It's too late to marry a cat [Interstellar]

General Ya is only good at playing games with others on larger chess and card tables, entertainment gambling. He has never experienced gambling lottery draws, and he is not interested in this kind of game with all luck. Uh," he said, his eyes swept over Wo Xiu's relaxed expression, he didn't answer, but reached out and pressed the back of Wo Xiu's neck lightly.

"It's really rare." Ya Huiquan said, "A little self-confident man like you would be nervous."

Wo Xiu's name here at Yahuiquan is often updated, and the meaning of the name changes with the context from time to time. The "little self-confident man" freshly baked on his head bows his head slightly like Li Dandan doing stretching exercises under Yahuiquan, stretching Stretched the back of the neck that was comforted and massaged.

"It's a bit." Wo Xiu admitted.

He paid attention to what the Unknown Apostle said that day, and got some kind of premonition from it for no reason. He heard it seemed to be a prophecy, and the hidden content of that prophecy made his heart skip a beat.

The truth is close at hand, what their parents did, where the information came from, and why the deep-sea ruins under the Xiaohuangxing Sea are important to the Apostles.

Why did this planet, which has never been visited by others, establish contact with the later "adventure protectors" and an extremist organization across time...

Wo Xiu fell into hesitation at the moment before it was about to be revealed. People who had always been fearless in the past watched the "lottery card" cautiously, like a cat standing by a deep pool and poking its head into the water.

In fact, Ya Huiquan hesitated a little - if he didn't hesitate, he should have checked the information neatly and entered the final "puzzle" process.

However, realizing that Wo Xiu is the same as himself, the little bastard who has always been fearless confessed that the other party was hesitating. It may be caused by "owner psychology", or Ya Huiquan is just a person who is used to making up his mind. People around him habitually took the initiative when they came to a standstill, and once he sensed Wo Xiu's emotions, his own hesitation disappeared miraculously.

"I'll turn over the cards." Yahuiquan said.

He knew all the conversations between Wo Xiu and the Unknown Apostle, and Wo Xiu told him them without reservation.

He moved his hand on the back of Wo Xiu's neck upwards, inserted his fingertips into the slightly longer hair of the big cat, and rubbed the back of the other's head.

"Don't worry, with me here, no one can punish you."

General Ya said this firmly and arrogantly.

There is a secret, he originally wanted to throw that earth-shattering title back on Wo Xiu's face, and he suddenly teased Wo Xiu with those two words, but it's a pity that General Ya doesn't have the face of a little bastard after all. After that, I got stuck for a second, and there was a word that I couldn't continue no matter what, so I had to change back to calling myself "I" as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, Wo Xiu temporarily focused on the truth behind the puzzle and didn't notice this subtle difference.

Of course, Wo Xiu would not hand over all the card flop work to Yahuiquan. He was repeatedly pressed on the back of the neck and rubbed his head, and he received the firmness that Yahuiquan generously shared.

In the end, those clues were opened by Ya Huiquan and Wo Xiu.

The truth travels thousands of miles across the galaxy. It is a meteor that has traveled a long way before people can see its light. It is a silt that is rolled up again and again with the surging waves and finally pushed from the deep sea to the shallow layer.

A drop of water, when it sets sail with hundreds of billions of companions, what it will pass along the way, what it will become later, and where it will fall, is indeed beyond its own expectations—even the most precise artificial rainfall is impossible. It can only delineate the range of precipitation, but it is not detailed enough to ensure the whereabouts of every drop of water, and it is impossible to make every drop of water fall as desired.

In the age of great voyages, new and old species were replaced, and the genes of all human beings underwent collective evolution... and at the beginning of this whole link, everyone was the same batch of "water droplets".

Many years ago, Ya Yisong and Yu Jianyue, for the purpose of promoting cultural trial exchanges, these two members of the Star Alliance who were born in Monte low-key spread out the signal network, and accidentally received a message from an outside alliance member in the public star area. Friendly feedback.

The people who gave the feedback were the energetic Conk and Margie who wandered around the universe with nothing to do.

The situation was not very tense back then, but the Outer Territory Alliance has been in a cold war with the Star Alliance for 200 years. The public star area is a rare place where the residents of the Outer Territory Alliance and the Star Alliance can deal with each other. There are skirmishes.

Under normal circumstances, if the citizens of two large federations meet in the public area, everyone usually chooses to turn a blind eye and not provoke each other, and even the signal lights that must be turned on when the starships meet in the channel are indifferent and reluctant; Or, it seems to be a continuation of the planet that was the size of a palm in the ancient earth period, but they still have to divide their respective one-acre three-point land on the ball. Tradition", everyone will use the neutral signal tower and signal network in the public area to exchange a few words on the public frequency.

