holo hunter

After the blood was drawn, Lou Zhe simply ate two bites of breakfast.

The physical fatigue has almost faded away, and he can even feel that his condition is slowly recovering.

He had read a pharmacology report, which showed that if humans avoid factors that continuously harm the body in time when a disease is discovered, more than 70% of diseases may be cured on their own.

Now that he has come to the holographic world, his diet is not as rich as in the terrestrial world, and his metabolism is also slower. Maybe he can survive for a few more years.

He walked closer to the wall near the woman. This special-structured building seemed to be movable. He fixed his gaze on the ceiling. There was a fitting gap that could be opened if he guessed correctly.

It may be possible to communicate visually between up and down, but such equipment is not functioning.

About two hours had passed, and there were some movements around him, but the woman beside him didn't react at all.

He was a little worried that if the waveguide evaporated excessively, he would faint. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become worried.

"Neighbor, are you okay? If you can hear my voice, please give me a response."

He mustered up the courage and took the initiative to communicate. After all, this was a matter of life and death. His sense of justice did not allow it, so he just stood by and watched.

But the other party didn't seem to appreciate it and didn't react in any way. Or maybe - she really fainted.

How terrible! Originally, he could easily confirm the status of the surrounding life forms by just using Bo Huan, but now his energy has been completely blocked by the shackles.

This approach is completely unworkable.

"Although we are not very familiar with each other, I am still worried about your situation. If it doesn't work, you can call me a fool. I just want to feel at ease. If you hear it but insist on ignoring me, then I will continue to

The nagging goes on."

His face grew thicker and thicker, without any regard for the feelings of others. This unique style was really innate.

But to this extent, the other party is still indifferent.

"Little brother, don't waste your breath." The elder brother on the other side heard his words and spoke, "That guy never pays attention to anyone. Apart from repeating the sentence of wanting to live, he just

Nothing else was said."

From this point of view, this is still an autistic patient. However, it is understandable that anyone who contracted this disease due to work would not feel comfortable.

"Maybe, we just didn't care enough. I'll try again." Lou Zhe stood up, not fully accepting the advice of the big brother next door. He had to confirm many things in person before he would believe it.

"I don't know if my situation is similar to yours. Anyway, as a poor person, I am already looked down upon by outsiders. You should respect poor me."

Lou Zhe's tone is very gentle. This kind of personality charm emanating from his bones often makes him shine in the crowd.

The arm that was originally bandaged is almost healed.

He leaned closer again, trying to speak his words more clearly.

Hearing only the sound of the shackles mopping the floor, Lou Zhe felt happy. But the next second, an unexpected scene happened. The originally silent electronic pipeline suddenly released high-voltage current volts.

"Beast!" With a hoarse wail, a sudden burst of energy shook from the next door, even knocking the building that was originally leaning against the wall to the ground.

The fence showed signs of being forcibly broken in, and the swaying steel pillars swayed frequently. Not only that, the arm that intended to destroy Lou Ru's body reached through the intertwined current to the position where he was imprisoned. With red fingertips,

The visibly burned skin gave off a pungent smell in the air.

Lou Zhe was frightened. Amidst the violent impact, he looked at the limbs that were wailing in hostility and felt a little sad.

"I hope you're okay."

He stood up and looked at the pair of constantly trembling arms. The flowing current firmly attached her to the power grid.

But she didn't seem to stop there. She kept struggling and bumped her body against the isolation wall where she was being held.

"Starting to go crazy again."

The glances from the entire corridor were full of discrimination. They couldn't stand this noisy guy, and they even wished she would die early.

"No need to sympathize with her. She was never merciful to us when she was injecting delife medicine to destroy our immune system."

It’s just that work is work and life is life. In the process of the entire civilization moving forward, all mistakes should not be attributed to a small character.

You know, she is just trying to realize her own life value.

Lou Zhe cannot understand such behavior.

Obviously everyone is already a poor person in this journey of life, why are we still ostracizing each other in such a situation?

If at that time, when he was in the ward, Duan Ling had viewed him in the same way, then he would have lost his will to live faster.

He began to think: Life is too fragile. Without the faith given by others, it is not enough to rely only on one's own spiritual internal friction to obtain salvation.

The bloody arm was still waving in the dark corridor.

Electricity flowed through the body that had lost its soul. Perhaps only pain could make her feel the reality of being alive.

Along with the sound of footsteps going down the stairs at a fast pace, the guards were about to use a large dose of anesthetic to restrain her.

