Not Cold [Interstellar]

Zhong Yue didn't speak, he took out the new mech that Aibino had just developed, put his hand on the start button, and pressed it decisively.

"The command is forbidden and the startup failed."

The black shadow men got closer, and they even gradually heard the heavy breathing sound not far away.

All high-tech weapons were banned in this space in a strange way, and Zhong Yue frowned and took out the cold weapon.

But Ke Wei held his hand.

The fuzzy shadow moved towards them, and they had nowhere to go.

The moment it touched Ke Wei's body, Zhong Yue stood in front of Ke Wei.

However, the shadow passed through Zhong Yue's body lightly.

Zhong Yue stared at his arm in amazement. There was a black humanoid object there, which happened to stop in his body.

And Ke Wei behind him raised his hand and pressed the shoulder of the shadow.

The parts of their bodies that were in contact were turbulent.

The shadow stopped.

The space-time was distorted in an arc visible to the naked eye, and Ke Wei almost touched it.

Zhong Yue was shocked: "Ke Wei, don't touch it!"

That group of shadows vibrated violently like a torrential lake, shaking off the black shadow fog, revealing a real face.

His clothes were in tatters, just barely able to cover his body, and looked embarrassed, just like in the days when technology was so advanced, he still lived a hard and primitive life as a savage.

The stubble on his chin was blue, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. The skin exposed outside his clothes was horribly horrible because of the intense cosmic radiation, which was covered with chapped blood bubbles. With a breath and a breath, his chest was like a broken bellows, making a murky noise.

He was as tall as Ke Wei, but was stopped by Ke Wei in another time and space with one hand.

After a long time, he slowly asked, "What is it? Is it a man or a ghost?"

His tone was indifferent, and he didn't seem to really care about his problems.

In other words, there is nothing worthy of his attention in this world.

Ke Weiwei looked at him: "Why are you here?"

Zhong Yue suddenly turned his head to look at Ke Wei, unbelievable: "Do you know him?"

As if he hadn't heard of it, the man brushed past Ke Wei.

He turned his face slightly, Zhong Yue finally saw his aging facial features.

At that moment, Zhong Yue was so shocked that he forgot to breathe.

Zhong Yue trembled uncontrollably: "Ke...Ke Wei...Ke Wei!"

The man seemed to feel something, and stopped again.

He turned, and the space where he was, the ground spread out from under his feet.

It was a long-abandoned Chuangshijiao hall. The towering statue of the Chuangshi God was broken into pieces and fell into the muddy swamp, looking ridiculous and sad.

The methane gas spread outside the temple, like a desperate dead zone.

Standing in the hall is another timeline, Ke Wei in 6062.

The year 6062 was the eleventh year of Zhong Yue's death.

It was also the eleventh year that Ke Wei escaped from human civilization and wandered in an unknown universe.

Ke Wei looked ill and dying. Without wearing any protective equipment, he directly exposed himself to the outer space full of radiation.

Zhong Yue's eyes were red, and he yelled at him: "Why don't you wear radiation protection suits? Why don't you go for treatment!?"

But he couldn't hear the questioning of the living lover in another space, he could only hear the wind hunting and hunting in the wilderness, scraping the bones and causing cold.

Ke Wei looked around at the dilapidated temples around him, muttering to himself: "How could the temple of the Creation Sect be built in such a remote outer universe? Here...have humans been here?"

He stared at the stone tablet that fell to the ground.

The same voice sounded in the two spaces at the same time: "Lord God, please forgive the sins of the world-ignorance, arrogance, arrogance, arrogance, not what I ask for... Sin, please listen to the words in my heart."

But Ke Wei's face was shocking mockery: "Fart."

"Look at me, spread the ugly sins to a hundred, and smash joy, hope, happiness, and stability into powder."

"Tear the false prosperity and unveil the disguise of peace. This is the **** on earth-I would like to spread death and extinction on behalf of the Lord God to welcome you to the world!"

The aging Ke Weinian heard some terrible joke: "Appropriate, appropriate! The devil came to the world, it turned out that this is the true meaning of Creationism-hahahahaha! Creationism-really deceived everyone. "

He slumped to the ground with a smile: "My whole life... My whole life..."

He was exhausted, decadent and desperate, until he looked at the broken head of the Creation God stone statue a few steps away for a long time, and then gathered a little bit of strength and kicked it away.

