All But Me Are Inhumans [Rebirth]

"Huh? Isn't this the person from the Killing Thousand Swords Research Institute? Why did he get out this late at night?" The little boy sitting in front asked in a chatty manner while speeding up, which was inexplicably inconsistent with the current tense atmosphere of life and death.

"Do you know who they're after?"

Wei Huan smiled awkwardly but politely, "I."

"Oh." The guy turned around and it took two seconds.

"What the hell???"

"Stop talking nonsense, brother, run quickly. This is a test given to you by God." Wei Huan was talking nonsense while turning his head to check. The distance between the convoy behind him was getting closer and closer. The huge billboard in the distance was updated with advertisements at this moment, and the screen

The above is a new type of low energy consumption artificial food.

The growing power of the demon clan continues to squeeze the human food chain and resources, so that they can only seek a way to survive through technological production.

The background music of the advertisement was an electronic version of horse racing. The rhythm was so fast that Wei Huan had a headache. Many images flashed through his mind, including black rooms, formations, magnetic fields, and blood that was about to dry up all over the floor.

"Oh my god, this is my first day on a mission, why am I so unlucky?"

Wei Huan, who is always in a surprisingly good mood, habitually asks, "What mission?"

"Oh, my mom." The boy suddenly raised his right hand and slapped his mouth, "Did I just say the mission? I can't say it."

The corner of Wei Huan's mouth twitched: "... As long as you are happy."

A group of children with bare feet and dirty feet ran over quickly, almost bumping into the mechanical components they picked up from nowhere. The billboard changed again, and on the screen was a line of large words - Endangered Species Protection Day.

Avoiding the children, the boy on the bike said again, "What kind of protection is there? Human beings can't protect themselves, so how dare they come up with some kind of protection day."

Wei Huan remained silent. He and the human boy were in completely different positions. In the eyes of most monsters, humans were just a link in their food chain. At the beginning, most of the monsters in power were pacifists, and when the race was growing stronger, they were willing to

Human beings regard them as an equal ethnic group and recognize their rights as human beings. However, as the internal conflicts of the demon clan deepened, humans were not satisfied with submitting to the rule of the demon clan. The disputes between the two groups became increasingly serious, with frictions and frequent wars.

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While he was still alive, the human conservative party held power and signed a contract with the Demon World Alliance to achieve temporary peaceful development, but under the surface of peace there was still an undercurrent.

Although Wei Huan was a ruthless man, he was able to deal with it at times like this. Humans and monsters have had grudges for thousands of years, his parents died in the war, and he himself died trying to maintain stability, but he has never hated ordinary humans.

Most of them are just victims.

Thinking of this, Wei Huan sighed silently, and inadvertently glanced at the bell tower in the distance, and found the year, month and day in the lower right corner of the electronic display.

His heartbeat seemed to have stopped suddenly. He suddenly grabbed the motorcycle boy's shoulder, "The last time we counterattacked..." Before he could finish his words, he immediately changed his words, "I mean, when was the human assault war?"

The boy was startled, and the motorcycles swayed in an S-shaped position, "The assault battle... it was seven years ago, I was still a primary school student at that time, and I haven't fought in a long time."

Wei Huan's heartbeat is getting faster and faster, just like his confused brain at the moment.

seven years...

Is it possible that it took him seven full years to commit suicide?

Wei Huan grabbed the boy's shoulders. The wind was too loud and he raised his voice, "You just said you haven't fought in a long time. What is the situation now? Have you won?"

"No!" The boy's voice also became louder, "How can we win? The current ruling party in Fanzhou is the puppet of monsters. Human beings are miserable now, okay?"

Have so many changes occurred in the past few years since he left? Wei Huan asked again: "Humanity... I mean the current prime minister is Song Chengkang?"

"Song Chengkang?" The boy seemed to react for a moment, then suddenly realized, "You mean him? He has stepped down a long time ago! I don't know how many generations have passed. The current puppet party... I won't talk about it."

It seems that the puppet party he is talking about is a political party that has no real power and is controlled by monsters. What about the people who used to be conservatives? And those radicals who have been shouting about fighting monsters all day long, where have they gone?

