Chapter 2:

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This room is very large, the interior is all silver (color) metal materials, matte, not (thorn ci) irritating, but because it is too monotonous, a bit thorny (exciting) emotions. www.sto123.cc
The three chairs behind the table are the only bright spots in this room. They are indeed the bright spots. Each chair has a colored dot on the back of the chair, three kinds of red, green and blue.
Lian Chuan has always called the three administrators by the color (color), respectively, Little Red, Little Green, and Little Blue.
Little Red, Little Green, and Little Blue did not show up, but they made noises, but unfortunately, Lianchuan could only be divided into two according to the sound, the mechanical male and the mechanical female.
But such a classification is meaningless, and it sounds like a greeting every morning.
"How are you doing today?" The mechanical female voice appeared in the direction of the head. Lianchuan defaulted to being the administrator Xiaohong.
"Okay." He answered.
"It's a bit perfunctory." The mechanical male voice sounded in the rear right, which could not be determined in detail. Xiao Green and Xiao Lan had the same voice.
"Accurately," Lian Chuan thought for a while, "I haven't started it today."
"What's the beginning?" Xiao Hong asked.
"Let's do this now." Lian Chuan slammed on the side, avoiding the unknown object that flew from behind.
When this thing approached, Lianchuan didn't notice it at all, and he was shocked when he felt the slight airflow stirred up during the attack.
A white shadow brushed past him. Without hesitation, he put a palm on his back.
This is a humanoid creature, and there is no covering clothing on the body, it is a bit dazzling white.
According to the strength returned from the palm feedback, he can judge that this is a body, but the bone is not normal (strong qiang).
Although it is not known why such a creature appeared here, he did not give this thing a second attack.
Without even carefully observing the details and form of this thing, before it turned, Lianchuan's hand directly penetrated its body, just like the mutant that solved the school before.
After falling to the ground, he realized that this was not a peculiar creature, but a male (sexual) man, at least in appearance.
To be more precise, this human body had just been removed from the culture medium not long after, and it still carried a characteristic paleness.
"Wow." Xiaohong's voice sounded.
Lianchuan didn't make a sound, took a step back, and stopped looking at this "person" on the ground.
"It's amazing," said one of Xiaolu and Xiaolan. "It really is the only person who can fit in with the four."
Probably test it.
It’s just that Lianchuan didn’t understand why it was here, and why the administrator needed to test him. Apart from daily maintenance, it has not been used for a long time...
But he still didn't speak, he didn't express or ask questions, he could think a lot, but he never spoke easily.
Sometimes you don’t even want to do anything.
No idea, no language, no expression, the perfect tool is the safest.
"Why do you just kill (sha)?" Although the speed and tone of voice did not change, Xiaohong's tone clearly questioned.
"Self-protection." Lian Chuan replied, "Anything that threatens my life is inevitable."
This is the memory of countless pains and scars engraved in his brain, which will be preserved no matter how many resets are experienced.
After all, he is the only one who can fit in with the four in the residence.
"Huh." Xiaohong's tone changed again.
"If anomalous individuals were picked up during the recent cleanup, I mean your feelings, if they are, they must be fully recovered." Lei Yu said in the car when he left the city hall with Lei Yu.
"Well." Lianchuan nodded, meaning to catch alive.
The difficulty is not small, but since Lei Yu said, it is an order.
"It's celebration day now," Lei Yu said, "can't go wrong."
Celebration Day is the biggest festival in this huge city, held every 300 days, for two days.
The main city will open the passage, and all hidden in the dark will flood into the safe area.
Two carnival days without curfew.
Each time is like the last one.
One day in advance, the teams of the cleanup team entered the standby points distributed in the main fortresses of the main city.
"Introduce to everyone, our new team member, the path." Lei Yu stood at the door and said, letting out half the space of the door, a person squeezed into the room from his side.
Lei Yu patted his shoulder: "Lu Qian."
A total of six people in Lianchuan’s group greeted him calmly when they heard the name. Lianchuan leaned on a chair in the corner with his legs on the table, with no expression, but raised his eyes to Lu Qian’s face. Swept.
Everyone's reaction in Lei Yu's eyes seemed normal to him.
"The leader of your group is Lian Chuan," he lifted his chin to Lian Chuan's side. "All actions listen to him."
"Understood!" Lu Qian backed up and shouted.
Lian Chuan was startled, and his foot on the table slipped to the ground: "Don't shout."
