Rules for raising elves [Interstellar Apocalypse]

Shia is a good, obedient child most of the time, but this child also has a shortcoming that cannot be regarded as a shortcoming.

That's a big idea.

There was no point in stopping what she was determined to do.

[Tyson needs me. Don't worry, I can take care of myself and will be back soon. ——Sia]

Leo almost couldn't stand still when he saw the childish handwriting on the piece of paper at the door, and then he searched frantically in various rooms.

"Miss Shia!"

"Miss Shia, where are you?"

As each door was pushed open, the fear became deeper and deeper until Leo picked up the exquisite hunting suit handmade by Mori that was replaced by Shia in the armament room. It collapsed.

The armament room is missing a combat uniform, a military helmet, an energy gun, and the small backpack specially designed for elves is also missing.

The bears on it were all embroidered by Leo for her.

Leo looked at the open ventilation window in the kitchen and had to force himself to accept the terrible fact that Sia had really sneaked out on her own.

He rushed back to the control room and frantically retrieved the surrounding surveillance videos from the past hour. After a while, he spotted an elf jumping from a drainage pipe to the ground in the corner of the screen.

I saw her patting her knees, carrying a small backpack and running away without looking back.

A gust of cold air hit Tianling Gai, and his fingers trembled when he pulled out the communicator, but there was no response at all from either Lao Xiong or Xia.

He became more anxious.

In the end, we had no choice but to connect directly to the front line.

"Leo?" It was Caleb's voice.

It seemed that the battle was very fierce, and the noise over there was very loud, all of which was the deafening sound of intensive artillery fire.

Leo tried his best to calm down, but the trembling in his words still exposed him: "Caleb, Miss Xia is missing, she ran out by herself... I couldn't keep an eye on her..."

The bullet originally aimed at the head deflected and hit the forelimb. He quickly added another shot and accurately hit the head of a charging dark beast. The red and white brains were scattered on the ground, and the huge body fell powerlessly into the dug trench.

Caleb slowly straightened up.

He knew that the elf was definitely not a willful person. Even if he had to hide it from Leo, he would run out at the risk, which meant that there was really something important.

But it's impossible not to worry. Now there are all dark beasts running around and losing their minds!

Thinking of this, all the muscles in his body tensed instantly, and the energy gun made a clicking sound because he was clenching it too hard.

Mo Xili felt something was wrong, turned to look at him, and asked, "What happened?"

I saw Caleb speeding up his firing speed, almost hitting every target. The dark beasts that came one after another screamed and stopped responding. Then he threw the weapon to the people aside and replaced it with a gun that consumed less energy. Turn around and go back.

"Miss Xia left a message and ran out on her own. Leo has been unable to contact her now."

It seemed that he didn't expect that the elf who always had a well-behaved face would do such a thing. Mo Xili couldn't help but frown, "Running out by yourself? What did that killer whale think of the child?"

"She really wants to run out, and Leo can't stop her." Caleb said, opening the terminal, and after some operations, a small software was called up. After opening it, a small moving red dot appeared on the map. .

He had installed a locator on Sia's terminal in advance to prevent such accidents from happening.

To some extent, Caleb knows the elves too well.

Although he is rarely naughty, every time he is naughty, it will make your heart tremble.

The little red dot on the map was gradually heading towards the suburbs, and then stopped at an abandoned warehouse.

At the door of the warehouse, the old bear and the elf were looking at each other.

The old bear looked around, and found that it was really just the elf and a strange garrison boy. He suddenly felt bad, "Miss Shia, why are you alone? Where are the captain and the others?"

"They are all busy with very important things, so I am here to help you." Sia pushed the fallen hat brim again, with a very serious face.

Her round, cute and voluptuous little face had the expression of a little adult.

It's very...it makes people laugh or cry.

"Do they trust you to come alone? They only assign you one patrol?"

Old Xiong looked at the patrolman in front of him who was obviously too young and not very reliable. He was very suspicious, and the other party glared at him dissatisfiedly, "What's wrong with the patrolman! I have a B level." !”

cut! What's there to be proud of with just a B grade?

