but suddenly felt something was wrong, what came out of the fish was not the fresh smell of ordinary sea fish, but it was not a fishy smell, but a kind of nostalgic smell. The smell of reassurance - the smell of ammonia, or more simply - the smell of toilets.

Wilderness convulsed for a moment, and was about to vomit, but held back, and blocked a puff of breath in his throat.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, it's shark meat."

No wonder, Huang Yuan's brain froze for a moment. Because shark meat is excreted through the skin, the meat itself has a urine smell. Ingleff was a little surprised when he saw that Huangyuan didn't act as he expected. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, you're the most handsome boy I've ever seen. No wonder Mo Xiao likes you so much."

The wilderness didn't seem to care about his banter. He waited for a few seconds, and after the nausea completely disappeared, he got up from the ground and sat across from Ingolf.

"Then, let's stop here for the pleasantries, and then you can tell me why you are floating alone in the sea like a drowned ghost, Mo Xiao."

"She's not with me, she's gone to Dyson Bay... and I'm going to New Milan."

"Coincidentally, I just escaped from New Milan."

"Escape...? Why?"

"Something happened, very tricky thing."

Having said that, Ingolf's face darkened.

"Everything is over. Although the big man above is still pretending to be in control of the situation, everything is over, it's over."

Saying this, he stood up and spread his hands, repeating.

"It's all over. If I'm not mistaken, Mo You did it. I've never been afraid of anyone in my life, except Mo You."

"By the big man you're talking about, do you mean Jacob? Do you know his plan?"

"That's right. Although it's unbelievable, what kind of time travel, technology planning, messy, but it's useless."

Having said that, Ingleff sat down again, as if all the strength in his body had suddenly disappeared, and he slumped on the chair behind him.

"I thought, or wait at sea until the end of the world."

he continued.

"I don't know where to go anyway."

"Aren't you going to meet your family?"

"I don't have any family anymore, I can't remember if I did, I was kidnapped to GST from a very young age by the professor."

"I have no family either."

"Then we're all orphans."

Ingleff said what he thought he was joking, but still had a mournful face, which made him look even more pathetic.

"Let me ask you a question, if you knew it was going to be the end of the world soon, what would you do? To stay with your family?" Ingleff asked.

"No, I will find a way to prevent the end of the world."

"Stop? Rely on what? Your synaesthesia?" Ingleff opened his arms to him, and the instinctive banter was fully revealed.

"If you don't know what to rely on, then go find it, and I used to be a killer." Huang Yuan said without thinking.

Hearing this word, Ingolf froze for a moment, frowned, and inadvertently restrained his bad attitude just now.

He withdrew his arms, rubbed his chin with his hands and thought for a while, still making a faint hissing sound from his mouth. After a pause of a second or two, he said:

"Ah, Killer, that... superpower team made up of patients with decomposition syndrome? Let's just say that."

"Decomposition syndrome? Superpower? What do you mean?" Mo Yuan was a little surprised by Ingolf's words.

"Probably, four or five years ago, when the disintegration disease just broke out, some so-called 'high-dimensional people' were born, that is, guys with special abilities."

"Where does this team belong to? GST? Or the coalition government?"

"Something I just found out too, so that's why I ran to sea in a hurry."

"It turns out that you are also afraid of being hunted down by others..."

The white-skinned man raised his legs as he spoke.

"You know a lot of things, don't you? Let's recall it yourself."

"The Red Queen... Do you know the Red Queen? And... High-dimensional assistance." At this time, Huang Yuan recalled the professor's diary and video materials found in Church Hill

"You, you know about the tragedy in Iceland, right? I can tell you responsibly that the murderer is not the professor, but someone else."

Having said this, Ingolf put away his legs, leaned forward from the chair, and put his head in front of the wasteland.

"Could it be that?"

"Energy Economist - Lana Ginsberg," he lowered his voice, as if to say another unnamed name.

"Mo Xiao's biological mother is also the leader of the Red Queen."

