It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

"Don't be afraid of me."

At the moment of being held, Mute's body stiffened.

He hesitated, and looked back at the people behind him.

The man squatting behind him wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and his forehead rested lightly on his shoulder. As he turned, Troll raised his head.

The eyes of the two were at this moment.

The starlight fell into the man's dark blue pupil, making those eyes glow slightly in the dark, but even if it was shining, the depth of the pupil seemed to be a black hole that sucked up everything, so deep that people couldn't see it in the end.

Those eyes looked at him quietly, and even if they were silent, Mute couldn't help but clenched his lips.

He inexplicably remembered the abandoned puppy that he had seen in the corner of the hospital before. No one knew when it was thrown into the hospital by its owner. It always squatted quietly in the corner, noisy or noisy. Noisy, just looking at you with those eyes, that look distressed.

"I'm not afraid," the boy whispered, "I'm just angry."

He said, "The next time you do this kind of thing, tell me first."

Mutter's answer brightened Troll's eyes. He hummed, put it on, and gently rubbed his boy's soft cheek with his cheek.

The boy didn't hide, just squinting at him.

The eyelashes moved slightly, like the traces of the butterfly's wings trembling. Mute looked at the slender eyelashes in front of her, and the man smiled at him slightly, brought them together again, and pressed his face.

It's a foul to laugh with that face so close.

The boy shook his head, then he was put on his face, he couldn't help but vomit in the bottom of his heart.

The white skin against his cheeks was a bit cold, and when he was against him, he could feel the long lashes brushing the touch of his skin.

Mute didn't say anything, lowered his eyes, and let the other side squint quietly, letting the other side touch his face, but his lips were still tight, and there seemed to be some tangled.

...

I stayed in this ruin for a few more days, and the food was easy to solve. After all, there was a forest next to it. As long as I was not afraid of those terrible monsters in the forest, I could get food and water from it at any time.

In the past two days, the two were basically inseparable. Mute had asked Troll if he remembered anything, Troll just shook his head and said nothing, and asked him where he started to leave behind and ran. Don't say anything. Mute couldn't ask anything, and just felt that he was hiding everything, he couldn't help being a little stuffy, but every time he was stuffy, Troll followed him obediently, and those dark blue eyes looked at him, taking With a little confusion, his eyes were just like a big dog, making him angry and unable to give birth.

Although there are no weird carnivorous food and monsters in the ruins, they met three people in these days. At first Mute tried to talk to those people to see if they could understand the planet through these people. In addition, it is better not to fight each other.

However, although these people are from a civilized society, they have been on this planet for a long time, or they may have experienced too many bad things. They look at the same kind of eyes even more vigilantly and timidly than monsters.

One person died under Troll, and the other two saw the enemy escape with injuries. Mute felt that Troll could easily kill the two people who escaped, but at that time, Troll looked at him. At a glance, he gave up catching up and let the other party run away.

Although Troll didn't say anything, Mute knew that it was because of the last incident, and Troll was worried about killing him again to scare him.

But that was not the reason he was afraid that time ...

In order to prevent being attacked by someone, a vigil is necessary every night, usually half a night alone. What disturbs Mute is that Troll seems to have developed a habit. He must next to him every time he sleeps, or rely on him. On his shoulders, either on his leg.

Once Mute had specifically waited for Troll to fall asleep, carefully removed him from himself and placed him on the ground to let him sleep. However, I don't know what happened. As soon as he left Mute, Troll woke up immediately. When he got up, he looked around blankly before he set his eyes on Mute not far away.

He looked at Mute, quietly, without saying a word, but the little eyes looked a little wronged, and seemed to bring some complaints.

So Mute retired.

From then on, he silently recognized Troll's habit of sleeping next to himself. The most tragedy for Mute was that he was still used to it. As soon as Troll slept next to him, he subconsciously touched Troll. A silky hair, sometimes he could not sleep without touching two.

After a few more days like this, Mute couldn't help but talk about where Troll had gone in the beginning. This time, although Troll was silent for a long time, he finally took Mute to a place.

It was a basement deep in the ruins. In a deep place, the outside was well concealed. He would not have been able to find it without Troll walking around with him.

And after entering the ground, Mute was taken aback.

