Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 971: Tianxiaze (Part )

The waves gushed violently, like clouds of white mist splashed by an avalanche. The wind was very strong, and the waves were no longer gentle, not even wavy, but began to become angular, sharp and cold, like an oily gem that had been violently damaged. Layers of foam were splashed onto these uneven surfaces by the roaring engines, and then pushed left and right by the boat, spreading far away.

Driving this kind of machine is a bit like riding a water dragon or a sea horse, dragging its snow-white and winding mane and tail, and making a never-tiring roar. But more important is the unpredictable bumps like a living thing. You can never rely on your eyes to predict whether the road will rise or fall next. Suddenly, you will be thrown on the seat, and suddenly it will tilt to the side and soak your arms in water. This is a situation that land vehicles will not easily encounter, but it is the norm of the sea and ocean currents. It is this unpredictable body of water that gives the mechanical steed vitality.

Luo Binhan stepped on the accelerator, not too worried about being thrown off. He had practiced three or four times before returning to Lihai City, and he felt that it was enough. Facts proved that he really mastered it well: when leaving the port, he almost brushed past Xiaorong who had just returned. Xiaorong hugged the coach's waist from behind and asked him loudly where Xiao Luo was - she mistook him for the coach, probably because of the helmet. Luo Binhan freed one hand and waved towards the beach, suggesting that her second-generation rich man was tired of playing and was sleeping on the beach with a magazine covering his head and a thick layer of sunscreen on his face.

Xiao Rong might come to talk to him on the beach later, but she is not difficult to deal with. The person lying on the beach will have a microphone on his collar, and Li Li can use his voice to tell all the disturbers to go away. These are all small things, just things to leave behind. The really important things are ahead. He first walked to the north, then turned east and rushed to a place where he could not see the shore at all. A row of orange-red buoys floated in the blue waves, indicating that this is the boundary of the safe zone.

Luo Binhan looked up and saw another silver-black motorboat at ten o'clock. There were two people on the boat. He released the throttle, let the engine go to idle, made a small turn, and slowly moved closer along the waves. The other party was also waiting for him to approach. He recognized the size of the two people on the boat and knew that the one sitting at the back was the coach.

"From this point on, there can be no mistakes," he said to himself. Then he took off his helmet, wiped the water from his neck and laughed happily.

"How does it feel!" he shouted over the sound of the wind and waves. "Not too scary, is it?"

The driver in the front also took off his helmet. Zhou Wenxing's hair was only wet at the tips, and his face was still calm as usual. He didn't have any special feelings about driving a human water toy car. Luo Binhan didn't feel disappointed. Even Peter Pan in Chixian County could say the word "black box". It was reasonable for Zhou Wenxing to use some simple machines. He might even be able to drive a spaceship.

"You've already mastered it?" He asked in a joking tone. "You've come this far, you must have practiced it well, right?"

"Not bad." Zhou Wenxing replied, "It's not very difficult."

"How does it compare to playing the guitar?" Robinson asked on the spur of the moment, "Which do you think is harder?"

"If you want to do it well enough, it's probably playing it."

"I don't believe it," Robinson said. "How hard can it be to just move your fingers? Or do you think it's good enough to just ride this thing around?"

Zhou Wenxing didn't say anything, but just looked at him sideways, with perhaps a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Let's try something interesting," Luo Binhan suggested, "How about water racing? But it's best not to play here, there are too many people here, and it's easy to be disturbed."

"What should we do?"

Luo Binhan shook his head in the direction of the buoy. "Let's go outside the safety line, where there won't be any novices crawling around in the water, and we won't run too far - we shouldn't start from here and run out, otherwise we'll run too far without realizing it. I know there's a small island nearby, I estimate it's 20 to 30 kilometers away. Let's start from there and run all the way back, and the one who touches the buoy first wins. But we must stay away from each other along the way. After all, this is a risky sport, and we should stay within each other's sight so that we can look after each other in case something goes wrong."

Zhou Wenxing listened to his words, then turned to look at the coach behind him, as if to confirm whether this was really in accordance with the rules. The coach wearing a helmet just shrugged silently, as if to tell him "whoever pays has the final say."

