Convention - Ch. 8 No Turning Back

Fickleness, a characteristic probably engraved in human genetics, was there from ancient times to the present.

Just like lawyers, the defender originally be for justice and the law, to ensure that the innocent are not wronged, the sinners receive a reasonable degree of punishment; lawyers should be the counterweight on the scale of the law, to ensure that it does not tilt to any side. But no one knows when the voice of ‘lawyers should be the first to ensure the interests of their clients, and it is the responsibility of lawyers to protect their clients’ emerged, regardless of whether the person is guilty or not, and whether he or she has been punished properly. Today, this voice is no longer new but has even become mainstream, replacing the so-called ‘clichés’.

This fickleness of human beings was not entirely unhelpful, and it can even be said that without this fickleness, human beings would not have come this far today, fickleness prompted people to think about the future and doubt history. But once someone deliberately want to use this fickleness to seize the benefits, then everything will change.

Who is the first person to realize this and use it for profit? Even Mo ShiXin, who knows a whole brief history of the world by heart, can’t tell.

She no longer fidgeted as she had earlier, but just sat calmly sat at her desk. She carefully estimated that she had just shed tears for about thirty minutes. That kind of waste was enough for her to finish a book.

Although she was shedding tears, she knew she was not crying; people only cry when they are sad, and she felt only anger now.

In the eighteen years of her life, she had never had much energy or opportunity to show ‘anger’ as a feeling, and even in her rebellious period, she had never had an argument with her father. The world regarded the students in Dunkeld’s class as geniuses, and Mo ShiXin was the best of the bunch, but her heart was also ignorantly aware that she was an impostor who relied on sole memorization to pass herself off as a ‘smart person’. She was the honest child to her teachers, and in a sense, it was a kind of servility — she never dared to offend someone or express her displeasure with them. Because it would start an argument, and in an argument, people show strength, and impostors don’t have strength.

Because of her anger, she felt for the first time in her life that her mind would be so inspired and quick in thought. After talking to Uncle Chen on the phone, in just twenty minutes, she actually came up with nearly a thousand ways to get back at the man who had wronged her father.

She replayed these torments over and over again in her head, some from history books, some she came up with herself, yet even that couldn’t get the question that started it all out of her head.

Father, why does he want to seek death.

Although Chen Yang did not spill more information, but she knew her father’s character, until the last resort, her father was always very positive and optimistic, Herman must have done something unforgivable.

She walked toward the bathroom, then closed the door smoothly, stared at the glistening faucet, and reached out her hand. She wanted to sink into the water, to calmly think about everything, to deduce all that could happen, and then to make the decision that she would avenge her father’s dignity.

Just a moment before she was about to touch the faucet, she winced violently.

There was a loud bang from the pager in her white coat, and the thing bounced around in her pocket like a rabbit, and she turned off the machine, which was jerking madly in the midst of the noise, as fast as she could.

She glared at the contents of the pager, which had only two letters on it, RS.

This represented an emergency security situation, and as required by the training manual before arriving, all personnel now had to go to the lobby to gather and wait for instructions. Although her mood was overwhelmingly anxious, Mo ShiXin immediately got dressed, and when she pushed open the door to her room, she was shocked by what was in front of her.

In the narrow aisle, people were carrying large bags of things, passing back and forth, rubbing shoulders, almost like thieves who had come to break into the empty door to rob. She froze and looked around at the crowd passing by in front of her, suddenly a little overwhelmed. The situation made her panic as if something had really happened.

Suddenly she felt her right shoulder was hit by something. It was not a light blow, almost knocked her off her feet, she instantly lost her balance and then fell on a broad and strong chest.

“Be careful not to get in the way, okay?”

The one who hit Mo ShiXin was an old woman, her colleague, usually known for her chronic nature, but now with this agitated attitude, Mo ShiXin almost thought she was a stranger.

The old woman didn’t wait for Mo ShiXin to react, she picked up the things scattered on the ground by herself, and then hurriedly walked towards the side again. The flowing crowd paused for a moment just because of this collision, and continued to flow again.

Mo ShiXin looked at her colleague’s distant back and didn’t know what to say.

“Are you okay?”

