Little Mushroom

There were few people in the stairwell, or just a few people in a hurry-less than usual. Going up and down the stairs is a physical exhaustion. An Zhe took a deep breath and still had a bit of work. When the solar wind directly hits the earth, the atmosphere will be blown away at a terrible speed and dissipated in the universe. Although only a few days have passed, the oxygen content in the air supplied by the vents is obviously not enough, and the military radio also reminds people every day to reduce going out and unnecessary physical exertion.

When I came to the corridor on the first floor, the atmosphere was even more dignified. An Zhe remembered the patrolling judge telling him "Go back early", so he accelerated his pace and returned to the courtroom. The doctor knocked on the computer in the lobby and saw him coming, saying, "Finally back, where have you been?"

An Zhe: "Go out for a walk."

He sat next to the doctor, Dr. Ji was a very gentle person, and these days they have a good relationship.

"Don't run around," Dr. said, "at least not today."

An Zhe: "What happened?"

The doctor looked away from the computer screen and looked at him. His face was slightly tired, his lips were pale, his blue eyes seemed to be invisible, deep emotions, which were not positive. He pushed a bottle of water to Anzhe: "Are you thirsty?"

Anzhe shook his head. He was okay-although the mushroom is a creature that needs water, but today the spores returned to his body, he feels very stable, and the need for water does not seem to be so urgent.

"Every aspect of the supply is urgent, not to mention food and water, not even oxygen." Only listening to the doctor whispered: "At the latest today, the military will transfer personnel. If you come back late, you can't catch the transfer, you can only stay Here it is. "

An Zhe was slightly puzzled.

"Where is the transfer?" He said. He thought the lighthouse was the last refuge.

The doctor looked at the blank wall in front of him, and said, "Eden."

"There is a crop breeding center, there is a stable food supply, and there is a large amount of pure water reserves, and the resources of the base are all there," said Dr.

After that, he smiled, "The name of the Garden of Eden is very good, and now it really becomes the last Garden of Eden."

"When the Garden of Eden was first built, there were voices of opposition. Crop breeding, cultivation, drinking water supply, children's training ... Centralizing so many resources necessary for human survival in one place, even if it is extremely beneficial to Eden , But it will bring greater risks. "Dr.'s voice was lowered:" But the fact has always proved that the base's capacity is limited, and when facing a huge disaster, all human resources can only be concentratedly supplied to Eden Place. We have to sacrifice everything to keep it, and if Eden does not exist, then humanity will cease to exist. "

An Zhe understood what Dr. meant. Eden is where mothers and children are.

He looked at the doctor and asked, "Is everyone going?"

The doctor glanced at him. It was difficult for An Zhe to describe the meaning of that look, like the life teacher of Eden's management of children who looked at wayward and ignorant students, but in addition, there was a touch of sadness and sadness.

So An Zhe knew the answer, he didn't speak.

Spending the morning in silence like this, Tsering returned once, but he was in a hurry and his work was busy.

"I'll stay here until night." He looked at An Zhe: "The emergency response department doesn't recognize you, follow me."

The doctor said, "Just leave it to me. He won't leave him."

Thurran thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

Outside, the huge wind didn't stop for a moment. This irresistible force from the universe shook the entire human city. The hurricane that the solar storm rolled over the earth outweighed all the disasters recorded in history. Sticking your finger on the wall, Anzhe could feel its slight tremor, like a dying animal's last struggling gasp. In fact, human creations can persist in such a huge storm for so long, and Anzhe already feels a miracle.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, someone knocked on the door here-a team of fully armed officers, headed by three civilian officers, with a badge representing the "Emergency Response Department" on his chest. The officer in front nodded slightly: "Doctor, please follow us."

Dr. "Did you start to transfer?"

"It's started, it is expected to transfer five hundred people." The officer said: "The military will do everything to ensure your safety. We have arranged a place for you in Eden."

"Thank you," said the doctor.

But the next moment, he looked at An Zhe: "But he has to follow me."

"According to the transfer plan, you can bring an assistant," the officer told An Zhe: "Please show your ID card so we can verify our identity."

"My assistant is no longer there." Dr. An put his arms around Anzhe's shoulders, smiled, and said to Anzhe, "Your ID card doesn't seem to be around."

An Zhe said, "I only have the Colonel."

The doctor said, "To them."

