The Record of Unusual Creatures

Hao Ren looked down at the blond girl who was held in her arms. The cold body didn't respond. He shook his body gently. The latter's arm swayed weakly in midair. Hao Ren sighed. Tone: "...will still not move."

Even if Nolan, who always maintains a wooden look, seems unable to accept this scene, she came over and said with a low head: "I understand your mood, but she is really dead, so bury her, this is for you. It’s good for her. You will get more and more crazy when you go on like this.”

Hao Ren’s tears are coming down quickly, but his tears are going to be really bad. In this case, he can’t tell people. “Because my tablet is attached to this girl, I have to follow "The corpse is holding her like a corpse." If he really wants to say this, he must be regarded as a madman who is over-stimulated, so he can only cry and sorrow: "You don't persuade me, I really can't put this guy down... ..."

The data terminal is still in his mind: "Let you usually take this machine as a brick and throw it and throw it away. This is retribution!"

In the current situation, no matter what Hao Ren said, it is impossible to wash away the misunderstanding. Nolan looked at him with a sympathy and compassion: "You... forget it, Ulanov, you can bear it." Wait, I will let the 'doctor' go to your side, at least deal with this... girl."

Hao Ren estimates that the other party is talking about anti-corrosion topics, but he feels that this topic is too strange to be too much now, so there is no peace. He left behind the dejected Ulanov, and soon after he walked away, he heard the voice of Nolan talking to another mercenary. The mercenary apparently did not understand Nolan’s decision: "Boss, do you really let him live with us with a body?"

Nolan’s voice is weak: “I won’t live for too long, I can see that he will leave.”

The mercenary still didn't give up: "But... boss, I can't listen to what you said. I have never seen such a strange thing in my life..."

"Enough," Nolan interrupted his subordinates. "You haven't seen it. I've seen it, I've seen him even more crazy than him. He's already done this. Just let him temporarily numb himself, this In the world, being a dream is also a lucky one."

Hao Ren walked with his data terminal and walked deeply. He was deeply filled with tears. He knew that he was in the eyes of an outsider. He was a madman under the tragedy of love, paranoia, schizophrenia, and still a love. Corpse...

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but pay tribute to Ulanov next to him: "Really. You are a man."

I can accept a corpse next to me. The helmet man’s heart is not really wide.

However, I didn’t expect Ulanov to nod to Hao Ren’s admiration: “You are, I didn’t expect the world to have a man like you, you are a real man... she must be very happy before she was born?”

Hao Ren’s face was distorted and abstracted. He almost bit his back and said to Ulanov: “I tell you a story...”

Ulanov is not clear: "You said."

"I have a tablet computer, broken and squeaky, and annoying, but one day it suddenly didn't know which wire was shorted. I was attached to a blonde girl, and I didn't know the blonde girl. I am running around with this dead and dead guy. You are a madman, paranoid, schizophrenic. Love corpse, but actually... don’t leave!”

It turns out that this matter is unclear.

Ulanov led Hao Ren to the dormitory that was assigned to him. This is a small silver-gray room with metal casting. Almost all the buildings in the entire barracks were built with this kind of "iron box" of mass production. Monotonous It is repressed, but it is more than a little bit stronger than the shacks in the black slums that are piled with iron. The small room is simply furnished with only one cot that can be folded into the wall and a set of tables and chairs that can be folded into the ground. The table is filled with some items before the main life in front of the room, and at the corner of the room is a small box. . There is nothing else but nothing else.

It seems that the furniture in the entire room can be folded into the four walls, which is like a refuge building or an alien living cabin. It was probably not designed for use by ground forces in the beginning of the design: for ordinary rooms, these folding parts are not necessary.

Ulanov noticed Hao Ren’s curiosity. Sighing next to it: "These 'grey boxes' are all dug up from the old Aitu's space base. They should have been launched onto the Tum Star and become the first alien colonial city built by humans, but Everything was ruined after the war, including the space base and the innocent scientists... Now there is only this gray box, which is full of poor people who will never see the stars again."

Ulanov said, subconsciously touched his sleek black visor, and then waved his hand: "You are busy first, I am next door."

After Ulanov left, Hao Ren threw the data terminal that turned into a girl (dead version) on the bed and looked around the room to confirm that there was nothing suspicious, but nothing was found. The Heaton who used to live here seems to be a person who values ​​the cleanliness. The room is clean and the things are neatly arranged. It’s hard to imagine that there was a vulgarity in this room. Mercenary. Hao Ren came to the metal-cast folding table and saw an old diary on the table. He took it.

Nolan doesn't seem to worry about an outsider stealing the secrets of the mercenary unit, or there is no secret in this Heaton's room. In short, she did not send someone to clean up the relics in this room in advance. Hao Ren can just Let's take a look at what information the renegade mercenary left in the world.

But the diary is full of boring content, recording a stereotyped and observant mercenary that is monotonous and boring every day. The diary's record is also intermittent, and the text is crooked, and it looks like a text record that the person who never likes to write a diary barely reluctantly left. Hao Ren couldn't help but think of what Ulanov said: Heaton grew up in a slum, and it seems that the level of education is not high.

The data terminal sensed Hao Ren’s current behavior through a spiritual connection. It was puzzled: “How are you so interested in a rebel mercenary?”

“It’s boring,” Hao Renfei flipped through the diary quickly and quickly turned to the first few pages. “I want to know about the world...”

The beginning of the diary is written on a certain day of the year. Nolan suggested that the owner of the diary should develop the habit of writing a diary. How much can leave the memory he has existed in this world. This is the beginning of the whole diary.

"This Heaton seemed to be a loyal guy a long time ago," Hao Ren frowned. "He started to write a diary under the advice of Nolan. He is a rough man who has never been to school. He doesn't like this. Wen Hao's things, but because of Nolan's words, he insisted on writing a year's diary."

"But in the end it was a rebellion," the data terminal groaned in his mind. "Many carbon-based creatures are fickle."

Hao Ren didn't say anything, just quickly flipped the book to the last few articles. He saw some inexplicable mad madness at the end of the diary. The mercenary named Heaton raised a dream of madness, endless pain and deceived life. He seemed to believe that he was trapped in one. In the huge scam, and the center of the scam is the leader of the "grey fox" Nolan. The text of these parts has been confusing to a certain extent, and even the grammar is no longer fluent, and it is very laborious to read.

In the last few paragraphs of the diary, Heaton wrote in a nervous tone:

... all are scams, all are fake, the whole world, the majority of my life I have lived, all are fake! This world is definitely not like this. What is wrong with it... I want to wake myself up, just like waking up from the bed, but I have to find a way... Maybe Nolan is the key, she seems to know the real world, so she Definitely a key! I don't have much time...

This is the last piece of information left by mercenary Heaton before the rebellion.

Hao Ren looked inexplicable. He thought of the spiritual intervention of the eldest son or brain monster on human beings, but the situation of Heaton seems not to be the case. And if the guardian influences the spirit of Heaton and causes him to defect, then it will be affected. It shouldn't be him alone, and the mercenary partners who are with him will not be spared.

He shook his head, threw the diary aside, and turned to look at something else on the table:

It looks like a personal computer, or something else, and in any case, it seems to be useful for checking information.

"Terminal, help to intervene in it..." Hao Rengang wanted to habitually let the data terminal help to invade the database of this device, but looked up and saw the girl's body lying in bed, suddenly discouraged, "Mom egg, the key moment off the chain Goods... or I am coming." (To be continued)