Wake up, fall asleep, wake up, fall asleep again.

Don’t you give her any hope? Don’t you give her any of the most precious human emotions?

Lou Zhe's heart kept beating.

He became more and more painful, until the last sentence broke his inner bottom line.

"She will only be a symbol here. No one will remember her. Everything in the inferior genes exhibition hall will eventually be submerged in history."

Many times, we understand many metaphysical principles in life, but in the end we still cannot obtain salvation.

For example, if you touch a patient with centripetal disease, you will be infected with centripetal disease.

Then what?

Are we going to watch her drown in the whirlpool of disease?

If everyone has to make such a choice, then the only thing I can be sure of is that I cannot make the same choice as them.

Lou Zhe's steps were heavy. Before the guard's footsteps came, he passed through the high-voltage fence covered with electronic pipes and suddenly held the woman's arm.

"Ahhhh——"

Amidst the biting current, the palm of his hand that had been struggling unexpectedly came to a standstill. That was the warmth that only Lou Zhe could feel, and it spread to his heart through the cracks in his heart.

The heart, pulled by the high-voltage volts, began to beat violently. Without the protection of the waveguide, the rut was no different from ordinary people.

He soon lost consciousness, and with his knees bent, he collapsed on the ground.

"Quick! Turn off the power switch immediately."

The guard who arrived in a hurry ordered the patrolling electronic snake to immediately switch to power-off mode, and the wooden stick extended from the outside pushed the boy's body to the other side.

"What's going on? If this guy burps, we'll be in trouble." No. 2 assessed the seriousness of the situation in his mind.

"It's okay. When the time comes, just pass the responsibility on to the alien next door. Anyway, this is just like that. It makes sense."

…

I don’t know how long it took for him to wake up from his barren consciousness. He was not dead yet, but his body seemed to have just broken away from the huge gravity.

There was a sound in his ears, and Lou Zhe heard someone calling him.

"Are you okay? Are you okay?" He seemed a little anxious, but couldn't let go completely.

Now, his bladder seemed to be malfunctioning, and he couldn't tell what time of day it was.

As he slowly opened his eyelids, Lou Zhe saw the flashing emergency lights and his heart that was still beating.

"If you can, please answer me too."

"I-it's okay." He replied reluctantly.

The woman's breathing suddenly stopped. Perhaps she was also surprised by such a response, and she immediately apologized to Lou Zhe the next second.

"I'm sorry, I always can't control my body. If something like this happens again, please remember to stay away from me. I don't want to hurt anyone, but I just can't control myself." Her voice

With a hollow tone, it seems that he has fallen into deep self-blame.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, this won't prevent us from becoming friends. It is said that there will be an exhibition of inferior genes tomorrow, and maybe we can say hello then." Lou Che said softly, "Also, no matter what happens,

Don’t hate yourself when others don’t hate you.”

When I finished saying this, my stomach began to growl. Judging from the current hunger, it was at least half of noon.

"But I might look terrible."

"Why haven't you ever thought that I look terrible too?"

When Lou Zhe said harsh words to himself, he didn't hold anything back.

The woman seemed to be amused and pursed her lips softly.

"My name is Lou Zhe, what's your name?" Lou Zhe said.

"Um - I have forgotten what my name is..." She hesitated for a while and replied sheepishly.

"Then let's call you Little Muddlehead! Anyway, you can't remember your name. Just let me pick one for you. Then we'll beat the drum as a signal. If anything happens to me, you'll hear me call you Little Muddlehead."

When you are here, remember to give me some face."

"Okay! To thank you for your encouragement, I will definitely remember it."

"You're welcome, you're welcome!"

He said with a smile, remembering what his grandfather once said to him, he couldn't help but sigh about life.

"One day, when you encounter something that you have to accomplish at the expense of your own life, you will know what the most important thing in life is for a boy."

He climbed up and used his last strength to lean against the wall.

It was only at such a moment of physical and mental exhaustion that he realized that there was still a secret gift delivered to him by Bo Duan Ling in his pocket.

He smiled reluctantly and put his hand in.

The girl in the picture is wearing an elegant pink nightdress and putting her bright red lips on her flushed face.

"It should have been taken before the kiss came." Just when he thought of this, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

One day he died.

Where would such bright flowers float to take root?

He really wanted to know the answer, but he couldn't rush this kind of thing. The only thing he could do was to leave a deep impression on her in the remaining days.

Become the most memorable clown in a girl’s memory!

Yes, that's right. From this moment on, that is his greatest ideal.