Yan Junxun threw the shirt to Shi Shanyan, and pulled out the knife that was placed on the tray. +++Full American novel: www.sto123.cc He urged Shi Shanyan with his eyes, signaling Shi Shanyan to go down.

Wearing a shirt, Shi Shanyan heard the sound of the action car and said, "The chip exposed the location."

"The repairman is so difficult to do," Yan Junxun does not have to look back, but also knows the situation outside, "but you are free."

Shi Shanyan didn't put a few bullets left in his back. He looked at Yan Junxun and said, "You're almost there."

Put the scalpel on your slippers and step on Park Lin’s head: “Scrap, go straight down and turn left into the tunnel.”

"I didn't speak!" Park Lin said while crawling down, "What are you doing, how did you make such a large basement. Have you reported it to the Bureau? This is illegal excavation."

Underneath it was ten meters deep, no lights, and a rusty smell. The front, back, left, and right sides of the iron ladder are roads, which is a labyrinth with complicated structure.

Park Lin stepped on the water when he landed, and he turned on the small flashlight in his trouser pocket. This thing came from Jiang Lian. Park Lin turned on the flashlight, the light was very small, and nothing could come out.

The last scalpel came in, he pushed the shutter back into place. Seen from above, the floor is tightly closed, and the mystery underneath cannot be seen at all.

Park Lin wanted to change the lighting of the conducting device. He pressed the conducting device twice. The conducting device did not respond and the light screen could not be displayed.

"No signal," water entered the scalpel's slippers. He bent down to raise the trouser legs, and the exposed calf was also a tattoo. "Don't fiddle with this thing, hurry into the tunnel."

Yan Junxun tried to tilt his head, and the noise in his ears disappeared.

Shi Shanyan saw traces of fire on the nearby walls, and some graffiti with irregular lines. He said, "Is this a former refuge in the parking area?"

"I didn't expect it?" The scalpel rubbed his back with the muzzle and walked in front. The slippers snapped in the water. "This piece is not connected to the partition. It was made by the war coke factory itself." of."

During the Civil War, there were refuges in various districts. The refuges reported to the authorities in the berth area were under the separation zone. They were used only once or twice. Not many people knew it, let alone here.

"Why did the coke plant do this?" Park Lin looked up and looked at the top. "This is illegal."

"You're catching the law," the scalpel looked at Park Lin, and she lowered her teeth. "Smelly kid, don't be bothered! Why did the coke factory do this? The Black Panther knows best. Fu Chenghui made a dog before the war. The system clamored for bombing the Southern Alliance all day long, and all the bombs fell to the stagnation zone."

"Ah?" Park Lin asked, "Is it fake? I haven't heard of this..."

Park Lin came out of a serious school and was a member of the Inspectorate. He is well versed in the Union News. If something like this happens, he will definitely not forget it.

Fu Chenghui is a bit bossy, but Park Lin actually needs to understand him when he needs war. For example, if there are 200 districts like a stagnation zone, military personnel alone cannot control it. One of the reasons for the growth of the organization is insufficient monitoring.

The scalpel turned into the tunnel, and there was an echo in the speech: "Do you believe it or not."

Park Lin was a little embarrassed. He slowed down and quietly asked Yan Junxun: "Do you know this? Is it true? There is no file for this."

Yan Junxun didn't know, he didn't like answering such questions.

Records are untrustworthy, especially today. Don't believe those network records, don't believe those electronic archives, don't believe those systematic expressions, they may all be fake. Humans can even tamper with their own memories, what else in this world will not lie?

The scalpel went quickly, and the water from the slippers wet his pants. He didn't say where he was going. Through the long tunnel, the explosion of the bee-shaped aircraft had completely disappeared, and in front of them was a more complicated underground maze.

Iron staircases spread from both sides of the tunnel entrance and meander into the bottom. The bottom is crisscrossed with things like pipes, and the whole is twisted together like a tree root buried deep here. The stairs on both sides were covered with thick dust, and nobody had been here for a long time.

The scalpel stood at the entrance of the tunnel and turned back to them and said, "Smelly kid, I took you here with special kindness. Welcome to the end of the world."

Park Lin stepped up a few steps and said, "What the **** is this... Please make it clear, I'm almost fooled."

"There is no system," Yan Junxun looked around. "Without the Internet, there is nothing here."

"This is'the home of people'," the scalpel went down carrying a gun, raised an arm, showed them the maze, and said aloud, "You can't find such a place anymore! The whole world is affected by those systems , Surveillance, and the Internet are occupied." The scalpel turned around and pointed at Park Lin. "Don't tell me the stagnation zone, that's the same."

