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At the same time, in the lounge, Fushen sat obediently on the sofa and lowered his head to watch Enoch bandage his own wound. During the process, his movements were not gentle at all, and he was even rude with intentional abuse, which often provoked Fushen There was a sound of pain, and after the dressing was finished, Fushen quickly withdrew his hand back.

Before he had time to complain, he heard Enoch say indifferently: "Hand over the necklace, and I will keep it for you."

Fushen was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously raised his hand to protect the necklace hanging on his chest, and asked with a frown, "Why?"

"Because you used him regardless of my obstruction, isn't that a good reason?"

"Your blocking makes no sense, why should I listen to you?—Although you say that all my decisions are wrong, but occasionally there will be right, isn't it? This time, except for some super soldiers who were slightly injured Besides, we have nothing to lose, and we will be able to advance smoothly into the Indian border in another hour! If we don’t correct the mistakes you made last time, we are probably still at a loss.” Fu Shen lowered his voice, “This is a necklace thanks to

"'We have nothing to lose', this sentence is really easy to say." Number Six climbed onto the sofa, hugged his knees with his arms, and put his pointed jaw on his knees. He tilted his head to look at Fushen, " I feel like I am cultivating an evil god who is essentially ignorant and full of good intentions, sometimes I really don’t know how to educate you is right.”

Enoch's words made Fu Shen's face warm up, and he snapped the lid of the medicine box on: "Who, who wants you to train! I am much more experienced than you! There is nothing wrong with what I said, except for a small Little nails—"

Enoch cut him off blankly: "What about those Indians?"

Fushen's voice stopped abruptly, he turned his head and looked at Enoch in surprise and confusion: "What?"

"I ask you, what about the losses of those Indians when 'we have nothing to lose'?"

"Why should I think about the enemy—"

"Enemy? Are you sure?"

"..."

"In the last encounter, our side lost a super soldier because of the Indians' obstruction. Someone was seriously injured, and then the ship retreated and fled to a safe place. We healed, mourned for the dead companion, and considered what to do next. Do - all these redundant things take countless time to complete. If it is really the enemy, they will not give you a second to breathe, let alone give you time to hurt the spring and the autumn, because in the eyes of the enemy , you are just a companion on Huangquan Road who is about to die with you."

"But--"

"But they didn't catch up, they just drove us out of the range they thought would pose a threat to them-have you figured out why they made such a move?... Judging by your expression, I guess it shouldn't be. Then In this case, can I understand that it is a wrong behavior for you to simply judge them as 'enemies' who are not worthy of sympathy?"

"I can't understand such a holy idea of ​​yours." God Fu looked at Enoch and said coldly, "It's just sophistry."

"Then let's do a simple arithmetic problem. In the last encounter, the total number of casualties on both sides was 'one'," Enoch raised his hand and stretched out a finger, and then, under Fushen's gaze, slowly He raised his second finger, "This time, the total number of casualties on both sides is 'two'—is this situation somewhat familiar?"

"Do you want to talk about the time when the experimental body was released to save Enoch, or the time when I saved Xiaopang and reversed time for the first time?"

"The memory is quite fast, but the ultimate goal of my debate with you is to convince you to hand over your necklace, so we will only talk about the time you saved Xiaopang."

"That time was the same as this time, I don't think it caused any bad consequences."

"Well, the No. [-] test subject was defeated, right? But it didn't prevent the end of human beings being almost wiped out. The winter rain soon fell, freezing the whole city, and within a week, countless people turned into monsters at home. I don’t know if this situation is worse or if it’s worse to stay at home and be attacked by a berserker through a window that may appear in the first ending. Whole body, if what you think is the so-called 'good result' is this result."

"So? You think it's better for me to do nothing at the time? How do I know what will happen after the death of Experimental No. [-]? The only problem that needs to be solved at that time is Experimental No. [-], right?" Fu Shen walked from the sofa Standing up, grabbed the pillow on the sofa and slammed it heavily on Enoch's face, "Anyway, it's all my fault, right?! It's just farting!"

"..."

Hearing Fushen's madness, Enoch delicately took the pillow off his face, and at the same time he heard the sound of the lounge door being slammed shut.

Staring at the door that was about to be thrown down for a while, sitting on the sofa and waiting for someone to sigh, he raised his hand and scratched his head with a little irritability. At this time, he heard the sound of the door being opened again, thinking that Fushen came back again, he immediately raised his head, only to find that it was Yucheng who came in with his probe.