A voice from behind her pulled her back to reality, and only then did she realize that she was in a position where she couldn’t keep her balance at all and fell on top of someone.

She tilted her head to look behind her, only to see a dark-skinned, dignified man with a clean, fresh flat hair, looking down at her with a somewhat troubled and worried look.

This man is carrying a high-built cargo in one hand, the other hand half-support and half-embrace her body. Even Mo ShiXin, who was completely insulated from the affairs of men and women, instantly noticed the awkwardness of her current posture and hurriedly braced herself against the man’s chest to stand firm.

“I’m fine…sorry.”

Mo ShiXin blushed, stroked her bangs of hair, and took two steps back towards the man.

“It’s okay, are you okay?”

The man said, then put down the goods piled on one shoulder and held it up with two hands again.

Mo ShiXin looked at the man, broad-boned, well-proportioned body, looks very tall, and that slightly dark skin, so that his whole body exudes testosterone. From the looks of his dress, he should be a member of the supply unit.

“I’m fine, that, what’s everyone doing? Did something happen at the base?”

Hearing this, the man’s eyebrows twitched as he answered Mo ShiXin’s question.

“Didn’t you get the notice that everyone is evacuating this base?”

“Evacuation? Why?”

Mo ShiXin didn’t react, this was too sudden, just a moment ago everyone was fine, how come they suddenly had to evacuate? But she was almost sure that it was related to the RS of the pager before.

“Abnormal climate, there is a horrible cold current that is going to pass through this base, the temperature can reach negative one hundred degrees.”

“So that’s how it is ……”

Mo ShiXin listened and nodded.

A hundred degrees below zero, honestly for this base is actually nothing, in the early preparations they try to make a variety of devices and instruments to work in extreme conditions, but that is based on the ‘completion’ of the final result of this project. It is to create a self-maintenance, repair, troubleshooting intelligent Mechanical group, although all the instruments brought can endure extremely low temperatures, to complete the assembly of these instruments configuration still requires human. Even if the base has powerful heating equipment, but there is no way for people to endure this intensity, evacuation is the last resort.

“It’s just as well.” Mo ShiXin thought to herself, she can immediately return home to visit her father.

“You haven’t packed your bags yet?” The man asked.

“No…not yet.”

“Then you’d better hurry, because the cold front is turning suddenly, so the evacuation requires that you do it as soon as possible.”

“I understand, I’ll be quicker.”

“If you need any help you can call me, my work number is 01060923271807 ………”

“Okay, thanks.”

“You can use a piece of paper to remember, the security section’s weird rules, and I’m not sure what they write the numbers based on.”

“No, I remembered, 0106092327180714081941649149349386423100174347012401.”

The man froze for a moment, surprised by Mo ShiXin’s memory, then nodded slightly and left with the pile of stuff in his arms.

Mo ShiXin returned to her room, carefully sorted out her things, and packed these into an old travel bag that had belonged to her father and had been given to her when she came to Iceland.

She does not have anything special to take, after all, here, there are little necessities, the people outside with big bags are taking the information and records or something, and their group’s information has always been Lanna in the management, so ……

The idea of this made her tapped her head, this is a problem.

The work records and information are managed by Lanna, but because Lanna always complains about the state of work is interrupted by phone calls and paging, so she never brings any communication supplies, and she does not know if she has received news of the evacuation. This woman who does not hear things outside the window often misses some notifications, maybe now is hiding in a secluded corner to work.

No choice, Mo ShiXin had to go directly to her.

She put on her backpack, squeezed through the stream of people, and hurriedly ran towards the laboratory area, which was pitch black. Just before, she and Lanna fixed the engine together, she went back to her room when there was still electricity, indicating that the electricity should be cut off for the evacuation, then Lanna should no longer be in the laboratory.

But Mo ShiXin is still a bit uneasy, so she ran towards Lanna’s room again, to see if Lanna is already in the room to pack things, and there is so much information, she can’t finish packing alone.

Lanna’s room is in the senior living area, where all the GST executives live, the bottom staff is not allowed to enter, but Mo ShiXin is different, she has the navigator key given by Lanna.

