Anchor

Yan Lang fell asleep at the right time, and when he woke up, Qi Kuo was no longer on the bed, and of course he couldn't remember holding Qi Kuo in his arms as a pillow.The noisy alarm clock damaged his ears 360° and hit the huge [sleep time: 14 hours] on the ceiling.

Yan Lang sat on the bed and waved his arms towards the ceiling, expressing that he was very awake, the alarm sounded down, and the knock on the door just rang.

"Who is it?" Yan Lang raised his voice and asked.

"Me." Qi Kuo said.

Yan Lang opened the door, turned around and ran into the bathroom like the wind: "I'm going to brush my teeth."

Qi Kuo put the tea eggs and soy milk on the table, and glanced at the bed wistfully.It's not that he didn't want to wake up with Yan Lang, but he struggled with the problem of time and space positioning all night. In view of his professionalism, he reluctantly got up to the office at six o'clock in the morning to write a calculation formula on the blackboard.

When he came back to his senses, facing the blackboard densely covered with handwriting, he vaguely grasped some clues about the positioning of time and space.Similar to calculating the decay process of isotopes, Qi Kuo thought that in the next few days he would spend time doing an experiment to demonstrate the looming theory in his mind.

First of all, he needs... Qi Kuo habitually glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and quickly changed the priority of the task. First, he needed to feed the wolfhound, pet and cuddle to recharge the battery.

Yan Lang was brushing his teeth, smelling the aroma of tea eggs, his empty stomach screamed in response to the occasion.He spit out the mouthwash, splashed a handful of water on his face with both hands, repeated several times, pulled the towel and casually wiped off the water droplets on his face, the wolf dog walked out of the bathroom quickly and was half stuffed in his mouth by Qi Kuo a tea egg.

"You didn't eat anything after you got out of the simulator yesterday afternoon." Qi Kuo said, lowering his head to peel the second tea egg, "The memory hard drive of Anchor Point [-] was delivered today, and it will take about two days to model it. You can take a break today."

"Oh." Yan Lang ate half a tea egg in two bites, broke off half a fried dough stick and soaked it in soy milk, "What about you, what are you doing?"

"Build a shuttle." Qi Kuo said, "I have a new idea, and I'm going to do a test to demonstrate it."

It seems that only Yan Lang has nothing to do, he said: "Then I'll go to the gym."

"Okay, call me if you need something." Qi Kuo said.

To be honest, Yan Lang doesn't know what he was like before he lost his memory, and he doesn't like making friends now.He is a person who is a bit too pure, pure and clear, not so thoughtful, he doesn't count others and doesn't like to be counted, if he decides on a person or a thing, he will go all the way to the dark side.

For example, Qi Kuo told him one day that the end of the world is a hoax, there is no virus leak, no human decline, no dungeons, no time travel, and he also recognized it, because he didn't know people clearly.

But if someone sneaks up to him in the gym and whispers, "Qi Kuo is a liar."

Yan Lang would definitely beat that man to the ground looking for his teeth.

As it is now.

Yan Lang pinched his neck and threw the opponent against the wall, subconsciously supported his shoulders to make him turn around, wrapped his arms around the opponent's wrist, and put on a beautiful arresting posture.There were two or three students scattered in the gym, startled by the situation, and gathered around to persuade them to fight.

"Qi Kuo is a liar!" Not only did the man not shut up, he yelled even louder, "Qi Kuo, a liar!"

Yan Lang frowned, he touched his belt, and realized that he was not wearing handcuffs.It was a man who shouted loudly, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and he looked like a saint who sacrificed his life to wake up mankind.

"A lot of people outside are opposed to the Confining Project." The students onlookers explained to Yan Lang, "They feel that the Confining Project is a waste of human's few resources."

Calculating with his fingers, Yan Lang has only been awake for half a month, and he only has half a month's memory. He doesn't know what kind of pressure Qi Kuo is pushing forward with the confinement plan.He pressed his hands hard on the opponent's arm, and the opponent grinned and cursed at Yan Lang fiercely: "If you didn't escort the mission well, how could the virus be contagious! You are the culprit of the end! You should be hanged die!"

"Do you know who the most damned person here is?" Yan Lang said calmly, "You are the kind of person, God has no eyes, and let you escape the genetic disease." He picked up a towel to wipe sweat Put it in the opponent's mouth, take the rope handed over by the trainee and tie the man to the fitness equipment.