"What's wrong?" Enoch asked listlessly.

"Why did you take away what I wanted to say? I just wanted to come to the lounge to find your brother when I saw him slam the door and come out with an expression on his face that was about to die of anger."

"quarrel."

Yucheng was stunned for a moment, and then let out a random "oh".

Then the head that poked in from outside the door retracted, and the lounge door was closed again—when the silence in the room was restored again, and the sounds of people walking and talking on the deck outside seemed to be isolated far away, Enoch stared at Staring at a little stain in the corner of the wall, he was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to realize that the conversation just now seemed to have no meaning other than taking Fu's spirit away, because the necklace was also taken away by the angry Fu God.

"Damn."

Enoch muttered to himself, not knowing whether he was talking about himself or God Fu.

……

After Fushen returned to his own cabin, he locked himself up. He was the only one in the empty cabin, and the surrounding was very quiet and dark. Normally, he thought that such an environment would help him think about some problems—even though At this moment, he found that his brain was completely filled with anger. When his mind was full of "why why", everything was like a mess, and he didn't know where to start to figure it out...

He buried his head in the quilt, desperately thinking about the simplest question: even when he faced the cheating of his lover Wang Chaodong ten years ago, he felt more nausea than anger. When he was the experimental subject, he couldn't restrain his emotions at all?

No matter what he said, he wanted to refute it.

No matter what he judges, he subconsciously thinks "that's not the case".

No matter what he asked himself to do, he just wanted to do the opposite, to prove once—even if it was just once that he was wrong.

The young man rolled in the quilt irritably. The advantage of concentrating on solving this problem is that when the brain calms down a little, a clear thought emerges in his mind full of messy thoughts without warning. Coming out: He finds himself acting like he's jealous.

That's right.

Hey.

The former God of Le Fu, or Chu Mobai, always thought that he was the one who knew the truth best. He ran around and ran wherever something happened. In fact, he subconsciously regarded himself as the key person: What kind of problem does he have to solve by himself, which is equivalent to the role of a savior; and Experiment No. [-], he naturally put him in the role of the villain, Experiment No. [-]?It is evil and must be eliminated.

Until Dr. Knott's diary gave him a loud slap in the face.

The moment he realized that he was Frigga, who was taken away by the r laboratory and transformed to destroy the world, although he accepted it calmly on the surface, the world view of God Fu has actually been subverted—God Le Fu did not He is not a good person, and the No. [-] experimental subject that Le Fushen thought was a bad person is actually a really good person, and faced with Fushen's wrong discrimination against him when he played the role of a good person before, even after knowing the truth, he did not do anything. Too much questioning - this inexplicable generosity is offending.

Immediately afterwards, Fushen tried hard to do anything to prove that he was not evil, and he would be dismissed by No. [-] lightly, and he could also explain the reasons for his denial with reasonable grounds. In the process of his argument , Fushen tried to argue until he felt that he was finally persuaded—this more inexplicable sophistry made people even more angry.

Of course, Fushen himself is the most annoying person.

For a moment, all his affairs seemed to revolve around No. [-]. What's going on?

Fu Shen: "..."

Fu Shen: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Desperately covering his face with the quilt, Fu Shen rolled on the bed, his mind was full of the bullshit "simple numerical comparison" theory that Enoch told him before, what he thought he was doing before" The idea of ​​"totally correct" began to waver, and at this moment, Fushen suddenly heard a "dong dong" sound from the window of the cabin, as if being tapped by something sharp...

The young man was slightly taken aback, threw away the quilt covering his face, got up from the bed, narrowed his eyes slightly, went to the edge of the bed and looked out, only to find that there was a crow standing outside the window, its whole body was covered by red light At this moment, he is standing motionless through the window, looking coldly at Fushen with those black bird eyes——

"hugin?"

Although the crows in the world are really "generally black", Fushen still managed to recognize at a glance that it was the one representing "thinking" among the two crows - in the myth, Odin had two crows, one One represents "thinking", one represents "memory", and Experimental No. [-] is the same. It is the "munin" that can act as an "eye" and bring him all the information; The way of thinking, being used for fighting or conveying information is "hugin".

It is munin who is not quite at odds with Fushen. If it is him, it should not just knock on the window politely.

