Anchor

"Director Li, I need more thallium," Qi Kuo said, "and build a reactor."

Li Yan, the director of the scientific research department of the inner city of Taiyuan Underground City, served as the director of the Shanxi Institute of Physical Chemistry before becoming the director of the scientific research department, and has a mentor-student relationship with Qi Kuo.Because of this relationship, Qi Kuo's speech in the scientific research department of the dungeon has a lot of weight.

"Xiao Qi..." Li Yan pinched the bridge of his nose, "The resources of the base are limited, and some people have raised objections to the confinement plan, and the opinions are not small. Look..."

"I need more thallium." Qi Kuo said, "You know the superiority of thallium in communication transmission."

Li Yan looked helplessly at Qi Kuo, his proudest apprentice.Qi Kuo has an indifferent personality, has no distractions, and is extremely accomplished in physics. He is an out-and-out genius. Looking at the whole country and the world, who is most likely to create a time shuttle?None other than Qi Kuo.But now the situation is special, resources are scarce, and there are many dangers on the ground. It is extremely difficult to find resources, let alone rare radioactive substances that need special preservation. At the moment when people die every day, it is difficult for Li Yan to ask the city lord for more The manpower searched for the supplies requested by Qi Kuo.

"Director Li, if the timeline closure plan is successful, it will be the most effective plan." Qi Kuo said, "You..."

"I know, but," Li Yan said, "the closing plan is also the plan with the least chance of success."

Qi Kuo lowered his eyes and remained silent. Li Yan was right. Traveling through time and space and changing the past sounds like a fantasy, but he believes that he can turn empty talk into reality, and he must be able to.

"I can give you all the thallium in the base." Li Yan said, "As for the reactor, you can find uranium and build it yourself."

"Thank you, Director." Qi Kuo said.

"By the way, is Officer Yan awake?" Li Yan asked, "How is your recovery?"

"Wake up." Qi Kuo said, "The recovery is very good, and all the indexes are up to standard."

"Okay." Li Yan nodded, his eyes stopped on the ring mark on Qi Kuo's hand, "My condolences."

Qi Kuo put his right hand behind his back and said with an unnatural expression: "I have already walked out of what happened a year ago."

"That's good." Li Yan said.

After the master and apprentice exchanged greetings, Qi Kuo stepped out of the office and walked towards the library.

Yan Lang was watching a documentary about the dissection of mutant animals. A two-person kangaroo was lying on the ground. The bloody man cut open the abdomen of the kangaroo with a long knife and dragged out a baby kangaroo that was the size of a normal adult kangaroo. While dragging, he said in English [After the adult kangaroo infected by the virus becomes pregnant, the baby kangaroos born are not born first and then infected, but carry the genetic virus. 】

Sensing someone standing behind him, Yan Lang turned his head: "Brother Qi."

Qi Kuo's serious eyebrows and eyes softened for a moment, he pulled out the chair and sat beside Yan Lang: "What are you looking at?"

"The genetic variation of mutated animals." Yan Lang said, "What do you think is the future of human beings?"

"If the constriction plan is successful, all this will cease to exist." Qi Kuo said.

"What if it doesn't work?" Yan Lang asked.

"No success..." Qi Kuo thought for a while, "Humanity is extinct."

Yan Lang held his cheek with one hand, and swipe the tablet screen aimlessly: "Actually, it would be quite romantic if I were the last generation."

Qi Kuo turned his head to look at him, his light brown eyes were a little surprised: "Why?"

"Do you know my background information, do I have any family?" Yan Lang asked.

"You have." Qi Kuo said, "You have teammates and family members."

"Where are they?" Yan Lang asked.

Qi Kuo got stuck, frowned slightly, and said, "You will see them."

"You mean after the plan is successful, I will be able to see them back on June 6 last year," Yan Lang said.

Qi Kuo nodded.

Yan Lang stared at Qi Kuo with strange eyes, which made Qi Kuo hairy all over. The researcher asked, "What?"

"You are such an idealist." Yan Lang said, "Have you ever failed?"

"I have failed." Qi Kuo said, and added a moment later, "Many times." He has failed many times in experiments at work, and he has also failed in love, but he never admits defeat.

Yan Lang felt bored, so he stood up: "Have dinner?"

Qi Kuo walked out of the library with him and said, "You have to go to the simulator tomorrow."

"Oh, tell me carefully?" Yan Lang said.

"At present, only your memory has been extracted. The memory cleaning of other anchor points is still in progress. You only need to adapt to one perspective tomorrow." Qi Kuo said.

"Okay." Yan Lang didn't understand a word.

Going to the cafeteria to eat, and returning to the dormitory after the meal, Yan Lang thought that Qi Kuo would be separated from him, but Qi Kuo had no intention of leaving, so he followed Yan Lang to the dormitory.