"I've already filtered out the whole thing..." Huang Yuan lowered his head and whispered.

"Humans are so simple when facing advanced civilizations, right, Wasteland?" Ingleff patted Wasteland on the shoulder.

"Can I ask you two things?"

"What's up?"

"Tell me everything you know about Jacob's plan, maybe there will be some turning points in it, and then, take me to New Milan."

"New Milan is very chaotic now. Even I can't guarantee that I will get out of it unscathed. If you... go there, you will definitely die."

"It doesn't matter."

Huang Yuan said, the firm look in his eyes made Ingolf no longer doubt.

The white-skinned man was silent for a while.

"What are you going to do after you go?"

"Make things simple, so simple that it can be described in only one sentence."

"Let's talk about it." Ingleff listened, let out a self-deprecating laugh, and shrugged habitually.

"Sanctify those who have made deals with aliens and drive them away."

"You're such a lunatic... But... I don't really want to be compared in this respect, especially a kid like you. What's the other thing?"

"I married Mo Xiao." Huang Yuan said seriously.

Ingleff was shocked at first, then looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter echoed on the sea, and gradually drifted away.

"Did you call me? Your Highness."

Lake revealed his figure from the shadow, he was blended into the shadow, but he was not a shadow, his distorted body could barely be seen when he was illuminated by the light of the screen.

Ever since Mo You and his party left Iceland, Gradini has been staying in the air-raid shelter, staring at the player intently. A whitish video is playing behind the LCD screen. From the perspective of today's people, I don't know if it is What an old series, boring and tedious, and even bloody, but Gherardini watched it with relish, without even blinking his eyes.

"Did you do it?"

asked the queen.

Rather than asking questions, it might be better to say she was confronting her. , not long ago, when the series was at its climax, the electricity in the whole of Iceland was suddenly cut off. For three days in a row, no programs could be received. Searched for replacements and got lucky with an ancient Blu-ray player and a horse of discs from the 1990s.

Although Wang's entertainment has resumed, she will not be able to know the ending of the previous TV series for a while.

"yes."

Lake replied.

"They've found your place, and I have to do something."

"So you just shut off all the electricity on this planet to show you did something to get me?"

"There is nothing more productive than crippling a planet's energy supply."

"It's something to deceive," Gherardini said disdainfully.

According to Lake's experience, in a short while, there will be riots on this planet, just like in the Phoenix galaxy.

"I hope this will not affect Mo You's actions."

What Lake didn't know was that his actions had actually helped Mo You, but it was unknown if things were going in a good direction.

After setting off from Iceland, Mo You and Mo Xiao arrived at Dyson Bay almost on the same day, and they hid in a run-down suburb. As for the plan, Mo You had already prepared it from the very beginning.

"Do you really think this is feasible?"

Mo Xiao said.

But she didn't stop the work at hand, because even if the consequences were serious, she agreed that Mo You's plan was the best solution to achieve her goal now.

‘A good plan executed today is far better than a perfect plan tomorrow. ’ Moyou has always believed in the words of George Patton.

"But I hope you can confess to me in the future, instead of hiding something when you find it. You are not a little squirrel."

Mo You didn't respond to Mo Xiao's words, and continued to be busy in front of the laptop. Her plan was simple yet complicated. She placed a lot of bets in the middle, but she firmly believed that things would definitely develop as she expected, and the plan was not completely without room for room.

Mo You came to Dyson Bay this time, bringing with him some advanced GST weapons that had never been made public in addition to some stolen before, and the 'starting point' found from Church Hill.

The parent text of the Boundary Convention.

This covenant contains not only treaties, but also threats, lies, and facts that can subvert the arrogant cognition of human beings. Its convention not only has information-based texts in black and white, but also has highly appealing holographic images.

