Call of Eschatology

"Patter, patter ..."

The crisp sound of footsteps sounded from the steel gallery, which sounded like a piano, but filled with echoes, until the end of the gallery, an old but erect figure gradually became clear.

He walked through the corridors full of rancid blood, as if thinking, and as if intimidated, as his footsteps became slower and slower, until the crisp crying sounded from his arms.

"Wow ~~ wow ~~"

The child didn't have any complicated thinking. For a baby under one year old, he could only feel that the surrounding air was a little stuffy and acrid.

"Good, don't cry, don't cry, grandpa is here."

While comforting the little life in his arms, the man sighed deeply. Then he stepped forward and went straight to the end of the promenade.

Fingerprint verification, pupil verification, input password, electronic key, and even mechanical lock.

Verification one after another.

Until the nice mechanical sound goes: "Welcome to you, Commander Lin."

"Om ~~"

The steel door trembled open, and the light in the room made Lin Haifeng feel a little dazzling. It was only when he adapted to the light that Lin Haifeng looked at the environment of the entire secret room again.

Clean and spotless, the whole room had nothing but the petri dish located in the middle of the room.

A tall humanoid is faintly visible in the dark petri dish. At this moment, the humanoid is curled up in the culture fluid, as if it were a baby in a mother's womb.

"Goo."

Lin Haifeng's throat knot trembled, swallowed saliva, stared at the humanoid creature in the petri dish, and then strode forward and pressed several buttons on the petri dish.

"Do you activate Tenjin?"

The mechanical sound from the petri dish made Lin Haifeng's fingers tremble twice. Then he thought for a moment, still removed a magnetic card-like object from the space ring and placed it in the card slot of the petri dish.

"Authorization passed, please make sure to activate Tenjin again?"

The beep sounded again, but this time, Lin Haifeng didn't hesitate.

The forefinger pressed on the word "OK" displayed on the light screen. With the roar of the machine, the liquid in the petri dish was gradually withdrawn, and the height of the culture liquid was lowered until the humanoid inside shook gently, and then slowly Slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Haifeng stepped back a few steps slowly, until the liquid in the petri dish was completely pumped out, until the petri dish door was opened, and the humanoid inside came out of the petri dish, then his foot was unstable, and his head fell to the ground.

Just like a baby walks, the gods on the ground are constantly looking for physical balance, their movements are getting more and more coordinated, their strength is getting stronger, their bodies are irregularly shaking, and even the ground made of steel is pressed out of the cracks in the way.

Lin Haifeng just looked at it, looking at the tall and strong naked man in front of a normal human male, and looking at the familiar face of Tianshen.

It wasn't until Lin Shenfeng became accustomed to his new body and slowly stood upright that his eyes gradually changed from confusion to clearness.

"Welcome back."

Then he passed the baby in his arms to the **** of heaven.

"This is your son."

Lin Haifeng's tone carried a special emotion of being unclear about the road. Looking at the familiar person in front of him, he turned his head and stared at the baby in his hand. Lin Haifeng repeated the words just now.

"Welcome back, my child."

...

"Coo ... coo ..."

Bubbles appeared in the corners of the mouth, and as the bubbles slowly rose, the creature named Tianshen gradually became clear.

The memory in my head began to surge, and the last picture in the impression seemed extremely profound.

"Lin Kuangliu! Come and lead to death !!!"

The angry roar rang throughout Las Vegas, and he fled for his own life, but seemed so weak in the pursuit of the ghost world.

Until the darkness shrouded the earth, the black giant raised its feet and slammed itself on its body.

The body was crushed into flesh in an instant, and then the black sword slashed down and divided itself into two halves. The only skull, bouncing like a ball, jumped to the feet of a stranger further away.

Then everything dimmed ...

"Coo coo ... coo coo ..."

There were more and more air bubbles rising, and the **** in the petri dish seemed to be giving birth to great pain. The body soaked in the liquid quickly twitched, and it only calmed down for about a minute or so.

The memory was awakened, and my thoughts were smooth. I remembered the scenes that happened before death, but the madness was getting calmer and calmer.

