Cannon fodder "attack" development system

Professor Mountbatten was sitting on a high chair. He looked down at Song Guan with a look of interest, and then smiled.He looked at Song Guan, sitting on the chair, holding a living creature in his arms. Looking carefully, the thing in the professor's arms was the little monster that dragged Song Guan here.

The little monster has no hair, only a layer of rough skin. Its original big eyes are now narrowed and slender, obviously feeling very comfortable after being stroked by the professor.However, because the professor was observing Song Guan, the stroking movement stopped for a while, so the narrowed eyes of the little monster widened again. It looked up at the professor, let out a "goo", then turned its gaze, It was following the professor's gaze to look at Song Guan.

Song Guan described it as being in a state of embarrassment at this moment. Many parts of his body were worn out, revealing skin covered with wounds, which made him look as if he had been abused... No, or rather, he was dragged along by little monsters all the way Come here, in fact, it is no different from being abused.

Seeing that Song Guan seemed to be awake, the professor tossed the little monster in his arms to the side. The thing flipped flexibly in the air, and landed silently like a cat.The professor turned his face slightly, his eyes, which were usually filled with gentleness and kindness most of the time, looked at the same kindness at the moment, and he said softly, "Are there many questions?"

Song Guan couldn't make a sound or move.

The professor sat there, he looked at Song Guan, the expression on his face made it difficult for people to discern what he meant, but his eyes seemed to be examining an exhibit, and then he said: "That's up to me to explain, How should I put it—let’s start with the latest incident.”

"You and Noah applied for an 'exit order', which is one of the causes of what happened today. I think you should know that Noah is working for the Duke of Wellington, but I'm afraid what Noah is doing , You don’t have a specific concept, do you? He may have mentioned it to you, but he certainly won’t explain it in detail, and the importance of his position as the Duke of Wellington is probably beyond your imagination.

"Song, you learned alchemy very well in school, and the teachers admired the puppets you made. I must also admit that you are very talented in this aspect. However, if In terms of alchemy talent, Noah's talent is much higher than yours. The underground testing ground you saw in the temple, and the things there are all written by him.

"Surprised, isn't he? He is a complete genius in alchemy. Human body alchemy has always been a path that makes people see no hope. However, with his appearance, what Noah did, It is equivalent to igniting a lamp on this dark road. He has shown people hope and an entry point, so, of course, it is conceivable that others pay attention to him. It is impossible for anyone who knows the "Prince Project" not to pay attention to him , if he can resurrect the devil, then he also has the ability to resurrect the gods. I am afraid that he himself does not know that he will be so secretly watched because everyone is covering up. In other words, there are countless movements of Noah. People staring in the dark—

"So as soon as I applied for the 'exit order', all the high-level officials knew about it. And because of the 'Prince Project', I had more contact with Noah, and relatively speaking, I observed it more carefully. Others may not know , but as soon as I heard that it was the two of you, not one of you who was going to apply for an 'exit order', I knew this matter was worth exploring. Combined with Noah's performance in the past two days, I have a Guess—I’m afraid, you guys are going to flee this time, right? Leaving everything in Libel City and Ansell College, anyway, you came empty-handed and left empty-handed, it seems like it’s no big deal.

"The situation in Libel City is very chaotic now. The church and the Congress are at odds. You may have heard that I am the adopted son of the Duke of Wellington, and my adoptive father, the Duke of Wellington, belongs to the church. All this is because of his To do human experiments, the church can provide him with more resources than the Congress, so he is on the side of the church. But it is ridiculous that his real identity is not a human being, he is a human who does not know how much he has lived. In this country, each generation of the Duke of Wellington, on the surface, different people have inherited the title, but in fact he is all alone. He directed and acted to cover up the secret of his own immortality, and hundreds of Over the years, he has inherited all his wealth.

"Nowadays the church and the Congress are fighting each other. The Duke is an existence that often creates obstacles for the Congress. In the Congress, many people have an attitude towards him. In addition to the Congress, at the same time, many people in the church have a hatred attitude towards the duke. This is also not difficult to understand, because anyone with a higher affinity for the light element can easily detect the abnormality of the duke's status. And for For devout believers of the light, the existence of the Duke itself is a kind of desecration of faith. Of course, vampires like the Duke should die.

