MTL - How to Feed an Abyss!-Chapter 52 "echo"

In this era, data storage space is limited, and many literary and artistic works have been lost.

There is not much music left, and there are very few stage plays, let alone such...high-definition pornographic resources, which cannot be found even with a lantern.

When Lu Tinghan was in school, a film that was so blurry that he couldn't even see his face clearly, with a voice like a broken gong, and exaggerated acting skills, was circulated by the boys for three years, like a treasure. If they can see this resource, I don't know what kind of treasure it will be, and even make Alice a pornographic fairy.

Lu Tinghan: "...Shi Yuan, is this your understanding of love?"

Shi Yuan: "It should be. What's wrong?"

Lu Tinghan: "... quite energetic."

Shi Yuan had never seen Lu Tinghan showing such a weird and indescribable expression, he hesitated to speak.

Even he realized something was wrong.

Shi Yuan added: "I haven't had time to watch it yet."

Lu Tinghan's complexion got better. He asked, "Which friend of yours gave this to you?"

Shi Yuan promised Alice to keep her existence a secret, and said vaguely, "Well, it's a colleague of mine, you don't know him."

"What's the name?"

Shi Yuan: "Mmm, um, I, I don't remember either." He curled up the tip of his tail guiltily.

Lu Tinghan: "Is it a man or a woman?"

"Female." Shi Yuan said, "A child."

Lu Tinghan was silent for a while.

Shi Yuan asked him: "What's wrong? Show me what she sent."

As soon as he was about to poke his head to look, Lu Tinghan held him in place.

Shi Yuan:?

He probed again, but was held down by Lu Tinghan again.

Lu Tinghan lowered his head, pressed Shi Yuan with one hand, and deleted "Passionate Five People/Xing", "Teacher-Student Principal" and "Koukoukoukou" on his phone with the other.

He returned the phone to Shi Yuan: "The things she sent are wrong, don't ask her for them again in the future."

Shi Yuan was confused.

Alice swears, claiming that she knows the true meaning of love, so there will be no problem, but how could Lu Tinghan be wrong?

He said, "Well...she's my friend, would it be impolite for me to reject her?"

Lu Tinghan asked: "A good friend?"

"I don't know if it counts." Shi Yuan replied, "But I am her only friend."

After Shi Yuan said that, Lu Tinghan made a concession: "Well, next time she will send you these, don't read it, let me handle it."

Shi Yuan agreed.

They continued to look at the night scene side by side.

The windmill rotates, the energy tower shimmers, and the figure of the No. 4 tower blends into thousands of buildings.

In the next few days, Shi Yuan got a new job.

In order to see Wu Zhengqing, he went to the welfare center every now and then, and over time, he also came into contact with other patients.

Severely ill mutants behaved strangely, causing headaches.

There was a mutant who was infected by trees, everyone called him "Old Zou". Old Zou is a nice guy, he loves talking, laughing and drawing, all of which are strangely shaped tree roots. He tried to put the roots together to form special shapes, but often ended in failure.

If he fails, he will make trouble.

Throwing things is a trivial matter, he likes to bang his head against the wall—fortunately, a piece of hard bark grew in front of his forehead, which protected him a lot from the impact, otherwise he would have suffered a concussion.

No one knows what shape Lao Zou wants.

Except Shi Yuan.

When Shi Yuan saw Lao Zou for the first time, Lao Zou was piecing together the drawing paper, scratching his head and muttering, "This is wrong, this is wrong!"

The table was covered with his paintings of infected tree roots. Shi Yuan stood beside him and looked at them for a while, pointing to two of them and said, "They should be reversed and placed on top."

Old Zou was skeptical, and did as he said, but was so happy that he jumped up: "That's right, it's right this time! It's so right! How did you know that?!"

Shi Yuan couldn't explain it either.

It may be that he resonates with the soul of the monster, and seeing these roots, he knows what they should look like.

