Resurrection Empire

bang!

bang!

bang!

In the secluded valley with dense forest and grass, the dull impact sounded for more than half an hour.

Then there was another squeaky metal rubbing sound.

A wisp of white mist slowly lifted off from the jungle.

The white mist flicked over the bright blue leaves.

Another hour passed, and there was a voice.

"Ren Zhong, if you really wake up and can really see this passage of us. Then don't worry, father mother has a very good life and is very happy. We have brought another younger brother. Your younger brother, he is very sensible and well-behaved. He took good care of us and we enjoyed the happiness of our family."

This is the voice of an old man, slightly hoarse, with a calm tone, which seems to be dark Suppressed emotions.

"Yes, father mother has no regrets in this life. Except for you...In short, we hope you don’t have regrets."

This is the voice of Old Lady, slightly choked .

The old man said again, "Ren Zhong, you have to remember that life is unsatisfactory. Since you can’t change it, you can only endure it. Father mother’s greatest wish is to hope that you can open up. Happy, we have nothing to ask for."

Old Lady: "You just need to remember. We do this and never regret it, it's enough."

Old Mister: "Yes. We only hope you can embrace the new life."

Old Lady: "It must be a good thing for you to see this. Don't talk too sad. We don't have much to explain. Yes, in short, I hope you can have a happy second half of your life, my good son. You have to live well. Goodbye."

Old Mister: "Yes, you have to look forward in everything. Goodbye, son."

The voice fell, and after a moment of silence, the heart-piercing cry of the young man suddenly sounded in the depths of the jungle.

The sound was like weeping blood, and the pain was so painful that the large and small birds in the forest throbbed into the sky.

After a long time, the crying ceased, and a young man wearing white loose pants walked out from the jungle.

He is complexion pale, shakes three times in one step, muddleheaded, his eyes are full of confusion, and his face is lingering sadness.

Just a sleep, he lost everything.

His name is Ren Zhong, a son and daughter of Huaxia, born in 2027, with a medium family background, and he was an Academician who graduated in 2050.

Well, the 23-year-old Academician.

The first half of his life was short but brilliant.

Enrolled in elementary school at the age of six, graduated from elementary school at the age of eight, graduated from junior high school at the age of ten, graduated from high school at the age of twelve and previewed all undergraduate courses in environmental engineering in advance, entered the juvenile class at the age of 13 and received it at the age of 16. Undergraduate degree in environmental engineering and chemistry, graduated with a master degree at the age of 18.

At the age of 23, he postponed the completion of the Academician paper by two years, and the paper was directly published in the main issue of the world's top journal "Science", refreshing the record of the youngest author of the main issue of "Science" in his alma mater.

If he followed the normal life trajectory, he should have joined the society in 2050, start a family, raise offspring, support his parents, and spend an ordinary and extraordinary life.

But fate made him a big joke.

Just two days after graduation, he was diagnosed with lymphoma in advanced stage.

The disease came like a mountain, just 3 months later, he described Artemisia wiltedi, and his life was short-lived.

Seeing that his only son will die at any time, Ren Zhong's parents, who are desperately desperate, let go, scatter the family property and collect 10 million yuan to buy Ren Zhong that has been stuck in the clinical trial stage for nearly 30 years The number of mice for the cryonics scientific research project.

In the end, Ren Zhong lay in the freezer with unspeakable regret and waved goodbye to his parents.

He knows that, no matter whether he is alive or dead, he is destined to be a farewell to his parents.

This is the memory of Ren Zhong himself.

Time flies, the years flies, no one knows how many years have passed, and how far they have crossed. Nearly two hours ago, Ren Zhong in the freezer woke up on his own.

But there is no huge scientific research team that should exist to provide him with "after-sales service."

His freezer was thrown into a barren mountain and ridge like rubbish. Even to get out of the freezer when the temperature was gradually rising, he relied on the internal switch that forcibly opened by himself, and then again. Kick open the cover.

After rushing out of the cover, he did not leave the place immediately, because an LCD screen on the top of the freezer automatically played some messages for him.

Ren Zhong saw many things that happened after he was "sleeping".

Back then, his parents concealed another key information from him.

The cryonics project has already been in a semi-stagnant state. Ten million can only buy a chance to enter the freezer as a mouse. After that, at least 500,000 maintenance costs will be needed every year. This is at your own expense.

However, my parents have already been drained by the previous 10 million, and they are about to reach their 50th birthday. They are supposed to be at the age of waiting for retirement to take care of them. Where can I find 500,000 every year?

This is a desperate situation.

But the two elders did not blame the gods and accuse others, let alone be defeated.

Seeing the fate in the desperate situation, listening to the thunder in the silent place, in order to give his son a year-to-year life, the two elders showed great fighting spirit, broke out with amazing potential, and worked hard.

