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Four hundred and eighty-five chapters Pingping, Zhan Xinjia.(1/3)

【Pingping:

Exhibition of Xinjiao.

I haven't written a letter for a long time, and I still miss you very much.

These days, the second group of colleagues have passed through the black wall and arrived at our laboratory.

Human experiments are still in a stagnant stage. Many people who are cursing on the verge of outbreak are willing to cooperate with our experiments and signed a confidentiality agreement. But none of them... succeeded in saving their lives.

After their death, curses spread out from them, polluting the surrounding land, and we were forced to blow up one of the laboratories.

However, in this way, the guys from the engineering team could work. Foreman Kerry took a long break and finally got something to do, haha.

Our new batch of fruits was a little rotten. I ate the remaining bananas and accidentally got the letter. I am such a sloppy man.]

...

【Pingping:

Exhibition of Xinjiao.

The experiment continued, but it was in a state of stagnation, and we were all very frustrated...

We used to think that this "curse" was a biological virus that could be cured. But now it seems that it is more like a supernatural factor.

...Dr. Li was unwilling to believe this, so he ran away and went crazy.

He has been away for three days and has never come back. We have no soul stones and cannot search for him. We are very sad, and the atmosphere in the laboratory has been very depressing.

...Okay, I won't talk about this anymore.

Today, the flower of curse fire blooms.

It was small, like a living fire, it was jumping in my hands, very beautiful.

I remember that my daughter is six years old this year and she should be very beautiful, just like you.

I remember her birthday, August 12th, and it was only two days apart from your birthday. You were August 10th and I was August 14th.

She used to like to pull my beard, so I developed the habit of shaving my beard. However, since I entered the dome, I have lost count of the times I shaved my beard, and my razor was a bit aged, so it was time to change it.

But this black wall can only enter and not exit. I can only wait for the next group of colleagues who come in to send me some daily necessities. I hope they can think of the lack of a razor.]

...

Su Mingan continued to read, and the following letter was still trivial words. The writer seemed to be obsessed with writing poetry and often wrote some poems on the letter.

But even these gorgeous sentences cannot hide the increasingly obvious despair and sadness between the lines. The situation of the experiment has been stagnant, and the emotions of the writers are constantly deteriorating.

...

【Pingping:

Exhibition of Xinjiao.

We do not control the strength of the experiment.

...The curse erupted between us.

Lao Zhang was contaminated with a curse, he was almost dead, and he voluntarily left here.

Before leaving, he wrote all the experimental data he recorded on the stone slab, took off his protective suit, wore a single suit, and left with his photos on the wall.

I watched him leave in the black fog, as if I saw his soul flying into the distance easily.

Lao Zhang's hometown is on the grassland, with flying eagles and galloping horses. I guess he should be an eagle soaring in the sky.

There are fewer and fewer people in the laboratory, some are crazy, and some are left after being cursed. None of them chooses to stay and drag us down.

Pingping, I don’t know what to say.

I will read a poem for you.

...

"One day, I wrote her name on the beach,

Wash it off when the waves come.

I wrote her name again,

The tide made my hard work futile again.

‘The delusional person.’ she said, ‘Why just fuck your heart?

Want to make an immortal man immortal!’

‘No,’ I said, ‘Let the lowly people plan the way to death,

But you will live forever by virtue of your good reputation.

Death can conquer the whole world,

Our love will last forever and life will never die.’”

...

...The poem is beautiful, right?

I remember you like poetry very much. When you recite poetry, you were beautiful.

The people of the Dome said that we are a group of delusional people, and curses cannot be eliminated, and this is the fate they have carried for generations.

Kerry had a fight with them. He said, if even the rescued ones from the Dome are unwilling to accept it, what are we still saving?

However, we are the ‘saviors’ and we must be more tolerant of ‘saviors’. I just hope that the pain of the Dome-land people can be faced.

They are not monsters, they are just people living in different places like us.

I am saving them, and I am also eliminating hidden dangers that may affect our world.

...

But I am still very sad as I write.

My hands are still empty.

I miss you very much.]

...

Afterwards, there were still letters page after page.

But the sentiment of the letterwriter is getting worse and worse.

He no longer recorded the occasional hot pot, the newly obtained razor, and no longer wrote down the experiment process in detail. His despair was like a volcano on the verge of eruption, and his sad emotions flowed between the increasingly sloppy lines, making people feel a little suffocated.

...

【Pingping:

Exhibition of Xinjiao.

A disaster broke out.

Our resistance is much worse than that of the Dome Land Man. When the black fog at night began to penetrate some laboratories, we were unable to resist.

Many people died.

I miss you very much.]

...

【Pingping:

Exhibition of Xinjiao.

The experimental situation is still stagnant, and more and more experimental subjects die in pain. Seeing their eyes before death, I always feel that we who cannot save them are all sinners.

I watched a little girl die in front of me. Her hands were pressed against the glass of the purification cabin, her body melted, and blood spilled all over the floor.

Our daughter should be about the same age as her now.]

...

【Pingping:

Exhibition of Xinjiao.

I woke up early this morning and saw that photo wall, and the photos were getting fewer and fewer.

Every dead person will sleep with their respective photos. I looked at the increasingly empty walls and felt empty in my heart.

While digging new experimental soil, the cursed creature bit Kerry. He also said this morning that he would share his year-long canned beef to satisfy his cravings.

We said goodbye to him.

He left with his canned beef.】

...

【Pingping:

Exhibition of Xinjiao.
To be continued...
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