Unlike the general staff’s living quarters, the executives’ living quarters were quiet, with only one or two people walking briskly down the open aisles, so it seems they were probably the first to prepare, and perhaps they knew the news earlier than anyone else.

Lanna’s room was in a deeper part of the living area, and the outside walls were conspicuously painted sky blue in a maverick fashion.

Mo ShiXin first rang the doorbell at the door and knocked, but there was no response inside, so she had to open Lanna’s room with an iris scan. Lanna was quite fair on this point, as she was able to enter Mo ShiXin’s room at will, and gave Mo ShiXin permission to enter her room at will, although Mo ShiXin never used it.

When she walked into Lanna’s room, Mo ShiXin was surprised to see that there was a mess in front of her.

Bedsheets, covers, underwear, hard drives, and a mess of draft paper and other things spread irregularly on the floor, is this how Lanna usually works …… Although this woman’s life is sloppy, her work is quite neat, she can not leave hard drives and reports as a mess.

Did someone enter her room, or did she just look for something on her own? What was in front of her was too absurd to be logical.

Mo ShiXin picked up a piece of paper from the floor and found that it was handwritten information. Lanna had always insisted on using paper media to record research information, and she had an innate distrust of computers and artificial intelligence.

Since the information is still here, it also means that Lanna has not taken all the information away, so what exactly did she pack away?

Mo ShiXin scanned the room and found that the huge display case that Lanna was so proud of was empty.

Apparently, she took her toys and models away as a priority.

She really believed that Lanna was the one who could do such a thing. She had no choice but to bend her knees and start picking up the scattered draft papers one by one on the floor, except that they were all out of order, probably because Lanna had messed them up when she was scrambling to rescue her toys.

She made up her mind that no matter how much Lanna begged her on her knees to help her organize the information, she would never do it.

As she walked slowly among the scattered pieces of paper like Pac-Man, she suddenly noticed that one piece of information on the ground was not quite the same as the others. That one had been properly stapled, so it wasn’t out of order and wasn’t thrown into every corner of the room.

She subconsciously bypassed the scattered pieces of paper, reached out, and dragged the stack of information over, and on the white A4 printing paper, black printing oil was printed with a string of words, and this string of words made Mo Shixin break out in a cold sweat.

‘Mo HeSheng’s psychotherapy records and treatment recommendations’.

Mo Shixin flipped the first page from it, the table of contents, and after a cursory sweep, she suddenly realized that the ‘half a day’ Chen Yang had said to her was a pun. When she talked to Chen Yang on the phone before, Chen Yang said that her father was locked up by Herman when he went to find him, but there was no off-line time, and he led him out in half a day.

This half a day does not mean twelve hours, but refers to ‘a very long time’, as for his motive of using such ambiguous words, Mo ShiXin felt that he was afraid to worry her.

Uncle Chen is not what a dignified figure in the GST, with his status, it should take about half a month to get her father out..

And according to the report’s table of contents, her father was held for at least nearly a month.

Each sub-item of the table of contents consisted of shocking words, and it seemed to go on every single day.

Mo ShiXin’s hand trembled a little as she turned to the first page of the report, the introduction.

In the introduction, the author of the report claimed that Mo HeSheng’s various unreasonable demands were supposedly from mania, anxiety, and some obscure psychological disorders, and that considering the Mo family’s status and history in GST, in order to avoid a possible scandal from Mo HeSheng’s various outlandish actions, it was, therefore, necessary to treat Mo HeSheng by all means.

This quote alone is a bunch of nonsense, there is no reasonable medical-psychological assessment at all except for the unfounded speculation and slander.

Mo ShiXin wiped the sweat from her fingers and turned back another page.

The treatment for Mo HeSheng included psychological counseling, electroshock aversion therapy, drug aversion therapy, suggestion therapy, behavioral cognitive therapy, and even …… a modified prefrontal lobotomy.

“My God …… them, what the hell did they do!”

Now, Mo ShiXin understood, this is not at all a treatment, this treatment plan is pressed to be prepared to kill her father, those therapies are nothing more than to rehearsal and hide the shame. GST can not stop her father to adhere to their own ideas, so they intend to ‘kill’ him.

