bioinnovel Chapter 351 It was always there!
Chapter 351 It was always there!
When Qin Xiao's men took the person away, it was almost dawn.
Zhang Yan stood at the alley entrance, watching the unmarked car drive away.
Qin Xiao stood beside him, his expression not looking too good.
"The other two anchor points have been found."
"result."
"One was hidden in the interlayer of a cold chain container, and the other was buried in a drainage well on the north side of the old town. Neither of them has been activated yet, but they have been isolated according to your method and sent to the third basement level for purification."
Zhang Yan nodded.
This is the best possible outcome.
Of the three anchor points, he cut one off on the spot and retrieved the other two.
Jinghai has not been lit up yet.
But the man's words lingered in his mind.
It was always here.
The seal simply puts it to sleep.
This is no ordinary threat.
Zhang Yan wouldn't take it seriously if it was just the enemy being stubborn.
But the fear that person felt when they said those words was genuine.
He had seen the ruins.
Or rather, he was seen by the Ruins.
Qin Xiao asked in a low voice, "Brother Yan, what did he mean by that? Isn't the Void a higher-dimensional energy body?"
"may be."
"possible?"
Zhang Yan glanced at him: "High dimension does not mean outsider."
Qin Xiao didn't respond.
Zhang Yan did not offer any further explanation.
Because he himself did not have a complete answer.
He had always regarded the ruins as foreign invaders.
Like something squeezing into reality from a crack in a higher dimension.
Therefore, his goal is very clear.
Seal it.
Send it back.
But if the Ruins were originally part of this world, only existing at a deeper level, then the meaning of the seal would change.
It's not about driving the enemy away.
Instead, it pushes back something in the world that might awaken.
This whole thing is unpleasant.
Because it means there is no end.
Thirty thousand years ago, the Mohist civilization traded its entire civilization for thirty thousand years.
Eight hundred years ago, the people of Guantiange exchanged thirty-seven lives for sixty years.
What about this time?
How many years can he exchange?
Thirty thousand years?
Three hundred years?
Or decades?
Qin Xiao noticed that he hadn't said anything, so he refrained from making sarcastic remarks.
"Brother Yan, why don't you go back first? Your wife is probably still waiting for you."
Zhang Yan snapped out of his thoughts.
"The interrogation is suspended. Don't let anyone contact that person alone."
"Are you worried he still has something in his head?"
"Um."
"I understand. Physical isolation, all mental stimulation stopped, we'll talk about it again when you or the stargazer arrive."
Zhang Yan nodded, turned around, and got into the car.
By the time we arrived at the villa, the night was completely over.
But the lights were still on inside.
Nie Qingcheng sat on the living room sofa, a coat draped over her shoulders. She heard the door open and looked at Zhang Yan first.
Zhang Yan closed the door.
"No injuries."
Nie Qingcheng didn't ask about the mission immediately, but instead stood up and went to the kitchen.
A few minutes later, she brought out a bowl of hot soup.
"drink."
Zhang Yan sat down and took the bowl.
The soup should not be too hot.
The temperature is just right.
She must have been hot more than once.
Zhang Yan took two sips of his drink before speaking: "The man has been caught. All three anchor points are under control."
"Um."
Nie Qingcheng sat next to him.
"Anything else?"
Zhang Yan looked at her.
Nie Qingcheng also looked at him: "The face you had when you came in doesn't look like you just grabbed someone."
Zhang Yan paused for a moment.
He said the ruins were originally here.
Nie Qingcheng did not interrupt.
Zhang Yan recounted what had happened in the alley.
That person's threat.
Anchor point cutoff.
The other two positions.
That last sentence.
After he finished speaking, the living room fell silent.
Zhang Yan placed the bowl on the table, his fingers resting on the rim.
He wasn't actually confused.
At least on the surface, it's not messy.
The problem has just gotten bigger.
If the Ruins are the shadow of the world itself, then the seal is not a one-time victory.
This battle was never about "killing the enemy" from the beginning.
Instead, it's about "racing against time".
He is not afraid to race against time.
But he doesn't like this uncertainty.
Nie Qingcheng suddenly asked, "So you're thinking that it will wake up after being sealed?"
"Um."
"How many years will this seal last?"
"I have no idea."
Did the people from 30,000 years ago know this?
Zhang Yan stopped.
Nie Qingcheng picked up the soup bowl and then put it back into his hand.
"Finish it."
Zhang Yan looked down at the bowl.
She continued, "They did it without knowing. The same people from eight hundred years ago did it without knowing either."
Zhang Yan remained silent.
Nie Qingcheng moved closer, her voice low.
"Zhang Yan, I don't care whether it was always there or not."
"What I care about is whether you can come back after you're sealed away."
She reached out and took his left hand, looked at the groove in his palm, and then at his knuckles.
"We can think about other things when you get back."
Zhang Yan looked at her.
The answer is simple.
It's even a bit unreasonable.
But it's useful to him now.
He was just thinking about 30,000 years, 800 years, the essence of the world, and the meaning of the seal.
Nie Qingcheng cut the question into a single sentence.
Come back first.
We'll talk about other things after we get back.
This is not an escape.
This is the priority.
The thread in Zhang Yan's heart that had been pulled by the idea that "it was always there" slowly returned to its original position.
He still has things to do.
We got the final 0.8%.
Preparations for sealing are complete.
Settle in the rear.
Confirm the Guantiange archives.
If Xu awakens again in the future, that's a question for later.
He needs to suppress this incident first.
Zhang Yan took Nie Qingcheng's hand in return.
"Um."
Nie Qingcheng looked at him.
Zhang Yan said, "Come back first."
Nie Qingcheng was finally satisfied.
"Take two more sips."
Zhang Yan finished the soup.
Nie Qingcheng got up to collect the bowls.
Zhang Yan leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes for a few seconds.
She didn't tell him to go to sleep right away.
She knew he wouldn't sleep well tonight.
Sure enough, at three in the morning, the study light came on again.
Zhang Yan opened the system and retrieved the Xuanwu memory fragments.
The scene from 30,000 years ago is frozen before the fall of Tiangong City.
Firelight.
The four spirits are asleep.
The heart of nature's craftsmanship is shattered.
And that blurry profile.
According to the stargazer, that person looks about 80% like him.
Zhang Yan hadn't investigated this thoroughly before.
Because the main storyline takes priority.
But things are different now.
The claim that the ruins "were always there" may be related to the record of that person surviving.
He zoomed in on the image.
The system's recognition frame scanned that blurry profile repeatedly.
Previously, it kept failing to recognize the data.
This time, the prompt has changed.
Similarity to the current host gene sequence: 81%.
Confidence level: Low.
Zhang Yan stared at the line of text.
The fingers did not move.
81%.
It's not as simple as just looking alike.
The system rarely uses the term "gene sequence".
The next second, an additional prompt popped up.
It is recommended to go to the core area of the ruins for deep memory reading, which may yield complete information.
Footsteps came from the study doorway.
Nie Qingcheng stood there wearing a coat and glanced at the screen.
She didn't ask, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
They only asked, "When are you going?"
Zhang Yan looked at the line of text.
"Dawn breaks."