There are still five hours.

Tang Yibu put down his chopsticks and drank his last mouthful of noodle soup with a little regret.

Freeze-dried veggies taste a little worse when cooked, but the taste is justified. Tang Yibu ate quickly, and when the other thieves had just eaten half, he had already started tearing the jerky for the meal after the meal.

The bandages were still tightly wrapped around his thighs. In order to strengthen Fan Baiyan's impression, after making an agreement with Duan Lili, Tang Yibu would only occasionally get up and take a few steps to ensure that his limping figure would be exposed to most of the cameras.

For researchers, the vastly different samples have more research value. It's a pity that the thieves of the Bliss are like planned buildings. They are as good as they are and as bad as they are. They are like the same core with different bodies.

At least that's what they showed.

If Bliss is a company, it must be doing well. Tang Yibu chewed the jerky in his mouth, his eyes slipped from one end of the table to the other. The new people were still a little bit alive, but after a few days, their smiling faces began to look more and more like the old robbers.

It was some kind of emptiness after reaching the end.

In times of peace, people will also pursue a little bit of things related to their hearts and futures, such as valuables they want to own, a trip to change the environment, a favorite place to live, or a long or short relationship. In this way, in the middle of heavy labor, they will complain a few words. Seeking stimulation and satisfaction is one of human nature. Knowing that their ideal life really exists in the world, most of them still tend to move towards the goal.

But now mankind has lost everything. No one would want to venture outside, and no one would think about distant loans and pensions.

Perhaps the dream here is not only the fireflies. Tang Yibu rubbed the pills given out after meals with his fingertips, and the peculiar creamy taste of hallucinogenic ingredients stained his fingers.

After collecting the pills, Tang Yibu looked at Fan Baiyan. The old man left his seat and walked towards the podium-like center stage again. Duan Lili was still locked in the room, and the bodyguard handed the rattle this time.

"The day after tomorrow, the orderly monitoring plane will come to disinfect." Fan Baiyan's tone was steady, as if discussing the weather in the sea of ​​ruins today. "Don't be nervous, old man, I will definitely not take the opportunity to cheat you on the boat fee. It's all free, it's all free. I say this to remind everyone that whether you are working outside or not, you must be back here before noon the day after tomorrow."

The ruins robbers looked relaxed, and many people raised their glasses to Fan Baiyan.

"Of course, there will still be a vote this time. This time, our nemesis Yu Le is on the list. Who needs to be voted to death, I don't need to say more about this. When Yu Le is finished, we will take the opportunity to occupy the area around the annihilation point. Then a circle. This time, Little Brother Tang also came up with a method of eliminating grass and increasing production, and the fireflies will be cheap by then."

The thieves of the Bliss grinned, and many people showed excitement. No life-threatening tension. They started making noises, Fan Baiyan rang the bell again, and the robbers became quiet.

"Just tell the newcomer, don't be afraid, it's just a penetrating bombing. I have been in charge of this ship for several years, and I make sure that the bombs won't even touch the side of the boat." Fan Baiyan's eyes turned to the small table where the newcomer sat. " It is not difficult to vote until the disinfection starts. They will project a small light screen in front of each human being, and you will see it at a glance. If you are willing to vote for Yu Le, Captain of the Stone, I will give you six fireflies. Keep it or change it for yourself Women, do whatever you want."

He specially nodded in Tang Yibu's direction, "This is what I want to say, it's nothing major, everyone will continue to eat."

Tang Yibu smiled at him.

By the time he climbed to the top of the building, the smile had not subsided.

There are patrols guarding the fourth floor and above, and entering from the room is likely to arouse the vigilance of the market thieves. Stuffing a bulge into his quilt, pretending that someone was sleeping, Tang Yibu tied the interferometer to his back and turned out the window again.

After prying open a little window, it was confirmed that Fan Baiyan was taking a spa treatment in a certain room on the third floor, and Tang Yibu accelerated his climbing action. After the spa treatment, we will have lunch. After the meal, we will go to the tea room to drink tea and read a book, and then go back to the room to take a nap. As an elderly man, Fan Baiyan's schedule has always been unshakable.

Your own time is limited.

But now that he knew that Fan Baiyan's room was a ship, things were much easier. Carrying a not-so-small interferometer on his back, Tang Yibu walked all the way up in the dark, and just climbed to the top floor of the commercial building with two hands.

Three hours left.

The shape of this commercial building is not very regular, and Tang Yibu spent half an hour beating on the roof, exploring the boat embedded in steel and concrete by sound.

If it is an S-type initial machine, it is estimated that five minutes will be enough. Tang Yibu thought a little aggrieved when he was digging up the first handful of gravel on the roof.

Soon, the top of the luxury ship was exposed. Fan Baiyan's boat was twice as big as Jiang Lin's, and the roof was surprisingly thick.

