Dreaming again.

The last time Lin Yu dreamed of spitting coal, this time it was even more outrageous. He dreamed of spitting oil.

It was bitter and greasy, burning the nose and throat like fire, and had a suffocating smell of rotten eggs. The smell of petroleum that penetrated into the bones in the dream was so real that it made Lin Yu retching after waking up.

He couldn't help but want to spit out the fragrance.

Curling up in the sleeping bag, my back was wet with sweat and I felt depressed.

If it’s not unexpected, I will have a dream tonight, and I will dream of spitting out uranium ore.

Lin Yu smiled bitterly, this bizarre dream has been circulating for more than a month.

It spits coal into mountains, spits oil into seas, and makes a sound like a gourd baby. Then...

This kind of dream is not bizarre, but it is bizarre that it appears repeatedly.

Is there something wrong with my own psychology? Or is it foreshadowing some danger?

He couldn't help but hold a small pendant on his chest, which was a stone doll the size of a thumb.

There is a rough touch on the fingertips, but holding this little stone figure gives me an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

He has one leg and one arm, the carving is very perfunctory, and he is extremely ugly, but he has been following him closely for ten years.

Because the little stone man was given to him by Mu Mian when he was 10 years old, and it was the most precious gift in his life.

Lin Yu's heart was suddenly shocked. In his previous dreams, everyone around him had appeared. They all spit out coal and oil, except for the cotton wool that did not appear.

The 2022 Great Plague 12 years ago took away everything from him. It was Mu Mian who adopted him who was helpless, took him away from Dongdu and sent him to school. He has long regarded Mu Mian as his only relative.

How could the most important person not appear in the dream?

I feel a little confused.

There is always a feeling that something is going to happen.

He sighed and listened to the sounds of people outside gradually, so he got up and cleaned up.

When he opened the tent, the sky was bright outside. He instinctively covered the light with his hands and squinted his eyes. There was a faint golden color in the sky. It seemed like a sunny day, which made him feel a lot better.

After the Yushan earthquake, some people discovered strange relics in the big sinkhole, but soon some people got strange and serious illnesses, and they are still not out of danger.

At that time, it was judged to be an ancient virus, so their Institute of Virology followed the epidemic prevention troops here.

I've been here for more than a week and still haven't found out what kind of virus it is.

The campsite for hundreds of people is fully equipped with specially treated water for washing and washing.

After washing up, but before it was time to distribute breakfast, Lin Yu paced around and moved around the camp area, treating it as exercise.

Yushan is more than 100 kilometers away from the sea. It was originally a small mountain and had no mountain springs. However, the earthquake three months ago raised Yushan by more than 100 meters, and there were mountains and streams crisscrossing it.

Their camp is at the foot of Sanyu Peak, the highest peak of Yushan Mountain. Looking at Sanyu Peak under the sky, there is a sense of green and black vastness.

When he first set up camp here, he followed the troops to the top and could see the iconic Dongdu Pearl Tower in the distance. Unfortunately, the former capital of China was in ruins and desolate, and its glory was no longer there.

In 2022, an ancient Antarctic virus spreads across the human world, causing a catastrophe and reducing the population by one-third. As a leading international metropolis, Dongdu cannot avoid it.

Dongdu is also plagued by disasters. Just after it had taken a breather from the plague, this earthquake occurred again. Fortunately, Yuzhou District is a hundred kilometers away from the city center.

When I returned to my hometown after ten years, I felt an indescribable depression in my heart.

Unlike the camp area, which has been leveled off, the area around the mountain stream still retains its unsightly appearance after the earthquake, like a scab that appeared after a beautiful black hair was pulled off along with the scalp.

Fallen trees were everywhere before they could be cleared, making the mountain stream winding and winding.

Lin Yu found a place to squat down and stepped on the branches that were half submerged by the mountain stream.

The stream has become very clear, flowing happily, with a bit of freshness, which has washed away the rotten smell of the surrounding soil, and has become more pure and forgetful of the world.

Feeling a little better, I turned on my phone and dialed Mu Mian's number.

"Auntie, how are you doing over there?"

Mu Mian is currently on Mount Tai, investigating a cave-in

underground caves, far apart.