And what she has to do is to spread this provocative image in the name of Mo Shixin through Dyson Bay, the hub of the thinking community, and inject it into the brains soaked in the virtual world in the form of viruses. If it goes well, this image can cause huge political chaos. People will think that only the GST can take care of all this, and the blame for concealing the agreement can also be dumped on the coalition government. One will change, and the entire GST election will become The election of the leader of all mankind, when the coalition government has no way to execute Mo Shixin, unless they want things to get even more out of control. And Mo Shixin can also be legally released as a candidate. Even if the coalition government responds quickly, it can use the chaotic force generated to rescue Mo Shixin.

Of course, Mo You will not send it out intact, she needs to make some changes, just like the Eames telegram, she wants to change part of the convention to make it more provocative, and at the same time add some Things, such as the propaganda of the eternal dead, the video records of the massacre of patients with decomposition syndrome, the current situation of survival, the nuclear bomb that exploded in Iceland, these things that the coalition government did not say... There are also the origin of human beings, the four entropy clans, and the queen is now The fact that we are on the earth, the Creator is by our side.

To do this, she needs to do some art projects, and these projects are obviously beyond the reach of her dull elder sister. In the end, Mo You did the most critical step in the whole plan, giving a speech.

At this step, Mo You placed a big bet. She needs the support of all human beings, and understanding human nature has become a difficult problem for her to think about. Fortunately, Mo You is smart enough. In her speech, she will not mention peace, benevolence, Words like equality, she will make all human beings crazy about it and become part of the game.

And now, she began to prepare the last part of this image.

"Speech", like Caesar crossing the Rubicon, calling on the poor and suffering to flee to the east.

She was impassioned and dancing in front of the dynamic capture of the camera, like an actor and a patient.

"The oppressed people will stand up, the plutocrats, politicians, and all those who exploit us will die in new wars, and the power will be redistributed. The great queen of four entropies will guide me, and I will walk with the night , define light as evil, just because the light once belonged to only a few people..."

Her words echoed in the cramped room, the only audience watching.

Mo Xiao is well aware of her sister's ambitions, after all, Mo You is the professor's daughter, with arrogance flowing in her blood.

"You are enough."

Mo Xiao read a sentence in pieces, and hit Enter for the last time when Mo You stopped to catch his breath.

With an enter key, the video started from the Dyson Bay hub and spread out like locusts advancing unstoppably. The coalition government is not without countermeasures for this kind of thing. As early as when the thinking community was first conceived, Herman predicted that the thinking community might become a hotbed of rumors and fallacies just like the Internet, so there is a strong defense mechanism in the thinking community.

This time, however, the defense mechanism was not activated.

Before the defense mechanism was about to start, there was a global power outage, and before the terminal restarted, so during the terminal restart, the virus had been cached in everyone's local storage, and then these People who don't know the truth deliberately spread it offline. After the terminal restarted, the spread of the virus has become saturated, and the speed of spread has slowed down, so the defense mechanism has not been activated.

To make matters worse, that wave of power outages seems to confirm some of the claims of the virus, and some even believe that the convention is already attacking the earth, and the government is wasting precious negotiating time for its own benefit.

Mo You wants to challenge the pinnacle of power. At the moment, the supervisory committee and the coalition government are busy dispelling the rumors, but the effect is minimal. Since Mo Shixin stepped down, the influence of GST is not as good as before, and the benefits of the big consortia and the upper class are increasing The less, the scattered hearts. Therefore, the major financial groups and insiders put pressure on the GST, the supervisory committee and the government. At this time, the financial groups hope to make Mo Shixin's daughter into a god again.

Large-scale demonstrations took place in all settlements around the world.

This is especially true in New Milan, where the population density is the highest. The exaggerated work intensity and life pressure make the civilians under the eyes of the coalition government the most dissatisfied. The most terrible riots happened here, and people seemed to be let go of the shackles. The beasts, they took whatever could be called a weapon at hand and took to the streets to protest and demonstrate.

At this time, the coalition government has lost three core figures who are dedicated to their duties. The coalition government is really unable to stabilize the situation. , in the executive mansion, there is an atmosphere of despair everywhere. The small space cannot accommodate the family members brought by the officials. All the rooms have become the private rooms of the officials. They even start to mess around and rob each other of the mansion. The emergency food in the room, and the right to use the room.

