Little Mushroom

-Then the sound of something breaking.

Tang Lan frowned and strode out.

The screams continued, and the fighting came out.

The boy flinched suddenly. He grabbed An Zhe's arm and seemed to seek protection, but his mouth said, "Don't be afraid, someone has become a monster. Tang can fight it."

They looked out through the open door. A human figure rolled in the central open space. The dense tentacles and cormorants swelled on his back. The features on his face were distorted and transformed into a gray edema, and his limbs went outwards crazy. When attacked, another part of the body turned into a vine and fought with him. Tang Lan joined in. Without too many meetings, he was subdued.

"Lock it up," Tang Lan said.

——The thing was taken off, Tang Lan also returned to the room.

"We have human consciousness now, but we don't know when it will be gone." The boy whispered, "So I cherish the time when I can be a human."

At this time, a sound came from the window. Anzhe looked down and saw a large instrument lit up in the open space in front of the main building.

"Mr. Polly seems to be doing this these days," the boy said. "It looks different from previous research."

Ang stared there, a dazzling red light between the machine and the machine, he asked, "What is this?"

Tang Lan didn't speak, he looked out the window. At the top of the mountain, the aurora and the starry sky became so low and so clear that it seemed as if they could be reached with one hand.

There was silence in the room.

After a long time, Tang Lan suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Polly is a fusion scientist," Tang Lan whispered. "The fusion believes that one day they can find a way to peacefully fuse human and monster genes. People will not become monsters with only instincts, but also possess Strong body, able to adapt to the harsh environment now. "

"It's like this." He showed An Zhe his arms, and there were some black scales faintly on it: "The human body is really too weak."

"Later, without success, the fusion faction's experiment ran away. The giant leech infected the water source of the base, and the entire base died half because of this-the base will not allow any similar experiments ever after. "Scientists at the base also became sinners of the base." He slowly said, "But other research has also been fruitless. Only fusion sounds like a glimmer of hope. So the fusion scientists defected, they left the base and wanted to find Where experiments can continue. "

"If they want to study fusion, they must do live experiments. Once they do the experiments, they will create those intelligent monsters that have acquired human thinking and are not human. The base will not allow this to happen, so they have been sending troops to intercept and kill. In the end, they finally found this place. "Tang Lan looked up at the starry sky." The Highland Research Institute is a site that was originally a place to study artificial magnetic poles many years ago. This place is behind the abyss, the terrain is high, and the armored car can't drive In the future, there are many off-the-shelf equipment, some of which can cause magnetic interference to the surroundings, rendering military planes and radars ineffective. This is where the institute settled. They kept the aliens while they studied and continue to this day. "

An Zhe asked, "Have you found a solution now?"

Tang Lan shook his head.

"No law can be found." He said, "In the beginning, they thought it was related to the will, but later they thought it was related to the type of foreign genes, but they were not right. People with weak will can wake up confusedly, and plants with weak pollution ability can devour people. Will, after being infected by a very powerful monster, it is not necessary to lose consciousness. The reason for retaining the will is just luck. Later, the magnetic poles failed and comprehensive pollution proved that this may be completely irrelevant to genes. Gold and iron can also pollute each other, an iron atom. Under the microscope, it turned out to be something we couldn't understand. The sir said that the previous research was all wrong, and we need to find new ways of analysis. "

The same argument was also heard from Dr. Ji, who said, "The base also thinks so."

Tang Lan has not spoken for a long time.

"Anzhe," he called his name suddenly, and said, "can you feel a kind of fluctuation?"

An Zhe nodded, he could always feel it.

"After becoming a alien, many people can feel it," Tang Lan whispered, "and it's getting stronger and stronger."

In the morning, An Zhe opened her eyes from the bed. He had a splitting headache, his dreams were all in the wild, screaming with tympanic membranes, the claws of the beast's claws stepping on the mud, crying—I don't know who was crying. In the jungle, you quietly reflected the fluorescence of the beast's eyes. He ran away like crazy, looking for something, but he could never escape, never found. The huge, ethereal wave still entangled him like a shadow, it seemed that in every corner of the world, even the dew on the tip of the leaves was its incarnation.

An Zhe used his arms to support his body, and it was very difficult to sit up. His bones seemed to have rust. Not only was he unable to move flexibly, but he became thin and brittle. Every time he moved, he had to doubt himself at the next moment. It would stop forever, so he knew that he was one step closer to the irresistible death.

An Zhe hugged the quilt and sat in bed for a long time before feeling that the situation had recovered. He stared blankly at this warm room—what happened yesterday was like a dream, and today he felt a little real. He came to a human world in another sense, and the people here treated him well—but he The original intention of leaving Lu Yan was to prevent Lu Yan from seeing his death.

What about those friendly people here?

An Zhe's nose was a little sore. He felt guilty, but before he could make a further choice, the door was knocked.

It was the boy yesterday. He took a tray for breakfast. The tray was filled with steaming enamel cups and bowls.

"You didn't wake up in the morning, we didn't call you." The boy said, "Uncle Shu has cooked potato soup again. You have to drink it."

An Zhe said "Thank you".

Talking, the boy put the tray on the table, and he looked down at the rich soup. The small pieces of potatoes floated up and down in the soup. It and the bacon gave out some kind of generous aroma. The aroma was mixed in In the white mist, he stumbled across the room.

——The ghost sent the gods to the ground, and he never reproduced the thought of leaving.

The life of the institute is not as methodical as the base. People do not have fixed tasks and positions, but they have a spontaneous division of labor. The institute accepted him. He knew he had to give something in return. He wanted to do something and the institute people were welcome.