This surgery, invented in the 1930s, treats violent tendencies and ADHD by removing a portion of the prefrontal lobe of the brain …… Its inventor even won a Nobel Prize — until the procedure proved to have huge side effects.

This procedure is essentially the same as the ancient use of mercury to treat various diseases. The reduction in symptoms is actually nothing more than the symptoms of mercury allergy and mercury poisoning overshadowing the original disease. The prefrontal lobe of the brain is the largest part of the brain and the most important part, and although people who have undergone excisional surgery will appear calm, settled, and gentle, this is really only due to the patient’s lowered IQ. The surgery destroys the person’s personality and turns him or her into a walking corpse. For a scientist whose life is valued by the mind, thinking, inspiration, and creativity, such a person is already dead.

Although the authors claim that this modified prefrontal brain surgery and Antonio Egas Moniz’s are something completely different in concept, a chemical approach to high precision partial excision that does not unduly affect IQ and imagination. But it was clearly a lie that no part of the brain was redundant, it was a complete and utter murder.

Mo ShiXin clenched her hand tightly, just reading two pages, she already felt no need to read on, what came next, she felt she didn’t have the courage to read. She hated so much that she wanted to tear this report to shreds right now.

But before that, she forced herself to turn the report over again, there was one more thing that had to be done. She skipped straight through the middle of all the content and turned it to the last page.

She had to know who the author of this report was, with a chance to get revenge in the future.

But, to her disbelief, the name at the end of the report was a familiar name.

Lanna Ginsberg.

And at the back of the report, there was a small hard drive attached. Shakily, she took it off and opened the computer, which showed a man, emaciated and handcuffed, in an interrogation room.

It was none other than her father, Mo HeSheng. Then the voice of Lanna came from outside the video.

“Hello, Professor Mo, how are you doing?” The voice was the same as the usual Lanna, reminding Mo ShiXin of the same tone she used whenever she barged into her room.

“Open the door, cut the crap and let me go right now.” Mo HeSheng raised his head slightly and stared at the back of the camera with cloudy eyes. “Do you know what you’re doing? Since when did the group become a concentration camp!”

His voice was a bit hoarse and not as strong as his words. Mo ShiXin did not dare to guess what treatment her father had suffered through, she just felt that the voice was like a hook and claw that had a deadly grip on her heart.

“Professor Mo, I hope you can take responsibility for your words, the group has made you, I think you will offend the whole group by saying that.” Lanna said coldly.

“You fart!” Mo HeSheng spat, “It’s obvious that we people made the group! Three generations of us have worked for the group, huh, but it’s people like you who have gained power, and that’s what’s most chilling.”

“Professor Mo, I hope you can calm down, after all, from my personal point of view, I very much want to help you, although we have different concepts, but after all, ShiXin is my student.”

“What do you want to do?! You want to use my daughter to blackmail me?” Mo HeSheng stared deathly at the back of the camera, his cheeks red with anger.

Lanna laughed lightly, then seemed to ponder for a moment, and with increasingly pronounced footsteps, the woman appeared in the camera. She stood in front of MoHeSheng and spoke, “No, I think you’re mistaken. I think she has a promising future, and although her starting point is questionable, I think she’s worked hard enough.”

“What do you mean?” Mo HeSheng seemed a little flustered.

“I don’t think she can get into Dunkeld’s class with her qualifications, and while I don’t have much proof, I have the power.” Lanna raised her hand and dragged her glasses, laughing.

“You’re a vile person, you’re worse than Herman.”

“I don’t disagree with what you’re saying, but so are almost all the executives in GST.” Lanna nodded in agreement, “I can say with a big smile that we can build a hero or we can bring someone down, all it takes is a little control of public opinion, a little.”

“What do you want now?”

“Turn in all your research materials on astronomy, then we destroy them, you go home to retire, Mo ShiXin is under my control, that’s all, she’s not like you, she will become the backbone of the group.”

Mo HeSheng moved his eyes away and muttered, “How could she have a teacher like you.”

“You don’t have the right to choose, unless you want to become useless.”

Hearing such a threat, Mo HeSheng smiled back, but his scattered hair made him look very wretched.

