The Legend of My Founding Foundation at Marvel

"This is too ridiculous." Cain looked at the scenery in front of him. He had endured loneliness in the endless darkness, but when he finally saw a glimmer of light, he had a smile on his face.

When he went out, he realized that everything had changed. His body had shrunk to the size of a child, only 6 years old. His clothes were in tatters and there was a big hole in his back. Those who didn't know it thought he was a model. Showy.

There was a dark sun in the sky, but at least some light emitted from the surroundings. The cold luster sprinkled on the earth, allowing Cain to see some of the surrounding scenes clearly.

The place where Cain is located is in a wilderness. There seems to be a small town not far ahead, but there is no light inside the town, and women's wailing sounds can be heard from inside.

This made Cain frown for a while. He couldn't see clearly what was in front of him, but he didn't dare to retreat behind him because he vaguely sensed that there was a big terror behind him, and something was staring at him. He had to grit his teeth and walk towards it. A small town.

There was a sharp pain in his hand, as if someone had pressed a cigarette butt into his thin palm. He opened his palm, and a burst of acrid smoke slowly rose from his palm. Cain held back The pain opened all the palms.

There was something like a cat's tail appearing in his palm. It was fluffy. Between the cat's tail and two eyes staring at Cain, it made people shudder.

"What does this mean?" Cain asked doubtfully, but he didn't think much and put down his hand.

Cain had already entered the town at this time. The buildings here were carved with some things that Cain could not understand at all. Some doors were painted with dots of meteorite-like things, and some doors were painted with rice. There are erotic pictures painted on some doors, which are of strange shapes.

There is another building with nothing painted on it, but there is a sheep head at the door. This building is taller than other buildings in the town, and even the walls are painted light yellow. However, under the cold sunlight, Seems extremely weird.

Cain walked carefully along the wall. This was a completely different world. Cain didn't know what kind of rules or customs there were, so he could only explore the situation step by step.

When Cain walked into a courtyard, he suddenly heard something from inside and stopped.

"God gives us strength, so we always have to make some sacrifices." An old man's voice came, but his throat seemed to have phlegm stuck in it, and he couldn't speak clearly. Cain used a lot of strength to speak. Understand what he means.

"What you said is unconvincing. You are already half buried in the ground, and your wife has long since turned into ashes. Don't point fingers," a man said fiercely.

"Isn't it a good thing for our descendants to have the power of gods? Why are we arguing here?" Another man said.

At this time, Cain heard a "bang", as if something hit the iron, which meant that someone seemed to be angry.

"We stay in this dark place, and we can only keep satisfying the monsters' demands in order to survive. Is this fair?" the man said angrily.

And the old man's voice came again, "Life is inherently unfair. We are fish and meat, and they are swordsmen. If you don't want to die, you have to do this!"

Cain heard a long sigh, and a man slowly spoke and said: "I understand, I will get it done."

A burst of heavy footsteps slowly left.

"We long for power, to have great power like gods. When we go out, the world will tremble for us," the old man said excitedly.

At this time, the voice suddenly became quieter, and Cain wanted to move closer to hear clearly what they were saying.

At this time, a thick smell of smoke surrounded Cain. Cain suddenly felt something bad. He wanted to retreat back, but a pair of big hands picked him up in the darkness. His body was too small now, just like before Same as birth.

"Little brat, what did you hear just now? You'd better forget what happened just now, otherwise I want you to look good," a man said threateningly.

Cain struggled out of his grasp and looked back at the man.

I saw the man with a cigarette in his mouth and a black face. However, there were four rows of raised parts on both sides of his body, which were about to pierce his shabby clothes. He looked very weird.

Cain didn't speak. He didn't know what position he was in now. He was afraid that his flaws would be exposed if he spoke.

But the man leaned over and grabbed Cain's shoulders, and said viciously: "What on earth did you hear?"

The man's body odor mixed with the smoke made Cain frown, and his shoulder blades were about to be crushed by the man.

Cain's ability has disappeared without a trace, his divinity has been suppressed, and he is now like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Just as the man was pushing harder and harder, a half-grown child ran over and said with a smile: "Uncle John, don't scare Cain" and pushed away the man's strong hands, letting Cain have his own. A respite.

"You'd better make him obedient and accept the last cocoonization tomorrow, otherwise I will let you know what pain is. No one can interrupt the evolution of God, you ridiculous ants." The man wiped the stain on his hand. Cain's face.

A cold light flashed in Cain's eyes, but he said nothing because he was no match for the tall man in front of him.