Lin Yu hesitated, but still did not tell his dream.

"I don't have to worry here...if..."

The aunt's sudden pause made Lin Yu's heart skip a beat.

"If you keep dreaming, then the world is about to change. Take the little stone man and go underground. There will be answers there. Protect Professor Du."

"Auntie, you, what do you mean?" Lin Yu was sweating on his forehead, and Mu Mian's words shocked him beyond measure.

"Did you really have those dreams? Well, that's almost it. Don't ask why, go underground to look for opportunities, and then come to Mount Tai to find me, and I will tell you everything."

Although Lin Yu was confused, he gradually calmed down. Although Mu Mian said such strange words, he believed it unconditionally.

Maybe, the world will really change?

What opportunities will he have underground?

He had known for a long time that Mu Mian was not an ordinary person, and this was a secret he kept deep in his heart.

The Mu Mian he saw when he was 10 years old had no change in appearance from the Mu Mian he sees now, as if he had frozen in age.

There is always a yellowed black and white photo in the wallet in my arms.

He went to Russia for academic exchanges when he was in college and discovered it in an archive document.

The photo was taken by Tsarist Russia when the plague broke out in Northeast China in 1910. It records the effective anti-epidemic work of the then backward Qing government. There is Mu Mian's profile in the photo.

That's right, it's kapok.

Although it only occupies a small corner of the photo and is not particularly clear, he was sure at first glance that it either looked similar or that it was Mu Mian.

The focused eyes when treating patients are like a stream of autumn water frozen in the photo.

Although he has lived on campus since high school, he has been with Mu Mian for a long time, and he is very familiar with Mu Mian.

Even if you don't look at his face, his posture, stance, movements, temperament, and expression are all engraved in his bones.

Of course, Mu Mian would never wear old-fashioned glasses, put on old-fashioned makeup, or deliberately dress up in an old-fashioned way in front of him.

Have no reservations about him.

He also always believed that Mu Mian would give him an answer sooner or later.

Is this day coming?

After putting down the phone, Lin Yu sighed, feeling inexplicably heavy.

Suddenly there was a noise in the camp area, and there was even crying.

Lin Yu was startled, and hurriedly took three steps and two steps at a time, and ran towards the camp.

I ran closer and saw that the camp was in good order, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

But obviously something happened.

In a corner of the camp is a small field hospital, inside which lie two archaeological workers who are rescuing people.

Many people stood outside the field hospital, arguing excitedly.

Professor Du stood in the crowd and waved to him.

"Both patients died in the early hours of the morning. They died of visceral failure and cinders and oil were found in their blood vessels."

As soon as he stood still, Professor Du gave Lin Yu a surprising news.

For a moment, Lin Yu's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

One of them had a good relationship with him. It was definitely sad, but most of them were shocked.

Fortunately, he experienced big events when he was young, so he didn't lose his composure.

His face must have been a little pale, so Professor Du stared at him twice.

It's very similar to the scene in the dream.

So, does it really happen that they spit out coal, petroleum and uranium ore in the dream?

Two days ago, strange things that looked like civilization relics were unearthed in the underground caves, and white mist seeped out. Two scientific expedition members were the first to inhale it.

The symptoms were very strange at the beginning. His body was blown open like a balloon, and he quickly turned into a big muscular man. All vital indicators were ridiculously strong, like a small version of the Hulk.

But just as their lives were quickly overdrawn, the two quickly developed internal organ failure, so they were judged to be infected with a strange virus.

But the virus was not found, but coal and oil appeared in the blood vessels of the two people after they died. What was the white mist they inhaled?

The scientific community has concluded that coal and petroleum are not ancient animal carcasses at all.

It is formed from primordial matter that emerged from the depths of the earth.

Why does the white mist inhaled form coal and petroleum in the body?

Lin Yu suddenly thought of something. Before he dreamed repeatedly and vomited all kinds of things, he had had such a dream.

In the midst of nothingness, he was wearing an animal skin robe, a bright colorful feather crown on his head, and a straw sandal and wooden staff. He was sucking in the white mist in the morning light. The mist and the glow of the sunset made his body visibly stronger, and then he flew into the sky and escaped.
To be continued...