Chapter 880 The main line that starts at the same time
"I saw the dark universe open its mouth..."
The pale, bloodless face reflected the cold, lonely universe. The mist climbed onto the mask, and the solid edge flashed with a warning red light.
"The dark planet rolled blankly in its mouth..."
The distant sun evaporates its pale gleam. At the edge of the solar system, the sunlight no longer seems to be warm.
The reflection of the curved mask turned upside down with the trembling pale cheek, and smashed into the meteorite where the bright surface and shadow were entangled,
"They are spinning around in horrors that they have never noticed..."
The oxygen "hissed" out of the broken opening of the mask, and he whispered finally to the dark purple lips. The insulating gloves pushed away the adhering fragments, reached into the eye mask, and dug out the swollen, bloodshot eyeballs.
"These horrors have no name, no luster, no name..."
The voice disappeared into the cold, hopeless universe, and the last whisper floated towards the distant sun.
…
"嘘嘚嘚嘚嘚嘚..."
Europa, Connemara Chaos Terrain.
Old Pete shivered in the blind room where the temperature was more than 20 degrees below zero.
He didn't dare to turn off the engine, lest this old all-terrain tracked vehicle take him to rest here.
Ebb tide... just minutes away from eruption... from Europa's tide-influenced geysers.
As time went by, Old Pete gradually felt the tremors under the ice - it might be that the engine failed again.
"Alice, step back a little distance, the shock is a bit severe!" Old Pete put the coffee cup that had moved out of place into the booth.
[Dad, we're far enough away from the fountain.] Synthetic sounds blare through the distorted radio.
Old Pete grinned: "Dad, I'm not afraid of death, I just want to see my precious daughter marry that brat."
The distortion radio was silent for a few seconds: [Do you have news about Levi’s?]
"I won't have any news about him when we get to Mars..." Old Pete shrugged, and the subsequent voice was buried in violent tremors and howling like a snowstorm.
Outside the car window, fluffy clouds like volcanic eruptions tore through the earth and rushed into the starry sky - they were actually huge amounts of liquid water.
"Shit fountain...a fountain that can spray out of the atmosphere? Those scientists should have come up with a new word for this phenomenon."
Every time he witnessed the fountain, Old Pete was worried that the terrifying fountain would vomit the planet dry, so there wouldn't even be a single native animal on this bullshit planet.
Opening the mineral collector, Old Pete leaned back in his seat and prepared to take a nap. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a meteor streaking across the edge of the fountain's mist.
"I saw a flash of light! It's a treasure!" Old Pete sat up straight and shouted.
There are various legends circulating on Europa. In addition to the "Garbage King", "the deep-sea monster in the ice under your feet" and the "Planet Transformation Plan", the treasures that appear with the fountain once became the dream of Europa garbage men.
There are often rumors that are difficult to tell whether they are true or false: someone picked up a nuclear fusion core from a fountain, and someone picked up a gold mine the size of a tracked vehicle from a fountain——
Old Pete stared closely at the wake of "Jewel" and had already imagined the final scene: full of gold teeth, wearing a gold necklace, and ten gold rings, standing in front of Levi's with shining golden light, and threw a gold stone: "This is
The dowry my Alice gave you."
[It was just a shooting star, Dad] A synthesized voice came from the radio.
"Fuck...damn meteor."
…
"嘘嘚嘚嘚嘚——"
Lord Grim's lips turned purple and he clutched his chest and trembled.
[It senses abnormal fluctuations in your blood pressure and heart rate, and is connecting with nearby hospitals to arrange arrangements for you...]
Hospital!?
Jun Moxiao was horrified and hurriedly controlled his mind to empty out.
[Your blood pressure and heart rate have temporarily recovered. Do you want to continue contacting the nearby hospital for you? The default is to continue, 10, 9... The cancellation is successful. Porter Private Hospital wishes you good health. 】
Lord Grim unscrewed the medicine bottle and put it back down again. He didn't want to be sent to the hospital due to low blood pressure later.
Open the address book and click on Mu Su’s avatar of Biye with a bright smile.
"Delete your remarks!"
Mu Su replied quickly, confused and innocent: "Why? I think this early snow season is a good use."
"I never said those words!"
After dozens of seconds of silence, Mu Su sent a screenshot of the chat history.
"The screenshots just show that the content in the speech has been tampered with and distorted by you!"
"I just did the same thing as Wu... and reporters (husky and low)"
"So change it!"
"good."
The decisive agreement made Lord Grim feel flustered: "...What are you going to do?"
"Post a new comment to clarify that my editor did not say that."
"…Needless to say."
"How is this possible? I will feel guilty!"
"...It's really not necessary."
After spending a long time, Lord Grim finally made the situation not change at all - no change means no deterioration.
After closing the address book, Lord Grim left his seat, grabbed the coffee cup with trembling hands, walked to the window and looked at the street view.
Traffic passed by, pedestrians passed by the window shops, and the streets were peaceful.
Watching the pure black painted motorcade passing by, Lord Grim took a sip of coffee, calmed down and moved away from the window.
For some reason, he always felt like there were many eyes watching him secretly recently.
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"This is a long poem called Nemesis written by the 20th century horror novelist Howard Philip Lovecraft. This long poem appears in his work "The Night Stalker". Nemesis
She is the goddess of revenge in Greek mythology.”
Solar Ring·Federal Presidential Palace·Office of the President.
The President, Secretary General Charles Kingson, and his staff simultaneously read urgent messages sent back from the edge of the solar system.
"What do you think he is expressing?" the president said calmly, sitting in his seat.
"Do you mean Lovecraft or..."
"Our messenger."
Charles Kingson analyzed: "The answer may not lie in the poem itself. We should investigate the novel. What he wanted to metaphor may be in the story."
"What do you think?" The president looked at his staff.
The staff left the sofa, walked to the holographic screen, connected the horizon to the network, and called up the solar system model.
"The celestial body we discovered in the Kuiper Belt in 2143 was also named 'Nemesis', and its location is..."
The staff member slid his palm and spread his fingers, and the holographic screen moved from the bustling core of the solar system to the empty and cold outer reaches of the solar system beyond the asteroid belt, passing through Uranus, Neptune, Pluto, and finally to the cold outer space.
Although it is still far away from the Oort cloud at the nominal edge of the solar system, it is already the edge of the tentacles of human civilization.
"The Kuiper Belt, 50 AU from the Sun."
The staff drew a circle in this area where celestial bodies were sparsely distributed: "This is where the Fifth Battleship Group disappeared, and it is also where the news was sent back."
It sounds like they are close to the answer.
The staff and Charles Kingson looked at the president at the same time. The president was thinking about it and murmuring the long poem that the messenger had returned.
