Wasteland Echoer

Hearing this, "Feng Mine" rolled his eyes at him and said in a nonchalant tone:

"Isn't it just that Zhiqing died in front of you? Ask the lost people in our "Order Society" who has not experienced pain and despair?

If you have forgotten the reasons for the formation of ‘unintentional people’ and lost people, I don’t mind educating you once more. We, in the distant past, were all humans infected by the 'virus', or their children! "

"Wind Mine" spoke word by word, while pointing his finger at Igor's chest:

"Only by surviving the initial pain caused by the 'Heartless Man Virus' and blocking it out of the heart with willpower or means can you become a lost person instead of degenerating into a man-eating monster. Do you know? If your arm If you are bitten, the 'virus' will quickly erode your skin and muscles, and use any infected part as raw material to quickly produce a large amount of 'burning fluid'.

"You will experience a burning sensation and pain as if molten iron has been poured into your body. This feeling will quickly break your will, making you no longer want to struggle and resist, but just want to end your life as soon as possible. There are only a few infections Those with a low degree of pain, or those who have formed spirits with the surge of magic power in advance, can alleviate some of the pain."

"I know, but it is the pain of my own body. Professor Ivanov is like my father. My loved ones died miserably in front of me. I am destined not to engage in research related to 'Old Fireworks' anymore." Gore argued.

"You don't know!" "Wind Mine" roared, slamming his hands on Igor's shoulders, looking up at him with sharp eyes like a furious tiger, "The pain suffered by the lost ones as a human being I’ll never understand it.”

"Indeed, now you will call those who can cooperate as 'friends', or even 'comrades', and those who have obviously taken offensive actions as 'enemies'. But do you know, Igor, at least three hundred years ago, We are monsters wandering in the gray realm."

"Monster?" Igor said in surprise.

"Yes, they are monsters. For a while, we were called 'evolved unintentional people' and 'more threatening evil spirits'. 'Unintentional people' attack us more frequently because of the human aura in us, and they are the strongest among humans. And the 'Extraordinaries' are also preparing to hunt us.

"During that time, we didn't even have the possibility of wandering in the gray area. We could only learn to abandon the human part of our thinking like the 'Wuxin Man' and completely transform ourselves into pure beasts. We were already suffering from physical pain. We also have to endure mental rejection, and the lives of the lost are much longer than humans. The higher the level of the demon source, the longer the survival time.

"No wonder Queen Lelita of Eventelei once called immortality a curse. Longer life means more pain and rejection, as well as a stronger sense of loneliness."

"Lonely?" Igor blurted out.

"That's right, loneliness!" "Wind Mine" took over the words and said seriously:

"Most of the lost people, including me, have no relatives or friends. Under normal circumstances, only one or two lucky people among tens of thousands of 'unintentional people' can become lost people, and from 'unintentional people' to become lost people The difficulty is consistent with meeting a god and threatening him.

"In other words, sporadic 'Heartless Virus' infections usually do not produce Lost Ones. Only large-scale 'Heartless Waves' or failed wars will produce Lost Ones. Almost all of us will appear when we open our eyes." Everyone will see dead and mutating relatives.

"You know, Mr. Igor. The mutation of a large part of human beings is not completed instantly. It usually requires four or five hours of struggling in pain. For some strong people, it takes half a day. Therefore, most of the lost people will see it after they wake up. He saw his relatives and friends struggling painfully and twisted around him, and dark red blood began to flow out uncontrollably from his mouth, nose and ears.

"Then there are internal organs as bright as rose petals, and finally pure red mucus. You know, in the precursor stage of mutation, many of them have lost the ability to speak. In the final stage, they can neither call for help nor endure the burning. He was in burning pain and could only moan helplessly or roar like a wild beast.

"But they will retain their last bit of reason and fight against fate. Most of the relatives and friends who are in the last state encountered by the lost ones will forcibly restrain the desire to kill in their hearts and try to drive us away as much as possible, either by jumping off the building or using the weapons at hand. Kill yourself with weapons..." "Wind Mine" said, paused for a long time, wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes, looked up at Igor's eyes with irrepressible sadness, and asked:

"Tell me, isn't this despairing?"

"I can't answer." Igor glanced to the side and said with a heavy tone.

In my impression, the "Wind Mines" Igor has seen are all condescending and superior "Order Society" strong men and half-leader-like existences. They are very arrogant, cruel, and indifferent, but extremely confident and self-esteem.

This weak, sad, and painful state was the first time Igor had encountered him. Therefore, his resentment and fear of the leader of the "Order Society" had subsided, and the feeling called "sympathy" in his heart had subsided. His mood suddenly rose, making it difficult for him to deal with the complex emotions for a while, and he simply had a feeling of escape.

But "Wind Mine" did not give him a chance to continue to evade. Instead, he forcibly straightened his head and looked at him:

"This is despair, the despair of being helpless and the despair of hating oneself for being weak. You know, Mr. Igor, the completely lost cannot have relatives. Those children born by the lost are 'semi-lost'. They Even though they are like us in almost every way, they lack only the baptism of pain.

