Chapter 283

The lifelong flower put the crow's next to the old yellow cat. The cat used its head to rub it intimately, and then stretched out its tongue to lick the crow's feathers.

Zhao Pengcheng wants to say something to stop it. The specimens should be placed in a dry environment, should not be in contact with live animals, and should not be licked by cats, otherwise mildew will occur.

Lifelong flowers saw doubts on his face and explained, "they were best friends."

Zhao Pengcheng asked, "how long has that bird been dead?"

"It's been ten years. When he was alive, he was very strong, could talk, liked singing, and liked to eat my sauce elbow best. He often said, 'life is precious, love is more expensive, and if it's sauce elbow, you can throw both away'. People said that crows live a long life, and everyone thought they could live a long life. At that time, the cat was very thin, skinny and weak. Aoki said it It won't last long. Unexpectedly, the cat became an old cat, but the bird left early. "

Life long gags.

Zhao Pengcheng can understand the loneliness of a woman in her thirties accompanying a vegetable who can't speak for ten years, although he still believes that this boring emotion of human beings has no positive significance in the chemistry of life.

"Do you drink?" asked the lifelong flower.

"No," said Zhao Pengcheng.

The flower of his life filled him with rice and scooped a large bowl of chicken soup: "drink some chicken soup. The chicken soup is warm, tonic and dispelling the cold. It is most suitable for this season."

Zhao Pengcheng said "Hey", but his eyes looked at the cat next to him. He was eating cat food in his bowl, but the sauce elbow on the table didn't move, just like a tribute in front of the mourning hall.

"Aren't you an alien?" asked the lifelong flower suddenly.

Zhao Pengcheng was stunned. He didn't know how to answer, so he said, "why?"

The lifelong flower smiled and said, "why don't you eat? I heard that aliens don't eat our meals."

"What do you eat?"

"Eat people's brains."

Zhao Pengcheng smiled, picked up his bowl and took a sip of soup. I don't know whether it's because I haven't eaten delicious food in prison for a long time, or because the woman in front of me is really good at cooking. The taste of chicken soup activates Zhao Pengcheng's degenerated taste buds.

He drank it clean, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "it's all rumors. There's no one who eats human brains. Don't you like aliens?"

Lifelong flower watched him finish drinking chicken soup, smiled with satisfaction and said, "who would like aliens? They have brought enough disasters."

"But isn't it peace now?" Zhao Pengcheng said.

"Peace?" said the lifelong flower with a sneer. "They always want to occupy our brains. They always want to leave the planet. At that time, each of us will become unconscious vegetable like Aoki, but who will take care of us?"

Zhao Pengcheng was dumb and thought of the green wood upstairs.

The cat next to him meowed. He turned his head and suddenly felt a little dizzy. The double shadow of the cat in front of me can't be seen clearly.

He looked back at the flowers of his life. It was also shadowy. He only saw her laughing. The smile was unfriendly and indifferent.

Zhao Pengcheng held his head in one hand, picked up the dried chicken soup bowl in front of him in the other hand, and said, "you... You... Poison..."

The bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The whole life flower still smiled: "I know you. Your name is Zhao Pengcheng. You hurt him. I want to kill you in my dream, but the prison protects you. You're out of prison, and I don't think I have a chance to revenge in my life. God has eyes, you came to the door yourself..."

Zhao Pengcheng didn't hear what was said behind his lifelong flower, so he lost consciousness.

……

When Zhao Pengcheng woke up again, he found himself locked in a cold storage, wearing an old military coat and no shackles such as handcuffs or ropes. He stood up, moved his frozen legs and arms, and then tried to open the door of the cold storage, but he soon gave up. The door of the cold storage could not be opened from inside.

The temperature here is about minus one or two degrees. Because he wears very thin inside, although he wears a big coat, he is still shivering with cold, and his physical energy is consumed rapidly in a low-temperature environment. If he doesn't go out, he can only hold on for another 20 minutes at most.

The spirit couldn't penetrate the thick wall of the cold storage. He didn't know if there was anyone next door.

"Hey! Where are you? Let me out!" he shouted.

A wall suddenly lit up. It was originally covered with thick ice. At this time, it was found that there was a large screen of about 70 or 80 inches in the middle.

A three-dimensional, life size man appeared on the screen, with a western face, wearing a white robe and full of divine brilliance.

This screen looks completely different from the usual LCD or PDP. Zhao Pengcheng looked up and found no projector. It is estimated that it is a new technology developed during his ten years in prison.

The people on the screen look very realistic, which is better than watching movies with 3D glasses. If the image of this person was not too dramatic, Zhao Pengcheng almost thought there was a person there. He can't help feeling that during his ten years in prison, naked eye 3D technology has developed so mature. I don't know how the application of VR and AR can be applied to patients' surgery!

The person on the screen took two steps towards him, making people feel as if they were going to come out of the screen.

"Hello, Zhao Pengcheng," said the man.

Zhao Pengcheng asked confusedly, "who are you?"

"I am Cronus, the God of time and space."

"Why are you keeping me here?"

"You will be punished for your crime. You need to experience the redemption of ice and fire to be free. Welcome to the purgatory of ice!" as soon as Cronus stretched out his hand, the shadow of his hand was on the surrounding ice wall, as if the whole ice cellar was Cronus.

For a moment, Zhao Pengcheng almost thought he had really come to the netherworld hell and was being judged by God until he heard another voice:

"Well, Cronus, don't freeze him to death. The professor has questions to ask."

This sound sounds extremely frightening, which is completely different from the magnetic arrival sound effect of Cronus. Then he saw a ghost on the screen, with a pale translucent body looming.

"Oh, well, ghost, I just haven't seen a stranger for a long time. It's a little lonely," Cronus said.

The ghost glanced at Zhao Pengcheng. His eyes seemed to take away people's souls. Rao was shocked that Zhao Pengcheng had dealt with countless dead bodies. His fear not only came from this, but more importantly, he seemed to feel the existence of spiritual power from the ghost.

What the hell is that?

Before he could think more, the picture on the screen changed.

Zhao Pengcheng saw an old man with white hair and beard sitting behind a desk. His half long hair expanded as if his brain had exploded, scattering energy rays outward. He had a hardwood pipe in his mouth and was sucking it.

Zhao Pengcheng looked at the old man and felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. But the image of the old man immediately reminded him of the science maniacs who destroyed the world in comics and movies.

Indeed, it is a world full of two-dimensional color.

He had thought that the ghost and the divine Cronus would stand behind the old man, but they didn't. They seemed to disappear suddenly, and behind the old man stood a bald head with tattoos and looks ferocious. The man's temperament is not at all consistent with the old man and his previous painting style.

"Who are you?" Zhao Pengcheng asked.

"My name is Mei," said the old man.

Zhao Pengcheng finally remembered and said in surprise, "you are the leader of the resistance organization!"

"Oh, yes, for you, we are a resistance organization, but for mankind, we are hope!"