"However, although so many people want the Duke to die, it is not an easy thing to really let the Duke die. Because everyone has too many scruples, and the forces of all parties are restraining, no one wants to do it without great help. Under the grasp of success, he provokes troubles and becomes a living target.

"As for my motives and thoughts - as I said before, there are many people who want the Duke to die. Unfortunately, I am one of them. Is it strange? There is nothing strange about it. I want him to die, yes Because of him, whether he is my adoptive father or not is another matter. Besides, there are always people who hate their parents in the world. Although there are not many, they will not be few. There is nothing in this world. Things are the way they are. If I do something, it must be because I want to do it, not because I should. For me, blood ties or even kinship ties or even national ties, they are the most boring There is nothing in this world that I have to give and love. Those feelings of belonging and identity are all ridiculous, aren’t they? The patents of lower animals. Maggots only talk about whether they come from the same I crawled out of a pit. I’m sorry, I’m expressing my feelings, so I’m going to talk a bit more. What did I just say?

"Yes, I just said that I want the Duke to die. However, it is not easy to kill him. Only when the situation and the situation are chaotic enough, can I have the opportunity to do more things. So When I learned that Noah and you were applying for an "exit order", I knew that this was an opportunity. If I don't take advantage of this opportunity, I don't know when I will be able to wait for such an opportunity next time.

"One thing I have always been curious about is what is the relationship between you and Noah? I have considered this issue myself. At first, I thought you were brothers because you are very close. But then I thought you were not, because It's too intimate, after a certain degree, it's clearly a lover."

Song Guan looked at the professor coldly, his eyes and expression were almost frozen.

Professor Mountbatten smiled. He wore a ring on his right thumb and turned the ring slightly: "You two are also very strange. You are not natives of Liber City. Logically speaking, you should be from the surrounding cities. , However, the people we sent out couldn't find any information related to you, so it is very likely that you are from a farther place? But how, this is not the point. As for whether you are lovers Well, no matter brother, one thing is very clear - if you die, Noah will definitely go crazy, right?"

When Song Guan heard this, the ice in his eyes seemed to be slowly cracking, which was a sign that something was collapsing.

When Professor Mountbatten saw him, he just continued to say in a low voice calmly: "If I push your death onto the faithful believers in those churches, it must turn out to be very interesting, isn't it? Even, if I Let’s set up another scam to make people think that all of this was done by people in Congress, and they will not find out until after an investigation. In fact, all of this is the vicious result of internal divisions in the church. It must be done like this Things would be more interesting. Falseness covered with falsehood, so that after the first layer of falsehood is broken, people will generally believe that the falsehood under this layer of falsehood is the truth. I can predict almost now that the Church And what kind of reaction will those people in Congress have.

"All the contradictions are stimulated. The more chaotic the situation is, the better it is for me. When a person is doing a big thing, the most taboo thing is to expose his ultimate goal to the broad daylight. I have been in business for many years. The dark line that came down can finally come in handy now, which is really worthy of celebration. If the church is severely divided, according to the character of the Duke, he has a great possibility of rebelling against Congress, right? As long as he rebels, ha, that’s him dead end—"

The tone of voice that had always been flat, had a rare sense of excitement and ups and downs, but it stopped there.This is probably because the speaker is unwilling and very unaccustomed to being peeped into his emotions.

In the silent silence that followed, Mountbatten looked down at Song Guan for a long time.The finger in his hand turned round and round silently, and the little monster who was ignored by others approached Song Guan unwillingly.Seeing this, the professor stepped down from the high chair. The little monster was startled by the movement, and immediately jumped away vigilantly.

Song Guan stared at Mountbatten intently, while the professor leaned over and sat down indifferently.Just like when he was in the temple, his hand touched Song Guan's cheek, then followed the curve of the face all the way down, and finally stopped at Song Guan's neck.

