Chapter 982: Have a signal but silence

Before dawn, the depths of the prairie were still dark, like the ancient world, and I don’t know how many years existed.
In the silence, two lights were lit, like breaking the flames of the darkness, and appearing very weak on the quiet prairie.
Yan Xiu was still asleep, being caught by a figure into the carriage behind the lights, pulling her mother's hand and whispering, while the "juvenile" looked at the prairie behind them, not knowing Think about something.
"Come on, your abdo drank too much last night, still asleep, waiting for him to get up, but it is not good to go." His mother held her daughter's hands tightly, her eyes stayed asleep. On the face of Yan Xiu, it seems like I can look at it with more glances.
"Ama, we will be back tomorrow spring." Red eyes swollen and determined, she did not know, the future is not in her hands.
"Well, um, take care of yourself and take good care of your younger brother." The mother said with a smile and said with a smile: "There is a big egg, and my grandmother is not afraid of someone bullying you."
The "juvenile" did not smile as usual. His eyes had a touch of sorrow that could not be undone, perhaps because he was about to leave the carefree prairie.
The four-wheeled vehicle started, and the sound of the engine was not harsh, and it was low, like a beast lurking in the dark prairie.
"Ah, you have to take care of yourself. If you are sick, don't believe in the witches of Dongpo. You must eat the medicine brought back by Uncle Dolma. A father, he..." He squatted by the window and tried to go farther and farther. Mother waving arms.
In the cold, dark prairie, in the poor and backward hometown, the mother's figure is more and more lonely and smaller. Like being left there, looking at the children who are leaving.
When the four-wheeler disappeared completely into the darkness of the hustle and bustle, only a little light, the mother who had stood for a long time turned around, wiped the tears from the corner of her eye and walked step by step to the poor home.
At the door of the house, she saw her man holding the door frame, looking at the light in the darkness, with tears in his eyes, but did not want her to see. Hurry to cover up.
She was not surprised. From the beginning she knew that he was sleeping, just like the other thing she knew. In the night when Xiao Zhuoma fled the prairie, the man was riding a fast beast. Sleeplessly followed him and escorted him. Throw food and water in the place where he passed. I watched him walk out of the prairie and saw people.
After returning, the man was seriously ill and almost died...
These things, she never told Dolma, her men did not say it. It seems to have been forgotten, and this time, it is not his younger brother who has been dependent on him, but his child.
He is like an old watchman. Watching the prairie of the pristine, year after year, his brother is tired and tired, and then comes back, and in the future, there are two more people waiting.
"They will all come back." The man soothed his wife and soothed himself.
"Yu Xiu, you must live well!" Her wife also comforted her man.
The sun finally rose from the edge of the prairie, and the wild scorpion that the "juvenile" caught back ran a few in the night, and the trivial life began again.
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When Yan Xiu woke up, she found out that she was not in the bed at home, and that he had lived for twelve years without knowing where it was.
He found himself wondering about the stranger's strange four-wheeler, to a place he had never been to, although still on the grassland, but so far, he never dared to come alone.
He cried to go back and refused to go to the beautiful big city that Uncle Doma said. He wanted the grandmother and the father.
He also cried and comforted him, and they cried together.
The four-wheeler still runs wildly on the prairie of the prairie, like a decisive decision to go back, no longer willing to stop, let the children in the car cry and cry.
"Juvenile" caressed the boy's back twitching because of crying, and looked at the reflection of the melancholy gaze out of the window, muttering: 朷秀啊...
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In a hazy weather, they came to the edge of the prairie.
The sorrow of being away from home is gradually diluted by the grotesque things, such as the towering chimneys that are erected in the wilderness, such as pipes that are as long as dragons, and strange trees and roads.
Yan Xiu kept asking what it was, what it was, full of curiosity, and bought many things that I had never seen before, but I don’t know how to use it.
Only the "juvenile" is unmoved by these things. The eyes that look at those things are only confused. Since leaving the vast prairie, the clean and simple happiness seems to be disappearing from his eyes and replaced. It is an occasional frown that has never been seen before.
"Big egg brother, are you not happy?" Yan Xiu sent a string of reddish rock sugar-like food to the "juvenile" hand, and he also took a squat: "I don't want to eat this, big egg brother." , to ensure that you have not eaten, I have never eaten such a delicious thing!"
"Family?"
"Juvenile" took the ice string, and the brow was wrinkled again. Yes, everyone has a home. The home of the show is in the prairie. The home of Zhuoma is in the holy city. What about his home?
He should have a family. He didn't know why. He left the prairie and left the place where he was going to be full of flowers. He was gradually troubled by these strange problems. Before, he never seemed to think about it.
And every time he frowned, it seemed that there was an indescribable indifference, like the coldness of the sword.
But it is not strong, not carefully observed or even felt, but it is "sheltering" little by little, like a strong force that breeds a new sprout in the land after the storm .
"The big egg brother, the uncle in the holy city that the drow said, is the saint sons who live there not have such a delicious rock candy to eat every day?" Yan Xiu cherished the ice string and envyed Asked.
"Youth" thought about it and shook his head. He didn't know, but he also thought it was too extravagant.
At this time, Zhuoma bought everything from the nearby store and returned to the car. He smiled and said, "My little show. If you were lucky enough to see the life of the saints, don’t you It is the life of the true aristocrats of the Holy City. You will also find that even your uncle, I have lived like a locust."
Yan Xiu did not show the astonished look that Zhuoma had hoped for. The reason was very simple. He and the "juvenile" could not imagine it at all.
"I feel that I can eat this every day, and I am already very happy." Yan Xiu smiled sillyly.
"It's really a dumpling." He came up behind Zhuo Ma and was embarrassed to look at Ni Yue. I gently beat my brother and said seriously: "We are going to be people in the city, or people in the holy city. This is not suitable for further discussion."
Yan Xiu did not care to continue to hold his ice string.
After the short stop, the four-wheeler re-started. Exercise forward to the front.
The more you go forward, the more gradually the temperature rises. Although it is still cold. But for the first time out of the prairie, it seems to be stuffy.
Both Xiu Xiu and Yan are sleepy. The "juvenile" still looks out the window, and sometimes closes his eyes. He doesn't know what to think, it may be just a blank.
"It's too remote. I only bought a few days ago, do you want to read it?" Ni Ni, sitting in the front row, whispered.
"Let's read, the broadcast always receives no complete signal, intermittent." Zhuoma changed his cheerful tone before. Full of worry.
"This is the first one." Ni Yue gently flipped the paper in his hand, whispered: "The title is: there is a signal, but they remain silent!"
Zhuo Ma said one thing: "What content, what do you mean?"
Ni Yue whispered selectively: "On this flying planet, scientists have discovered the signal of life and reached a certain level of technology. Scientists are trying to crack these signals, but it is said to be slow. ... We have sent a friendly signal to them, but we have not received any response, they still have not changed the track."
Zhuoma worriedly interjected: "The signal that should be given a warning! What kind of friendly signal, these people are really not saved!"
Ni Yue did not talk, but snorted, pulled out one from the newspaper, and was surprised to read: "The latest news from the Academy of Sciences said that the calculation of the orbital offset caused by the arrival of this dead planet confirmed It has approached our planetary system at a speed close to but certainly not at the speed of light, and the gravitational pull of its huge mass of motion... According to the chief astrophysicist Don Quito, the process of deceleration has certainly not changed, but the decline has fallen sharply. It is expected to hit our planet ten months ahead of the previously calculated time - of course this is what we expected without destroying it."
Zhuo Ma suddenly stunned and almost lost control of the four-wheeler. He took the newspaper in the hand of Ni Yue and looked down at the car: "10 months in advance? It is not only three months." Time? How is it possible? Which newspaper is this small newspaper, which is deceptive!?"
"It's a small newspaper." Ni Yue flipped through other big newspapers and tried to find the same report, but did not gain, and whispered.
Zhuoma took a sigh of relief and looked at the sky in the corner of the window intentionally or unconsciously. There, he was almost able to see a star that was not very bright on the sky during the day.
This is the star of death, which, according to the orbit, will hit the planet where Dolma is located.

