Bishenghua put the crow's next to the old yellow cat, and the cat touched her head affectionately, and then stretched out her tongue to lick the crow's feathers.

Zhao Pengcheng wanted to stop it. The specimens should be kept in a dry environment. They should not be in contact with live animals, and they should not be licked by cats. Otherwise, mildew will occur.

Bi Shenghua saw the doubt on his face and explained that "they were best friends in life."

Zhao Pengcheng asked, "How long has the bird died?"

"It's been ten years. It's strong when it's alive, talkative, likes to sing, and likes to eat the sauce elbow made by me the most. It often says, "Life is precious, love is more expensive. If it is sauce elbow, both can be done." Throw'. People say that a crow has a long life span, and everyone thinks it can live a hundred years. At that time, the cat was very thin, skinny, and weak in crying. Aoki said that it would not live long. Unexpectedly, the cat would survive. After the old cat, the bird has left early."

Talking about life's tidbits.

Zhao Pengcheng can understand the loneliness of a woman in her thirties who accompany a silent vegetative person for ten years, although he still believes that such boring human emotions have no positive meaning in the evolution of life.

"Do you drink?" Bi Shenghua asked.

"Don't drink." Zhao Pengcheng said.

Bishenghua served him rice and scooped out a large bowl of chicken soup.

Zhao Pengcheng let out a "hey", but his eyes looked at the cat next to him, who was eating the cat food in his bowl, but the sauce elbow on the table did not move, just like a tribute in front of the mourning hall.

"You won't be an alien?" Bi Shenghua asked suddenly.

Zhao Pengcheng was taken aback, not knowing how to answer, so he said, "How can I see it?"

Lifetime Flower smiled and said, "Why don't you eat it, I heard that aliens don't eat the food we cook."

"Then what to eat?"

"Cannibalism."

Zhao Pengcheng smiled, picked up the bowl and took a sip of soup. I don't know if it is because I haven't eaten delicious food for a long time in prison, or because the woman in front of me is really good at cooking, and the taste of chicken soup has activated all Zhao Pengcheng's taste buds that are about to degenerate.

He drank it cleanly, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "That's all rumors, how can you eat human brains. Don't you like aliens?"

Bi Shenghua watched him finish the chicken soup, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Who would like aliens? They have caused enough disasters."

"But isn't it peaceful now?" Zhao Pengcheng said.

"Peace?" Bi Shenghua sneered, "They will always occupy our brains, and they will always leave the planet. At that time, each of us will become unconscious vegetative people like Aoki, but who will take care of us? ?"

Zhao Pengcheng dumbly thought of the Aoki upstairs.

The cat next to me meowed, and he turned his head to look, and suddenly felt a little dizzy. The ghost of the cat in front of me was dangling and unreal.

He looked back at the Lifetime Flower again, and he was also fascinated, only to see her smiling. The smile was not friendly, it was indifferent.

Zhao Pengcheng held his head with one hand, took the bowl of chicken soup in front of him with one hand, and said, "You...you...poisoned..."

The bowl fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Bi Shenghua is still laughing. "I know you, your name is Zhao Pengcheng. You killed him. I wanted to kill you in my dreams, but the prison protected you. After you got out of prison, I thought there was no chance of revenge in this life. God has eyes, you came here by yourself..."

Zhao Pengcheng didn't hear what the flower of his life said afterwards, and he lost consciousness.

...

When Zhao Pengcheng woke up again, he found that he was locked in a cold storage, wearing an old army jacket, without handcuffs or ropes. He stood up and moved his frozen legs and arms, and then tried to open the cold storage door, but he quickly gave up, and the cold storage door could not be opened from the inside.

The temperature here is about minus two degrees Celsius. Because of the thin clothes inside, even though he was wearing a big jacket, he was still shaking with cold, and his physical energy was consumed rapidly in a low temperature environment. If he doesn't go out, he can only hold on for another twenty minutes at most.

Mental power can't penetrate the thick walls of the cold storage, and he doesn't know if there is anyone next door.

"Hey! Where are you? Let me out!" he shouted.

A wall suddenly lit up, where there was originally a thick layer of ice, only then did I find a large screen of about seventy or eighty inches in the middle.

A three-dimensional, life-size person appeared on the screen, with the face of a Westerner, wearing a white robe, and his face full of divine brilliance.

This screen looks completely different from the usual LCD or Pdp in the past. Zhao Pengcheng looked up and did not find the projector. It is estimated that it is a new technology developed during the ten years in prison.

The person on the screen looks very lifelike, better than watching a movie with 3D glasses. If it wasn't for the person's image to be too dramatic, Zhao Pengcheng would almost think that there really was a person there. He couldn't help feeling that after ten years in jail, the naked eye 3D technology has developed so mature. I don't know how the application of vr and ar is, whether it can already be applied to the patient's surgery!

The person on the screen took two steps towards him, making people feel as if they were about to come out of the screen.

"Hello, Zhao Pengcheng." The man said.

Zhao Pengcheng asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

"I am Cronus, the **** of time and space."

"Why shut me here?"

"You will be punished for your sins. You need to experience the redemption of ice and fire to be free. Welcome to the Ice Purgatory!" Kronos stretched out his hand, and the surrounding ice walls were all surrounded by him. The shadow of his hand, as if the entire ice cellar is the existence of Cronus.

For a moment, Zhao Pengcheng almost thought that he had really come to the nether hell, and he was being judged by God until he heard another voice.

"Okay Cronus, don't freeze him to death, the professor has to ask questions."

This voice sounded extremely awkward, completely different from the magnetic sound of Cronus's coming like a god. Then he saw a ghost appear on the screen, the pale translucent figure looming.

"Oh, well, ghost, I just haven't seen a stranger in a long time, it's kind of lonely." Cronus said.

The ghost glanced at Zhao Pengcheng, his eyes seemed to be able to take away the soul of a person, and Zhao Pengcheng was shocked when he had dealt with countless dead corpses. And his fear not only comes from this ~lightnovelpub.net~, more importantly, he seems to feel the existence of mental power from that ghost.

What is it?

Before he had time to think more, the picture on the screen changed.

Zhao Pengcheng saw an old man with white beard and hair sitting behind a desk. His half-length hair expanded, as if his brain exploded, scattering energy rays outwards. He had a hardwood pipe in his mouth, and he was smoking it.

Zhao Pengcheng looked familiar with the old man, but couldn't remember where he had seen it. But the image of the old man immediately reminded him of the devastating science madmen in comics and movies.

It really is a world full of two-dimensional colors.

He originally thought that the ghost and the divine Cronus would stand behind the old man, but they didn’t. They seemed to disappear suddenly, and behind the old man stood a tattooed man. , Looks a bit fiercely bald. The temperament of that person is not in line with the old man and the previous style of painting at all.

"Who are you?" Zhao Pengcheng asked.

"My name is Mei Yiqiu," the old man said.

Zhao Pengcheng finally remembered, and said in surprise, "You are the leader of the resistance organization!"

"Oh, yes, for you, we are a resistance organization, but for mankind, we are hope!"

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