The darkness under his feet was like an abyss. It was bottomless. Troll didn't know what to press next to him. A moment later, a few meters wide disc flew up from the dark abyss, flashing, Fly to their feet.

The metal disc looked extremely thin and light, floating in the abyss, watching it fluttering, but when Troll stepped on it, it did not shake at all, and hovered in the air steadily.

Troll stepped on the disc and turned back to Mute, and Mute hesitated, still holding his hand, and stood up.

Thin and light discs are very stable, just like stepping on the ground. The two stood on top of it, and the disc dropped quickly. It was all dark, but with the faint light from the disc, Mute could vaguely see the broken metal structure and abandoned instruments.

The disc fell down for a long time, and Mute estimated that they had reached at least a few hundred meters underground, and then finally reached their destination, Mitte opened his eyes stupidly.

Although it is dark in the middle, the hundreds of meters deep underground are brightly lit and bright like a day.

A huge underground high-tech research institute, although now a bit dilapidated. It's just beneath the ruins on the ground, and Mute wondered if the reason for the loss of grass on the ruins was because of the existence of this run-down research institute.

Many of the instruments in the institute have been damaged, and even the light curtain in the hall is not intact. There is no trace of destruction in this institute. It seems that it was damaged by natural corrosion after being abandoned.

Mute stood a little stunned in this abandoned research institute, and Troll pulled him into a partial room. The instruments inside seemed to be usable. Troll opened a light curtain at will.

The boy opened his eyes suddenly.

He saw the past records of this room in that video. The instruments in the room were still brand new, constantly flashing, countless light curtains spread around the room, showing images of many places, many researchers in the room Shuttle.

What scared him was the countless petri dishes displayed on the side of the room.

The petri dishes were large, and there was a strange creature in each petri dish. They were obviously alive, and they were squirming in the nutrient solution.

Mute saw something very familiar in it, the carnivorous Kao, the familiar bright red and thick flower tongue, the dense teeth on the flower tongue, and the green vines around him. It's just that the petri dish is much smaller than the large Kao he encountered. It seems that he hasn't grown up yet.

Not only that, but the other monsters in the petri dishes are those monsters that he encountered in the jungle and were finally killed by Troll. They all appear to be much smaller in the petri dishes. It was childhood.

[Mermaid? The kind of monster that humans and fish genetically make from lunatics? 】

The words that King Salome had said in disgust echoed in Mute's ear.

At this moment, he only felt dry, and Mutter swallowed, and he subconsciously looked at Troll next to him.

"what is this?"

Troll was silent, then answered.

"Things thrown into the trial ground."

"Trial ground?"

"This planet."

Troll's answer left Mute for a while, and he vaguely guessed, but the terrible truth he guessed made his back chill.

He shook his head hard, and suddenly thought of something, he looked up and asked.

"You all remember?"

Troll shook his head, then nodded again.

"Rarely," he said, "I just remember, here ... and on the ground, there used to be many people, very many, big and small."

He said faintly, "They threw the cultivated things into the forest, reproduced, raised them, and then threw us into hunting them ... Later, there were fewer and fewer people."

He said, "In the end, I'm the only one left."

He turned to look at Mute and said, "Others, I don't remember."

Troll's words silenced Mute for a long time. He silently watched the recorded video still playing in the light curtain, watching the busy researchers and the weird creatures in the petri dish.

His hands clenched a little, and an indescribable anger swelled his chest.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his stomach, and kept asking.

"How long ago did you say it?"

"I don't know, without complete memory, I don't know how long time has passed."

[Trial Field. 】

Mute remembered that Troll was so proficient in deadly moves when fighting with those weird monsters that he didn't need to remember, it had almost become part of the man's body.

How many fierce battles will it take to melt this fighting method into the body's instinct?

What has this person experienced before?

Seeing the calm expression of these words to Troll, the teenager suddenly felt a little sad.

He was always envious of the power of Major General Troll, but never knew how cruel the major general's power could be trained.

He died of illness at a young age, and then left his loved ones to this strange time. People around him always praised his strength in the fight against the disease ... Now compared with the man in front of him, what he has experienced Those things are nothing to understate.

In order to make his parents not sad, he chose to persist in the treatment and fight against the disease, which is his own choice.

