"Can you see him?" Mikkelsen and Cathy Walter squeezed into the narrow space of the attic, observing Edward's house through telescopes.
"Stay away from me, thank you. Has anyone told you? Your body temperature is horribly low. When you touch me, it's like you accidentally touched a snake." Cathy Walter said as she gave Miko a heavy blow.
Wilson gave him an elbow.
The superhuman's huge power made it pass through Mikkelsen, shaking the wooden box next to him into a cloud of dust.
Mikkelsen coughed several times before replying: "I think you are taking the opportunity to retaliate against me, no, it's him. I must emphasize that between us."
Boom!
Cathy Walter came again, and the world suddenly became clear. The relief in her heart was even more indescribable: "The little gangster who sold me the information didn't lie to me. Tang Ji is here. I just saw him smoking on the second floor.
.”
Mikkelsen took the telescope from Cathy and glanced at it from a distance, not daring to look directly at the other person.
Although he broke away from the Mikkelson network and became a free individual, his understanding of Tangji is still intact.
As a Level 3 member of the Seven Deadly Sins, his perception ability has long exceeded human limits. To him, eye contact may be as exaggerated as being poked with a finger.
However, this separated Mikkelsen obviously doesn't know that in the City of Night, Tang Ji has evolved to the point where he can speak his mind clearly.
The moment Cathy Walter said his name, Tang Ji had already noticed the two figures hiding in the attic. He was just confused by this combination for a moment.
Especially when Cathy Walter gave Mikkelson a hard slap from behind because her foot was stepped on, but Mikkelson just acted like he was angry and dared not say anything, and he wiped out the cigarette in his hand.
Cut off.
Tang Jishi was aroused by the scene he saw. After a brief hesitation, he decided to get straight to the point with Mikkelsen.
A dimensional door opened behind Mikkelsen. They were like children in the attic. You hit me and I hit you back. The two people instantly returned to their original personalities, as if what happened before was just an illusion.
Tang Ji stood on the side of the dimensional gate, looking at them silently, not knowing what to say.
Cathy Walter took a step back and highlighted Mikkelsen. She had nothing to say to Tang Ji. She was in this situation all because of Tang Ji.
"Okay, this meeting time is indeed not in my plan, but in that case, do you mind if I come over and sit down?" After Mikkelsen finished speaking, he looked back at Cathy Walter and asked.
Gesture: "Maybe you want to come too?"
Cathy Walter shook her head expressionlessly: "I'm fine here."
Mikkelsen smiled, turned around and walked directly through the dimensional gate, standing opposite Tang Ji.
"What are you doing?" Tang Ji frowned. He was keenly aware that there seemed to be something wrong with the Mikkelsen in front of him, or to be precise, it was not genuine enough.
The other party was wearing a neo-militarist suit, but in place of the magnetic strips that replaced the buttons, dazzling and rebellious orange-yellow reflective strips were used as decorations, making the whole style appear conflicting and chaotic.
Tang Ji has become a master in appreciating Mikkelsen's aesthetic style in recent years, but even the neon cake shop owner's version of Mikkelsen whose image breaks through the inherent perception, in fact, upon closer inspection, it can be seen that
Discover the unity of its overall shape.
The pirated version in front of us uses the simplest combination, so that everyone who is familiar with Mikkelsen can spot the difference in him at a glance. This is obviously intentional.
"I am an independent individual, Tangji." Mikkelsen in front of him straightened his collar and stretched out his hand: "Let's get to know Cliff Mikkelsen again. This is my new name."
Tang Ji didn't move. He looked at Mikkelsen up and down, treating every word he said as nonsense.
"First explain to me what's going on in the special zone." Tang Ji pointed to the chair near the door: "Sit over there and don't dirty my carpet."
Mikkelsen raised his hand to show that he was not hostile. He obediently followed the path pointed out by Tang Ji, walked around the carpet and sat on a chair. He explained his situation by the way: "You can call me a bee swarm."
