Plague Doctor

The light in the lighthouse was gloomy, Gu Jun looked at the line of blood on the staircase wall, his eyes converging, and his hand holding the rifle was tight.

When was the first time he came into contact with this phrase, he wasn't sure himself, was it under the Longkan Sea? Childhood?

His memory sequence was first seen as an illusion triggered by a school lab, with a line of blood on a broken lab wall.

He later tested his subconscious mind on a personality test entering the astronomical station and wrote this line of blood himself.

[The dark fruit grows from the ancient abyss, and the worm of death will last with the heavens and the earth]

Gu Jun walked over carefully and looked more clearly. That is, he applied it with blood sputum. From the sputum trace, it should have only been applied for a few days.

“Let's go up and check it out.” Gu Jun's voice is already Sha Shen, newborn, Li Sheng...

What are you doing this time? Why are you making a disaster? Don't you think you are an alien, don't you know what kind of suffering the alien has been through... but why put it in this world? Revenge? Or are you just crazy?

Knock, knock, footsteps on the stone stairs no noise, but the friction collision of the protective clothes in the walking room makes it stinging in this silent environment.

Gu Jun walked in front and Peacock followed him along this spinning staircase to the upper level.

The stone steps of this staircase are small and not many, but Gu Jun remembers the one that walked beneath the altar outside Hawk City in the alien world.

The more he went up, the weirder he felt in his head, like there were a lot of mixed voices in his ears...

“Do you hear voices?” Gu Jun frowned like a bunch of children singing songs.

“No.” Peacock wondered, and no one else heard anything.

An illusion? Gu Jun became more vigilant and continued to walk to the second floor of the lighthouse. It was still empty. There were no people or clutter.

But the song became louder, and it was an alien song, as if it had sounded in his heart:

“In the morning, Mom died.

Dad died this afternoon.

I will die at night.

The Great Plague, the Great Plague,

In the cough, everyone dies together. ”

Gu Jun listened to this song, his head felt a cleft pain. There was a hazy sense of illusion in front of him, and there was an illusion that was triggering...

Knock, knock, knock, he continues to lead to the third floor of the lighthouse, still empty, then up to the top of the tower.

“Careful...” Gu Jun felt there was someone at the top of the tower, but the operators who were staring outside the lighthouse didn't see anyone, and the thermal sight scope didn't respond.

Ta-da, he and Peacock rushed to the top of the tower again with punch room tactics, no one, only a headlight hanging in the middle scattered a slight light.

Gu Jun closed his eyes and looked at the lamp. Suddenly his headache felt twisted around him. It was not space, it was an illusion. He was entering an illusion...

Blurry, the top of the tower is still the top of the tower, the night is still the night, and the enchanted sea level remains unchanged, but there is an extra figure ahead.

That old man with that dead face looked seven or eighty years old, but his white hair combed neatly and attacked the black long horse coat to fit naturally, making it look very crisp. Older people don't feel cold, but they seem to have an old scholarly style.

“Son, you're here.” The old man is drinking tea with a bluegrass porcelain cup, "do as you please. ”

Whether this is an illusion or something, Gu Jun pointed the rifle at the old man. "Don't move! ”

“You don't have to be nervous. It's an illusion.” The old man said, "I didn't see you, but you'll see me, and I know you will. ”

Gu Jun tried to pull the trigger to shoot the old man in the calf, but nothing happened. This... is an illusion indeed...

This newborn old guy, is here to "record” this illusion in advance, let him see it when he comes...

“You have a lot of questions, right?” The old man turns to the infinite sea under the night and sips tea gently, "is this pneumonia a a disease we make? Why are we doing this? Questions like that. I've been thinking about these questions for years. ”

“It's a distortion again.” Gu Jun was furious, whether they could hear me or not, "he said again. ”

“Son, I didn't mean to convince you.” The old man smiled and seemed to have anticipated how he would react, even every word he said.

“I just wanted to give you an extra perspective on things," the old man said. Diseases and plagues are often seen as a bad thing, as are people in our old world. But we, and the world, have always been shaped by disease, plague. ”

The voice of the elderly is gentle and speechless, as if it were a scholar standing on the podium.

“Humans were the first to eat raw meat, and this desire still exists in our genes. Humans don't eat raw meat anymore, not because raw meat isn't fresh enough, but because raw meat has a lot of deadly parasites. You're a doctor, you probably know more about those parasites than I do. Raw meat is gradually eliminated, and cooked meat thrives. This is a small example of disease shaping us, and another small example is that we don't eat rot. ”

“So?” Gu Jun's breathing a little heavy, "is that why you scourge people? Who do you think you are? ”

“Human history is both a history of war and a history of plague.” The old man sipped tea and said, "Why did Huaxia civilization originate in the North, not the South? Because the wet heat environment in the South has more parasites, more diseases than in the North. Mongolians brought plague to Europeans, black death changed the whole of Europe; Europeans brought plague to the new continent, and the Indians were almost extinct, most of them by smallpox, Europeans by the new continent, and the entire human civilization was changed. ”

“Son, you see, a world has to have a huge turnaround, necessarily accompanied by hunger, death, war, plague. ”

“Children, especially the plague. ”

“Every great plague is a great baptism for mankind, with most people dying, a few surviving and taking civilization to a new height. ”

The old man looked like he could see Gu Jun's anger and show his elders a smile of tolerance. "We're creating a new world, that's what we're here for. I'm not saying we must be right, we're just pursuing the world we want. ”

“Yes, we have involved the innocent you call. No one can leave the floods of history, and the fate of the majority is actually the result of a struggle and arrangement between the few. They have a mission of their time, and death is a mission, a sublimation. They will be remembered in history. ”

The old man took a sip of tea and sighed a little in his tone, "Son, it's a little rotten and can only end with chaos. ”

“A new epidemic will create a new order, and a new extinction will bring a new world. ”

“And you.” The old man looks at Gu Jun, "you will have a good place in the new world, you are born into a minority. ”

“You may be a little distorted.” Gu Junsha said softly, "but I know it shouldn't be like this. You have no right to cause these sorrows, and no one has the right. ”

“Okay.” The old man smiled, "Son, we'll talk next time we meet face to face. ”

The illusion stopped suddenly, Gu Jun's eyes were still empty at the top of the beacon, the faint light shook, and the sea shouted from afar...

“Send someone here to take samples and investigate.” He communicates with the big army with a walkie-talkie and walks down to the lower level of the lighthouse, "in an hour, and then he blows the lighthouse straight with a missile and moves! ”