God Fu pushed open the window, the crow flew up, and at the same time a white note fell from its claws——Enoch was probably the last one in this world where "communication depends on roar" ", God Fu picked up the note and opened it, only to find that it was written in a rather scribbled line: [Don't take chances, the matter of the necklace will not end like this, unless you can completely convince me. 】The moment Fushen finished reading, the note burned with a bang and turned into ashes.

Fu Shen: "..."

Complete "guardian" high profile.

The anger that had just subsided once again burned in his chest.

Seeing that the task was completed, the crow hovering above his head was flapping its wings and was about to leave, but before it actually flew out of the window, the bird's claws were quickly grabbed by someone——

Hugin: "..."

Fu Shen: "..."

God Fu let go of the crow that he pulled down from the sky in embarrassment, facing the reproachful bird eyes, he seemed a little uneasy and said: "Although it is an unreasonable request, can I trouble you to take me to the territory of the Indians?" Go up—just fly around and come back immediately, I just need to prove from a distance that they are aggressive or crazy."

— is enough to convince you that your master is an overthinking Madonna.

Fushen obediently let this last sentence rot in his stomach.

At this moment, the crow became quiet, standing on the edge of the window, twisting its head and looking up and down at the young man in front of it—the bird's eyes are as big as mung beans, but it can easily make people read something like "Are you crazy to command me?" The connotation of "... And Fushen became more and more uneasy under such gazes, convincing himself over and over again to make sure that "hugin" does not have the function of "eyes", so Enoch "sees, sees, hears, hears, hears"— —However, in such a hint, he still couldn't help subconsciously wanting to stuff his hands into his pockets, but this time he forgot that there were wounds on his hands because he was too nervous, so he accidentally touched them when he was looking for the pockets. When he reached the bandage, he let out a cry of pain, and quickly took his hand out of his pocket again.

The crow standing on the edge of the window looked down at the bandage wrapped around the boy's index finger and the blood oozing from it, smashed its beak, and then flapped its wings.

God Fu thought that the bird was determined to stand with its master, and couldn't help sighing: "Forget it, since you don't want to, it's not hard for you—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the crow jumping onto the deck, and the red light on the palm-sized bird suddenly became more dazzling than before—then, under Fushen's surprised eyes, the outline of the light shrouding it became more and more blurry. The bigger the crow was, the bigger the crow was. Finally, when the palm-sized bird turned into a jet-black "phoenix" standing in front of Fushen's window, facing the stunned boy, it impatiently clapped its hands. I scratched the wooden deck: what are you looking at?Are you going or not?

Fushen was so shocked that his brain short-circuited. Under the urging of the crow, he even forgot about the door next to him, so he jumped out of the window, and was firmly caught by the crow outside the window with his back——

This is the second time Fushen has been lying on the back of the crow, and the first time was when he was fighting the No. [-] experimental subject, so even this time he cannot be regarded as a proficient hand. Where to put it, it is more difficult to lie down quietly, after all, the crow's glossy feathers are really slippery - until the crow soars, flies out of the deck, and flies into the air. Feeling pain on his face like a knife, Fushen realized that he seemed to have no other choice, but regretfully grabbed the crow's feathers and buried his face in the black down...

When he lowered his head, he saw that the boats under his feet were getting smaller and smaller, and finally they were only as small as a matchbox. At the same time, they were getting closer and closer to the land where they could land in India——

Fushen could easily see from the sky that the entire seaside city of India was also frozen. From the top down, the city was no different from the scenery they saw when they left Washington...

But soon, God Fu noticed some small details.

Unlike the people in Washington, the surviving people in India don’t seem to gather together, but... They pitched tents on the glacier with good acceptance, and lived a life similar to that of the Eskimos—— Looking down from a high place, you can also see smoke from cooking on the glacier. It seems that someone is cooking. There are people walking on the glacier. The bright colors of their clothes make them look particularly eye-catching on the ice. Among the moving people are men. There are women and even children, and some are guarding near the shore, probably on guard patrol——

All in all, it looks like life is completely orderly.

Fu Shen: "..."

No madness.

Fushen patted the crow's neck, lowered his voice and let it fly down a little bit, worried that the red light on the crow's body would be seen, they tried to walk around behind the ice, and when they got closer, Fushen even heard the crow standing on the shore. A few young women were joking and chatting. Although they couldn't understand what they were talking about, the tone of their voice probably wasn't something like "I killed one person today" or "Hehe, I killed three people today"... When a child staggered past them on the ice, one of them seemed to reach out to help him, and said something with a smile——

Fu Shen: "..."

