Boundary Convention

In 2057, six years have passed since the tragedy in Iceland.

The public seems to have forgotten this case that still seems to have many doubts. Although scaremongering and conspiracy theories still pop up occasionally on the Internet, the matter has come to a conclusion. The coalition government finally threw all the responsibility for the accident to the security guards. Koko Elder Zwingli's head.

In the court, the old Zwingli yelled at the supervisory committee as a bunch of villains and garbage. Then the old Zwingli family was all imprisoned, and as expected, they all died in prison. Perhaps because he had a premonition of what the supervisory committee would do, the old Zwingli hurriedly sent his only son, the young Zwingli, to a small remote country before the storm, and the truth of the Icelandic tragedy seemed to have sunk in forever. into the bottomless North Sea.

People now only care about when the "Great Ice Age" proposed by the former GST executive officer Hermann will come.

Because from various indications, the arrival of the giant ice age is faster than imagined, and the so-called response time of two centuries is just wishful thinking of the fitting model. After the Iceland tragedy, Herman's "Thinking Community" project was also shelved, and all mankind is anxiously waiting for the new CEO to make a decision.

But to the public's delight, GST's stock price has returned to the state before the accident in just six years, and it is very stable. The various infrastructure projects and social welfare invested by GST have also restarted after a short pause. In the eyes of many economists, the revival of the GST is a miracle, even an anomaly. Many people think that a high-tech company that has lost more than 90% of its core members, even with the support of the coalition government, can return to its original position within two years, which is completely inconsistent with the laws of the market.

Therefore, these scholars put more emphasis on one point when studying GST reconstruction.

The revivalist of GTS - Mo Shixin.

"Thank you professor, I'll go down first."

"Well, very good."

After listening to the employee's report, Mo Shixin ended with this sentence as usual.

In fact, when the employees presented their reports, she already knew what the employees were going to say and the overall picture of the matter, but she chose to patiently let the employees finish what they wanted to express. This does not affect the efficiency of her thinking, but also improves the self-confidence of employees.

A leader who listens well and accepts advice is clearly better than a self-righteous authoritarian. In this regard, she did better than Herman. After all, GST has only been reorganized for six years. For a young leader like her, it is necessary to win people's hearts.

During the reconstruction process of GST, she promoted a large number of grassroots employees who were not valued by the top management of GST. Among these people, there are some very capable guys. They have professional qualities and eclectic thinking. one use. Prior to this, almost all executive positions in GST were monopolized by the nepotism and blood theory woven by the Dunkeld family. Therefore, in the eyes of these grassroots employees, Mo Shixin is like a very friendly Bole. They affectionately call him a professor, not the cold 'President' or 'Mr. Mo'.

Mo Shixin turned around the work chair, and looked down at the scenery outside from a high altitude through the floor-to-ceiling windows. It is said that standing on the top of the 800-meter-high Burj Khalifa and looking down can make people feel like a god. Mo Shixin's office is at the highest point of the GST headquarters, which is 1,500 meters from the ground. rice.

At this moment, someone quietly approached behind Mo Shixin, walking lightly without making a sound, as if a ghostly intruder emerged from the air out of thin air.

The visitor quietly walked to a place only one step away from Mo Shixin, and stretched out his hand to her...

"Ah Yue."

Mo Shixin softly called the name of the woman standing behind her, and the woman gently put her hand on Mo Shixin's shoulder.

This woman's name is Wakazuki Uragi, a Japanese-Russian mixed race, she is Mo Shixin's personal bodyguard, and she originally belonged to the security system of the coalition government.

Although she is only 16 years old, her height has reached 180 cm, and she has a sense of maturity that does not match her age. Flowing blond hair and sexy figure, domineering Russian-style military trench coat paired with corset underwear and hot pants, will attract everyone's attention no matter where they go. Mo Shixin likes this personal bodyguard very much in her heart. In her opinion, Ruoyue's high-profile temperament will not affect the atmosphere of the company, and it will also make the employees feel more awe of her.

"Didn't I tell you? You have to knock on the door before you come in." As he spoke, Mo Shixin patted Ruoyue's hand, and then took it off his shoulder.

"I forgot...Professor." Ruoyue replied in a slightly coquettish tone.

"Um."

Mo Shixin said, turning the chair back.

