Girl dies in her dream life every day

"You are a skilled worker, with free food and accommodation, and work clothes issued by the tower." The vendor's eyes showed a bit of envy, "Oh, if only I could be like you..."

"There will be other troubles." Ye Xiao said casually, reaching out to swipe the standard acceptance machine placed in front of the stall, "Six credit points and quota, all transferred to you."

"Hey, Mr. Ye Xiao, that's not what I meant. I wanted you to pay with fabric quota instead of credit points..." the vendor said quickly.

"It doesn't matter, it's all the same. I can't use up all these quotas anyway, so I'll just give them to you as a gift." Ye Xiao shook his head and picked up the bag and left without waiting for the vendor to refuse.

The vendor looked at his receding figure and sighed, "Mr. Ye Xiao... is such a good man."

Ye Xiao walked in silence until there were few people around.

He quietly turned to a place where he could not be noticed, and his figure gradually disappeared.

If someone nearby looked at Ye Xiao at this time, their line of sight would involuntarily shift and they would not be able to see his presence at all.

Ye Xiao put down the bag and took off his white gloves, revealing his calloused hands. The prosthetic ring finger and index finger on his right hand were particularly noticeable.

He took out the vegetarian paste from the bag, peeled it open and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he took out a few mechanical tools from the bag, dismantled the floor of the tower, and buried some mechanical components in the dense circuits.

Finally, restore the disassembled floor and clean up all traces.

After finishing all this, Ye Xiao stood up and sighed.

His figure gradually appeared and he returned to the appearance of an ordinary technician, Ye Xiao.

"Master Gao Tong... Based on the situation of the 132nd suspended tower, you can only delay for another month at most. As long as we connect with the ground, I can escape..."

For two years, Ye Xiao, under the alias Ye Xiao, has been active on the lower three floors, tampering with the device that connects the tower to the ground.

As soon as they connect, problems will inevitably arise, and he will be able to take advantage of the chaos to blend into the group of barbarians and escape.

No matter how powerful Gao Tong is, it is impossible for him to find an assassin who is good at hiding in the vast and endless wasteland.

"Knowing something you shouldn't know is always troublesome."

Ye Xiao's eyes flickered, he picked up the bag and walked back.

"I hope...it's not too late."

......

"No. 132 Suspension Tower is the second batch of Suspension Towers built, and is the same batch as No. 103 Suspension Tower. It was built during the longest fourth day."

On the small aircraft, Celis introduced the general situation of the suspended tower to Luo Xue.

Because Luo Xue didn't know a lot of common sense about the suspended tower, Celis had to take on the responsibility of a lecturer.

"Compared to the first batch of suspended towers, the second batch of suspended towers are obviously more stable and the most advanced of all suspended towers. The third batch of suspended towers, serial numbers 200 to 300, are all castrated products, and those above serial number 300 are all mobile war fortresses... In fact, they are even inferior to the third batch."

"why?"

Luo Xue was a little curious. The second batch was obviously better than the first batch, but why did it regress later on?

"Because the tower engine cores left by the previous civilization were almost used up in the second batch, the third and fourth batches are modified versions of the damaged engines in stock, with a carrying capacity of only one-tenth and six percent respectively."

Celis spread her hands and said,

"After all the engine cores, including the damaged ones, are used up, even the defective suspended towers can no longer be built... The Federation has been advancing research in this area, but the data accumulated by the previous civilization for thousands of years has been lost, and everything has to start all over again."

The only result of the research on the natural disaster engine is the small aircraft they are riding now. It can only use the energy converted from the natural disaster, and the most critical conversion link has not been broken through.

"But what are the war fortresses above number 300 used for?" Luo Xue scratched the back of her head. "It can't be a civil war between the suspended towers, right? Or..."

"Don't think too much. Article 1 of the federal law prohibits tower wars under any circumstances. Any actions that damage the core of the tower will be considered crimes against humanity, which will never be forgiven." Celis' tone became a little more serious. "The enemy of the suspended tower... is someone else."

She pointed to the sky and said calmly, "The deep space beast is the only thing that can threaten the suspended towers. Five of the seven suspended towers destroyed in the current civilization were directly destroyed by the deep space beasts. Those were all earth-shattering battles."

Luo Xue raised her head and looked towards the deep space beyond the sky, but Celis raised her hand to block her eyes.

“Don’t look at it,” Celis shook her head and said, “If you look at it for too long, you will develop deep space phobia.

"Everything in deep space... is still a terrifying unknown to modern human civilization."

