Doomsday Fast Travel: Kill That Black Butterfly

Feng Yixue dialed a phone number from an unknown source, but there was no sound from the other end. Her voice was the only one on the line.

"Someone leaked your story, and I helped you handle one. If there is a second one, just do it yourself."

She didn't care whether the other party heard her, she just finished speaking and closed the communication.

Subsequently, she deleted the personal information of the "Project Department Manager Bai" from TP211's database.

"Manager Bai" himself changed his clothes, took off his mask, and boarded a public spaceship from the port star with a new image, heading to the unknown star field to explore the galaxy where the command center is located.

No one knew about Li Yuanqing's disappearance. His distress message flickered alone in an unattended corner, subsumed among the false information.

When Mu Zijun woke up, more than a dozen people cheered and surrounded her, making her hair stand on end. As an old explorer, Mu Zijun rarely felt such a creepy feeling. Perhaps it was because the gazes of these people were too intense, or perhaps because his body's hormones were slightly imbalanced in the life-support equipment.

In short, she took it easy for a while before she gradually regained her logical thinking, and then she realized that she was no longer "herself".

She looked around in a panic, trying to find a familiar face for help, but she didn't recognize any of these people. Even if there were some faces that felt familiar, they were always separated by a layer of fog, making them unreal.

"Captain Wood, can you see?"

"Captain Mu, how are you feeling? Are you dizzy?"

"Captain Wood..."

"Zijun?"

When she heard someone calling her name, Mu Zijun's attention, which had gradually begun to drift, suddenly became focused. She turned her head to look at the source of the sound, and it was still an unfamiliar face.

But experience opened her mouth.

"Who are you?" She pointed to the person who called her name.

The head nurse Liang Yuzhang squeezed over from behind the two doctors and looked at her slightly: "Don't you recognize me?"

Mu Zijun shook his head.

The people behind Liang Yuzhang consciously recorded this important situation, held their breath and listened carefully to the conversation between the two.

Liang Yuzhang asked some common questions about the body and feelings. Mu Zijun became impatient after answering a few questions. The people behind him were still waiting to fill in the forms in their hands. Mu Zijun raised his hands and covered his head: "You guys go out. Well, I’m tired, so many people are noisy and my chest feels tight.”

Liang Yuzhang was stunned for a moment, then said understandingly: "Let the patient take a break first, and you can look at the data yourself if you need to record it. If you have any questions, send them to me, and I will ask them all."

Seeing that she was really uncomfortable, everyone had no choice but to leave no matter how reluctant they were.

It wasn't that they didn't care about the patient's feelings, it was because Mu Zijun was the first one to wake up, and with the EEG translation of such strange data, they all wanted to come in as soon as possible to see what was going on.

After everyone left, Liang Yuzhang dragged a stool over and said, "Zijun, do you have something to tell me?"

Mu Zijun nodded: "Although I don't remember who you are, Mr. Shan feels that you are very familiar. I think you should be reliable."

"We used to be very good friends." Liang Yuzhang said sadly.

Mu Zijun did not refute him, and just continued to say her own: "I need to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible and go back... back there." She wanted to say the planet number out of habit, but she opened her mouth and couldn't say it. Thinking that the other party should be able to understand where she was referring.

This was a very critical question. Liang Yuzhang thought for a moment and chose a relatively mild way of asking the question.

"What did you encounter 'over there'?"

Mu Zijun used a pronoun, and he didn't mention the specific place. In his opinion, there is a certain probability that Mu Zijun is in an abnormal mental state. In order to ensure the accuracy of communication between the two parties, in the conversation to understand the situation, when the other party takes the initiative to talk, you should avoid using inducing language.

Mu Zijun organized the language a little: "What we saw is a completely unfamiliar area in human history. Although it is difficult to express it in words, but... I don't know if you can agree with a concept - human consciousness, can Existing as independent living beings.”

Liang Yuzhang raised his eyebrows slightly: "You mean, the soul left the body?"

Mu Zijun shook his head: "No, it is not a soul. It is a living body with a material structure in a physical sense.

"Have you seen such a creature there?" Liang Yuzhang felt a little doubtful.

In this world, people generally believe that the universe has boundaries, and that one day, humans will put together the last piece of the puzzle. In basic disciplines, no new theories have been introduced for hundreds of years. Most of the existing conjectures have been falsified. The remaining ones have little to do with mainstream technology, so only a handful of people are willing to study them.

Liang Yuzhang did not belong to that small group of people, so for the "new field" Mu Zijun mentioned, he was more inclined to think that it was caused by Mu Zijun's fear and fantasy about things he did not understand yet after he was overly frightened.

Mu Zijun was silent for a moment, and then looked into Liang Yuzhang's eyes: "There are some things that I can't explain clearly in words. Maybe you can connect with my brain nerves and share them with you."

Liang Yuzhang hesitated: "In your current state, I'm afraid you can't bear the harm of empathy."

To directly connect one's own brain activities to another person's brain through electrical conduction, the transmitter's cranial nerves will bear considerable pressure. For healthy people with normal physical fitness, it is not recommended to have more than twenty times of resonance in a lifetime, let alone Mu Zijun who has just woken up.

"Don't worry, I can sign a disclaimer. No matter what happens during or after the resonance, you are not responsible."

"This is not a matter of responsibility..." Liang Yuzhang sighed, "Your body is too weak to be able to empathize."

"Don't worry." Mu Zijun looked at him firmly, "Even if there is organic damage, I will not be injured."

When Liang Yuzhang heard this, he finally frowned: "Are you trying to say that your 'independent conscious life' will not be hurt?"

"Yes." Mu Zijun nodded.

Liang Yuzhang was not sure. He wasn't sure whether he should trust Mu Zijun or not.

"Okay, then you take a break and I'll apply."

He planned to deal with Mu Zijun first, and then report the matter as required.

Except for euthanasia, seriously ill patients like her have no right to make decisions about themselves.

Mu Zijun watched him leave the observation room and glanced at the small ball suspended in the middle of the roof - it was a panoramic surveillance camera. Every move she made, every word she said, and every expression she made were all under the gaze of others. Down.

She lowered her eyes and lay back on the bed, motionless as if her phone had been turned off.

Mom got through it once