Longmen Memoirs

"Mr. Chu already knows?" Huang smiled and turned to look at Chen Mo sitting next to him and asked.

"Because of Originium Disease?"

"Yes, Originium Disease." She stared at the raised palm of her left hand and gently put it down: "Because there is no place to go. I can't think of a place with better conditions than Rhode Island. High-tech, advanced supporting medical conditions, and a cute little rabbit, it’s simply great, okay?”

She said this, but it seemed that she was deliberately using the words behind her to cover up her helplessness. She was carefree and cheerful, but Chen Mo thought that if she could stay in her hometown, probably no one would like to wander around.

"Then you must really like this place and your current job." Chen Mo said.

His Highness often said that he hoped that everyone on this ship would feel the warmth of home and treat each other as family.

His Highness always has this kind of gentle but childish idea, but it is impossible to refute it and he can't think of a reason to refute it.

"To be honest, I'm very satisfied with my current life." Huang stretched his arms slightly: "Whether it's Rhodes Island or the infected, everyone with eyes can see what we're going through, but most of them can't see it clearly. People don’t care about our lives, but I care, very much, and many operators in Rhode Island are providing support for me. I don’t want to live up to this expectation, if this power can be put to use.”

"so……"

Perhaps the name of this emotion is a sense of belonging. Chen Mo saw something similar in Huang. People on this ship never lacked the same ideas as her.

Rhode Island gave them a belief and a visible hope.It is easy to get caught up in hope, whether true or false.

However, fruitless hope is poison.

The deeper you sink into it, the more severe the backlash will be.

"Why are you suddenly saying this to me, just because I am from Great Yan?"

"This is some experience from seniors. You have just come to Rhode Island, but we are fellow villagers. If you need my help, don't be polite and just ask!" She said with a smile, with a confident and bright smile, pointing at Chen Mo Question on the desk: "Just like you are helping me now."

Chen Mo did not introduce himself, but in Huang's heart, he already regarded him as a new operator on Rhode Island.

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked you which department you are from?"

"Me, I'm the engineering department."

Huang's expression became a little subtle.

"Engineering Department, no wonder you are not unfamiliar with these teaching materials."

Just as Chen Mo thought, Huang didn't look very smart, maybe because she spent most of her time and energy on exercising and pondering spells, so she didn't pay attention to thinking about too many issues, and Perhaps, it was out of trust in Rhode Island.

In fact, there is nothing special about the elite operators of Rhode Island, or no matter how special they are, they are not that special. An operator may have quite strong personal abilities, but an operator, facing city-states and warships, Facing those war machines that took the entire country's industry and time to build, what use could a single operator do?

The so-called elite operators are nothing more than those who have experienced more fierce and cruel battles than others, and they are nothing more than working harder than others. Like most of them, they have come out step by step and accumulated bit by bit. of.

If the damage caused to the target is not enough, then study the structure of the weapon more, and work with the engineering operators to find ways to improve it, train it, and train it until you can pick up stronger and heavier equipment.Overcome the damage caused by the spell, bring more medicines, install a special pacemaker developed by a friend, stand up from the shock, stand up again and again, and join the battle again.

Work hard, work hard, make up for it with brutal fighting, use experience, skills and even instinct to overcome.

Chen Mo saw from Huang the struggles and struggles of most ordinary people, which are also the struggles of infected people. In fact, people are the same, regardless of whether they are infected or ordinary people, only [$

This is the furthest distance in the world.

Huang is not a monster, at least, far from the level that Chen Mo once was.

They talked to each other, and Chen Mo returned the pen and teaching materials to the optimistic and cheerful girl in front of him, and occasionally patiently explained when she encountered difficulties.

Like a tutor, his advice often makes Huang understand things by analogy.

Because the principle of Huang's magic is actually very similar to Chen Mo's. The dust in the compressed air causes a similar dust explosion, or generates high temperatures through friction and vibration. But according to Huang herself, the limit of her temperature is very low, just It can reach a feverish level, but due to her development, her spells have been shown to be quite effective in different fields.

In layman's terms, it's like playing tricks.

What surprised Huang was that as a non-combatant in the Engineering Department, Chen Mo's combat common sense and theoretical knowledge were incredibly rich. As the topic deepened, Huang slowly stopped taking notes.

But if you look carefully, you will see that the man in front of you is ordinary except for his appearance. He does not have the oppressive feeling brought by a powerful warrior. He just makes people feel calm, as if time has passed a long period of precipitation on him. Those pairs of The eyes are not sharp, on the contrary, they even look soft and ordinary.

Huang didn't find in him the qualities that a warrior should have in his impression, which was the main reason why Huang didn't have any doubts about this new face at first.

The topic couldn't help but turn around the Origin Stone skills to Great Yan, and then to the Yanwu War two years ago. Naturally, the main figure in that war - King Wu - could not be excluded.