With a smile, the professor's expression changed from the initial gentleness when the two met this time, to a rather indifferent look. Although the gentleness before was just a disguise, he said to Song Guan: " Have something to say to me?"

Song Guanwenyan closed his eyes.

Because the seven orifices were bleeding, his face was covered with blood. Professor Mountbatten looked at Song Guan like this, and he didn't understand what he was thinking, but he did take out a clean towel from his jacket pocket, and then put Song He wiped his dirty face lightly.

It's just that some bloodstains have shown signs of drying up, so they can't be wiped clean.The professor looked at Song Guan like this, he wiped it, and lowered his head slightly.

By coincidence, definitely by mistake, when his head could not be lowered any further, he even licked Song Guan's face.At the place where the blood was congealed, the tip of the tongue licked it slightly, and there was a salty taste of rust and iron in the mouth, which was not as good as a fine taste, and the ear hurt, because it was bitten hard.

With a muffled snort, the professor pinched Song Guan's cheeks, forcing Song Guan to let go. He got up and touched his ear, feeling wet with blood, there was already a small hole missing.

Song Guan, who had bitten someone, was lying on his back on the ground. He spat out a small piece of soft meat and looked at the professor with a sneer expression on his face.

Covering his ears, the professor looked at Song Guan with an uncertain expression for a while, but he didn't expect a bell to ring suddenly at this moment.

The huge bell sounded as if it came from somewhere very close to here, and there was a disturbing echo in the room almost immediately.Hearing the bell, the professor's expression froze slightly.He stood up, let go of the hand covering one ear, pursed his lips into a straight line, and his expression completely cooled down. He walked around a few steps as if restless, then he stopped, bent over and grabbed him. Song Guan's collar dragged him roughly to a row of iron railings.

There are many sundries in this room, the professor picked out a handcuff from the side, and he baked Song Guan's left hand with the railing: "I have something to deal with now, wait for me to come back—" His expression was very cold. The gentleness of the spring and green waves disappeared completely. After a pause, the professor continued, "I will deal with your affairs at that time."

After the professor left, it took a while before Song Guan sat up leaning against the railing with difficulty.

He has no pain response at the moment, but is weak and lacks strength.After a while, he finally gathered up some strength and touched his throat.

On Song Guan's pale neck, there were large bruises at the moment, which looked very scary.His throat was damaged, and he couldn't speak at all—in other words, the current Song Guan couldn't use the technique of speech at all.

There are still many wounds left on his body when he was dragged by the little monsters. Those wounds are not deep, but they cover a wide area. The amount of blood loss caused by these wounds is still a huge sum for Song Guan's body now. It's not a small burden, so Song Guan's head is groggy at the moment, and the foreground is still covered with a faint black shadow.At the same time, anger, anxiety, extreme unwillingness, or even a little despair... A lot of negative emotions swept over him, almost drowning his whole body.Due to the physical and mental shock, Song Guan felt that he was going to be manic. He had this awareness, but he couldn't control himself anymore.

"Goo."

The little monster that had jumped to the side before, crawled over on all fours after the professor left the room, approaching Song Guan cautiously.

The little monster was very cautious and approached step by step. During the process, Song Guan ignored it, so it relaxed a little.It jumped to Song Guan's feet and just straightened up, but Song Guan, who was motionless at first, suddenly raised his foot and kicked the little monster out!

"Cuckoo-cuckoo-!!!"

The little monster that got kicked was screaming in fright. It was not hurt, but it was greatly frightened.The frightened little monster jumped back in a panic, knocking down a large piece of debris, and there was a sound of "bang bang bang bang", and the room suddenly became a mess, many bottles and cans were overturned on the ground, everywhere rolling.

After a while, the room returned to silence.

In the shadows piled up in the corner, the little monster slowly poked its head out from behind the debris.It looked around for a long time, and after confirming its safety, it finally crawled out slowly, stared at Song for a while, and the little monster tried to approach again, but Song Guan's wrist flicked, and the handcuff chain hit the iron railing and sent out a string. There was a sound, and the little monster was frightened and ran around again, knocking over a pile of debris.