The so-called conspiracy is also just a game. If it is a game, it is necessary to separate the winner and the loser-he wins, Wen Yu is controlled by the military, and if he loses, he will die and die. In other words, the body of the three who once had a sequence may have been buried in the tide of the times, and they can no longer afford any waves.

Recalling Lin Qianliu's past, he couldn't raise any resentment in his heart—whether to Wenyu or to his father.

In short, what happened once, so be it ...

However, new doubts slowly emerged from my heart.

Am I ... dead ...

The wild stream was thinking like this, and the new memories from the petri dish began to surge.

He saw in dimness that his intact body was placed on the operating table (the turbulent body was condensed by Tang Haofei with mantra, see scroll), followed by a crude craniotomy, and the already quiet brain was lost. The doctor in a white coat was taken out and put into a thermostat.

Then, I do n’t know how long, this brain was put by Lin Haifeng into the petri dish planned by the God of Heaven. From an unknown perspective, the torrents seemed to see Lin Haifeng's persistent eyes.

"You are my only son, and you will inherit my will, my ideals, my everything."

"The reproduction reproduction plan is only a back-up. Compared with a possible grandson, you, and only you, are my future."

A mechanical sound sounded from the petri dish.

"Are you sure you want to cultivate the substrate?"

"determine!"

"The cultivation plan is determined: the base body is used as the core to cultivate a complete celestial body. Please note that the celestial bodies cultivated by these programs will have emotional thinking during their lifetime, and have great autonomy and uncontrollability."

"Please make sure again, do you use this scheme to cultivate gods?"

"determine."

The thinking began to quiet, and the next scene in memory was that the army of scientific monsters kept putting the blood of the divine beast into the petri dish, and the unknown blood became a nutrient for body growth. At the same time, in these blood, one by one The mundane information belonging to skills has grown and merged into new skills.

Netherworld ...

Real Body Overlord ...

Mantra ...

The power of heaven and earth ...

Meteor star ...

Ancient revival ...

Trembling body ...

An item-level skill is generated, transformed, and then screened in the intelligent control core of the Celestial Petri Dish to match it with a full-information skill set with the greatest development potential.

Until seven months ago, the fifth-level Tenjin was completely formed, and then it was placed here as if it had been forgotten, leaving only the daily maintenance, maintenance, and occasional Lin Haifeng to visit.

There may not be a sudden incident of Tang Haofei, and Lin Haifeng, who feels guilty, will never use this card called Tianshen.

...

The memory becomes clear, and when the torrents recall everything, the culture fluid is also removed.

The petri dish door opened, and the **** in it looked at the figure standing not far away, and everything once became more indelible.

Stepping out of the hatch, God just wanted to take some action, but he could not prevent the softness of the soles of the feet-the unconsciousness of the new consciousness and the physical body, the sudden increase in physical strength, and even the negative effects of long periods of inactivity have made this The **** of heaven seemed so weak for a moment.

But this is only temporary. With the step-by-step adaptation, it didn't take long for Tianshen to control the majestic power in the body. Then, he slowly stood upright and stared at the large and small eyes.

"Welcome back."

His father's emotional words made Tenjin stun and recall everything he had, and the consciousness of Tenjin gradually drifted away.

Should he blame him ... or should he blame him ...

God's emotions were elusive until the baby's cry and the father's second sentence sounded in his ears.

"This is your son."

As if a pot of cold water awakened it, God turned his head and looked at the small life in Lin Haifeng's arms.

"son?"

Cheering this sentence in my heart, the meaning of this title, a sense of absurdity came to my heart.

"Son? Son !?"

The feeling of being a happy father is probably the case, but when the so-called "happy father" falls on any man's head, the mood will be complicated and even furious.

Surprisingly, Tenjin didn't have anger. He just remembered and recalled the extra memory brought to him by the petri dish after death, and recalled what Lin Haifeng had said when he visited himself.

"Claire ... and the life that the clones spawned ... although everything is the same as normal life, but ... this strange feeling."

In a short period of time, Tianshen had thought a lot, until Lin Haifeng spoke for the last time.

"Welcome back, my child."

In the last word, let God wake up completely.

