As time passed day by day, Chen Qinghan and the others finally broke the news. When they sent the message for the last time, they said that the human radio station was almost out of service.

It is conceivable how much burden it will cause for humans like humans.

The man must have died in great pain, and his body turned on the switch that shouldn't have been turned on.

After losing their news, I wandered around familiar places, such as living, workplace or near a shop.

But there were no new discoveries. After half a month, Chen Qinghan suddenly came back. The unit had not yet studied the big casserole and had not picked him up. He came back by himself.

Of course I was happy. He appeared at the group gate early in the morning. During this period of his disappearance, I stayed in the group every day. Unless I went out to find out about him, I would go back to my residence or shop to check it out.

He seemed to know that I would be in the group, and he rang the doorbell early in the morning and I jumped straight down from the upper floor.

He stepped into the door, hugged me, and hugged me for five minutes and refused to let go.

I thought it was difficult to talk to him. I could feel that he was trapped in a strange state. In addition to the excitement and joy of meeting again, there were other emotions, and that emotion was not very positive.

Sure enough, his first words let go of me were: "When will Bishi and the others set off?"

"Ah... I don't know, it's almost done, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"It's okay, just ask, worrying that you're leaving."

"How could I leave if you don't come back? I'll pursue you for thousands of years!"

I try to make the atmosphere liven up because Chen Qinghan gives me a very depressing feeling.

I asked him what method he had returned, and he vaguely replied that he had found someone who could send him back.

I wondered why he kept this matter secret, and it was useless to continue asking questions. He only said that it was inconvenient for him to explain in detail.

It is normal for him to have a secret. Anyway, people have come back now, so I don’t worry about how he came back.

"Where are the others? They are all back with you?" I turned to ask another question.

"No, no, only me."

"Then let's go into the house and say, don't stand here and have a breath."

It was a little cool in the early autumn morning, so I pulled Chen Qinghan upstairs and went to the office to chat.

He suddenly appeared, and to be honest, I felt a little dreamy, and there was a little unrealistic feeling.

He was wearing a strange outfit, with a very simple style, a stand-alone pullover and straight-leg pants, but the material was not obvious, it was not knitted or like cloth.

Because it was not working hours, I was the only one in the office, and we sat opposite each other. Chen Qinghan's mood stabilized slightly, so I made him a cup of tea.

He took two sips of tea, placed the cup on the table, and began to tell the story of their disappearance.

In fact, people die every day, and Chen Qinghan just didn't write it on the stone slab. These people died miserably, but the reason could not be found.

Chen Qinghan believes that the cause of their death is related to the disorder of time and space, but there is no precedent in the past, and he is just speculating.

They are all strong men. If they are sick and dying, they will not be able to see it and there are no external injuries. If it were me, I would also suspect that the cause of death is related to time travel.

Perhaps due to physical differences, their death time was not consistent, but in the end, none of them survived except Chen Qinghan.
Chapter completed!