But from the beginning, Major Troll had no choice.

No one spoke, and a buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the terrible quiet room. Mute looked down, and it was that the metal ring on his wrist was shaking, and it wasn't just him, beside Troll. The metal ring was shaking in hum.

Troll looked up at the shaking metal ring, showing a confused look.

Mute didn't want to explain, and quickly opened his communication channel.

A burst of electromagnetic noise made the air in front of Mute twisted a few times, and a transparent light curtain emerged.

"I figured it out on you!"

As soon as it was connected, the enlarged face of Major Redhead appeared in front of his eyes, and that face came close to almost the screen, and yelled at him with a frown.

"My **** is dying! Where did you and BoSS blame?"

Before Robin spoke a word, he slammed his fist on his face with a fist, smashing his big face out of the screen.

As Robin's face moved away, Lieutenant Colonel Blue Hair appeared in front of Mute.

Lieutenant Colonel Viae's eyes flickered from Mute in an instant, and fell to Troll next to Mute.

"Major General, please open your communication channel."

While Via spoke, the bracelet on Troll's hand continued to shake, presumably because Via had been trying to connect to Troll's information ring.

Troll didn't speak. He stared at the people in the light curtain, with a hint of vigilance in his strange eyes, and then he reached out to catch Mute's right hand, which was raised and placed in front of him, as if in preparation for the light curtain against Mute doing what.

His actions gave Via a miserable look.

"Lord Major General?"

Grabbing Troll's hand to prevent him from making trouble, Mute decided to make a long story short.

Who knows if this **** communication will not work again in a second.

"Major General Troll was attacked by Sonic, and his brain was lost and his memory lost!"

He quickly summed up the current situation.

"We came to this planet when we were unconscious, so we don't know the exact location, can you check it?"

Via just stumbled for a moment, then immediately recovered her calm look.

"You can only barely capture the signal of the information ring on you, don't leave your current position, so as not to lose the signal, we will come as soon as possible."

He looked at Mute, with a very strong irresistible attitude.

"My Excellency, please take good care of Your Excellency, Major General, before we arrive."

Mute hadn't had time to talk back, so it was so easy to get back to the screen before the red-haired major opened his mouth and hadn't had time to make a sound, and the light curtain broke.

I really want to take care of it ... but people do n’t need BUg at all.

Alas, it is indeed Lieutenant Colonel Via, and it is still the same, and it doesn't delay for a second.

The teenager was so emotional.

But presumably these days they are looking for Major General Troll and they are almost going crazy. Although Via's calm expression, he clearly saw the black and blue traces clearly under Via, and did not know how many days of sleep Endlessly, and Robin was a completely crazy look.

Either way, once connected with powerful foreign aid, Mute was relieved.

He turned around and found that he was still holding Troll's hand, probably because of this, Troll stood very quietly beside him, and Mute quickly let go of his hand, but he just let go and was let go by him His hand chased after him, holding his hand in turn.

Mute didn't know why he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He tried to gently pull it, but of course he couldn't break free. He slightly lowered his eyes, and the shadow of the dark eyelashes fell in his eyes. Troll grabbed his hand.

"You can rest assured."

The lights of the broken research institute flickered, and Mute began to speak.

"Someone will come and pick us up soon, and we will soon be out of here."

"leave here?"

Mo Lan's pupil looked at him with a hint of confusion.

Mute hesitated and asked carefully.

"You don't want to leave here?"

"……do not know."

Troll replied, still looking a little confused.

"I just remember here."

"You have to leave here." Mute looked at him and said, "You are important to many people. Many people are waiting for you to go back. Without you, many people will be upset, so you cannot stay here. . "

"I do not remember."

Troll stared at Mute.

"Those people have nothing to do with me."

"........."

Your Excellency Major General Troll, as a big brother, you control a galaxy, and you have a million troops. Is it really good to say such a wayward word.

"I don't remember I'll teach you slowly." Mute can only say, "I'm not just you, I have a lot of things to do, you can't stay here all the time, and I'm the same."

Troll didn't answer. He just looked at Mute and focused, and his dim dark blue eyes reflected Mute's shadow deeply.

He suddenly lowered his head slightly, and Mute stepped back subconsciously, but his hands were grasped, and he could only take a step back to get back.