Luo Binhan waited patiently for a reply. "Why?" he asked deliberately, "Are you worried about something happening? Then let's go back to shore. I have something important to discuss with everyone."

"What's going on?"

"It's a matter of life and death." Luo Binhan said mysteriously, and then gently stepped on the accelerator, allowing the motorboat to cross the safety boundary set by the buoy. "If you really want to know, come to the east to find me. I don't mind hearing your personal opinion first - but you have to come alone. I don't want the news to spread too quickly. Go east from here and you can see the island I mentioned. It was a landfill before it was abandoned, and the area is very small. But you won't miss it as long as you pay more attention, because there is a tower on the island. I guess it used to be a radar or for weather detection. The weather is good today, and you should be able to see it from ten nautical miles away."

He didn't look at Zhou Wenxing's reaction again, he stepped on the accelerator and sped away. Did the other party understand his threat? He hardly considered this. To be honest, it didn't matter. He was already in a dilemma. If Zhou Wenxing was not deceived by the effect of the drug, or was just out of pure caution and refused to step into his trap, then all he could do was make a last-ditch effort: he would stride onto the beach and shoot Zhou Wenxing in the head in full view of everyone. The monster could dodge and resist, but there were enough witnesses around, and Li Li would use surveillance cameras and all the equipment on the operatives to record the inhuman posture. He would not hold back, he would not stop, he would keep chasing that thing until he died. This incident would be big enough to attract the attention of public opinion and the government, and Li Li would make the evidence left behind public to the outside world. She herself was a good proof and could quickly dispel the suspicion of video fraud.

But this is a bad move after all. He thought calmly. First of all, he has to die. He is almost certain to die. No matter how lucky he is, he will die socially. It is a tragic victory that is a tragic defeat. This is 100% against his promise to Shi Qi. Besides, the army may not be able to catch Zhou Wenxing. At most, they may send some bombs to the moon, and maybe even hurt Momoro.

The engine was roaring, the waves and the sea breeze hit his face fiercely, the helmet hanging on his neck was shaking and hitting his back randomly. He felt very excited. If Li Li hadn't taken out the secret sedative, he might have been excited or crazy and barked like a mad dog. This was a kind of morbid vitality, the mood of those adolescent kids who had to risk being stabbed by anti-theft nails to climb over the railing. His ears were filled with the crazy roaring wind, and the front was as vast as the ancient wilderness. This was the world after crossing the safety line.

But only today. He continued to step on the accelerator and said to himself. All the violations of rules and indulgence of desires are only for today. When today is over, when everything is settled, he will live seriously, solemnly, and truly value responsibility and morality - he can't help but feel funny when thinking this, because even he has to admit that this is too far away, and he is suspected of being a Ye Gong who loves dragons. Zhou Wenxing is a difficult mountain to climb. Today may never pass, and after climbing over it, he still has other things to do. These are too far away, he only lives for today. He can only fight for today.

The shadow of the tower emerged from the hazy sky. It had almost no brick or concrete structure, just a skinny metal frame, leaning precariously against the heavy clouds and mist. Luo Binhan slightly adjusted his direction and headed towards it again. In a few minutes, the rough outline of the entire island appeared before him.

The place was completely different from when he left it—no, not at all. It had become a hellish cesspool. There were steep slopes and pits everywhere, and the high piles of garbage could almost make people fall backwards. When he could see the coastline clearly, the wind was filled with poisonous gases that corroded his breath. All kinds of unrecognizable waste filled the island, such as plastic bags, scrap metal, moldy broken wood planks, and half-melted wet cardboard shells... The wisps of gray and dark fog also took shape. It turned out that they were swarms of flies swimming in the mountains of stinking garbage and the streams of leachate.

At this time, Luo Binhan's mood was still stable. On the one hand, he really came with the intention of dying, and on the other hand, Li Li's medicine was also very effective - mainly due to the latter - he let the motorboat gently land along the current, and then reluctantly jumped onto the shore. His shoes sank into the soft sewage pit after walking two steps, and several black plastic wrappers stuck to the uppers. When he put on his helmet to stop the flies from drilling into his nostrils, a young man turned out from behind the garbage mountain. This man also had a typical fisherman's appearance, with dark skin and a strong body. He was barefoot and shirtless in an admirable way, and his face was actually smiling, which made Luo Binhan believe that this man could live a comfortable life even in the wasteland after a nuclear war. Such a talent should be sent to help Zhou Yu's doomsday kitchen. He wiped the water off his helmet, raised his head and looked carefully, and discerned a tattoo on the other's arm that was not sure whether it was a loach or a dragon. Ah! It turned out to be an acquaintance.

