Traversed to the Ark of Tomorrow, but was a traveler

Chapter 218 Lake House
After finishing the source stone samples, Heimdall brought a message—his partner, another researcher here—Hina, she woke up from the deep sleep of her soul.

No matter how many possibilities of appearance and temperament she had imagined in her mind, Xia Lan was extremely surprised when she saw her in person.

Heimdall is a standard handsome man, according to his subconscious imagination,

She looked... so ordinary.

"Are you surprised, visitors from future generations, and these two ladies beside you?" Hana asked with a light smile, not giving people confidence, showing off, or eye-catching.

Just like an ordinary young woman on the side of the road, passers-by will not set their sights on her for a second time.

"Indeed, I'm a little surprised. I never thought that your appearance would be so ordinary." Xia Lan nodded helplessly and agreed, withdrawing her puzzled and somewhat offensive gaze.

"But it's also an advantage, isn't it?" Hana replied seemingly indifferently, and then even showed a somewhat grateful smile.

"During the selection of experimental personnel at that time, even in the end of the world, people were thinking about how to compete for places, and those people who were flamboyant competed with each other. In the end, I, the lucky one, got a place and survived the catastrophe."

Xia Lan couldn't see the slightest bit of sadness in her eyes or face, but the sense of touch from her soul was far from that at this moment.

He suddenly thought—maybe, no one can see sadness in her.

"Yes." Xia Lan agreed briefly, her gaze sank for a few seconds and she asked, "Ms. Haina, what identity do you represent here?"

Faced with this problem, she had received a brief introduction from Heimdall before, and she didn't seem to want to hide anything, so she responded directly: "I only represent myself, just like I still use the same language as when I was a human being." same name."

"Is that so..." Xia Lan murmured subconsciously, her eyes scattered on the empty desktop, and then she recovered from the lingering doubts of the two people around her, and explained: "What she meant should be that she Take on the more human side between the two, and prevent Heimdall from losing himself in the long years."

"Hey, it's boring to say it..." Haina blamed rather unhappy, and her eyes drifted past Heimdall standing by the window, who was watching the second batch of Terrans.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to respond to her intentions, Hai Na spread her hands briskly and said, "Look, he doesn't look like he wants to be loved."

As the only "male creature" present, Xia Lan grinned in embarrassment, and stopped talking about this, but asked the next thing:
"Regarding research, Heimdall said that you are more in charge of energy. Is there anything we can do for you?"

"Wait." Hana replied sternly: "We don't know anything about the origin stone-although you mentioned that it may be related to our civilization, this is just your speculation, but in fact we don't know anything about it." It cannot be determined without further research."

"Mmm... indeed." Xia Lan nodded in agreement.

Although he can control the power of the source stone by virtue of his mysterious talent, until his actual ability is strong enough, the power of the source stone will still be in a "black box" state, and its underlying operation logic is still unclear.

"So, are you busy now, do you need to return to the outside world as soon as possible?" Hana asked considering.

Facing this question, Xia Lan touched her chin and said, "Theoretically speaking, there should be nothing important in two months, but some people may worry about us."

He took out the terminal and asked, "If it's just sending a signal, can it be done?"

"Yes, but the energy used must be origin stone energy." Hana replied: "But before that, you need to make a corresponding interface, which requires a preliminary understanding of the use of origin stone energy."

Xia Lan let go of this worry, and turned to ask about another matter that she cared about-whether she would be detected by "it" in the sky after returning to the Terra Continent from this world.

After he asked this question, the two deep-sea hunters beside him who originally wanted to fish along the way also showed worried eyes.

It was only then that they noticed what Heimdall had mentioned earlier - as long as people and creations of pre-civilization appeared in the world, they would be locked by some kind of power that was almost everywhere, and then they would be attacked by "it" s attack.

Then, will they be included in the list if they have had direct contact with the former civilization?

"..." After Henna was silent for a few seconds, Heimdall, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, turned around and responded, "Sorry, I haven't talked to you about this matter before, and we actually can't give an answer."