In fact, Ruoyue has entered her office more than three times like this. She seldom gives a person too many chances, but the young girl in front of her makes her feel that she has this value.

"Did you bring the report? I'm going out today, and you can prepare it later."

"Yes, Professor."

With that said, Ruoyue respectfully handed the report in her hand to Mo Shixin.

Ruoyue is not only Mo Shixin's bodyguard, but also usually Mo Shixin's secretary, so she is occasionally responsible for some chores such as getting reports.

This is a report of some GST investment in public welfare. Although these investments are GST projects in name, they are made with the funds of the coalition government. After all, the coalition government has promised to support GST reconstruction regardless of cost. In fact, the coalition government is well aware of Mo Shixin's use of their money to bolster their face. In just one year, the positions of GST and the coalition government have been completely reversed.

At first, the coalition government controlled most of the shares of GST, and even the mining industry that GST had been using to blackmail the coalition government was seized by the coalition government to take back the upstream mine veins, while the downstream mine veins previously held by Herman were not good in quality and output. As expected.

Mo Shixin's attitude towards mining ice is disgusting, because it is a scam created by GST for its own survival. But in order to be able to sit securely in this position, she also had to choose to compromise.

Now that I think about it, Lanna and Herman may be the same kind of people. They wanted to be the people they wanted to be at first, but they couldn't swallow their breath, refused to accept the whipping of reality, and then became the people they hated the most. Lanna said a lot, people can't change the environment, they can only change themselves.

Taking back the mining rights of the upstream vein from the coalition government is like a tiger's mouth, but it is not impossible. Mo Shixin thought of an ingenious way, although she did not have the right to control the mining of ice. But as a technical authority supported by the coalition government, she can add many restrictions to the mine ice itself.

In the GST of Hermann's period, mineral ice was just a natural fuel, just like oil and natural gas. Although they had different models, they had no additional value. Mo Shixin came up with an unprecedented method. She graded some unimportant properties of the mineral ice, and then hyped and packaged it like a diamond.

Under Mo Shixin's instigation, the downstream mines, which were originally low-quality ore ice, suddenly changed from energy sources to luxury goods. Ironically, the disadvantages of downstream mines have been reversed into advantages.

For example, the high ignition point and low combustion rate of downstream mines are considered environmentally friendly. Although this is tantamount to acknowledging the relationship between mine ice and the orange sky effect in disguise, it is the upstream mines under the control of the coalition government that are under pressure.

Since the natural disasters and drastic changes in the climate in the last century, when it comes to environmental protection, people turn pale when they talk about it. Perhaps they are aware of the importance of environmental protection, and environmental protection has become synonymous with fashion.

Therefore, the downstream mineral ice in the name of environmental protection just meets people's needs. For a while, the rich are proud of burning downstream mineral ice with independent generators at home. Mo Shixin followed suit and also launched carved and shaped mineral ice, each of which looks like a work of art, with a complete set of generators, plus a joint launch with various luxury goods, which made the rich people all over the world crazy about it.

Taking this opportunity, Mo Shixin got acquainted with a large number of dignitaries, and established close relationships with these people's wives. They are like sisters in private. The convenience your heart needs. After all, who would reject such a "cute sister" who is in a high position at a young age, knows how to read words and is full of ambition? Even some high-level officials of the coalition government tried every means to use downstream mine ice, and even secretly sold a little of the coalition government's interests.

But when the supervisory committee realized it, it was too late, they had no capital to fight against Mo Shixin. Mo Shixin reorganized all departments of GST, including the astronomy department.

Just a few months ago, Mo Shixin even disclosed the existence of the fusion engine to the world. This seemingly dead-end move gave Mo Shixin a lot of fame and wealth. The right to mine ice in the hands of the coalition government has also become a piece of waste paper due to energy renewal, and Mo Shixin's downstream mines are still consumed by a small number of upper classes. Under the leadership of Mo Shixin, the coalition government had to return various powers to her bit by bit like cutting flesh.

GST has gained independence again, completely in the hands of Mo Shixin.