Fortunately, it has been powered on, and the internal machinery is still working. Tang Yibu pressed his palm and carefully rewritten the program. Just like the boat they were on last time, the top of the boat slowly opened from the inside, revealing the luxurious interior.

The entire huge cabin is decorated as a bedroom. The antique wooden furniture is spotless, and the scent of burning incense fills the air. The quilt is an old-fashioned satin style, dyed a solemn and elegant dark blue.

Fan Baiyan specially installed a fake window in the cabin, and beyond the glass was the beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains. On the edge of the jade carving at the head of the bed, an old-fashioned gramophone was placed upright, and the record had not been taken down. Tang Yibu was not interested in Fan Baiyan's elaborate arrangement. Placing the interferometer by the false window, he stepped over to the console, which had been transformed into a desk.

After entering the room, he only did three things to isolate the alarm and turn on the light screen.

Then head straight for the annihilation point.

The ship hummed, started smoothly, and slid silently into the darkness like a python. The jade carvings that had been placed stably vibrated and fell onto the thick carpet. Tang Yibu raised the bow of the boat and rushed towards the surface of the sea of ​​ruins.

will mr ruan be there

Will Mr. Nguyen run away?

If the other party escapes, how will he catch him back or will he destroy the other party's electronic brain?

Countless kinds of possibilities split in his brain, turning into veins of leaves. Tang Yibu hummed a little tune unconsciously, speeding up his progress. The dark annihilation point changed from a button to a dark lens, followed by a deep well, which widened in the center of his field of vision, and finally became an eyeful of nothingness.

The annihilation point rumbled, and there was no one nearby.

Tang Yibu's mouth drooped down. He jumped onto the roof of the boat, swinging his legs, and began to confirm the time. The clock in Fan Baiyan's house was just a decoration, and the pendulum was hanging there like a dead body. The electronic hands flashed on the clock face, and the time pointed to eleven fifty-five.

hold on.

Tang Yibu placed the interferometer on the ruins closer to the annihilation point, and used Fan Baiyan's collection teacup to make himself a cup of ice cream. Having completed all the preparations he could, he licked and licked the time while looking at the time.

Eleven fifty-seven.

Tang Yibu called out the earring's manipulation light screen with one hand. Think for two seconds, then close it again.

Eleven fifty-nine.

He started to get hungry.

Just when Tang Yibu successfully licked the tower-shaped ice cream into a hemisphere, a series of loud engine noises suddenly got into his ears. A dilapidated boat circled out from behind the half-shattered building and rushed straight towards the point of annihilation.

Tang Yibu put the cup in his hand and lowered his waist, his back like a drawn bow.

However, the ship did not get off the orderly watch, strange robbers, or any opponent.

The boat came to a stop nearby, and his partner rolled over from the top of the boat, one hand in his white coat. Iron beads stick out four thin feet from the circular hole, squealing. It looks like it wants to rush over, but it is afraid of the dark void behind Tang Yibu, so it uses a circuitous method to balance its emotions. Tang Yibu watched it rush three steps, trembling back two step, and then repeat the process over and over.

His partner didn't say much. Mr. Ruan ignored the crazy iron beads and stretched out his hand.

"Your boat is too high for me to jump on. Give me a hand."

"You're late." Tang Yibu was pragmatic and clenched his hand.

"It's less than a minute." Ruan Xian scratched his hair after standing on the big boat, "The situation on the Walking Stone is a little more troublesome than I thought, but the matter is still under control, let's fix this thing first. . Save chatting and being sucked in."

The ruins are still advancing at a constant speed, their ship is getting closer and closer to the annihilation point, and the scream of the iron beads is getting more and more harsh.

For the sensitive hearing, this screaming is tantamount to torture. Ruan Xian rushed to the interferometer irritably, his brows furrowed even more, "What's the taste?"

"Soy milk ice cream." Tang Yibu picked up his half-eaten cup and squatted on the high interferometer. Iron beads finally caught up to him, clinging to his ankle. "I have to find an excuse to put the interferometer in the room."

"Okay." Ruan Xian suddenly felt a little weak, he shook his head and concentrated on the things in front of him.

"In general, you fulfilled your promise." Tang Yibu said again, staring at Ruan Xian poking around on the console. "As for the reward, do you want some ice cream? I'll make you a cup"

"If you don't shut up, I'll run away and show you. Partner cooperation is not about dog training, remember it for me." Tang Yibu's muttering was mixed with Iron Bead's scream, and Ruan Xian felt that his head was about to explode.

He was breathing heavily, preparing for an earth-shattering sabotage. But these two people on the side persevered in destroying the atmosphere, and just turned a serious case that challenged the authority of the master mind into no different from repairing a sewer.

Tang Yibu squatted down on the interferometer in a loss, and licked the ice cream. Tie Zhuzi squatted at Tang Yibu's feet, screaming tirelessly.

"Timer." Ruan Xian slammed on the interferometer with an anger already in his voice, "We're going to hack this thing, it's not for traveling. Don't eat it, just give me an accurate time, any method can be followed. The attack must be timed, not even half a second sooner or later."