The man held the teenager's hand and lowered his head slightly.

His forehead lightly rested on the young man's forehead, and the same lacquered black hair tangled up and slipped from the eyes of the two.

He looked at Mute's eyes like he looked at the whole world.

"I'll follow you," he said, "wherever you go, I'll go."

…………

In the dead of night, Troll sat at the door of the abandoned research institute, and his eyes fell on the sleeping Mute.

After a while, he got up and walked to Mute, half-knelt down, and leaned over to take a closer look.

The teenager slept very deeply, eyes closed, and the dark hair scattered on his still childish face, looking quiet like a child.

The man's breath was light. He looked at the teenager with deep eyes, and those eyes were so deep that he could not see the end. That glance was a little less confused than in the day, and there were more things that were so sharp that they could not understand so much that they could hurt people.

It took a long time before he stood up again.

The dark-haired man fumbled on the metal wall, pressed a button, and a light barrier emerged, enclosing the boy who slept heavily. A virtual keyboard appeared in front of the man, and he tapped a few times quickly, the light curtain flickered, turned into a ring, and then disappeared a little bit in the air.

But it wasn't gone, it was invisible.

As long as any creature touches this invisible light curtain barrier, he will know immediately.

After all, everything in this seemingly abandoned and still-running institute is under his control.

It was reconfirmed that Mute had slept heavily, and Troll had left the room, leaving his steps so light that he could hardly hear anything.

After leaving the room, Troll walked straight towards the center of the seemingly abandoned research institute.

There was a thick, rusty metal pillar—seeing that Troll was about to hit the pillar, but the next second, half of his body had been embedded in the pillar, and it seemed to be hard. The broken metal column twisted and twisted in the air a few times, it turned out to be just a projection virtual body.

Entering the pillar, there is a fast lifting disc similar to that from the top.

As soon as Troll stepped on it, the disc dropped quickly.

He passed through a cylindrical metal channel, which landed quickly from top to bottom, and the alloy wall was slightly glowing, illuminating the face that was so cold and unemotional at the moment, though handsome.

The dark blue pupils refract the unique cold luster of the metal, as if frozen at this time.

There was a sigh, and the endless fall, because it was too long, finally came to an end. Troll stepped out of the passage with a short corridor ahead.

This basement, which is deeply buried in the ground, is made of alloy casting. Looking at it, the unique cold luster of metal flashes everywhere, the cold image can penetrate into human bones.

The dark boots stepped on the metal floor, making a heavy knock, echoing in the promenade.

But a few minutes, but it looked like a century, Troll finally came to an end.

The erect laser railing made a slight noise, separating them from each other.

Troll stood there, peering through the fine laser jail pen, and watching the man imprisoned in a metal dungeon.

The man sat on the ground, leaning his back against the cold metal wall, one of his long legs stood up, and his right hand rested on his lap. A silver alloy handcuff was worn on his wrist. A thick chain extended from his hand to the metal ground, and the end melted deep in the ground.

The dark boots were also locked by heavy shackles, and the silver luster flashed on the chains.

The man in the metal prisoner lowered his head and sat quietly without movement.

Soon, perhaps the person was aware of it, and that person responded.

The black hair moved, and the man in the metal prison looked up, and the delicate soft black hair was scattered in the corner of his eyes.

A pair of slender phoenix eyes looked at Troll outside the laser bar.

The eyes of two pairs of the same dark blue pupils collided at this moment, and the air seemed to explode.

The laser jail pen separated the two.

Those two people have exactly the same faces.

It's almost like looking into a mirror, it's exactly what it can be described as terrible. Even the little arcs on the corners of those eyes of Dan Feng are exactly the same.

Yes, it's not similar, it's the same.

It's almost weird, the same printed on a mold, the same as the cold on the back.

"Troll ... Major General."

The 'Troller' outside spoke, and there was no difference in the voice.

He looked at the other himself locked in shackles in the prison, his eyes cold.

"As your spare, I have been here for decades."

He says,

"Now it's your turn."

"I will replace you."

"Your identity, your status, what you have, will belong to me from now on."

"This world only needs one 'Troll.'"

He stared at another of his own eyes colder and cruel than anything.

"You will stay here forever."

-Until it becomes bone.