Maybe it's because the need for beauty as a woman was suppressed for too long when she was a child, Mo Shixin quietly began to pursue luxury and high-end. On her wrist is a custom watch worth tens of millions. The dial is full of stars and galaxies, which are made from her childhood memories. She learned to drive, and likes to take Ruoyue for a ride in her convertible Bentley after busy work. During this period, she developed a bad habit without accident. Under Ruoyue's instigation, Mo Shixin tried the first cigar in her life, and she couldn't extricate herself from then on.

She sometimes doubts whether all people who have gained power and money will do this. Standing on a high place, Mo Shixin seems to understand Herman's style back then, and she occasionally feels a little ashamed, after all Although Herman acts like a businessman, his style of life still maintains the appearance of a schoolboy.

"Is that all? How about the little boy you brought back from Iceland? I heard he was naughty?"

Mo Shixin took Ruoyue's report and glanced at it, then threw it on the table.

"It's just a lack of discipline, don't worry."

"Don't put him and Mo Xiao in the same class, observe for a while, some wolf cubs are unfamiliar."

After speaking, she turned around and looked at the city that was still under construction under her feet.

Ruoyue was silent for a while, then suddenly took out a sharp saber from her hand and played with it, this was not the first time she did this.

She felt that Mo Shixin should know that she was a spy and eyeliner sent by the coalition government in the name of a bodyguard, so she didn't know why Mo Shixin was able to hand over her back to her so reassuringly, and was tricked by Mo Shixin A set of coalition government asked her to get rid of Mo Shixin. Although Ruoyue admires this woman a few years older than herself, and even has some attachments, but...

"Hey, Wakatsuki, you are Japanese, right?"

Mo Shixin got up and spoke suddenly. Ruoyue felt that Mo Shixin had undoubtedly sensed her thoughts, so she didn't take back the saber in her hand. The self-confidence that the heart kills and then gets away safely.

"Half blood, my mother is Russian."

"Do you know the history of the Warring States Period in Japan?"

"Know a little bit."

Ruo Yue replied without changing expression.

"What about China's Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period?"

"Know a little too."

"Then do you know what is the biggest difference between the Spring and Autumn Warring States and the Japanese Warring States?"

"Huh? I don't know."

"The biggest difference is the method of survival."

As Mo Shixin said, an inconspicuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, people regard the country as their home. If they want to survive, they must protect their own home and rely on their own ability. Even if they surrendered at the right time like Qi Wangjian, they can only end up starving to death in the end." the result of."

"What about Sengoku Japan?"

"Stand in line."

"Stand in line?"

"The home of the Warring States Period in Japan is one's own home, even if it is far away from the homeland, just like the Mikawa people who endured the humiliation and were relocated to the rivers and lakes. At the critical moment, they chose the non-relative Toyotomi family instead of the Hosokawa family from the Akechi family. As long as people are still at home, it doesn't matter whose leadership this home is under... So, what kind of home do you think the coalition government is to you?"

"Home……"

Ruoyue was silent for a second or two, talking to herself, then put away the knife.

"I don't like this knife, don't let me see it again."

The corner of Mo Shixin's mouth raised slightly.

As she spoke, she turned the office chair and stood up, threw the documents at hand casually, and stretched.

"Let's go, we're going out."

"Where are you going?"

"Go home." Mo Shixin smiled at Ruoyue.

Since he worked late last night, Mo Shixin chose to rest in the co-pilot, and the two of them came to a remote place. Ruoyue was no stranger to this place. Mo Shixin had often come here as early as when he was first sent to monitor this woman by Mo Shixin's side.

According to the information she got when she was sent to Mo Shixin's side, this is the ancestral home of Mo Shixin's family, but it is different from the photos she saw in the materials. It looks like two places.

Ruoyue parked the car at the door, got out of the car and opened the door for Mo Shixin.

"Just wait outside."

Mo Shixin said, and then walked towards the gate of the mansion.

Ruoyue responded, and then got into the car. When she was parking the car, she saw a man walking out of the gate of the mansion. That man was Chen Yang, who had a close relationship with the Mo family. According to the information Ruoyue obtained, he was considered to be Mo Shixin's confidant. Since she was trained as a secret agent of the coalition government since she was a child, Ruoyue's hearing is different from ordinary people. She can hear the whispers of humans within 200 meters.

"Uncle Chen, thank you for your hard work, go back and have a good rest."

"Oh, look at your father more."

"I will, you have to worry too much."

