After being spotted by the NPC boss, I blew up the system

-

The person leaning on the tree trunk felt a little cold, and it took a long time to realize that some blood oozed from his shoulder.

"Why don't you give it a try..." No wonder Sam survived, but Alan couldn't even find his bones.

Knowing all kinds of reasons, Qi Yan still couldn't be happy.

He seemed to have guessed why the chief designer regarded this place as the core area of ​​the system.

Whether it's the "cleaner system" in the actual sense, or him now, it's just a tool for Sam's desire to find Alan.Therefore, the meaning of the existence of the core area is to "find".

If you want the core area to collapse, you need to find Alan.

He's sure that Sam, like himself, escaped from the hospital in a frenzy and drove north.

All the way to the quarantine area.

Then, at last, he recalled everything.

"Looking for corpses." It's really not an easy job, especially for corpses decades ago.

It doesn't matter if it rots into bones, but according to Sam's memory, a lot of people died here back then.

You can't pull out all the bones and identify them one by one, right?

Moreover.

He raised his eyes and glanced across the coniferous forest shrouded in white mist.

——Going further inside, you may encounter more mutant creatures.

At this time, maybe it should be...Qi Yan took out the half of the photo again.

"Think of yourself as Sam."

……

That year, Sam returned to the quarantine area.

I hold this photo in my hand.

"obviously it is……"

Looking at the half of the photo in his hand, he couldn't take it anymore, took a deep breath, and started to cry.

"You idiot... how could you forget him!"

The sobs changed from suppressed to vented wailing. "You idiot! Bastard! Ahh... you give back my...my Alan...give it back to me!!!!"

The forest in the early morning is mysterious and deserted.

Sam couldn't imagine how that tired figure was surrounded by giant rats, standing in the middle covered in blood.

He has run out of bullets and only holds a dagger.Just when he was exhausted and unable to support his body, the helicopter with familiar symbols left the forest.

He was alone.

Maybe.

It is also possible that he lasted until the next day.As the teammates expected, it rained heavily in the forest...

His Alan fell helplessly in a puddle, the autumn rain in the high latitudes of the northern hemisphere was icy cold.

Thinking of this, Sam almost collapsed.

At this moment, the sound of giant rats running came from beside them.

"Squeak... squeak..."

But he didn't want to hide at all.

"Squeak... squeak..."

Sam clearly felt that something was approaching, but he just grabbed the photo and closed his eyes.

"Squeak... squeak..."

Getting closer.

"Boom!!!"

The expected pain didn't appear, instead, the giant rat leaped up and fell heavily to the ground after a piercing gunshot.

Qi Yan's heart trembled, and he heard the sound of approaching footsteps stepping on a puddle.

He opened his eyes, and there was a pair of boots in front of him.

The man bent down, and a voice with heavy breathing came from his ear: "I had a dream last night."

He didn't dare to look up, and the sobbing that had just subsided began to flood again.

The man went on to say, "I dreamed that you said it hurt, and I felt sad, so I woke up..."

"It's actually you..."

As he should have guessed, the bandana tied to the side of the mask looked exactly like the handkerchief Sam had given Alan before.

And that torn white paper...

He couldn't imagine how he held this half of the photo tightly on that rainy day...

—so much so that it loses all color.

The man lowered his head and took out the damaged white card of another squad leader from his pocket.

Qi Yan finally looked up.

The face facing him was covered by a black gas mask, only a pair of eyes were exposed.

Blue, like the sea.

-

With a barren imagination, it is impossible to set how Alan survived.

But Sam is sure that the hero he grew up with must have just been forgotten by him in the isolation zone in the northern latitude.Maybe one day, he will come back after killing all the monsters.

Sam got nothing and returned to the nursing home from Vidonov alone.

After receiving treatment, after three months, he was discharged from the hospital.

The organization gave him a large sum of generous condolence money, which was enough to support him to live a life of material abundance for a lifetime.

One night, he took out the map and spread it out.

The nib connects the isolated area with the home town, then carefully calculates the median.

In the end, Sam settled down in a small town near a canal.He didn't go home to visit his family, he didn't even go to Alan's funeral.

He is absolutely sure that there is always such a chance that lost people can also meet again by chance.

As the most talented scientific researcher in the research institute, some people came to the town to look for him.

When the door of the attic was pushed open, the visitor couldn't even believe that this sleazy drunk was actually the second-ranked member of the "Cleaners" advance team.

"Hello, is this Mr. Sam? I am a special commissioner of the International Joint Organization, and I would like to invite you..."