"Understood!" Lu Qian continued to answer loudly.
"Get it out," Lianchuan said.
A team member stood up with a smile, patting Lu Qian's arm: "Go, take you out to get acquainted with the neighborhood."
"How is it?" Lei Yu asked.
"Don't be too stupid to give us the team in the future," Lianchuan said. "We are also desperate. One group is not enough to die."
Lei Yu smiled and turned and went out.
Lianchuan stepped his feet back on the table and stared at the door.
Lu Qian, newcomer.
Join the sixth team of the cleanup team on the first day.
But the day before he was already dead in the school (fuck cao) field.
That day was the third day he joined the first team of the cleanup team.
"Boss," the compass came over, somewhat unhappy, "does this man have any backstage?"
"Which background will send (guanguan) family members to the cleaning team to die." Lianchuan said.
"Also." Compass nodded.
The details of what happened in the school (fa) have not been remembered. The only thing that can be remembered is the name of the (dead si) deceased team member and the recollection of the abnormal individual Lei Yu later.
Lian Chuan knew that the memory of the personnel involved in that mission had been reset, and he did not know how many times.
It doesn't matter, anyway, they do not belong to themselves.
And he is always the kind of incomplete reset, the brain like a wrong hard drive, countless bad areas, countless read and write errors, countless pieces of fragmentation information.
He did not know if there was a second person like him, only that he must not be the first.
A brain that cannot be completely reset.
This is a secret that requires him to hide at all costs.
"H3 intersection in area d, redundant passers-by." There was a voice from the intercom.
"Ours," Lianchuan stood up, "Go."
Lu Qian was about to enter the house. When he heard this sentence, he was at a loss. He stood by the door and watched the heavily armed players coming out of the house one by one.
"You and my car." Lianchuan said as he passed by.
"Yes!" Lu Qian backed.
Lian Chuan paused, turned his head: "Call you again and run over by yourself."
Lu Qian squeezed her back tightly and kept silent.
"Can you use the equipment?" Lianchuan stepped on a black (color) a01 parked next to it.
"It will work," Lu Qian followed, listening with excitement as the exoskeleton moved slightly, staring at the car in front of him, "All my training is to join the cleanup team."
a01 is a special model for the cleaning team. It rides single or two people back and forth. Because it does not touch the ground and is not restricted by the ground type, it travels smoothly, the speed is amazing, and the maneuvering (strong qiang) can jump up to five meters in height. , Even climbing vertical walls...
These are the contents of the training materials. Lu Qian only drove the a01 simulator in the training class, and the real car was the first time it was so close.
"The third asterisk on the third page of the textbook," Lianchuan started the car. "What does the starting time limit say?"
"What did you say?" Lu Qian froze.
"If the main driver does not board the vehicle within three seconds of boarding the vehicle, he will be deemed to have given up his mission," Lianchuan said.
Lu Qian couldn't be shocked, jumped up, and sat in the position behind Lianchuan. The recycler knocked on Lianchuan helmet.
when!
He hurriedly moved the recycler to the back before the automatic safety lock was locked.
The car rushed out violently, and there was a strong wind silently, and the safety buckle on the waist tightened.
"I... don't remember this one," Lu Qian listened to the roaring wind in his ears, and was a little depressed. "I can clearly memorize it. Really, my theoretical assessment is class a. Isn't the textbook version not... …"
"There is no such one." Lianchuan said.
Lu Qian opened her mouth and didn't speak.
"But keep this in mind when following me." Lianchuan said.
The wind was blowing fast, and Ning Gu stood on a broken steel frame and looked at the debris flying in the air through the cracked goggles.
"Do you think these two days are particularly anxious?" The nail was holding an iron rod behind him, rummaging under his feet.
More debris was caught in the wind as the iron rod went up and down, black, gray, and white, and it was not clear what it was.
This is a huge metal cemetery composed of steel wreckage and abandoned machinery. The hills are endlessly paved with hills, cold and hard.
The thick black mist in the sky was lower and lower in the strong wind, but it never faded. The outside of the black mist was still black mist, and the outside of the black mist was still black mist.
This has been the case since the opening day, Uncle Mad said.
It's just that Ning Gu doesn't understand why there will always be so many debris in the sky that can't be found.
These flying debris convinced the nail that there is another world beyond the black mist.
It’s not impossible to think like this, but the world outside of the Black Mist is only the main city, the reality is always cruel, Uncle Mad said again.