“Lanna, in our culture, there is such a word — ‘backbones’, you can take away everything from me, but you can’t take away my ‘backbones’. I’m taking my daughter with me and leaving the group.”

Lanna didn’t seem surprised by Mo HeSheng’s answer at all, she shrugged, “I’ll look up the word, here’s the deal, I’ll give you a gift.”

“What?”

Lanna turned around and spoke as she walked.

“I heard you observed an anomaly occurring in some galaxy, I don’t know anything about astronomy, so I’ll give you a phone, an old one from the 70’s, worth a lot of money. Maybe you need it to contact your alien friends, hahaha ……”

In the evening, Mo ShiXin stood on the deck looking into the distance.

On the distant horizon, Iceland was getting farther and farther away from her, a small island of just over three million square kilometers (its size had plummeted due to rising sea levels) against the backdrop of large ice floes.

In the dusk, Iceland slowly disappeared, calm as a huge wedge, emerged into the sea a little, around the erratic ice floes, rolled up huge waves that can not shake it, the land just stood quietly on the surface of the sea, and gradually disappeared from her sight, same with Mo ShiXin’s killing intent, buried deep in her heart.

“It’s finally time to go home.”

The woman standing beside her said in a calm tone.

This woman did not seem to perceive what would happen next, nor did she realize that her sin had been exposed.

“Well, yeah.”

Mo ShiXin lied, she knew very well in her heart that this woman could not go back home, no one on these ships could go back.

Even the baby sleeping soundly in this woman’s arms.

This is the first time Mo ShiXin saw her embrace her daughter, although she was still wearing a white coat, but more than ever she looked like a mother.

“I miss my father, he’s getting old.”

Mo ShiXin said, looking over at Lanna.

“Yes.”

The woman smiled at her, then looked away to the icebergs.

“People our age don’t have much time left, people get older, and the people and things they used to care about don’t matter anymore.”

“Do you have people you care about too? Mrs. Lanna.”

Mo ShiXin said coldly, the last bit of the Icelandic spire also sank at this time, completely invisible.

A fierce sea breeze blew a dark cloud over the prow of the ship.

She looked up, only to see the dark cloud tinged with the murky color of dusk, dirty, soiling the entire surface of the sea directly opposite, the hue as if it were the end of the world.

“Teacher, do you believe in the heavens?”

She felt that what she was about to do next was known to someone other than her.

And this person is in the sky, non-believer her really thought so, otherwise how could the sky show such a sad and eerie hue. She felt that this person in the sky was looking at her through the thick clouds.

“Mrs. Lanna, why did you give me the key?” Mo ShiXin turned around and walked towards the stairs of the lower deck.

“You are my last disciple.”

The woman looked at her back and said.

The words made Mo ShiXin hesitate for a moment, but then moved on.

Mo ShiXin did not turn around to see the woman’s face, she was afraid to see Lanna’s face, she did not know if it was her face or just a mask.

She could no longer trust this woman, even if she outwardly showed much genuine concern, it was nothing but a lie, she was just a great actress.

Lanna Ginsberg, you must be punished.

Walking down the stairs section by section, Mo ShiXin had never felt her feet would be so heavy, as if the earth’s gravity had steeply increased by hundreds of times, and every time her feet stepped on the metal stairs with worn paint, she heard the thick and terrible rattling echoes crashing back and forth between the narrow stairs.

With each step-down, she had to take several sharp breaths, as if the steps led straight to hell.

Slowly, as she got deeper, she could smell something off, burrowing into her nostrils.

She knew it was nothing more than nicotine, but it smelled like steaming sulfur, making her gasp for air, even as the idea of going back to the ground to breathe again sprang to mind.

But she didn’t look back, there was no turning back.

Finally, she reached the next level, and just then she heard a violent coughing sound and saw the source of that hellish smell.

It was Herman, the best of GST, the shadow emperor of science. For this man, Mo ShiXin had only met him once at the pledge meeting when she had just come to the Iceland base.

In her memory, the Herman on the lectern was a pompous man, and in terms of the education she received as a child, such a person would not be a scientist, just a politician.

“You are ……”

Herman frowned and stared at Mo ShiXin for a moment.

