Chapter 222 The Long Journey Home
The huge fish tail raised transparent waves on the sea surface, reflecting the sunlight. The scene was extremely beautiful. Unfortunately, the man standing on the shore did not know how to appreciate this beauty.
Watching the wounded mermaid's back disappearing, Rong Yuan recalled how the mermaid was so impatient to return to the sea and refused to receive treatment on the shore, as well as how she looked back with an expression that seemed to want to say something but hesitated when she was finally released into the sea. He shook his head and turned away.
"Noah, do two things for me." Rong Yuan held the headset and said, "First, search the world for any abnormal phenomena after the mecha war - don't miss any clues. Second, book me a flight to City A."
If Pea also falls in some corner of the planet after the thunder (this possibility is very high), then as long as it is not as unlucky as him to end up in some deserted place, perhaps when it falls it will cause some strange phenomenon to attract people's attention. In today's society, even if a hen lays two more eggs, people will discuss it online with great interest. Therefore, if there is something a little bit strange, you can always find some clues by searching carefully on the Internet.
After waiting for so long, the pea did not fulfill its promise to return automatically. For Rong Yuan, there are only two possibilities: either the pea fell asleep or fell into other abnormal conditions (such as amnesia? ) after the heavenly punishment, which made it unable to return to Rong Yuan; or the pea, which carried out the heavenly punishment, hid somewhere due to meaningless emotions such as guilt and did not dare to return to Rong Yuan. But no matter which possibility, the result is the same for him: if the mountain does not come to me, then I will go to the mountain. He has never forgotten his promise to the pea - you are my partner who walks side by side with me, whether it is one day, one year, a hundred years, or even longer, you must accompany me.
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Many things will give you a completely different look if you look at them from a different angle. For example, this pigeon with a gray-black neck and snow-white wings is the most common one in its group. In the eyes of humans, it is just a common bird that is far less beautiful than a white pigeon. But when you look closer and zoom in appropriately, you will find that each of its feathers is not exactly the same color. The gray-black color of the neck from a distance, when viewed separately on the feathers, can be seen as a natural transition of light gray, dark blue, dark green, light black and other colors. Each fiber has a dazzling and moist color.
But the only thing that would observe it carefully from this distance and engrave all the details in its mind at a glance is the tiny life lying behind it.
The soaring bird drew a smooth arc in the sky. It flew very high, higher than any building within sight. People did not pay attention to an ordinary pigeon, which was almost a small black dot in the sky. Therefore, no one noticed that behind it, there was a life that looked very much like a human and was the size of an adult's fist.
The pea rode on the pigeon's back, its dark eyes wide open, staring intently at the direction that seemed to be pulled by a thread in the dark.
Although I don’t know how far it is, Rongyuan is there.
It has a ring on its back, which seems a little too big for its body, just like a normal person carrying a pot cover, but if you look closely, you will find that the ring is actually in the shape of a ring.
The pigeon flew very fast, but Pea was motionless. The coldness and strong wind pressure in the sky seemed to have no effect on it. It didn't even blink. Its face was stern, its mouth was pursed into a line, and its eyes were still for a long time. It looked a bit like Rong Yuan before, but with more determination.
In the heavenly punishment, Rong Yuan dispersed the thunder, which seemed to have touched the blockade line in Wandou's memory, and it suddenly remembered some past events.
——Not much. To be honest, it was just some scattered images. Perhaps because its memory was triggered by the heavenly punishment, most of what it recalled were about the heavenly punishment.
So many contractors... those faces filled with astonishment, pain, disbelief, pleading, resentment, and hatred...
Those who had survived the thunderbolt by chance because they had practiced martial arts before, felt the pain of being betrayed, the hatred of being deceived, and the hope that there would be no punishment in the future due to the lack of executors... The familiar faces were distorted by various complex emotions, perhaps with guilt and reluctance, but the weapons that chopped down did not hesitate at all...
Will it be different this time?
Accompanying him day and night, the one who knows the contractor best is none other than the weapon spirit. It knows very well that Rong Yuan will not take chances or vent his anger on others, but betrayal is what he cannot tolerate the most. What is the difference between its behavior and betrayal? Even if it is manipulated, even if it apologizes, but no matter how many times the same situation occurs, it has only one choice. Since it cannot change, what is the point of apologizing?
And...if Rong Yuan hadn't suddenly realized the power to dispel lightning at the last moment, he would be dead now, and it would be the murderer. It wouldn't even have a chance to apologize, and wouldn't even remember Rong Yuan's existence. Its memory would return to a blank, and it would fall asleep in the ownerless "Book of Merits" until the next contractor exchanged it as a "useful special prop", and then repeated the same mistakes again and again.
How sad.
However, even though the pea knew that the end of this journey might be death, it did not hesitate at all. Its small hand grasped the pigeon's neck, skillfully controlling its flying direction and height, and rushed to the end of this journey.