At first, he would go out and collect the edible plant rhizomes with the boy in a safer area. Later, his body could not bear the cold wind coming from the face, and he could only stay at the base to help planting or cooking. Later, he couldn't even support such work. People at the institute think that he is suffering from an unidentifiable disease-this is a common thing. In this world, any disease can happen, and even the entire world is ill.

That day, Polly came to see him. From that day, An Zhe followed Polly Joan in a white building on the west side of the main building. Although his body was gradually weakened, his mind was still clear enough to be a qualified assistant. There is also a silent Indian man working as an assistant in Polly's laboratory. He is good at repairing various equipment, named Kede.

This is a rigorous laboratory. There are machines on all sides, and the display is connected to the machine. The largest one-its optical cable line extends from the laboratory to the ground and is connected to a device called "Simpson Cage" outside.

The main components of the Simpson cage are four five-meter-high mechanical towers, just like the scaled-down versions of the two white towers outside the institute, and the shape of the two white towers, Anzhe, looked for a long time, confirming that they are the same as the base. There are many similarities between huge artificial magnetic poles. He immediately thought that the Highland Institute was originally the place where artificial magnetic poles were first developed.

The four towers form a rectangle that is more than ten meters long and twenty meters wide. When the Simpson cage is activated, the entire cubic rectangular space surrounded by them will be filled with a glowing red light similar to a high-frequency laser, like a scarlet Sea of ​​fire. Everyone at the institute knew that they couldn't walk into the open Simpson cage, otherwise they would die unsightly.

From the laboratory manual, Anzhe learned that the "Simpson Cage" was the most cutting-edge masterpiece in the field of high-energy physics at the height of human science, and it directly contributed to the success of artificial magnetic poles.

"Until now, we don't know the cause of geomagnetism. Some people speculate that it is due to the flow of molten iron in the earth's liquid core, and some people think that it is the rotation of the electric layer in the mantle, but there is no strong enough evidence. We don't know what it produces The reason, so it is impossible to know why it disappeared, which is beyond the limits of our cognition. Similarly, we cannot reproduce the electromagnetic field unless we create a magnet half the size of the earth. "Polly explained to him: "But one of the physical laws we have is that magnetism is generated by electricity, and the movement of charges generates a magnetic field."

"One of the contributions of the Simpson Cage is that it can show the wave dynamic field between elementary particles, so as to analyze the way they interact, and then reproduce some phenomena. So we got the inspiration of artificial magnetic poles-you lack physical knowledge, I There is no way to explain it deeper. Simply put, two artificial magnetic poles emit pulse waves of special frequencies, causing resonance of charged particles in the solar wind, just like we hold a horn and tell them, please go there. So the particles Resonance and motion generate magnetic fields, and the earth is protected. "

An Zhe nodded, he understood, but only limited to understand. His work does not require him to have a deep knowledge of physics, he only needs to be optimistic about the instrument.

Sometimes, Polly corrected the frequency of Simpson's cage outside, another assistant followed him, and there was only one in the white building. He sat there, the low night sky outside the window. The machine beeps monotonously, and the spectrometer connected to the Simpson cage draws complex curves, not sure what is being recorded.

The curves were noisy, tangled into a ball, without any regularity, and he had no reason to think of the chaotic and scary lines that Sinan in the Garden of Eden had painted on the paper. Closing his eyes, he felt the kind of emptiness fluctuating more and more intense, feeling the passing of life day by day, he would be afraid, but sometimes he felt that he was gradually approaching eternity.

Polly returned, and he began to analyze the chaotic curves, and Anzhe tried to pick up the kettle and poured him a cup of hot water.

"What are you doing?" He finally asked.

"I want to find that thing," Polly said.

Looking at the screen, An Zhe asked, "What is ...?"

"Things that make this world change."

"It must be everywhere. If it is in this world, it must be in the Simpson cage," he said.

An Zhe frowned slightly.

Polly picked up a compass at hand: "We can never see the magnetic field, but the direction of the compass can tell us that it exists. The same is true of other invisible things in the world. Our cognition is too shallow and we can only chase them. Those appearances projected into the world. "

"Look here." Polly highlighted a smooth curve: "Everything in the world is interacting, and there is a lot of information in the traces of interaction. Like this line, it and the compass represent magnetic fields."

"We assume that this world is changing because something huge is coming ... but the magnetic field can resist it to a certain extent-since the magnetic field can resist it, it must have a similar magnetic field representation. Polly's gray-blue eyes fascinatedly looked at the messy screen: "It's huge, beyond our cognition, it changes the essence of this world, but it's in it. I think it must be There is a specific receiving frequency, and you can see the shadow it casts on the real world. "

An Zhe asked, "What then?"

Polly slowly shook his head: "We must first know what it is before we can think about how to deal with it."

But can it really be found?

Ann looked at the screen in amazement.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Polly spoke.

"Although it is slim, but ..." He said only half of it, and sighed softly. "After all, we have created many masterpieces that are unimaginable to humans before."

An Zhe read the fluctuations in his tone and repeated the following sentence: "A masterpiece unimaginable to humans."

Then, he saw the light flashing in Polly's eyes.

Polly Joan looked out at the boundless wilderness outside the window, the haze filled the sky, and the howls of beasts came from all directions. There were strange fluctuations in the sound, and the human spectrum could not be interpreted.

"Only for humans," he whispered, "before we were broken, we thought we understood the whole picture of the world."

At that moment, An Zhe saw in his eyes the loneliness that spanned eternity.