Chapter 340 Broken Hope

Edge Building Labs.

In the future, her hands moved rapidly on the keyboard. She looked at the characters and data that were constantly scrolling on the big screen, and her expression changed one after another, from initially confused, to surprised, and finally turned gloomy.

Future: "Qi Ling, I remotely called the detector of the Earth Spacecraft to collect data, and the feedback results came out."

She frowned tightly, sighed and said: "One piece of bad news, one piece of good news. You just have to listen to it first. Forget it. I won't waste any more time. I'll tell you directly."

"The bad news is that there is a wave signal inside the Black Spire that we have never seen before. It can break through all forms of shielding, so our overclocked electronic countermeasures unit failed to work."

"This wave signal directly affects the brain area and will seriously affect the current of brain neurons. In other words, he should be affected by this wave signal and fall into hallucination."

"The good news is that after supercomputer deduction and simulation, I found an emergency method that can interfere with this signal through the communication station on the Earth Spacecraft to affect his brain area to a certain extent."

Qi Ling quickly reacted: "You mean, Su Mo is now trapped in some kind of hallucination, and you can influence the content of that hallucination and wake him up?"

Future sighed and said solemnly: "That's the principle, but the process is very complicated. I'm not sure how far I can achieve it."

Qi Ling: "Let's try it first, it's better than doing nothing!"

Su Mo leaned on the hospital bed and stared blankly at the gloomy sky outside the window.

He had fallen asleep under the influence of sedative drugs countless times and woke up like this.

Dr. Chen told him that after evaluation by experts in the hospital, he designed a new treatment plan that suited him very well.

Indeed, this new drug is very effective.

Because every time I wake up, I always forget something about that world.

It is a very subtle feeling, and people who often dream will definitely have such an experience.

You have experienced many memorable things in your dream, and when you wake up, you know that you have had a dream, but you cannot remember its specific content.

It was like an eraser was smearing in my mind, erasing the events in my dream.

This is what Su Mo is like now. Under the influence of the drug, he vaguely remembers that he seemed to have had a dream about time travel, but he can no longer remember the things and people there.

Just when Su Mo was in a daze, Dr. Chen walked in and asked with a smile: "Xiao Su, how are you feeling recently? This kind of imported medicine was just added to the medical insurance this year. Many people couldn't afford it before, but now it depends on the state." Fortunately, everyone can afford affordable medicine.”

Su Mo smiled at him: "It feels pretty good. Those hallucinations haven't appeared again for a long time. I can't even remember the specific content."

Dr. Chen held Su Mo's shoulders firmly and smiled happily: "Good thing, good thing! It means that this treatment plan is very suitable for you. Maybe you can be discharged from the hospital soon!"

Just as Su Mo was shaking hands with Dr. Chen, he suddenly noticed something and looked toward the window corridor.

A patient in a hospital gown stood there, skinny and nervous, holding a small drawing board in his hand, scribbling something anxiously.

After writing the last stroke, the man turned the drawing board over and put it on the bed. He stared at Su Mo with wide eyes and kept pointing his finger at it.

Su Mo took a closer look and saw the writing on the drawing board:

【Wake up! 】

When Su Mo was staring at the window in a daze, Dr. Chen happened to block him while he was moving and asked with concern: "Xiao Su, what's wrong? You're in a daze again."

Su Mo blinked in confusion, put his head around Dr. Chen's shield, and looked at the window again.

The strange man disappeared without knowing when.

Su Mo muttered, "Was there someone there just now?"

"Huh?" Dr. Chen walked out, looked around the corridor, and said doubtfully, "No, who is it?"

Su Mo held his forehead and murmured: "Am I... again?"

Dr. Chen sat down beside the hospital bed and comforted her softly: "It's okay. It's normal for the condition to rebound sometimes, as long as it gets weaker every time."

"Xiao Su, you have to remember that if you want to cure this kind of disease, you can't just rely on medicine, but also rely on your heart. No matter what happens, you can't let your heart waver and fight against the hallucination! Defeat it in the end !”

Su Mo responded softly: "I understand."

At this moment, the ward door opened, and Li Huishu and Su Xun walked in.

Seeing that Su Mo was in good spirits, the couple also had happy smiles on their faces.

