The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1009 Sound
"There are a few days of rheumatism every month, and the pain directly affects every neuron in the brain. People in the industry call this 'life essence damage'. Believe me, this feels like life is worse than death."

"There are two main solutions - take a strong tranquilizer, or commit suicide by swallowing a gun."

"Every time I get rheumatism, I lock the pistol in the cabinet. I can't help it. At that time, the desire to swallow the gun is ten times stronger than the desire to take effective tranquilizers."

"That's all the side effects so far."

Suzaku had finished taking a shower. She dried herself, put on her bathrobe and left the bathroom.

Gao Yang also left the bedroom and returned to the living room.

"In other words, there may be other costs?" Gao Yang asked.

"Who knows." Suzaku wiped his wet hair and took out a beer from the refrigerator: "Jupiter's mad dog never asks about tomorrow, he always gets drunk today."

Suzaku grabbed the beer and touched Gao Yang's chest, turned around and sat down on the sofa.

She turned on the holographic TV, changed the channel several times, and finally locked on a horror mystery program.

Gao Yang also decided to take a bath. He waved his hand and switched everything in the house to privacy mode.

He walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes, turned on the spray with voice control, and washed away the stinky sweat and dirt all over his body.

He was about to wash his hair when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He quickly glanced sideways, and one side of the glass wall switched to transparent mode. Outside the wall was facing Suzaku in the living room. The woman on the sofa crossed her legs lazily, with a wicked smile on her face.

Gao Yang knew that it was Suzaku who did it.

"Privacy mode." Gao Yang's voice control switched back.

Ten minutes later, Gao Yang returned to the living room wearing a bathrobe.

Suzaku turned off the TV and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Suzaku leaned against the window, with one leg arched and the other straight. The arm holding the cigarette was placed on his knee. There were two empty beer bottles next to him.

She tilted her head slightly, took out the last puff of smoke, and put out the cigarette butt on the beer bottle.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window is a sea of ​​neon. At this time, a huge holographic whale slowly swims by, and the strong yet gentle blue light cuts the Suzaku into a lazy silhouette.

For a moment, Gao Yang felt like she was in an aquarium.

"Are you a naturist?" Suzaku asked.

The so-called naturist means that except for the necessary I chip, no technological products will be implanted in the body, and no artificial organs or cybernetic bodies will be replaced. Even if they are sick or accidentally injured, they will resolutely maintain the integrity of the original body. The price is death.

Suzaku's "peeping" just now was just to confirm this.

"I don't know." Gao Yang said.

"Then you resist S-chip implantation?" Suzaku said.

Just as Gao Yang was about to reply, a voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"Gao Yang!"

Gao Yang was shocked and froze on the spot.

"What's wrong?" Suzaku frowned.

"Someone called me."

"Impossible, there is no one else here except us." Suzaku was sure.

"No, someone just called me." Gao Yang was also convinced.

Suzaku was stunned for a moment and sighed slightly: "It's a sequelae."

Gao Yang was silent.

"It's normal." Suzaku said in a relaxed tone: "Most travelers to Jupiter have auditory hallucinations. They are voices coming from deep within the consciousness. They want to pull us back to our dreams."

"Have you ever heard this kind of sound?" Gao Yang asked.

"Yeah, but you didn't call me by my name." Suzaku smiled, "You called me sister. Ha, I don't have a brother at all, but I still think that voice is very familiar."

Gao Yang wanted to say something else, but suddenly he had a splitting headache.

"Uh ah..." Gao Yang fell to the ground, holding his head with both hands, rolling on the ground in pain.

"Hey, are you okay...why is it so serious..." Suzaku's voice came to his ears, becoming increasingly blurry. Gao Yang felt like he was falling, and falling.

……

……

"what!"

Gao Yang shouted and opened his eyes.

door.

In front of him is the final door composed of huge light veins.

Gao Yang's hand, branded with the six-pointed star totem, was still pressed against the door, but the door did not move at all.

"Gao Yang."

Gao Yang quickly retracted his hand and turned around hastily.

Behind him was Qinghe Lake, which had turned into a charred crater. Long was still sitting on the ground, with a faint trace of blood remaining on the corner of his mouth. His face was pale and his expression was slightly confused.

"Why don't you open the door?"

Gao Yang was not in a hurry to answer, but immediately checked the talents, energy paths and systems in his body, and they were all still there!

Great, I woke up and finally returned to the real world.

Gao Yang secretly thought about his luck and organized his thoughts.

Ten seconds later, he tried to answer Long's question: "The moment I touched the door, I was immediately hallucinated."

"Hallucination?" Long asked.

"Well, you can understand that I had a dream, a very ridiculous dream, but that dream was so perfect and real that I could hardly find any flaws."

Gao Yang was still frightened: "Fortunately, you called me and woke me up."

Long was silent, staring at the door behind Gao Yang quietly.

"This door..." Gao Yang also turned around and looked at the Door of Ending again: "It's resisting me."

Long smiled and shook his head: "It's not resistance, it's a test."

Gao Yang was startled and smiled softly: "It seems that I failed the test."

"No, you passed the test." Long said.

Gao Yang was confused: "But... I couldn't open the door."

Long still smiled, with complicated emotions in his eyes: "Gao Yang, you are so lucky."

"what?"

Gao Yang couldn't understand it anymore.

"Gao Yang, you are so lucky." Long repeated.

Gao Yang opened his mouth and suddenly found that he had lost his language.

Instantly, the familiar feeling of stagnation returned.

The world around me became weird again.

Gao Yang took a step forward and was about to reach out, but found that his hand was rapidly dissolving, turning into wisps of dust and disappearing into the endless void.

Gao Yang lowered his head, his legs were gone, and the dissolution quickly spread from his limbs to his body.

It's really strange that Gao Yang is still alive, can still think, and can "see", but Gao Yang is gone again.

He became a line of sight, a feeling, a "lonely ghost" in the gap between dimensions.

(End of this chapter)