holo hunter

Now, it has become extremely quiet here.

The bleak wind suddenly penetrated the building ruts and Bo Duanling's clothes. At the same time, the temperature of the desert was undergoing huge changes.

…

He suddenly remembered some past events.

When I was very young, I was different from other children.

He is very prone to dreaming, and his sleeping process is like the soles of his feet resting on the lake, giving him a very shallow sense of instability.

He told his grandfather about his anxiety, but his grandfather told him that this was a good thing. Although it was a dream, if you look at it from a different perspective, it can actually be said to be an alternative second life.

In dreams, you can even be yourself with peace of mind.

Now he could more or less understand what it meant.

At this moment, standing in his homeland, his heart was racing repeatedly. Dreams and reality began to evolve from a parallel state that was originally impossible to intersect.

He recalled a dream that appeared frequently. It was a sad scene. Cannonballs with huge smoke fell on every corner of the sand. Children who had lost their parents kept crying. He fell from the sky like a savior hero, but the tribe seemed to

He was not very welcome.

He just said to him coldly: "Now, what's the use of your presence?"

Obviously in the dream, he still had difficulty integrating with the fictional Mercerism. To a certain extent, this inability to empathize with this land caused him to lose his so-called "home".

From this point of view alone, he is very much like an android. After reorganizing his thoughts repeatedly, it is obvious that the result has not changed: he cannot produce hot human emotions for anything in his hometown.

Just because he was in a dream, he couldn't do anything. He couldn't do anything except running to where the tattoo was.

Everyone only knows that he is a great young Weiren, but only he knows how much he has paid along the way.

The harsh sound of arrows rang back and forth in his ears again. At that time, he was kneeling on the ground crying, and blood gradually appeared on his originally free body.

He could never forget that in that hot and humid rainforest, he once lost a partner during a mission.

Friendship is sometimes more important than life. He has always adhered to this principle.

Sadness grew involuntarily on one side of his heart. He remembered that guy's most admirable creed - the sacrificed people would be buried in the Evergreen Pavilion, where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and they would be admired by the world every year.

Now, he has thought of words to refute this point of view, but he doesn't know who to say it to:

"You are wrong. When you die, there is nothing. It is like the night sky without stars. How can anyone look up from the bottom of their hearts?"

…

The earth glows red under the final setting sun. The old site of Beixun City has long lost the bustle of the past. The empty city is silent under the singing of the wind. The tracks of the monorail train are already covered with rust, and the dilapidated earth is almost

There were no signs of birds or animals moving around.

Some time has passed, Loulan's experience has begun to be gradually forgotten by history, and the entire world has to keep looking forward.

The message passed down by word of mouth reveals the natural law of "good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil". The destruction of Sin City is the result of heaven's punishment. No one should shed an extra tear for them, and no sympathy can be given.

As for what the truth is, the younger generation has no desire to know.

…

In the distance, electronic screens glowing green are filled with precise points in the urban space, where the density of scientific research institutions is highest.

In the Spring Valley Satellite City, the urban agglomeration made of spruce green surrounds the World Tree. The electronic optical signal band bounces back and forth throughout the entire special space, and everything here is strictly monitored.

"It's a child?! There are unidentified individuals in the D-11 tree area who are trying to cross the isolation border area. All land and air areas in this area are under long-term blockade."

The screen began to focus, and they could clearly see the boy's back.

"The tree keeper didn't come forward to stop it. It could be because it's time for a shift change. What should I do?"

The operator on the workbench reported to the commander behind him. Officer Niu did not respond. He stared at the signal source on the monitoring screen and pursed his lips. In the screen, the main image of the World Tree was like Optimus Prime in three dimensions.

spinning on the projection.

The wind and sand swept across the earth again, and the ring-shaped connected buildings surrounded the entire space, like the derived seventy-two pillars of Solomon.

…

Officer Niu was lost in thought. He thought that this young man probably hadn't realized how dangerous his actions were. In the past ten years, they had intercepted almost all individuals who were unaware of their lives.

