What does it feel like to be hit in the face by a building?
Lu Xin feels that he has gained a little more life experience.
When the buildings on both sides were torn down by the monster and smashed on top of him, the surroundings had become pitch black, and layers of broken buildings were folded in front of him, completely blocking all light and piling up all the space.
Boom! Boom!
The violent noises continued as the monster smashed more buildings onto itself.
Is it playing with stacking blocks?
When the buildings on both sides were knocked down, Lu Xin tried to resist.
However, the power transformed from weight cannot be resisted by mental shock or distortion field.
With a roar, it completely fell down.
Even if he could use his sister's power, he couldn't escape and was covered tightly in the middle of the street.
When the buildings behind him fell down, he had no room to resist.
What's more, at this time, he actually didn't want to resist.
He just hugged Little Nineteen.
Whether it was the real feeling of this hug, or the knife inserted into his heart by Little Nineteen.
It all gave him a feeling that he could fill that void.
Those who can use the pain in the body to transfer the empty feeling in the soul are undoubtedly happy.
"Brother..."
At this time, my sister also felt like she didn't dare, or rather, didn't want to disturb Lu Xin.
She gently hugged Lu Xin's arm, put her little head on his shoulder, and looked at Little Nineteen in Lu Xin's arms.
"She's not scared now."
she said softly.
Lu Xin can also feel it. Little Nineteen is no longer struggling so fiercely at this time.
She could even feel that she had a vague feeling of wanting to pull out the table knife from Lu Xin's body.
However, in such a tight and cramped space, she couldn't do such an action.
This should be because the monster gave up polluting her and instead smashed buildings one after another on Lu Xin. Therefore, when Lu Xin was buried on this street, he successfully gained the upper hand in polluting Little Nineteen.
"Damn, damn, damn..."
In the darkness, my father was cursing angrily. Because he couldn't see anything, he could only rely on his own senses.
In the feeling of Lu Xin, I seem to see a tall shadow.
He stood beside him, using his thick shoulders to hold up the fallen building and hold up a small space.
It was his action that saved Lu Xin, his sister, and Little Nineteen.
However, the buildings one after another are increasing in weight, and his temper has been completely irritated.
He was originally unwilling to interfere in the affairs between Lu Xin and Little Nineteen. He even chose to remain silent when Little Nineteen attacked Lu Xin. But at this time, his anger rose and he began to become irritable. He made all kinds of dissatisfied mutterings and sounded gloomily:
"Are you just going to hold the little girl here and cry?"
"Are you just going to let the trash outside drop a city on you?"
"Don't you think everything you show is too hypocritical?"
"..."
His father's curses made Lu Xin regain his senses a little.
What are you afraid of?
Compared with Little Nineteen, this monster is certainly not important.
But no matter how unimportant it is, you still have to clean it up. After all, firstly, you are doing this job yourself, and secondly, you have to consider educating your relatives.
So, now this is the monster's true power?
He thought of what was taught in the special pollution training class: cleaning up special pollution is not a fight between children.
The emphasis is on the word "fight".
The characteristic of pollution lies in its spread, so cutting off the spread and cleaning up the source is the most important thing.
Beating up Pollution Source won't solve any problems.
Zhao Shiming undoubtedly thought of the essence of this problem. At first, he did feel the suppression of power through the body of this "god", so he started to hunt down the ability users of the joint team. It was a pleasant feeling.
But this is only "powerful" that one is accustomed to understanding.
No matter how crazy he was, he was still a powerful researcher. He soon realized that this was not how the power of "god" was used.
So, he has made the right choice now.
pollute!
One is to strengthen the "god" itself by polluting these Buffalo City, those Flesh Monster hidden in the dark corners.
Then, by polluting the more than 100,000 refugees in Buffalo City, they can increase their spiritual power.
As your mental level grows, you can better control yourself.
For an Special Pollution Cleanup activist, it is his job to stop this pollution and solve Pollution Source...
But how to solve it?
It can be clearly felt that even his father has been suppressed at this time.
Unless you give him more trust?
I have given my father a maximum of 70% trust, but that was given unintentionally.
Now the level of trust I give to my father is only about 50% at most, but it is obvious that the problem cannot be solved.
So, this time, do we need to give him more than 70% trust?
Lu Xin thought about this question seriously.
He is not sure what his father will do after he has more than 70% freedom.
I can't control him at all...
"Waste, waste..."
The father's curses became louder and louder.
The surrounding buildings made a heart-wrenching creaking sound.
Huge vibrations came from the surroundings. It seemed that another bigger building had fallen on it.
