Chen Mo rushed in front of Yang Song immediately, looked at the man in front of him who had turned into light in disbelief, opened his mouth wide and said, "Oh my God! What is this!"
As for Liu Xiao, he was so frightened that he rolled down from his chair the moment Jack appeared, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Guard! Guard! Are you all eating shit! What's going on!"
"Jack!" It wasn't until this moment that Yang Song said.
Chen Mo was shocked. Of course he knew what Jack was. They had just received intelligence a few minutes ago. They learned that Jack had been surrounded by the German police and even the military. It was no longer possible to transport him to China. But no one could have imagined that this
The man named Jack actually crossed half the world and arrived at the most secretive base in China in the blink of an eye. He passed through the troops stationed outside the base and even passed through the layers of protection of the base!
"How is this possible!" Even the tall and powerful Chen Mo was frightened. Is this Jack still a human being?
"Bang!" The door was kicked open by several heavily armed soldiers. Immediately, more than a dozen guns were pointed at Jack outside the door. China is not a country where Christianity is rampant. If Jack appeared, fairy music would be accompanied by colorful clouds flying.
It is estimated that some people will kneel down and worship the immortal, but this appearance is different from the local gods in China, so naturally he will be greeted by the muzzle of a gun.
Zhang Fusheng, who had returned, stood in shock among the soldiers. He really couldn't laugh or cry now. He originally thought that the experimental subject had left him and was losing his temper. Unexpectedly, Jack came to the door in a blink of an eye. But please
It is easy for gods to send gods away, but this Jack is no longer a human being. In the blink of an eye, he penetrated many layers of protection and came to Yang Song. No one knew his true identity, so what should they do now?
"I found you." Jack floated in the air, completely ignoring the weapon pointed at him and Chen Mo standing in front of Yang Song. His body vibrated and made a series of sounds.
"This is German..." Chen Mo turned to Yang Song and translated.
Yang Song was a little nervous. He didn't know what Jack wanted to do with him, so he said, "Why are you looking for me?"
"I saw the starry sky..." Jack murmured, and Chen Mo immediately repeated it.
"You rescued me. I'm about to disappear. Can you rescue me?" Jack's words were shocking. After hearing this, Chen Mo froze in place, forgetting that he was now a translator.
Long Er walked into the room and took Chen Mo's place. Long Er still didn't feel anything about the photogenic Jack. It was just like he walked up to Peter in front of a group of gangsters. He walked up to Jack and stood silently.
He stood next to Chen Mo and translated for Jack.
After hearing this, Yang Song was shocked again and said, "What do you mean? You are no different from a god now, how could you still disappear? Do you think you are still in the dream?"
No one translated, but Jack seemed to understand Chinese and continued: "I feel that I have left nothingness, but the power does not belong to me. They are absorbing my existence. If they want to keep me in the world, they can only return to nothingness.
, what should I do?”
"Returning to nothingness..." Yang Song's eyes lit up and he immediately said to Chen Mo: "He is going back to the dreamland!"
"Well, what happens next?" Chen Mo blinked and said.
"Let him go to the inner hall!" Yang Song said anxiously.
The people around him immediately understood what Yang Song meant, and Zhang Fusheng shouted: "Get out of here! Get out of the way! Take him to the inner hall immediately! Now!"
"Follow me!" Yang Song quickly said to Jack.
Jack had no idea of moving, but said: "I should not continue to exist, I must disappear. Death is eternal. It was you who rescued me. I must let you kill me with your own hands and give me salvation."
Here, Jack's hand slowly stretched out, a ball of light slowly condensed into a spear, and the spear slowly fell into Yang Song's hand.
"I brought it out." Jack's whole body shook, and the spear also shook.
Yang Song looked at the spear blankly. He never imagined that Jack meant to kill him with his own hands, and even brought out the weapons he used to kill the priest and Kali from the dream.
"What are you doing now?" Yang Song slowly stretched out his hand towards the spear. He saw Zhang Fusheng shaking his head nervously, saw Chen Mo's silence, saw Liu Xiao's trembling nervous look, and also saw
The dullness of everyone around.
"I am God." Jack said, "Come on, only by killing me can I exist forever."
"Where are you going?" Yang Song grabbed the spear. The moment he held the spear, Yang Song seemed to feel the warmth of the light in the spear. This was a weapon completely embodied by light.
He couldn't even imagine how powerful technology would be needed to create such a thing in the real world. It was understandable that Jack would call himself a god.
Jack slowly lowered his head, waiting for Yang Song's move as if smiling.
"Do I have to kill you?" Yang Song gritted his teeth.
Jack didn't speak anymore, and Long Er naturally couldn't translate for him. Yang Song knew that the existence in front of him that had become a god would not answer him again, so he could only grit his teeth and stab Jack's body with the spear.
