Yan stepped forward and glared at the little girl condescendingly, "What did you do to this song?"
The little girl slowly raised her head and looked upward. After seeing his arms full of tattoos, she immediately hid behind her mother.
The woman asked warily: "What are you going to do?"
"This is my favorite song," Yan explained, "but it has been completely ruined."
Hearing this, the woman hugged the girl and turned around to leave. While speeding up her pace, she turned back and spat: "There's something wrong. Isn't the music nowadays so messed up?"
An Yu grabbed a few more people and asked, only to find out that the same abnormality occurred in the audio and video that people in District 34 were exposed to daily. The rhythm was disordered, which was probably a way for super abnormal bodies to disrupt perception.
"I still want to go to this second-hand shop." He asked Qin Zhilu for instructions: "Although this pocket watch can no longer measure time, I am a little concerned."
The map sent by Qin Zhilu popped up on the terminal, and Zhong Ji's old items were highlighted.
Qin Zhilu jumped to the private channel, "You don't have to ask for instructions on everything. I told you when I was in Area 53 that the supervisory objects on the 199th floor must have the awareness to control the overall situation. Now let's add another one, they must learn to make decisions. Yan is the commander of the 198th floor , but now he is also your team member, and he will also follow your action plan, so you must be decisive."
"Okay, sir." An Yu licked his lips gently. The hot and humid weather made his lips a little sticky. He walked towards the direction marked on the map. After walking for a while, he couldn't help but said, "I can protest to you. One thing?”
Qin Zhilu said: "Tell me."
An Yu looked at the potholes on the road under the night sky, "Can you please stop saying such things to me?"
Qin Zhilu paused, "What kind of words?"
"The supervisory objects on the 199th floor must have an overall view, and the supervisory objects on the 199th floor must learn to make decisions..." An Yu paused, "I'm sorry, I can't explain why, but these reminders of identity make me a little anxious. , like..."
After waiting for a while, Qin Zhilu asked in a low voice from the earphones, "Like what?"
An Yu said nothing and continued to look at the road.
It was like watching Ling Qiu mark the calendar and count the remaining bread when he was a child.
Like hearing that the house warden said that he wanted to take back the low-income dormitory that had protected him from wind and rain for ten years.
Like... He occasionally recalled the day he watched Ling Qiu go to the military headquarters to pick up a new car - only after losing Ling Qiu did he realize that that back figure meant that under the Black Sea, the stakes that tied him had long since disappeared with the waves. , he was destined to drift alone until he was struck and broken by the black waves.
An Yu seemed to have suddenly forgotten to speak. It was not until long after he walked out that Qin Zhilu suddenly sighed into the earphones again, "I know, I'll say it differently in the future."
An Yu paused, "Huh?"
"Ling Qiu's death seems to have left you with a hidden trauma. You have begun to consciously perceive whether the valuable people around you are at risk of leaving, and evaluate how much of a blow such leaving will have on your life. I think you probably I’ve heard that junior executives are reserve personnel for senior executives, and this statement makes you uneasy.”
An Yu digested it for a long time, "Is this also the result of the brain's analysis of me?"
"Of course not, the brain won't know this." Qin Zhilu paused, "This is what the rabbit ears on my screen just told me."
An Yu was stunned for a while, "My AI?"
"Yeah." Qin Zhilu pointed his finger on the terminal, swiped down, released, and repeated. An Yu, the lop-eared rabbit whose ears were pulled by him, kept his face forbearing until his face was expressionless. Finally, taking advantage of the opportunity when he raised his hand, he held one ear in one hand and shrank into the corner.
Qin Zhilu suddenly couldn't help laughing, "Based on the AI's reaction, I seem to be the only person you think has irreplaceable value."
An Yu walked blankly in the night, and after a long time he murmured: "Don't you want to destroy that AI?"
Qin Zhilu took some time to calm down and said, "That was the original plan."
"Then why not?"
Qin Zhilu thought for two seconds, "I can't bear it. It seems to have learned some clever survival tricks. It always stares at me with its golden round eyes, which makes people feel soft."
