This understatement of information, if it is seen by the old guys in the ninth office of the Security Building, it is time to line up to knock on the quick relief pill.
If the effect of the medicine is a little slower, you can pout more than half of it on the spot.
Chu Si looked at these two sentences, and he could still stand upright.
But even he felt that his eyes were dark, and the feeling of lack of oxygen was even worse.
The 100-year-old space prison outside the Department of Exile has been under the monitoring and management of Office 5 of the Security Building since it was first built.
There is a group of the most dangerous people on the planet, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a demon concentration camp.
Sa'eyan, on the other hand, is one of the most troublesome of all time, the kind whose explosive yield value cannot be estimated.
It took 17 years just to put him in prison, and how he ended up being controlled has always been a mystery to the outside world.
Even if this dangerous person is trapped in space, he is also an uneasy master.
Since he was in prison, there has not been a year of stopping.
As a result, the chief executive of Office 5 has been reduced to the most important position, one every three years.
It wasn't until Chus came up that the curse-like effect came to an end.
If it weren't for the people in front of him who withdrew too quickly, with his age, it would be impossible to sit in such a high position.
It was about his face that was hard to see, and the mop looked at his fingers on the trigger, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and tilted his head to the side quietly, "You look very bad, have you received some bad news?"
Chus lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, "It's never been bad, do you know about the space prison?"
Mop laughed dryly, "Of course, my brother is still a prison guard there."
Your face looks like the demons have come out of the wall en masse. ” Chu Si shook the communicator in his hand and said expressionlessly: "I'd rather see other people escape from prison en masse than this." ” The corners of the mop's mouth twitched, "It sounds scary, or we might as well suffocate to death."
Chu Si said coldly: "You are really promising. ” The mop secretly reached out and grabbed the small mop beside him, and said: "I accompanied you to see such terrible bad news, and it can barely be regarded as sharing weal and bene, can you put the gun down first, we really have no malicious intentions." ” Chus pinned the gun back to his waist, and the mop immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and he grabbed the small mop and took a few steps closer.
It is worthy of the two people who haven't cleaned up for half a year, and their every move is "fragrant", like a humanoid biochemical weapon sent by God to torture him.
The smell was so refreshing that it made Chus's heart skip a beat, and then he remembered one thing he had forgotten to see when the message was received.
"One step closer, and you'll be able to say goodbye to your toes."
Chus shook his gun at random, opened his mouth to stop the mop that wanted to come over, and swiped twice on the communicator with his eyes down.
On the interface, under Sa'er's message, the time is clearly displayed: February 18, 5736.
Chus closed his eyes and opened them again: " His face was even more ugly.
True, he didn't look back, it was 36 instead of 63.
How awesome it is that this message was received 27 years ago. 27 years, it's enough to build a spaceship and fly out of the galaxy, and catch a fart Sometimes, when things are so bad that they can't be undone, there's nothing left to worry about The planet was blown into countless pieces, and they became a little dust in the vast sea of stars, the space prison was far beyond the range of what he could now monitor, and the most troublesome dangerous elements had been running for 27 years, and what could be worse than this?
Nope.
The mop couldn't tell what Chuss was thinking for a moment, and just sat and shook his watch in front of him.
The wind brought by the action came to the nostrils, and the "fragrance" was outrageous.
Chus: "If you think two hands are in the way, I don't mind breaking one for you."
Mop swished back his hand: "No, I just wanted to remind you that another two minutes have passed."
We only have 30 minutes left, don't you feel dizzy."
Chu Si frowned: "You make me dizzy." ” However, although he hated the smell of the mop, he did not ignore his words.
Instead of struggling with how to tie up an explosive that has been running for 27 years now, it is better to make sure that you can see the sun tomorrow.
Stars do too.
He turned his face and glanced around, and there were only twenty-five frozen capsules in the black cedar forest, except for the old soil and rotten needles.
