[Comprehensive] Blue dye

He came out and was exposed to the outside world.

The pure white desert corresponds to the dark sky, the cool moonlight sprinkles on the white sand, and the sparkling fine sand is like stars, but one is in the sky and the other is on the ground.

Even he was dazed when he saw such a scene, staring blankly at the scene.

Staying underground at an unknown depth, he had imagined the scenery outside, but when he actually saw it, he felt that it was completely different from what he had imagined.

Cold, desolate, dead silent.

It feels the same as underground, but the space has become larger and the light is sufficient, that's all.

He was disappointed, but could not say why.

But since it's out, keep going! He thought.

The option of reentry was never considered anyway.

Folding the hard and huge pure white wings, the strange eyes with black eyes and white silver pupils flashed the anticipation for the unforeseen things. He stepped on the soft white sand and walked towards the unknown direction without hesitation.

The outside world is vast and boundless. Compared with it, the place of birth is like the bottom of a well, with strong limitations and a strong sense of depression. Although he is not an active person who is afraid of chaos in the world (by himself), he has been nesting in that place for a long time It still affects the mood.

The judgment was not conducive to physical and mental development, so he ran out, um, without hesitation.

Originally thought that at least there would be more fun or novel things outside, but who would have encountered so many low IQs when he ran out of the ground for a walk, causing him to be messed up before even finding the interesting targets? .

As soon as those ugly guys in masks saw him, they pounced on him as if they saw a tonic.

Some can communicate with words, but after a few words, he realizes that Kanbi Tiandi's level gap cannot be made up by hard work. Simply put, he despises those creatures with similar body composition with his IQ.

But you can't blame him for that. Before meeting Varstord, who is at the same level as him, the subordinates he met were all at the bottom of the evolutionary chain. want to know.

He always thinks that other creatures can't keep up with his ideas, and he has a faint feeling that he is out of touch with the outside world.

He knows that he is smarter than other creatures, but he doesn't know the actual scope of the gap; he knows that his level is higher than all the ones he has encountered so far, but he doesn't know that even Valstord, who is of the same level, is not as smart as one-third of his IQ.

There is a word made especially for him——

genius.

His existence is itself a miracle.

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After wandering around in the virtual circle for a while, he finally returned to the place of birth.

The solid body is covered with thin sand dust due to long-term walking on the sand, but the color of the white sand is not obvious.

The pure white wings flapped slowly, the size of two and a half meters made it unnecessary for him to flap his wings frequently, the spread wings blocked the moonlight, forming two swaying shadows on the sandy ground.

When his feet touched the ground, he folded his wings and carefully observed the original place. Then, he found that it was different.

He came to this conclusion in less than a second, because it was too obvious, the change of the place of birth.

Back then, in order to get out from the ground, he dug a big hole that he could pass through even with his wings fully spread out, but now, all the sand around that hole slid down into the hole, forming a considerable quicksand pit with a radius of one mile.

The Xu who can't fly may not be able to climb out of this quicksand pit!

He leaped vigorously under his feet, and jumped into the hole accurately. When his body fell down, he spread his wings to slow down the falling speed.

I felt like I was falling continuously, although the place where the exit had changed, the actual length pierced by him was still the same as before.

Sensing the difference in wind direction keenly, he flapped his wings violently, and the wind pressure stopped the downward trend. He knew what was below the cave, and he had to stop early if he didn't want to come into close contact with the black liquid of unknown composition.

Flapping his wings, he moved to a flat ground and landed, then folded his wings, and he walked deep underground, where boundless darkness and silence awaited his arrival.

He will come back, purely to find a companion. After meeting countless brain-damaged people outside, he thinks that maybe he can find a companion that suits him when he returns here. At the beginning, he didn't have this kind of thought. He will not be lonely, and he has never felt lonely. , but thinking creatures often need someone to talk to, and he is not exempt.

Although all the lifeforms he encountered while exploring inside were marked by him as having IQ problems, it is undeniable that since this place 'born' a special alien like him, it is hard to guarantee that there will be no next one.

Grabbing the 1% chance to run back, the purpose is to hope to have companions when embarking on the journey again.

Words cannot describe the feeling of walking alone in the desert.