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One plane landed smoothly under the guidance of the control center, and another plane roared into the sky. Except when the weather was particularly bad, the airport in City A was always in this extremely busy state.
Another wave of tourists gathered around the luggage conveyor belt, and some of them looked nervous, as if their suitcases would be engulfed in flames if they didn't grab them in time. Some people packed simply, carrying only a suitcase with them, and didn't need to check it in when boarding the plane, and could leave directly after getting off the plane.
But there is something even simpler - apart from a few cards and cash in his pockets, he has nothing on his body. His dark sunglasses block his face, but his tall figure looks very eye-catching.
Rong Yuan actually doesn't like sunglasses, as he always feels that his vision is greatly limited and what he sees is highly distorted. But now that "Dr. Rong" is a household name in the country, if people see that they "look alike", even if they are not mistaken for the same person, it may cause trouble.
The summer climate in City A is always hot and humid. As soon as I walked out of the airport, I was hit by a rolling heat wave. At the same time, there were business cards of hotels, flyers of various travel agencies for parent-child tours and famous attractions, air-conditioned buses to several nearby cities, beggars in shabby but clean clothes, rental information... and all kinds of weird things.
He saw delicate beauties in ancient costumes who claimed to have accidentally traveled to the modern era, young men and women with pretty faces and decent figures standing on the roadside holding signs such as "Seeking sponsorship" and "Seeking one-night stand", guys who used special effects makeup techniques to paint themselves into a half-human, half-ghost look walking around as if they were promoting some game, couples huddled together at the airport gate and cried their hearts out as if they were parting forever, someone suddenly started running around screaming hysterically and the airport responded very quickly as if they were used to it, and many monks, nuns, missionaries, sisters, lamas and other people wearing various religious costumes handing out flyers to recruit people to join the religion. The most bizarre thing was that there were actually many people listening carefully and asking them something, and some people would suddenly burst into tears while talking.
Even though Rong Yuan was a man of steel, he still felt a little scared when he saw such an abnormal situation. He felt as if he had fallen into an abnormal world with a strange style. He almost avoided the guy who looked mentally ill with great tension. It took him twice as long as normal to get to the taxi place. After waiting for several minutes, he successfully got a taxi.
The taxi driver was a silent man. He had no interest in talking except asking about the destination. His eyes looked a bit fierce. Compared to a noisy driver, Rong Yuan felt more comfortable with this attitude. He sat in the passenger seat and looked out the window at the changes in the city over the past four years, which matched the changes in his memory one by one.
People who live there may find it difficult to feel the changes, and may even feel that the city they live in has not changed in the past ten years. But in the eyes of those who have been away from home for a long time, the changes are so obvious that it almost feels like this is not the same place.
The roads have changed. The familiar buildings on the roadside have disappeared, replaced by taller and unfamiliar skyscrapers; the small shops he used to frequent have been razed to the ground, and the original site has become a parking lot for a large shopping mall; even the street lights and bus stops look different from before, and the shrubs in the green belts are no longer the same as before, and the buses have changed so much that he doesn't even know how to swipe his card; the stars showing their smiles and beauty on the roadside billboards are people he has never seen or heard of; the movie being promoted is the third in the series, but when he left, the news of the filming of the first part had just been announced; not to mention those seemingly popular games and products, Noah wouldn't have known what they were unless he asked.
Familiar and unfamiliar scenes appeared alternately, and the time difference effect brought about by interstellar travel was displayed so vividly in front of him for the first time, even making people dizzy.
Rong Yuan closed his eyes.
The taxi happened to stop at a red light . To save fuel, the driver did not turn on the air conditioner, but opened the windows on both sides. When the car stopped, Rong Yuan suddenly felt something passing through the window and landing on his legs. He opened his eyes and saw that a young monk who looked only in his teens had taken advantage of the car to stop and quickly threw a piece of paper in through the window. Rong Yuan picked up the paper and saw that it was a leaflet full of incomprehensible words, which seemed to be very philosophical and seemed to be just talking in his sleep. The ultimate purpose was still very clear, which was to persuade people to give alms and that Buddha would bless you.
The paper was snatched away in a flash. The driver tore it into several pieces and threw them away. Still not satisfied, he rushed out of the car in a rage, ran a few hundred meters, grabbed the monk, slapped him twice, yelled at him, and then dragged him into the car.
During this period, the vehicles stuck on the road by the taxi that had lost its driver instead of honking their horns to urge the taxi to speed up, some people cheered loudly and some even applauded.
Rong Yuan found that he could no longer understand this world.
The driver stuffed the bruised monk into the back seat. The driver angrily returned to the driver's seat. When he saw Rong Yuan, the passenger, he tried to calm down with an embarrassed look and squeezed out a sentence: "My son."
Rong Yuan understood that in this society where most families have only one child, no one wants their son to become a monk and then skip school to distribute flyers on the street.
But the driver's anger was obviously different from what Rong Yuan thought. He slapped the steering wheel in annoyance and cursed: "It's all the fault of those damn aliens!"
--Why?
