Black Sky

Chapter 1 Unread message

God once gazed at this sea of ​​stars, he slept here, and woke up here. -Esther “Never Land”

This piece of black cedar forest has been lingering for a long time, the needles withered and hung down mournfully, but magically did not exude the sour and bitter smell of rotten wood.

The woody fragrance that lingers in the forest all the year round still floats quietly, hiding 25 single-person frozen capsules in the depths of the pine forest.

The frozen capsules were arranged in a neat square, and the sealed glass cover was covered with frost.

One of the alarm sounds was so sharp that it cut through the silence of the deep forest:

“Insufficient energy, malfunction.”

“Warning: The frozen capsule is about to stop working, please replenish energy within five seconds.”

“Countdown: 5.”

“4”

“3”

“2”

“1”

“No new energy is detected, the frozen capsule is off—”

Before the word “closed” was finished, the electronic sound without ups and downs had stopped abruptly.

puff-

The sound of the metal chassis stopping running sounded like a leak, and the frost on the glass cover faded at a speed visible to the naked eye under the influence of the emergency warming system, revealing a handsome but pale face in the capsule.

The thin frost on his brow bones made him look shockingly cold and lifeless, as if he had been sleeping here for a long time and would never wake up again.

However, almost the next second after the frost faded, those beautiful curved eyes opened without warning.

To be honest, although this pile of metal lumps used to freeze the human body is called a capsule, its shape has nothing to do with the capsule.

They are very unpleasant, wide on the top and narrow on the bottom. They are hexagons with faces longer than horses. When a person lay inside, it was a well-made coffin with specifications and standards.

When the design drawings first came out, Truth was busy dealing with a riot in the space prison. He didn’t close his eyes for three days, and he was so sleepy.

The unlucky designer knocked on the door of his office and put a thick pile of drawings on his desk.

According to the regulations, all documents of the frozen capsules must be reviewed and approved by the chief executive officer of Office No. 5 of the Security Building, and signed before proceeding, including the design drawings.

And Chu Si happened to be the chief executive in office 5.

He closed his eyes as soon as he saw the thickness of the drawing. In the description of the designer’s wild flowers, he simply turned to the last page and signed it.

On the day the finished product came out, he was wearing a well-tailored shirt and sitting in the meeting room on the top floor of the security building, listening to the old guys scolding design with grace and calm expression.

They sprayed for two full hours. This **** didn’t change his face when he heard it. Not only did he have no introspection, but he tapped the table and said with a smile: “The planet’s lifespan is still very long. I will lie down unless you are ugly.”

Make the old guys angry enough.

As a result, within five years of saying this, the planet exploded.

He really lay in this ugly frozen coffin, and it can be seen that the **** has been doing too much, and God can’t see it. This is probably called retribution.

Truss coughed dullly under the glass cover for a while, coughing out the coldness in his lungs, then moved his fingers and broke the safety lock in the cabin.

The muscles and bones all over his body were still very stiff, and it took a long time to push a hatch.

The feeling of stepping on the ground was too long, he staggered backwards, and simply leaned against the frozen capsule.

Half a step away, the other frozen capsule is still operating normally, and two lines of words are displayed on the glass cover:

Gallo time 13:20:07

Temperature in the capsule: minus 206°C

At 13 o’clock, it was the time when the sun was the highest in the afternoon, but there was a sea of ​​stars above my head, and the surroundings were as silent as the night.

Truth looked around and took a deep breath.

The air was so stuffy, he clearly came out of the freezing capsule, but he still seemed to be covered by something, even breathing was uncomfortable, and he didn’t know if he had frozen his lungs.

Click—

Suddenly behind him came the sound of fragile needles, like being stepped on by something.

“Who?!” Chus turned his head abruptly.

He hadn’t spoken for a long time, and his voice was a little dumb.

As he asked, his fingers had already habitually touched his waist.

Thankfully, I was too rushed when I entered the frozen capsule, and the gun was still unloaded.

He pushed the safety bolt, and the sound of “click” appeared very crisp in the silence.

“Don’t don’t! I’ll come out! Don’t shoot!” A dark thing came out from behind a frozen capsule, like a round head mop… the kind that has been marinated in a mud pit for two years.

Chu Si squinted his eyes for a moment and found it hard to find a pair of eyes on the mop-someone who hadn’t taken care of his hair and beard for a long time.

“Who else?” Chus’s finger was still on the trigger.

Mop hesitated for a moment, maintaining the surrender posture with his hands high, turning his head and muttering something.

The other small mop sticks out his head cautiously.

The little mop turned his face and glanced at the big mop, and raised his hands in a similar manner.

“Calm down, calm down. Just the two of us, no one else.” The big mop said, staring at his gun.

“I’m calm,” Truth replied.

“To be honest, I don’t believe it very much. After all, I was so hungry that I wanted to eat people when I crawled out of the frozen capsule.” The mop’s voice was a little suspicious.