Li Huishu put the stainless steel food box on the table and said softly: "Son, mom made you your favorite stewed chicken. I see that you have lost a lot of weight recently, so please make up for it quickly."

Su Mo nodded: "Thank you, Mom."

These words made the couple very happy. Li Huishu complained: "Oh, you kid, you still say thank you to my mother."

Su Xun also smiled and said, "I heard from the doctor that you are in good condition recently. Dad took matters into his own hands. Look who's here."

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures walked in from outside the door. There were men and women. They all greeted Su Mo enthusiastically: "Hello, Mo Mo."

Su Mo looked at these people in shock for a moment, and soon became delighted: "Hey! Cuttlefish, Fatty, Coco. Why are you here?"

These are all the best friends Su Mo met in college, and he has been in contact with them since graduation and working.

"Mo" is Su Mo's nickname. Because the pronunciation is the same as "Mo", and because he liked water groups in college, he got this nickname.

Cuttlefish smiled and said: "I heard that your father said that your condition has improved a lot. Let's come and see you. Before, your condition was not good and the hospital did not allow visits, but it made us anxious to death."

The fat man said in a joking tone: "Mo Mo, don't play games all night long from now on. You are so sick. If you ask me, you just play games."

Coco was a girl. She lightly punched the fat man's big belly with her small fist and said angrily: "What's wrong with you in the game? This has nothing to do with the game. If Mo Mo quits the Internet, you cheater will lead me to increase my points in the opposite direction." ?”

While the best friends were chattering, Su Xun took Li Huishu and walked out. He smiled kindly and said, "You young people, let's go for a walk outside."

Keke is an internet addicted girl. She couldn't wait to take out her mobile phone, squeezed in and sat down next to Su Mo: "Come on, come on, I haven't played with you for a long time, let's play a game."

She did not forget to look at Dr. Chen and asked expectantly: "Doctor, should this be okay?"

Dr. Chen laughed and said, "It's okay. It's good to play with friends for a while to change your mood."

Coco cheered: "Wild King Mo comes online quickly, I will have no idea to ride on your head in this round!"

Su Mo smiled, took the phone from the bedside table, and opened the game.

When he saw the game loading screen, he couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded, and turned to look out the window.

I always feel like I've forgotten something important.

[Border East District, adjacent to the rusty wall]

As time goes by, more and more border refugees come here, but they are blocked by the invisible holographic warning signs. No one dares to approach the cruel and merciless fire identification zone.

The rain is still falling, and the buildings in the surrounding areas are already packed. Millions of people are exposed to the rain, silently and anxiously looking at the rusty walls that will be opened at some point.

However, in this depressing moment, the brilliance of humanity also quietly bloomed.

The adults spontaneously took off their clothes, and regardless of whether the children around them were their own children, they put their clothes on them to protect them from the rain.

The children were in a very low mood at first, but later they discovered that there were many peers around them. From the initial careful eye contact, to chatting with each other, they became more and more familiar with each other, and began to play in groups and reverberate. His laughter injected a touch of vitality into this gloom.

There was also an old man who took out the guitar that had been with him for decades at home when he fled. At this time, he was surrounded by a group of people. He was playing and humming softly. Although it was just a simple melody, it made people's faces change again. He smiled and couldn't help but stare at him.

The Wolf Attack thugs on the periphery looked at these people who spontaneously encouraged each other and couldn't help but smile knowingly and said: "Actually, the border is not as bad as everyone thinks."

The companion sighed and said: "If there is a choice, who would be willing to live in embarrassment? It's just like that because of the environment."

Just as the two were talking, noises suddenly broke out from the crowd.

"Look to the sky!"

"Fleet! A fleet is coming!"

"Are you here to save us?!"

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky.

Not far away, an air fleet composed of hundreds of aerostats was sailing away from the inner city and flying towards the border.

At the center of this air fleet are various giant transport boats, each one hundreds of meters long. Their huge size is like a giant beast flying in the air. The flames erupted by the plasma engine at the bottom are brighter than the sun.

The giant transport boat is surrounded by many small floating gunboats, all of which are the most advanced military models. They are equipped with sophisticated energy weapons and do not consume physical ammunition. They can operate for hundreds of hours without supplies relying on built-in energy. High intensity combat.