This is not an ordinary area. It only takes a moment, and it will kill you. The evening breeze caressing your cheeks may very well be singing your requiem.

"How dare you take such a big risk!?" He couldn't stand the young man's pressing pace anymore, "Send the Spring Valley Peacekeeping Team immediately to stop his stupid behavior."

"yes!"

His eyes were fixed on the screen in the control room, not even daring to blink. His hair fixed with hairspray made him look particularly energetic, but the wrinkles on his eyelids revealed that he was over half a century old.

He glanced at the surface of the bitter coffee with sharp eyes, and his gaze was like a blade. This was the unique killing charm of a soldier. Despite this, he still felt a trace of uneasiness in the broken sand wind. He rarely

Since he was in disarray, even on the battlefield, he was only defeated once.

But now the same feeling appeared again. He looked at the boy on the screen. His khaki coat was billowing, and his vision was too dim to see his appearance clearly. He didn't know that he would be a new young man with sharp edges.

, he is also a ruthless character with eagle eyes and hooked nose.

He knows very well that this country has never lacked geniuses, but the more critical point is that he must first figure out whose side he is on.

…

Returning to the isolation zone, Lou Zhe broke free from the shackles of his memory and glanced at the iron-arm-like buildings around him and murmured: "It seems that there is a world on the trees."

"Originally Loulan acted as a buffer zone here, but now, you should have discovered that humans are full of hostility towards this place."

"But how do we enter the holographic world?" The World Tree piercing into the clouds can't be seen at a glance. "If it is climbing, it should be impossible. Do you have any clues?"

"When I escaped from the holographic world, it was the wormhole that my parents opened for me. They bought me time while dealing with the enemy. When I woke up, I was under the World Tree. But

Don't be anxious, we still have time to explore." Bo Duanling could see Lou Zhe's urgency. Although she was very grateful, she still didn't want him to make any reckless moves. If forced, it would be easy.

To attract the attention of the Spring Valley troops.

"Really? Your palms are getting thinner and thinner."

They both understood what this meant. In this hazy image, Bo Duanling's body was like a translucent drop of water. Not only the God of Death, but also the water-starved desert cast coveted eyes on her.

In order to save Bo Duanling's life, Lou Zhe didn't hesitate at all. He quickly crossed the surrounding isolation zone and moved towards the location of the World Tree.

"Don't get too close. There is an anti-intrusion monitoring circle here. You will be arrested by the tree guards for endangering public safety." Bo Duanling shouted to the reckless man in the isolation zone.

Lou Zhe ignored it and slowly approached as if he was being summoned. After a short distance, he placed his textured palm against the rough bark, as if he was having a conversation with nature.

The wind was blowing, and the dust stirred up made the boy in sight feel a little sad.

"This..." Bo Duanling looked at him from a distance. The young man under the giant tree was gleaming with silver under the new moonlight. His khaki coat was billowing with sandy wind, and the hem of his clothes was floating behind him.

This scene will be burned into her mind over and over again, and she may never forget it.

…

Inpatient department office. A short conversation came from the phone.

"Lin Che, he is forced to be discharged from the hospital. We tried to persuade him, but he kept smiling and said nothing, and seemed to have no intention of listening." Cihe's director made a report to the other end of the line.

"Is this like this? It doesn't matter. There is no program without bugs in this world. Of course, there is no program that cannot be debugged. Just allow him to mess around once."

"But if this continues, we will lose a genius again. He is not an ordinary person. Should we do everything we can to protect him?"

"Protection? It seems that you have some misunderstandings. Look at your fingers. There is a high probability that the number of individuals in this world who can compete with him will not exceed the number of the former."

"sorry."

"The essence of human beings is to pursue the unknown. What he is doing at this moment is the most correct thing."

"I see."

Now, the time has come to seven o'clock in the night, and there are only five hours left before Banduan Ling disappears.