"If you are referring to the one who died in the Battle of Northern Xinjiang two years ago, I think there are very few people in Great Yan who don't know about it."

After all, no one knows more about King Wu than Chen Mo, but when someone talks about it in front of the person involved, there will still be a slightly different feeling.

"But I haven't heard of it." Huang stopped writing and put his hands on the table: "Mr. Chu may not know, but I never heard of the existence of His Highness in Dayan when I was a child. A few years ago , most people in Dayan should be like me, they don’t know there is this person.”

"What do you mean?"

"What does Mr. Chu think of King Wu?" Huang asked.Added: "Standing on the perspective of a great Yanren."

She remembered the photo she saw in Amiya's room, and the conversation she heard between Amiya and the doctor two days ago. Huang had no intention of eavesdropping on Amiya's privacy, but she failed to take the step Step out or turn around to leave, so that this secret has been stuck in my heart.

The words "King Wu" fell at the end of their conversation.

In the past, Huang might not have felt anything when she heard that King Wu died in battle, and would even have applauded her. She never denied her feelings. When it came to treating infected people, King Wu's behavior made her shameless, but she also I learned not long ago that King Wu died at the hands of an infected person and was assassinated by the Chernobog Integration Movement.

It was completely different from the death in battle that Dayan officially claimed, and he seemed to have been on this ship before. Once something like a secret arouses people's curiosity, they will inevitably want to know more, and they will naturally get caught up in it.

"You want to ask me who I think King Wu is?" Chen Mo asked.

"That's right." Huang nodded.

"Why did you suddenly mention this?" Chen Mo asked in confusion. He didn't find it strange. After all, every Great Yan person has subconsciously paid attention to this topic in the past two years.

"I'm just a little curious, because everyone on Rhodes Island doesn't know much about King Wu, or they have similar ideas to me. I think as someone who lived in Dayan and experienced the Northern Xinjiang period, Mr. Chu will know better than us. "

"Okay." Chen Mo said: "To be honest, although I am from Dayan, I am not as familiar with Dayan as you think. Regarding King Wu, as an ordinary citizen, I may not know as much as you do. "

"That's it..." she said a little disappointed.

"But Miss Huang, as far as I know, King Wu's attitude towards infected people is not friendly, and can even be called cruel." Chen Mo said: "Although those people are infected people in Ursus, what can I say? Come on, retribution, King Wu’s death is probably some kind of retribution, his death should be a good thing for the infected.”

"You think so?" Huang paused: "But what if, I mean what if, the facts are not what we think."

She seemed to want to ask for proof of something, so much so that she only had time to pay attention to the identity of Chen Moyan, and forgot that he was not familiar with her.

"What if?" Chen Mo was confused.

Huang gritted his teeth gently.

"I don't know if I should believe it, but I don't think she would say those things without any basis. Logically speaking, I don't actually care about King Wu's life or death, but what if King Wu died because of an infected person." She Smiling slightly, Chen Mo didn't know how to describe that self-deprecating smile.

"Haha, Mr. Chu may think I'm talking nonsense. How could a high-ranking figure like the Great Yan royal family die fighting for the infected? It's impossible."

But when Amiya asked the doctor the same question, the doctor gave an affirmative answer, so Huang was very upset.

She couldn't figure it out. She couldn't figure out why there was a picture of King Wu in Amiya's room. She couldn't figure out why Rhode Island was related to that person. It was precisely because of her trust in Rhode Island that she felt conflicted.

But she shouldn't ask Chen Mo.It should be said that women who are not very smart always have unexpected good luck.

"I'm curious, why would Miss Huang think that as a newcomer in the engineering department, I would know these secrets?" Chen Mo asked back.

Huang was stunned for a moment.

"Yes."

"Would you like me to give you some advice?" Chen Mo said kindly.

"What advice?"

"You're very confused now, aren't you?" Chen Mo asked calmly.

Huang nodded.

"The thing that really troubles you is not King Wu, but the friend you believe in. You two should be very close. Her words made you suspicious, but out of trust in her, you thought her words were true, so you You’ll feel conflicted.”

"Well, it seems very simple to me." Chen Mo said, tapping the table with his fingertips, drawing Huang's attention back, as if he was playing a guest role as a psychiatrist: "Ms. Huang, most disagreements and suspicions come from not being candid enough. If you If you really care, why not ask her, if she really makes you care and trust her, it is not difficult to ask these questions."

"I understand the truth." Huang sighed.

"But don't know how to say it?"

"Ah."

"Did you overhear it?"

"Hey, how did you..." Huang asked in surprise, his voice lowered a little: "It's not eavesdropping, at best... I overheard it accidentally."

"Then go ahead, be generous and brave, there won't be any rift between friends just because of such a trivial matter." Chen Mo encouraged, "No matter what the outcome is, at least I will feel better than thinking here."