The boy nodded and bowed like a dog, and said, "No problem, Uncle John, Cain will go."

Cain on the side heard the boy calling his name very naturally, as if he belonged here, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart.

After the man left, the boy sighed and said, "Cain, don't disobey these people in the future. They have lost themselves in order to gain great power."

"Then why didn't you?" Cain asked doubtfully.

The boy opened his chest and said: "I have no choice." The boy's abdomen had a crack, and the red flesh and bones were clearly visible, but the strange thing was that the boy did not show any pain.

"I am no longer human." The boy took Cain's hand and walked to a room that was dilapidated. The bed only had three legs left, and the other leg was replaced by a pile of books.

There seemed to be a picture frame on the bedside table. Cain walked over and picked it up. There was a boy and a girl in the picture. The boy seemed to be this half-grown child, but he didn't know the girl.

The half-grown child took the photo from Cain's hand and said, "Are you curious?"

Cain nodded and asked, "Who is this girl?"

"We have lived together since childhood. I miss her very much, but she has left me," the boy said sadly.

"I'm sorry, but I want to know the reason." Cain touched the strange pattern on his palm.

"It's just a dirty thing done by a group of adults and a so-called god." The boy was silent for a long time before saying something.

Cain looked at him and said, "What do you mean?"

The boy said quietly: "Our existence is actually a disgusting act. There is no interbreeding between humans and other creatures, but our genes have been manipulated."

Cain glanced at him, then looked at his arm, where cyan blood seemed to be flowing slowly.

He continued: "We should have fought against the so-called gods to the end, but human beings always have selfish motives. When gods show their power, they will inevitably be tempted."

The boy cried softly, and said with choked sobs: "All those who opposed were killed and became God's nourishment, while the surviving boys were sent to cocoons."

"I don't understand what cocooning means?" Cain looked at the white horns on the wall.

"Did you see it too? Those horny cells just shed their skin. Every cocooning is a painful process. I can feel that my flesh and blood no longer belong to me. They begin to consciously obey God's instructions." The boy was angry He picked up his skin with his sharp nails.

Even when a small piece of flesh was dug out, no blood came out.

The boy said sadly: "We are like puppets on strings now, without any strength to resist."

"What about the women?" Cain looked at the flesh under his nails and couldn't help but shudder.

The boy sat on the bed and said expressionlessly: "It's used as tribute."

"Tribute?" Cain asked doubtfully.

"It's just a tribute. The men in the town will give all their women as tribute to God to breed powerful offspring." The boy's tone was indifferent, and Cain saw despair in his eyes.

"It is difficult to live after intercourse with gods. Women's bodies are too fragile to accept the offspring of gods. The children they conceive are too powerful. They can only be bound to accept the birth of the children, and then give birth to the children in pain between flesh and blood. Come down and die in the end, this is their fate," the boy said in a low voice.

Cain closed his eyes after hearing this. This was so desperate that Cain's heart was filled with anger at this moment.

"We can only accept our fate. Those madmen are more terrifying than we thought." The boy said slowly: "Tomorrow, you can go and complete the last cocooning, Cain."

"After the cocoon is completed, will I have god-like power?" Cain said softly.

"Unfortunately, we belong to the bottom, and the glory of God will never belong to us." The boy lowered his head.

Cain looked out the window. He heard the wailing of the women and said, "We are just like poor people, right? God will only show favor to His children."

The boy looked up at him and seemed a little surprised, but then nodded in agreement and said: "We are different from those monsters that are bred from the genes of gods. In their eyes, we are just slaves."

"Maybe it's worse, we are their food." At this time, an eight-legged monster stopped a boy in the middle of the town, pierced the boy's body with its sharp spear, and dragged him in front of him. He ate the boy one bite at a time.

"We have to find a way to get out of here" Cain clenched his hands.

When the boy heard Cain say that he wanted to leave here, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "It's useless, no one can leave here, everyone who wants to go out will be captured and treated as gods." The sacrifice was thrown into its mouth.”

"Are you willing to let your girl die in pain just to be enslaved by an evil god for the sake of strength?" Cain lowered his voice, with anger in his eyes.

The boy sighed and said: "There is no law and no morality here. Whoever has the bigger fist is the master. We are used to it, Cain."

Cain looked at the boy in front of him who had given up his resistance, shook his head in disappointment, and said, "I will choose to leave here. It's up to you whether you follow me or not." After that, Cain turned and left the safety hut.

The boy looked at Cain's retreating back, his eyes full of struggle...