When Luo Binhan asked about it, he was ready. He can accept a tragic answer at its worst, or a boring answer that's not so bad. That actually doesn't matter to him. Even if it's a bad answer, he won't be bothered by it at all. Because in the final analysis, he is just a passing speck of dust. In front of the swords and shadows of higher or lower levels, he is as indifferent as a mosquito flying over the ancient battlefield. If there was any reason for him to hesitate in this matter, it was that he still didn't know what Jing Huang really thought.
"They did it themselves." Jing Huang said.
This answer was something Luo Binhan had never imagined, but it was neither good nor bad. He shrugged and said, "A scientific accident?"
"...Why do you think so?"
"What do you think? I hear about this every damn day."
Jing Huang's face returned to its usual lifeless expression. Luo Binhan secretly observed with a cold eye, thinking that he might have guessed wrong, or at least some of it. But he didn't show it on his face, and continued to urge Jing Huang to explain. Jing Huang seemed reluctant and simply said that it had something to do with the Gao Ling belt.
"Before the reconstruction of Wuyuan Star, we knew very little about the Gao Ling Belt. Because everything went smoothly at the beginning, and all nearby threats were successfully eliminated, so we were a little careless. When dealing with the Gao Ling Belt While doing the experiment, I accidentally triggered a certain rumor collected from outside. As a result, the entire planet was swallowed up by the wave. Have you seen it before, right? The way the Tianlun star was melted was very different from the infinity at that time. It should be about the same distance."
"Then how come there are still alive?"
"They activated the anti-spiritual field device, right? They protected the incubation room. After that, someone went there from Chi County and took away the most mature sample in the incubation room."
"Who is so and so?"
"A man named Jing Liyuan. Later, during the reconstruction, intelligence records about him were found in the base. This guy is from Chixian County and contacted Wuyuan during their first reconnaissance. Originally, Wuyuan was not involved in the investigation at that time. They didn't pay much attention to him, but asked him to help provide some information on language and customs. In the end, it was him who escaped the disaster. Although this man was somewhat intelligent, he did not have any monastic roots, so he raised the only sample He died of illness when he was seven or eight years old... It is probably related to being exposed to Wuyuan's environment. Although Wuyuan at that time had temporarily escaped the wave of backlash, the extreme cold and radiation were still there. Like you If you fall on it, you'll be dead within a few days."
When Jing Huang was halfway through speaking, Luo Binhan became energetic. He did come with the intention of asking for information, but he didn't expect that he would still know this.
"Jing Liyuan," he said, and then repeated emphatically, "Jing."
"...He is Jing Zangyu's adoptive father. What do you want to say?"
Luo Binhan shook his head dignifiedly under his compelling gaze. But that couldn't stop him from being excited in his heart to give this deceased mortal a title. He saw Momolo sitting at the other end also listening intently and peacefully, with a relieved smile on his face. That feels a bit strange, but Luo Binhan doesn't want to pursue this now.
"Why would he help Wuyuan?" He continued to poke Jing Huang and asked, "Wouldn't that make him look like... uh, a county traitor?"
"Go ask that cat. Chen Youzhi must have investigated Jing Liyuan, which is why he is so interested in the secrets of the dead."
Luo Binhan made a note of this in his mind, but the black cat was not in the room at this time. He was itching and wanted to find out more details.
"Let's talk about Wuyuan again," he suggested. "You just mentioned that they want to eliminate threats. But I remember that your hometown is a place that doesn't mind its own business... Why is it also part of a war zone?"
"Do you think the only threats to Wuyuan are monsters and ghosts?"
"I can't figure out what kind of conflict there is here." Luo Binhan said bluntly, "You and Wuyuan have resource conflicts? Or some generational hatred? But aren't you Demonic Castle?"
Jing Huang gave him an answer, so quickly and softly that Luo Binhan almost ignored it. But his eyes never strayed away from the other person's face, and of course he could see the other person's lips moving. Jing Huang told him in a low voice: Existence is conflict.
"What the hell?" Luo Binhan said.
Existence is conflict. Jing Huang repeated it in a faster and higher voice. He then mentioned the High Spirit Belt, the sixth-level infinite wishing machine, the supposed source of inconsistency in the universe. For all those who pursue rationality, that phenomenon is pure anomaly and disturbance, and a vicious illusion that stands between them and the truth. . All calculations will be interfered with and all results will be canceled. If this is not ruled out, they will never get the right great results. The expedition was so convinced. Wuyuanxing is so sure. They built a base and made a series of plans to eliminate disturbances. There is essentially no difference between eliminating threats and anomalies. Aliens are illusions and monsters. Places where common sense is broken are undoubtedly war zones. They prepared a group of reserve members who were adjusted to look similar to the mortals in Chi County, and even some outdated physiological functions that had been optimized long ago were restored. A certain degree of degradation results in more concealment. Added stealth just for gathering intelligence and evading attacks. But how ridiculous it all ends! Those degraded original features!
"...What?" Luo Binhan said blankly. Before Jing Huang's silence came to an abrupt end, all he heard were some intermittent words, some angry voices and cold ridicule. The defects in some of the sentences may have been made up by his own mind. Jing Huang's full meaning could not be conveyed to him, and perhaps was never intended to be conveyed to him.
Momolo sat on the other side. Luo Binhan felt that the Yongguang clan might be able to hear it more clearly than him, but Momoluo didn't give him any hints, just remained silent and smiled with twinkling eyes.
"Speak clearly." He could only ask Jing Huang, "What kind of deterioration?"
Jing Huang responded by lying on his side and kicking him mercilessly to the ground with one foot. It was an undisputed expulsion order, so Luo Binhan pulled his hair and hurried away in the storm and high temperature. Momolo came out later than him, with clear water in his eyes but an expression of joy and relief.
"That's great, Mr. Luo." He grabbed Luo Binhan's hand and said, "This must be a major step forward in opening Mr. Xuan Hong's heart!"
"I can't see." Luo Binhan replied conservatively. He found that the Yongguang people were accustomed to thinking on the optimistic side of things.
"But Mr. Xuanhong has never spoken so much before! He must be touched by everyone's concern! Mr. Luo, I think this is a good opportunity."
Luo Binhan didn't know yet what Momoluo's "opportunity" was talking about, but he instinctively pulled his hands back. After all, they are two men, and it seems inappropriate to hold hands like this when they are not suitable for each other.
"I have always wanted to persuade Mr. Xuanhong to go home once!" Momolo said.
