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"Open the sleeping room?"

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"No. The dormancy room has been in operation for nearly a hundred years, and the danger must be assessed. The original eroded marsh is very different from the current eroded jellyfish. Today there is basically no erosion on land, and the people have no tolerance..."

"That's why the dormant room is opened."

"How to say?"

"It contains the decayed marshes from that era, which is very suitable for making biological weapons. With the suppression gun, there will be no leaks in the doomsday—"

"Furthermore, if you put the eroded marsh into an unprepared target city, and then use a suppression gun to sweep the battlefield, the land can be immediately recycled.'Bio-radiation' is easier to deal with than real radiation. Recently, the situation near city n is tense, you know powerful new weapons The importance of."

"There are no opponents in X City?"

"No. After several generations of intermarriage, the concept of'synthetic man' basically does not exist. X City is our most steadfast ally."

"Okay. Tang Kuo, you are responsible for the sleeping room. I have a few more suggestions here..."

"..."

At the end of the meeting, Tang Kuo felt uncomfortable. He did not follow his colleagues for lunch, but silently stayed away from the crowd, his thinking gear crunching--

Nearly a hundred years ago, the Synthetic uprising broke out, and Zhu Yanchen, the leader, turned the tide and saved human civilization from sigma. Under the guidance of many parties, the erosive mass moved to the deep sea that was more suitable for survival, and obtained a more stable form of survival.

They absorb more water and gradually become "corrosive jellyfish" with less impact on the environment, and are safe with terrestrial organisms. Accustomed to such a comfortable way of life, they are no longer willing to gather into a eroded marsh state, and the native eroded marsh has almost disappeared.

...Only Shu Jun remains.

The corrosion in Shu Jun's body is still the same. They have not yet obtained the latest information and are still very aggressive.

At the beginning, Shu Jun slept as a "fuse" for the coexistence of humans and synthetic humans. But today when the two are fused, Shu Jun's existence is embarrassing. If possible, Tang Kuo hopes that the soldier can sleep forever.

But he also understands that he alone cannot prevent the top coalition government from using this brain.

The period of rapid human development has not yet ended, and the population has exploded. People's pockets are bulging, and they don't just think about eating and sleeping well, but also subtle friction gradually. Some thorns slowed down, and with power in their hands, they began to disobey the coalition government's discipline and tried to "rule the king" in their own small territory.

To be honest, Tang Kuo has no opinion on punishing these people. But as a researcher, he still doesn't agree with bringing the native swamp back to earth.

Erosion is not a human toy. Human beings have been destroyed by it once because of underestimating the enemy. Who knows if something goes wrong this time.

Tang Kuo walked to the Zhurong Memorial Hall with a sigh. After sitting for an afternoon, his mood was not brightened by the warm lighting. Seeing more people in the memorial hall, he drooped his mouth and drove to the suburban cemetery.

He needs a secluded environment to sort out his thoughts.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and it was dark as late as night before six o'clock in the afternoon. The depths of the cemetery are cold and quiet-people who died decades ago are buried here, and almost no one will come to offer condolences.

Tang Kuo found Tang Heyu's tombstone and sat down in front of it.

"Grandpa's grandpa's grandpa...Forget it, I don't know how to call you." Tang Kuo rubbed the floating soil on the stone road with his fingertips, mumbling. "Zhu Yanchen, Xia Liang, Ai Zhichun... How many leaders have worked hard to restore the city to this way. The result? Well, if I want to do medical research, I will recognize it. It is a bit..."

"People of your generation have been sturdy and have suffered from eroding. If you know what we are going to do, we might jump out of the grave with anger."

"You said that if Shu Jun wakes up..."

Tang Kuo was halfway talking to himself, and suddenly fell silent. Tomorrow is late, and here is another century-old cemetery, but not far away there is the sound of footsteps-light and sound, there is even more than one person.

Damn it.

In the spirit of intellectual curiosity peculiar to scientific researchers, Tang Kuo stood up and quietly moved away from the direction of the sound. The two men stood in front of another tombstone, talking in a low voice.