In such chaos, some officials chose to escape, they fled to the streets, and then died in other chaos.

Some chose to commit suicide to make themselves appear more backbone.

Through countless cameras, Jacob, oh no, it was Mo Hesheng who had a panoramic view of all this, which was completely unexpected. Everything seemed to come crashing down overnight.

Everything built since 2068... no, earlier than 2068, in order to reverse that future, he made preparations for so long, but lost here. Having lost most of his human way of thinking, he felt self-doubt again after a long absence.

Maybe it's because he didn't realize enough, if he hadn't cooperated with Lanna and old Zwingli from the beginning... maybe...

But after all, this is not a game that can be archived and loaded. He must accept the status quo caused by this fatal mistake.

"As expected of my granddaughter, she is indeed difficult to deal with."

Sitting in the empty secret room, the mechanical voice was intermittent.

"So, Lana Ginsburg, how do you face an opponent like this?"

On the other side, when the wasteland wakes up, the noise of the ocean has become much more harmonious in the ear, and even the chirping of waterfowl can be heard.

He tried to move his fingers—that was the only part of his body that was still moving, and then tried to let go of his hand holding the floating object, but found that in order to hold the floating object tightly, his hand was Unconsciously, it has been deeply embedded in the edge of the floating object, leaving a deep and long hole in his hand. He had been soaking in the water for too long, so he didn't notice it, so when his hand was removed from the edge of the floating object, a large amount of blood flowed out, and then settled in the sea. Only then did he discover that the floating object was actually the shell of the motorcycle that sank into the sea.

The wilderness was not clear enough at this time, but what happened in front of him still made him a little panicked, not only because of the horrific wound on his hand, but also because the blood might attract some predators that hunted by smell.

His heart beat faster, his head was dizzy, and he looked around, for fear that a triangular fish fin would rise from the sea.

The wilderness sighed, feeling extremely terrified.

This feeling is very strange, he has never felt such a feeling in the previous life and death juncture.

If I die, I will die. Anyway, I will try my best not to die.

Before this, he had crossed obstacles with Mo Xiao with this mentality, so he was able to get out of the countless desperate situations that could frighten people's feet limp. There was no particular sense of panic at all. He has always felt that he is not afraid of death, he just doesn't like death, and living is purely a physiological instinct.

But now, for some reason, he has a feeling of 'not wanting to die', this feeling has never been so strong, so strong that he is willing to do anything to save his little life, why is this? Is it simply because he doesn't want to die alone? Or is there another reason?

"Oh, oh, I can meet acquaintances here."

A sudden sentence dispelled all his unrealistic survival plans.

Huangyuan twisted his neck with the last of his strength, looked around, but couldn't find the source of the sound.

He must be hallucinating, he thought, but suddenly found himself out of the water.

Someone picked him up from behind, but because his whole body was numb now, he didn't feel anything.

Then he was thrown on the hard deck.

It's time to rest, he thought, and closed his eyes. Even though he had just woken up not long ago, the high pressure for just tens of minutes still made him suffer from excessive fatigue.

"Don't you even thank me?"

Those were the last words he heard before he fell asleep.

His mouth twitched, but he still couldn't say a word of thanks.

The wasteland is dreaming.

The things in the dream are both familiar and strange.

It is the ruins of the city, the ruins of the absurd, and the end of history.

It is a world without color.

It was the dream he hadn't had for a long time, the dream he often had in the library.

There was Gherardini in the dream, and there was another person.

He used to always think that that person was himself, and this dream was just an image, but now it seemed that this dream was reality, something that was about to happen. Because, that is part of Jacob's memory, in Jacob's link, the wasteland has glimpsed this scene in the tip of the iceberg of that huge memory.

Huang Yuan suddenly woke up, the other person in the dream was not himself, but Mo Hesheng.

It is also the encounter between Mo Hesheng and Gherardini in the future that will bring about everything now.

