holo hunter

Scene 70: Rest

The headlights of the car shine on this deserted path.

The temperature in the north was even colder than in the south. This made old Pander sneeze as he shook his body.

"Once you get older, your hands and feet will never get warm again after they become cold."

The passing meteor left a fleeting white mark under the sky. If we must connect everything in front of us, maybe Banduan Ling is the same existence for Lou Zhe.

His feet stepped on the broken branches and leaves, making a crackling sound. In the distance, the boy fell into a deep sleep on the cold ground.

Old Pende had to take his little brother back. He had just lost the most important thing in his life. If he catches another cold due to this bleak wind, it would be worse.

As a friend, he couldn't bear to witness such a thing happen.

On the neon signboard, the words "Inferior Genes" are still flashing.

After today, everything will change. No one knows what happened in this place. They will only know a little about it from the reports, and then use it as part of their after-dinner entertainment when the sun rises in the new day.

Trajectories. Trajectories that intersect between lives do not have any conditions for empathy.

Thinking of this, he bent down and carefully picked him up. The shackles that bound Lou Che's arms fell naturally, and he gently lifted him up and placed him on his abdomen.

Could this be considered a restored state? he thought.

The blackened arms were not what normal people could imagine. At that time, he was clinging to the edge of the sea of ​​​​hell, relying on the residual thoughts in the distance that had not dissipated, and barely managed to save his life.

It is hard to imagine that this is a move made by a teenage child. But it seems reasonable. When a person grows from childhood to maturity, every choice they make may be weighed in their minds or carefully considered.

As long as your brain is not broken, it is impossible to do the same thing as this guy.

Although this kind of impulsive and reckless style is not worth advocating, in a sense, it deeply touched the heart of old Pander.

"I took him away."

Just like picking up your grandson from the kindergarten in the surface world, he said politely to that gentle and sad figure.

He nodded and showed a pleased smile.

"Why don't you come and sit at my house?" Old Pande pointed to the duty car in the distance.

He shook his head. His outstretched arms became thin in the moonlight. It seemed that he had achieved his wish.

"Little guy, your dad is much more handsome than you." Old Pander glanced at the two scars on his face, which were like the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky tonight. The solemn black top was stuck to his thick chest.

, a sky-blue belt held up the dark red skirt pants. The fish-patterned white ribbons hanging down the sides of his thighs hinted at his unique royal status.

The clouds kept moving. After putting the rut in the back seat, Old Pander closed the car door, waved from the lowered window, and turned the car around.

Now, he was the only one left in the empty old central square.

He took two steps and recalled his passing years:

Has it been sixteen years in the blink of an eye? At that time, as a father, when he picked up his son, he seemed to see the new life of life.

But that thought only lasted for a moment.

As an adult, you should understand this truth. Children are not the sustenance of your own failed life. Children themselves also have the life they desire.

No one can control him, life is under his own control from the moment he is born.

I just felt guilty for not being able to give him a healthy body. He didn't have to go through so much pain, but he still went through it and fought with everything he had.

"This is a bit like me." He rubbed his nose and became proud.

Everyone knows that there is no way to turn back time. If he could, he even hoped that his child would never come to this world, but such an idea was quickly rejected in his heart.

"No matter what stupid thing you say, he will definitely do it. We have to believe that life is born because of it, and responsibility comes with it."

Now, there was only one car leaving the square. He tried desperately to remember the light and shadow submerged in the darkness, but it seemed that there was no memory space in his body that could carry it.

"I didn't expect that being a father also has a time limit. Is it already time? I haven't experienced it yet."

The wind sweeping across the earth was once again swept into the air. With the help of the wind's cover, the building that had completed its mission disappeared lonely.

The duty vehicle driven by waveguides quickly passed through half of the scrap area.

Old Pande operated the steering wheel with one hand, and with the help of the central rearview mirror, he could see Lou Zhe sleeping with his head tilted to one side.

"Why don't you scold him? Your child does things without considering the consequences."

For a moment, he felt as if he could sympathize with Cannian. If it were him, he would probably be reluctant to speak. As a parent, although old Pan De has never been one at all, he has at least been a child.

There is really nothing more joyful than being able to gain the approval of your biological father.

"If you think about it from another perspective, your life doesn't look so bad."

Neon lights flashed on the avenue, and under the neon lights were signal optical fibers that covered the entire city. They were entangled with each other like snakes, and they had to separate until they intertwined at the corner.

