Lu Zhengkang will always remember that this scene separated the specific time and space, and also blurred the shapes and colors of the details. He only remembered that in a black ceremony, he took Su Xiangli towards the heights. His active
The brain brings intense and lasting illusions, and Lu Zhengkang almost
He was so drunk that when he came to his senses, he had already reached the top of the Shuangluan float carrying Su Xiangli on his back. Looking down, there were countless cheering crowds, so many people holding photographic equipment, holding him and him together.
Her moments freeze, turning them into the scenery in other people's hearts.
I am watching the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are watching me on the bridge.
Looking up, the last quarter moon is looming in the clouds. What a poetic and picturesque moment.
Su Xiangli jumped down from behind Lu Zhengkang and gently held his left arm. The float slowly entered the square. In this open area, more and more people were like a basket of iron poured into the room.
Like grains, they gather at the tall magnet.
Lu Zhengkang turned his head and hugged the girl. The howling wind could be heard in the distance, and the sound of the engine was mixed with the shouts of countless people, turning into a rhythm like a drum beat.
They both felt each other, and at the center point surrounded by the twin lanterns, each other's heartbeats were at a loss as to what to do.
Su Xiangli raised his head, and Lu Zhengkang lowered his head.
Brilliant projected fireworks exploded from around the float one after another. Golden fireworks, rose-red fireworks, and silver-white fireworks were placed one after another. The curtains of light enveloped the young men and women, like gauze clothes, and followed the gentle movements.
The southeast evening wind slowly spread towards the west, and Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli were each bathed in layers of light.
Opening their eyes slightly and looking into each other's eyes, they each saw a brilliant sea of stars.
In the distance, the low roar of a helicopter is getting closer and closer.
The crowd below cheered and applauded.
Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli closed their eyes again, tenderness intertwining in their lips.
Then, successive exclamations sounded from the ground, getting closer and louder. The exclamations were followed by hushed discussions. The light of the searchlight illuminated the two people on the float, and the propeller blades carried the noisy wind.
, blowing up Su Xiangli's disheveled hair, it floated like weightless, Lu Zhengkang took a step back, Su Xiangli's face became anxious, and she shouted: "Don't go!"
Lu Zhengkang raised his head, faced the glare of the searchlight, and saw four double-winged military helicopters hovering above his head, with more than a dozen uniformed sergeants hanging down from rappel ropes, evacuating the crowd around the float, while Colonel Lin landed directly on the float.
On the observation deck, he gave Lu Zhengkang a military salute.
"Major Lu Zhengkang, the country needs you."
Lu Zhengkang said nothing.
Su Xiangli pulled his arm, tears already filling his chest, "Don't leave. You promised me you would watch the show."
Lu Zhengkang slowly returned a military salute to Colonel Lin, "Always be ready!"
Colonel Lin turned around and said, "Just get ready."
Su Xiangli clenched her fists and lowered her head. Tears and hair were flying in the air. She seemed to be falling rapidly, and her mood was indeed falling.
Why?
Why should such a separation be added to a happy moment? Su Xiangli tasted the bitter taste of fate. Lu Zhengkang is about to embark on a journey again. Is this the crisis he has concealed all this time?
Lu Zhengkang twitched his lips and said, "Susu, I will be back soon."
"How do you know? You are just lying to me again."
"..."
Su Xiangli wiped away her tears and walked behind Colonel Lin. "Major, let me go. Are you going to take part in the internal test again?"
Colonel Lin was silent for a while, "You are the last hope. If Major Lu also fails, it's your turn."
"I'll go for him."
"This is not our decision. Thirty-seven hundred and ninety-two comrades have already sacrificed for this, and the successors are still coming. I am about to enter, but the victory is too hard to see. Hongcheng has determined that the final salvation is the deer.
Major, this time is the last stand, and even you can't help."
Lu Zhengkang wanted to pull Su Xiangli into his arms, but she struggled, waved her arms angrily, and was about to slap Lu Zhengkang on the face, but in the end, she just caressed her softly.
She said: "I don't blame you. No matter how many times you lie to me, I won't blame you. You will definitely come back."
Lu Zhengkang smiled, "I have already seen the most grand performance, between you and me. You must complete the dance well, just like I have always done in the audience."
He felt her temperature for a while, then stepped away, walked step by step to Colonel Lin's side, grabbed the rappel rope, and suddenly rose into the darkness behind the searchlight, where there were dark red night vision goggle spots.
It flickered vaguely for a moment, then went out.
Su Xiangli seemed to be drained of all his strength and slowly fell to the ground.
Lu Zhengkang was high in the sky, looking down at her, slowly shrinking into an elusive black dot.
Four hours later, he was lying on the cold operating table, and a robotic hand gently pried open the top of his skull. He was under deep anesthesia, as if he had fallen into a dream.
A small part of his brain will be cut off and a mechanical core will be implanted. The entire process is voluntary. This time, regardless of whether the mission is successful or not, his immediate family members within three generations will enjoy the preferential policy of social security plus one level.
, and his parents can even receive special allowances, and he himself will be recorded as a second-class merit...
With the honor of a civilization and the mission of the future, Lu Zhengkang's consciousness slowly sank.
In the darkness, Lu Zhengkang heard waves of whispers.
"Original code implantation."
"Is the nervous response still stable?"
"Stable, very stable, the surgery was very, very successful."
"Major Deer, can you hear me? Now we have arrived at the Antarctic and are about to connect you to the WW3 server. The next step will be very dangerous. No matter what you encounter in the game, you must not relax your consciousness. In the game
Death is not the end here, so be sure to hold on, otherwise you will really die."
…
Outside the swaying cabin is a dense time and space storm.
The mechanical deer woke up on the bed, turned over and sat up. Looking around, the walls of the cabin were brown and yellow, reflecting the light like a mirror, which showed that the hull was made of a special material - it was an ancient neutron star warship.
Lu Zhengkang's thinking was still chaotic. He tried to call his system, but there was no response.
The system disappeared, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Lu Zhengkang was panicked for a while, and finally calmed down. He lowered his head and looked at himself. The delicate flesh and blood, and the excitement bursting from the inside out, were all produced by him in "Three Worlds"
The supreme alchemy product, the cloned mechanical deer.
Before the server of "Three Worlds" was closed, the mechanical deer was already at the level of medium divine power. Lu Zhengkang meditated for a while, and in the empty realm deep in his mind, he saw the broken Noodle Country, with the corpses of countless believers lying everywhere, not only
It was the Noodle Country that was destroyed, but the entire universe of the "Three Worlds" was destroyed. The divine power was dried up, and only one divine body remained that was still reliable.
Lu Zhengkang recalled that before the operation, Hongcheng and his instructions, "Be careful, citizens, that world is the darkness of Sgnosticism. There is no light, no hope, no companions, only death. I will do that."
Man, you just need to strengthen your beliefs, be careful of the ultimate god of jealousy, defeat him, and then escape."
Lu Zhengkang, wearing a papal robe, searched the small and rickety cabin and found a pitch-black spiked hammer, a gray wooden kite shield, and a stack of golden silk prayer documents. On the shield were noodles.
The pattern of God, drawn on the prayer book, is "Genesis: Noodle Country".
His memory slowly emerged: this scene, this equipment.