Before the old bear could complain again, Sia immediately took his hand and urged: "Tyson! Let me help you, okay?"

Lao Xiong immediately realized the urgency of time and no longer struggled with this little soldier. However, he repeatedly warned him that he could only stay at the door and never go in.

I'm too lazy to go in! Allen rolled his eyes, turned around angrily and walked aside.

When the old bear brought the elf to the iron cage, he had no hope at all. He really didn't expect that Sia would come alone without any companions, even though he vaguely felt that Sia was not there. In an ordinary place, it is really not possible to place your hopes on a ten-year-old cub.

Sia squatted in front of the huge iron cage, staring intently at the things inside.

The dark beast seemed to feel some danger, and suddenly became uneasy, and even stood up suddenly and hit the iron cage with a loud noise.

The old bear instantly protected the elf, but the elf didn't seem to be frightened and waved his hand towards him.

The elf has a natural affinity for all animals. Even beasts that have not evolved can still communicate to a certain extent if she wants to.

And she could clearly feel his emotions from this black giant beast.

Fear, it was afraid of her.

Shia returned to the cage, then stared into its eyes motionlessly, and asked in Elvish: "Are you afraid of me?"

The giant beast growled menacingly at her, baring its pointed fangs.

The elf suddenly frowned.

The other party responded, but they couldn't understand each other's meaning.

Since she woke up, this is the first time she has encountered a creature whose language she cannot understand. It seems that there is a strange power blocking their communication.

Is it not possible to communicate directly through language? Suddenly remembering the way Qiqi communicated with her in the forest, Sia suddenly had a new idea.

If you can’t use language directly, can you bypass language and communicate directly with the other person’s consciousness?

Sia changed to a more relaxed posture, but still kept her eyes on the other person, trying to establish a communication network.

She chose to directly use her mental power to build a channel to connect with the other party's consciousness.

Very straightforward, very direct, and very violent.

[You are conscious, aren't you? ]

When the voice sounded directly in his mind, the black giant beast was still very irritable, but his expression had changed.

[Can you hear me? ! ] It was a strong, low voice.

Finally there is a way! The elf breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and continued: [Tyson said, you are his father, is that true? ]

[Yes, I am Tyson's father, my name is Damon. ]

In order to protect his son and his hometown seven years ago, Damon spontaneously went on the road to fight against the beast tide. Then he was seriously injured in the battle. When he woke up, he had become a dark beast.

It is said that when humans degenerate into dark beasts, they lose all reason and consciousness, but this is actually inaccurate.

A large part of them actually retain consciousness, but they are unable to control their bodies and behaviors.

They cannot control their huge desire for destruction, so they attack their own kind and destroy everything until the moment of their true death.

He recognized his son, but could not recognize him. He was afraid that he would hurt him, but he had no way to tell the other person to stay away from this scary old thing and go to a safe place.

[Miss, I know you are a kind child. If you can, please take Tyson away and let him leave me alone! I've lived enough, but he still has a lot of time left, and it's not worth risking everything for a bad old man like me! ]

The voice in her mind was obviously so gentle, but the dark beast in front of her still made a ferocious attack posture towards her, hitting the iron cage again.

Shia still didn't move, sitting there upright.

[Is there any way I can help you? You are great and Tyson loves you. ]

The voice suddenly became impatient: [Miss, there is nothing you can do, please leave me alone, please leave quickly! ]

Sia still persisted and asked: "Is there any way I can help you?" ]

No matter how much Damon tried to persuade, Shia remained unmoved.

She kept repeating this sentence over and over again.

Damon felt a little tired of the cub's stubbornness.

But thanks to the other party seeming to mention it, he suddenly thought of something in his anxiety.

The secret he kept in his heart.

Damon paused and said: [I don't know if this is useful, but I once went to a garbage star with the herd. ]

[I discovered this by accident... There was a dark beast that drank water from a bottle in the hand of a god, and then regained its consciousness and could control its body, although it still could not return to human form. ]

[He last maintained that posture for a few more hours before dying. It was a miracle! ]

[Being able to finally return to normal, spend the last days in dignity and then die is the happiest ending for monsters like us. ]

However, Sia thought of more things from his few words.