After hearing what Celis said, Luo Xue suddenly remembered the news she had seen in the docking device before. It seemed that many research organizations were using unmanned aerial vehicles to explore deep space, but there seemed to be no results, and even the origin of the deep space behemoths was not clear.

"Oh... Miss Celis, do you think there is another world outside the deep space?" Luo Xue supported her chin and retracted her gaze.

Could it be that the immortal world in her dream is actually another world outside the deep space?

Or are these different worlds connected in some way?

“World Bubble Theory?” Celis was slightly stunned. “Miss Guijiao, is this the theory you support?”

"Ok?"

Luo Xue looked up at Celis, her eyes full of confusion.

"Ah, sorry, it seems this is just your own free imagination."

Celis suddenly realized that the girl in front of her was only twelve years old, an age full of imagination, “But... what you said, indeed many people have put forward such speculation.

"Each world is wrapped in a bubble, and deep space is the gap between these bubbles. There are strange creatures floating outside the bubbles. Of course, this is just one of countless conjectures."

"What you mean is... besides this theory, are there any other theories?" Luo Xue's interest was piqued. She really wanted to know whether there was any connection between the Xianwu world and this world. This was related to her dreams and reality.

"In fact, the mainstream believes that the theory that is closest to the truth is string theory, which states that the entire world is made up of 'string vibrations'. The structures of different things are all different 'string vibrations', and things in the same world are all 'string vibrations' of the same frequency."

Celis seemed to know a lot about these conjectures and theories, and she told them to Luo Xue with great interest.

"That is to say, there may be other worlds where we are, but because the frequencies of the 'string vibrations' are different, we cannot see or touch each other, let alone affect each other.

"Perhaps by changing the frequency of one's own 'string vibration' in some way, one can travel to other worlds."

"What about the deep space of string theory?" Luo Xue asked again, "And the deep space monsters?"

"Deep space is a place without 'string vibrations'. Those incredible deep space monsters are the disturbed 'string vibrations', just like the existence of noise."

Celis pushed her glasses up. She seemed particularly excited because she had finally found someone who was willing to listen to her talk.

"How about this theory? Is it much more complete? But it's still just a guess. And more..."

"Stop, stop, stop for now, we can talk about this later."

Seeing that Celis was about to talk endlessly, Luo Xue quickly coughed a few times to remind her not to forget the important matter at hand.

"We are going to check on the problem of restarting the laboratory in the suspended tower No. 132, right? Don't you need to prepare in advance?"

"What are you preparing for... There's nothing to prepare for. Their mayor Gao Tong is not someone you can easily mess with. Haha, a meticulous and ruthless old fox."

Celis curled her lips, her face full of boredom.

"He must have arranged everything. Besides, the Federation has turned a blind eye to this matter. I guess there are still many people in the parliament who support the reopening of the laboratory."

Luo Xue had already learned about the affairs of this laboratory in advance, including the events of that year and the subsequent impact.

However, when she saw the photo of Lingxi, the former head of the laboratory, she always felt like she had seen him somewhere.

This couldn't be an illusion. The fact that Luo Xue had an impression but couldn't remember it now could only be a memory from deep in her subconscious mind, which happened when Luo Xue was very young and the nerves responsible for memory were not yet fully developed.

Because of this, Luo Xue paid some attention to this, wanting to see if she could get some information from Celis.

But...compared to the mission, Celis wanted to discuss with Luo Xue, or rather confide these conjectures and theories about the truth of the world.

Although Luo Xue was also interested in these, she was more concerned about Ling Ling now.

Luo Xue knew that if the reason for her murder was related to Lingling, it might be related to the No. 132 suspended tower, and might even be related to the laboratory incident.

Celis seemed to have noticed Luo Xue's absent-mindedness, and could only suppress her excitement of meeting a soulmate.

She looked at the route map on the aircraft, looked up for a while, pointed to a location and said,

"Look, the 132nd suspension tower is right over there, and we'll be there soon. It just so happens that their flight path is not far from the docking location of the 103rd suspension tower, otherwise we might have to transfer to other suspension towers."

The amount of natural disaster energy that can be stored in a small aircraft is not much. Although the weight and size of the aircraft have been reduced as much as possible, resulting in the aircraft usually only being able to accommodate two people crowded together, the flight time usually does not exceed three days.

It is quite troublesome to reach the suspended tower beyond this three-day distance. The straight-line distance may only take five days to sail, but due to the endurance, you have to take a detour to other suspended towers to connect and replenish energy.

In addition, all the suspended towers are constantly cruising, and it is impossible to change the route plan due to the arrival of an aircraft, so it is possible that five days can be extended to one month.

