Chapter 67: drive

Shao Heng's cold sweat immediately came down!

If all the tension just now came from Sae Young, then the moment he saw the

empty corner, he was really nervous as if his heart was still for a few

seconds.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..." Shao Heng didn't seem to know what he was

talking about. He just chanted the word repeatedly, unclear whether he was

comforting Sae Young or comforting himself, "Maybe he just woke up early. …"

It's just that in the end he can't say it anymore. After all, how many people

will run around with frozen capsules after waking up?

This situation is too easy for people to think of bad things. For example,

some people took Mr. Shao away with the frozen capsules.

On this dark and silent planet fragment, in a city where it is difficult to

find a living thing, who will come to the hospital to transport an old man's

frozen capsule?

Military? This is the best kind of conjecture, maybe it was protected in

advance as a top mechanical therapist.

But Shao Heng is not an ordinary civilian. He has meetings and official

contacts with the highest level of the military almost every day. He is too

clear about the situation of the military today. They have only been in size

for a few days, even if there is this. Heart, I didn't have this energy

before.

Besides, if it was really the military cadre, they would have communicated the

situation with Shao Heng clearly, how could it be silent?

And if the remaining possibilities of the military department are ruled out,

one by one is more dangerous...

Fortunately, he has dealt with all kinds of dangers for many years, and he has

been tempered a long time ago. Although he was anxious and worried at this

time, he did not turn into flies with chopped heads.

So he quickly noticed some traces in the corner of the wall.

"This is..." Shao Heng walked over and knelt down, scratching his fingers on

the ground—

There is a thin trace on the boundary line between the wall and the ground, as

if some liquid accidentally splashed on it and then flowed down the wall,

because it was too thin and too thin to see the color on the wall for a while.

After being shaved off by Shao Heng and lying in the palm of his hand, there

is a contrast, and the color becomes obvious.

"Flesh..." Shao Heng murmured, twisting his fingers, "Imitation...skin?"

The core of hope was ignited instantly.

"Imitation skin! It must be an agent for artificial skin!" Shao Heng raised

his finger and turned his head and shouted at Sae Young, "I understand! There

are frozen capsules in this corner, why would I splash the agent for

artificial skin? It won’t be like this, my old man woke up early,

For some safety reasons, made a stand-in for yourself and put it in a capsule?

You see, the old man’s full-time job does this. There are so many slabs in the

mechanical library. It takes only a few minutes to spell out an individual,

and then use the artificial skin agent to adjust..."

There are many gaps and jumps in the association in the hurry, which is too

incomplete. But he got more excited as he talked, both to persuade himself and

Sae Young, as if to say a little more, this conjecture became true.

In the process, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the bookshelf, and then his

explanation stopped abruptly.

He turned his head abruptly, stared at the bookshelf for two seconds, his

heart and hands and feet instantly regained consciousness, this time he was

really excited—

When he was very young, he had been addicted to cryptographic games for a long

time. In order to cultivate his interest, or to make him no longer annoying,

Mr. Shao turned his home study into a cryptographic nest.

In this era, paper books have become a mere collection, and Mr. Shao

especially prefers this, so the study room is still full of paper books. He

often hides some information in the color arrangement of the spine of the

book, encrypting it layer by layer, allowing Shao Heng to guess slowly, so

that he can rest for several days without messing around.

Gradually, this became a unique key between their father and son.

"The old man left me a secret sign!" Shao Heng almost called out this

sentence.

Perhaps it was because there was substantial evidence that it was no longer

nonsense, and Sae Yang's expression finally changed a bit, but Shao Heng took

it back after only a glance.

He was so nervous just now that he didn't notice that Sae Young's face was so

terrible.

He pointed to the bookshelf and read the decoded result word by word, "Wen...

Hua... Street..."

No. 33 Wenhua Street.

The moment the address was exited, Sae Young was no longer at the door.

Shao Heng: "...Fuck me!"

In just a few minutes, his heart seemed to have jumped ten times from the

highest point of the planet. When he stood up and chased after him, he

realized that his hands and feet were a little soft, and there was a cold

sweat behind him.

Fortunately, things have not reached the worst point, and his dad is not

evaporating from the world, otherwise he would not dare to imagine what would

happen to him, let alone what would happen to that Mr. Yang.

No. 33 Wenhua Street is a pharmacy, the place is not too big, no more than two

floors above and below.

They quickly turned over, but still did not see the figure of Old Man Shao.

Shao Heng rushed to Sae Yang's madness, and found the trace of the secret sign

on the medicine cabinet again.

This time it is no longer presented with the spine of the book, but with a

design pattern with a color on the side of the pill box.

The essence is the same.

Shao Heng reported an address again with a cold sweat.

This time it was a flower shop. Of course, the flowers had long been rotten

and exuded an unspeakable smell, which made people feel very bad, and to make

matters worse, they were still empty.

