The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

Skool and Hati are the twins of the wolf Fenrir, the twin wolves who devoured the sun and the moon in Ragnarok respectively.Skool chased the sun, Hati chased the moon, and together they created the endless night in Ragnarok—like the duo's skin as dark as twilight, and their platinum hair as bright as sun and moon.

"Skool, Hati." Wen Zheliu stared at their faces, "How are you all?"

The siblings exchanged glances unsurprisingly, and the elder brother Scull said, "Since the sergeant is so smart."

"If you think about it, you will definitely be able to get something different from the guests' mouths." Sister Hati smiled slightly, her pale pink lips were like flowers.

The captain turned a blind eye to the turbulent undercurrent between them. Behind his hands, the black patent leather gloves had a sculptural luster, and he said without emotion: "Our guest is a guest with a high status and a firm mouth. This It's not customary to be a guest, do you understand, Sergeant?"

Wen Zheliu looked at him for a while, then said, "I can understand, sir."

"Very well, let's go then," said the commander, "we'll watch here."

Wen Zheliu took a few steps towards the elevator leading down, stopped suddenly, turned around and asked, "Do you need a clerk to accompany you, sir? The prisoner has been injured. If the information he uttered is unclear, can someone help you?" It would be great for me to assist in the translation.”

At last the captain turned his head and caught a look at him in the shadows.

"No, Sergeant," he said. "Please."

Wen Zheliu paused, turned his head and stood on the elevator, the moment the iron gate was slowly closing, he saw the eyes of the twins who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The current situation is very complicated, and it is also very unfavorable to Wen Zheliu.

The convenience that a low-ranking SS officer can bring him is limited, not to mention that the twins acted as the deputy of the concentration camp commander before him.No matter how much they smack their tongues or instigate them with words, they have already taken actions on the second day to make the commander doubt his identity and his person, resulting in the current test-like scene.

Can the people standing above hear the voices below?

The commander said that there is no need for a clerk, does he subconsciously mean that he can hear it, or is it simply to test his loyalty?

If it was to test his loyalty, how could he be sure of the authenticity of the information he relayed?

There must always be a goal in interrogation. The commander himself did not reveal any order about the purpose of the interrogation. What information did he want to know from He Qin?

...Or, the direction of the twins' provocation is his relationship with He Qin, and they are just to see He Qin being tortured by him, and the two of them hurt each other?

In just a short moment, Wen Zheliu's expression remained unchanged, but countless questions about this matter flashed in his mind.The iron door opened, and he walked down the stairs slowly, walking towards the man on the rack.

In front of him, the man's handsome face was slightly drooping, his hands were separated, and he was firmly tied to a rough wooden frame. There was a gap in the undulating and knotted muscles under the broken shirt and knots, and the blood seeped and fainted from it.I don't know if it was sweat or the splashed ice water, they condensed on his skin, as if covered with a layer of grease, shining with a sexy luster.

Looks like a suffering god...

"...Hi, handsome guy." He Qin raised his sparkling peach eyes, his voice was hoarse, and his smile was evil.

...I'm shooting a photobook.

Wen Zheliu was speechless, he turned his eyes, and saw the dim star ring on He Qin's finger.

Having come to such a close distance, Xingyue Shuangjie can finally feel each other's existence faintly.Wen Zheliu relaxed a little, he didn't feel too much pain from He Qin, just looking at the current state, on the contrary, it was more like the result of being forcibly weakened by the system.

He untied the black whip on his waist, and gently used it to lift He Qin's chin.

"Hi, handsome guy." He stared at the corner of He Qin's blood-clotting mouth, "Long time no see, how do you feel?"

The shiny leather boots were stuck on Wen Zheliu's calf, and the military belt bound his thin waist. Under the brim of the military cap, his handsome face was covered with a sharp shadow.

"Come closer, and I'll tell you how I feel, sir." He Qin whispered, the golden color in his eyes getting thicker.

Wen Zheliu hesitated a little, he leaned over according to the words, felt He Qin buried in his ears, took a deep breath indulgingly, and then hissed: "To be honest, being tied up like this is hard It was indeed more uncomfortable when I got up... sir."

"……you!"

Wen Zheliu, like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, hastily stepped back several steps.He was angry and funny, and I really wanted to whip him a few times with a whip.

"It's come to this point, don't be honest!"

They were too far away, and Wen Zheliu's position blocked the small movements between the two, so the people above couldn't see what happened, they could only see He Qin raised his head, Wen Zheliu picked his chin with a whip, and approached , and then hurriedly backed away, angrily scolding the scene.

The commander frowned, and Hati said softly, "Look, they do know each other, sir."

Scull: "It's true, sir, that's the proof."

The commander was unmoved, as solid as a rock: "The relationship between the enemy officer who escorted Experiment No. [-] and the sergeant is not within the scope of my concern. I only care about his loyalty to the empire. And what information the doctor needs from the enemy's mouth he can pull out."

"What if he still cares about the old relationship?" Hati smiled beautifully and gently, "Look, their friendship is extraordinary."

She specially emphasized the "unusual" tone, and the commander's dark green eyes flashed a glimmer of light, and said in the same tone: "If this is the case, then—dedication to the empire will be the greatest gift I bestow on the sergeant. glory."

Underneath, He Qin's smile remained the same, still frivolous and wanton, he said softly: "Look at you nervous, baby."

"You still say?" Wen Zheliu circled around his torture rack, and began to circle slowly, pacing, "How did you get here? Did they catch you?"

He Qin's lips didn't move, but his voice could reach Wen Zheliu's ears very clearly. He and Du Zijun both knew this handy technique: "They don't have this ability. I was locked up here since the beginning of this world. of."