"At the moment of the end, we didn't get enough relevant samples, and the answers we got were vague, so we can't give you an answer as to whether you will be included."

Facing the two people's responses, Xia Lan could only remain silent for a while, and said helplessly, "Then it seems that we are already grasshoppers on the same rope. Even if we want to leave quickly, it's not a good idea."

"I'm really sorry." Hana bowed in apologetic reply.

……

Compared with the two "ordinary" researchers who still retain the human mind, Xia Lan has her own judgment as a "god" who is farther away from humans than them.

Of course he doubted the truth Heimdall and Hannah said, but the desire from the soul prevented him from making the choice to question it.

That is the eternity of ten thousand years.

It was the loneliness of carrying all last wishes.

That's sad for all the living beings who died.

That is the mottled crack left after repairing the soul thousands of times.

These emotions actually made him feel a little panicked, worried about the endless future he was about to face.

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When the artificial skylight lit up on the simulated orbit of the stars again, Xia Lan was already in the hut by the lake.

"Xia Lan~"

There was a shout from outside, which was why he woke up.

"So what's the matter...?" He agreed in a daze, recovering from the dream of marrying the heroine of another work, and then heard the sound of guns and guns coming from outside, and the brain bumping Bang on the tree.

"They're still sending people here..." He muttered, recalling which batch was this?
After discussing what to do next yesterday, the two researchers drew the best land for them—the lakeside of the only lake in this ecological park.

I have to say that it took 10 minutes and [-] minutes to print out this imitation wooden house. It faces the lake and leans against the mountains. It is almost a perfect house. with desire.

And after they stayed, two teams of people joined in one night, counting today, this team has four teams. Compared with the original group of people, they are more organized and organized. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that after the previous people "gone and never returned", they even wrote a suicide note.

And then... almost all the teams discovered this beautiful log cabin built by the lake, and chose a more probing method of detection.

Then, he was knocked down by Skadi and Ghost Shark, who didn't sleep well.

As for Xia Lan, she ignored their cries twice and slept until now.

By the way, they have one bedroom, and Xia Lan has one.

Because they are on someone else's site, in a house built by someone else, and they have already seen the powerful vision of God from the previous civilization, so these two people don't seem to have any intention of having sex.

Moreover, Xia Lan didn't intend to help them cover up, so they could only bear with it and focus on other things.

Therefore, beating up these explorers became their greatest pleasure last night and today.

When Xia Lan stretched her muscles and walked outside the house, she saw several people tied to the tree trunk. Among them were Luper, Caprini, Filin, Vajvan, etc., each of whom looked different. division of labor.

Now they are lowering their heads without saying a word, looking at the grassland under them that is slightly different from the species on the Terra continent, and they don’t seem to want to communicate—even if Skadi and the ghost shark communicated in the common language just now The same is true after a while.

After all, the deep-sea hunter has never been known to the public, and it is understandable that such abnormal physical fitness is regarded as an alien.

Looking at them like that, Xia Lan couldn't help being funny but also felt a little pitiful. She walked over and interrupted the two deep sea hunters who were interrogating a mercenary who seemed to prefer death rather than surrender.

"I said, you two, you were sent to die as soon as you were sent. Is it necessary to make things difficult for him?"

Skadi looked at him obediently, while Ghost Shark nodded without restraint and said, "Hey, it must be necessary~ I really want to know what happened outside, what about the ruins? gone."

"Then you have to express your identities to them. Your actions just now must have been regarded as monsters in the ruins."

"But we tried to explain, but people didn't listen...We tried our best and didn't believe it." Skadi, who was squatting on the side, said weakly, and felt that he had worked very hard.

"Hmph!" The mercenary surrounded by them snorted softly, noticing that Xia Lan's status seemed to be higher than these two strange monsters disguised as peerless beauties, he finally had the idea to speak.