An Zhe obediently took out Lu Yi's ID card, the officer took it, swiped it on the portable machine-and then he was obviously stunned.

"Lu Yan went to the dungeon for the base. There is no news yet." The doctor raised an eyebrow and said slowly: "If the children in his family have not been granted asylum ... I don't think it is appropriate."

The officer frowned, went to the side and dialed a newsletter before returning here, saying: "He can make an exception and be identified as your assistant."

The doctor said, "Thank you."

"Look," the doctor said to An Zhe, walking in the corridor. "If you run around in the morning, you're late--"

An Zhe pursed his lips, and he saw the situation in the hall.

Dozens of researchers in white coats simply lined up with military soldiers next to them. A lady was excited: "My assistant must follow me, I do not accept such a transfer plan."

The officer said: "You have no assistant quota in the transfer plan, Dr. Chen."

"My research is inseparable from an assistant. I can't do those tasks alone, not to mention that he is not inferior to me and can independently lead large projects." The woman called "Dr. Chen" exclaimed: "Trouble Please ask upwards. "

"If you decide that you cannot continue your research after losing your assistant." The officer's voice was cold and ruthless: "You may have to stay here."

After a brief pause, she was silent.

An Zhe followed Dr. Ji in the other direction. There seemed to be disputes upstairs. He heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

An exit was opened on the first floor of the United Front Building, where Anzhe boarded the military's heavy armored vehicle. When he got in the car, he briefly glanced at the outside scene. The sun was so dazzling that he could almost burn the retina, the dry and hot air rushed through his lungs, and the gravel fell on him--the original flat ground was deep everywhere The gully was frantically torn by the claws of giant monsters.

Surrounded by the sound of people's breathing, the car took thirty people away. Listening to the people next to the discussion, this transfer, the lighthouse has only a total of 500 places, less than one-tenth of all staff.

Another person asked, what about our equipment and materials?

"After we left, the lighthouse was completely powered off, and the laboratory graded it according to its importance. Important samples will be transferred to the Garden of Eden and kept." Someone answered.

With a bang, the door dropped, the armored car started, and the compartment was dark and silent, and the doctor grabbed his hand.

An Zhe suddenly felt that the scene was extremely familiar. A month ago, in the overwhelming insect tide, he also boarded the military truck in this way, and came to the sixth district for trial on Judgment Day. It was only the poet who grabbed his hand in the dark compartment at that time, and now he is replaced by a doctor. At that time, the standard for people to enter the sixth area was not infected. The standard for people to enter the Garden of Eden this time was whether they could make enough contributions to the base in the past, present, and future.

Whether it's the outer city or the main city, trials happen all the time.

The journey was short and it was a coincidence that he and the doctor were arranged at the end of the sixth floor, where he once taught children to read poetry. In Eden, he had his first formal lunch in these days, a bowl of potato soup, even if it was not deliciously cooked by himself, but after eating a few days of compressed biscuits and nutritional granules, it was already rare Good food.

The doctor seemed to have a lot of heart. At night, Anzhe went out to pick up water for him.

There was someone in the tea room. The lady who clashed with the officer during the day was sobbing against the wall. Next to him was another researcher. He patted her on the shoulder: "Maybe the lighthouse can support it."

"It's impossible." Her voice was hoarse: "The oxygen content of the earth's air is less than half of the original. After the air filtration system is activated, fresh oxygen will only be given priority to the Garden of Eden. Residential areas, military bases, and even twin towers are all The second sequence of oxygen supply cannot survive. "

At this moment, she looked up, saw An Zhe, and asked softly, "Who is this? Is it ours?"

The researcher next to her said: "It is said to be Dr. Ji's assistant at the testing center."

"Dr. Ji can bring in assistants ..." she murmured, "because his achievements are better than us."

"That's the truth," said the researcher. "Don't be sad for him. If we can survive this disaster, we can train new assistants."

The tip of her nose was red, and tears were in her eyes. After hearing this, she laughed "ha", and then reached out to cover her entire face, shaking her body.

"Do you think ..." she said: "I'm just ... just sad because of my assistant?"

"Residents of the main city, when the outer city was blown up, were glad that they were not the part that was abandoned," she said intermittently. "But they were still abandoned. We can stand here today, using the lighthouse and everyone else The sacrifice comes in ... but maybe tomorrow will be disqualified, the sea will flood an island, and the part exposed on the water will only be less and less, the time is coming. We ... what exactly are we insisting on? For the benefit of humanity as a whole ?"