Just as he walked to the door of a store, An Yu turned to face the window and looked at the reflection of his golden eyes under the street lamp.
"Sir, on the snowy field, I tried to beg you with my eyes, but you didn't relent."
Qin Zhilu took off the cap of his pen and wrote a real-time battle report for him. The tip of the pen made a swishing sound on the white paper and said casually: "How do you know I'm not soft-hearted?"
It is true that he never wanted to execute An Yu, but in his original plan, he wanted to take An Yu back to the laboratory and retest it by directly injecting the aberrant gene. After using more intense and cruel testing methods, if An Yu can still stabilize his mental strength, he will be able to meet his years of waiting.
But in the end, he made An Yu directly the subject of supervision and went to the mission to observe slowly.
Although An Yu's performance far exceeded expectations, his decision on the snowy field was indeed a desperate one and an exception without warning - when he grabbed the rope on An Yu's chest and dragged the person in front of him, his eyes were trembling with tears. The golden eyes disturbed his mind, even if only for a moment.
An Yu said confused: "Are you soft-hearted? Why don't I feel it?"
"No." Qin Zhilu capped his pen, "It was just a casual comment."
An Yu said "Oh".
That's right, he still remembers the feeling of having a gun put down his throat. If that was the commander's behavior after he relented, then the commander would be too scary.
Zhongji Old Things is half a city away from the hospital, and it was already midnight when we arrived. There are only street lights that flicker on and off - they have also lost the fixed switch time, and all the facilities in Area 34 are cooperating with that thing's deception.
There was a huge lock hanging on the narrow door. As soon as An Yu picked up the thing, Yan stretched out his hand and broke it on the lock rod. The strong metal completely deformed under An Yu's eyes, and the lock almost fell off. Smashed his foot.
Yan opened the door for him smoothly, "Come in."
"..." An Yu quickly lowered his head and went in, not daring to say a word.
The shop is small, and five people are a bit crowded. The three walls are filled with shelves, most of which are ornaments and beads, as well as some unknown ancient utensils.
There were two old musical instruments in the corner. One was a xylophone with only two strings. An Yu didn't know its name. The second was an old piano - I don't know what era it was from. It was half shorter than the piano An Yu knew. It was squeezed in the corner, squeezing the cashier's table next to it and almost embedded it into the wall.
Everyone checked the old items one by one, but no clocks were found.
"It seems that this pocket watch is the only surviving time vehicle in Area 34, although it has lost its function." Lu Ming glanced at the pocket watch in An Yu's hand, "Lao is definitely not crazy, he understands the situation much better than others. "
An Yu's eyes fell on a black metal object on the piano.
It is shaped like a pyramid, with a wide base and a narrow top. There is a vertical metal pendulum behind the glass cover. There is a vernier on the pendulum and there are scales on both sides of the back plate.
He carefully turned the thing around and looked at the label on the back.
【Antique Metronome】
【930 yuan】
"It's used for beating time. It has some timing function." Lu Ming reached out and skillfully removed the glass cover and released the swing rod. After a two-second pause, the swing rod remained motionless. He sighed: "It really can't be used anymore."
An Yu fiddled with the iron rod and asked, "Could it swing from side to side?"
Lumen said "Yeah", "The internal structure is similar to that of a clock. The gears and spring drive the pendulum. When it swings, it will make a sound. Beginner players use this to control the rhythm."
An Yu nodded, turned over and looked at the price tag, "Nine hundred and three, so expensive."
Yan wondered: "You want to buy it?"
"Hmm..." An Yu hesitated for a moment. When he looked at these old instruments, he would think of the commander - the young man who had not killed his relatives yet, was just released from the laboratory and returned to human society, and liked to sit under the bookshelf and play the acoustic guitar. Qin Zhilu.
He glanced at the price tag again, "How can I pay for it if I don't have cash?"
"The shop owner is dead. If there is no heir to the property, it will be merged into the finance of Bai City." Yan curled his lips and said, "Just take it and report it to the Black Tower when you go back."