In some days in the future, whenever he thinks of this moment in his free time, he will feel that he has made an extremely correct decision, returning to the place of birth at the right time, and only then can he meet the person who can trust him without any scruples in the future.

Walking towards the depths of the darkness, the hard armor on the soles of his feet made a crisp sound when he hit the ground. His pace was neither impatient nor slow. Hearing the crunching sound, he knew he had reached the place where other life forms were first found.

It's not that there are no expectations, it's just that the first impression is like that, it's really hard for him to place high hopes on it.

He stopped at a location not far from the destination, and did not approach it rashly. He had to observe closely before making a conclusion.

On the one hand, it is also to avoid trouble. In the eyes of these dark guys, he is an outlier. As long as he is seen, it means that he will be unlucky. Even if there is no real harm, he will be harassed constantly. Waste your time 'playing' with them.

For him, it was 'playing', and for those black creatures, it was probably 'death'.

He just stopped here, and he was very likely to be discovered a few steps forward.

Standing quietly, quietly watching group after group of dark creatures chewing unknown things with neat white teeth.

The waiting process is often boring, and his intellectual thinking tells him that after a long time, his goal has not made any progress at all, and the completion rate is still hovering at 1%.

The objects he observes make him feel that there is no fun at all. He has already known his appearance and habits, and he is familiar with how many fingers he has and what he usually does. Know what you are eating.

Boring is boring, but fortunately, he still remembers what he is here for, not to have fun but to find companions, so it is not so important to think that everything is boring.

Sitting on the ground with one foot bent and the other straight, with arms resting on the knees, the pure white wings on the back are too hard to be submissive to the ground.

He stayed in the same place very patiently for a long, long time, doing nothing, just maintaining the same posture and waiting.

At such times, it is meaningless to calculate how much time has elapsed.

Finally, on a certain day, at a certain moment, the unchanging scene in front of me changed.

The whiteness in the darkness was so obvious, and the abnormal change prompted him to stand up with squinted eyes, his stiff wings stretched out naturally, and he waited with bated breath. It is undeniable that he had a little expectation in his heart at this moment.

He saw a bright white crawling out of the deep and dark mud, with his back bent, and his thin white sharp hands supporting the mud below, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

Apart from the wing and pupil hair, the body is white like him.

A strange feeling arises spontaneously, as if a voice is trying to tell him that Bai in front of him is the companion he is looking for.

But he didn't move, he saw the restlessness of those black creatures, he wanted to know how the object he was looking for would react, what he was looking for was a companion, not a burden, although his understanding of the word companion was still to be seen. Discuss.

He saw Na Mobai looking around and staring blankly at his arm, as if he was puzzled by his peculiarity.

The black creatures whispered, pointing at the white aliens with their slender and sharp fingertips, approaching in groups with obvious malice.

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(The angle of view changes, 'he' is changed to a newborn 'cub')

The hard shell of his face was stained with a little blood, and his whole hand was also stained with the blood of a black creature. He was just born in the dark underground and lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about the next step.

Suddenly, white feet appeared in his line of sight, and he raised his head, the beautiful vertical pupils were emotionless, not a dead void, but nothingness without impurities.

These eyes appear so pure because they are not mixed with any desire.

The green vertical pupils reflected the almost completely white figure in front of him. The pure white body, pure white wings, and pure white armor, the pure to dazzling color made his beast-like pupils suddenly constrict. Significant swings in mood for the first time.

The other party seemed to be quite interested in his eyes, and the proportion of time spent staring at his eyes was significantly longer, and his eyes were not polite, sticking to the other party's pure white body covered with hard armor.

【like me. 】

[Same as me. 】

Although neither of them knew what the other was thinking, their thoughts all tended to the same level by coincidence.

The other party looked down at him, but he maintained his kneeling posture and looked up.

Just like the relationship between the two in the distant future, without relying on external forces, it is stronger than any relationship bound by a contract.

He looked at the other party quietly, the green vertical pupils could only accommodate the figure with the pure white wings, and looked at each other silently, he saw himself in the other party's beautiful silver-white pupils, and then the other party reached out and stretched out his slender and powerful but not like him A sharp hand was placed in front of his eyes, and he heard a deep and melodious voice, with an unquestionably strong tone.

"Sousuke, my name."

"I want to invite you to go on a journey with me, and tell me what your name is."

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