This time, Luo Xue and Celis only need to stay in the crowded small aircraft for two days to reach the 132nd suspended tower.

"..."

Luo Xue raised her head and looked in the direction Celis pointed.

On the distant skyline, a shadowy tower was slowly approaching them, with brilliant blue exhaust gushing from its base, supporting an entire tower city suspended in the sky five thousand kilometers above.

Even though the distance was so far, seeing the suspended tower in navigation for the first time still made Luo Xue feel shocked from the bottom of her heart.

"This is..."

“The Hanging Tower,” Celis said softly, “is the greatest legacy of the previous civilization. It is also a miraculous creation that continues human civilization.”

Chapter 137: Climbing the Tower, Crisis

"Is everything ready in the laboratory?"

Gao Tong spoke in a flat tone, tapping the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers. His eyes seemed to be looking straight ahead, but also as if he was not looking at anything, just daydreaming.

"Well, everything is safe, Mayor."

The men around him lowered their heads and responded.

Qualcomm had expected the federal government to send a commissioner to investigate the illegal restart of the laboratory, but it did not expect him to come so soon.

After all, this kind of task doesn't pay much, and it won't be recorded on your resume. Secondly...the Federal Parliament has already acquiesced to Qualcomm's plan.

The reason why the corresponding task was issued within the FBI is just a routine matter.

Moreover, only non-staff personnel will accept such tasks. Generally, these non-staff personnel are those with special abilities in various suspended towers, and they accept the tasks in order to get rewards.

Unpaid tasks may pile up for several years.

Of course, the reason why Qualcomm was beyond his expectations was very simple. He never guessed that these two people took on this task in order to use the Federation's small aircraft to come to the No. 132 suspended tower.

However...although it is just a formality, due respect must still be given. Non-staff personnel do not mean they can be looked down upon, and all specialists carrying out tasks should be regarded as the embodiment of the consciousness of the federation itself.

The aircraft in the distance slowly approached and began to slow down when it approached the suspended tower.

At the same time, the suspended tower started the docking procedure and began a small-scale docking - the entire suspended tower is fully enclosed, and only by starting the docking procedure can it communicate with the outside world.

This is at an altitude of 5,000 kilometers above the ground. Without protective equipment, being exposed directly to the air will result in frostbite or even suffocation.

"The docking procedure has been initiated! All departments are ready to start docking with the Sparrow!"

"The 'Sparrow' docking is complete, and all systems are back to normal driving status."

"Sparrow" is the official code name for this type of small aircraft. There is also a small aircraft with combat capabilities called "Eaglet".

The docking process was very short. After only a few seconds, the Federation's "Sparrow" completed the docking with the No. 132 suspended tower.

Docking cabin No. 3 slowly rose, and the heavy door opened with a rumble, revealing a tall and thin figure inside the door.

A blonde woman wearing frameless glasses was standing at the hatch holding some files. When she saw Qualcomm, she was slightly surprised.

"Ah, how come it's Master Gao Tong... Are you here to pick us up in person?"

"Haha... young federal commissioner, you represent the federation after all, so you should be polite." Gao Tong chuckled and extended his hand to Celis, "Are you here alone for this mission? Or..."

He seemed to have heard Celis mention "us" just now, but he didn't see the other person.

Hearing this, Celis's face flashed with embarrassment. She glanced at the docking cabin and shouted,

"Miss Guijiao, don't sleep..."

"I'm not sleeping. I'm just meditating."

A clear and tender voice was heard, and a petite little girl with terrifyingly pale skin, like a ghost, appeared at the cabin door.

The ghost girl walked out holding the hatch. She looked so young that her height was not even half the height of the hatch.

"Is this... another commissioner?" Gao Tong looked at Luo Xue with a strange expression, "So... young?"

In fact, Qualcomm wanted to ask whether Federal had also violated the rules by employing minors. After all, it had been fined not long ago.

Although Gaota himself is also using it...but the situation of Lingxi's daughter is rather special. Rather than saying that Lingling is advancing the research work, it is more accurate to say that her father is using her body to restart the research.

Whether it is thinking or memory, they are in sync.

"Don't worry, she's an adult." Celis smiled slightly, then pulled Luo Xue to her side and whispered, "Didn't you say it was almost time? Why are you still sleeping?"

"I was...never mind, I was sleeping. I was a little tired."

Luo Xue stopped arguing and admitted it with a sigh.

Arriving at the No. 132 suspended tower, which was most likely the assassin's lair, Luo Xue had to be a little cautious.