Doomsday gangster dressed as interstellar cannon fodder

Xie Mingqian's eyes widened when he heard this, he turned his head slightly and said displeasedly.

"If the furball doesn't want to leave, just let it stay."

"I don't want to leave, but you have to let me go?"

"No matter what, I won't leave."

Yan Hua looked at Xie Mingqian in front of her with a headache and said in confusion.

"Xie Mingqian, how old are you this year?"

"Why are you and Maoqiu so stubborn?"

"go back!"

"I'll go back to the auction house after I get the news. Don't cause trouble here."

Xie Mingqian and Yan Hua looked at each other for a long time, feeling more and more that they had no momentum at all, and said angrily.

"We said it was a cooperative relationship, but I think it was worse than when we first met."

"If you said this when we first met, I'm afraid you can no longer stand here properly."

Yan Hua replied unceremoniously.

Xie Mingqian thought about it carefully and seemed to have no way to refute it.

At that time, Yan Hua could have saved herself by herself, but he pulled her in. Although they later killed those people together, the two of them still wanted to deal with each other.

After thinking about this, Xie Mingqian held his breath and said dullly.

"Just leave, I'm afraid you won't make it."

After confirming that Xie Mingqian was really gone, the old man slowly walked out and went straight to his small house.

Yanhua lowered her head and told Maoqiu not to show her head, and quickly followed her.

The house is not big. After entering, there is a wall five steps away. On the right wall is a hanging screen that has been obsolete for a long time. On the left is a narrow bed.

There is a small corridor at the entrance. The bathroom door next to the corridor is closed. There are a lot of rags piled up in the corner. If you look closely, there are even some small metal pieces inside.

The most eye-catching thing is the wall full of photos, densely pasted all over the wall, and even the ceiling is covered with all kinds of photos.

In an interstellar world that uses optical brains to store records, photos are extremely rare, let alone the wall-to-wall photos.

"Yan Yan, I always feel like it's so scary here."

It was also the first time for Xiaobai to see so many photos. The dim lights and the cramped space seemed to convey some kind of ominous atmosphere.

"Don't be nervous. I'm a madman. I look like a madman naturally."

As the old man spoke, he came to the end of the bed and did something unknown. A space suddenly appeared on the ground.

"Come with me."

The old man took the lead to walk towards the entrance of the cave, and Yan Hua could only continue to follow with the fur ball in her arms.

The stairs are dark, and the light projected by the light brain illuminates the road ahead.

I don’t know how long I walked before a blast of cold air hit my face, and the old man in front of me spoke.

"arrive."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "click" sound, a door opened, and a silver-white corridor appeared in front of him.

The corridor is long and winding. It looks silvery white at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it looks like it is covered with mesh-like structures. Walking in the corridor always makes people feel a chill in their backs.

"arrive."

The old man took Yan Hua to another door, pressed the switch and opened the door, and a circular room appeared in front of him.

A variety of photos are constantly displayed on the smooth screen, and many traces of repairs can be seen on the operating table. In the center is a pieced-together round table, with various broken parts placed on top, and on both sides.

A device that Yan Hua has never seen before.

"These are all things I have made little by little over the past few decades."

The old man looked at everything in front of him and said with emotion.

"In order to hide it from those people, I couldn't go to work, and I couldn't expose myself at will. I could only rely on picking up these discarded parts and start over by myself bit by bit."

"Decades, time flies so fast."

Yan Hua looked at everything around her and couldn't help but be shocked by everything the old man did.

"Since I brought you here, I will also tell you what you want to know."

The old man said, walked to the operating table, called up a photo and said.

"My name is Ambrose, and I have lived in the city of Rectus since I was a child."

"I have a very strange hobby. I don't like to use optical brain recording. I like to save everything I see in the form of photos."

"At that time, Lei Ketuo City was not taboo about the third ability. Although life was not very good, everyone was very happy."

Yan Hua didn't say anything. Listening to the nostalgia in Ambrose's tone, she could guess what Lake Tuo City looked like at that time.

"But I don't know why. As Leketuo City continues to expand and outsiders pour in, everyone seems to have changed."

Ambrose lowered his head and said with some sadness.

"I don't like those, and I can't understand why they reject third abilities so much."

"Until an accident, I discovered that I had a third ability."

"But my third ability is different from ordinary people. My third ability is to see the energy groups in others."

"The previous research was not wrong. Everyone has energy clusters on their body. Through the energy clusters, I can easily tell who is the owner of the third ability, who is more talented in medicine, and who is more suitable for machines.

First."

"Actually, it was nothing at first, but then when I went to the wilderness to take pictures of star beasts, I saw dirty things."

When Ambrose mentioned this, his tone immediately became angry. He clenched his fists, as if just thinking about it made him feel horrible and abominable.

"The energy group of the third ability is beautiful, pure, and clean. It is like the blessing bestowed upon us by the gods in ancient rumors."

Ambrose looked at his hands, his whole body trembled with excitement, and his tone became much more eager.

"That's a blessing!"

“It’s a symbol of beauty!”

"But I only saw dirty, chaotic, and disgusting energy groups in those people!"

"Those are not third abilities at all, they are evil and ugly things!"

"It seems that everyone in Lake Tuo City is afraid of the third ability, but they don't understand it at all!"

"The true third ability is so beautiful. It is a beauty that I have never been able to take pictures of in my life."

"But they use that dirty stuff to pretend to be! They even stigmatize it!"

Ambrose slammed the console viciously, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment and dissatisfaction in his heart in this way. He smashed the console with all his strength, not even caring that his hands were bruised.

"If you smash the console now, you will only hurt yourself."

Seeing that Ambrose was not ready to stop, Yan Hua frowned and said.

"I know."

Ambrose suddenly calmed down. He looked at his bloody hands and murmured.

"I know it better than anyone else."

"Those lunatics just want to replace them with that dirty stuff."

"Disgusting stuff!"

"They are so beautiful, why destroy them?"

"So, I couldn't help but take action."