The little captain handed him a bulging canvas bag. "She told me to give it to you," he said cheerfully, "and to take your boat back."

Luo Binhan reluctantly took off his helmet and handed it to him. He couldn't accept this man's inappropriate happiness. He really wanted to drag him to die in this damn place together, instead of watching the motorboat speed away. He held his breath and walked to the place closest to the shore and began to check the things in the bag. There was a clean and well-fitting sportswear; a pair of off-road shock-absorbing boots, fortunately they were high-top; a hanging bag for weapons (no camouflage at all, this little captain seemed to be Li Li's trusted subordinate); and an ear-clip two-way communication device. He clipped it on his left ear, and Li Li's voice came from it immediately.

"He'll be here in about five minutes," she said. "You should get ready as soon as possible."

"I know," Robinham replied. "I just want to ask how did you get this place into such a mess?"

"The camouflage operation is part of our preparation, sir, to prevent the target from identifying the facility in advance. I told you so at the beginning."

"I thought you were just going to put something on top of it."

"We all know this is a landfill that was eventually abandoned. The same should be done during the post-inspection." "What about the sterile environment you want?"

"The core facility has been sealed off. The outer areas will be cleared in a matter of seconds. You understand."

"I don't understand," Robin Han began to change his clothes, "I think you just want me to die."

"That is not my intention at all—but I admit that the scene is quite amusing."

"Li Li," Luo Binhan said calmly despite the effects of the drug, "you are so cruel."

"Four minutes, sir."

  Luo Binhan changed his clothes, put away his headphones, and stuffed his equipment into the garbage mountain. He tried not to study the composition of the paste-like dirt that looked like both sludge and feces, with yellow-green velvet spots on the black matrix, but faced the sea and looked out at the horizon. In this situation, he wanted to put his hands in his pockets, stand alone in the vast water and sky, and think about what he thought was just like the sentence "I want to return to my hometown, far away in the east of the sea" - but the fact is that almost every ten seconds he had to reach out to drive away those damn flies, they kept trying to get into his collar, hair and ear canal like bees that smelled the fragrance. The stench was hot and wet, rolling and hitting his back, making him roll his eyes. Oh my God, he was really convinced. Li Li, this bastard, vicious woman, conspirator, sadist, antisocial personality AI, she might have scraped the sewers and septic tanks of the entire Aries City. How can she be called a Little Zhuge? She is simply a living King Xuan!

He stood there silently shooing away flies until the shadow of another motorboat appeared on the horizon. Zhou Wenxing came alone, without a helmet or protective clothing - he must have been sent to shore with his coach. Luo Binhan waved to him happily and asked him to dock in a shallow bay near the tower.

"Thank God you're here." He kicked the garbage that was blocking his way. "If you had been five minutes later, I would have voted."

Zhou Wenxing jumped ashore and looked at him curiously. "I have no intention of asking you to surrender."

"Surrender?" Robin Han said, "Jump into the sea!"

Zhou Wenxing just smiled quietly as usual, and turned to look at the dirtiest and most filthy corner created by human society. His brows were calm and peaceful, his breathing was even and steady, and even his muscles did not tremble. This realm of living immortals on earth is really enviable.

"You foreigners are really amazing." Luo Binhan couldn't help but sigh, "You can even use your nose as a decoration. What kind of magical skill is this?"

"It's not bad. Compared to the treatment center I used to be in charge of, this place is just not very clean."

"Have you ever treated anyone?"

"Well, I used to do something similar to a doctor. At that time, the people in the woods—"

"Stop, stop for a moment." Luo Binhan interrupted him, "It's not that I'm not interested in your story. Really, I've been wondering about your origins for a long time. But can't we go somewhere else to tell it? I'm almost fainting from the smoke!"

"Is this the place you picked?"