His thoughts were interrupted by something that brushed against Wei Huan's ear. The thing finally hit the helmet of the boy in front of him, making a crisp sound and the speed was too fast.

"What the hell?!" the boy cursed.

"They are armed." Wei Huan turned his head and looked behind him. Sure enough, the next second those people picked up their guns and pointed them at his target.

"Do you have anything that can stop bullets?"

"No." The little boy's voice trembled, "Aren't they going to shoot soon?"

"If I give you a gun, can you fire it?"

"I won't open it, I don't dare."

"...Wow, you're awesome." Wei Huan took a deep breath and saw an alley in front of him. At the entrance of the alley seemed to be some kind of barbecue stall or other small shop, "Hey, go to the entrance of that alley."

The motorcycle suddenly turned sharply and almost touched the ground. Wei Huan took the opportunity to stretch out his arms and lift up the folding table in front of the barbecue restaurant. He folded the four legs, just in time to block the flying bullets.

"You are so witty!"

"Your driving skills are not bad, the old driver is very stable this time." Wei Huan quarreled while looking down at the table carefully. Their bullets seemed to be unusual. They left very small traces on the table, which were different from ordinary bullets.

"Wait a minute, this alley..."

Wei Huan put it down in one breath and then picked it up again, "Don't tell me that there is a dead end ahead. If you tell me, I will jump down right now and hit myself to death." Maybe he would load the file again and start over.

"No, it's the main road. I'm afraid they're blocking it at the other end!" Just after he finished speaking, the sound of the pursuit team's whistle came from the other end of the alley, and the entrance to the alley was probably blocked.

The field of vision was not very clear, and Wei Huan suddenly noticed that there were several one-meter-high metal trash cans not far ahead, near the wall on the left, with a half-meter-wide discarded long wooden board placed on top.

"Let's go from here." Wei Huan leaned to the left, opened his arm and threw the folding table in his hand towards the first trash can under the wooden board. With a thud, the first trash can fell to the ground, and the long door panel was originally lying flat.

He lost his balance and tilted toward them, with one end falling to the ground in a slope shape.

"Smart!" The car owner turned his hand on the handle and drove directly down the slope Wei Huan had driven out. "Hold on to me!"

Wei Huan's body and the motorcycle soared into the air together, drawing an arc in mid-air with the man and the motorcycle, and finally passed the pursuit convoy guarding the entrance of the alley, landing more than ten meters away.

"Holy shit! It's so cool!" The boy on the bike lowered his body and accelerated like crazy, throwing those cars far away.

"It's so cool to have fun..." Wei Huan whispered, "If you could fly, you wouldn't go crazy."

The wind blew past, and the little boy didn't hear Wei Huan's complaints at all, and said to himself: "There is a particularly hidden road over there. They will definitely not be able to catch up from there. Oh, by the way, let me see the clothes you are wearing.

...That sign seems to be from the Thousand Swordsman Research Institute. Who are you? Why are they arresting you?"

"As soon as I opened my eyes, I entered the chase dungeon. I was also very panicked. There was no NPC to issue quests..." Wei Huan, an Internet-addicted boy, suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck. He reached out and pulled out a needle, "Oh my god.

groove??"

His vision gradually blurred, and before he could figure out what was going on, he passed out holding the needle and fell on the back of the boy in front of him.

Wei Huan had a dream.

In the dream, he was not wearing a school uniform, but was wearing a black hat, and was wandering around a chaotic slum in human form.

By the way, isn't this the dark zone?

He walked among a group of humans as if nothing had happened. He looked no different from them. Anyway, there would be no monster detectors in this kind of place. The dream was cut by colorful lights, like a broken mirror, reflecting many things.

A strange and magnificent picture.

His wrist was pulled by a human boy. His hair was blue. He was the same as the sharks from Shangshan Academy, but not quite the same. Wei Huan was dragged to the basement, which was full of humans who were shaking their heads to the music.

In his hand was a strangely colored liquid, which humans call wine.

Monsters don’t drink alcohol, or rather, they don’t drink alcohol brewed by humans.