Lao Zou's mood improved for half a month, he stopped hitting the wall, and a green shoot grew on the bark on his head, Wang Yu and the staff were amazed.

In addition, Shi Yuan is also very popular with other mutants.

Patient No. 7, who is plagued by nightmares, likes to talk to him about his dreams; No. 27, who always wants to howl in the middle of the night, pulls him to chat about homework; No. 33, who has a bad temper, only smiles kindly when he sees him.

At first, Shi Yuan thought that they got close to him instinctively after being infected—just like the dying patient grabbed his wrist tightly that day, with a fanatical light in his eyes.

But after getting along for a long time, he became uncertain again.

"I don't know why, but at the beginning you felt close and wanted to get closer, but later on it was a little different." Patient No. 7 said to Shi Yuan, "You have a calming power, as if the end is coming and you won't Change, but still remember our story.”

No. 7 used to be a soldier, his lower body was paralyzed, and he was bedridden for a long time. Shi Yuan brought him a glass of water and put it on the bedside: "Well, I will remember."

Soon, the Welfare Center invited him to work part-time to look after and accompany the patients.

Shi Yuan and Lin Yeran talked. Lin Yelian agreed that he would pass three days a week.

So, Shi Yuan went to the welfare center on 135, and stayed in the consultation hotline office on 246.

Daisy has also been in a good mood recently. She and her boyfriend got married, a simple wedding in an apartment, no rings, and they exchanged carefully selected, shapely tin can rings—corn cans with small rings for Daisy , the canned lentils have a large pull ring that fits a man's thick fingers.

She smiled all over her face: "I heard that the 'Echo' project is about to be completed. There is so much good news recently."

Shi Yuan: "Yes."

His cell phone rang, and his good friend Alice sent him the file as usual.

In the afternoon, the Alliance Technology Center and the Data Center jointly announced that the "Echo" project has been completed, and Alice has found an electromagnetic wave frequency that can break through the limitations of the abyss and broadcast to the world.

At that moment, the entire No. 4 tower and the entire Fengyang City cheered.

People are bouncing around the office, hugging each other. On the huge holographic projection, Fengyang City and the main city are two white light spots, surrounded by darkness, they are two isolated islands on the dark ocean, but the electromagnetic waves rush forward, escape at the speed of light, and fly across the vast wilderness and mighty land. to the sea beyond their reach, to find another island.

As long as other survivors have the equipment to receive electromagnetic waves, they will be able to receive the signal.

And the league can hear their echoes.

"Don't worry about the opponent's lack of equipment." Professor Zeng, who is in charge of the "Echo" project, said, "We can almost assert that if there are large-scale human civilizations, they must have relatively complete military power, and they must have the ability to receive electromagnetic waves." Ability. Communication is always an essential part of combat.”

His words made everyone more joyful and encouraging, even Lin Yelian smiled.

[This is the alliance] They called over and over again in the channel, [Please reply if you receive it, please reply if you receive it]

[Our city is still there, we are still alive, and we are calling you through a special channel, anyone who hears this message, please give an answer...]

The alliance and the empire are old enemies, and they are indistinguishable from each other overall, and the military strength of the martial empire is even better. Since the alliance still has two big cities and a strong military force, the empire on the other side of the ocean should be the same, or better than them.

In the evening when Shiyuan got off work, Lu Tinghan took him home.

In the past half month, Lu Tinghan rarely had leisure time, at least his schedule was the same as that of a normal worker, and he could often be picked up.

In the car, Shi Yuan shared his day's experience as usual. With one arm around Shi Yuan, Lu Tinghan deftly deleted the "Great Torrent! Young Little Wolf Dog Mouth Mouth Mouth Praise" and "Mouth Mouth Mouth Mouth Mouth!" The props are mouth-to-mouth, mouth-to-mouth, mouth-to-mouth!"

The black car was parked downstairs in the old house, and the two went upstairs, fed the wretched fish and the white bird, and nestled on the sofa together.