In the outermost area, there are many densely packed small black spots, all of which are humans flying with individual aircraft. They perform escort missions around the fleet, have the most flexible mobility, and are ready to deal with any possible emergencies. emergencies.

Since the height of this air fleet was not far from the ground, and the transport boat was extremely large, someone quickly saw the Death Sickle logo on the fuselage.

In Crescent City, this is the symbol of the Mercenary King.

The Death Scythe Mercenary Group is here!

In an instant, bursts of cheers erupted from the crowd. Everyone looked at the Death Scythe fleet flying towards them, and tears filled their eyes:

"The Death Scythe mercenaries are here to save us! Great!"

"There are still people who remember us! We have not been abandoned!"

"Baby, look, the mercenary king is here! We are saved!"

When everyone cheered, the faces of the Wolf Attack members were a little strange.

They had fought to the death with Death Scythe not long ago, and each had learned how powerful the other was. In the end, Death Scythe stopped its losses in time and withdrew from the border.

Just over a month has passed, and the bitter enemies are about to become allies fighting side by side. This feels really strange.

Of course, in this crisis moment, every force is important. All forces should unite regardless of past grudges. Those grievances have long been forgotten by the Wolf Attack members.

They looked up at the flying Death Scythe aerial fleet, their eyes full of urgency, hoping that the Death Scythe mercenaries would land quickly and join the fight against the ferocious beasts.

However, as time passed, some experienced members of the Wolf Raid realized that something was wrong.

"No, the altitude has not been reduced. This air fleet is not coming towards us, they are just passing by!"

Soon, these words became a prophecy.

Under the eager gaze of everyone, the huge fleet of Death Scythes soared past their heads, flying farther away one after another without stopping at all.

Hopes rose spontaneously and then disappeared quietly. The eyes of the refugees became empty one after another. Some sat slumped on the ground, while others stood still, numbly facing the cruel reality.

Just as the tail of the Death Scythe fleet was about to pass by, a small black dot finally noticed the crowd gathered below and began to lower its altitude.

It was a Death Scythe mercenary riding a single-soldier aircraft, wearing a full set of combat equipment. Judging from his skillful air control skills, he was definitely an elite member of the mercenary group.

The Death Scythe mercenary flew over a Wolf Attack thug and asked, "Are you covering the evacuation of the people?"

The Wolf Attack thugs looked up at him and said, "Yes, what about you? Where are you going?"

Death Scythe Mercenary: "Our department was ordered to perform an airlift mission to assist the Iron-Blooded Alliance in transporting experimental equipment."

The Wolf Attack thugs became angry and asked: "What time is it! Are you still transporting equipment there? Does the equipment matter if there are lives?!"

The Death Scythe mercenary's voice was smooth, like a machine without emotion: "I think, yes, these are precision equipment, and any one of them costs hundreds or tens of millions. They are more valuable than the people around you. "

These words made Wolf Raid thug unconsciously tighten his fists, but he controlled his emotions and said in a deep voice: "Do you think this is okay? You execute your duty, and when you finish transporting the equipment, come over and help us."

"I know that your giant transport boats can carry three to four thousand people. As long as a dozen of them are transferred here, tens of thousands of people can be transported in one trip. Even if they cannot be transported into the inner city, they can be transported It’s better to evacuate to other places!”

The Death Scythe mercenary simply shook his head: "This is impossible. The Iron Blood side has a large amount of equipment that needs to be transferred. Our entire regiment's transport planes are already in a saturated state and cannot perform other tasks."

The veins on Wolf Attack's thug's forehead were popping, and he said loudly: "Then please ask Death Scythe to help us speak to the leader above, okay?!"

"Our people are working hard everywhere just to buy a little time for the people to move, but the authorities refuse to open the rusty wall, leaving millions of people trapped outside."

"We are at the end of our rope! If this continues, everyone here will die. Please help us, please!"

The Death Scythe mercenary still shook his head: "I have no obligation to do this."

The Wolf Attack thug finally lost control of his emotions and roared: "Then why did you come down here? Are you just here to laugh at us?!"

The Death Scythe mercenary said calmly: "I lowered the altitude just to check whether there are any air defense hazards here and ensure the safety of the fleet."

"Oh, by the way, out of my personal respect for you, I would like to give you a friendly reminder - I saw a vicious beast coming over there, so prepare to deal with it. Farewell." (End of Chapter)