Chapter 10

"There is a file." Songguang glanced at the channel. Cy was transferring files. The data was not small.

Fange had just lowered the back of the car seat to rest. Hearing Songguang's words, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who is it for?"

"It's for you."

Fange was visibly annoyed, "Help me take a look first."

"There are not many equations...more than 200."

"Are you asking me to correct the homework?"

"You are asking you to do math problems."

"Why are our children so biased in one subject?" Fange looked worried.

"For typhoid fever?"

"Let me take a look." Fange took a puff of electronic cigarette to wake up, took out an electronic pen from the trunk of the car with his left hand, and wrote quickly on the screen.

"It seems that I have entered a vicious circle again recently." Fange said as he wrote. "Have you figured out the hexagram?"

"Not yet. I feel something is wrong recently. A lot of things have happened one after another, which have made me waver," Fan Ge shook his head, "I think I have entered a vicious circle."

Song Guang's tone was still very calm, "Don't always have this feeling."

"Have you seen Chen Li these two days?" Fan Ge was browsing the formula while smoking and talking to Song Guang, "He seems to have a big mood swing recently. He rarely makes mistakes."

"Did you look at the evaluation data?" Song Guang asked back. "Well, they forced me to watch every episode."

"It's normal for him to have some emotional problems. Anyone who has experienced such things will have emotional problems. Even if they don't show it on weekdays, they will exist."

"Find a way to make him more stable," Fange rubbed his eyebrows, "I have a bad feeling about this evaluation."

"None of the things produced by the fourth game are beneficial to us." Song Guang's speech and behavior style is like a first-generation bionic robot, with no expression and a faint tone. His eyes are like two glass beads, hidden in his deep eye sockets, making him look mysterious.

"Let cy and Yanqiang go to Kujila for psychological counseling regularly. They are under great pressure at work and were seriously injured during the war." Fange said earnestly.

"We are not moral role models. Why did you agree to this evaluation experiment in the first place?"

"I don't agree," Fange said, "but it's useless for me to disagree. You know, I can only do some operations at most."

"There is always someone who has to be at the bottom." Song Guang pointed it out. Fan Ge was startled and nodded, "You are right."

"Let's expand the enrollment." Song Guang made a suggestion that sounded incredible.

Fan Ge took a puff of cigarette. He often used this kind of electronic cigarette filled with sedative particles. Two years ago, he gave Chen Li a set and successfully pulled Chen Li, who did not smoke, into the deep pit of electronic cigarette consumption. He nodded, "It can be considered."

RC, or "countercurrent", has always been known for its extremely high threshold since it became famous on the high seas. There are only three members in the second period. Only one typhoid fever remained in the third period. The number of people is still in the training stage.

Their identity and position are extremely unique. They work for G but do not belong to G. They are under great pressure from both inside and outside. Expanding enrollment will also face great crises.

"For example, why not include your lover in the evaluation?"

"That's not necessary, he's an outsider."

"You feel sorry for him," Song Guang said in a calm tone, even when talking about family matters, "Why didn't you have this kind of demeanor towards cy before?"

"They are different," Fan Ge said calmly, "Qing Yuan is a doctor, Chen Li is a fighter, Chen Li knows that no matter what the final outcome is, he should accept it."

"It's been fifteen years, Fan Ge, the only thing I'm dissatisfied with you is that you didn't choose to save them at the first time."

"I regret it too." Fan Ge's eyes rarely flickered, and his dark gray pupils trembled slightly.

"No matter how much you regret, you can't feel his pain."

"I know, I don't want to make a false confession, he can only think it through, so I can think it through."

"So I don't want to see him sacrifice for you a second time."

"Okay." They all knew how much weight Fan Ge's "good" had.

"Are there any expansion targets?" Song Guang asked. "Recruit them to do work or as a human shield?"

"Isn't this something you should consider?"

"You're right," Fan Ge smiled bitterly, "Since you no longer use the name 'Father', even the military advisor has resigned."

"I'm tired. If I can retire, I'll be the first to write an application."

"No, Xiaoguang." Fan Ge simply started to act like a spoiled child.

"Disgusting."

"Go there with me tonight," Fan Ge said while quickly calculating on the screen, talking to Song Guang, "Six corners, it's really too messy."

"Six corners, are you sure?" The hexagram plate usually has five corners, and six corners rarely appear, so Song Guang asked with some doubt.