After that, Ruan Xian pressed his temples, "By the way, let that little thing shut up, it's driving me crazy."

Tang Yibu reached out and pressed the iron beads. After the blue shimmer, the iron beads retracted their four feet, rolled crookedly, and a small snoring sound came out of his throat. He carried it back to the cabin of the big ship, and after a while, the deadly mess of background sounds turned into melodious singing.

Carol Yang's I am with you, Ruan Xian recognizes this song. It floated out of the large ship's cabin behind him, amplified by loudspeakers, and its sound was fresh and moving.

"You can estimate the time according to the tempo." Tang Yibu shouted from the cabin, his voice almost overshadowed by the singing. "Initial words"

"No problem, I know." Thankfully, the needle-piercing irritability finally disappeared. Tang Yibu climbed out of the cabin, and the android no longer jumped on the interferometer, but squeezed beside him.

Warm, Ruan Xian thought to himself.

Among the countless taut strings, one uncontrollably loosened.

"I am in charge of adjusting the parameters in real time, and you are in charge of writing the impact program." Tang Yibu stretched out his hands. Ruan Xian glanced at the other half of the console. Looking at this posture, the two of them are a bit like pianists who want to perform four-handed play.

"Hmm." Ruan Xian replied briefly, "Pay attention to the degree of the dial."

They faced the dark void that was getting closer and closer, and their fingertips flew over the backs of each other's hands from time to time. Tang Yibu fixed the interferometer very well, but as the annihilation point got closer, it gradually tended to fall backwards.

The degree of the dial vibrated, still a certain distance from their target value.

Ruan Xian swallowed his saliva. The soothing and ambiguous ballads are still playing, and in this scene, there is a bit of sadness. He could feel the blood rushing into his brain, his heartbeat hitting his eardrums. Sweat seeped from the palms of his hands, and his face stiffened a little.

The annihilation point was four or five steps away from them.

Tang Yibu suddenly parted a hand and poked his face.

"It's okay," the android said, a little sweet in his breath. "It's a big deal, throw this thing away, and I'll run with you."

Both hands returned to the console again, Tang Yibu's tone was very serious, "I have a lot of experience in this area."

"Fuck you." Ruan Xian sighed, his nervousness shattered by a sense of powerlessness. "I don't like losing."

The point of annihilation is imminent.

Following the beat of the music, Ruan Xian tapped the keyboard several times and pulled down the joystick abruptly. A sharp beep sounded, and the hands of the dial swayed and pointed to the target.

The next second, the interferometer was completely engulfed by the annihilation point.

Tang Yibu grabbed Ruan Xian's collar and jumped directly to a hundred meters away.

"If you're not late, the distance should be just right." Tang Yibu pointed out solemnly.

"Perhaps you can wait until I arrive and then calculate the placement of the machine." Ruan Xian grabbed the neckline with both hands, and he was a little uncomfortable from being strangled. "Okay, I'll pay attention next time."

Tang Yibu picked him up and patted the dust on the white coat. I was with you at the end of that song, and after the last long note, the prelude to another song played.

The ruins squeezed beneath their feet, and deep fissures spread out from the annihilation point.

"Let's go back to the boat." Ruan Xian's collar was crumpled up and crossed a crack. "The ruins here are starting to collapse, and we have to drive to a safe area first."

He stepped on the slate under his feet carefully, for fear that he would miss it. The melodious and familiar female voice sounded again, and this song made his impression even more profound.

The melody of step by step drifted on the sea of ​​ruins, while himself and Tang Yibu jumped on the cracks. Ruan Xian suddenly felt that this scene was a bit funny.

"It's like dancing," he muttered out of his throat. If there is a tempo, people will always be affected by the tempo.

As a result, before the thought could leave Ruan Xian's mind, Tang Yibu stopped. They were stepping on a slate the size of a basketball court, with delicate marble floor tiles embedded in it.

"This is not a date." Tang Yibu turned his face.

"That's just an analogy." Ruan Xian looked at the ruins in front of him and began to estimate whether he could successfully jump over the crack.

"But this is my first date experience, I'm a little curious." Tang Yibu blinked and stretched out a hand. "But there are no movies, no games, and no parks. Do you want to dance?"

Ruan Xian looked at the hand and didn't return to his senses for a while.

The singing poured into his ears, and Tang Yibu's hands were astonishingly white in the noon sun. Everything had a vague sense of familiarity, and Ruan Xian caught it and cut the feeling layer by layer.

Familiar indeed, he thought.

Tang Yibu may not be on a whim, he likes this song so much that he will hum it. Ruan Xian took a lot of effort to realize this.

The android was humming backwards.

This may be an entry point, Ruan Xian thought. You can catch it yourself. And he doesn't hate the song either.

"Can."

So he turned his back to the nothingness that devoured everything, and grabbed the outstretched hand.