Through the decaying branches, you can faintly see a silent black shadow in the distance, lurking under the sea of stars.
"Oh yes, there's a villa over there."
The oxygen was too thin, and the mop gasped a little slightly when he talked too much, he squatted down with the nearby frozen capsule, and leaned into the air outlet of the capsule base, trying to make himself comfortable, "Before the explosion, occasionally the government chief came over for vacation, I don't know which department." ” Of course he knew what he said, for he was the one who occasionally came back on vacation.
For some unavoidable reason, he would stay here for a week every six months, with a doctor, a nutritionist, and some guards.
Now these people are all lying in the cryocapsules next to him, slightly luckier than him, and the energy has not been exhausted, so they are still asleep.
It can be said that all the people who live in this area are his people, but he has never seen two mops of this size.
"If I'm not mistaken, there are no other residents here."
Chus said.
The mop was almost about to stick his nose into the fumarole, and he half-hugged the little mop and explained, "You know, it's only a very small time of the year when it's occupied, and the scenery is nice and the air is good, so we occasionally sneak over and camp for a few days." ” Chus let out an "oh", "It's so cold that you can freeze your bones in December, come and camp." ” Mop said annoyedly, "Yes, this is probably the biggest mistake I made in my life, I just happened to meet someone in the villa who didn't say anything, and I also encountered the end of the world." ” After he finished speaking, he glanced at his watch again, "Are you sure we're going to continue talking about how I camped, I'm so dizzy now that I can't think, you really can't think of anything?"
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Chus raised his foot and kicked him lightly twice, "Of course there is a way.
"It's just that he needs to confirm if these two people are really harmless.
"Is 27 minutes enough?"
the mop seemed a little unconvinced.
Chus replied, "More than enough, as long as you can still move your legs." ” When the fragmentation plan was first prepared, it was assigned to one of the execution areas.
Considering that when the planet falls apart and explodes, there is a possibility that the villa will partially collapse, so most of the cryogenic capsules are placed in this pine forest, which is not far away, and it is convenient to evacuate.
But in reality, there are 9 spare capsules in the villa, which are placed in the underground storage room on the west side.
There are also some spare energy bars in the storage room, where the space is narrow, and the 9 capsules are activated, and although the oxygen displaced, although not as much as the 24 capsules outside, the concentration will be higher in such a small and relatively closed environment.
It's not a problem to hold off for a while.
Not to mention Chus glanced at the communicator in his hand that kept prompting "low battery", and thought with some impatience: although it won't come in handy for the time being, it's always good to find a way to recharge a little power.
As an ordinary person, Mop has never been trained in extreme environments, and his tolerance for hypoxia is far less than that of Chus.
His brain is not much different from that of a goldfish now, almost every move.
As soon as he heard Chus say that there was a way, he reflexively stood up without thinking about it, hugged the small mop that had just reached his waist, and staggered behind Chus.
Chus skillfully led him up a forest road in the dark, and it only took 8 minutes to walk down this path to the villa, and it would take 5 minutes at most to open the pantry and activate the spare freezer capsules, and there would be about 10 minutes left for them to rest.
Time wasn't too tight, so Chuss's previous bad mood was a little better.
However, just less than 5 minutes, less than 50 meters away from the villa, Chu Si's lingering communicator suddenly "ding".
Chu Si paused, and looked at the communicator almost in surprise.
The vibration is a sign that the battery is low, and this short light sound is not a message tone Because of the lack of power, the light on the screen is a little dim, but it is still enough for him to see the prompt above: sure enough, there is an update message.
Chus frowned and glanced at the message: It's surprising that my unforgiving executive didn't scold him back.
My dear, I can't get your reply, I'm a little bored.
Sa'e Young Chuss: "Which neurotic would wait 27 years to say, "Why don't you reply to me" But this is not the worst thing, the worst thing is that Saeyang is starting to get bored.
Every time Saeyang gets bored, there are a bunch of security building officials who want to wipe their necks and hang themselves
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