"Light is everywhere." Jack turned into a point of light, leaving only the spear made purely of light in Yang Song's hand, as if he had never existed, but would always exist.
.
"This thing!" Zhang Fusheng howled, climbed up to Yang Song like a donkey rolling, and looked at the spear in Yang Song's hand longingly.
Jacks is dead, but the spear still remains in this world, as if this is what Jack said is eternity in death. Yang Song can feel the slight vibration inside the spear, as if the spear and himself are a symbiotic existence.
, and it seems to be a separate individual, this spear is alive!
"Please!" Zhang Fusheng wanted to touch the spear with trembling hands. Jack died. It's a pity, but the spear in front of him still symbolizes Jack's powerful power. This thing that has nothing to do with technology is simply an exchange for credit.
The best bargaining chip, he must get this spear to those crazy scientists for research! Even his fragile imagination as a politician can imagine how great the benefits will be!
Yang Song sighed and put the spear in Zhang Fusheng's hand. Zhang Fusheng felt the temperature inside the spear and immediately said behind him: "Bring those old men... No! Get all the old men from all over the country.
!”
The crowd slowly dispersed, but the scene just now will remain in their minds forever and cannot be forgotten. What a mysterious existence it was. Many people have endless yearning for it, but there are also people who have longing for Yang Song.
He showed an extremely fearful expression. Everyone who knew about it knew that this Jack was actually born in disguise at the hands of Yang Song, but Yang Song himself could not control that terrible power.
"That thing belongs to you." Long Er suddenly walked up to Yang Song and said.
"Why?" Yang Song was stunned.
"He said it before he died." Long Er pointed to the light spots still scattered in the room.
Chen Mo nodded and said: "The voice was very small, but I heard it too."
"This was given to me by his mother." Yang Song said with a bitter smile.
"I'm suddenly interested in your previous dream experience. Do you mind telling me about it?" Chen Mo put his arm around Yang Song's shoulders.
Long Er turned around and left. Yang Song was about to speak when he heard Chen Mo say: "I said, you misunderstood me greatly. Those orders were all given by those two guys, Liu Xiao and Zhang Fusheng. I said you
You scolded me hard enough, do I owe you something?"
Yang Song was stunned for a moment, then understood what Chen Mo meant. This time he really couldn't laugh or cry. Chen Mo always seemed to have the ability to make a tense atmosphere happy, and said: "Then let me tell you, do you remember it well?"
"That's okay." Chen Mo took out a notebook from somewhere, crossed his legs and sat on the edge of the chair.
After getting the mysterious spear, the entire base seemed to pay less attention to Yang Song. At least after Yang Song told Chen Mo about his dream experience, no one came to see him.
Chen Mo, on the other hand, kept yawning. It wasn't until Yang Song finished speaking that he closed his notebook and said, "You said the relationship between the man named Xie Ming and Li Jiaxin is very suspicious, right?"
"I'm just guessing..." Yang Song was a little embarrassed. After all, in the darkness, Yang Song was playing around, flying around, but encountering good things from others. If Li Jiaxin hadn't died, he wouldn't have mentioned it to Chen Mo.
"That would be more troublesome... They are all under Zhang Fusheng's control, but it's okay. Let's go see the woman's body first." Chen Mo shrugged and stood up.
"Is it okay?" Yang Song was stunned.
"Of course, the bodies of all people who died in the dream world will be preserved for research." Chen Mo said.
Yang Song took a deep breath and said: "Everyone? Including those soldiers who died in the battle?"
"Of course, even you have to be studied, and they are no more noble than you." Chen Mo said calmly.
Yang Song was silent. Chen Mo was right. Although he resented the fact that the corpses of his comrades who fought alongside him were still cold and could not be buried, he could not deny that their corpses were the objects they must study.
"Oh, by the way, Zhang Fusheng still has something he hasn't told you. This is the information he collected on all the innocent victims at your request. Should you go and see Li Jiaxin's body first, or should you go back to your room and feel guilty for a few days?
"Chen Mo pointed to a laptop on the table and said.
Yang Song didn't change his expression at all and said: "Go to the cold storage room first."
"Okay." There was a hint of appreciation in Chen Mo's eyes. He didn't know why, but he felt that Yang Song's whole person seemed to have changed since he came out of the dream world, and he became a little strange to himself. But what is certain is that this pair of Yang Song
, there are only benefits and no harm to people. Of course, the premise is that Yang Song does not add the word cold-blooded behind these valuable qualities of decisiveness and firmness.
Yang Song has no intention of telling anyone that he has inherited the memory of a hunter in the dream world. After all, no one wants to be suddenly looked at in a strange way by others, and be questioned anytime and anywhere whether the person in front of him is himself or someone else.
It will never be easy for a person.
The only person who knew about this was Duan Junyi, but Duan Junyi had died in the battle, and Yang Song no longer had to worry about others knowing about it.