Compared to when he first arrived a few years ago, he was now completely different, his face was as pale as rotten wood that was about to rot, his eyes were deeply sunken, and his stubble was growing messily like weeds. As the chief of the program, Herman never showed his face in front of them, the front-line workers.

“I remembered …… you are, Mo HeSheng’s daughter ……”

The words have not finished and Herman violently coughed, he coughed while covering his mouth, while half of the cigarette in his hand pestled out, after a while, his mouth spit out a large puddle of disgusting liquid.

“daug-daughter, right? Sorry, I’ve got a few tumors on my lungs, ugh ……”

He said breathlessly, and although it seemed that he was trying to laugh at himself, it sounded like the whimper of a dead man.

This is considered retribution, Mo ShiXin thought to himself.

The one who had always persecuted his father and most hated was always him, and now this unbeatable, arbitrary technological tyrant had ended up in such a sympathetic state, which could only be described as retribution.

“Is it lung cancer?”

Mo ShiXin asked coldly and got that answer she wanted.

“Yes, it is, it’s hopeless.”

“Hmm.”

“Breathe softly, you don’t breathe too much of my second-hand smoke …… cough ……”

Said Herman, who started coughing violently again.

“GST, humanity, the future, still need young people like you …… death penalty.”

This death penalty in Herman’s words made Mo ShiXin puzzled for a moment, but she immediately reacted again, Herman said ‘ShiXin’, just like he always called his father’s name ‘Heshen’, he always pronounced it wrong.
[TLN: 死刑，世心 similar pronounciation.]

But this is ironic, to say the least, death penalty …… which is exactly what Mo ShiXin is trying to do at the moment, pronounce a death sentence on the Dunkeld family.

“I have something, that I, have to tell, you.”

Hermann spoke up, as if just opening his throat now required him to make a great effort, and thus spoke brokenly, as a stammer.

“You know …… me and, your father, have not been, getting along.”

“I know.”

“But I ……”

The man suddenly began to gasp for air again, and covered his chest, back against the wall and slowly collapsed.

Mo ShiXin just looked at the old man, huddled in pain in the smell of smoke, not the slightest intention to go forward to help a hand, just that coldly.

“I, in fact, do not, hate him.”

Herman struggled on the ground, he was completely out of breath, but still holding his breath, trying to finish the sentence.

“I, probably, won’t live to go back, please, you help me, tell my, apologies.”

Mo ShiXin stared at him, did not answer, only slightly lowered her head, apologies do not reduce the weight of a person’s sin.

“It’s too late.”

She murmured in a low voice, but I’m afraid that Herman, in his state, couldn’t hear her.

“Don’t …….”

The voice in front of her abruptly stopped, and in the narrow aisle, the violent gasping and strong nicotine instantly disappeared, and Herman’s body suddenly became like smoke, turning into a mist that slowly dissipated.

This may be the last vision of humanity left she had received.

It’s so cold as if the bone marrow is frozen.

Looking up at the sky, it was a blur.

No, that thing, it is not the sky, but only has the color of the sky, looks like the sky.

It was the sea, the burning sea.

A little red, like a sunset, a little blue, like a clear sky, and a little yellow, like dusk.

As I slowly sank, I kept staring at the sky.

I remember that I continued down the steps. When I reached the last floor, the smell of smoke that was on my body when I met Herman still lingered, although it was all fake.

The sound of electricity and machinery coming from the steel plate was loud, and I knew I had reached the place, so I squeezed the ‘key’ in my hand a little tighter.

Since there was only one icebreaker capable of operating in the harsh environment of Northern Europe, the evacuation from Evacuation Iceland was carried out in three batches, as planned.

The first group was the management and senior scientific staff, the second group was the general scientific staff, and the third group was the rest of the people.

And I was one of the members of the first batch of evacuation.

At that time, I was clutching the small ‘key’ in my hand, which was used to unlock the central computer privileges of the ship. The course of the icebreaker, at the very beginning, was well detected by drones, completely avoiding the reefs and icebergs.

In other words, only a small change in value, the icebreaker will hit something that should not be encountered, and then sink, and to ensure that all the people on board die, I need to be far enough away from Iceland to do this work.

