Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 581: Memorial Electromagnetism and Departure

Three days.

This is codenamed "Jenny", the last time before the official operation.

In theory, this is time to leave a suicide note, divide property, and relax before a battle, but Song Shi rarely uses any of these.

There is no need to leave a suicide note, as for the division of property. To be honest, Song Shi has never seriously calculated it. Anyway, there is quite a lot of miscellaneous properties. Beiting Defense Front, Ye Nan and the Enterprise Alliance all have accounts, but the specific amount is unclear.

Too lazy to score.

As for relaxing before a battle, Song Shi thought about it and it seemed that he was usually quite relaxed.

beep—

"Stop, hold on, you want to come in without a ticket?"

The shout brought Song Shi back to his senses. A huge shadow cast down, blocking the white sunlight.

Under the scorching sun, the earth was scorching and waves of hot air were rising. In the center of the heat, a bald man stood with his hands folded, blocking Song Shi like a city wall.

The other person was quite tall, probably with an internal skeleton implanted to increase his height. Song Shi had to raise his head to match the man's gaze.

"Ok?"

Song Shi expressed his question with one syllable.

"Hmm what? Which memorial doesn't require a ticket?"

The big man was wearing a vest and beach pants. He quickly took out a badge from somewhere and pinned it on himself. He mechanically pointed at the badge with his index finger: "Look carefully--"

Song Shi's gaze shifted over.

[New Zhuguangcheng Geothermal Generator Battle Memorial Hall, Ticket Office and Security Office]

The young man suddenly understood.

Look at the hot steam rising from under your feet - no wonder the ambient temperature in this area is significantly higher than other places by several degrees. Even in today's New Light City, it is considered hot.

Here
Song Shi looked around and saw the glittering high-rise buildings, the endless flow of cars and shuttles, the sparkling artificial lake under the viaduct, and the noisy complaints and sweat of the people rushing around.
This is exactly where the battle to deploy geothermal generators took place!

It was here that he had killed the "All-Human" Gloria Groden, and held out until the geothermal generator was successfully deployed, extracting endless heat energy from the earth's crust to melt the frozen soil that had solidified for decades, from the gloomy sky to the bottom of people's hearts.

He retracted his gaze, then raised it again.

In the distance behind the bald man, a magnificent building complex composed of multiple rectangular blocks and with approximately twelve floors stood in the sun.

"Is this a memorial?"

"Yes, it has been built for more than half a year, how could you not know?" The big man answered, then shook his head vigorously: "No, this is not the point! If you want to visit, buy a ticket, otherwise you are not allowed to enter!"

As he spoke, the big man took out a spray from his pocket and sprayed it on his body several times - looking at the glacier pattern on the package, this should be some kind of cooling spray with high volatility and high heat absorption.

“You still have to buy a ticket.”

"It's free!" The big man frowned. "The tickets are for queuing management. Otherwise, if a crowd of people were allowed in, it would be a mess."

His pupils lit up a few times, as if he was looking up something: "There are still tickets available today, if you want to book, hurry up."

"What's inside?" Song Shi interrupted, "I mean, what is placed in the memorial hall?"

"Uh"

As if he was stumped, the big man hesitated for a moment. He thought hard for a while: "Cha Ke Luo knows, right? His, uh uh, was placed in there."

"Well, you must have heard of 'Nandou' Song Shi." The big man suddenly remembered something and forcibly changed the subject in a very stiff manner: "Inside is the equipment he used when he participated in the geothermal generator battle!"

Song Shi thought for a while and said uncertainly: "Could it be the remaining stimulant syringe?"

"Yes, yes, you know so much?" The big man's eyes lit up, and he finally remembered: "Yes, I remember it was a bunch of syringes. Hey, to be honest, I heard that Song Shi is also a drug addict in private. He has to take two injections of steroids every morning!" "Is that so." Song Shi gave a thumbs up: "As expected of a security guard at the memorial hall, you have a lot of information at hand."

"Let me ask you something. Are there many people visiting every day?"

"Not much." The other person wiped the sweat from his head and answered truthfully: "It's mainly because it's too hot here. Alas, there's nothing we can do. I heard that geothermal generators are very efficient, so the higher-ups are reluctant to shut them down. So after all the fuss, it ended up like this."

"Hey, to be honest, who wants to visit a memorial these days? It's so boring. Don't think I'm looking after this place, but if you really ask me, I actually won't go to a memorial on my day off."

"It makes sense."

Song Shi pulled his baseball cap down a little, covering half of his face.

"I don't really like visiting memorials—"

"Ok?"

The big man was stunned.

The other party snapped his fingers.

Nothing happened, except for a gust of wind blowing over. After a few breaths, the big man suddenly realized that the temperature had dropped! The environment suddenly cooled down!

The oven-like heat just now melted away, and was replaced by a lingering coolness. These gusts of wind were clearly the product of air convection after a sharp drop in temperature!
At the same time, feeling a slight chill, nearly half of the people in the geothermal area looked around in surprise, wondering if Fubo Energy had returned.

The wind was blowing so hard that even the baseball cap could not be held back and was suddenly blown up, then quickly caught by a hand.

"Send it to the memorial hall, or you can keep it for yourself."

Song Shi patted his hat and threw it to the other party.

"Of course, you can just throw it away, it doesn't matter."

Looking at the appearance of the person in front of him, the big man widened his eyes and his expression became extremely interesting.

"you--"

There was a flicker of fire, and the young man disappeared.

New Light City, underground base.

“—I didn’t even know there was such a thing as a memorial.”

Song Shi sighed: "Why didn't you tell me?"

"The Geothermal Generator Battle Memorial Hall, I remember it was a project half a year ago." Cha Keluo said casually: "You were still in Ye Nan at that time, how could you have been notified?"

So there was no more small talk.

Song Shi raised his face.

Under the closed steel dome, a huge iron monument stands coldly.

In front of it, a person is no bigger than a mouse. Then, along the fracture marks on the surface, with a low roar, the square monument burst into four pieces like a blooming flower of steel.

Indigo electric light burst out from the widening cracks, and heavy energized coils piled up layer by layer. As the current surged, the strong magnetic field was confined to the center of the nearly 30-meter-high iron monument. No one would be willing to try its power. If you put your hand in, it would disappear in an instant.

However, it is difficult to describe the beings that appear here at this moment as "human beings".

Codenamed Operation "Jenny".

The spacecraft that Song Shi and others are about to take will be launched from here.

——Electromagnetic catapult.

(End of this chapter)