An Yu nodded and carefully put down the metronome, "Come back and get it after the task is completed."
No one answered, and everyone was busy checking the remaining items.
Qin Zhilu asked in the private channel, "You don't even know this thing?"
"Well, it's the first time we've met."
"Why did you buy it?"
"This is for you, sir. You should like it." An Yu paused, "Zhu Tao said that he would regularly give Chief Feng some small gifts to maintain the relationship. He suggested that I follow suit."
Qin Zhilu paused for a long time after hearing this, "Then did he say what kind of relationship is maintained?"
An Yu was at a loss for a while, then hesitantly said: "Zhu Tao said that all relationships in the world must be managed with hard work."
Qin Zhilu was silent. An Yu thought he didn't like it. Just when he was about to say that he should save the money, he heard a faint sound in the earphones.
The commander seemed to smile.
"That's fine." Qin Zhilu said, "Sending me something regularly is a good habit."
"Okay, if you agree with this method, I will continue." An Yu breathed a sigh of relief and added rigorously: "On the premise of not ruining the plan of saving money to pay off debts."
Qin Zhilu: "..."
Everyone found nothing and was about to leave when a message suddenly popped up simultaneously on the terminal.
Qin Zhilu's voice also became serious.
"Just now, District 34 Hospital sent an emergency report to the main city. The dermatology department detected the same strain from a large sample. It has very low sequence similarity with the virus from the previous plague. It is a new virus. The relevant sequence data has been reported to the brain. "
An Yu was surprised, "Don't the plagues here occur every six to nine months? It was only three months since the last time."
Qin Zhilu paused, "Not only that. The peripheral drones detected a large number of distortion frequencies, and compared with the database, they were determined to be water ant abnormalities, but the amplitude was larger, and there may be new mutation characteristics."
The night sky suddenly lit up for a moment, and then thunder boomed and rain poured down.
The plague and water ants came at the same time.
Chapter 64 Time Console·64
Rain quickly seeped into the room along the cracks in the door, the air humidity soared, and the hot flashes strangled people's throats.
A familiar smell of acidity spread into the junk shop along with the rain. An Yu moved his nose. The smell reminded him of the giant praying mantis on the ferry. He looked at the rainwater that was meandering on the ground. There seemed to be countless people in the water. Transparent light spots were flickering.
Yan's face was gloomy, "It's insect eggs."
During the intermittent period of huge thunder, the buzzing sound approached from a distance, and the sharp high-frequency sound waves tortured people's nerves. An's face turned pale, and a dozen large blue morpho butterflies immediately surrounded him. Ning took his hand and comforted him: "I'm here."
Lu Ming said coldly: "Let's see what it is."
He pushed open the door, and the heavy rain was instantly splashed all over the room by the wind. A dozen fist-sized water ants rushed into the room like cannonballs, screaming sharply and hovering in the air. Suddenly, a blue-purple light rippled in the small space, and groups of large blue Morpho butterflies flapped their wings peacefully in the heavy rain. They dodged water ants and surrounded everyone.
Ning held An with one arm and placed the other on his chest, lowering his eyes and concentrating, building a mental barrier for everyone.
The deformed water ant has slender transparent wings on its back, and its body is in the shape of slender segments. Four inflated eyeballs are abruptly embedded on both sides of the narrow body. The pupils are as flexible as a machine, constantly rotating in all directions.
Yan crushed two water ants to pieces with one hand, and the rest immediately flew higher, forming a black vortex in the air, and then rushed towards An Yu together.
An looked at An Yu weakly and was about to raise his hand, but An Yu said, "Wait a minute."
The buzzing sound was already close to his ears. He looked at the pair of blood-red eyeballs, and the water ants opened their fangs and bit into his skin.
In an instant, the water ants exploded, leaving pus and blood all over the ground.
The survival value on the terminal fluctuated slightly, only dropping a few points.
An Yu breathed a sigh of relief as everyone looked at him in shock. "I already have gene fusion consciousness, so I can save a few butterflies." He turned to An and said, "Just give me some damage-reducing buffs. There's no need to rush for treatment."