"For the benefit of humanity as a whole."

She bowed down and panted violently: "This era is killing people, but human beings are killing themselves."

"But you must accept, Dr. Chen Qing." The researcher whispered, "As the winner, we are not qualified to mourn for them."

"I know ... I'm just, as a fellow human being like them, emotionally unacceptable." She finally wiped a tear and smiled reluctantly: "Or do you want to say that we don't have emotional qualifications?"

"……I do not know."

They stopped talking and Anzhe's water was picked up. He took the cup and walked out of the tea room. As soon as he looked up, he saw Thurland's figure flickering on the side of the corridor, opened the door and went to the Doctor and his room-so he quickened his pace and wanted to say hello to Thurland.

The door didn't close, and a glimmer of light came out. Anzhe right-handedly held the doorknob and just wanted to push the door, but he heard the Seran inside said, "Where is Anzhe?"

"Transferred with me," said the doctor. "Are you looking for him?"

"He's been following you?" Serran said, "I just received a call from the Emergency Response Department, and the important samples that D1344 Lab is preparing to transfer have disappeared."

"Disappeared?" Said the doctor. "The sample that has something to do with Lu Yan? That's a weird thing. If it dies first and then evaporates out of thin air, I won't be surprised."

An Zhe's heartbeat accelerated sharply, his fingers trembled, and he quickly turned to the other side of the corridor.

"No," Serran said. "The reason the response department came to me was that the instrument had recorded a few six o'clock operating information. The operator was the colonel. Where is Anzhe? I have to find him."

"He went to pick up the water," the doctor said.

"Thank you." A door rang and Thuran went out.

An An stood behind the wall at the corner, and he clenched the glass in his hand.

He knew it would be found one day, but he didn't know it would come so fast.

The two researchers in the pantry had seen him, and soon, Serran would come here-he could not be found.

Recognizing this clearly, An Zeng looked around the corridor to find available vents, but he immediately realized that once he became hyphae-clothes and ID cards could only stay here as conclusive evidence of.

He had a few heaves in his chest, made a decision in just one second, and turned to run towards the end of the auxiliary corridor. There is a small half-open door leading to the emergency corridor, which will not be found soon-the stairs have another exit on the 22nd floor. He and Lili walked once, and as long as they found the original terrace, they could leave the building. Architecture-either, or find a hidden place to hide, but you must leave 6 floors, as far as possible.

An Zhe successfully found the small door, he went in, went to the dark staircase, and began to climb up the stairs. This place seems to be very close to the building's outer wall, the wind is loud, and there are long echoes, and the air is hot-it is suffocating damp heat.

He couldn't hear anything but the wind in the dark, and he hit a small thing.

Anzhe's first reaction was that a non-human monster was hidden here, but the next moment, his fingers touched the smooth human hair, and he heard the child's violent gasp.

He hesitated: "Lily?"

"Anzhe?" Lili shouted.

"It's me," An Zhe said.

"You're here!" Lili said, "I ... I heard that the Twin Towers have begun to move. I was looking for you, Sinan? Has Sinan transferred?"

"I don't know," An Zhe said, "they said that important samples will also be transferred."

The next second he said this, he suddenly remembered that now the aliens and monsters could be infected without contact, and the lighthouse would not necessarily let Sinan enter the Garden of Eden.

But Lily seemed to be relieved: "Sinan must be very important."

She was so shocked that she leaned on the stairs for a while before saying, "Are you coming to me too?"

"No," An Zhe said in thought, "I'm here to hide."

"Is anyone arresting you?" Lily asked, and she said, "It's safe here."

Anzhe knew that Lily was a child different from other humans.

"I'll be here for a few days," he said, touching Lily's hair. "Can you tell no one else?"

The next moment, the stairwell was bright as daylight, and the glare of white light hit him and Lily. Lily screamed subconsciously, leaning on him, he reached out to protect the little girl, and then looked up.

In the bright light, there was Mrs. Lu in a white dress. They had a side at the lighthouse.

Mrs. Lu was surrounded by two Eden staff members flashing flashlights.

"Lily." Mrs. Lu's gentle voice reproached slightly. She was talking to Lily, but her eyes were on Anzhe, and she said gently, "This time, why are you still running around?"