Human dimension reduction

Qiao Zhou wiped off the water on his face, and the phone on the sink rang softly.

"The Gaul government is organizing a self-rescue team to enter the black hole in Paris and invites us to send a team of experienced experts to go together. I am not in the country during this time. If you need anything, you can contact this number. I have already explained the situation to him. - Shao Xinglan "

After the screen was on for a while, it automatically turned off. Qiao Zhou looked back, and the TV in the living room was still broadcasting about the fall of Paris. As the capital of a country with many important institutions, the severity of the fall of Paris was comparable to the fall of London. , Even compared to the original London, the situation in Gaul this time is more severe.

Because for some reason, the black hole seems to have suddenly favored this romantic art country. In less than half a month, eleven black holes appeared in Gaul, four of which failed to escape and landed. the real world.

These four black holes are futuristic cities with a cyberpunk background, strategy games with a modern war background, love games, and business simulation games.

Fortunately for the other three, as soon as the future city landed in reality, it almost caused internal turmoil in Gaul. The overly advanced technology will not only bring benefits. "primitive" world.

Fortunately, perhaps because of the incompatibility of the underlying logic codes, most of the machines in the future city will not be able to operate normally in reality, which also caused most of the human beings who replaced their organs with machines to be unable to function normally, so they were sealed by the Gaul government. The time of this small future city.

Their solution is simple - break into the city and steal all their energy equipment.

Abbreviation, cut off the power grid.

After dealing with the four black holes that landed in reality, they have to rescue the people in the other seven black holes, so that when Paris was suddenly swallowed up, most people didn't react, but after seeing London's unlucky experience , government agencies attach great importance to this aspect of protection, and have formulated many emergency plans. Therefore, as soon as the black hole appeared, most of the country's dignitaries and entourages followed the previous simulation drills to evacuate Paris, and established a preparatory government at a certain distance from Paris. Remote command to rescue Paris.

No matter how chaotic Gaul is now, it has nothing to do with Qiao Zhou who is in China at the moment.

He is being consulted by the chief physician of the best psychiatric hospital in Beijing.

Although he brought Qiao Zhou from the Eastern Province to the capital a little bit forcefully, the treatment he received was not bad, and the service of a senior famous doctor was of course part of this special treatment. Shao Xinglan immediately replaced him after leaving the black hole. Qiao Zhou made an appointment with this doctor and came to the door today.

The doctor sitting opposite the sofa is over half a century old, with silver-threaded hair combed neatly, and clean and tidy clothes, like a warm and soft quilt that has been washed by the sun for a long time, with an intimate and relaxing temperament .

He put the bag with some peeling on the bottom beside him, introduced himself with a smile, and then said: "We are quite destined, your attending doctor in Eastern Province, who studied as a graduate student under my hand, he was a little while ago I mentioned to me that I met a very interesting patient, but I didn't expect you to fall into my hands now."

The little old man blinked his eyes humorously: "You must have seen a lot of doctors, but I am older, and I am so amazing to be praised by them. In fact, I am only half a bucket of water. Let's sit and chat and treat it as a friend, okay?"

Qiao Zhou cooperated with him and chatted with him for almost an hour. When the time was up, the little old man picked up his bag and stood up, waving at Qiao Zhou: "The young man is very smart and knows how to coax the old man. Let me go." Well, let's talk next time if we have a chance?"

Qiao Zhou got up to send him off, and when he was almost at the door, the little old man turned around and said suddenly, "I don't know why you saw those hallucinations, as far as I can see, you're not actually sick at all, it's just—"

He stretched out a hand and patted Qiao Zhou's heart lightly: "Man, many emotions are produced every moment, joy, anger, sadness, love, these emotions are like accumulated in a glass bottle. The water keeps increasing, and if you don’t pour it out in time, the glass bottle will break. Ordinary people will express anger and love to others, and pass these things on, but some people are born ignorant How did you pour out the water?"

"You're not a monster, you have emotions and desires, and you can feel emotional changes, you just don't know how to pour them out."

The old man turned his palms into fingers, and gently poked Qiao Zhou's forehead with his callused fingers: "Don't imitate others, try to be yourself, if you can't...then try to be a crazy and enthusiastic girl." Crazy, or... to have a relationship."

The door opened and closed. Qiao Zhou stood there for a while, with a hint of genuine doubt in his expression. His IQ could allow him to understand what the other party meant, but emotionally speaking, he couldn't understand what the other party wanted to express.

To be a crazy hot lunatic?

The killer with a chainsaw in the film and television drama immediately appeared in his mind. This classic character is crazy enough, and the expression of chasing the victim with a chainsaw is also fanatical enough. Unfortunately, the old doctor is obviously not referring to this. people.

Qiao Zhou crossed out this easy option with a little regret, and as a good patient who followed the doctor's orders, he began to think seriously about what the other party meant.

The news broadcast as the background sound continued: "...the number of petitioners has exceeded 6000 million, and this number is still rising. Outside the Gaul preparatory government, artists from all over the world are holding a parade, trying to use this way..."