Yan Lang's eyes are very bright, but different from the crazy brightness of his opponents. His dark pupils are clear and moist, like the stars of the Milky Way falling into his eyes. Poured out: "Qi Kuo is a dreamer, how good he is, thinking about changing the past so that everyone can survive. If it were me, a bastard like you shouldn't live."

Opponent: "No no no no."

"If you can't speak, don't try hard." Yan Lang said.

The trainees called the security guards to maintain law and order. Because of the high level of civilization in the inner city, fights and fights rarely occurred. back and forth.

Yan Lang kicked him, frowned, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Be honest."

Qi Kuo, who heard about the fight in the gym, ran downstairs quickly to the scene, and his eyelids twitched when he heard Yan Lang's voice. This scene was very familiar, making him think that Yan Lang had recovered all his memories.Qi Kuo looked at the man who was sitting on the ground and was bound with a towel stuffed in his mouth, and said, "Zhao Ruimeng."

The man raised his head and rushed forward when he saw Qi Kuo, but Yan Lang stepped on his shoulder and forced him to lean back.

"Zhao Ziming's youngest son, he is not a researcher." Qi Kuo said, his voice cold and sarcastic, "Five years of postgraduate entrance examination, three years of civil servant examination, two years of editorial examination, ten years of old age, and never went ashore."

"Are you still dreaming of the young master of the city?" Qi Kuo asked.

Hearing Qi Kuo recount Zhao Ruimeng's arduous exam journey, the onlookers couldn't help laughing, and the low-pitched laughter kept coming and going.Zhao Ruimeng looked at Qi Kuo angrily with a towel in his mouth, Yan Lang felt bored, and retracted his foot on the opponent's shoulder, and two security guards bent down to carry Zhao Ruimeng away.

"Did he say anything unpleasant?" Qi Kuo asked Yan Lang.

"Forgot." Yan Lang scratched his head, "I don't understand dog barking."

"Do you think I discriminate in terms of academic qualifications?" Qi Kuo asked.

"It doesn't matter, he shouldn't be on this floor." Yan Lang said, "Although I also came in through the back door, the related households call the related households." Yan Lang laughed at himself.

"You are needed for scientific research, and he is a waste." Qi Kuo retorted in disagreement, "You are different."

"Is that person the son of the city lord?" Yan Lang asked.

"His father is the boss of the Taiyuan city defense army." Qi Kuo said, "He has a genius brother who is also a researcher. Before this happened, he was a second-generation ancestor, and he is now."

"If it wasn't for this, his life would be very cool." Yan Lang said.

"He's not doing too badly now. His father puts him in the inner city, where he can eat and drink without worry. According to the classification, he's going to the outer city to kill mutant animals." Qi Kuo said.

"People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants." Yan Lang commented, "What shall we have for dinner?"

Qi Kuo didn't keep up with Yan Lang's jumping thinking, he asked: "Don't you want to say something?"

"What?" Yan Lang asked.

"He said I was a liar." Qi Kuo said.

"So?" Yan Lang asked.

"..." Qi Kuo couldn't take it anymore and stared at Yan Lang.

"I have eyes, Brother Qi." Yan Lang said, "I'm not an idiot who believes what others say."

This sentence is more like Yan Lang after recovering his memory, Qi Kuo feels relieved and sad.

He has never told Yan Lang so many lies, so many that he has to weave more lies to complete the previous ones, even though these lies are harmless and have internal reasons.Destiny is an unreasonable child, wantonly coiling everyone's timeline, laughing and tying everyone into knots, proudly watching human beings play PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

Qi Kuo is not a dreamer. He is a selfish researcher who wants to send his lover out of the current predicament. In his eyes, there are only one billion or one hundred million human beings. In his eyes, it is just a beating number, and Yan Lang is the living soul. , is the meaning of life he pursues.

Yan Lang never needs to know these details, nor does he need to know them.

Yan Lang only needs to remember, go back to the past, and survive, that's enough.

Qi Kuo pushed his rimless glasses and smiled: "The cafeteria is dedicated to Sichuan cuisine at night, and there are boneless chicken feet and stick chicken."

"Alright." Yan Lang jumped up and let out a cheer.