"After seeing our relatives and friends die, we have to wander among the 'unintentional people' they have become for a long time before we can find organizations established by the same kind, or enter other cities controlled by humans. That kind of situation where no one can talk to, and we don't know How to obtain food and water, everything around you is like an isolated island, deliberately ignoring your feeling of existence, as if you have been abandoned by the world.

"During that time, we once felt that our bodies no longer existed, wandering like undead. The stars were just a darker curtain, and the day was just a brighter picture. It was meaningless to us. So, you are with us In front of me, there is no qualification to talk about 'despair' and 'pain', nor is there any opportunity to use this as an excuse to escape."

"'Wind Mine'." Igor took two deep breaths to calm his turbulent heart and said:

"I have never mentioned my past to anyone, including during the military review by the Federal Council. Just like you, my wife Shava was scratched on the arm by the Lost in a conspiracy and mutated into ' It's an unintentional thing. I was barely affected because I was injected with the 'No. 0 drug' distributed by the Federal Council in the early years.

"But my son really died in the battle against the 'Unintentional Wave'. My daughter, what a lovely girl, also disappeared after that battle, and her life or death is uncertain. Do you know, 'Wind Mine' , from then on I planned that as long as I didn’t get the exact news about my daughter, I would protect my life and wait for the day to reunite with her.

"For this reason, I evaded the mobilization order of the federal army, and by bribing senior officials of the Federal Council, I got the opportunity to stay away from the war completely and devote myself to scientific research. I never dared to come into contact with those dangerous and extraordinary monsters. I have always been familiar with and good at it. Work in the field, for fear of any accidents.

"So, please forgive me for my cowardice and evasion. I have never been able to fully devote my life to the dangerous 'fireworks of the past'."

"Mr. Igor, I think you can change your attitude now." "Wind Mine" took a deep breath, and the "painful" expression on his face immediately disappeared and turned into a kind smile.

"Is there any news? About my daughter?" Igor's eyes seemed to be shining, he pinched "Wind Mine"'s shoulders and shook him vigorously.

Fortunately enough, "Wind Mine" brought him the answer he most wanted to hear:

"In fact, the Krusted Federal Council has already thoroughly investigated you. Whether you confess or not, they know everything about you. As a leader, Chief Vasily cares most about the loyalty of his people. degree, especially when you are researching for him the 'Evolution Platform Project' that is enough to change the times.

"I do have some good news for you. A week ago, soldiers from the Federal Strategic Regiment saw your daughter's appearance outside several abandoned settlements north of Hoptov in the Far East Central District. A very similar 'person', judging from the appearance, he is probably about the same age as her now.

"Vasily once said that as long as you can put down your burdens and devote yourself to research, the empire will send troops to help you find your daughter during the upcoming 'Great Railway Battle'. So, you are still afraid of 'cannibalism' 'Fireworks'?"

"If what you said is true." Igor pressed his chest and said:

"I will swear in the name of the Lord to promise you and the Federal Council."

…

When the conversation and argument between the two ended, the setting sun shed its last golden rays, and a huge orange fireball was gradually replaced by a crimson moon that revealed an evil aura in the sky.

After leaving behind the burden in his heart, Igor followed the "Wind Mine" to the center of the abandoned factory, a complex geometric pattern made of splashed lime.

As "Wind Mine" quickly chanted the incantation for spirit formation, their surroundings were quickly enveloped by a bright blue light and a small hurricane that blew violently.

A few seconds later, when everything returned to a brief calm, Igor had followed the "Wind Mine"'s "Jump Array" to a dim area that resembled a giant pit.

After a brief dizziness, Igor was attracted by a giant tree with green sparks floating in front of him.

He took a few steps back curiously and looked up. Under the poor moonlight, this silver tree was actually emitting a soft, almost electric light.

Its trunk is in an extremely scientifically straight state, resembling a giant upright geometric cuboid, almost the result of forcibly corrected by industrial civilization using its peak power.

The branches on the top showed square and square lines, which were two unimaginable extremes compared to the polluted twisted monster. Hanging on the silver trees are fruits like light bulbs, emitting a deep green shimmer. They seem to be batteries, constantly consuming energy and emitting green light spots as waste to recharge the silver giant. able.

The regular appearance, the shape rich in technological and industrial connotations, and the unique energy operation make this tree reveal a strange sense of regularity. Its existence, in Igor's opinion, is like a beacon guiding the light of science.

Before he could finish admiring this towering tree full of technological meaning, "Wind Mine" forcibly brought him back to reality.

"Mr. Igor..." "Wind Mine" patted Igor on the shoulder, pointed at the big red block behind them and said:

"This is the 'god-like core' that has not been injected with any energy. I think you should first understand the object you are about to study, rather than the sequential monster behind you that is temporarily of little use."

"You must know that the 'fireworks of the past' that scare you will not arrive for four or five days. The research equipment, materials and workshops here have been prepared for you long ago. You should first clarify the main object of the research."