"roll."

"...Sir, regardless of any considerations, I hope you can listen to me."

"I do not want to hear."

"We know about you, and we also know that organizations from certain countries have come to bother you. But this time, you may be interested in our project."

"I haven't done scientific research for more than ten years. It's already useless. Let's go back."

"We want you to design a selection system, assemble the team, and then go to Vydonov."

"... Vidonov?"

"Yes, sir. I know that system design is extremely difficult, or it may be your painstaking efforts for more than ten years, but I still hope that you can consider—"

"I agree."

Isn't it the next 15 years?

I would.

……

"Team leader, the support rate of various countries has increased significantly, and it seems that the time for the official launch of the system is approaching."

"Ah."

"Uh... I want to say, you have been studying day and night, since you have reached this period, you should also rest."

"...Did you read today's news?"

"Ah, what do you mean?"

"Eminent academics publicly opposed the plan's implementation."

"I know that. That young man is also the son of Dean Qi in the Eighth District. But what do you think?"

"He... looks like a person."

Sam took off his glasses, rubbed his eyebrows with two fingers, and recalled: "When he said that this plan is not suitable for the world, his expression was exactly the same as when Alan said that I was not suitable for the advance team."

The assistant didn't know what the identity of Alan was mentioned by this respected old scholar, so he could only say with a look of astonishment on his face, "That senior, maybe he is your opponent?"

After speaking, the young assistant regretted it.

Because he clearly saw that the team leader, who has always been eccentric and strict, had two lines of tears in the corners of his eyes.

The old man's voice trembled uncontrollably: "That's right, it's the opponent..."

He's gone, and I finally won.

But it has been more than 20 years, why are you still expecting him to come out of that forest?

No matter it's old or ugly, he still hopes that his Alan can touch the top of his head and hand over the other half of the old photo: "Sam, I like you."

I like you too, Alan.

So, when are you coming to see me?

Now, I have gone too far on a road that cannot see the light, and I probably can't go back alone.

"Scavenger."

"what did you say?"

"The code name of the system is called the Cleaner."

"Okay, okay, we're going to prepare for the press conference right away."

……

"Sir, all the children selected for special training have arrived, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Nothing to see."

"But sir, the superior still hopes that you can..."

"dont see."

"……OK, all right."

Perhaps the young man who spoke out against it was right.

Sam put down the knife and fork, and the sound of metal colliding with porcelain plates seemed so abrupt in the empty room.

Those children are the same as they were back then.

The highest in terms of physical fitness, intelligence, and comprehensive indicators.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Then the surviving child is exactly the same as Alan?"

A strange sense of excitement finally flowed through the atrium that hadn't been turbulent for many years.

Of the five hundred outstanding ones, the only one who can survive is his Alan.

……

"The first exam is over, the data has been exported, do you want to see it? Team leader."

"Let me take a look at the information of the top three."

According to the request, the assistant opened the data comparison table for display, and then played a short video.

"The top three chose the method of forming an alliance. The three of them have their own strengths and cooperate with each other. In addition, they have an advantage in numbers, so they currently lead in points."

Sam, who was watching from the side, didn't show any interest, and muttered with drooping eyelids: "Inferior quality, it's not a grade at all..."

Such contemptuous comments continued until the second and third scenes.

until a certain day.

This scene appeared on the video:

In the early morning, thick fog filled the air, beside the vast coniferous forest, above the barbed wire fence, the boy had two long legs hanging down.

He's wearing the same gas mask that Sam used to train in when he was younger.

Thin cool eyes raised, looking at the thick fog covering the horizon in the distance.

Half of his face was caressed by the sun, his white and bony fingers grabbed the rusty barbed wire, and his body leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to climb over the barbed wire.

That hand stretched out toward the deserted forest.

But at this moment, someone grabbed his ankle.

The boy seemed to realize what happened, so he said helplessly, "Even if you let me in, I won't survive. Why do you still have to do this?"

The leader of the alliance is bound to win, and replied: "In case you survive, we must see you die with our own eyes."

The researchers present deeply remembered the boy's expression.

Calm and assertive, he seemed to devour everyone present.

He jumped off the iron net in silence, his voice difficult to distinguish between sadness and joy: "A lost person will eventually drown in the sea of ​​fog."

The boy had almost no expression on his face, and broke off the hands that were holding him back.

Sam's heart fluttered in front of the screen, and for a while, he cried and laughed: "This is him...haha..."

So, it's the same as the kid said.

——Lost people will never meet again.