Surte had a double blessing today. On the one hand, he finally found Tang Ji, the most important person in his life. On the other hand, he found his chewing gum reserve.
Foreman, undoubtedly the most conscientious steward in the world, kept Soult's gum in airtight containers and evacuated it with inert gas to possibly prevent the gum part from spoiling.
So when Surte opened the sealed container, those precious limited edition chewing gums that might never have the chance to reappear in the world reappeared in front of him. Surte was as happy as a child, or he was.
A child, a child who found Rogers' treasure.
But after all, nearly thirty years have passed, and those chewing gums were not made to be stored for such a long time. Surte's smile only lasted three seconds, and then disappeared along with the chewing gum's textureless taste.
"If you can't eat anything, you can't eat anything." Sirte collapsed on the couch in the lounge, unable to even breathe.
"Mr. Tang Ji took out some of your collection and distributed it to the children here. They all said that this was the best candy they had ever tasted in their lives. Maybe it was not the chewing gum but yours.
What?" Foreman stood next to Soult holding a tray with freshly baked snacks, bent down and said softly: "The reason why you like chewing gum may be because you miss the memory that brings you sweetness and comfort.
, and now you have everything, so you think the chewing gum is not so delicious."
"I'm afraid that even if these chewing gums haven't gone bad, you won't think they taste that good." Forman placed the snacks he baked next to Soult, and then asked politely: "If you don't mind,
In your name, I can give those chewing gums to the children at the port outside. I think they will also experience the same happiness you had, right?"
"What you said makes sense, Mr. Foreman." Soult nodded feebly: "Although this bowl of chicken soup is delicious, I can still tell what has gone bad. Forget it, take them all away, you can't return them.
Once you come, you can’t come back.”
"I thank you for your kindness on behalf of those children, Mr. Soult." Forman looked at the child who suddenly grew up, with a smile on his face, took out a piece of homemade chewing gum from his pocket and handed it to Soult.
: "I have no experience in making this kind of food, but fortunately I have all the equipment in the kitchen. I just had to bite the bullet and try to make a little bit. I hope you like it."
Soult's eyes widened and he saw that there was only a small piece of chewing gum pressed out with a mold in his hand that actually had a smiley face painted on it. He couldn't help but hugged Forman and threw the chewing gum directly into his mouth: "
Thank you, very well done! This is the best gum I have ever tasted!”
"As long as you like it. Because of the mold, I made five kilograms at a time. Unfortunately, the raw materials are limited, and they are all mint flavor. I hope you don't mind." Foreman smiled, turned and left the rest hall.
Not long after, children cheered from the port outside, and the ship gave them candies again!
After drinking and eating, Soult was ready to set off, but it was Tang Ji who hesitated.
In this land, there are not many people who know him. Tang Ji is just doing what he should do. But in the Federal Continent, those who are familiar with him and trust him are the ones waiting for Fury, not Tang Ji.
"Boss, are you afraid of being close to home?" Soult stuffed the chewing gum made by Forman into his pocket and joked to Tang Ji: "I told you, when you go back, there will definitely be some
Many people will be shocked! Especially Mikkelsen, I have long been unhappy with him!"
Tang Ji didn't say anything. He did feel a little nostalgic. After all, the part about Angelina's death was actually missing from his memory, but he knew very clearly the fact that Angelina was dead. It was like erasing the fact that Angelina was dead.
The person who took away his memory was just like taking away his pain.
But now, the Tangji people are in Australia, far away from the Federation and the City of Night. The whole world has been devastated by the Apocalypse and the big storm again. Looking at it suddenly, it seems like a different world, with nothing to do with Tangji's past.
He was a little afraid to go back, to the place where he lived. It was so real, so real that Tang Jili couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
But Tang Ji is Tang Ji after all. When he realizes that he is actually escaping, he will never tolerate this kind of weakness in himself.
He stood up, hugged Foreman, and shook hands with Carl Wiler. Mr. Good Luck felt a little flattered. When had Tangji ever shown such favor before?
Finally, after telling Forman and the others to protect their own safety, Soult and the others set off.
Tang Ji is not the loser like Carl Vile. He does not need Surte to carry him on his back. When Surte brought him into the super-time stream, they went back almost twice as fast as before. When they came here, they wanted to take care of Carl.
Wilo Xiaosu didn't dare to run away, for fear of torturing Mr. Lucky to death.
"By the way, there's something I don't know if I should ask." Soult asked cautiously while leading the way.
"When you don't know whether you should ask something, then it's probably something you shouldn't ask." Tang Ji glanced at Surte's curious face and felt that he wouldn't ask any serious questions.
"Do you still remember what happened between you and Dr. Wu Qianying?" Although Master Tang taught on the spot, Soult couldn't help but ask. He was so curious that his desire to answer this question exceeded his expectations.
The question of where Tang Ji’s metal prosthetic body went.
The only thing Soult can be sure of is that he is definitely not the only one who is curious. Obviously, when he heard the name Wu Qianying, an expression appeared on Tang Ji's face that was too complex to be described, but in the end, this expression became
curious
"What's going on between me and her?" Tang Ji finally asked his question.
After all, in Tang Ji's memory, he did know Dr. Wu Qianying. Of course, this title was a bit novel. He preferred to call him Principal Wu, Tang Anran's female principal, a very charming lady.
"Oh, there's going to be a good show now. You're in big trouble." What can I say about the expression on Surte's face? The last thing he looked forward to so much was the big fireworks on the Apocalypse Day.
Xiao Su, who had no particular favorable impression of the world or human civilization itself, was actually in a good mood on the Apocalypse Day. She felt that the fireworks she had missed in the first half of her life had been made up for.
But in this matter, Soult felt that it was definitely the second biggest scene he was about to witness in his life.