But Wei Huan has always been a deviant. The more the monsters don't let him do something, the more he likes to do it.

Alcohol made his consciousness a mess. The only clear moment in the chaos was when he was pulled away. His eyes moved dizzy from the hand holding his arm, and moved upward little by little, revealing the large black coat hidden inside.

A little edge of the dark red school uniform, white side neck, and then moving up...

It was a face that was prettier than all the humans and monsters Wei Huan had ever seen. He was good-looking in every aspect, but he didn't like to smile.

[Trespassing into the restricted area, do you want to implicate me and be punished together with you?]

Suddenly woke up.

Wei Huan opened his eyes, and for some reason, he felt as if he was lost.

He had indeed been to the dark zone before, and not only did he come, that cold guy also came to take him back. But why could Wei Huan never remember the memory between after meeting him and returning to school to be punished?

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The door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

"Hey, he's awake!"

It was a familiar voice, that of the motorcycle boy. Wei Huan raised his head and was about to sit up, but the motorcycle boy smiled and pulled up a chair and sat astride the bed, "Don't get up in a hurry. I asked Lia to come over and see if you are still there."

Is there anything else wrong?"

"Lia?" Wei Huan was puzzled, but the person involved quickly walked into the room with equipment. She was a beautiful girl with short brown hair, "That's me, I'm a doctor."

He is said to be a doctor, but he does not have a white coat. Instead, he is wearing a black midriff-baring top and shorts.

Letting this beautiful female doctor examine him, Wei Huan, who had nothing to do, raised his chin at the motorcycle boy and said, "Hey, you haven't said your name yet."

"Me?" The motorcycle boy smiled brightly, revealing a row of big white teeth, which made his wheat-colored skin darker. "Call me Azu." Azu rested his chin on the back of the chair, "What about you."

"Wei..." he blurted out subconsciously. Wei Huan suddenly realized that it was a bit too rash to directly reveal his identity to a human who had only met twice, so he turned around and said, "Wei Heng."

Wei Huan reacted quickly, and Azu didn't feel anything unusual about him, "Wei Wei?"

He nodded, "Yeah, eternity."

"Then I'll call you Ah Heng."

Lia put away the instrument, with no expression on her face, "The current situation is almost the same as when she was in a coma." After that, she looked at Wei Huan, her tone was serious and cold, "You'd better confess your origins."

Wei Huan was shocked, had he been discovered? But he didn't know the origin of this body, so how could he confess.

"What do you mean..." At this point, I have no choice but to take it lightly.

Leah crossed her arms across her chest and raised her right eyebrow, "Your body is very abnormal." After speaking, she opened a small black box next to the bed, "Inside is the chip I took out of your body. A total of

There are twenty-three.”

Looking at the blood-stained chip in the box, Wei Huan was speechless for a moment.

But in the next second, Liya conjured a dagger out of nowhere and put it against Wei Huan's throat, "Tell me, what is your relationship with the people from Research Institute 137?"

Wei Huan raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Hey, hey, don't get excited, don't get excited, you said you are such a pretty girl, why do you always attack people with a knife..."

Azu also quickly grabbed Leah's hand, "There must be some misunderstanding here. Yesterday, I saw with my own eyes the people from the 137 Research Institute chasing him. If it weren't for my divine weapon, his life would have been lost!"

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Wei Huan had a smile on his face and thought in his heart: If you hadn't hooked my clothes yesterday, how would I have gotten into your stolen car?

Leah's expression softened a little, but the knife was still not taken back, "You are wearing the lab coat of 137's test subject, but no one of 137's test subjects has ever been able to walk out of the research institute alive. Only one car and one person come out of it every early morning.

The body of a car that failed a test and was transported to the cemetery."

Wei Huan had no idea that the research institute was in such a situation.

So they used live people for experiments?

"You must not be an ordinary human being." Leah flicked her wrist, sheathed the knife, and sneered, "Forget it. I don't need to do anything anyway, and you won't live long."

The author has something to say: Wei Huan, don’t you want to die again? I’ll satisfy you.