Chu Si looked cold: “If I can’t find anyone cleaner than you, I might be more inclined to starve to death.”

The mop was blocked, and it was a bit regretful, “In fact, we haven’t cleaned it for half a year. Can you move the muzzle a little bit?”

In fact, this gun has been frozen in the freezer capsule for a long time, and the ghost knows if it will work. But Chus is a bastard, and he doesn’t mind frightening the big man of unknown origin for a while, so he replied, “It depends on the mood.”

“Then how are you feeling now?” Mop asked.

“Not great, it’s too boring here,” Chus said calmly.

To be precise, the air here is stuffy and irritating and physiological.

The mop stretched the tune and gave an “Oh”, and immediately became discouraged, “It’s a pity, there is no way, after all, we have been bored for a long time.”

He turned his head and glanced at his wrist.

Truth then noticed that something on his wrist was shining blue, like the screen of a smart watch.

“Do you mind if I touch it?” The mop stared at Truth’s gun for fear that it would go wrong.

Truth was noncommittal, and the mop boldly touched the screen.

The cold electronic sound suddenly rang, enough to make Chu Si hear clearly:

Ground temperature: New 5°C

Humidity: dry

Warning: The oxygen content is seriously lower than normal, and there are still 32 minutes and 57 seconds to the critical value.

This kind of alarm is no stranger to Truss. He has heard these words in various safety test reports. The so-called oxygen content threshold corresponds to the survival limit. Once below the critical value, people will soon suffocate to death.

The mop’s voice was a little depressed, “Look, even if you don’t shoot, we still have less than 33 minutes of life.”

When Chu Si heard the words, his eyes moved.

Not appropriate.

The design concept of these freezer capsules is very special. All energy is converted from exhaust gas, and the exhaust gas contains oxygen. This design is to maintain survival to a certain extent.

These principles and functions have been made public.

Mop noticed Chu Si’s gaze. He followed the frozen capsules on the ground and said, “I know what you are thinking, but it’s useless. It’s been 50 years, and the balance has long been unable to maintain.”

Truth finally had a look on his face, “How many years?”

The mop seemed to have found a breakthrough, decisively touching the watch screen, the mechanical electronic sound rang again:

“It’s 5763 in the new Gregorian calendar, April 29, Garo time—”

Before the report was finished, the mop choked off the time report and muttered, “Be considerate, you have to save some electricity.”

However, Chus didn’t even notice what he was talking about.

5763? !

He clearly remembered what the evening of December 27, 5713 was like. The golden red light of the setting sun softened the cold black cedar forest. He stood by the window, talking to the nursing doctor, while turning over himself. Private communication channel.

In the last second, he was still watching the message sent by a dangerous person in the space prison forcibly, and the next second he received an alarm—

The geocentric energy response process suddenly accelerated due to unknown reasons, and out of control, the expansion rate far exceeded the upper limit, and the estimated evacuation time was 3 minutes and 11 seconds.

In layman’s terms, the planet is going to explode, everyone runs away.

He will never forget how the ground vibrated and cracked during the chaotic three minutes, how they started the fragmentation plan against time, and how they evacuated from the villa to the frozen capsule in the cedar forest…

Everything is vividly visible, as if the next day, as if he just slept in the capsule all night.

But when I woke up, fifty years had passed? !

Perhaps it was a moment of surprise that caused a change in the heart rate and increased oxygen consumption. After the astonishment, Trus only felt that his surroundings became more boring.

Mop took a look at his expression, and then aggrieved: “Don’t take a deep breath! Don’t take a deep breath! There are not enough mouthfuls! Don’t forget, we only have more than 30 minutes left… Do you have any idea? I compare Stupid, I haven’t come up with any idea after waking up for three years. I don’t want to die so early. The method of suffocation is too difficult.”

This person is a silly talker, and he has a headache for endless talk, making him confused about the status quo, and can’t think of any way.

“Quiet.” Just as he threw two words coldly, something in the pocket of his trousers shook.

Truth was taken aback, stretched out his hand and touched it out. Only then did he remember that when he evacuated the frozen capsule, he had thrown the communicator he was holding into his pocket.

The communicator does not consume more energy than a watch. It will be a miracle that the energy-saving model lasts for 50 years.

The vibration just now indicates that “the battery is insufficient, and it will be shut down soon”.

He was about to close and throw it back in his pocket, when he saw an unread message on the screen that he didn’t know when.

Truth’s eyebrows jumped immediately.

Without looking at the content, he could guess who the information came from. After all, he dared to use his private communication channel as his own garden.

Sure enough, the information comes from the space prison:

My dear executive officer, I have great news for you.

I escaped from prison.

–Saë Young

Chus: “…”

Damn great news.

The author has something to say:

Special reminder: This article is not science fiction, there is no mech, and the whole article is nonsense. When it comes to the kind of old Einstein’s coffin that can’t be held, don’t think about it with common sense. Magical fairy tales look better, okay

Note: Esther’s “Never Land”-there is no such book.