Chapter 415

In the pure land of Bodhisattva, Leviathan and countless small spaceships appear on the back of Xumi mountain.

The message of the pure land of reincarnation is transmitted to every resident through the broadcasting system. From the poles to the equator, from the core to outer space, including the engineering spacecraft that used to operate in the outer space, all of them are boiling.

There is a pure land!

Now they don't know that every once in a while, the stars in the pure land will gather in Xumi mountain to fight for good and evil, but escaping from a dying universe is undoubtedly exciting for the desperate.

……

Lu Zhengkang takes Serena by the hand and walks through the sea of flowers on Xumi mountain. They pass by some tombstones from time to time.

Serena asked, "who are the people buried here?"

"Some lucky people who came to Xumi mountain."

"This place is the tower?"

"Yes."

"Will we be buried here when we die?"

"Of course."

"I want to see other planets as well."

"I'll be with you, too."

"Will you continue on your journey?"

"Yes."

Serana suddenly got angry, put her arms around Lu Zhengkang's neck, put her face on Lu Zhengkang's cheek, and Mosuo said, "no, you'll fall in love with someone else."

"This..." Lu Zheng murmured and picked up Serena. "How heavy you are." He pretended to lie on his back and the woman fell on him.

Serena laughed. "You're insincere. Don't interrupt. What if you fall in love with someone else? "

Lu Zhengkang pondered, "isn't it good to let nature take its course?"

"Don't you want to empathize?"?! Well, look, I won't teach you! " Serena screamed and reached for Lu Zhengkang's face.

"Why don't I just erase all my memories of love and be an ordinary person in my next life? How about living an ordinary life?"

"No, what if you are bullied?"

"Then I'll leave a tower for the next life."

"That's good." Serena moved in front of Lu Zhengkang's chest and lay on her back. They were looking at the stars in the fragrant sea of Epiphyllum.

"When shall we have a baby?"

"Whatever you want."

"Is that a boy or a girl? What's your name? "

"Men and women are good. As for names Call it Jonas

……

June 21, 2077, Linhai New Area, Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Southeast Province, China.

The temperature was 21 ℃, and the light rain turned to fine.

This year's Meiyu came earlier, so some strange remarks began to spread on the Internet. Lu Jiande held his mobile phone and watched it with relish.

As a member of the social credit system, he has a relatively large "information popularization area" on the virtual network, that is, he can see and publish some topics that may violate citizens' scientific literacy.

There is a video released by private we media called "Shixin Technology Foresight". The title of the video says that the delay of Meiyu in Jiangnan is due to the failure of the national climate control system. Of course, this is officially acknowledged. However, the content in the video says that the Dyson cloud system on the sun blocks the global climate disorder caused by solar irradiation on the earth. It's true and correct In the face of several tornadoes and thunderstorms in the United States of America (the United States of America), the video finally put out the banner of environmental protection and asked every audience who was concerned about the earth to praise the video.

Lu Jiande smile, well said, but I first report.

"Don't look at mobile phones. Doctor Zhou said we'd better get to the district hospital before 8 p.m. today." Sun Hui came down the stairs on the second floor with a big stomach. She pressed the Bluetooth headset and heard a ding.

"When we go out, remember to sweep the floor, take out the garbage and turn off the central air conditioner." Sun Hui while nagging to charge home intelligence, while checking their Kun bag.

Before his wife came to nag him, Lu Jiande took the initiative to clean up the tea table, collect the magazines, and put the peels and paper scraps into the garbage can.

Sun Hui coughed, showing an expression of your wisdom. Lu Jiande quickly squeezed out a simple and honest smile. He was busy as a dog on weekdays. It was thanks to his wife's maternity leave that he could row his mobile phone comfortably at home.

When everything is ready, Lu Jiande takes his wife, who is about to give birth, to go out. Holding hands and maintaining the posture of a model husband and wife, they walk through an intersection side by side, greet the neighbors with a smile, take the elevator to get off the subway, and then line up to get on the capsule rail train.

Capsule train is a kind of public transport. In order to solve the traffic congestion problem in the first tier cities, only the national talents with five levels of social information can apply for private cars.

There are six people in a capsule at most. Sun Hui is a pregnant woman. After applying in advance, she got a separate carriage and an emergency medical machine.

Lu Jiande goes to the operator station to input the destination. Sun Hui turns on the radio station, and the familiar music comes - the news broadcast.

Lu Jiande said with a smile, "when I was a child, I liked to listen to the news and do my homework best. At that time, my father would sit at the head of the bed with" Three Kingdoms "and watch me while reading."Sun Hui laughs, "little fool, you have to be supervised by your parents to do your homework."

Lu Jiande argued, "it's only occasionally. I didn't have self-control in primary school."

Husband and wife are busy on weekdays, and they can hardly say a few words except for the frequent communication during their infatuation as a student. So each has some interesting things to share in the past. After a long time without such a relaxed conversation, both of them were in a trance for a while.

Capsule train is a fully automatic controlled rail car, which is controlled by the train system covering the whole Jiangsu and Zhejiang cities. The reaction speed is 100 nanoseconds, and the peak period can run 60 independent cars on a 100 meter track at an average speed of 800 km / h.

Inside the car is very quiet. Outside the car window are the lights of the subway track. Some billboards are basically advertisements put by technology companies.

"Is it time to name our son?" Not long ago, just had B-ultrasound, the couple know that their first child is a boy.

Sun Hui is holding her belly. The baby is in her mother's womb, heavy and lively, pressing her internal organs as if it were an organ. She can only feel that he has personality and thought, not chaos. It's her treasure, not a simple piece of meat.

"Don't you mean to ask your parents to discuss it together?" Lu Jiande vaguely understood that his wife had some prenatal anxiety, but the desire for survival was not strong enough, and the answer was not on the point.

Sure enough, sun huichong let out a cry, and then began to talk about what child I gave birth to. I'll call it what name I think of. Her childish words are full of air, just like returning to her childhood.

Lu Jiande's brain has been occupied by formula data for a long time, but he suddenly feels that there is a lonely boat carrying the stars and moon all over the river riding the wind and waves, which makes his rational and stubborn thinking tremble and break. Her wife's words, every time she breathes, the tiny fuzz in her cheeks is shaky in the wind blowing in the train air conditioner, the perfume on her body, the smell of shower gel in her hair, all of which make up a woman -- but she feels that her shallow logic can not carry the weight of her life.

Lu Jiande nodded with a smile, but his eyes were unfocused.

Sun Hui was stunned for a moment, looking at her husband's deep expression. After a while, she realized that he was self hi again.

"BAM, stupid."