Coincidentally, several bottles were rolled to Song Guan's feet with broken corners.

Song saw it, and stared silently for a long time. He hooked the medicine bottle to his hand with his foot, and then lifted it up to look at it.

The label on the outside of the bottle reads "Sleep".

In this way, I hooked the bottles at my feet to my hand, looked at them carefully, and identified them carefully. These bottles were written with "Sleep", "Pain Relief", and "Snow"... Some of them were words with unclear meanings , some are easier to understand, but Song Guan is more concerned about a medicine bottle with "stimulant" written on it.

Without any hesitation, Song Guan poured out half of the medicine in the medicine bottle and stuffed it all into his mouth.Maybe this dose is too much, but he can't think about these issues now.Before the effect of the medicine came up, he groped around for all the sundries he could touch. It took a while until the drug effect of the "stimulant" started to take effect, and finally he found a knife.

Of course the knife was not a big knife, but fortunately it was relatively sharp. Song Guan used the knife to cut on the iron chain, but it was useless to cut the iron chain with this knife. A few light white marks.

Song Guan didn't move any more. He just held the knife in one hand and looked at his other hand which was handcuffed. The state of mind at that moment can almost be described as calm to cruel.He held the knife and thought to himself: It would be relatively easier to cut off my own hand with the knife.Anyway, it's not a big deal to lose a hand, as long as you can escape from this ghost place - if you can't escape from this ghost place, what's the use of having all four limbs?Noah had broken one hand because of me before, but now I just broke one hand too.

The little monster poked its head around and hid in the middle of the pile of debris. It made a series of slight "goo" sounds, and stared curiously at Song Guan.Its front paws were propped on a glass bottle, and it leaned forward a little bit. At this time, Song Guanzheng pulled out his belt and tied it a little above his wrist, and tied a knot tightly. Then he slashed down, and the blade cut The sound of the bones being opened made the little monster shrink back into the sundries again.

The angle of Song Guan's slash was not very suitable, so when he went down with the knife, he couldn't cut off the hand directly, but there was still a piece of flesh and blood connected to it.Fortunately, he didn't feel any pain at all now, he held up the knife and chopped it twice, and finally cut off his hand completely.

There was a bloody scene in front of him, but Song Guan didn't feel any discomfort. He felt that the scene in front of him seemed to be handling ingredients, just like he and Noah were chopping up those pork bones when they were preparing to cook.

Calmly throwing the knife aside, Song Guan, who had lost too much blood, his entire face was pale with lifeless ash, and his lips were completely pale, as if the roots of the plant were cut off and were about to wither. "The two-character medicine bottle, all the pills in it were poured into his mouth and swallowed.

Can't faint, can't rest, can't close eyes.

Song Guan warned himself over and over again, after panting for a moment, he took off his outermost clothes, then wrapped and pressed his bleeding wound.Stumbling to his feet, Song Guan walked towards the door. He struggled a few steps, staggered and finally leaned against the wall.Cold sweat was dripping down, and a drop of sweat seeped into his eyes. He couldn't feel the pain, but a series of liquid dripped out of his eyes irritably.

With blood red in front of his eyes, Song Guan felt that it was difficult to breathe, he opened his mouth and kept swallowing the air.With one shoulder against the wall, Song Guan moved forward slowly.At this time, time completely lost its concept, as if passing extremely fast, and also seemed to pass extremely slowly.He didn't know how long he had walked, he felt as if he was walking on the road to the underworld, and the roads were so long that there was no end in sight.

Finally, Song Guan was exhausted and slid down against the wall.In the dizziness as if the world was about to collapse, he felt that someone stopped in front of him, and that person sighed softly: "A person like you... shouldn't have been born in this world."

Song Guan didn't know if this was his illusion before he died, if so, he hoped that it was Noah he could see.

[The player dies.The system confirms that the player is dead.During the task progress tracking update, the No.13 game will be automatically exited, and now it is entering the countdown stage——]

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