He stepped on the accelerator suddenly, causing the boy lying behind him to almost fall out. Just think it was all jealousy of a bad life. Old Pander found a seemingly reasonable excuse and got away with it.

the next day.

The light coming from the crowded alley invaded the room. On the low wall stood a sparrow begging for food.

Old Pande held a basin of hot water and was about to scrub Lou Zhe's body.

"I have a fever again. If Bandan Ling is here, he will definitely beat me to death."

He twisted the towel and gently wiped his face and forehead.

This is not his home in the center of the scrap area, but the bungalow he rented a long, long time ago.

Sunlight shines through the soot-rendered grille skylight. Half a square meter in the center of the skylight has been replaced with a hard partition. Thick information cables pass through the wall on the other side from the back wall. The peeling latex paint makes the entire space

It looked dirty. The memory mattress was covered with medical alcohol, bandages and some drinks that could replenish glucose.

"Next, it's time to wipe yourself down."

Scaled hands held his back.

The entire back is covered with vein-like veins, probably the sequelae of excessive use of waveguides in previous battles.

When the rude man finished taking care of a patient, he leaned against the wall and took out a cigarette.

"Indeed, at this time, having a girl is really important."

The faint smoke slowly dispersed, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait before his brother woke up. The bandages were re-tied tightly, and no one would be able to discover his ripple secret. It was really well hidden.

So deep, even I was deceived, old Pander thought to himself.

The center of Santorini is located in the Odin District.

After swiping through the identification system, Dai Xiangan pressed the elevator on the 12th floor with Bo Duanling on his back. The moment it opened, the hematology department who was originally on standby took the lead and stopped in front of him.

"Have you brought back the samples we asked for?" the bald man in the lead asked.

"Hey, hey, hey, shouldn't you care about my situation first?" Dai Xiangan was angry for a moment. Are all the hematology departments such unconventional Frankensteins? He threw out a transparent one from his trousers.

The glass bottle contains the blood cells obtained in this battle. It is not easy to get this thing, he thought. Until the last moment of the battle, he did not find a chance, until the human boy vomited out the blood cells at the last moment.

With the blood on his trousers, he was able to complete the last target of this mission.

"We will thank you. If we get what we expect, then Dr. Ji will pay you the highest respect." The team leader of the hematology department took it accurately, then turned around and pressed the button.

Elevator to the eighth floor.

Dai Xiangan scratched his arm, and after thinking twice, he came to the utensil warehouse where the experimental subjects were kept.

Human cells cultured in vitro are spread throughout the space, in a sea-green liquid, relying on the jade-like base to absorb nutrients.

"This place is too cheap, not suitable for people like you!" Dai Xiangan stretched out the last word, "Human!"

Relying on the unique authority, the top-notch cryptographic network that was repeatedly nested by the coding layer was opened again.

Now, they came to a cold space, just like a cellar, but not quite. The living voxels emitted from the central system can always ensure that her body is in the best condition.

Dai Xiangan opened a special pyrolytic carbon container. This material has extremely good compatibility with living organisms. Even if it is left for ten years, the holographic man will not even show any signs of aging. Immediately afterwards, he was so cautious that he could no longer

Cautious movements placed Bo Duan Ling inside. Although it was a bit exaggerated, in the eyes of other boys, Bo Duan Ling was the most precious existence.

Before leaving this closed space, he said to his niece: "Although my parents are terrible, at least I met a good boy. Sure enough, God has always been fair in some aspects."

Under the dim light was Bo Duan Ling's long eyelashes. She seemed to hear nothing, but she seemed to hear everything.

A remote area of ​​the scrap area. Old metal hardware is covered with yellowing rust.

Suddenly there was a slight voice in the room.

"What time is it now?" The hot compress towel was still warm on his forehead, and he opened his eyes and stared at the cracked ceiling. Everything became so strange.

Old Pande's eyes lit up and he immediately responded: "September 2, 3:15 in the afternoon."

"I made you worry, I'm fine now." Lou Zhe tried to straighten up.

Did you apologize to the people around you the first time you woke up? He was really an outstanding child. Old Pande slowly withdrew, leaving the memory space to his little brother, and faced the air

He gave a thumbs up sign and said, "The food is hot and in the pot. For the rest of the time, just stay here and relax. You will definitely meet again."

"Yeah." The teardrops running down his cheeks reached his chin.

For the lonely warriors, every place they move towards is just a short-lived node. Every inch of the holographic world is not a place where they can rest.

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