It seemed that the water from the statue could only lift the imprisonment of their souls.

Their bodies... may have died long ago.

She suddenly realized something.

She asked softly: "Even if I die soon after I recover, does it not matter?" ]

[Yes, even if I can only live in a human form for a few hours at most, I am willing to do so. ]

No one knows how long the Dark Beast can live.

The only thing they know is that unless they are fatally injured, they can live for a long time without dying, but they are in a state of being unable to control themselves all day long. They see themselves hurting their own kind or even family members, but they have no way to take the initiative to end their own lives. .

This great pain will torture them until death.

The Garbage Star, the idol holding the bottle, can restore water to its original state.

Sia always felt like she had seen this thing somewhere in her memory, but she couldn't remember it.

But it's very familiar

She always felt that she could achieve similar results.

"Miss! Are you okay? The time to evacuate is almost here!" Allen's voice came from outside, and they realized that there was less than an hour before the bottom line for the evacuation of all citizens.

[move! Just think of it as my last request as an old man.] Damon’s urging voice came again, and the iron cage clanged as he hit it.

The old bear also began to panic, and even began to persuade Xia: "Miss Xia, if that doesn't work, you should follow the patrol and leave quickly! Leave me alone."

"I can do it." The elf said softly, as if he was saying it to the monster in the cage, or to himself.

"Tyson, I have a way, but you have to know what kind of choice this is."

She told the old bear what Damon said word for word.

I saw Old Bear's huge and reliable body shaking almost invisibly, his fists clenched and his eyes red.

He looked back at the giant beast in the cage and saw pleading in its eyes.

A look of intense hope for redemption and relief.

There was so much pain accumulated in those eyes.

This also brought back many long-lasting memories.

His father, Damon Bryan, was a man who would straighten his shoulders no matter how much hardship he faced.

Their original planet was affected by the war and their homeland was destroyed. This man silently took up everything and took the scattered tribesmen to the remote Yaxing to start life again.

Their only savings were stripped down to nothing in the levels. They starved and slept on the streets. They could only get a little ration by selling their energy from their father Damon and several uncles in their prime.

They went hunting in the most dangerous places and built their own houses in the wilderness.

But no matter how difficult his father was, he never begged others in a low voice.

He said that he was a soldier of the Galactic Empire, and even if he left and the Empire no longer needed him, he would still be a soldier.

Damon loves to drink, and he often comes back drunk at Delal's Tavern smelling of alcohol. At this time, he who usually talks little will become extra talkative.

He belched wine and patted his son on the shoulder. There was always something heavy in his eyes.

He said: "Tyson, I was born to be an excellent soldier! I have fought many battles for my country and our people. Some of them were dark beasts and some were Zerg. I never flinched once!"

"But I had an accident on that mission...and I was forced to quit the military."

"Everyone dies, Tyson. But there are many ways to die."

"I have lost the opportunity to devote myself to my country...but if one day I have to face death, I still hope to die as a hero!"

He regarded this pride as dignity.

After a few torturous minutes of silence, the old bear spoke with difficulty.

"I understand, Miss Shia, this is enough."

He would save his pride for the aging Kodiat Island brown bear.

Sia nodded, then stood up slowly and raised her hand.

In an instant, a burst of strong white light illuminated the dark room. Both Lao Xiong and Allen at the door were blinded by the strong light.

Until the white light faded, Old Bear's vision seemed to be firmly fixed.

Because he saw the black beast in the iron cage slowly fade away from the black air around it, and then returned to the familiar appearance of the old bear. Although it could not speak, the eyes that reopened were full of warmth.

He staggered over step by step, knelt on the ground, and then reached into the iron cage.

The old Kdiat Island brown bear, no longer young or strong, licked his palm tenderly.

The old bear couldn't hold it any longer and cried loudly.