Lu Tinghan buried his head in sketching, while Shi Yuan curled up his tail and rested his chin on Lu Tinghan's shoulder, watching him sketch the landscape and figures so vividly.

He doesn't know much about art, and he sincerely praises his humans every time.

After Lu Tinghan finished drawing the lake, Shi Yuan mentioned that there was an abyss watcher who worked in the welfare center and wanted to introduce someone to him.

Lu Tinghan: "How did you answer?"

Shi Yuan: "I rejected her."

"What's the reason?"

Shi Yuan was very happy: "I said I have 1 in my family."

Lu Tinghan: "..."

Shi Yuan couldn't hold back his words at all, and continued talking again, but Lu Tinghan interrupted him and changed the subject: "What does it mean to have 1 at home?"

Shi Yuan looked at him: "Aren't you 1?"

Lu Tinghan: "..."

It is obvious that Shi Yuan's understanding is biased. Both 'yes' and 'no' will make the question...more subtle. Lu Tinghan pinched Shi Yuan's shoulder and asked, "What do you think '1' is?"

"He is a very powerful person." Shi Yuan said.

Sure enough, Shi Yuan's understanding was completely wrong.

- Shi Yuan has been in the city for so long, Lu Tinghan was the first person to discover this problem.

Lu Tinghan: "Who told you? Could it be that girl again?"

Shi Yuan said, "No. It's a friend of mine named Lu Bafang."

Lu Tinghan remained calm: "Which team is he in?"

Shi Yuan recalled: "It seems to be from the 34th logistics team, what's wrong?"

Lu Tinghan: "It's okay, I'll just ask."

At the same time, Lu Bafang, who was in the main city, sneezed hard: "Ah!"

"What's the matter with you, do you have a cold?" The comrade-in-arms turned his head and asked.

"No," Lu Bafang rubbed his arms, "It's just that my back feels cold, and I feel like someone is staring at me. It's scary, scary, scary—"

Comrade: "You must have done something wrong, and you will be troubled by others."

Lu Bafang murmured: "I have done good deeds and accumulated virtue all my life, so how can I do something wrong! It can only be an unintentional offense. I will immediately become a Buddha and try to reflect on my mistakes and reform myself..."

And Shi Yuan also realized something was wrong: "Is this word bad, did I use it wrong?"

Lu Tinghan replied: "It's really not right."

Shi Yuan asked, "Then what should I do?"

Lu Tinghan said: "The next time you encounter this situation, if you want to refuse, just say 'I have a man'."

"Okay," Shi Yuan said, "I remember."

Lu Tinghan said: "Now let me ask you, if someone introduces you to someone, how would you answer?"

Shi Yuan: "I have a man."

Answering correctly, Shi Yuan got a pat and purred in satisfaction.

It wasn't until before going to bed that Shi Yuan realized that they hadn't talked about the "Echo" project.

Unlike everyone's carnival tonight, Lu Tinghan didn't say anything about it, and he didn't take the initiative to bring it up.

Shi Yuan rolled up the quilt on the bed and asked Lu Tinghan: "Alice has found the frequency of electromagnetic waves, are you unhappy?"

Lu Tinghan's tone was flat: "There must be a breakthrough, so I must be happy."

That doesn't sound like joy at all. Shi Yuan said again: "We will be able to contact other people soon, such as the Empire. Mr. Lin said that the Empire may have invented some new technology that can change our situation."

"Yeah." Lu Tinghan rubbed Shi Yuan's head, and smiled lightly, "...Maybe."

—Afterwards, Shi Yuan recalled that Lu Tinghan's attitude was prescient.

He seemed to have known the result already.

On the first day, the electromagnetic wave channel did not respond.

The next day, no response.

On the third day, no response.

Day 4 Day 5 Day 6 Day 7... No response.

The speed of electromagnetic waves is the speed of light, even if it is disturbed by the abyss, it has already touched every corner of the planet. Like a wartime radio silence, there is no sound on the channel.