"Don't you think?" The nail picked up a small flat piece of metal, a slap-sized square that could reflect the face. He turned it over and looked a few times, and stuffed it into the leather pocket hanging on his shoulder. .
"Yes." Ning Gu tightened his collar. Although there are constant strong winds throughout the year, there will always be a difference between strong winds and small winds.
He jumped off the steel frame and walked forward.
"Where are you going?" The nail shouted as he continued rummaging.
"Don't follow," Ning Gu said, "I'll come back to find you."
"Are you going to find Uncle Mad again?" said Nail. "Infectious, talk less with him."
Ning Gu smiled back.
Uncle Crazy is an uncle whose face is buried with beard and hair. He is called a lunatic because he looks too abnormal. In fact, after contact, he will find that he does not just look abnormal.
He is just not normal.
"Come on, I'll give you a prediction." Crazy Uncle stood at the door of his cabin and beckoned.
"No." Ning Gu stooped into his hut.
Uncle Crazy’s cabin is far away from the shelter where everyone lives. In the depths of the metal cemetery, it’s built with parts that don’t know any machinery. It looks like an inverted bowl from a distance, and looks like a broken upside down. bowl.
But Uncle Mad said that this was like a turtle shell, and he had painted it for him.
He knew that a long time ago, probably long before the earth opened up, there were many plants and animals everywhere, and the turtle was an animal.
But then everything disappeared, people's memories of animals are getting less and less, and the few animals that can be said have slowly become legendary ancient beasts.
Now only the dignitaries of the main city can own a small number of artificial pets, or a few small flowers that can only grow in special containers.
No, there is also a caracal.
That's a beast, a real beast, no one before, no one after, no one coming, the only one in the whole world, outside and outside the world, brutal and agile, come and go without a trace...
Uncle Mad said, of course, also painted for him.
Uncle Crazy's paintings are ugly, and a few lines didn't really make Ning Gu understand what a Caracal is.
Only remembered that its owner is called Lian Chuan.
The main city (sha killing) is like a cold-blooded hyena.
He has no heart! Uncle Mad said.
But he has a cat. Ning Gu was envious.
"I'll figure it out for you," Uncle Mad entered the house, took down a kettle burning on the stove, and poured him a glass of water, "Want to listen?"
"No," Ning Gu said. "When I was 22, you gave me a gossip and said I couldn't live until 20."
"How do you know that you are really 22 years old?" Uncle Mad said, "What if you are only 19?"
"Then I will die next year?" Ning Gu fell to his chair and looked at him.
"Who knows," Uncle Mad also poured himself a glass of water, pulled out a small cloth bag from his pocket (Mo), and shook a little without knowing anything into the water, "Alive or dead...we It may have died long ago."
"What is it?" Ning Gu leaned in with interest.
"Children can't drink." Uncle Mad took the glass and evaded.
"Anyway, I'm going to die next year," Ning Gu said, "I will take a bite."
"Then you might be dead now." Uncle Mad said.
"It doesn't matter, it may have died long ago," Ning Gu followed him, "You just said."
"No, no, it's here, it's hard to find!" Uncle Crazy ran around the house holding his cup, "Maybe this is the only thing I can find in this life!"
"Nervous," Ning Gu returned to his chair again. "You count one."
"I am not a fortune teller," said Uncle Mad. "I told you that I am a prophet."
"Then you predict one," Ning Gu said.
"Which way?" Uncle Mad looked at him immediately. "When did you die?"
"The wind is so strong," Ning Gu looked at the door. The debris-laden wind rushed in from the door, and an unclear ash fell in the glass. "Is the car coming?"
Uncle Mad stared at him.
"How long?" Ning Gu said again.
Uncle Mad stared at him again for a while: "This doesn't need to count, based on my experience, tomorrow."
"Okay," Ning Gu slapped, jumped from his chair, and walked out of the door. "Thank you once."
"Do you want to go?" Uncle Mad asked.
"I haven't been there yet," Ning Gu said.
"Not the same. Before you secretly went, you might not even dare to move out of the car," Uncle Mad took a sip of tea. "This time you want to enter the main city."
"So what?" Ning Gu turned his head.
"Don't go," said Uncle Mad, "will die."
Ning Gu laughed, strode out, raised his arms and shook, raised his voice against the wind: "I was dead when I was 20.", everyone remember to collect g5g1d or remember g5g1d, g5g1dm. Free and fastest update No anti-theft no anti-theft. Error report. Seeking books to find books. Chatting with book friends