Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
Endangered Species Rescue Program: I Just Got Assigned Three Husbands
墨書 Inktalez
When I woke up, everything around me had changed.
Gone were the towering skyscrapers and the bustling traffic; in their place was a gray, overcast sky and dilapidated streets. The air was thick with an indescribable metallic scent that made each breath feel heavy.
A cold, mechanical voice identifying itself as "the Butler" informed me that it was now the year 2347, and the Earth's population had dwindled to less than a billion, with women becoming a scarce resource. For the continuation of the human race, I had been selected to execute the “Reproduction Plan” and assigned three males as my spouses.
I was taken to a small apartment, which would be my future "home." The three men were already waiting for me there.
The first man, Lu Yuan, wore a faded military uniform. He was tall and had a stern face, his gaze sharp like a drawn sword, making it difficult to meet his eyes. He said nothing, merely observing me silently as if assessing a product.
The second man, Chen Xinghe, wore gold-rimmed glasses and exuded an air of scholarly sophistication. He smiled gently at me and said in a refined manner, “Hello, Miss Lin. I am Chen Xinghe; you can call me Xinghe.” His voice was soft, but for some reason, I felt there was something hidden behind his smile.
The third man, Zhou Yu, had a baby-faced appearance that made him look younger than me. He wore a brightly colored graffiti T-shirt that seemed out of place. He greeted me enthusiastically: “Hi, Meng Yao! I’m Zhou Yu; from now on we’re family!” His smile revealed two small canine teeth, giving him a sunny and harmless look.
These were my three "husbands": a cold soldier, a mysterious scholar, and a sunny... artist?
The Butler's icy voice rang out again: “Please familiarize yourselves with each other quickly to prepare for the Reproduction Plan.”
I looked around; every corner of this cramped apartment was equipped with cameras. The Butler's omnipresent surveillance made me feel suffocated.
Suddenly, I realized that I hadn’t traveled to the future; I had fallen into a massive cage. Moreover, I sensed that these three men were not as simple as they appeared.
For the past few days, I had been observing them closely.
I discovered that each of them was like a closed book filled with secrets. Lu Yuan, the taciturn soldier, seemed particularly sensitive to certain words. For instance, when I mentioned "war" or "the past," his pupils would constrict slightly and his fingers would unconsciously tighten into fists.
Once, I accidentally knocked over a metal ornament that made a sound similar to gunfire; he instantly went on high alert, his gaze sharp enough to kill.
This was definitely not a reaction typical of an ordinary soldier.
Chen Xinghe, the self-proclaimed scholar, possessed an astonishing breadth of knowledge—from astronomy and geography to biochemistry—he seemed to know it all. However, his understanding of history contained some discrepancies, especially regarding the 21st century; some of his descriptions were completely different from what I knew.
Strangely enough, he seemed unusually unfamiliar with some old technologies, like the internet and smartphones, as if he had never encountered them before. This was simply unbelievable for a learned scholar.
Zhou Yu, the seemingly cheerful artist, always tried to cheer me up in various ways, yet he occasionally revealed a sense of weariness that belied his age, as if endless melancholy lurked deep within his eyes. Moreover, his paintings, though vibrant in color, always gave me an eerie feeling; the twisted lines and shapes seemed to be telling some unknown secret.
Last night, while they were asleep, I quietly slipped into Chen Xinghe's study. His study was cluttered with various books, most of which were written in a script I had never seen before. I carefully flipped through them until suddenly, an old book caught my attention. The pages were yellowed, filled with strange symbols that resembled some ancient script.
I had a premonition that this book concealed important secrets. I stared at those peculiar symbols; they twisted like tadpoles, arranged in a sequence I couldn't comprehend. Could this be some kind of code? Or perhaps… alien writing? A bold thought suddenly crossed my mind. In this era, technology seemed to have taken a wrong turn, with many old technologies lost to time. Was it possible that this book came from beyond Earth?
The more I thought about it, the more plausible it seemed, and my heart raced. I attempted to use my phone—if it could still be called a phone—to search for related information, but there was pitifully little online about such symbols. The few related questions I found were met with responses like "prank" or "hype."
Just when I was at my wit's end, I noticed a question titled "Alien Civilization Exploration: Truth or Hoax?" With a sense of curiosity and desperation, I clicked on it…
Comment 0 Comment Count