But when he was about to speak, he found that an irresistible pressure fell on his chin, which made him unable to open his mouth at once, and almost bit his tongue.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The mercenary who panicked and thought he was about to be wiped out suddenly struggled in a panic, kicking his legs with his eyes wide open. Terrified, she stood up and walked to Xia Lan's side.

Xia Lan, who suddenly realized that she was too wicked, finally let go of her hand, withdrew her spell, and asked with a light cough, "Ahem, are you going to speak now?"

"Gudu~ When...of course..." the mercenary agreed.

"Dika, you!" "Shut up!" "You can't do this!" It was as if he was going to eat him in two bites.

"Bah!" The mercenary called Dika immediately took a sip, and said aggrievedly: "It's not you who have been beaten several times. When you meet the two of them, you run your own way. You can't run away." Surrender if you fall, I am the one who resists the most!"

"..." When the others heard the words, they all showed resentful smiles, and closed their mouths under Xia Lan's weird gaze.

"Who... who elected you? Black Steel, Raytheon Industries, and the Crisis Contract should not have people who are not united at all?" He crossed his arms and asked.

"I f*ck you f*ck!" "Those people in front were indeed taken away by you!" "What kind of f*cking method did you use!" , I knew I wouldn't be here!" "Business Alliance, I *your family**!"

All of a sudden, Xia Lan got a headache from hearing the chatter.

This co-author, they are not only a mob, but even a low-quality crowd...

However, amidst their nearly collapsed curses, Xia Lan finally knew the source of this group of people—they were from the AMA Business Alliance, they were thugs hired with money, they were assembled temporarily, and they basically fought on their own , The idea of ​​seeking wealth and insurance.

"How much money did they give you? The evaluation of the ruins outside should already be the saying of 'there is no return'?" Xia Lan asked curiously.

Speaking of this, the group of mercenaries suddenly fell silent, only Dika who had become a "ball traitor" quickly replied: "[-] million Longmen coins per person!"

"So many!" He suddenly showed a surprised look—although this is a trivial matter for his ceiling, but a short-term mission for an ordinary mercenary is only a few million, and the big order of tens of millions is all They were all taken over by several legendary mercenaries (groups) from the crisis contract.

"Then have they already paid?" Xia Lan asked curiously.

"I gave half, but the remaining half is enough for us to work hard for." Dika quickly responded.

Looking at him who seems to be responding more and more fluently, Xia Lan couldn't help but show a good expression, thinking that if he really encounters an alien civilization in the future and really sends a mob to explore, maybe Terra All of my underpants were wiped out.

"Forget it, let's leave it at that, do you have anything else to say about what happened outside?" Xia Lan said while holding her forehead.

Dika seemed to really show an expression of "his eyes light up", and immediately said a lot of things as if to take credit, among which was exactly what Xia Lan wanted.

First of all, Black Steel and Raytheon Industries have stopped personnel exploration of the relics, and they don't seem to have the idea of ​​"destroy them if you can't get them". A member of the rich and powerful.

Secondly, the analysis of the relic itself is still in progress, but after a certain researcher planed a large piece of metal material from the relic body and was struck by lightning when he was planning to transport it back to the laboratory for research, the "curse" statement It suddenly floated all over the sky, and when combined with the fact that it "has gone and never returned", the rumors have become more and more outrageous.

When Dika said this, he suddenly noticed that the faces of Xia Lan and the two white-haired beauties had turned very bad, he suddenly stopped his mouth, and looked at them tremblingly.

"...Forget it, take them away, you've already asked enough questions." Xia Lan shook her head helplessly.

"Take it away, go—?" Accompanied by a portamento, Dika fell into a peaceful state.

Everyone fell into a piece of peace.

As the machine dragged away the group of people, Xia Lan, Skadi, and Ghost Shark sat side by side on the hanging chair outside the hut, dangling, dangling, and became sad.

The hanging chair, which has withstood more than 500 kilograms of pressure, trembled slightly.

(End of this chapter)