Otherwise, maybe the Icelandic base would be able to organize a rescue team in time.

But was this something that had to be done?

I asked to myself.

Yes, it has to be done.

I replied to myself.

As long as the GST is still a monopoly of science, there will be no organization that is purely dedicated to science.

I have decided that I will die for science. There may still be people on this ship who are genuinely dedicated to science, but it is a necessary sacrifice, and we will all be martyrs for the truth, and they will not walk alone on the road to the yellow spring.
[TLN: Place to reincarnate to next world, similar to underworld.]

I have forgotten how I operated the computer, and how I set a course.

I only remember that after the violent shaking, everything stopped, the lights did not come on, and the sound of electricity and machine operation coming through the steel plates disappeared, which means I succeeded, although I do not know whether I hit the reef or the iceberg.

Originally, I thought I would just stay in this place and wait for the water to slowly come in and drown, or rather wait for the instruments somewhere to short-circuit and trigger an explosion and just die here, but after careful consideration, I felt I needed to make a trip back to the deck.

Lanna Ginsberg is still there.

I’m going to see her face and see how that murderer finally confessed.

She said she was a believer in God and that she would surely repent.

In the violent shaking, I wobbled and climbed the stairs upward.

Unlike when I went down, I was perhaps too anxious to see the ugly emotions that the woman showed due to panic, so my steps were extra light.

The higher I went up, the more I could hear the howling of people, the sounds that I could not normally hear.

Scientists from all over the world were making fancy wails in their native languages, English, German, Japanese, Spanish, and as I went up, I carefully discerned Hebrew among them.

But to my dismay, there was no Hebrew among them, and by the time I finally made it to the end of the stairs, the deck was overflowing with people, some of whom were huddled around the edge of the side chords, hesitant to jump off. Some were scrambling for swimming rings that didn’t do much good, and others were on their knees, temporarily clutching the toes of the gods.

The rest of the people were jumping down.

Most of these people thinking of jumping down have grabbed the protective clothing prepared by the ship. The equipment can maintain one’s body temperature and can fight the pressure at the bottom of the sea to some extent, except that …… it is very heavy. In order to fight the extremely low climate, protective clothing made surprisingly heavy, generally to be attached to the safety rope to go down to the bottom of the sea. And that horrible cold current will soon catch up with the research vessel, the sea will be frozen, the people who fell into the water, I’m afraid they can never swim up, and all will be frozen.

Lanna wouldn’t have jumped already, that would be a shame.

I looked at the sky once again, and sure enough, there was someone in the sky.

The color of the sky was getting dirty, the shape of the clouds was getting distorted, it was almost like someone was crying with a blossoming face, very much in line with the appearance of a creator who sees his creatures being destroyed.

I just slowly went with the flow in the midst of the crowd, like ice floes that were now being bumped against each other on the surface of the sea.

With the sound of the explosion from the bottom of the ship, I do not know whether I was shocked by the shock wave, or by the crowd to the sea, and then, as it is now, I fell into the water.

It was cold.

I was getting farther and farther away from the sky, the non-stop changing sky, the shimmering sky.

My side began to darken, and I knew I would sink to a place where the sun could not shine.

Lowering my head, I looked with some sympathy at the guy who kept struggling with my leg, who hadn’t accepted this fate and couldn’t realize what his death had contributed, too bad.

However, I also have to thank him, if not for this guy in a diving suit tugging at me, I think I would probably have floated to the surface, and it would have been much longer than drowning, being frozen to death.

It was getting harder and harder to breathe, and the pressure of the water made my ears ring as if my eardrums were going to crack.

But I knew that it would not be long.

Suddenly …… I felt as if the weight of my left leg had been somewhat relieved, and I looked down with a hazy consciousness …… a human woman was tapping the one holding me, and she broke the hand that was holding my leg with one finger, trying to pull him off of me.

This woman looked familiar…I just couldn’t see very well under the pressure of the ocean. I couldn’t even tell if the other person was a woman or not, it just seemed that way.

I would have liked her not to have to do this, but the mouth would have opened and filled with a large mouthful of salty, smelly seawater.