The two resigned their middle-level cadre positions in the public institutions at the same time, borrowed hundreds of thousands from relatives and friends, walked out of their comfort zone, and broke into the business world with half a hundred bodies, and they began to get up early and greedy black as if they were desperately Saburo. Business career.

This spell is forty-five years.

In 2095, Ren Zhong's parents, who were more than 90 years old, left one after another, only seven days apart.

My parents have used 45 years of struggle to create hundreds of millions of fortunes, and in 2060 they will raise a younger brother with IVF.

Before the parents passed away, in the form of a trust fund, they recharged Ren Zhong's refrigerated warehouse at one time for 300 years of maintenance.

Even if the cryonics project really fails, the trust fund will hire basic technicians to maintain Ren Zhong's freezing warehouse.

Ren Zhong also saw in the data that in about 2107, humans had completely conquered terminal cancer.

It’s just that a new problem has arisen. Scientists have never found a safe way to thaw the freezing person, and there is no way to wake him up and receive treatment again, so that his freezing warehouse is really forcibly maintained. Operated for three hundred years.

For more than two hundred years thereafter, staff will update the data every year. The data mainly include the operation of the freezing warehouse and the replacement list of some aging equipment parts.

The time is pushed back. After the 300-year period expires, the data is missing, and I don’t know what happened.

The last message is the last words left by his parents to Ren Zhong.

He finished listening and cried.

...

In the mountains and forests, Ren Zhong staggered forward, not knowing where it was or where he was going.

At this time, he was very thirsty, a little hungry in his stomach, and groggy.

I don’t know how long he walked. He heard the sound of gurgling water in his ears. He walked quickly and found a creek. He squatted down and drank several mouthfuls of water in his hands. Then he washed it with cold and clear water. Turn the face.

The thirst is slightly reduced, and the person is more awake.

The exhaustion hit, he lay down on his back on the wet shore, looking up at the sky blankly.

On top of the head are layers of dim-blue leaves, intertwined, to firmly cover the sky, making the light in the jungle look very dark.

After a long time, he sat up slowly, grabbed a flat stone from his side, threw it into the stream, and made a few drifts.

He began to have some expression on his face.

This is vitality, it is relief, it is also free and easy, and it is gratifying, but there is also confusion.

He has many questions.

How many years have passed since time?

Why would it be clear that human beings have not conquered the thawing technology in 300 years, yet they will wake up in this barren mountain and wild mountain, instead of in the laboratory of a scientific research institution?

Strong metallic moss is growing on the freezer compartment.

In the vicinity of his own freezer warehouse, there are also a large number of other freezer warehouses unattended.

Some of them are covered with vines, some are stuck in the ground, and some are more simply weird giant trees surrounded by ten people grow and roll into the trunk, leaving only a small half of the metal structure still leaking outside.

The models of these freezer compartments are different from their own, some look similar, and some have completely different design concepts.

Most of the freezer compartments are empty, and some seem to contain scary skeletons.

From the situation of the warehouse in the tree, the freezer warehouse has been abandoned for at least hundreds of years.

Except for the freezer, there were no traces of human activities nearby.

Why no one cares about us?

Where are the other people in this world?

Where is my way forward?

How to return to society?

How should I live the second half of my life?

Sitting here and thinking about these questions, I'm afraid they are useless.

Ren Zhong shook his head and grinned reluctantly.

Forget it, it's alive again anyway.

And I also know that my parents are doing pretty well all their lives.

There is no regret at all.

I have no regrets at all!

Ren Zhong wiped his cheeks, wet, warm and cold.

The life stolen by time is destined not to be taken back.

Father said, "Since I can't change it, I can only endure it."

I acknowledged it.

Recovering some strength, he barely got up.

When I got up, I clicked beside me.

Looking down sideways, it turned out to be a red oil, like a ripe fruit, smashed to pieces on the ground. It looked a bit like an apple, but the pulp scattered all around was crystal clear and near- Transparent, can't recognize what kind of variety it is.

He looked up again, and there were more red fruits hanging danglingly on the tree trunk about several tens of meters above his head, and another one might be smashed down at any time.

Ren Zhong hesitated, did not dare to scrape some pulp from the ground to taste.

Although he is very hungry, he is not sure whether this unknown thing is poisonous or not.

He continued to walk out of the forest, and while walking, he tentatively screamed out of breath: "Is there anyone? Is there anyone here?"

No one paid attention to him, Lin There is only the echo of his own empty space.

Without a few steps, he suddenly trembled, clutching his neck and squatted down.

Soon he curled up on the ground, pressing his abdomen with his hands, and his bloodless face became paler.