Huang suddenly fell into silence. After a few seconds, she slammed the table and stood up, clenching her fists, looking like she was going to risk everything, and she looked like she was about to charge into a trap.

"I'll go now!"

She has always been a very practical person in action. Chen Mo watched her rush out the door in a hurry, then turned around while holding the door open.

"I forgot to mention it, thank you." She said, making a promise that was unfounded:

"I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Chapter 124 White Custer

Chen Mo looked at her disappearing figure. On the table were books and test questions that had not yet been put away.

When Frost Star saw him again.

He was arranging the messy books on the table one by one.

As if it was an illusion, he saw Huang hurriedly coming out of the room in the corner of the corridor. Shuangxing subconsciously turned around and hid behind the corner to avoid her.

Huang and she have always had conflicts. Shuangxing can understand their wariness and distrust of her, but she doesn't like unnecessary disputes and quarrels, especially her current embarrassing identity.

The ban on Rhode Island was lifted a few days ago. Even though Amiya said that she trusted her, this kind of unwarranted trust did not make people feel at ease. Due to her own situation, Frost Star did not stay in Rhode Island. She walked around freely and stayed in the room quietly until a few hours ago, when she saw Tallulah appear on the display screen in the room.

Froststar finally couldn't hold back the many doubts in her heart. She came to say goodbye. Today's Rhode Island is no longer suitable for her to stay here, and she has many questions to ask Tallulah face to face.

Froststar didn't think Tallulah would do what Amiya said, but Amiya had no reason to deceive herself. She needed to find the answers to those questions herself. Rhode Island was Rhode Island after all, and they and the Integration Movement It's different, maybe they do better, but Shuangxing knows that she doesn't belong here.

The sound of footsteps came to my ears, and the crisp sound of boot heels hitting the deck got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of me.

Custer has long white hair, her face is slightly haggard and sickly pale, and her pursed thin lips are bloodless, which reminds people of the biting cold wind in the North. She is as rare as the frost and snow in winter. Will smile.

In the past, smiling has always been a luxurious emotion.

Chen Mo's hands arranging the table stopped and he slowly put down the books in his hands.

What should I say at this time?

Chen Mo often thinks of the girl looking up at the sky. There are distant stars in the sky. The snowfields of Ursus have always been cold, and even the light of fire cannot bring enough warmth.

At this time, Froststar usually peels off a spicy candy and stuffs it into her mouth, so occasionally you can see a faint smile slowly appearing on the corner of her mouth.

Later, during the long journey, Chen Mo heard her tell stories about black cards. Those stories reminded Chen Mo of the black wall he had experienced, when the light poured out from the crack of the black door opened in the snowstorm and shone on him. At that time, what greeted him was not warmth nor the joy of surviving the disaster, but another period of dark decline.

The dark night is so long that it makes people feel terrible.

The cold wind raging on the northern plains, the icy black night in Ursus seemed to never pass, the torches walking on the earth, and the footsteps drowned by the wind and snow.

Can we really finish this road?

But decades have passed, and the end has never been seen. Those hopes have been wiped out and frozen little by little. In the end, only the last remaining ones are left wandering around in confusion under the pickets and warships of Ursus.

The infected are lonely and vulnerable because no country is willing to help them. Without weapons, supplies, medicines and resources, they cannot defeat Ursus' powerful army, let alone resist Ursus' oppression.

No one can change this fact, and even if there is, it is just to let the corpses of infected people pile up, delay Ursus' pace, and let the lives of infected people fulfill other people's ambitions.

Frost Star wouldn't allow it, and neither would the Patriots, but they couldn't find a better way. Being infected was an irreversible fact.

"Frost Star?" Chen Mo asked.

"it's me."

Those gray eyes looked at Chen Mo, and the topic stalled for a few seconds. Shuangxing didn't say anything more, but Chen Mo saw doubts in her eyes.

Doubts about him still being alive.

This reminded Chen Mo of the scene when he saw the fox for the first time when he returned to Longmen. The same was true. After the traffic lights at the intersection turned on across two streets with crowds of people, neither he nor the fox could take a step until the traffic lights turned red. The lights came on again and traffic blocked them off again.

They just stared at each other.

Chen Mo sighed softly when he saw the fox. After she came over, the first thing he said was: Are you willing to come back?

Perhaps at this time, Chen Mo should also learn from the fox and pretend not to care.

"Why are you in Rhode Island?"

"The organization signed a medical contract with Rhode Island. The leader sent me to stay here temporarily as a liaison. I heard that Rhode Island has found an effective way to suppress infection." Froststar answered. She opened her mouth and hesitated for a second. : "You're still alive...I'm sorry, I just didn't expect it."

Perhaps realizing the problem in her words, she stopped mid-sentence.

But Chen Mo already knew what she wanted to ask.