"You know I used the Shaman algorithm before, and then I learned the hexagram plate by myself, but my accuracy has not been wrong," Fange said, "This time there are six corners, which is rare, and there is no gold or earth position, I can't calculate it." "Six corners lack earth and gold, and you are still so calm." Song Guang's face finally changed, and his eyebrows suddenly became cloudy. His expression changes also like a robot, as if his expression is changed by the program, "Last time we encountered this kind of plate, we suffered a great loss." Fange put down the pen in his left hand and rubbed his eyebrows in distress, "Father, I have been worried these days." Song Guang turned his head to the side, as if to refuse such a title. Fange turned on the ventilation fan in the car casually, and a unique smell of the city streets came in, slightly sour, mixed with various industrial flavors. He adjusted the filtration system, and the smell was gradually neutralized. He is very sensitive to smell, just like a pipe is very insensitive to smell. Everyone's body functions vary greatly, and it is difficult to fully feel the feelings of others.

The reason why humans are lonely and lonely forever is that the brains of people cannot communicate completely.

Some idealistic researchers hope to completely extract the information in other people's brains throughout their lives, but in the end they can only sadly find that they can't even completely decode the brain system of robots, which triggered a huge robot revolution. In the end, the first and second generation intelligent robots were abolished and discontinued, and the third generation of intelligent robots that were born later only left low-level service functions.

The disadvantage of being sensitive to smell is that he is physiologically amorous.

In this era where pheromones can replace courtship information, Fan Ge's tolerance for various pheromones is very high, so high that he can accept eight pheromones of the opposite sex at the same time without having sex hormone disorders.

In other words, he can have sex with eight omegas at the same time.

Before the age of 30, he was both romantic and flirtatious. Being romantic is a bad root, and being romantic is a charm.

At that time, he had never thought of anchoring in a certain embrace, but when he wanted to anchor, he experienced a painful separation of life and death.

That was a beautiful girl, with long black hair, big and bright eyes, and her lips were plump and delicate, with a round pearl hanging on them. Her personality was very sensitive and lively, and she said her name was "Pearl".

You thought that there was nothing in the world that could tie her down, because she was as agile as the wind, and she would decide to go with you just to ask for a folding knife from the last century.

Fan Ge took her alone through the entire Zuoliu Mountain Desert. In the endless yellow sand, the sand grains stained the girl's wheat-colored skin.

This should have been a romantic story, but this was not a romantic era.

They were in a border area with war and burnt bones, and they were in danger every day. Fan Ge wanted to place Pearl in Buffalo, which was a non-war zone and relatively safe, but Pearl was unwilling to leave him.

Later, he learned that Zhenzhu was a left-flowing witch. The view of good and evil of this mysterious tribe deep in the desert was completely different from that of ordinary people.

At that time, he seemed to be under a spell, and his emotions were completely controlled by Zhenzhu. After repeated hesitation, he still brought Zhenzhu with him. It really seemed like he was possessed by a demon. Later, when he carefully thought about himself during that period, he also felt weird.

Fang Ge never denied that he was a complete scum in terms of emotions.

When Chen Li was with him, he was less than 19 years old. While he liked Chen Li's neat skills and took him under his command, he also started a relationship that now seemed to be wrong for some other reasons.

Even though Chen Li was already very tough at that time, in this world where the strong are respected, he defeated all those who did not obey him with his fists, but he was still discriminated against because of his gender - the balance of reproductive power has never been fair, and it is always suppressed to one side.

Zhenzhu and he were on the front line of the oasis, and Chen Li and Crow went to Pisha, which was the main invasion base of the enemy at that time. Both of them were captured and escaped. At that time, Crow's legs were seriously injured, and Chen Li was also seriously injured.

No one knew how he carried Crow through the war zone and the rain forest and brought back the data of the enemy in the Pisha war zone. The blood soaked his black clothes into dark red. Crow, who witnessed the whole process, refused to reveal a word, but even if she didn't say it, the doctor would know why those organs were ulcerated - two 20-centimeter-long white steel wires pierced his abdominal cavity.

At that time, there were only two doctors and one soldier guarding their temporary base outside Pisha. Black Soul performed surgery on Chen Li with a gun on his back. It was a very risky operation, but if he didn't do it, he would only have 72 hours left to live.

Another doctor was transferred from the town not long ago. During the third round of surgery, he couldn't bear the huge psychological pressure and fear of blood, and committed suicide during the rotation break.

The anti-revolutionary had to place Pearl in the oasis, and took another RC military doctor Kujila from the oasis to the temporary station outside Pisha. He did not recall other people, and no one could recall them. He defended the station alone and waited for reinforcements.

Finally, because of the data brought back by Chen Li and Crow, the Pisha war zone won a great victory.

When he rescued Chen Li, he lost Pearl, and of course he had lost Chen Li long ago.