"I just know there is such a place," said Robin Han, "I haven't been here myself! This place is quite beautiful in the legend, you know? The lost general sat on the sheep's back and looked east, and saw pavilions and corridors on the island in the east... I thought this place was quite suitable for a duel. When the sun sets, the sea is blood red, and the background is the ruins of the ancient pavilion. The two of us can stand back to back on the golden beach, each take a few dozen steps forward and then turn around and attack at the same time - of course, I know this is not fair to you, after all, you don't need to keep your distance. But forget it, I'm already annoyed by the flies. So, please, please, please, can we at least go to a place without flies to talk?"

He pointed to the only possible clean place on the entire island, the rickety tower. There was a ladder on the side of the tower that could allow people to climb up to the platform in the middle. But that might not be a good idea, because it looked very unsound and it was hard to say whether it could bear the weight of two adults.

Luo Binhan has already walked along the garbage mountain to the bottom of the tower, sighing loudly as he walks. "I don't care." He said, "If it is destined to fall, I will die if it falls."

Zhou Wenxing followed him naturally, his steps were light and he moved freely, without getting any dirt on anything other than his shoes. Luo Binhan really wanted to try what would happen if he splashed dirty water on this thing, but he held back, and it was not hard to hold back, because he was at the strongest stage of the drug, and he had no other emotions except disgust at the bad environment. He couldn't even hate the Cyber ​​King Xuan.

"Forgive me for bringing a weapon with me," he grabbed the ladder at the bottom of the tower and began to climb up step by step. "I have to be careful of you anyway, understand? You don't want to kill me, I believe it's true, but if you want to throw me into this mountain of garbage or pour sewage into my mouth, you might as well kill me."

Zhou Wenxing followed him up the ladder, climbing very attentively without saying anything. Luo Binhan looked down and estimated that they were already more than 30 meters from the ground. A normal person would have fallen to his death long ago. He imagined himself kicking Zhou Wenxing down, but his back was still relaxed, and his breathing was steady and smooth - at this height, the stench he could smell was very rare - he still did not have any emotions, whether nervous or hateful. He looked up at the sky again, and there was no trace of birds.

We climbed another twenty meters. The air was completely clean now, but the wind made the metal frame shake constantly. The deep tremor that spread from the tower to our hands was frightening. During the climb, we could see many signs of disintegration: some frames lay bare and not connected to any effective position, as if the original fixed structure had broken; some square thin steel plates were probably some kind of platform or floor, but now they were hanging and tilted, hanging there, about to fall off.

At more than 60 meters, they stopped going up. It was not because the ladder had reached the end, but because the space was too small. The diameter of the tower section above was terribly narrow, and there was no place to rest safely, so it was impossible for two people to stand on it and talk. So Luo Binhan bypassed the ladder and carefully moved to the small platform in the middle of the tower.

The platform was basically made of a square metal sheet, each sheet was about half a meter square and five centimeters thick, a bit like an iron Go board. Some of the sheets were missing, probably the ones he saw during the climb. Fortunately, the missing parts were scattered and did not affect the stability of the entire platform. They could still stand on it and talk.

Luo Binhan chose the side with the densest thin boards and looked down. From this height, he could see the coast, the motorboats moored nearby, and even the rotten mountains and waters piled with civilization's waste had changed their appearance, and seemed to have a kind of majestic and rugged beauty of desolation. At such a distance, he could no longer distinguish the details of the dark mountains and dark waters. He didn't need to know clearly what materials they were made of and what it felt like to be in them. He stared blankly for a while, thinking that history and life could sometimes be like this. Like the first step of his heroic feat of saving the world was to escape from the garbage mountain, he was still cursing the chief of staff in his heart.

Zhou Wenxing also came up and stopped on the other side opposite him, with no worry on his face. There was really no reason to worry about this thing, because the platform was too small, and no matter how far they pulled away, it would not exceed five steps. And the result of his passionate cliff jump last time proved that Zhou Wenxing was faster within five steps, and his gun was not necessarily faster beyond five steps.

"What do you want to tell me?" Zhou Wenxing asked.

Robinson slowly turned around. "I've decided to surrender," he said. "I surrender."

(End of this chapter)