As an independent individual consciousness in his consciousness, based on my independent time, I can only make a reasonable analysis of his original intention of establishing the special zone."
"Speak humanly." Tang Ji interrupted Mikkelsen, took the prelude away from his hand, and lit a new tree of life for himself.
"Can you give me one?" Mikkelsen looked at the familiar tree of life and couldn't help but ask after smelling the familiar smell.
But Tang Ji only responded with silence.
"Okay, I understand, you ungrateful villain!" Mikkelsen sighed: "I guess his purpose in establishing the special zone."
"I'm beginning to believe what you said is true now, Cliff." Tanguy interrupted Mikkelsen again: "You don't respect me, Cliff."
Mikkelsen closed his mouth and looked at Tang Ji nervously, as if he didn't understand why.
"You want to use the trick you used to deceive Cathy Walter on me." The prelude pointed the gun muzzle down in Tangji's hand, swinging it back and forth: "As an individual, you are not very smart."
"You've made progress, Tangji." Mikkelsen, who was sitting across from him, put away all his disguises and just sat up straight. His aura suddenly changed.
The sun shines in from the window, and the light and shadow cut the room in half. On one side in the sun, Mikkelsen is smiling, and on the other side is Tang Ji sitting in the shadow, with a cigarette in one hand and a pistol in the other, filled with smoke.
.
"You teach well through words and deeds." Tang Ji looked at Mikkelsen who had revealed his true form, and suddenly felt a lot more pleasing to the eye.
"I'll ask again, what's going on in the special zone." Tang Ji was not interested in why Mikkelsen was split. He just wanted to know what conspiracy the other party was brewing.
"I don't know." Mikkelsen pointed to his head: "Before I became an independent individual, I never had this plan in my mind, so after I heard about this plan, my first reaction was to warn you.
"
"Warn me?" Tang Ji raised his head slightly, waiting for his next words.
"The second before I was free, I was extremely sure that I would not betray humanity." Mikkelsen said seriously: "So I will never propose a special zone plan."
"Ha, I really look forward to the scene where you meet other Mikkelsens. No matter how many times you split, you will always only believe in yourself." Tang Ji pointed to his head: "So what do you suspect?"
"The first possibility is that, except for me, the entire consciousness collection is under mind control." Mikkelsen said directly: "You need to confirm this."
"The second possibility is that as a time variable, the prophet brought new news from the future after I became independent, which changed the route of the entire consciousness combination." Mikkelsen said calmly, as if he was no longer talking about himself.
"But we don't rule out the possibility that the news the prophet brought back was so bad that he lost the confidence to resist."
Tang Ji actually realized this after meeting the prophet, but he still lacked enough information to analyze the reason why the prophet blocked the news from him.
If all the plans came from the prophet, then she must really not want Tang Ji to figure out the whole process, so she deliberately isolated him from Mikkelsen and Wu Qianying.
Of course, it is not ruled out that the prophet just wants to take revenge on Wu Qianying.
And now, a wild Mikkelsen suddenly arrived.
"You are seeking asylum." Tangji summed up Mikkelsen's current situation: "That's why you came to me."
"You have indeed made progress, Tangji." Mikkelsen's smile became a little bitter: "I don't have anyone available now. Cathy Walter is actually the most useful person I can find, so I need you.
We need to cooperate."
"You need shelter." Tang Ji repeated.
"We need to cooperate!" Cliff Mikkelsen emphasized.
"Look at my mouth shape, you need protection." Tang Ji looked at the other person teasingly until he breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his previous embarrassing look: "Yes, I need your protection."
"That's right." Tang Ji now felt that he could understand Cathy Walter's behavior, and it was indeed very satisfying.
Ganymede, Galilean Region
"Lexington Two, this is Roslin Skywalker." Roslin, wearing a bulky space suit, confirmed the signal again in the headset.
"Received, the signal is clear and there is no interference." Zoe Palaya checked the physiological status of the two people on the screen and reminded: "La Cruz's blood pressure is a bit high, pay attention to controlling his vital signs."
