Chapter 218 Lakeside House

Author: Original Seventh Generation

Chapter 218 Lakeside House

After finishing the source stone sample, Heimdal brought a message - his partner, another researcher here - Henna, who woke up from her deep sleep.

No matter how many possibilities of appearance and temperament were imagined in her heart, Xia Lan felt particularly surprised when she saw her with her own eyes.

Heimdal is a standard handsome man, according to his subconscious imagination,

She looks...too ordinary.

"Are you surprised? Visitors from later generations and these two ladies around you?" Henna asked with a chuckling, not giving people confidence, not showing off, nor eye-catching.

Just like an ordinary young woman on the roadside, passers-by will not look at her for the second time.

"Indeed, it's a bit surprising. I didn't think your surface would be so ordinary." Xia Lan nodded helplessly and agreed, retracting her confused and somewhat offensive look.

"But this is also an advantage, isn't it?" Henna replied indifferently, even then showed a somewhat glad smile.

"In the screening of experimental personnel at that time, even in the end of the world, people thought about how to compete for the quota. Those ostentatious people fought each other, and finally, I, the lucky one, picked up the quota and survived the catastrophe."

Xia Lan could not see a trace of sadness in her eyes, but the touch from her soul was far from this moment.

He suddenly thought--Maybe no one can see sadness in her.

"Yeah." Xia Lan agreed shortly, her eyes sank for a few seconds and asked, "Ms. Henna, what is your identity here?"

Faced with this problem, she had received a brief introduction from Heimdal before, and she didn't seem to be hiding it, and responded directly: "I just represent myself, just like I am still using me as a human being.

The same name."

"How is that..." Xia Lan murmured subconsciously, her eyes scattered on the empty table, and then came to her senses in the unrestrained doubts of the two people around her and explained: "She should mean her

On the side of the two that bear more humanity, prevent Heimdal from losing himself during the long years.”

"Oh, it's boring to say it..." Henna blamed her unhappily, and her eyes floated past the window without leaving any trace of her eyes, who was watching the second group of Terras.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have not responded to her, Henna spread her hands and said, "Look, he doesn't look like he wants to love her."

As the only two "male creatures" present, Xia Lan grinned awkwardly, and did not talk much about this anymore, but asked about the next thing:

"With research, Heimdal said you are more responsible for energy, what else can we do for you?"

"Wait." Henna replied seriously: "We still know nothing about the Source Stone - although you mentioned that it may be related to our civilization, it is just your speculation, but in fact we are also

It cannot be determined before in-depth research.”

"Well...yes." Xia Lan nodded in agreement.

Although he can control the power of the Source Stone with his mysterious talent, until his actual ability reaches a certain level, the power of the Source Stone will still be in a "black box" state, and its underlying operation logic is still unrecognizable.

"So, are you busy now? Do you need to return to the outside world as soon as possible?" Henna asked considerately.

Faced with this problem, Xia Lan touched her chin and said, "Logically speaking, there should be nothing important within two months, but some people may be worried about us."

He took out the terminal and asked, "If it's just sending a signal, can it be done?"

"Yes, but the energy used must be source stone energy." Henna replied: "But before that, the corresponding interface needs to be made, which requires a preliminary understanding of the use of source stone energy."

Xia Lan let go of this worry and asked about another thing she cared about - after returning to Terra Continent from this world, would she be detected by the "it" in the sky.

After he asked this question, the two deep-sea hunters around him who were originally thinking of fishing all the way also showed worried eyes.

Only then did they notice what Heimdal mentioned before - the former civilized people, as long as they appear in the world, they will be locked by some almost ubiquitous force, and then they will be "it"

attack.

So, will they who have had direct contact with the previous civilizations also be included in it?

"..." After Henna was silent for a few seconds, Hemdal, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned around and responded: "Sorry, I haven't told you about this before, and we can't actually give an answer."

"At the end of time, we did not obtain enough samples, and the answers we got were vague, so we could not give an answer to whether you would be included."

Faced with the responses of the two, Xia Lan had to remain silent for a while and said helplessly: "It seems that we are already grasshoppers on the same rope, and it is not a good idea to leave quickly."

"I'm really sorry." Henna bowed apologetically.

...

Compared to the two "ordinary" researchers who still retain the human mind, Xia Lan has his own judgment as a "god" far away from humans than them.

Of course he had doubts about the truth in Heimdal and Henna's mouth, but the desire from the soul made him unable to make a choice to question.