Maybe it was because Surte's expression was too well-done, or maybe it was because the wind at the ultra-temporal flow rate was too cold, but in short, Tang Ji also shivered.
At this time, Dr. Wu Qianying, who is far away in Shelter Zero, has entered the awakening process. In order not to fall behind in the field of scientific research, and also to guide others to overcome the subject, Wu Qianying wakes up almost every two or three years. At work,
Give your brain a period of time to fully exercise.
Alia, the Omniscient who followed Wu Qianying into hibernation, will wake up about a month before Wu Qianying wakes up. In this month, she will produce the output from the recent shelter zero and several other scientific research shelters.
All academic papers and the progress of key projects have been reviewed in order to provide Dr. Wu Qianying with complete data support when needed.
Even for Aaliya, this is a bit of a difficult job, because to read and remember those academic papers, she always needs to deeply understand the tomes in her memory palace.
Moreover, during this period of time, Alia would always receive some additional requests for help. For example, when a researcher in a certain shelter needed some documents that were not in the database, Alia would always be the first to think of Alia.
, and try to seek help from her, but often the needs that have accumulated for one or two years will form a long queue, swamping Alia.
"Dr. Wu, how do you feel?" Aaliya looked at the nurses carefully examining Wu Qianying's body and asked while holding a book of coffee.
Because she entered hibernation seven or eight years later than Dr. Wu Qianying, Alia now looks like sisters with Wu Qianying. The two of them fully interpret what is called intellectual beauty in terms of temperament, but Dr. Wu Qianying can always give one a better look.
There is an aggressive cold feeling.
In fact, this is indeed the case. Almost one-third of Dr. Wu's position in the academic world is due to her vicious tongue. If she doesn't like an academic bastard, it often only takes one conversation to make him leave completely.
In academia, go directly to a psychiatrist.
"It feels better than being exposed to nuclear radiation naked." Wu Qianying stretched. The temperature of 29 degrees in the recovery room made people not feel cold just because they had just woken up. This was a lot more humane than before.
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"Is there anything new worth mentioning?" Wu Qianying put on body-shaping clothes with the help of the nurse. This kind of tight-fitting clothes can help people who have just woken up quickly regain the state of using muscles, and it also has a certain reputation.
It is compensatory and reduces the possibility of injury during the weak period of the awakened person.
This is a 'new gadget' that appeared when Wu Qianying woke up last time. Wu Qianying's only comment on it is that the old times were much more tasteful than sex toys, so you can collect one.
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Doctor. In the past few years, all the goals in various places have been on returning to the surface. Most of the scientific research efforts have been on adapting old equipment to the new environment. All I can remember is
Old wine in new bottles." Aaliyah sighed and handed over another cup of coffee at hand: "The only big thing in the shelter is that Ms. Anne finally disappeared."
"Ha, I'm not surprised at all, but that idiot actually managed to escape? How did Mikkelsen react?" Wu Qianying raised her eyebrows at Alia proudly.
"Don't worry about gloating, Doctor. Mr. Mikkelsen has made an appointment to meet with you. It is the first item on your to-do list, and it cannot be canceled." Aaliya said with a smile. This time it was Wu Qianying's turn to sigh.
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"By the way, Dr. Wu, we have received more than a hundred records about the presence of players, and they are back." Alia finally said: "As you expected, the player's home world must be in our world.
Is there anything else we want that we don’t know about?”
Wu Qianying just waved her hands, put on her usual clothes and white coat, and left the recovery room, ready to see what happened to Mikkelsen.
She was the first person to realize that Mikkelsen was weak, but from any point of view, Mikkelsen's weakness was only for superhumans of the Seven Deadly Sins, Wang Zhengdao, and Surte.
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Of course, it is not impossible to include Wu Qianying in this, she is just too smart to really want to be an enemy of such a useful activist like Mikkelsen.
If there were no careerists like Mikkelsen in this world, I am afraid that the speed of technological development would not be so fast.
Mikkelsen warmly received Wu Qianying in the office, as enthusiastically as when the two parties first started cooperating. In fact, this was the first face-to-face conversation between the two after Wu Qianying woke up twice recently.
"Dr. Wu, the big storm has calmed down as you predicted. Congratulations, you have used the power of science to make up for the loss caused by the prophet's departure." Mikkelsen clapped his hands gently, and then said: "Ellie
Ms. Ya should have told you about the players, right? I want to know, under the current circumstances, is it possible for the Dust Project to be launched? "
"Don't think about it, it's impossible." Wu Qianying replied simply and neatly: "And I have never recognized the feasibility of the Dust Plan. That is just your wishful thinking."
"Well, it seems that I can't get support from you. What a pity." After Mikkelsen finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the report on the table and said no more.
Wu Qianying turned around and left unceremoniously. It wasn't until she reached the door that Mikkelsen said again: "I guess Annie is so stupid that she might not have thought of asking Sirte to take her out, right?
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"I think so." Wu Qianying faked a smile and slammed the door back hard.
"Who can stand such a bad temper in the future?" Mikkelsen laughed after he said it.
"Is she particularly bad-tempered?" Tang Ji asked cautiously.
"It's okay, it's just that sometimes it's a bit strict." Surte answered reluctantly. He still felt sorry for Tang Ji, so he told Tang Ji everything he knew about Tang Ji and Wu Qianying on the way.
But when Tang Ji asked this, Surte still felt that he couldn't open his mouth. Even in the super time flow, he didn't feel safe. Surte felt that he was an upright person and could not speak behind others' backs.
Bad words.
Not even in person!
"If I tell her directly that I have forgotten her, how will she react?" Tang Ji asked tentatively.
"Otherwise, I'd better send you back to Australia, and I'll just say I didn't find you."