White mist?
Han Bin was thoughtful.
"According to those who came back to report, the white fog seemed to be smaller than before, but the main reason for their speculation was that there was a sudden fault outside the white fog."
Chen Fei continued.
"Fault?" Han Bin didn't understand what he meant for a moment.
"Similar to a fire break belt, there is a bald path on the outer edge of the white fog. It is also strange, but it may be that the higher-level alien plants in the center are actively avoiding it, and then finally move out."
"However, it is also possible that there was one in that place originally, but it was covered by the white mist and could not be seen. It is also possible... that it was bald inside the white mist."
Chen Fei said with some excitement the guess he just came up with suddenly.
"It's really possible that Bai Wu is actually bald. Brother Han, please listen to my analysis..."
Han Bin: "..."
He waved his hand and quickly stopped Chen Fei, and ordered: "Let them continue to investigate the cause, pay special attention to the white mist, but don't enter the white mist without permission."
"OK, Brother Han." Chen Fei said, and then immediately left to inform others.
After Chen Fei left, Han Bin looked at the things in his hands again. This was what Chen Fei thought was a newspaper when he came in and took a quick glance at it, but in fact they were several paintings.
Something Han Bin drew by himself.
But it is not a style full of sunshine and hope like his usual paintings. The whole painting has a dim tone and dead branches and bones. If Chen Fei saw it, he would definitely recognize it. This was the last time he and Han Bin watched the water together. When I look in the mirror, I see the picture of staring.
The first set is a circle of white bones outwards, with a long-withered tree in the center.
The second picture is of the huge butterfly wings on the tree, which are resplendent, but appear strange and sad in such an environment.
The third picture is of overwhelming black vines, filling the entire picture. This is the last scene shown in the solid picture.
It was this painting that Han Bin looked at without blinking. Because he was a user of the water mirror, he would look at the picture of the water mirror more carefully and have a certain connection with the water mirror.
Han Bin looked closely at the black vine in the picture. To be precise, it was the thing blocked by the black vine.
Behind the countless black vines, a few hints of blue were revealed, but due to the obstruction of the black vines, it was not particularly clear.
In fact, on the day of watching, Han Bin felt that he could see more pictures, but in the end, the solid pictures turned into white snowflakes.
He had a strong feeling in his heart, just as he was sure that it was the orange cat that caused the backlash, that moment when the water mirror looked like snowflakes was definitely related to that smear of blue.
What is that thing? Is it the same existence as that cat? Is there any connection between them? Does the situation in the Lost Forest have anything to do with them this time?
Without any ideas, Han Bin sighed and put down the painting.
——
Wow——
With the turning of the last page, Yun You finally read the entire last stop of Long Wei, not only from the perspectives of Ling Xuanwei and Lu Linyan, but also from part of God's perspective.
Yun You closed the storybook and remained silent for a long time, so long that Daju thought she might have fallen asleep.
Han Qichuan was indeed the culprit for the destruction of Longwei Base, and millions of lives were indeed lost because of him.
It can be said that he is indeed the sinner of Longwei Base.
The pictures in the storybooks are only more tragic and bloody than Ling Xuanwei's descriptions. Bones, broken arms, and blood-stained rivers are not just words.
It was the first time she had seen Han Qichuan's cold, heartless look and eyes that ignored life in the pictures in the storybook, and they were extremely strange.
In the picture, he is more like an evil god and disaster from hell, who only comes to destroy the world and becomes a nightmare for the entire world.
If she had directly seen this piece of information when she came, maybe she would not have chosen to save him.
But... there are no ifs in this world.
but,
She doesn't regret her choice now.
Just like Daju said, she is biased.
She looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the drunk Han Qichuan on the bed, and recalled Han Qichuan's reaction on the road before. She couldn't help but smile. She didn't expect that his usually straight face would be so cute when he was drunk.
Han Qichuan was her first friend in the apocalypse.
After spending a month together, she didn't believe that Han Qichuan would eventually become what she saw in the storybook.
Han Qichuan gave her the feeling that although he looked cold on the surface, he was actually very soft on the inside.
Over the past month, he has done his job conscientiously and can be called the most competent bodyguard in history. He has never complained when helping her with chores.
Even when he was surrounded and beaten by three people this afternoon, he was thinking about her safety. He also attaches great importance to the promises he has made. He uses the mutant's abilities with great care every time.
There are many things, many small details in life, it is impossible not to be touched.
From the beginning, she was just looking for a temporary bodyguard, but now she has already regarded Han Qichuan as a friend and classified him as one of her own.
In this timeline, Han Qichuan's time course has completely changed from the moment he was rescued by her. This is also a brand new life for him.
It's just as unfair to impose the events of the previous timeline on him now.
She believed him.
His last life and his current life were completely two people.
"Let's go, Daju." Yun You beckoned Daju and was about to leave Han Qichuan's bedroom.
Daju glanced at the sleeping Han Qichuan on the windowsill, and then at Yunyou. He jumped to Yunyou and said, "Meow, I also choose to believe him."
Yun You smiled and touched Da Ju's head, then hugged it and turned to leave, closing the door quietly.
——
12 o'clock at night.
Almost everyone has fallen asleep.
But in the courtyard belonging to Long Wei, there was a study room that was still brightly lit.
Ling Xuanwei couldn't calm down for a long time after reading the information Yun You gave her. Han Qichuan was indeed miserable, not just ordinary misery.
Now she couldn't help but wonder if her previous thoughts were wrong.
Does she feel like a devil when she transfers her hatred to the unsuspecting Han Qichuan?
In this life, Han Qichuan did nothing and knew nothing.
She doesn't know what to do now?
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a knock on the door.
After a short sleep, Lu Linyan, who had woken up from his drunken state, knocked on the door of the study.
He didn't drink much before, and when he was brought back by his subordinates, he drank a bowl of sober soup. It had been more than an hour now, and he was much less drunk than before. At least he felt sober now.
He got up to look for water, but found that Xiaowei was still in the study with the light on, so he came over to see if she had encountered any problems.
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