Shao Heng reflexively found the colored things in the store, this time it was

a colored ribbon for packaging.

…

Two hours, two full hours.

They changed 12 places. From the secret signs to the placement, he could feel

his father moved in a hurry on several occasions.

The reason for this is not clear, but it is obvious that Mr. Shao didn't

intend to make it so complicated.

He wanted to explain a few words to Mr. Yang, but he didn't dare to speak for

several times. He was afraid that the other party would no longer be able to

suppress the fire.

Yang Zhen, this name is really appropriate!

In the process of running around, he could feel Mr. Yang’s gaze behind his

back. With such gazes, he felt as if he had died several times, but the other

party never really broke out, as if something was happening. Try to suppress

your temper.

2 hours and 40 minutes.

The process was so tormenting that Shao Heng took a few seconds. When he

finally saw his old man in the garage next to a convenience store, he was

about to cry in tears of a rough man in his early 1.8 meters.

The old man was sitting in the corner of the wall at such an age, his head

hanging down and there was no movement.

Shao Heng tremblingly probed his breath, touched his pulse, and then let out a

long sigh: "Alive...alive..."

Then, Mr. Yang finally said the first word in more than two hours: "Go."

People were frightened by this word, and Shao Heng almost thumped and knelt

down to thank him for not killing.

However, the state of the old man is a bit strange, I don't know if he slept

too badly or his physical condition is too bad, and he couldn't wake up after

calling several times.

Shao Heng immediately made a decisive decision, carrying his father on his

back and leaving.

Hesitating here, it is better to directly return to the White Wolf Ship, where

the conditions, facilities and safety are much better.

His heart just fell back into his chest, but he mentioned another thing in his

throat, "It's over, I just forgot, the mechanical therapy device can't be

moved..."

The moment this sentence was finished, he felt that if Mr. Yang had a weapon

in his hand, his head might have been blown.

"The instrument seems to be only the size of a bed, but the structure is too

complicated. All the wires are buried in the walls of the building and lead

directly to the ground. There is a larger adjustment library underground."

That's why Chus had to go back to the villa every time to make adjustments.

His villa was reproduced on the ground and underground, and the device could

not be moved randomly.

After the explanation, Shao Heng felt as if he was standing under the

guillotine.

This kind of problem has no solution at all, the only way is-

"Don't go back again and bring the sir here..." Shao Heng said.

From the previous call, he could feel that time seemed to be very, very

stressful for the sir. This time, it would take twice as much time to be

wasted on the road...

But is there any other way?

No more.

Half an hour later, when Shao Heng was sitting on the driver's seat of a

medium and large rescue aircraft, looking at the 30 synchronized aircraft

information displayed on the screen above the bridge, he didn't know what to

say...

He felt that he had underestimated how crazy Mr. Yang was.

After confirming that the mechanical therapy device could not be moved, this

Mr. Yang blasted through the door of the underground refuge in a very scary

manner. Using synchronized driving, one person made 31 aircraft out.

He used 30 of them to circle the entire planet fragments, keeping them

connected, and then synchronized their driving systems with Shao Heng's side.

He himself drove the large combat aircraft floating outside the debris of the

planet.

"Open." Mr. Yang's deep voice was transmitted to the cockpit through the

aircraft's local area communication.

Shao Heng snapped the jump start button. All the aircraft surrounding the

debris of the entire planet simultaneously opened the large-scale transition

protective cover, and dozens of blue protection circles instantly lit up,

complementing each other and overlapping each other, trapping the debris of

the entire planet.

then…

A huge planet fragment, just like this 8 times.

8 times! !

From the inter-satellite transition to the intra-map transition, long and

short distances are seamlessly connected, one step less can be taken, and one

second can be saved.

But in the end there are still problems.

"Mr. Yang, the distance between us and the White Wolf ship is no longer

available for the jump. This kind of aircraft helps the planetary debris to

make a jump... barely." Shao Heng said with a numb face on his face: "But it's

really going to be dragged so much. It’s impossible for the fragments to sail

seriously. It can’t be dragged, and the driving force is almost impossible. I

have notified the White Wolf ship to move at full speed to our side. Let’s

wait here. It won’t be long, it only takes about half an hour. ."

But he did not expect that Mr. Yang would not wait for half an hour.

Soon, he once again deeply understood the meaning of the name Yang Zhi—

Don’t you drive enough, aren’t you still a little bit motivated?

Okay, let me help you.

Two minutes later, the most "brilliant" scene appeared in the vast sea of

stars—

Saer Young was driving a large combat aircraft, following the thirty aircraft

previously used to jump simultaneously, and at the same time blasted the

largest explosive equivalent of artillery fire at the tail of the planet's

debris.

The huge thrust from the explosion just made up for the poor "that point".

Shao Heng: "My day..."