"That's my sister." Sun Xiaorou shook her head and smiled. "Although we do look similar."
Doctor Sun paused for a moment before he smiled.
"Is that so? I'm sorry. "
"It's okay." Sun Xiaorou shook her head as nostalgia appeared on her face. "When we were young, people often mixed us up even though we weren't twins."
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Sun Baoyi." Doctor Sun extended his right hand to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen shook his right hand, looked at him, and made a simple self-introduction.
"Jiang Chen, NAC General."
Doctor Sun let go of his hand and smiled at Jiang Chen in a friendly manner.
"Because we have the same last name, I have a deep impression of that little girl. Since the younger sister is here, then you should know her sister. "
"Mhmm." Jiang Chen nodded.
Not only did he know her, but the first person he met in this world was her.
Sun Xiaorou pinched her chin and thought for a moment before she asked the question in her mind. "But … even if you saw my sister, she was only a baby at the time. You shouldn't have seen her when she grew up. But why did you mistake me for my sister?"
Doctor Sun smiled and said, "At the time, there was a baby boom in the fallout shelter and there was a shortage of doctors. I was the one responsible for delivering the baby. Through DNA reduction technology, before you were even born, we already knew what you would look like in the future. But unfortunately, I didn't get to see you grow up. "
Sun Xiao Rou nodded in understanding.
Jiang Chen took out a diary from his pocket and put it on the table. "Did you put this diary in the director's office?"
"The diary was already there. I just moved his body back to where it should be."
The person Sun Baoyi was talking about must be the director of the fallout shelter who died.
"A few pages were torn out of the diary."
"A few pages were torn out of the diary by its owner … Of course, I don't think you're interested in the past of Fallout Shelter 071."
"Quite the opposite." Jiang Chen shook his head. "If it's convenient, I hope you can tell me what happened after that. Including the history of Fallout Shelter 071, and the experiment that you, as an observer, conducted. "
"Observer? You actually know this word. "A trace of nostalgia appeared on Sun Baoyi's face." I almost forgot about it myself. "
He paused, looked at Jiang Chen, and gestured for the chair next to him to sit down.
"Sit anywhere you like. This story might be a little long."
…
When I woke up from the hibernation chamber, it was already the tenth year.
Eight years ago, the director commanded the security personnel to attack my laboratory, burned my painstaking efforts, and snatched the Golden Apple from my hands. However, he didn't kill me. Instead, he said, "When the sanctuary opens, someone will judge your crimes." Then, he locked me in the hibernation chamber.
His arrogance made me uneasy.
Not because of the impossible trial, but because of his unrealistic fantasy of the outside world.
If he held onto this illusion, his naivety would cause the deaths of everyone in the fallout shelter sooner or later. That would be much more than the number of people I had killed.
And it was definitely because of some stupid reason …
I stumbled and fell onto the chair. I stared blankly at the propaganda mural of the fallout shelter on the wall. I emptied my brain to adapt to the unnatural difference in time and space.
Eight years, it was like a dream.
When I closed my eyes and opened my eyes, everything outside the glass window was covered in a thick layer of dust. Time has mottled everything, except for the me in the mirror.
The Golden Apple was already destroyed. It seemed that the arrogant director crushed the treasure in front of me after he pressed the button to activate the hibernation chamber.
In any case, my mission is over.
When I stepped out of the security line, just like I expected, the place was already abandoned.
When I stepped out of the metal gate, just like I expected, everything outside was already destroyed by the nuclear war.
This kind of ending was obviously predictable, but most people always held onto unrealistic fantasies and eventually drowned in their dreams.
A long time ago, someone said that only two nuclear bombs were needed to destroy the world. The first was called fear, and the second was called revenge.
I don't remember his name, but one thing I am sure of was that he upgraded from a sociologist to a prophet.
There were a few metal houses on the surface. I remembered those things. They were the war reserves of the fallout shelter. The PAC flag that was burned to ashes was a perfect contrast to the poster on the subway.
If the gate was opened, the survivors would rely on these tools to rebuild their homes on the ruins.
However, from the corpses and bullet marks, I could already guess their endings.
Why did the regular army lose to refugees with outdated weapons?
I think it was definitely not because of the marksmanship. It must have been the ridiculous humanitarianism and the restraint of civilized people.
I rummaged through the ruins and tried to find something useful.
A pistol, a photo that belonged to an unknown person, and a diary with many pages torn off, that was all the resources I could find.
I considered going back to sleep.
Ten years was too short. If I "time traveled" to 1000 years in the future, the situation would be much better than now.
Whether it was a barren wasteland or a city built by the new humans.
If it was the former, I could use the human cloning technology in other fallout shelters to revive the PAC civilization. If it was the latter, the new human museum would provide me with a job with a high salary. I would be able to explain to elementary school students how people lived before the war and how they ruined themselves …
But no matter what choice I made, the urgent matter must be solved.
Without energy, without food, I must find something useful in the ruins.
At the very least, I must gather enough nuclear fusion cores for the hibernation chamber and a few nutrient supplies.
Before I searched for other survivors, I first changed out of the blue skin.
If all the rookies wore similar clothes, I had reason to believe that the blue skin would bring me trouble.
Just like how civilization naturally attracted savagery.
It took me some time to find a suit that fit me. Finally, I chose a faded suit and wore a bulletproof vest inside.
I followed the road all the way to the city.
Zombies, mutated creatures, raiders, mutated humans … and man-eating tribes.
There was danger everywhere, and I only had 14 bullets in my hands – two clips.
Hospitals, schools, automated factories … the places where nuclear fusion cores could be found were already visited by scavengers. Some survivor settlements had traces of human activity, but out of safety considerations, I didn't approach.
Since it was the apocalypse.
Then, because of an accident, I saved a merchant from the mouth of a zombie and exchanged the crystals in my hands for some useful things.
He brought me to Zhonghe City and told me that as long as I had crystals, I could buy anything here, whether it was a woman or a man.
If there wasn't anything on the market, I would go to the bar.
After interacting with the survivors, my life became a lot easier. After I learned that there was a lack of doctors here, I opened a clinic here and collected crystals to treat patients. Then, he would use these crystals to purchase nuclear fusion cores from the tavern.
Many things happened in this year, but no matter what, I managed to gather 10 Nuclear Fusion Cores.
The nuclear fusion battery was highly efficient. If it was used to maintain the hibernation chamber, one would be enough for me to sleep for 100 years.
I closed the clinic, declined the president, the representatives, and my friends' requests to stay, and returned to fallout shelter 71a.
But just as I was about to lie in the hibernation chamber, I hesitated.
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