Conan's winery play house

This is a chaotic world. The ghetto that the other party just mentioned probably means slum in Italian.

This place indeed fits the definition of a slum.

Some of the ruins don't look like they were recently ruined.

Most of the people living in some relatively intact buildings are old, weak, sick and disabled, and the clothes they wear seem to be made from cloth they find themselves.

Further away, there are bustling residential areas and streets.

It's like being divided into two worlds.

Miyamoto Aito walked towards the prosperous side.

The clothes he was wearing did not match the style of the community, so the people in the past would tell him to leave.

Those prosperous places should be what they call concessions.

The road through was guarded, and people who looked like a residential area were prohibited from entering, but Aito just speeded up, jumped up, and entered the concession as if flying.

The guards didn't even notice anything was wrong, and the wind didn't even blow it up.

After entering the concession, he released Dafu, Cookie and the paper doll Mingmei.

It's just that at this moment, Cookie and the paper doll Mingmei are no longer in the form of paper dolls.

The Shiba Inu with smooth and clean fur, the cute stuffed bear with a calm temperament, and the woman with an expressionless face and neat appearance.

And...the boy looking curiously at the street.

He looked like an aristocratic young man who rarely went out. Because of his clothes and appearance, the people he met along the way were very polite, and the store owners were also very welcoming.

Some people even have fear in their eyes.

Different from the dilapidated style of the slums, everything here appears clean, tidy and orderly.

The high-rise buildings are all clear, reflecting the color of the sky, like an aqua blue city.

The passers-by were all well-dressed and looked indifferent.

Miyamoto Aito walked on the wide road, looked at the peaceful atmosphere here, and blinked.

There seemed to be nothing new here, he had seen too many high-rise buildings, and the novel world during the hunter assessment was also very interesting.

This world doesn't seem to be as interesting as the hunter's world.

As he thought this, a large, rampaging truck appeared within Liuyan's sight. The materials used in the truck were all steel plates, which were very strong.

"In the car..." Aito turned his head and looked back.

I saw a motorcycle and two people on the motorcycle.

A moment later, a truck broke out and followed the motorcycle, almost colliding with it. Then the driver suddenly turned the steering wheel and the train crashed into another uninhabited direction.

However, Miyamoto Aito stared at the carriage without blinking.

"Familiar feeling..."

"Green hair..."

He stared at the carriage and suddenly stood aside in a daze.

The fragments of memory revived again, and this time, he saw an entire room of training chambers.

In these culture chambers filled with green liquid, there is a figure with long green hair floating quietly.

In the only training cabin, the figure floating in the air has long white hair.

She raised her head, revealing her face that was somewhat obscured by her hair, and... her bright and soft crimson twins.

Her mouth seemed to be opening and closing, as if she was saying something.

[This is just the first step, you will gain eternal life and never perish.]

[Anyone who loses geass after obtaining the code is just a failure...]

[You killed your mother when you were born, Aito.]

【She died because of your birth.】

The man's voice seemed to be pervasive, looping in his mind and ringing constantly.

The picture turned into black and white and completely shattered.

"I...killed my mother?" Aito came back to his senses and looked at his hands blankly.

is that so?

That's right.

That must be because he loves his mother so much that he can't wait to have her stay with him.

In this case, there should be mother's presence in those dark shadows before.

It turns out that his mother has always been by his side to accompany him.

This is really...

"Great, I'm very happy to know this." The white-haired boy smiled softly, with tiny lights dancing in his eyes, and a slight blush of satisfaction on his face.

"Where is my father? My father should be by my side. Is he still alive?" He then thought doubtfully.

Was it killed by him? Or was it killed by someone else? Did you stay with him?

Just as he loves his mother, he should also love his father.

So...father and mother should always be together. If he kills his mother, he will not leave his father behind.

If this is the case, then his father must have stayed with him like his mother.

With a satisfied smile, Aito returned his attention to the truck.

The woman with long green hair looks very much like the mother in my memory.

Apart from the different hair color, maybe the eye color is also different.

Because the green-haired figure in my memory has been sleeping in the training cabin and has never opened its eyes.

Other than that, the faces are exactly the same.

In that room in my memory, there were a total of 999 figures with long green hair.

Who is she? Is she related to her mother?

Is it a sisterly relationship?

Miyamoto Aito stood on the bridge and looked at the truck that hit him below. Rokukan saw the fighter jet approaching.

I also saw the black-haired boy who went down to try to help.

Black hair, purple eyes, handsome appearance.

There's something familiar about him. Although he doesn't look very similar to the black-haired and red-eyed brother Waldrom in his memory, it still gives people a very similar feeling.

Pedestrians gradually gathered together, took out their mobile phones to take pictures and records, watched with cold eyes, and talked with interesting voices.

The first thing the driver in the truck did after waking up was to drive the truck away quickly.

The fighter jets have also caught up.

The battle begins.

The door of the truck compartment opened, and a red mecha rushed out and started a battle with the fighter jets in the sky.

"I think I should follow." Miyamoto Aito looked at Daifuku and Akemi thoughtfully.

"Believe in your feelings." The woman with black hair and blue eyes said, looking cold.

The temperament is very similar to Miyano Shiho.

"Wow!" Cookie responded.

"Um." Dafu nodded calmly.

After receiving unanimous support from his family, Miyamoto Aito smiled and followed the truck ahead.

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As for the fighter jets in the sky behind him? And the artillery and bullets that may come to him at any time?

He didn't even care.

Because it is constantly unfolding without any lower limit, those bullets cannot touch him no matter what.

And this is a game world. If you want to play games, you can play whatever you want.

Uncle System will always monitor the progress of the game.

He trusted the other party without reservation.

The aqua blue buildings around him were reflected in his eyes, but they only disappeared in a flash, leaving nothing behind except the advancing truck that he had been staring at intently, never letting it disappear from his eyes.