"If this is the starting point of the story, then...then it was Gherardini who manipulated all this?" Wasteland said to himself.

So he sat up abruptly, looked around subconsciously, and found a tall figure sitting on a bench on both sides of the ship, reading a booklet.

And as if he had noticed Huang Yuan's gaze, that person suddenly closed the booklet in his hand and gave him the same gaze.

"you you!"

"Yo, I'm Ingolf, long time no see. Did you sleep comfortably?"

"Why are you sleeping comfortably... Where are my clothes?"

"Your clothes? There they are."

Ingolf pointed upwards, so the wasteland looked up along Ingolf's finger, and saw his clothes drying on a mast, blowing with the wind, they were connected in a string, in such a situation The following is actually a bit strangely funny.

"The sun is so big and the wind is blowing. I guess it should be dry soon. Go get it yourself. It's just that it has been soaked in so much sea water, and there should be a little salt on it."

With that said, Ingolf paused.

"Oh, yes, there is one more thing."

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, then skillfully turned on the camera, and pressed the shutter on the wasteland.

Huang Yuan didn't panic too much. After the last confrontation, he was no longer surprised by the strange behavior of the man in front of him, and he didn't have the energy to shout anymore.

"Do you have this hobby?"

"What are you thinking? I just suddenly thought that this might be used as a bargaining chip in a deal with Mo Xiao in the future."

"Hey... okay."

Wilderness shook his head.

"Did you save me?"

"What do you say?"

"Why did you come to sea?"

As the wasteland said, he looked around by the way.

"Still using such a primitive thing."

What Ingolf and the wasteland are taking now is a long boat, the hull is not high, and it seems that it can only accommodate a dozen people. On both sides of the ship, there are several oars fixed on the side of the ship, parallel to the seats fixed on the side of the ship. This ancient ship was vaguely mentioned in the ship design class in the library.

"You have so many questions."

Ingleff shrugged and took out a small knife from his pocket, only then did Moor notice that on his trouser leg was a small wooden dish containing a small piece of what looked like fish. kind. The man peeled off a small piece of meat with a knife and put it in his mouth, contracting the muscles of his cheeks with an intoxicated expression, as if he was sucking some kind of agar.

"Mmm, delicious."

After a while, he shook his head like a dog shaking water, like a drunkard who just took a sip.

Seeing Ingolf's eating like a gourmet documentary, Huangyuan felt hungry all of a sudden, and his stomach made a sound for him. Ingleff unhurriedly cut another slice from the plate, and handed it to the wasteland with a knife.

"Have a bite?"

The thin fish flesh shines like a jewel in the sun.

Huang Yuan swallowed, reached out and took the piece of fish, and stuffed it into his mouth without thinking. He really needed food to replenish his strength, but he was so anxious that he didn't notice that Ingolf, who was sitting in front of him, was about to laugh when he put the meat in his mouth.

The fish had just been imported, he chewed it twice, and was about to be whole, but suddenly felt something was wrong, what came out of the fish was not the fresh smell of ordinary sea fish, but it was not a fishy smell, but a kind of nostalgic smell. The smell of reassurance - the smell of ammonia, or more simply - the smell of toilets.

Wilderness convulsed for a moment, and was about to vomit, but held back, and blocked a puff of breath in his throat.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, it's shark meat."

No wonder, Huang Yuan's brain froze for a moment. Because shark meat is excreted through the skin, the meat itself has a urine smell. Seeing that Huangyuan didn't act as he expected, Ingolf was a little surprised. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, you're the most handsome boy I've ever seen. No wonder Mo Xiao likes you so much."

The wilderness didn't seem to care about his banter. He waited for a few seconds, and after the nausea completely disappeared, he got up from the ground and sat across from Ingolf.

"Then, let's stop here for the pleasantries, and then you can tell me why you are floating alone in the sea like a drowned ghost, Mo Xiao."

"She's not with me, she's gone to Dyson Bay... and I'm going to New Milan."

"Coincidentally, I just escaped from New Milan."

"Escape...? Why?"