That is the eternity of thousands of years.

That is the loneliness carrying all the last wishes.

That is a sorrow for all dead creatures.

That is the mottled cracks left after repairing the soul for hundreds of times.

These emotions made him feel a little panicked and worried about the endless future he was going to face.

———

When the artificial sky light lit up again in the stellar simulation orbit, Xia Lan was already in the hut by the lake.

"Xia Lan~"

A burst of shouts came from outside, which was exactly why he woke up.

"So what's wrong..." He agreed in a daze, coming back from his dream of marrying the heroine of another work, and then he heard the sound of guns and brainstorms coming from outside.

A thumping sound on the tree.

"They are still sending people here..." he murmured, recalling which batch of them was this?

After discussing what to do yesterday, the two researchers set out the best land for them - the lakeside of the only lake in this ecological park.

I have to say that this imitation wooden small house that took twenty minutes and hours to print was surrounded by lakes and forests. It was almost a perfect house. It was extremely beautiful and fresh. After staying for a night, I felt like I was away from the disputes of the world.

With desire.

After they lived there, two teams of people were added in one night. Including the four teams today, they were more orderly than the first group of people, and they had just arrived in this world.

It was all relieved.

It seems that after the people in front of them "going but not returning", they even wrote their suicide notes.

Then... almost all the teams discovered this beautiful wooden house built by the lake and chose reconnaissance methods that tend to be more tempted.

Then, Scarty and the ghost shark who had not had a good sleep were knocked down.

Xia Lan ignored their shouts twice and slept until now.

By the way, they are one bedroom and Xia Lan is one bedroom.

Because it was on someone else's territory, in a house built by others, and had already seen the powerful vision of God of the previous civilization, the two of them seemed to have no intention of being irritated.

Moreover, Xia Lan did not mean to help them cover up, so they could only endure and focus on other things.

So, beating up these explorers became their greatest fun last night and today.

When Xia Lan walked outside the house with her muscles stretched out, she saw several people tied to the trunks. Among them were Ruper, Caprini, Feilin, Waivan, etc., which seemed to have their own personalities.

Division of labor.

Now they are lowering their heads without saying a word, looking at the grassland under them that is slightly different from the species on the Terra continent, and they don't seem to have the intention to communicate - even if Scarti and the ghost shark were just talking in a common language just now

The same goes for a while.

After all, deep-sea hunters have never been understood by the public, and it is understandable that such perverted physical fitness is regarded as an alien.

Xia Lan looked at their appearance and couldn't help but feel a little pitiful while walking over to interrupt the two deep-sea hunters who were asking a mercenary who seemed to be willing to die.

"I said, you two, as soon as they were sent to save their lives, is it necessary to make things difficult for them so hard?"

Scarty looked at him obediently, while the ghost shark nodded without restraint and said, "Oh, that must be necessary~ I really want to know what happened outside, so what about that ruins.

Now.”

"Then you have to express your identity to them. Those actions you just now must have been regarded as monsters in the ruins."

"But we want to explain, but they don't listen... they don't believe it even if they try their best." Scarty, who was squatting on the side, said weakly, feeling that he had worked very hard.

"Hmph!" The mercenary surrounded by them snorted, noting that Xia Lan's status seemed to be higher than these two alien monsters disguised as peerless beauties, and finally had the idea of ​​opening up.

But when he was about to speak, he found that an irresistible pressure fell on his chin, which made him unable to open his mouth and almost bit his tongue.

"Wuwuwu--!!!" The mercenary who was panicked and thought he was about to be wiped out immediately struggled in panic, staring at him and kicking his legs. His hysterical look made Scarty and the ghost shark feel a little angry.

Feared, he stood up and walked to Xia Lan.

Xia Lan, who suddenly realized that she was too flirting, finally put down her hand, withdrew her spell, coughed lightly and asked, "Ahem, are you planning to speak now?"

"Gudu~Watch...of course..." the mercenary agreed.

"Dicha, you!" "Shut up!" "You can't do this!" "Traitor!" Others who could speak, and the mercenaries who were paying silence and were watching here all showed angry expressions, and the angry look looked like they were

It was like having to bite him two times.

"Bah—!" The mercenary called Deka immediately spat and said aggrievedly: "It's not you who have been beaten several times. When you meet both of them, you run away by yourself. Can't you run away?
To be continued...