The small platform built by Ya Yisong and Yu Jianyue can be understood as a "free chat room" built on the public network.

This free chat room is often randomly connected by passing merchant ships and civilian ships. I have seen the "gentle and polite yin and yang" of many Star Alliance members, and I have also read the "Dirty Words Encyclopedia" of foreign union members.

The messages of Margaret and Conker are the exception among the offensive remarks.

Through this chat room, four young people from different coalitions met for the first time.

Leaving aside the continuous contact, exploration, and tentative sharing of each other's views for a period of time in the future, this process can only be judged to be a long-term one.

Every decision to continue contact must have been carefully considered by the young people on both sides.

All in all, Ya Yisong and Yu Jianyue finally decided that Ma Qili and Conke were like-minded people with them. From then on, they would exchange ideas more deeply, and gradually shifted from pure theoretical discussions to starting to make ideas. Try it out.They have never met each other, and the distance that the signal can cross has not yet been crossed by humans. However, they rely on the signal passed back and forth, like a ship seeing the same lighthouse from different directions in the vast sea. The signal is the rudder wheel. The ideal wind blew up their sails.

It's just that the first person to grope and explore the way in the long night is also the first person who is most likely to be swallowed by the darkness first.

Ya Yisong and Yu Jianyue touched the core of interests at the top of the Monte Pyramid, and they were forced to stop first, while Ma Qili and Conk were only five years older than them.

Margie and Conk traveled around, extensively collecting information on various endangered and extinct species. The adventurous conservationists were indomitable and fearless, and touched another hidden secret.

The first generation of Covenanters have always claimed to be the group of people who competed for the top in the age of great voyage and had more perfect genetic evolution. They attributed the result of this genetic evolution to the superiority of their own genes, thinking that it was because of their superiority. And because of this, they put themselves in the position of being able to judge others more confidently, thinking that this is the qualification that "superior people" should have.

However, what if all the people involved in the process of genetic modification are not only "the same batch of falling water", but they even come from the same origin. Going back, their ancestors all came from volunteers in the original laboratory?

Genetic modification, of course, is not a process that can be accomplished overnight. It needs continuous observation for many years, and it needs to track the development of the volunteers themselves and their offspring.

It requires repeated attempts, comparing and screening among countless transformation plans one by one, and comparing which direction is the most suitable direction, and what kind of transformation is more suitable for application and promotion.

And this process took hundreds of years, spanning the entire nautical era.

The original materials have become incomplete over the long years, and the once well-known "volunteering activities" have gradually ceased to be "public".

Among the group of founders of the Star Alliance who set the entry threshold, there happened to be someone among them who held the secret that all evolutionaries came to the same goal by different routes. The offspring are divided, occupying the "superior" title first, expelling those who have become "inferior" inexplicably, and then gathering "high-quality citizens" selected according to their own wishes.

Under the premise of guaranteeing their own absolute rights, they promote the establishment of an alliance with their own team as the core.

Why is the species culture database of the Star Alliance impoverished, and why are countless cultural species conservationists scolding for 100 years, but every time the general meeting is held, there are always high-level officials who pretend to be deaf and dumb, and delay the proposal to supplement the database again and again. Hundreds of years have been a lackluster, half-dead look?

The people at the top of the pyramid have always been interested in maintaining the "big glass cover" that Ya Yisong and Yu Jianyue said. Are they really only worried that contact with the outside world will bring ideological turmoil and break the power system that has been operating stably for many years?

As an institution that seems to have the least conflict of interests with all parties, the Academy of Arts and Sciences should be an institution like a "Xanadu". Why is it always firmly in the hands of the top management? All employees who can be promoted are either rich or expensive. The administrative department of the General Institute of the Academy of Arts and Sciences in the galaxy has almost become a recognized "Monte powerful club", and the approval of new projects in the department is always delayed, as if it is intentional to let people only study some old things repeatedly?

Are those people really just afraid of news coming from outside the Covenant, or are they afraid that in the vast universe, there will always be evidence that cannot be erased in some corner?

Margie and Conk had never visited Xiaohuangxing, but they obtained information related to the bottom laboratory during their visits.

Xiaohuangxing, as a planet that was swept away by the gravitational field of the restricted area and was forced to disappear from the three-dimensional orbit map of the star area, it suffered the misfortune of silent extinction because of its disappearance, but its laboratory survived by luck, and became The last experimental area that has not been found by interested people and has almost preserved the whole picture on the bottom of the sea.

The information in Xiaohuangxing's bottom-level laboratory is the same as the information in the original laboratory of genetic modification back then.