"Well, I'm fine, Shi Xin, please don't leave, Uncle Chen has a few words to tell you..."

"Uncle Chen, tell me, is there anything I need to do?"

"Oh, Shi Xin, sometimes I also think that when a child grows up, it's normal for him to think differently from his parents, but I..."

"What? What's wrong with you today? Why are you hesitating? This is not like you, Uncle Chen."

"I heard that the Department of Astronomy received something extraordinary. Why didn't you tell me about it? You are still young. Uncle Chen doesn't care about some small things in life, but you have to discuss some important things with me. And Ah, now it is rumored that you built a mausoleum for your father near New Milan, is it true?"

"The astronomy department has indeed made some discoveries, but they are not to the extent of making them public within the group. As for my father's matter, I don't think there is anything wrong with it. My father has worked hard for the group all his life and devoted his whole life to the group's business. Let's improve it. The specifications of the funeral are also taken for granted."

"Shi Xin, you... Herman didn't dare to do that back then..."

"I'll go in first, Uncle Chen, you can do what you want." Mo Shixin pushed Chen Yang away, and walked into the room without looking back.

Chen Yang was stunned, staring at Mo Shixin for a long time, unable to say a word, while Ruoyue in the car heard all this, she was also thinking about something.

Death is not the misfortune of the dead, but the misfortune of the living.

Once upon a time, the Greek sage Epicurus said this.

Indeed, if you think about it carefully, when a person dies, the first person who is sad is not himself, but the people around him. The Buddha listed death as one of the seven sufferings and eight sufferings, and people often think that the suffering of death is the most difficult to overcome and endure.

Then, conversely, the blessing of birth is not necessarily the baby's, but its relatives.

Happiness and misfortune alternate, like life and death intertwined, like raindrops falling from a clear sky.

People don't know whether to smile at the bright sunshine or show sadness at the falling raindrops.

The word "state funeral" may be very unfamiliar to people living in this era.

A hundred years before the sea level rose, this highest level of ceremony represented honor, virtue, commitment to duty and love for the homeland. But now, in an age of few lands and few virtues, the word sounds unattractive.

Even in the eyes of some "progressive" people, this is the culprit that hinders world integration, it is a narrow "nationalist", and it is a bad habit that should be swept away. In any case, since the formation of the Coalition Government, the term 'state funeral' has not been seen in people's sights,

Near the Baiqiu adjacent to New Milan, a huge fortification has been going on for more than a month. GST engineers and construction drones are working around the clock.

At first, people speculated that this was GST building a new office building. They saw good wood, marble, and rare minerals being transported here in boxes, and transport planes unloaded in a hurry like bombers. All the staff are working with full energy, and their hard work and vitality even make the breathless daily life of New Milan seem lazy. Gradually two weeks later, the thing that GST is building has a little prototype, but it still can't tell what kind of building it is.

Soon, the engineers appeared to have finished their work and were on a plane away. But what people didn't expect was that the plane sent another group of artists. These colorfully dressed and eccentric people took over the jobs of the engineers.

People didn't know what they were building from the silent and busy engineers at first, but an artist inadvertently leaked the wind.

--tomb.

They are building a mausoleum.

The previous engineers were just laying the groundwork, and the artists were doing the rest.

Now people understand why GST has to build projects in places like Baiqiu. Since ancient times, the emperors of the East have chosen deep mountains and old forests, majestic mountains or magnificent rivers as their resting places.

The White Hill...it seems to have been called Mont Blanc in the past, the highest mountain in the Alps. After the world level rises, it can no longer be called a peak, it can only be called a hill, and because it is one of the few places that can keep high snow, people simply call it a white hill, and here in the past A mountain gully turned into a river, and Mo Hesheng's cemetery was built here.

Baiqiu is not far from New Milan, only the submerged Turin is separated, but in New Milan, where the land area is scarce, the coalition government still has no idea to attack Baiqiu. They would rather build the building higher and higher. He would rather dig the subway down without stopping, even if he got to the core of the earth, he didn't intend to touch Baiqiu.

Because it is too troublesome to build something in Baiqiu. First, the climate here is not suitable, and second, the terrain is too bad. Even if something is built, maintenance will definitely cost more resources. In urban planning, Baiqiu can only be regarded as a scenic spot. The reason why Mo Shixin chose this place was that she wanted the coalition government and the GST Group to always look up to her father, and they owed him too much.