Looking at the familiar face as if he was ten years old, the **** of heaven had realized how many stories had happened and how much pressure Lin Haifeng had taken on during this period of life in the petri dish.

However, a new proposition arises from the brain.

That's the programming from the petri dish ...

After all, gods belong to artificial creations, and the original intention of artificial creations is to serve intelligent life. In other words, there are means of control in the minds of gods.

So, what exactly is yourself compared to a normal person?

It should be just a human weapon.

Once Lin Haifeng could even abandon his own son, now he has turned into a humanoid weapon. What can Lin Haifeng do?

God's eyes have always been on the small life in Lin Haifeng's arms.

Until the low voice surrounds the ears.

"Welcome back……"

This time, Lin Haifeng lowered his head, his expression was a little unswerving, and he was a little embarrassed, and even his tone was lonely. He even wondered whether there were some unknown errors in the plan of God.

Until Tianshen raised his head again, staring directly at Lin Haifeng.

Looking at the complex, slowly turning into calm eyes, Lin Haifeng suddenly became agitated, and immediately thought of a link that was ignored by himself.

That complicated thing called human nature ...

God slowly spoke.

"Commander Lin, codename: God, report to you, please indicate ..."

A simple sentence has cleared all the boundaries!

Now, there is no turbulence here, no father, no son, and some, just an artificial creation called Tianshen, a biological weapon created by Yanjing with normal human thinking, and a future patron saint of Yanjing's gathering place.

Lin Haifeng remained silent until he sighed.

"You ... what do you need, and if I can do it, I will satisfy you ..."

There is no such thing as asking for forgiveness. Lin Haifeng's character is destined to never lower his head, but it is for this reason that it seems that this sentence is precious.

Inside and outside the words, the expression of mood, all showed Lin Haifeng's soft attitude ...

He was praying for the reunion of his family ...

The **** of heaven thought a little, and then spoke of his needs.

"I need a suit, a trustworthy weapon, and ... a mask."

"mask?"

"Yeah ... I just think that this face is a bit dazzling ..."

...

When Lin Haifeng walked out of the eternal sky city military factory and returned to the headquarters of Yanjing, a man with a mask appeared behind him.

A man is calm and indifferent, except that he is taller, he has no characteristics. From his indifferent and calm eyes, he can see no emotion, the whole person is like a sharp blade hidden in the scabbard.

"From today, you are the sky where Yanjing gathers, the shield of Yanjing gathers, the sword of Yanjing gathers, the patron saint of Yanjing gathers!"

At the public ceremony of honor, Lin Haifeng officially pushed Tianshen to the front desk.

It is ridiculous that Lin Haifeng's words during the ceremony were exactly the same as when he had been a white tiger war **** ...

The difference is the person below—Lin Tianxue is holding the child, his eyes are full of doubts and thoughts, Fang Bai is standing next to Lin Tianxue, scrupulously scrupulous, and there are Walter, Qin Tian, ​​Kathu, Ray, Marquez, etc. A group of military strong men, as well as the figure in the black robe, who sat closest to the podium and talked to Lin Haifeng.

A few are acquaintances, and those who can no longer be acquainted, but the former opponents became brother-in-law, the former friends and the enemy of the killing became unattainable, the former father and son were strangers, and the name of the wild stream has long been turned Make dust.

He was silent for a moment, then raised his right hand.

The hoarse voice spreads in all directions through the television signal.

"I swear ..."

There is not much to know about the **** ’s plan, and anyone who knows the true identity of the god, except Lin Haifeng, has no one. Although the residents of the Yanjing gathering place feel confused, puzzled, and even the newly emerged patron saint. It was questioning, but after God revealed his strength that day, all doubts disappeared completely.

The six foundation skills ensure the fighting power of the gods, and the ability to break the double limit to ensure the growth of the fighting power of the gods. Although the strength is far less than that of Tang Haofei, in the eyes of ordinary people, they can also bear the responsibility of guarding the gods.

After Tang Haofei was sealed, after the new patron saint was launched, it was completely wiped out of the minds of the people. It may be subtlely blocked with the gathering of Yanjing over time. The name of Tang Haofei may also be like a wild stream. So, being swept into the corner of history is as fleeting as fireworks.