In the distance, several passenger trucks were pouring nutrient bacteria solution into the experimental cabin one after another.
Aslan and Tang Rou stood on the other side.
"How do you know that he is not willing to take risks?"
"He will obey your arrangements because he has obeyed your instructions since he came into contact with this world."
"He just won't say no to you."
"You respect them and treat them as equal creatures, but you are making decisions for them."
Aslan directly exposed Tang Rou's approach,
"The moment you make a decision for them, the so-called respect disappears. If you treat them as equal individuals, you will not go against their own wishes."
Tang Rou couldn't refute and couldn't say a word.
Because Atherland is right.
She still puts herself in the perspective of a breeder.
Non-interference is respect.
After a short rest and adjustment, the team left the service center and continued to drive towards the suspension vehicle highway.
The thick white fog seemed to separate a piece of ground glass in front of my eyes, making the surrounding scenery blurry.
The driver in the front seat turned on the defog lights and muttered to himself, "It's foggy."
The person next to him casually added, "It's probably because the humidity is too high."
"It may also be because of the large temperature difference between day and night. After all, there is the sea not far away, and the mist evaporates."
Tang Rou and Atherland were sitting in the back row. They had taken a nap earlier and were no longer sleepy now.
Looking at the fog outside the window, Tang Rou thought for a moment and downloaded a panoramic offline map, just in case.
"Oh, by the way, as you said, I smuggled that clown in."
Aslan smacked his lips, "That ugly thing quite trusted me. I patted the box to let it in, and it climbed in obediently. It didn't care whether I was taking it to the destruction center or not. Wasn't it afraid?
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After saying that, Aslan asked hesitantly, "Rou, you said it will really save my life in the future, really?"
Tang Rou spoke vaguely, "Yes, I saw it in my hallucination."
Atherland now believes in her ability to see the future and believes anything she says.
"Then I have to be nice to it, it will be my future savior!"
As she spoke, she lowered her voice, "But it's not numbered. I stuffed it into cabin No. 23, just in case these people found out it was a D-class and threw it away."
Tang Rou said, "So you have to protect him."
Because he has protected you countless times in his past life.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker.
It has seriously affected the vision.
It would be dangerous to continue driving, so the vehicle management team leader discussed it and decided to leave the suspended highway first, go to a nearby small city, and wait for the fog to stop before setting off.
The map shows that the nearest city can be reached in a straight line by more than 90 kilometers via elevated highway.
As a result, we got off the elevated highway and drove on, and the fog became thicker and thicker. At first, we could still see the vehicles in front of us, but later we could only see thick white fog.
Even the signal disappeared.
The dense fog is like a monster appearing out of thin air, opening its mouth from the darkness into a crack in the abyss.
"It's okay. The map just showed that you can reach that city by walking in a straight line."
The safety officer sitting in the passenger seat spoke as if comforting himself.
"Drive along this road and you should be there in a while."
The visual range gradually shortened, and in the end, only the street lights overhead were left, one after another quickly passing by.
The RV-type bus they took did not carry supplies or experimental cabins on board. It was a vehicle specially designed to transport staff.
Aslan was a little thirsty, so he forced himself to close his eyes and sleep for a while to divert his attention.
After an unknown amount of time, she opened her eyes and found that the car was still driving and there was still white mist outside.
I feel even thirstier and want to go to the toilet.
Next to her, Tang Rou was looking out the window, her expression unclear, and everyone in the car was very quiet.
She sat up and asked Tang Rou, "How long have I slept?"
Tang Rou suddenly came back to her senses and shook her head, "Less than two hours."
"Oh." Aslan sat up straighter and looked ahead, "Why are you still driving? Didn't you say you need to go to a nearby town to rest and wait for the fog to stop?"
"I'm going to a nearby city."
The tone of Tang Rou's voice was incomprehensible, and it was a bit blurry, as if separated by fog.
"But, it never arrived."
This fog is very strange.
The ninety-kilometer road was driven for two hours at a super-turbocharged speed of more than two hundred miles per hour, and it wasn't even over yet.
Not only that, they didn't see a single house or a single person along the way.
We were also disconnected from the convoy because there was no signal.
What's even weirder is that Tang Rou opened the offline map on her phone and found that the coordinate points on their map showed that the car was still on the elevated suspended road and had never left that road.
"How is this possible? We have been driving down there for two hours."
Another person said, opening the offline map, "Is there an error because there is no signal?"
It was found that the positioning points of the GPS and physical guides were both on the suspended road.
"We can't go any further."
The driver said in a deep voice:
"Although our destination is shown to be only 90 kilometers, in these two hours, we have actually consumed nearly 700 kilometers of energy. If we continue running, it is unknown whether we can reach our destination. Energy will definitely be lost."
"But isn't it more dangerous to park in foggy weather?"
"There is a surest way!" Aslan sat up and took off the bandage on his hair, "Let's make a mark so that we can know whether we are going in circles or running across the road."
Since you can't park on the road and can't contact the team, you can try this method.
Aslan got out of the car and tied his hair tie to a lamppost on the side of the road, then got in the car and continued driving at the speed set by the driver.
After driving for nearly ten minutes, I still found nothing unusual. It seemed like it was out.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief in unison.
The on-board safety officer said, "Great, it seems that the signal of the map just now is broken, so I said, if you believe in science, you will definitely not beat the wall."
But as soon as they finished saying this, they saw with their own eyes something fluttering in the wind on the street lamp not far away.
The speed of the car suddenly dropped, and Tang Rou almost hit the front seat due to inertia.
Then, through the window, I saw the dark red hair ribbon fluttering in the wind on the street lamp post.
what happened?
Tang Rou asked, "Is it yours?"
Aslan nodded, his face ashen.
The bus continued to travel at a low speed.
It was as if there was a mischievous god above their heads, playing a joke with them, and then the dark red hair ribbon was fluttering on every lamppost outside the car window.
Even the letter A embroidered on it by Aslan himself is faintly visible.
Everyone was silent now.
Someone in the front row trembled and said, "This, this can't trap us to death..."
Tang Rou suddenly said, "Shut up."
The driver also turned to the co-pilot angrily and said loudly, "It's been true from the beginning! You crow's mouth, whatever you say comes true!"
But as he spoke, his voice became strange and shocked.