People don't know what deal Mo Shixin made with the coalition government. The GST construction in Baiqiu gave them a feeling that GST... no, it was Mo Shixin who had controlled the coalition government. What's more, what is built here is a mausoleum, which is a very private building.

And the outside world also quietly heard a voice that this young woman has already overwhelmed the world.

The old man is lying on the sickbed.

His breathing was short, and his face was purple due to the disease, but his face did not have the emotions that a dying person should have, such as relief, resignation, or fear, sadness - none of them, his face only A kind of focus.

The tumor on the old man has spread all over the body. Usually, the doctors would tie up such a patient, put him on a bed in the intensive care unit, insert tubes all over his body, and let him be tortured by ticking electronic sounds and instruments. surrounded.

But there was nothing on this old man, he wasn't even tied to the bed, he just stayed motionless on the bed relying on his own willpower. Or maybe he was so focused that he forgot about the pain.

On the ceiling he was facing, there was a huge and complicated instrument. This instrument is an astronomical telescope fixed on the ceiling, using the most advanced technology of GST, it can make people lie on the bed to observe without putting their eyes on the lens. The principle of its lens movement, in addition to face recognition and iris capture, is said to have technology about brain waves.

The old man was lying on the bed, shaking his head slightly.

This is the only moving part of him who is already terminally ill, and his iris reflects the stars reflected from the mirror.

Look, the nebula there is connected together.

There the Milky Way stretches on and on.

The Milky White Star Road still shines.

The lens of the telescope keeps zooming in and out, allowing him to recall every planet he has ever observed.

He was able to name every celestial body he saw, some of which were even named by him, that one was Mo Hesheng 751, that one was Mo Shixin 439, and that one, the most beautiful blue giant star, was named after His beloved christened 771.

It is said that when a person is about to die, due to the stagnation of the body, the brain will run rapidly instead.

Mo Hesheng's dry eyes were slightly moist, he recalled too many things.

His whole life is inseparable from this sky, whether it is his goal or his dream.

His sight finally stopped at the Phoenix constellation.

There, the phoenix was no longer there, and the expanding mist had completely covered the constellation of the phoenix, trapping the phoenix inside like a huge egg shell.

And he didn't even know how this process happened, he didn't even get to see the beautiful phoenix one last time before the fog completely covered it, when he was held by Hermann, unable to reach his telescope .

Seeing this, he still cried.

Legend has it that the phoenix will throw himself into the flames when it is about to die, and then nirvana.

He would rather believe that the big phoenix in the starry sky was just preparing for nirvana, but he could no longer see it anyway.

When a person reaches a certain age, he knows the date of his death very clearly. If not, how can he be said to know his destiny.

"dad……"

When his tears slowly fell from his eyes.

Sitting beside him, Mo Shixin wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

This busy woman has a lot of things to do every day, and every second of her has been compressed, but she still set aside a specific day to come here to accompany her father. Since her father was with her on the first day of her life, she should also stay with her father on the last day of her father's life.

During the time spent with his father, Mo Shixin didn't eat or drink, and didn't even take a nap. She just stared blankly at her father. She felt that her father might not have noticed her existence, and his father's thoughts were all cast on the telescope on the ceiling. He has always been such a person.

To be honest, to this day, she can probably understand the reason why her father forced her to become a genius. This purpose is not simply to hope that a woman will become a phoenix or to hate iron but to be steel, or even a little selfish.

But she can't hate her father at all. This is probably because she was educated to be as selfish as her father, so she can understand her father. Both father and daughter are willing to give everything for their ideals and their own goals.

"I……"

She wanted to say something to her father, but couldn't.

My father's illness is hopeless, and even with GST's incredible advanced technology, it will never be possible to cure him. Those technologies that sound magical, in the end, can't make people healthy at all, but just make people live.

What's even more ironic is that his father, who always hated the smell of cigarettes and avoided them, developed lung cancer. A non-smoker died of the same disease as a smoker, which made Mo Shixin feel that fate is not fair at all.

Although Mo Shixin gave her father everything he wanted and needed after GST came to power, she never expected to neglect his health, which can be described as a hundred secrets, if she could care about her father a little more...

"Dad... Dad..."