[This is the alliance, please reply if you receive it]

[This is the alliance, please reply if you receive it]

[This is the alliance, please reply if you receive it]

A call disappeared into the radio waves.

It took three months for people to go from looking forward to it, to anxious doubt, and then to complete despair.

"How did this happen?" they asked over and over. "Where did the Empire go? Where did the other survivors go?"

"It shouldn't be, this world is so big, there is a continent on the other side of the ocean, there must be people alive! The empire has so many armies and so many fortresses, it should be much more comfortable than ours."

"Could it be that they can't receive the signal?"

"Didn't you also hear from the professor that those who are still alive must have military strength... If they don't even have electromagnetic waves, can they really survive?"

"Wait a little longer, maybe there is not enough time."

"Enough is enough, and if they haven't responded by now, they won't."

On the pitch-black map, there are still only the light spots of the two cities, wandering alone.

They try again and again.

no respond.

no respond.

No response No response No response No response No response No response No response No response No response No response No response No response No response No response No response No response No response No response

They spent 49 years throwing stones at this silent world. The stones splashed with ripples, and the crisp sound pierced through the thick curtain, but the expected echo could not be heard.

Perhaps somewhere in the corner, there are really other survivors.

But so what?

If you can't connect, if you can't talk, if you can't see each other's faces and share the common suffering, then existence or non-existence is meaningless and untouchable. On this silent radio frequency, they are islands, the only survivors.

It was in the past and it will be in the future.

Suddenly, the atmosphere fell to the bottom.

Lu Tinghan was as calm as ever, held a meeting when it should be held, commanded when he should be in charge, resisted several high-level warnings, and deleted pornographic files in Shiyuan's phone if nothing happened, such as the laser/shoot series and the live broadcast series of male college students.

Shi Yuan understood that Lu Tinghan knew the result of the "Echo" project from the very beginning.

Lu Tinghan told him in this way: "Now there is still a 'Looking' project, to find a habitable planet, and do everything possible to let a spacecraft set off with fertilized eggs and seeds. 'Looking' can't save us, but If all goes well, human civilization will continue there."

Shi Yuan said, "I've heard from others that it will take many, many years to 'overlook'."

"Well, observing the universe is very difficult. It would be much easier if the space center is still there, but we can't go back." Lu Tinghan said, "Also, the 'Looking' project has suffered a huge blow."

Shi Yuan's tail bent into a question mark: "What is it?"

Lu Tinghan: "Tiecheng has a temporary space center, which assisted in the research of 'Overview' and collected very important data. When Tiecheng fell, it was lost along with many other data." He paused, "Lu Both Zhun and Yan Xin died in the communication tower, and before they died, they tried to transmit the data."

Shi Yuan: "No success?"

"Not really. They protected a lot of data, including when the city fell, the battle data of the defense facilities in each area, and the route of the infected biological riots, which brought great reference value to our follow-up defense of the city." Lu Ting Han replied, "They just don't have enough time."

— Time, everything takes time.

The No. 0 abyss has endless, head-to-tail time, but human beings have to race against time.

Shi Yuan asked: "Then if we go back to the communication tower, can we still retrieve the data?"

"It's hard to say, the data is indeed there, and the storage hard drive is likely to be scrapped." Lu Tinghan took a sip of his tea, "Besides, no one can go back."

That night, before going to bed, Shi Yuan gave Lu Tinghan a big kiss on the side of the cheek.

Lu Tinghan said, "Why are you so active today?"

"No reason." Shi Yuan hugged him and took another big mouthful.

Then Lu Tinghan held down his entire tail and curled up his toes.

The next day, the I-level warning sounded, Lu Tinghan rushed to the front line, and people fled to the underground shelter.

The infection wavelength of Abyss 0 reappeared, lasted for 2 minutes, and disappeared again.

A huge sunrise in the wilderness, today's sky is dark blue and orange intertwined, the wind is howling, the clouds are churning, Shi Yuan is heading towards Iron City.