The father, who was supporting the building with his shoulders, also swayed obviously. He was not good at such protection in the first place, and now he did it because he was forced to do so, but he couldn't protect it, and his anger could no longer be controlled at all.
"Big... big monster..."
Suddenly, a thin voice sounded in his arms.
Lu Xin's body trembled slightly, and the memory of that scene stained red with blood flashed through his mind again.
I did kill Little Nineteen.
Little Nineteen's small body is still in his arms.
The longer I hold Little Nineteen, the more real and deep the empty feeling in my heart becomes.
He clearly remembered that when Little Nineteen was killed by him, his face was covered in blood. From time to time, many other bloody faces appeared in his mind, looking at him with fearful eyes. Were those... all killed by him when he turned into a monster?
Lu Xin is really scared at this time.
He was afraid that he would become... a real monster again!
There are still many of my friends in this city.
If he becomes a monster, will Chen Jing, Gecko, and the short little girl Central City whom he just met, the doctor whose temperament makes him particularly fond of... also be killed by him, just like the others?
Will they one day become blood-stained faces in his memories?
A deep confusion once again enveloped Lu Xin.
He felt that he could defeat the "god" outside, but he hesitated in his heart.
Just like grabbing a knife, you can kill the enemy.
But he didn't know if after picking up the knife, he would open his eyes and find that he had killed more people...
Boom!
Buffalo City In the sky, bright red tentacles once again rolled up a dilapidated building and smashed it in front of them.
Looking at the mountain-like building fragments in front of it, its six eyes became cold, and the tentacles around it raised unconsciously.
It was as if he was a real "god", declaring his power.
And in the empty streets and dark shadows of this city.
The strange substance composed of blood vessels and nerves has spread to the outer city and to the place where wandering people gather.
Swish swish swish.
They made the sound of crawling snakes and extended towards buildings and houses.
Outside the city, people at the outpost were still watching.
In front of a building that survived the disaster, Central City and the ability users in Qinggang all stood blankly, looking up at the "god"!
Under the endless ruins, Lu Xin felt exhausted.
Hatred, anger, sadness, fear, all kinds of emotions were intertwined in his heart at the same time.
chaos!
He felt extremely chaotic, so chaotic that he felt that decadent feeling again and wanted to forget everything.
"Big monster..."
Just when the intertwining of emotions Lu Xin reached its extreme, a small head leaned on his shoulder.
Little Nineteen seemed to have finally adapted to Lu Xin's arms, and she stayed in Lu Xin's arms honestly.
As if he was talking in his sleep, he said softly:
"The big monster promised the little monster that he would escape from here with the little monsters..."
"..."
"Buzz..."
Lu Xin Suddenly, it felt like a bomb exploded in my mind.
This sentence was like a key, instantly opening more of his memories.
They each sat in the pale and cold laboratory, and through the small window, they passed each other's voices.
"Monsters, these are a group of little monsters..."
There are often voices outside the door, filled with fear and disdain.
These voices seem to relieve some people's guilt, so they often talk like this, as if as long as they regard these children as monsters, then everything done on the operating table will have a just reason, and they will no longer have to be condemned for it. The most frightening thing is that they not only say that they are monsters, but sometimes they also want these children to admit it themselves.
"Tell me, are you monsters?"
"You are crazier than the lunatics outside the city, and you have become even more annoying monsters..."
"..."
The children all accepted this statement, after all, the words of adults are not wrong.
However, occasionally, some doubts will arise in their little minds.
Little Nineteen, the most timid one, huddled in the corner and did not dare to cry loudly, but Lu Xin remembered her thin voice:
"But little monsters are also afraid of pain..."
"..."
For a moment, Lu Xin's expression completely lost control.
The muscles on his face were twisting and crawling like earthworms.
Those fragmented memories finally became a complete circle at this moment.
He still couldn't remember all the details, but one thing appeared completely in his mind.
He thought of the faces of Little Nineteen and many other people. They regarded themselves as hope. They were all a group of little monsters, and they were the big monster, so the little monsters looked at him with longing eyes, hoping that the big monster could take them away from that place.
The big monster once promised the little monsters that he would take them to escape from that terrible place.
It turns out that he really is a monster.
We are all monsters.
It turns out that Little Nineteen is not afraid of himself.
She just thought of herself...
From the moment she remembered herself, she had been asking for help from herself...
Tears suddenly welled up on Lu Xin's face with twisted muscles.
He hugged Little Nineteen hard and said tremblingly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."
"How could I forget such an important thing..."
There is a live broadcast on the 23rd, and I have already agreed, but the key is that the website wants me to dress as a woman again?
How can you agree to this!!!
I am choosing a wig on Taobao...