Mo Shixin felt that she was an emotional person, but at the moment she tried every means to make her father happy.

"Well, Tang Ren and I have a relationship. We found out about a month ago. We plan to make up after the wedding when we have time."

The old man didn't know if he didn't hear, or he couldn't move at all. He was still lying motionless on the bed.

Staring at the night sky behind the lens, he stared blankly at the place where his dreams existed.

"I've had a test and it says it's a girl."

As Mo Shixin said, he pulled his father's hand over and placed it on his stomach, as if he wanted to build a bridge between the grandpa and grandson who were destined to separate Yin and Yang, and establish the only connection for them.

"I think this child will definitely be like his mother in the future... No, maybe he will be like you."

As Mo Shixin spoke, he fell silent.

She suddenly blamed herself for being stupid, saying that these things were only adding to the poor old man's regret.

Holding a grandson is an important part of the traditional culture of their nation, but she puts the family happiness at her fingertips in front of her soon-to-be-deceased father, and she doesn't know what she wants to do.

Mo Shixin wanted to leave a thought for her father, she wanted him to go away peacefully.

"Dad, I will take good care of your granddaughter and make her as good as you. I will teach her all the knowledge on earth and teach her the memory palace..."

She continued to talk about her career with her father, recalling her great achievements over the years. She rebuilt her father's hometown and named it Dyson Bay, which is a name that my father will definitely like. Then she talked to her father about Lanna, Herman's end, and of course, the recent major discoveries in astronomy.

But Mo Hesheng didn't respond at all, even when Mo Shixin mentioned that she had received an unusual cosmic signal, he remained motionless.

Mo Shixin cried, knowing that her father was dying, she tremblingly took out a tightly wrapped small box from the box beside her.

The box was gently opened, and the white mist brought by the low temperature drifted out from it, and then it was fleeting, just like the life of the old man in front of him.

Inside is a needle tube, and the liquid medicine in the needle tube exudes a strange fluorescent green color, just like the color of the river Styx in people's fantasy.

Mo Shixin wiped away her tears and took a deep breath. She wanted to see her father off for the last time in person, because this decision was made by her.

She gently raised her father's skinny hand, and slowly pushed the medicine in the needle into Mo Hesheng's vein.

Mo Hesheng lay on the bed like this, still motionless, but the corners of his mouth twitched a few times as if smiling.

"You have already gone to that starry sky," Mo Shixin said calmly, looking at his father.

In January 2057, the 54-year-old famous astronomer Mo Hesheng died in his home. He did not leave a last word, let alone a suicide note. The first half of his life was full of vigor and vitality, but the second half of his life was bleak, with nothing left except some false fame. No one knew who was missing in his heart at the last moment of his life.

On the day of Mo Hesheng's funeral, the coalition government, various departments under it and all members of the GST Group saw Mo Hesheng off. According to the schedule, his ashes will be sent from the GST headquarters in Asia to a cemetery built in Europe.

Cremation has been gradually replaced by cremation before the world's sea level rises. In the current era of land shortage, burial has even been banned directly. As a scientific researcher, Mo Hesheng also disdains burials.

But Mo Shixin did not follow his father's idea.

She kept the whole body for her father, and treated his body with a Pharaoh-style embalming to ensure that his body did not rot. Then, the father's coffin was made of high-quality sandalwood and gold and silver processed boards.

On the day of Mo Hesheng's funeral, the coffin was covered with three flags, from bottom to top were the flag of the coalition government, then the flag of GST, and the last one, which was also the top one, was a horse covered with stars. This is the place Mo Hesheng yearns for all his life.

People stood on the side of the road with their heads bowed one after another. They threw white petals at the long string of black Bentleys that were mourning, and bowed slightly to the dead to show their respect. The GST-controlled media made great fanfare for it, the coalition government lowered its flag at half-mast, and almost all the dignitaries who made their appearance on the news publicly expressed their condolences.

According to Mo Shixin's request, everyone attending the funeral must wear white clothes. White is the color of mourning in traditional oriental culture, but at Mo Hesheng's funeral, it has other meanings besides mourning. Because white is also the color of science, scientists always wear white coats, which is the most suitable for a scientist's funeral.

The mausoleum located in Baiqiu is very grand. Even the GST employees who had heard the rumors of this mausoleum a long time ago were terrified when they carried the coffin into this unbelievably huge building.