His face began to seep with fine beads of sweat, and his expression became more distorted.

He screamed badly.

After all, he was just "sleeping", he was familiar with this unforgettable pain.

After a long time, the pain slowly subsided, Ren Zhong barely sat upright, gasping for breath, there was a sense of fortunate escape from the dead in his expression, but there was a lingering gloom and urgency in his eyes .

I don’t know how many days I can live, I have to go out quickly, find modern humans, and get medical treatment quickly.

The damn cancer is still there!

After half an hour passed, Ren Zhong, who was tired and hungry, finally walked out of the jungle.

Looking ahead, there is a vast wilderness in front of you. The terrain is like a horseback and is undulating, covered with mottled grasses, ferns and shrubs.

These unfamiliar plants have different heights and different shapes, but they all have a strange blue fluorescence on the surface of their branches and leaves.

Although he is not an animal and plant major, Ren Zhong swears that he has never seen such a plant.

He turned his head and looked at the dark jungle with huge trees towering into the clouds behind him.

These trees are also unseen species.

But the most strange thing to him is the sky.

At this time, it was the evening, and a sun as big as a wheel was slowly drilling into the horizon.

At the other end of the horizon facing the sun, a silver disk-shaped star is slowly rising into the sky, and it has climbed to a height of three o'clock.

On the horizon below the side of the silver plate, there is a star with a large bowl mouth just emerging, and it is rising into the sky at a faster speed.

The huge blue-blue sun, one big and one small, one slow and one fast, and two moons.

Ren Zhong was completely stunned by this scene.

This is not Earth!

At this moment, there was a faint whistling sound in the distance.

Long his eyes, Ren Zhong saw a black shadow the size of a car flying close to the ground at an extremely fast speed.

The strong wind brought by the dark shadows knocked the plants along the way to the ground, leaving long scratches like a speedboat across the calm lake.

The shadows gradually got closer, and Ren Zhong saw clearly what it was.

It is about five meters long, shaped like a bullet, and has a silver light on the surface. It is beautiful and streamlined. There are two small wings on both sides, which resemble the country’s heavyweight Dongfeng-17 in his memory, but it’s just a tail. The section did not drag out the flame tail, and I don't know what power is driving it.

Ren Zhong thinks this must be an artificial aircraft.

He didn't expect someone to find himself so soon.

He thought, first reconnect with society, and then think of ways to heal the disease, and then slowly understand the world.

I don’t know how many years have passed. Now cancer should be as easy to treat as a cold, right?

He has some new expectations for his future life.

He raised his hands and waved desperately, trying to attract the attention of the aircraft.

Sure enough, the aircraft turned a little bit and headed straight for Ren Zhong.

The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed to 100 meters, Ren Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, was noticed, and the connection was successful.

In the next moment, he vaguely saw a bowl of orange beam shining from the top of the aircraft.

The beam flashed and disappeared.

Ren Zhong's movements stopped immediately.

He looked down at his chest.

White smoke is rising from the chest, and inside is a round hole with neat edges, and the inner wall of the hole is carbon black.

What's the situation?

Ren Zhong looked up again with a dazed face. The aircraft had already jumped forward and stopped abruptly.

Blowed by the strong wind, Ren Zhong vaguely heard the hu hu wind tunnel roar from his chest.

Time seemed to be frozen for a few seconds, he felt the late pain, and he couldn't breathe. His body slowly fell down.

He finally knows what happened.

The aircraft is not here to save him.

Not even interested in saying hello, just blasted my chest from a distance.

Why? ! What am I doing wrong?

The consciousness gradually sank, and darkness fell from the sky, quickly covering his vision.

Ren Zhong was only in a daze, but came back to his senses, and looked at it again, but felt that he was flying back a few meters, and floated into the air unfathomable mystery, as if he was fixed in The "perspective" in midair.

A few meters away from the front, it is the front and back of his chest that opened a beautiful pair of his own body with a round hole.

The corpse was half kneeling, about to fall to the ground.

In the next moment, three metal serpents protruded under the aircraft.

The long snake flies forward like a trunk.

Two long snakes are against the shoulders of "self" to prevent it from falling, while the other stretches over the top of the head.

Next, Ren Zhong saw the picture that asked him to have one's hair stand on end.

The top of the snake is open, and inside is a circle of metal teeth like the mouthparts of a lamprey.

The iron teeth spun quickly and pressed against his head.

This ghost easily uncovered his top of the head, then stretched out ten-arm metal claws from it, and grabbed his brain like a claw machine.

Ren Zhong's consciousness drifting outside the body began to dissipate, and his vision became blurred.

Before he lost consciousness completely, his heart was full of confusion.

No way, I finally came back to life so I died?

So sloppy?

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