The two looked in their thirties, their clothes were casual and low-key, and the fabrics were obviously not cheap. But when it comes to the descendants of a big family to worship the elders, the atmosphere is not quite right—the two visitors brought fresh vegetables and meat in their hands, looking like they had just purchased them. There was a bunch of white flowers in the hands of the taller man, which added an atmosphere of condolences.

If it were not in the depths of a century-old cemetery, the scene in front of it would be more like a child from an ordinary family mourning their parents.

After the two talked, the taller man placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone and said a few more words to the tombstone. From this angle, Tang Kuo could just see the person's face.

He took a breath between his teeth.

The man was quite handsome, with eight or nine points similar to Zhu Yanchen. The difference from the iron-blooded leader is that the person feels quite gentle, without the coldness of Zhu Yanchen that refuses to be thousands of miles away.

Wish family?

Tang Kuo went through the somewhat named Zhu family in his head, and he was pretty sure he had never seen this person. Just say that this face resembles Zhu Yanchen's face, but if you have seen it, you can't be unimpressed.

Eighty percent are distant relatives who wish to stay away from business and politics.

Thinking of this, Tang Kuo lost interest again. He just wanted to do research with peace of mind, and he didn't rush for quick success so that he would go up and get close to the individual. But just as he was about to leave, thunder thunderous from the clouds and heavy rain pouring down.

Tang Kuo cursed secretly and ran to his car. He was tossing all over the wet for a long time, the car showed no signs of starting.

Researcher Tang almost rolled his eyes. People are going to be unlucky, drinking cold water and suffocating their teeth-first took the job of opening the dormant room, ran to the cemetery to empty their heads, and was interrupted midway. When I was leaving, I hit heavy rain and a vehicle breakdown.

Today is definitely his unlucky day.

Even if you call someone to help, you have to wait an hour or two. Tang Kuo was worried about the dormant room, and since noon the water had not entered. Right now he was slumped, shaking in wet clothes, wishing to shed a few tears.

Tang Kuo sniffed, bent down, and fumbled around in the car, trying to find some food left in the corner. As a result, the food was not touched, and there was a string of knocks from the car window.

Thinking of being in an unmanned cemetery, Tang broad-scalp exploded. He straightened up suddenly and knocked the back of his head on the steering wheel, tears suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Through the wet window of the car, he could barely see the person knocking on the window-the person holding the umbrella and carrying the food was clearly another person who had just arrived in the cemetery.

The man had gray hair, dark skin, and warm brown eyes. He gave a friendly smile and motioned to Tang Kuo to roll down the car window.

Tang Kuo rubbed the painful back of his head and hesitated for a while. Considering that he didn't have half a penny on him and the car couldn't move, he finally rolled down the window honestly.

"You looked anxious just now, I looked at your car without authorization, sorry." The man's smile was quite hearty. "To be honest, your car won't be repaired in a while. Even if you call a repairman over, you have to drag it back to the city for repairs."

Tang Kuo's face was painful and numb.

"You don't seem to be in good condition either." The man continued sincerely, "We just plan to leave here, or else, you will go back with us first. It's getting late now, you can think of a way to deal with this matter tomorrow. ."

"Thank you." Tang broadly grinned, barely squeezing out a smile. "It's not a big problem. Even if I can't make it, I can spend the night in the car. I—"

Before he finished speaking, his stomach let out an earth-shattering cry. Tang Kuo stopped talking awkwardly and gave a bitter smile.

"Our home is by the sea, Black Bird Town." The man clearly saw through Tang Kuo's vigilance, and his voice was softened. "You look like a researcher in the command center. You must have planted a tracking chip, right? You are really worried. You can also report our vehicle code to your family."

When it came to this, Tang Kuo was embarrassed to refuse. He locked his car, briefly reported the situation to his roommate, and followed that person into the car.

"I brought the person back, A Yan." The person left Tang Kuo in the back seat, "I should make one more dinner for one person, shouldn't the materials at home be enough?"

The man who looked exactly like Zhu Yanchen turned his head and looked at the **** Tang Kuo: "Enough, I can add another hot soup."