"Something happened, very tricky thing."

Having said that, Ingolf's face darkened.

"Everything is over. Although the big man above is still pretending to be in control of the situation, everything is over, it's over."

Saying this, he stood up and spread his hands, repeating.

"It's all over. If I'm not mistaken, Mo You did it. I've never been afraid of anyone in my life, except Mo You."

"By the big man you're talking about, do you mean Jacob? Do you know his plan?"

"That's right. Although it's unbelievable, what kind of time travel, technology planning, messy, but it's useless."

Having said that, Ingleff sat down again, as if all the strength in his body had suddenly disappeared, and he slumped on the chair behind him.

"I thought, or wait at sea until the end of the world."

he continued.

"I don't know where to go anyway."

"Aren't you going to meet your family?"

"I don't have any family anymore, I can't remember if I did, I was kidnapped to GST from a very young age by the professor."

"I have no family either."

"Then we're all orphans."

Ingleff said what he thought he was joking, but still had a mournful face, which made him look even more pathetic.

"Let me ask you a question, if you knew it was going to be the end of the world soon, what would you do? To stay with your family?" Ingleff asked.

"No, I will find a way to prevent the end of the world."

"Stop? By what? Your... synaesthesia?"

"If you don't know what to rely on, then go find it, and I used to be a killer." Huang Yuan said without thinking.

"Ah, Killer, that... superpower team made up of patients with decomposition syndrome? Let's just say that."

"Decomposition syndrome? Superpower? What do you mean?" Mo Yuan was a little surprised by Ingolf's words.

"Probably, four or five years ago, when the disintegration disease just broke out, some so-called 'high-dimensional people' were born, that is, guys with special abilities."

"Where does this team belong to? GST? Or the coalition government?"

"Something I just found out too, so that's why I ran to sea in a hurry."

"It turns out that you are also afraid of being hunted down by others..."

"You know a lot of things, don't you? Let's recall it yourself."

"The Red Queen... Do you know the Red Queen? And... High-dimensional assistance." At this time, Huang Yuan recalled the professor's diary and video materials found in Church Hill

"You, you know about the tragedy in Iceland, right? I can tell you responsibly that the murderer is not the professor, but someone else."

"Could it be that?"

"Energy Economist - Lanna Ginsberg, Mo Xiao's biological mother and leader of the Red Queen."

"I've already filtered out the whole thing..." Huang Yuan lowered his head and whispered.

"Humans are so simple when facing advanced civilizations, right, Wasteland?" Ingleff patted Wasteland on the shoulder.

"Can I ask you two things?"

"What's up?"

"Tell me everything you know about Jacob's plan, maybe there will be some turning points in it, and then, take me to New Milan."

"New Milan is very chaotic now. Even I can't guarantee that I will get out of it unscathed. If you... go there, you will definitely die."

"It doesn't matter."

Huang Yuan said, the firm look in his eyes made Ingolf no longer doubt.

The white-skinned man was silent for a while.

"What are you going to do after you go?"

"Make things simple, so simple that it can be described in only one sentence."

"Let's talk about it." After listening to Ingolf, he shrugged.

"Sanctify those who have made deals with aliens and drive them away."

"You're such a lunatic... But... I don't really want to be compared to others in this respect, especially a kid like you."

After that, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter echoed on the sea, gradually drifting away.

Mo You got the support of many people in an instant because of her excellent speech and her status as a "patient". At this time, the Red Queen organization hidden in the dark began to act. Meet with Mo You and support her to the top. After Mo You received the invitation, she went there happily. She told Mo Xiao that she already knew it was a trap. What she did before was to rescue the professor and catch the big fish hidden behind her. She would definitely be caught and taken as a hostage . Before leaving, she left a word to Mo Xiao, the person sitting on the Button seat must be named Mo.

Among the parades around the world, there is one person who is particularly conspicuous. He is Zwingli, the sheriff of New Milan. It's been a long day, this time he doesn't want to be a victim of power like his father, he also wants to walk into the center of power.