The residents of Xiaohuangxing were judged as "inferior" back then, so they drifted all the way with materials and experimental bench drawings, trying to set up a special laboratory on Xiaohuangxing to continue in-depth research on genetic modification, so that the ethnic group can become "superior" wait".

"If..." Wo Xiu said in a low voice, "if they didn't ponder over the flaws in their genes for the sake of the so-called 'superior', and believed in the set of nonsense about poor genetic foundation, they would wait a little longer and first Looking at the specific state after the transition period, it may not become like that.”

What is wrong?Where is the problem?

Have you found out where the defects in the genes are, so that everyone can become up to the highest standard, and more difficulties in survival can be easily solved?

No one can give an answer to the residents of Xiaohuangxing who are immersed in research, and they seem to have no other way to go, so they have to count and study day after day.

until the end comes.

Many years later, latecomers can only reflect on a handful of historical data, and after all, the advice is separated by time and space, and it cannot reach the ears of the disappeared ethnic groups.

Ma Qili and Conk obtained the data by accident. At least when they shared the data with Ya Yisong and Yu Jianyue, they seemed to have not figured out the turmoil behind the experimental data. This crucial data was mixed up In the extraterritorial news sent to "friends who can't meet face to face".

The Apostle Legion now claims to be the inheritor of the will of the "natural disaster". They secretly cooperate with the behind-the-scenes people of the Star Alliance. The original data is used to improve the production of its own "Super Legion".

And why has it been decades since some interested people noticed the information in the hands of Ma Qili and Conke, and some people realized that Ya Yisong and Yu Jianyue were connected with this couple outside the territory, but these people have been lacking in action , did not arrive at Xiaohuangxing early, and cleaned up the experimental area at the bottom of the deep sea ruins first.

It's just because they couldn't find a place.

The information in the hands of Ma Qili and Conker did not point to the location, and Xiao Huangxing was hidden in the restricted area where the most elite space forces would have to detour.

The secret it carries is like a treasure chest in a sunken ship. Over the years, few people even know where the sunken ship is, let alone know where the treasure chest is.

Yahuiquan and Woxiu accidentally became the first people to visit Xiaohuangxing. When they set foot on it for the first time, they never thought that it would connect their past, and its related information had passed through the hands of their elders , this is a place where four idealists have seen and discussed, but have not been able to come.

It's almost like a kind of fate.

This is a secret that, once revealed to the public, would cause shocking waves.

Yahuiquan and Wo Xiu spent six hours together that day.

Ya Huiquan was silent for a long time, and then looked at Wo Xiu, who held his hand before he could speak.

He felt Wo Xiu gently pressing his cold fingertips, filling his fingers with high body temperature, and he heard himself whispering when the two fingers intertwined: "I won't...can't let it destroy Hard-won stuff."

"The hard-won thing" is the war that the Star Alliance and the foreign union fought for 35 years. It is the normal establishment of diplomatic relations that came with great difficulty. .

The new year has passed, and it is now 376 years of the star calendar. The first founders of the Star Alliance have naturally declined for a round. Those who tried to hold on to power were the descendants who had enjoyed the glory of the peak with their elders.

In the past 300 years, personnel have been constantly replaced, and people's ideas have also been updated with the facts, which makes the truth that has been deposited for too long under the sand seem like a bad debt.

It is impossible to claim compensation, and most of its claimants have disappeared in the long river of time, without trace.

Wo Xiu clasped Ya Huiquan's hand tightly, and leaned over to kiss the corner of the general's tight lips.

Yahuiquan may not have embarked on the road of joining the army out of his own will at first. For him back then, Hengguang College was the only optimal solution after weighing many aspects. He has always regarded this as his undeniable responsibility and obligation. .

The choice that can be made passively has been made for tens of thousands of hours, and the medal of glory on the shoulder has been worn for tens of thousands of days and nights. Some things are no longer just responsibilities and obligations. They have penetrated into the bone marrow and become instincts. Instinctive reference of time.

"It won't destroy anything." Wo Xiu said, "I have no interest in letting the results of my hard work be destroyed, but you are wrong in one point. There are still people here who can claim compensation from them."

Ya Huiquan pressed the back of Wo Xiu's hand with his fingertips, and there was a little light in his iris.

He understood what Wo Xiu meant.

Wo Xiu received hints from people around him that he wanted to get closer, so he quickly leaned over, and the two shortened the distance.

Ya Huiquan moved, and he relaxed his tensed shoulders and neck to the side of his arm, and put his forehead on Wo Xiu's shoulder.

"Don't move," he said, "Just wait a while."