Shi Shanyan looked deep into the roots of the steel tree, and there was no movement to escape his ears. He said, "You still have friends here."

There was a hum in the scalpel's nose, and he took the gun off and knocked on the pipe with it. The sound travels very far, like a doorbell, awakening the small animals deep. A group of children seemed to have emerged from the ground, showing their heads one after another.

"Aqi," the scalpel shouted their names triumphantly, "Xiaohui, Liuhe, Huicai, Peach, Sugua... Stand up and show them." He looked at Shi Shanyan and Yan Junxun, provoking Say, "I don't have a number on my side, everyone has a name."

"Congratulations," Shi Shanyan raised his arms. "My kids here also have names."

Yan Junxun glanced at Shi Shanyan, then looked at the scalpel and said, "...My name is Yan Junxun."

"I know your name is Yan Junxun," the scalpel jumped on the pipe, looked up, and stared at them. "Union No. 98342, a miracle child created by the system and humans. I also know that in your head The thing is made of something, they are about to recycle you."

"I am 98342?" Yan Junxun frowned. "I am Yan Junxun."

"You are'No. 98342'Yan Junxun'," the scalpel draws his little finger, "Before you had thousands of'Yan Junxun', they did not survive. When you are so big, give The number of your glass bottle is 98342, and the uterus that nurtures you is provided by the "　虫" to the experimental base in the light track area."

"Wait," Park Lin hugged her head. "Only I don't know anything. I'm an outsider! Can you take care of me? I often fail the reading test."

"You know the'Experimental Base'," Shi Shanyan said, "you know too much."

"Really?" The scalpel squinted at Shi Shanyan. The old man likes to talk to people with sarcasm. He didn’t take any of them in his eyes. "Then we can talk again," he pointed his finger under his chest, which was numbered by Shi Shanyan. Location, "7-001, 01ae86 heavy prisoner, 36809 from the 156th stagnation zone-is it you? Fu Chenghui's second-generation'hunting knife'."

Yan Junxun couldn't help but ask Shi Shanyan: "Do you still have this title?"

"You can be called "God's Eye"," Park Lin interjected, "I'm called "Recorder"," he is having fun, "The old man is "God", he seems to still hold the game script."

The scalpel said, "I am a scalpel."

"It's not taking the game id," Yan Junxun said and looked at the scalpel. His eyes were sharp when he wasn't sleepy. "You said'　虫" provided the womb to the experimental base in the track area."

"In 2135, the Union issued a call to all districts. They said that it was technological advancement. To provide children with a better system education, many people were fooled." The scalpel poured clean water from the slippers. "As a result, they passed several years of system education. , Even the words are unclear, only arithmetic. In 2140, the Alliance issued a call again to provide more convenient system services for women in the stagnation area, and even established a confinement center in the stagnation area, which mad many parents. 2143 The main force of this experiment was changed from the alliance to the black panther, and the black panther turned to the mooring area. Fu Chenghui reached a confidentiality agreement with'　虫', and'　虫' provided the uterus that met the requirements for the black panther to cultivate'Yan Junxun'. "

Yan Junxun’s fragmented memory was broken in 2160, and there was only Artemis’ glass house. He seemed to be a child into an adult overnight, with no transitional memory in between. He knew Artemis, he knew the experiment, he knew the clown, but he didn’t know where he came from and what he did.

He was born in the glass room of Artemis.

"I know, the transport ship is smuggled...My God, the'uterus' are women in the stagnation zone! If 98342 is in order of quantity, then after the plague in 2150, the decline in the stagnation zone's fertility rate is explained. "Piao Lin pushed her hair up in confusion. It seemed like she could not understand the question, and her expression was indescribable. "What the heck... are all the other children dead?"

Yan Junxun felt sick. He thought of the glass house, where Artemis was there.

"The cultivation of'Yan Junxun' is carried out at the same time," the scalpel touched his position, "I only know that I am a lot crazy."

Glass room.

Yan Junxun flashed the dark room of the glass room before his eyes. The rain marks staggered on the glass wall. He stayed inside safely. No sunlight, no noise, the whole world is quiet. There are always unfinished questions on the small blackboard.

Yan Junxun saw himself in the incomplete memory. His shirt and overalls were ironed properly, and his small leather shoes were shiny. He used chalk to make questions on the small blackboard, one after another.

"Jun Xun is the best kid."

no.

Yan Junxun looked at the glass and saw his expressionless face.

"no."

Yan Junxun whispered.

He saw thousands of vague faces through the glass and through the rain.

All "Yan Junxun" stayed in the glass room, doing the same problem under heavy rain.

Artemis was like a broadcast, repeating this sentence softly to the "Yan Junxun".

"Jun Xun is the best kid."