There is another report here.
Ni Yue opened another newspaper and read:
It is suspected that they may have sent a fleet to destroy our detection satellites at the edge of the galaxy. According to internal sources, the detection number nine The satellite has lost contact for more than three days, but does not rule out technical failure."
The newspapers placed on the knees of Ni Yue are full of reports about this uninvited guest. The rest is news of some state of emergency and military mobilization, such as the formation of a new space force, a military academy enrolling students in advance, the army. The veterans were recalled and a large number of recruits were recruited.
The tone of Zhuoma’s Panasonic was raised again, and the half rang sighed: "In any case, there should be a wind in the holy city. Such a big thing is seen by the naked eye. Some people can't help it. My plan has to be accelerated!"
"Hey, there should be no problem, she is very smart, and you just helped the dean of the dean, and he is good... Can you lower the standard? The shrine is not going to go, you spend more. The money may not have any effect." Ni Yue looked at the slumbering sly and stunned, said with anxiety.
"It can only be like this. Otherwise, there is no guarantee of security. Only when you enter the temple, you can be protected as a seed at the last moment. You can rest assured that I am prepared this time." Zhuoma saw it from the mirror at this time. At the glance, the "juvenile" who seems to have slept, whispered to Ni Yue:
"You know them for a short time, don't know the situation, especially if you don't know Sesbia, he is my biggest trump card. With his qualifications and conditions, let alone the first air force, the temple is also jealous. With this condition, Yan Xiu will definitely be able to enter the Academy!"
Ni Yue also looked at the "juvenile" and said with concern: "So you must bring Sesbia out too?"
Zhuoma reluctantly sighed: "Ni Yue, I am indeed selfish in this matter, but if you don't do it, as you said, Yan Xiu will definitely not be able to enter the genius of the Temple of the Temple, and spend more. The money is useless.
However, Sesbia’s entry into the army may not be so dangerous. It may be safer than he is a civilian. After all, at that time and at the same time, who still cares for civilians?

Ni Yue frowned. "Why do you have to show up in the Temple of the Temple? There may be other ways to gain security. You may not be happy there, you don't know the places, I know some."
Zhuoma insisted: "It is the best chance to go in anyway. If you are in peacetime, the temple may not agree to such conditions, but now they will promise, they have no choice, the star of disaster will be Come on, they need more power!"
"You are doing business!" Ni Yue said with a little dissatisfaction.
Zhuoma's silent moment said: "In order to show the future, it is also for us. When we enter the academy, it is equal to the passage of the nobility, and our final obstacles are gone."
"Are you inferior or not confident?" Ni Yue asked.
"I don't know." Zhuoma said with a sigh: "Maybe."
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Although the two lowered their voices, they did not find that the brow of the "juvenile" wrinkled again.
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