"Then I want winter melon pork rib soup." The white-haired man happily ordered the dishes. "I'll make dessert. What would you like to eat? Carrot bread or chocolate chip cookies?"

"I want to eat."

"Tsk tut."

"The two of...?" Tang Kuo coughed dryly.

"You can call me Greyclaw." The white-haired man smiled, "It's my lover, Smoky, who drove. Here, we have some biscuits left in the car. Are you hungry? Let's eat some pads."

After all, he seemed to be worried about Tang Kuo, so he broke half of it casually and chewed in his mouth.

Tang widened his nose and gnawed the biscuits gently. Not far from Blackbird Town, the smoke and dust drove the car fast. Within half an hour, the group arrived at their destination.

The two people's house is close to the sea, and the sea in the storm is quite oppressive. Tang Kuo stepped into the door cautiously, wiping his hair with a towel, and staring at the small square in the backyard of the house?

Who would build a small empty square behind their house? Tang Kuo's nerves just relaxed again.

"It's weird, isn't it? It's for walking the dog." Grey Claw explained thoughtfully when Tang Kuo's sight was noticed. "Our dog is...bigger, so it's hard to get it out, because it might hurt people."

"Oh, oh. Where is it? Can I have a look? I kind of like dogs." Tang Kuo neatly changed into dry clothes and handed the towel back.

"Because you are coming, we found a friend to take it away first." Gray Claw scratched his hair, "Don't mind, to be honest, it's really not very cute."

Tang Kuo: "..." The disgust on Gray Claw's face was not half adulterated. He quietly sympathized with the dog for a few seconds.

Except for the strange little square at the back of the house, the room is full of warm life. The two were preparing dinner in the kitchen, and the atmosphere was quite natural and comfortable. That kind of love can't be faked, and Tang Kuo's nerves finally loosened a little bit, only grateful.

A good thing happened today.

The craftsmanship of the two is very good, the soup has a cheeky face and adds three bowls of rice. Putting down his guard, he said more--

"City Y is really going to open a dormant room?" Gray Claw raised an eyebrow, "I heard the wind some time ago, so I didn't take it seriously."

"Release the news early, they wish everyone knew it." Tang Kuo chewed on the carrot bun.

"Well, we originally thought they were just creating a force to frighten the group of people around N City." Yanchen said quietly, his expression cold. "The leaders of this session are quite bold."

"That's it!" Tang Kuo's grievance finally vented, "That's the original marsh, the ghost knows if anything will happen. Besides, Shu Jun slept for peace for so long, sleeping until the synthetic man and the human were completely integrated. As a result, the coalition government directly weaponizes him regardless of whether he is alive or not? Even if he is not a human being, is this not appropriate?"

Grey Claw's smile is a bit meaningful: "I'm not surprised, it's not the first time they have done this kind of thing."

Tang Kuo's expression was bitter: "I hope they can really control it... Since you see that I am a researcher, I won't lie to you. Although the eclipse's survival form has changed, the new sigma that year is likely to be alive. If something happens on the ground, it will give birth to an alien mind, and another catastrophe is possible for human beings."

Yanchen quickly took the last bun from the plate, broke half of it and gave it to Grey Claw: "No."

There was a strange sense of certainty in his tone, and Tang Kuo couldn't help but glanced at him again: "How do you know?"

"At the time Zhu Yanchen proposed such a plan, he must have thought about follow-up questions." Yanchen smiled.

"Zhu's internal statement?" Tang Kuo blinked.

Yanchen's smile also became meaningful: "The same can be said."

"Don't worry." Gray Claw patted Tang Kuo's back vigorously. "That generation has suffered enough from the loss of the swamp, and it may be possible to know what kind of backhand is hidden in the dormant room."

Eating and drinking enough, the body is dry and warm. Tang Kuo thought dizzyly for a moment, thinking that these two people's statements were quite reasonable. That night, he slept particularly relaxed.

In the afternoon of the next day, under the witness of all the researchers, the keys of City X and City Y were merged, and the dusty dormant room slowly opened for a hundred years.

Then it exploded.