This is exactly what he had imagined.

Wen Zheliu continued to ask: "The identity?"

"The anti-fascist allied officer who escorted the test subject seems to be a major rank, Chinese and English mixed... and your husband."

"..." Wen Zheliu: "How is the status of attributes?"

"Full lock including stamina and blood volume, [Bleeding] and [Weakness] are still displayed in the status bar as normal debuffs, and all props cannot be used..." He Qin replied fluently, calmly weakening these almost terrifying one by one Daolai said, "...the basic functions of the star ring have also been blocked."

Wen Zheliu's lips moved, he stood still abruptly, and said low and hastily on He Qin's back: "You were cut like this! No, I have to find a way to get you out..."

"Do not."

"……what?"

He Qin curled up the corners of his lips, finally showing a bit of serious tenderness in his expression.He said, "No, don't try to save me."

The heels of his military boots stomped heavily on the ground, Wen Zheliu stopped circling slowly, and strode up to He Qin with a solemn and serious expression: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

He Qin's eyes were clear and calm, with a loving smile: "Do you think I was beaten stupid?"

Wen Zheliu really couldn't understand what he meant: "Do you want to hang here from the beginning to the end? This world is very different. I am outside, and the two of them are also outside. Only you are locked here. Impossible, I will never..."

"I won't leave you, baby." The smile on He Qin's lips faded. He looked deeply at Wen Zheliu. , the most secret emotion, "I didn't leave you behind, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Wen Zheliu immediately closed his lips tightly, not knowing what to say.

... yes, scared.

He relied on He Qin, and meeting this man was the best thing that happened in his nearly 18 years of life.The love he fell in his heart warmed him, and at the same time gave him the courage to fight against the past and the pain.This world-renowned knife that is omnipotent draws a clear boundary in the world of Wen Zheliu. On one side is the old days of bewilderment and wandering, and on the other side is the brave, unyielding, love and brilliant new life.

If He Qin is not by his side, but locked here, in such a cold, dark and dangerous prison, how can he not be afraid?

"You know? You little bastard, sometimes you are really domineering." He Qin let out a dull laugh from his throat. The time I was pulled out of the illusion, including this time... Do you really want me to stay by your side honestly, or put me in a safe house where no one knows, so you can feel at ease?"

Wen Zheliu was taken aback for a moment, he obviously didn't mean it that way, but when He Qin said this, he did have a sense of embarrassment that was exposed: "I didn't, you talk nonsense!"

He Qin sighed, and said, "Let's stop joking, let's talk about something practical. Listen, baby."

Wen Zheliu looked at his blood-stained face silently, and when He Qin spoke again, he had already broken away from the system's language system and converted his voice into Chinese: "Ning Ning, you are the jewel in my palm, the flesh and blood of my heart. I I love you, I said this before, now, and in the future, even on the day I die, I will hold your hand and tell you that I love you."

The enthusiastic confession came suddenly, but it was so appropriate, Wen Zheliu and He Qin looked at each other, and seeing his eyes were so gentle, it was enough to turn the prison smeared with death into a romantic spring.

"So I often think, you are just an underage child, I have to watch you - if nothing else, I should watch you grow up. I have been guiding you in the previous four worlds, I am worried You haven't learned enough, and you haven't grown fast enough. In the past ten years, I have failed to replace my uncle and aunt, and fulfilled my obligation to protect you. How can I prevent you from being hurt again?"

Wen Zheliu's lips trembled slightly, he was speechless, he really wanted to throw himself into his lover's arms and cry, but he couldn't.

"Just yesterday, I thought about it all night." He Qin said, "The young eagle that is protected in the nest will not be able to fly high for the rest of its life. Should I try to let go? Why not take this opportunity and use the world as your stage , your home field - to shine brightly, baby. The sun cannot be covered, and anyone who sees it has only two choices: either bear its brilliance and heat, or escape to live in the darkness."

"You are the sun, so do the work of the sun," He Qin said, "Light up here, and burn down here. I'm waiting for your good news."

Wen Zheliu finally understood what He Qin meant.

None of them spoke, and a glance at each other was worth a thousand words of verbal exchange.

"Okay..." Wen Zheliu said, "Okay, I understand."

"Then," He Qin smiled leisurely, "do you still want to interrogate me, sir?"

Wen Zheliu still had tears in his eyes, and when he asked him this question, he immediately laughed and couldn't cry anymore.

"Judgment, why not?" He also broke away from the system language and switched to Chinese, "You want me to beat you, huh?"

Only at this time did the whip that was in name only play its real role. Wen Zheliu held it and slowly slashed across He Qin's chest.He exerted some strength, pressed on the exposed muscle, the edge of the wound, and managed to force out He Qin's muffled groan.

"Of course you can beat me with a whip." He Qin's dark eyes were locked on his face, and his dark red lips opened and closed, and he said in a low voice, "You can definitely use a whip...to hit my thigh Inside, sir."

Wen Zheliu could only feel the blood rushing to his face: "You...!"

Seeing that he was in a hurry, He Qin said with a sullen smile: "Okay, I won't bother you anymore. Go and call that Captain Felix down, and your brother will help you fool around again."

Seeing that he had said something serious, Wen Zheliu put down his whip and ended the cross-examination which was not considered an interrogation at all.

"One last reminder," He Qin said, "The experimental subject is locked under the gas chamber. Only the senior military officers of the concentration camp know the structure there. I don't need to tell you how to get in, right?"

"Well, I know." Wen Zheliu looked at him one last time, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the elevator, "...I love you, goodbye, brother."

"I love you, bye, baby."