Finally, the woman succeeded, she kicked the person pulling me down, and then wrapped her arms around my neck and touched my forehead with her forehead.

This action made me a little unresponsive.

But at this close distance, I could see the woman’s face, her lips opened slightly and then closed. It was as if she was saying something to me, and even without being proficient in lip-sync, I read what the woman was trying to say.

“Swim up and stay alive.”

Faced with the woman’s words, I still had things I wanted to ask, and I reached out toward her, wanting to ask her something more, but there was no chance.

The woman, as if with all her might, stomped on my abdomen and pushed me up.

At the end, through the blur of the sea, I saw only a familiar, casual, smile.

Just like that, I was pushed straight up to the surface, the party was frozen underwater painful eyes do not know why some hot up, I floated on the surface of the sea, all around are holding the suspended people.

Not far away, half of the icebreaker I was on had entered the water, forming a whirlpool that swept countless people in. And in the middle of this process, the icebreaker’s suddenly overflowed with a white fog.

People looked at the slowly spreading fog, did not react at once.

Until the fog drifted towards this side and froze the sea.

It was liquid nitrogen, and I’m afraid the ship’s liquid nitrogen reserves were broken by the ice floes while sinking, and the light smoke was like a life-threatening ghost, floating silently downwind.

I had no intention of living.

No intentions.

But Lanna’s words were hanging in my ears, and I swam desperately toward an iceberg in the distance to escape the evil spirit that was going to claim my life, the liquid nitrogen drifting in far faster than a person could swim, and I didn’t look back, but I could feel through the waves the desperation of those engulfed by this specter, frozen on the surface of the sea.

Faster and faster, faster and faster ……

This life-threatening specter lunged straight toward me, but luckily, snatching a moment before she froze me, I climbed exhaustedly up the iceberg and fell wet on the slippery iceberg.

Looking around, it was as if the entire ocean was frozen, and those who did not escape were like ice sculptures, frozen in appalling and dynamic poses, some with only half their heads left, some …… still showing half their bodies.

I quietly looked at this white in front of me.

Suddenly felt an emptiness inside, or rather, shame.

I should not have survived.

As a murderer, I should not have survived, I pride myself on doing so for the sacrifice of justice, but I did not die.

I saw myself reflected in the ice, almost like a monster, the extreme cold frostbite my face, a crimson blood streak reflected below, the two formed a mask, I will always wear it for the rest of my life. The mask was twisted and terrifying, and I laughed, wildly, for the first time in my life, I laughed out loud at my own stupidity. Lanna still won.

I slowly stood up and walked towards the frozen sea, I thought I should go back.

But a crack suddenly appeared in the thinly frozen sea, followed by an orb-like object breaking through the crack. And it was at this time that the sky cast a light, from behind a gap in the clouds, shining on the object that broke through the ice.

I, carefully examined the ball-shaped thing, and caress off the ball on a thin layer of ice, this is a nursery, and contained a baby.

The pressure of the sea saved the baby’s life and pushed her up from the sea.

I opened the nursery bin and looked at the baby in front of me, brown fuzzy hair, turquoise eyes, this was Lanna’s child.

“Child, you have a hard life, just like me,” I said to her.

“I hope you never know what happened today.”

I saw that the child was holding a note in her hand.

On the note was a paragraph written in familiar scribbles.

“There are only two days in a person’s life that matter most: the day you are born, and the day you know what you were born for.”

According to official statistics, a total of 2,380 scientific researchers were killed in the accident, and the Dunkeld family, including Herman, was almost completely wiped out, causing a direct economic loss of more than $6 billion, and within a month after that, GST Group’s stock price plummeted by 70%, and the global economy suffered a major impact. Although the supervisory committee did its best to quell the outside public opinion, the anger of the victims’ families burned to the outside of the group’s building, and they marched day and night to demand an explanation.

Mo ShiXin was protected, the outside world did not put too much attention on this 18-year-old girl, the world thinks she is just a survivor, but the group will not stop there, they need someone to take responsibility for this matter, at this time Mo ShiXin will face a dangerous “investigation”, this is the first stage given to her by God, she not only to exonerate herself, but also to take the opportunity to climb to the highest position.

She wants to become Herman’s successor.