Grumbling head turned a few times, and stopped face-up.

It was not the face of the creation **** in the capital Xing Beitian and compassionate in his memory, but a face full of hideousness and malice.

Ke Wei stared at himself in another time and space, speechless.

He finally remembered where he knew this passage.

Zhong Yue clasped Ke Wei's hand tightly, and his eyes were scary red as he watched the unknowable past after his death.

The translator's voice suddenly sounded: "An error occurred while reading the character file!"

Zhong Yue looked up sharply.

In this strange space, a section of bookshelf appeared out of thin air, and the words engraved on the bookshelf were the three words "Chuangshijiao".

And Ke Wei's name appeared on the silver document in the middle.

Before this document, there is a golden document. After that, it was empty.

Ke Wei reached out and took the document marked with his name.

The document dissipated in Ke Wei's hands and turned into a report. The target died in 6062. The cause of death was the failure of the whole body's organs.

The above record is indeed the truth-this is the ending of Ke Wei on another timeline.

But this weird document, I don't know how to do it, like a recorder, recording Ke Wei's short life.

Zhong Yue frowned and snatched this weird document from Ke Wei's hand.

On the "Kewei" file, the red warning flashed in the middle, which was very conspicuous-the timeline conflicted, and the calculation was being recalculated.

Zhong Yue was startled and looked at Ke Wei next to him subconsciously.

His Ke Wei looked at himself in the shattered temple in 6062. Zhong Yue didn't know why, his heart jumped, and he subconsciously avoided Ke Wei.

Ke Wei's eyes fell on the bizarre bookshelf again. He pulled out the file on the left and looked at the golden cover with a dreadful expression: "The Pope?"

However, at the back of the document with Ke Wei's name, a new document suddenly appeared out of thin air. Ke Wei looked over in surprise and looked at the name on it-Christine.

Christine's silver document flickered a few times, and suddenly turned into a golden cover like a pope.

Ke Wei took down the document that said "Christine".

"In 6005, Christine succeeded the Pope."

It seems that if you become the pope, the profile on the bookshelf will automatically become golden.

It is now 6001, and Ke Wei would never have thought that just four years later, the new bishop Christine will pass him and become the new pope.

Ke Wei didn't dare to set the channel: "Does this newly-appearing document calculate our current timeline..."

Zhong Yue immersed himself in reading the "Ke Wei" document, but did not respond for a while.

Ke Wei looked at himself in 6062 and muttered: "I finally remembered where did I know this passage, the sets of numbers I recited in a coma..."

In another time and space, Ke Wei seemed to be in a bad state of mind. After a short break, he violently violently smashed the portrait of the God of Creation.

Among the broken stones, a piece of metal shone brightly.

He picked up the metal block, seeming to wonder what it was. @∞好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

The space around the metal block was severely distorted.

Ke Wei stretched out his hand to grab the metal block held by himself in another time and space.

At that moment, the metal fragments held by the two Ke Wei suddenly glowed red.

Several sets of data emerged out of thin air above it: "240S39, 8789GS, 3459054, JHG250..."

The aging Ke Wei stared at these numbers intently, and said weakly, "What are you?"

Ke Wei said softly: "Give it to me."

"You don't care about anything anymore, you have persisted long enough." Ke Wei sighed: "This time, let go, get a good sleep, and have a good dream."

"He will wait for you in your dreams, and you will wait for him again."

He has a firm tone: "Trust me."

He just got the piece of metal fragment.

The space in 6062 began to collapse.

Zhong Yue watched the collapse of that space, until he could no longer see Ke Wei's figure, he lowered his head and looked at the document with Ke Wei's name in his hand.

Finally a new line of words appeared.

"It became the second experimental body of S reagent in 6000."

"Recalculate...recalculate."

Ke Wei seemed exhausted: "Zhong Yue, we have to leave here as soon as possible."

"Wait a minute." Zhong Yue hoarsely said.

The glaring number "6062" kept turning, and finally stopped at a new number.

"The target died in 6002."

Zhong Yue's face was instantly green.

"Cause of death: ...an error occurred and the researcher has been dispatched."

"Due to the limited goal achievement, the character files will be automatically removed from the "Chuangshijiao" category...deleted..."

Ke Wei wondered: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhong Yue shoved the file back into the bookshelf, facing Ke Wei with his back, unable to see his expression: "It's nothing, let's go."