Pearl was sunk into the largest lake in the oasis, along with many corpses. When she was found, she had already been soaked beyond recognition and ugly. If it weren't for the pearl on her lips, no one would recognize that this was the beautiful girl in the past.

The person who moved him the most in this life only existed in his life for a few months, but he would never forget it. Even if he closed his eyes, he could see the girl's lips with pearls and a rose-like smile. Such clarity, after being polished by time for a long time, became even more moving.

Song Guang insulted others as scum many times because of this.

"You are deeply in love with him, but are you worthy of him? He has been with you since he was 18 years old, but he is not as important to you as the witch you have known for a few months."

"Her name is Pearl."

"... You deserve to die alone."

A hint of blood in the air pulled Fan Ge back from his ecstasy, and he turned his head to look out the window.

A bloody humanoid creature was crawling out of the manhole cover in front of him. The heavy manhole cover pressed on him, and he squeezed out of the gap desperately.

"What?" Fan Ge frowned.

"Underground city residents." Song Guang put on his glasses to record the video data, and then jumped out of the car. He was already familiar with dealing with underground city incidents and followed the procedures skillfully.

Song Guang took off his windbreaker and wrapped the bloody creature tightly from head to toe, and tied his hands and feet with belts and nylon ropes. This method was learned from the mental hospital and can basically tie up everyone.

He carried the thing on his shoulder and used a flashlight to illuminate the well, but found nothing unusual. So he threw a ball of purple marking glue in. This glue will stick firmly to the ground or wall and can glow in the dark. It is a product commonly used for marking.

He locked the security door again and kicked the manhole cover.

"Why did you bring this thing back?"

"For testing."

"It smells terrible. Send it away quickly."

"Recently, there are more and more diseased specimens in the underground city. There are all kinds of them. I think the central city is not far from the end of the world." Song Guang set the automatic destination program.

"Is it a natural disease or an injury?"

"This looks like an external injury." Song Guang opened a crack and looked at the "blood man" inside. The blood man had calmed down, and only the heavy and watery breathing sound was clearly thinking in the car.

This "blood man" no longer had hair, only a bloody scalp, and some places still exposed white bones.

"It smells like sulfide waste." Fan Ge sniffed uncomfortably.

"I can't smell it." Song Guang shook his head. He only smelled blood.

"Bombed like this?"

"We'll know after the test. Have you calculated it?"

"I calculated it. It's one of the thirteen conventional materials. Just dismantle it."

"Can you tell who put it there?"

"It's not a military company or an energy company. It looks very crude."

"Then let them take Shang Typhoid to dismantle it," Song Guang nodded. "The underground city has been very unstable recently."

"Be careful. If there are not enough people in the underground city, take Bishamon with you."

"Not too many people should enter the underground city... Most of those damn people in the past were sick to think of building the underground city." Song Guang cursed calmly.

"Things that have existed for nearly a hundred years, it is naturally impossible for the bureaus to solve them now because they are lazy. In addition, there are resource issues. Anything that can save resources is a good thing. They don't care how much harm it will cause. These can only be done by us."

"Fan Ge, you have seen the world, why do you still have the heart to save the world?" Song Guang suddenly asked.

Fan Ge was stunned, "Do I?"

"Yes," Song Guang shook his head, "but you shouldn't have it, humans are clearly ashamed of you."

Fan Ge smiled, "Xiao Guang, who is ashamed of me, who is kind to me, I have never cared, I only care about the people on our ship, my brothers and sisters."

"I will definitely not believe others when they say this, I have always been selfish."

Song Guang looked out the window, outside the window were countless high-rise buildings, countless bustling traffic, countless hurried citizens, countless disasters and pains, Song Guang's eyes were like glass beads, as if they could record all of this.

"If I can meet him again, I can die." Song Guang's voice had a tone for the first time, tinged with a bit of desolation.

"I will help you find him," Fange patted Song Guang's shoulder, "whether it is a corpse or a part."

Song Guang glanced at Fange indifferently and said nothing.

"Xiao Guang, do you believe in the era of mayflies?"

"What era has nothing to do with me," Song Guang shook his head, "I have long been no different from mayflies."

"Yesterday Chen Li told me a guess. I thought about it for a long time, calculated the small plate, and got the chaos," Fange sighed, "I think his idea may be true."

"Coming quickly?"

"You have to go there to know."

"Feng Shui masters are very dangerous, try to stay away from them."

"I will remember your advice, Mr. Priest."

"The mortal body is not worthy of serving gods," Song Guang shook his head, "Besides, there will be no more gods in this world. Even if gods come, what can they do? Can they correct the market, bring enough resources, or