The explosion was not serious and did not affect anyone. After the explosion, people tried to find the debris of the swamp, but found nothing. Under the leadership of Tang Kuo, the source of the explosion was quickly found and restored. It is a delicate bomb, which is more like a smoke bomb than a lethal weapon. A short sentence is engraved on the thick metal shell--

【For a short time and strong suppression. If the situation is really critical, please run away. 】

The bomb was nearly a hundred years old, and it was obviously put in the dormant room before it was closed. But Tang Kuo knew very well that the dormant room was inspected countless times inside and out by researchers, and there was absolutely no such dangerous item, unless...

Unless this thing has been sealed in Shu Jun's body, it is possible to be brought in.

Tang Kuo frowned at the layered light screens—not to mention the bombs. Bombs wouldn’t kill Shujun’s level of erosion marsh. Even if it could, the residual erosion quality at the scene was unscientific. To the point.

Not to mention designing new weapons, that amount cannot even support the most basic research. According to this eclipse quality reduction, the sleeping Shu Jun has only one piece of skin...

Wait, a piece of skin?

Tang Kuo called out all the relevant information about the marsh erosion that year, and the more he looked at it, the more he became frightened.

If Shu Jun who was sent into the dormant room was just a "dummy", Zhu Yanchen could not have been ignorant. They must have planned this from the beginning, who would have thought that the iron-blooded leader would make such a big joke to the world.

No, without the cooperation of his confidants, Zhu Yanchen could not accomplish this alone. Those two men must have been insiders...

Tang Kuodai stood there, shocked, only complete relief was left in his heart.

No matter where Shu Jun is now, whether he is dead or alive, he has never done anything against humans. As a legendary leader, since Zhu Yanchen can take into account the careful thinking of today's human beings, he will definitely not let Shu Jun act casually, so as to endanger human development.

Thinking about it this way, Zhu Yanchen completely retired after the expiration of his term, and disappeared, no longer so difficult to understand.

Those two people shouldn't be true--

"Mr. Tang, someone wants to see you outside. He said that he met with you yesterday, and you forgot something with him."

"Ah? Oh, please come in soon." Tang Kuo shook his head.

"I just saw you on the news." Gray Claw lifted a paper bag with a refreshing smile on his face. "The dormant room exploded? Are you okay."

"It's okay, thank you for your concern. But I didn't seem to forget anything last night..."

"Carrot bread, you seem to like it." Gray Claw shook the bag. "We both don't worry, just make an excuse to see you. It's fine."

"How embarrassing it is--" The enthusiasm of the two strangers was far beyond his imagination, and Tang Kuo couldn't react for a while.

"Take it away, this thing is not expensive, and we have received a lot of care from the Tang family." Gray Claw stuffed the paper bag into Tang Kuo's arms, "Now you have nothing to worry about, take a good rest."

Tang Kuo took the bag in embarrassment, and suddenly recalled: "Wait, how did you know that we can't continue research?"

Gray Claw didn't speak, he just turned his head slightly and winked.

The warm brown eyes instantly turned gray, and their pupils shrank into a thin slit, like a beast. Tang Kuo suddenly sweated, and when he looked closely, his eyes turned into a normal warm brown again.

"You... wrong, don't you..."

"Old man Tang will be very pleased to have a descendant like you." Gray Claw smiled, "Welcome to visit my house more, Mr. Tang."

Tang opened his mouth wide, his mind almost bursting with countless thoughts. He tightly held the bag in his arms and almost squeezed the buns into small noodles.

He has a lot of questions to ask, and has more emotions to say, the feeling of upside-down hair makes him breathless. After a few minutes of calming down, Tang Kuo's flushed face finally recovered.

"I will." He didn't ask or say anything.

"I will." A few seconds later, Tang Kuo repeated it again, with a more sincere tone. "……thank you all."

The marsh-eroding weapons are already in vain. Tomorrow, the sun will rise as usual, and everyone's life will continue as it is. As for myself... I only need to write down the accident-related issues clearly, without adding some useless guesses.

The world today is not perfect, but it can be called peaceful and healthy.

That's enough, he thought. enough.

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