"I want to record all the values ​​of your body." Qi Kuo said righteously.

"Doctor Yang..." Yan Lang remembered that Yang Yi was a doctor and Qi Kuo was a physics researcher.

"Mr. Yang is a woman, so it is inconvenient to enter and leave your dormitory." Qi Kuo said.

"?" Is it convenient for Qi Kuo, Yan Lang muttered to himself.

"Go take a shower, there are pajamas and towels in the bathroom." Qi Kuo said, "I'll wait for you outside." He sat on the bed, turned on the communicator on his wrist and projected it on the wall to work.

The sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Yan Lang stood under the shower, allowing the water to wet his short hair, the whole day's encounters were bizarre, Yan Lang only took off his hidden defenses when he was alone.His state when facing Qi Kuo was very weird, Qi Kuo's attitude was weird, and Yan Lang himself was also weird.He always gets close to Qi Kuo involuntarily. The self before amnesia should not be easy to deceive, but when facing Qi Kuo, he can't always raise his vigilance.Yan Lang only had doubts about Qi Kuo, but he didn't have any malicious guesses that accompanies his doubts.

They are like a pair of familiar strangers.

Qi Kuo deliberately concealed it, but Yan Lang knew nothing about it.

What's even more strange is that Yan Lang wiped his face, and Qi Kuo's main concern was to send himself back to June 6th. He repeatedly emphasized sending him back to a specific point in time, but he only said once to save the world.Isn't saving the world the most important thing?

After drying off the water stains on his body, Yan Lang walked out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel, which covered the skin below the waist.Qi Kuo, who was sitting on the bed, saw Yan Lang's shape, his light-colored eyes moved slightly behind the lenses, and he said, "Sit here, and I'll blow your hair for you."

Yan Lang stuffed the hair dryer into Qi Kuo's arms, sat down on the bed, and turned his back to Qi Kuo without any sense of crisis: "Thank you."

Reflection in the bathroom is useless, Yan Lang enjoys Qi Kuo's hair blowing service, squinting his eyes and shaking his head.Qi Kuo, who was sitting behind him, plowed through the soft and thick hair with his slender fingers, massaged his scalp with his fingertips, and the hair dryer rumbled.Qi Kuo leaned close to Yan Lang's hair, resting his nose on the tip of the hair, greedily inhaling the scent of shampoo mixed with male hormones.

"Are you ready?" asked the ignorant Yan Lang.

"Soon." Qi Kuo sat up straight, his fingers brushed the skin of his neck vaguely, returned to the hair roots of his head, and rubbed and pressed the acupuncture points carefully.

Yan Lang was about to be hypnotized by Qi Kuo's gentle movements, his eyes were half closed, his body was tilted to one side, and he was about to fall into the soft bed.Qi Kuo supported him, put him gently on the pillow, turned off the hair dryer, and got out of bed carefully.

When his consciousness was dying, Yan Lang grabbed Qi Kuo's wrist and asked vaguely, "Where are you going?"

"Work overtime." Qi Kuo said softly, "Go to bed first."

"Hmm." Yan Lang turned over and covered his head with the quilt, "Come back early."

The familiar dialogue that hadn't happened for a long time suddenly appeared, and Qi Kuo could hardly control his emotions. He swallowed his over-excited emotions, walked out of the room lightly, and closed the door with a "click".

At eight o'clock in the morning, there are no windows in the dungeon, and the overhead lights simulate the sunrise, and the brightness changes from weak to strong, which will wake you up with Yan Lang.

The glaring white light was just like the scene when he just woke up yesterday, Yan Langsheng lay on the bed unlovely, kicking the quilt twice in a fit of temper.

There was a knock on the door, and Qi Kuo's voice came: "Yan Lang, get up."

Yan Lang opened the door with his toothbrush in his mouth, motioned Qi Kuo to come in sideways, and walked back to the bathroom to continue brushing his teeth.

Qi Kuo walked into the room with breakfast, sat at the table, and took out a bottle of soy milk, two fried dough sticks, and a tea egg from the paper bag.

"What time does Brother Qi get up in the morning?" Yan Lang walked out of the bathroom and sat on the other side of the table.

"07:30." Qi Kuo said, "Is this enough?"

"Enough to eat, the so-called good breakfast, full lunch, and little dinner." Yan Lang read the catchphrase, "My mother said it."

Qi Kuo raised his eyebrows: "I have a pretty good memory."

Yan Lang peeled off the shell of the tea egg and took a bite.The inexplicable memory is as fragile as this eggshell, and occasionally a certain fragment will appear, and it will slip away in an instant, without a trace.