Erosion

A poet once said: We are born like ants, but we are as beautiful as gods.

Although we are born like ants, we are as beautiful as gods.

But looking at today's world and today's human beings, can we still feel this way?

"The vehicles are all ready, Dr. Wei, when do you plan to set off?" The silver-haired man smiled at Wei Yuan. "This is an opportunity that Director Zheng Yi worked hard to secure for you. It's really touching."

"I want to meet the captain of this school mission." Wei Yuan said.

The useful information you may get from the mouths of the Beijing and Hong Kong Guards will be more accurate or more accurate than what others tell you.

Wei Yuan hopes to hear what the person involved has to say.

The silver-haired man showed a pity expression: "They are still in the quarantine period and can't see you."

Wei Yuan stared at him: "Is it okay if I just ask a few words outside the door?" There is no need to meet him through the door.

The silver-haired man shook his head, "Or if you want to ask Dr. Wei, I can convey it to you."

Convey?

Wei Yuan's eyes turned cold, and who knew what accident might happen while conveying the message, "Forget it then."

Next to the armored vehicle, Zhang Zheng unceremoniously picked up bags and bags of supplies and threw them into the car. After all, they were going to be away for many days, so of course the more food and drink they had, the better.

"What are you looking at? Are you jealous? If you are jealous, go and perform the mission yourself, please."

All the eager eyes around him suddenly turned back. Zhang Zheng scoffed. I don’t have the courage, but I still want to eat.

The silver-haired man sighed: "I can't wait to see the strength of Dr. Wei's team."

Wei Yuan asked the silver-haired man calmly: "If we come back, will you keep your promise?"

The silver-haired Bai Jin behaved in an unruly manner, and it was hard to believe that he would abide by even the agreed upon agreement.

The silver-haired man's lips moved slightly, and he suddenly laughed a few times in a low voice, "Dr. Wei, if I were you, I'd better think about whether I can come back first."

Is the so-called survival of all members a miracle or a joke?

Zhang Zheng couldn't stand this guy anymore: "Whose side are you on when you curse us like this?" The more he looked at it, the more it looked like a trick sent by the enemy to drive a wedge between us.

The silver-haired man's eyes fell on Jiang Shan.

He has heard some rumors about the discord between Jiang Shan and Wei Yuan. Such a team is the easiest to fall apart. It seems to be the strongest, but in fact it only takes a little external force to crush this fragile crystal ball. .

Jiang Shan turned her eyes and met the silver-haired man. She could feel the uncomfortable thing in the silver-haired man's eyes, and she ignored this part and said, "There seem to be many shadows behind you."

The silver-haired man paused and frowned.

He saw Jiang Shan's eyes seeming to be staring at the void somewhere on his left shoulder, and subconsciously glanced towards his left shoulder. Nothing.

Zhang Zheng was suddenly very excited: "Oh, I remembered it. Did the stinky girl say that the corrupted person might turn into a form like the 'shadow man' in the library and continue to exist, right?"

If all the people this silver-haired man has thrown into the pit these days have turned into mimics, what a terrifying number they would be...

Jiang Shan didn't speak anymore. She yawned and got into the car first. Looks like I’ll have to catch up on some sleep on the road again.

The silver-haired man's expression turned gloomy.

As the vehicle started to move, Zhang Zheng couldn't wait to turn around from the driver's seat and ask Jiang Shan: "Stinky girl, did you really see a shadow behind him just now?" Zhao Yingdu seemed to be looking forward to and worried: "Ah Shan, Did you really see it?"

Jiang Shan's expression was bleak, as if he was about to doze off: "No, I scared him.

Zhao Ying: "..."

She suddenly realized that Jiang Shan was really different. Now Ah Shan would actually take the initiative to make jokes?
  In the rearview mirror, the silver-haired man was waving his hands to the cars that were moving away. His expression was unclear, and it didn't look like he was saying goodbye.

Jiang Shan turned over in the large seat, closed his eyes and began to rest. Her eyes are not yin and yang eyes that can appear at any time, at least not to that extent yet.

She just found the silver-haired man annoying.

Moreover, if the theory that eroded people continue to exist in another form is really confirmed, these few examples are not enough now.

Why did that woman appear at her bedside? Jiang Shan hasn't figured it out yet, because she was the last person to witness her death? Or was it because...she indirectly caused her death?

The silver-haired man once placed pictures of a little boy and an eyeless woman in front of her and told her that she did them all.

The others thought Jiang Shan had really fallen asleep, so they didn't say anything anymore and each leaned on their seats to conserve their energy. After several missions, they discovered how important physical strength is. Except for Jiang Shan's "weird strength", all of their mortal bodies almost lost half of their lives.

There seemed to be a layer of mist in the black. Zhang Zheng turned on the headlights to the maximum, but still increased the accelerator. Even though the field of vision ahead was not wide, he was still driving fast.

Zhang Zheng dared to drive like this because he knew that the road was now completely open, there were no more crowded sections, there were no more morning peaks, evening peaks and mid-peak hours, and he could drive freely on the road.

"I finally got back a little bit of the feeling I had when driving a racing car."

Jiang Shan's eyelids trembled, racing? I finally understand why Zhang Zheng drives so wildly. It’s really an occupational disease.

This fun driving career ended with a fork in the road ahead. Zhang Zheng subconsciously turned the steering wheel to the right. After all, he had walked this road before.

But he took another look at the map he was given. The foot on the accelerator stopped.

He took another suspicious look.

"Why do I feel that the position marked on this map is a bit wrong?" Zhang Zheng finally used his driver's acumen.

"Why do we need to draw a fork here on Dongshan Road? Isn't this road directly leading to the school?" Zhang Zheng looked up again and looked ahead, and he could quickly reach Beijing-Hong Kong No. [-] Middle School by driving on this road.

Judging from the speed at which the Beijing-Hong Kong Guards returned to their base, it was obvious that they had followed this path.

"Now they want us to take a long way around?"

Zhao Ying reached out and took the map, "Show me."

Not only this one, but many roads are marked with crosses. It is the only path left by the Beijing and Hong Kong Guards after their exploration.

Zhang Zheng still didn't quite believe in the drawing: "Trick us, why are you doing this??" Knowing that they had to come back within the deadline, he deliberately set up obstacles with stumbling blocks.

Zhang Zheng looked towards Wei Yuan: "Old Wei, how do you think we should go?"

Wei Yuan was silent for a long time and said: "I don't think it is necessary to deliberately cross out the clues that can be followed." Delaying their time would not be so naive.

No one knew what the Beijing-Hong Kong Guards went through on their way back, which made them paint a big red cross on the previous road.

"It's safest to follow the map they gave us," Wei Yuan said.

Zhang Zheng had no choice but to turn the steering wheel to the left very unhappy.