"Copy that, he was doing an exposure experiment just now." Roslin let out a sigh of relief as he watched his companion return to normal.
La Cruz shook his head. The temperature here has exceeded the limit he can bear, unless he plans to stay here for a while.
"We are ready to leave now to see the astronaut who was one step ahead of us four or five years ago."
Roslin Skywalker's mentality was not affected by the long voyage at all, and he was still full of energy.
He stepped on the accelerator, and the off-road vehicle drove from the cabin into this untouched land. The tires kicked up a large amount of ice dust, which refused to fall for a long time.
"What do you think of Zoe's story? The one about the Seven Deadly Sins." Roslin felt that it was more like a fairy tale, but unless they could find the body here, it would just be a story.
"I was scared to death." Russell La Cruz took a long time to reply: "If what Zoe said is true, I plan to stay on Mars for the rest of my life."
"Man, you know that the outpost we are using is an old NASA product, right?" Roslin Skywalker was frightened by his companion's serious tone: "That place can last for ten years at most, and the oxygen circulation and water circulation systems will not last.
Come on, every kilogram of potatoes we harvest there costs more than 30,000 federal dollars!"
"The green algae in the McMurdo Dry Valley are growing well, and I can expand their cultivation area as much as possible in these ten years." Russell La Cruz explained to his companions: "Not only do they taste good, but they also provide
Enough oxygen."
"Are you serious?" Roslin Skywalker's voice became louder: "Are you really planning to stay on Mars for the rest of your life?"
"Why not? I don't have a family, and I don't even have a few friends. Social interaction is not a necessity for me." Russell La Cruz said calmly: "I was selected since I was a child and was trained as an astronaut. In the end,
The only reason I'm traveling in space is because I'm a superhuman."
"I am destined to belong to this starry sky. I know that there is going to be a war on earth. No matter what the outcome of the war is, I will never see NASA come back in my lifetime." Russell La Cruz smiled: "So I won't go back.
Well, anyway, I have special abilities, maybe I can live very well on Mars."
Roslin Skywalker was rendered speechless by the argument and could only respond in silence.
Fortunately, they quickly found something to divert their attention. In the shadows under a crater, they saw a section that clearly did not belong to this world.
It was a pillar forged from an unknown material. Half of it was buried deep in the ground, and the other half was just shrouded in the shadow of the crater.
It is precisely because of this that it has survived thousands of years of extreme environmental hardship and has survived to this day.
"Lexington 2, we found a suspected artificial object near the target area. The photo has been sent to you." Roslin passed the photo to Zoe Palaia, and then used a three-dimensional scanner to scan the entire object.
I scanned the saved data, inserted the chess piece next to it, and hit the road again.
"Confirmed, it is of the same style as the building in the photo. You should be very close. Pay attention to search for human bones. It may be larger than the normal size." Zoe Palaya carried out based on the information she already had.
guide.
Roslin and La Cruz, who were at the scene, saw something even more incredible.
"You will never guess what I saw!" Roslin looked into the distance, and saw a tall stone throne in the center of the crater, standing there so alone.
La Cruz motioned for Roslin to stop to prevent damage to the environment there, and the two men approached the network itself on foot.
The huge throne looks as if it has not experienced the erosion of time, and even the white stubble at the fracture can be clearly seen.
"Lexington 2, no matter what you expected before, this one is beyond your imagination!" Roslin looked at the throne from a distance and the obvious traces left by humans on the surrounding foundation: "I guess, the skeleton you are paying attention to
Master, he definitely didn’t die on the spot.”
At this time, Russell La Cruz had already strode forward, an inexplicable sense of mission urging him to step forward.
"La Cruz! What are you doing? Wait for me, come back!" His companion shouted loudly through the communicator, but La Cruz still pushed him further and further away.
He finally walked around to the front of the throne. In the small area covered by the corpse's clasped hands, a small gray-black flame seemed to be extinguished with a blow, but it spanned the long river of time and has been burning until now!