long night fire

In the rattling voice, Long Yuehong couldn't help muttering:

"Could it be impossible to send out at all..."

They are now trapped in the "Zhuang Sheng" dream, and the sending of the telegram may be just their hallucination.

Hearing Long Yuehong's worry, the honest Shang Jianyao sneered:

"Why don't you say that the attempt to call the mystery number may have been invalid because it was bogus?

"Why don't you say that the detonation of nuclear warheads only exists in our dreams and will not be reflected in reality?"

Long Yuehong, who was already restless and restless, didn't back down, and replied:

"I just haven't had time to say it yet."

At this moment, nothing they do, who are shrouded in dreams, may not be real.

"But no matter what, you have to work hard to save yourself, and you can't just stay where you are and wait to die because it's useless." Bai Chen interrupted the conversation between the two, expressing his own point of view.

Long Yuehong immediately agreed:

"Yeah, I'm just asking questions, not against doing it.

"If you do it, you will have a chance, if you don't do it, you will be lost."

"The main reason is that there is no other way." This is Gnava's conclusion after careful analysis.

If the "Old Tune Group" can escape from the dream by evacuating Taicheng as before, things will be much simpler.

During their exchange, Jiang Baimian finished the telegram, straightened his body, and waited for the reply.

She looked around and said:

"I said in the telegram that I would only wait a minute."

"One minute? It's too late for the telegraph operator to ask for instructions..." Long Yuehong didn't quite understand.

Not to mention the steps of drafting manuscripts and translating into codes, which all take a lot of time.

Jiang Baimian simply explained:

"My request is that if the company receives the telegram, it will immediately give a simple reply to let us know that it is effective, so that we can patiently wait for the follow-up call back."

As for whether "Panguan Biology" would take too much time to translate the code, causing the telegraph operator to time out before reading the content, Jiang Baimian was not worried at all, because it was connected to the corresponding computer, and the processing was extremely fast.

At this time, Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin, and said with a hey smile:

"Will the dream give us a false reply and make us waste time waiting?"

Probably not so smart... Who can be so vicious and intertwined in their dreams?Long Yuehong subconsciously flashed such an idea.

He didn't say such words, because he didn't know whether it was possible to hold the age, after all, it was fundamentally different from ordinary people.

Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and said:

"I'm talking about waiting with limits.

"If the situation is really urgent and countermeasures must be taken immediately, then I will definitely not wait any longer!

"Dogs know how to jump over walls when they are in a hurry, let alone us humans?"

She doesn't make a distinction between carbon-based humans and intelligent humans.

Bai Chen, Gnawa and the others nodded one after another, noticing the changes in each other:

Carbon-based humans are gradually changing into student attire, while smart humans are disappearing inch by inch from bottom to top.

When this relatively slow change is completed, they will be completely lost in the dream of "Zhuang Sheng".

The student in the blue and white school uniform and the old and strong teacher who passed by turned a blind eye to their changes, as if there was no such thing at all.

One minute passed quickly, and the radio transceiver of the "Old Tune Group" remained silent.

Flipping his wrist and looking at his watch, Jiang Baimian remained silent, seemingly hesitant.

According to the previously discussed plan and the scheduled process, it is time for Gnava to call the mysterious number provided by Avia.

It was left by Ao Lei, the chief scientist of the Third Research Institute and the former emperor of the "Original City".

He asked his descendants not to make calls unless it was absolutely necessary, considering it a very dangerous thing.

Once Gnava dialed the number, the subsequent changes were completely out of the control of the "Old Tune Group", and life and death depended on luck.

If a decision had to be made in the blink of an eye, then Jiang Baimian would definitely give the order without hesitation. She is not the kind of rookie who is just a fledgling, only knows hesitation and fear, and refuses to give it a try.

But now, judging from the "assimilation" speed of the dream, the "Old Tune Group" still has three or four minutes left, and there is still room for changes.

At this time, it is impossible to stop at the beginning, full of dangers, good or bad decisions, everyone will be under pressure, and everyone will have certain swings.

Jiang Baimian knows that he is afraid of death. There are so many beautiful places in life. Who would want to die when given a choice?

She was like this, and everyone else was like this. Long Yuehong's breathing became heavy. For a while, she hoped that the team leader would give an order quickly, and wait for the end. Such a haste to enter a process full of mutual perdition tendencies.

It was only then that he felt that his future was bright and his days were full of expectations. He really didn't want to just get lost in Taicheng and die little by little in dreams.

In the frozen atmosphere, someone suddenly said loudly:

"Humans are inherently mortal. Some deaths are heavier than Mount Tai, and some are lighter than a feather."

Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, and Gnawa all turned their heads and saw Shang Jianyao reciting ancient prose with a solemn face.

He paused, and said with an unchanged expression:

"We came to Taicheng today to investigate the reasons for the destruction of the old world and the source of the 'no-heart disease', so that all human beings can have a future. Even if we die here, we will die a worthy death, more important than Mount Tai!

"The spirit of 'The Salvation Army' never fades!"

After finishing speaking, Shang Jianyao stretched out his right hand and pressed it on his left chest:

"For all mankind!"

Death is heavier than Mount Tai, and lighter than a feather... Jiang Baimian frowned slightly, repeating this sentence in his heart.

She who has experienced so many dangers and is still active in the front line of investigating the reasons for the destruction of the old world must say that she is very timid and extremely afraid of death, that must be impossible.

She walked to Taicheng step by step, which means that she has overcome her inner fear of death time and time again, or that some things are more important than life.

She is not an unexperienced recruit. She has experienced the feeling of dying and knows the taste of desperation. She chooses to continue investigating the reasons for the destruction of the old world because she knows how dangerous it is, rather than blindly confident in her strength.