His attention was suddenly attracted by this piece of news. The screen was still playing the scene dutifully. The performance artist, who was naked and covered in various colors of paint, was walking at the front of the line, holding up a slogan full of exclamation points. Behind them are other artists with different costumes and quite personalities.

Most of them carry artworks from museums that have fallen in Paris on their bodies or hands, such as a miniature model of an iron tower over two feet on their heads, such as women dressed as Venus with a broken arm, such as wearing the Mona Lisa A man with the same black robe and the same makeup...

Without exception, they all had bright flames burning in their eyes, and they rolled forward like a torrent, going forward indomitably.

Looking at the scene, Qiao Zhou blinked slowly.

Crazy, passionate... madman?

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Shao Xinglan boarded the plane, and finally confirmed that all the documents and procedures were complete before sitting down with peace of mind.

His superiors gave him an order to establish a good relationship with Xie Zhuo, but he still hasn't figured out how to contact those elusive black hole creatures... Speaking of which, do they have a stronghold?In short, before he started social work, something happened in Gaul. As the director, he had to lead a team to represent Huaxia in "friendship support" Gaul's rescue work.

Based on humanitarian principles, Huaxia dispatched thirteen of the best black hole rescue experts. They all successfully completed at least one black hole rescue mission, and the casualty rate was extremely low. The only thing they have in common is that none of them are front-line rescuers.

In terms of protecting its citizens, China has always been at the forefront of the world.

Shao Xinglan had entered a black hole more than once, but this time he was dressed more elegantly than before, with a suit and leather shoes, metal glasses, and looked like a weak civil servant. No one could connect him with the front-line personnel.

"After we arrive in Malay, local personnel with spatial abilities will take us directly to Gaul. With the time saved, everyone can have a good rest. If there are local officials in Gaul to urge them, let them come to me. "

Shao Xinglan sent the itinerary to the experts, smiled and said something extraordinary, everyone looked at each other tacitly, nodded, and then Shao Xinglan sat back in his seat.

When the plane flew over the ocean, Gaul was already shrouded in twilight. Except for the dead Paris hidden in the black hole, other cities were lit up with bright lights. Around the outer circle of the black hole, there were countless candles. The fire swayed in the wind, looking from the air, it looked like a diamond crown set outside Paris.

The citizens of other cities walked out of their homes spontaneously, holding candles and surrounded the black hole of Paris far away, watching the darkness that engulfed Paris with anxiety and sadness.

As an international metropolis, Paris has a dense population, and many families have relatives and friends who work or live in Paris. The fall of Paris is equivalent to the sadness of the whole country.

Under the cover of the night, a young man with long silver-gray hair stood in the crowd. He was wearing a black and white dress, with his hands resting on a cane, and his top hat was pulled low, covering most of his face. , only his thin and sharp jaw line can be seen in the light and shadow of the candlelight.

The young woman next to him couldn't help but look at him again and again. It's rare to see a young man dressed so solemnly and without rusticity these days. Seeing that he didn't bring a candle, she took out a candle from her handbag. Gen, touched the other party's elbow lightly, and asked gently: "I think, maybe you need it?"

The young man with special hair color turned his face and glanced back at the young woman under the shadow of the brim of his hat. The woman did not see his face clearly, but just caught a glimpse of him as if he had fallen into a pure ocean of cornflower blue.

The thin red lips curled up slightly, he raised his gloved hand, took the candle, and thanked him softly in lingering Gaul, the young woman regained her composure, stretched out her candle, and helped him ignite.

The young man held the candle in his palm and looked at the cluster of orange flames, as if he had said something, but when the woman listened attentively, a low and melodious hymn sounded from nowhere in the surrounding crowd. The voice gradually diffused, and when she came back to look again, she found that the mysterious man had disappeared.

"May the Holy Father bless him." The woman couldn't help thinking in her heart following the end of the hymn.

Holding the candle given by a kind passer-by, Qiao Zhou pressed his top hat and looked up to see this new world. Different from the dark and quiet place outside, Paris after the fall seemed to be drunk in a carnival night, and the lights in the tower radiated dazzling light. The light, the carriages on both sides of the street, and the women wearing gorgeous and heavy skirts held their heads high and walked into the opera house with bright gas lights. The aroma of champagne and red wine permeated the whole street, dragging people back to the ancient capital of art in an instant. In memory.

The Seine River reflects the flashy lights of the city that never sleeps. The huge palaces on both sides and the floor-to-ceiling windows are filled with dancing crowds and singing actors. The city is held up in golden light and shadow.

The dance hall decorated with roses, lilacs, and dahlias is surrounded by floral fragrances, and the ladies' bodies are wrapped in soft and expensive lace and satin. Behind the folding fans, the women's eyes smeared with heavy makeup flow frivolously and charmingly, and the words full of metaphors and hints are like It is the little birds flying in the gorgeous palace, just like the descriptions in countless works of art, the city's clothes and temples all have the smell of lust, corruption and juiciness, they are wrapped in the lace folds of folding fans, the flowers of roses Inside the stamen, waiting to be touched by someone, and then the rich aroma will burst open.

Paris, a mobile feast.