It was so extravagant, they looked up inadvertently, and saw the star dome above their heads was bright and colorful, and the surrounding lighting was dim, as if they were in the middle of the Milky Way, raising their heads to be with the stars, and bowing their heads to accompany the sun and the moon.

Mo Shixin hollowed out more than half of the mountain to build this mausoleum, and he was not allowed to install any lighting. In order to keep his father with his dreams forever, a huge and incredibly sophisticated astronomical projector was placed under the silver dome of the mausoleum. But such a huge project did not use even a gram of mineral ice, because Mo Shixin knew how much his father hated this kind of fuel that would obscure the sky.

And after walking through this stunning starry sky, the mourners came to a labyrinthine and intricate room, where countless antiques and collectibles collected from all over the world were placed in the room, and everything my father praised in his diary Mo Shixin took down a part of the building or the beautiful scenery and put it in this room.

Finally, exhausted, the mourners reached the main chamber.

With green grass under their feet and towering trees above their heads, the entire tomb is a large greenhouse controlled by a computer. The plants inside are transplanted by Mo Shixin from all over the world at any cost. These are precious and beautiful Plants surround Mo Hesheng's final destination - an observatory-shaped base.

The mourners opened the lid of the pedestal, and carefully placed the coffin into the pedestal.

Under Mo Shixin's gaze, the lid of the base slowly closed, leaving this man with ill-fated life here, and his dream and heaven.

Afterwards, Mo Shixin intentionally revealed the cost of the funeral, the preparations for it, and various details to highlight the status and glory of the Mo family. Media from all over the world also rushed to report What a grand and luxurious funeral. This luxury is not only beyond the imagination of ordinary people, but also beyond the funeral specifications of any big figure since the birth of the GST and even the coalition government.

What's amazing is that after this funeral, the coalition government seems to have entered a state of 'distrust'. Mo Shixin's every move seriously hurt the authority of the coalition government. Mo Shixin can spend a lot of money on a funeral, but the coalition government can't do anything about it.

Nine months after Mo Hesheng was buried, the Mo family ushered in a happy event, Mo Shixin and Tang Ren's child was born.

In the delivery room of GST's company staff hospital, where several doctors mysteriously disappeared, Mo Shixin secretly gave birth to a baby girl accompanied by Ruoyue.

But the strange thing is that the baby girl was born with thinning white hair. Mo Shixin was surprised and did a comprehensive examination on the baby, and the result surprised her. The various data displayed on the birth report showed that the baby girl's The IQ has reached the standard of a 7-year-old child. She is simply an unborn genius. She also has unusual health, almost never gets sick, and her life span is so long that she doesn't seem to die.

"Maybe this is the fate." Mo Shixin, who was recuperating on the hospital bed, said lightly. She thought of her missing birth report and looked at everything she was in charge of outside the house, and suddenly felt that she should be the chosen one. Man, it must have said so in the report that contained all her secrets.

"Just call me Mo You, with my surname, he won't object." Mo Shixin said to Ruoyue.

"Don't you need to talk to Section Chief Tang?" Ruoyue asked.

"No need." Mo Shixin said while gently stroking Mo You's hair with her hands. The combination between her and Tang Ren was originally very purposeful. Knowing what love is, I'm afraid even Mo Shixin herself doesn't know how much affection she has for Tang Ren.

"Moyou, Moyou, don't worry...she looks so cute, I envy you." Ruoyue dragged her chin, quietly looking at the baby girl in front of her.

"Ruoyue, help me up." Mo Shixin said, and with Ruoyue's support, she walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room. She looked at the GST building in the distance and the science kingdom she ruled under her feet. With the Yaxing of stargazing.

Ruoyue hurriedly went downstairs to get a telescope from the car, then sat side by side with Mo Shixin, quietly admiring the wonderful night sky.

Mo Shixin fixed his eyes on the constellation that made his father dream about it - the phoenix that was covered by clouds and mist, now it can only show a hazy outline of blood, as if it is pregnant with life, slowly and firmly Growing up, one can't help but look forward to what a magnificent view it will show.

"It's so beautiful there, it's unreal." Mo Shixin murmured.

The second volume of "Glow Roar" is finished.