If she was extremely scared, given her background, she could have chosen to be transferred from her current position, but she did not do so.

What she was afraid of was dying meaninglessly. What she was afraid of was that nothing had been investigated yet. Just like some employees in the company, she suddenly suffered from "unintentional disease" and had no power to resist.

At this moment, Jiang Baimian's mind suddenly echoed the song he often listened to in recent months:

"Do you still remember the dream when you were young? Like a flower that never fades..."

While humming the melody silently, Jiang Baimian looked sideways at Long Yuehong and Bai Chen.

Long Yuehong was still a little uneasy, but his left hand was already quietly holding Bai Chen's right palm.

The two stood very close, as if they were going to face unknown dangers and an unpredictable future together.

Sensing Jiang Baimian's gaze, Bai Chen pursed her lips and said with a slight smile:

"Perhaps I should have died when I was in the original city. I am very satisfied to have survived until now, with so many companions accompanying me, and Xiaohong holding hands with me to face it."

Hearing this, Long Yuehong tightened her grip on Bai Chen's right palm.

Bai Chen increased the strength of the back grip, lowered her head slightly, looked at the ground ahead and said:

"I won't let go."

Jiang Baimian looked away, nodded to Shang Jianyao, and then said to Gnava:

"Old Ge, call the mysterious number Avia provided now, hurry up, and allow time for other methods."

Her tone was calm, her voice neither high nor low.

"Wait a minute!" Shang Jianyao suddenly said, looking forward to it, "Old Ge, remember to play the sound so that everyone can know where it is going."

"Okay." Gnava called up the mysterious string of garbled characters from the database.

beep...beep...beep...

The voice of dialing came out of Gnava's mouth.

Jingle Bell!

Suddenly, a bell rang, as if a certain phone was connected, and the sky became darker and darker, as if it was going to be completely black.

Jingle Bell!Jingle Bell!Jingle Bell!

In the next second, Jiang Baimian and the others felt that mobile phones were ringing in all directions.

They looked around in astonishment, and found that the students and teachers passing by stopped at the same time, reached into their trouser pockets, pockets, bags and other places, and took out mobile phones of different styles.

Those phones are sending out the exact same ringtones!

Shang Jian Yao froze for a moment and said:

"'Zhuang Sheng' is worse than me..."

When Jiang Baimian heard the words, he had a flash of inspiration and knew what was going on:

The mysterious number given by Avia points to the "Zhuang Sheng" who represents the whole year!

And everyone in the dream of Taicheng No. [-] High School is "Zhuang Sheng", one of his personalities!

He has a more serious split personality than Shang Jianyao!

Chapter 194 Connected

Jingle Bell!Jingle Bell!

Amidst the waves of incoming calls, the teachers and students of Taicheng No. [-] Senior Middle School who were returning home from get out of class raised their mobile phones at the same time and brought them to their ears.

And this is exactly in line with Gnava's rhythm of dialing the mysterious number!

Even if they thought about the reason for a while, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen instinctively felt fear when they saw this scene.

Unlike Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao, they had already heard Gnava mention about Dajiang Yingcai Junior High School, and knew that Du Shaochong, Xu Qiao, and Deng Tong all happened to be from this school, but they didn't know each other before.

This is completely impossible. It is normal for ordinary students to study in the same junior high school and not know each other in the same grade, but Xu Qiao, Du Shaochong, and Deng Tong are either outstanding in their studies or notorious. He is a man of the hour.

Even if some of them became what they are now in high school, it is impossible to have all three.

Such a coincidence can only prove that it is not a coincidence at all, and there must be deep-seated reasons.

Hearing Shang Jianyao's comment that "Zhuang Sheng" is more seriously ill than him, and his illness is a split personality, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen combined the picture in front of them, and naturally had a certain association:

Could it be that every person in the dream, or the entire set of thinking representing this person, all originated from "Zhuang Sheng", and are different personalities split out of him?

Therefore, it seems that everyone has their own name and background story. In fact, when asked where they transferred or went to school, they would answer "Dajiang City" or "Dajiang City Yingcai Junior High School".

After thinking about this, she realized that she and others were surrounded by "Zhuang Sheng" and they were answering the phone call suspected to be from Gnawa at the same time, Long Yuehong's legs went weak for a while.

Just then, after a beep, the bell disappeared.

The call is connected.

It was too late for Jiang Baimian to force Gnawa to stop.

The surrounding light dimmed a lot, and the sky was as dark as if the sun had already set and there was only a little afterglow left.

In the ears of Shang Jianyao and the others, the other voices disappeared completely, and they could only hear the beating of their own hearts.

The air around them froze like a viscous liquid, and the "water pressure" made it difficult for them to breathe.

Almost at the same time, the flashing red light in Gnawa's eyes shrank inward suddenly, collapsing into two faint "black holes" that connected to another world.

We are just calling for help, not against "Zhuang Sheng"... We are just calling for help, not against "Zhuang Sheng"... Feeling the gaze of "Gnava", Jiang Bai Mian kept repeating this sentence in her heart to ease her sudden surge of fear.

She tried to tell "Zhuang Sheng" on the other end of the phone her request like a normal call for help, to see if there was room for change.

When Jiang Baimian was about to speak, a voice rushed ahead of her:

"Great Zhi Sui, help us out of our current predicament!

"To be selfless, a new world is at hand!"

Shang Jian Yao didn't blush at all when he shouted, and he wasn't embarrassed at all.

"Ten times" the thickness of other people's skin is used in similar times.

With a click, the neck of "Gnawa" turned slowly, and the two eyes that became "black holes" looked at Shang Jianyao.