It doesn't look like a murderous maniac either.

Fu Shen let out a long sigh, guessing in his heart that Enoch was probably right, and this time he might have done something wrong—he tugged at the crow's feathers dejectedly, and muttered unwillingly, "Go back!" ", the crow turned around, but at this moment, Fushen accidentally saw the clumsy kid sliding on the ice before going around to a place behind the glacier where other adults could not see, and then he slipped, It rolled from the inside of the glacier to the edge like a round marinated egg——

Then fell into the water with a "plop".

Fu Shen: "..."

Looking at the child flopping in the ice water, God Fu sighed ten thousand times in his heart and finally called the name of the crow, and seemed to have guessed what he was going to do, the crow that was about to leave flew in the sky for a while. circle, swooped down on the child who was thumping in the water, and a second before he was about to enter the water in silence, the bird claw accurately grabbed one of his arms and lifted the crying child out of the water, not very gentle thrown back onto the ice—

At this time, the child's cry has attracted other adults.

Fu Shen said "Oops" in his heart and grabbed the crow's feathers to make it leave quickly, but before they had time to take off to the sky again, a gust of wind from nowhere surrounded them!

During the panic, Fushen only had time to see a third elder brother dancing not far away, holding a water lamp in the shape of a lotus flower in his hand, when he stopped his masculine but flexible dance, he drank and poured the water in his hand. The lamp leaned forward, and the wind around them suddenly became fiercer, the clothes on Fushen's body were blown up, and breathing gradually became difficult——

The crow flapped its wings desperately and made a piercing cry, and finally it became more and more difficult to breathe, only to feel that the fuzzy Fushen in front of his eyes only heard a soft "bang" sound, followed by the empty space under his buttocks, and he fell from midair At the same time, the palm-sized crow landed and squatted firmly on his stomach——

At the same time that Fushen fell to the ground until his butt blossomed, invisible shackles bound his hands behind his back.

The dark-skinned people around came up, and when they saw the face of Fushen, they showed surprised and hostile expressions, and they burst into flames, Fushen couldn't understand a word, so they could only make up They might be saying cheerfully now—

"This is the person who killed us yesterday!"

"Why is he so stupid to send it to the door!"

"Let's avenge his comrades by cutting him into pieces!"

"That's right, that's right!"

"..."

Fushen, who suddenly became dumb, regretted why he didn't learn an extra Hindi language in college - although he probably never imagined that one day he would have the first direct and intimate contact with the people of Asan in this posture.

While having a headache, he heard the crow squatting on his stomach making a resisting sound, and then the people around him stepped aside, and a tall man with muscles all over his body came out from behind the crowd , he didn't wrap his head in a white cloth like other note men, his messy hair was scattered over his shoulders, his face seemed to be handsome regardless of his skin color, Fushen recognized at a glance that this was the person who blocked their way with the wind just now.

It seems that he has a certain status among these people, because when he came, the people around fell silent, and the little boy who was lifted out of the water by Fushen cried and hugged the man's thigh, Talked a lot to him in a whimpering manner——

God Fu hopes that this child is doing whitewashing work for each of them in a fair and just manner.

And the facts seem to be developing in the direction he hoped. After the man stopped the kid's series of words, the expression on his face became a little less scary. When he stretched out his hand, Fushen felt the wind bound on his wrist. It became a little gentler, and his breathing became much smoother—the next second, the man picked him up from the ground with one hand, and at the same time asked in an English accent with Ah San's characteristics: "Who are you?" One of those who attacked late?"

It was great to find someone who spoke English.

Although Fushen didn't want to answer the question he asked.

The crow's wings that were squatting were restrained miserably by the wind. At the same time that the boy was picked up to stand firm, it could only climb up the shoulders of God Fu with its claws and squat down, and then looked at the front of it with a pair of mung bean eyes. The man who was about two heads taller than them: This height was very similar to his former master.

Under the eyes of the person in front of him who said "you have to answer", Fushen thought for a while and could only answer implicitly: "We didn't take the initiative to attack last night. It was your people who launched the attack first. We just wanted to protect ourselves." And just fight back.”

As soon as the words fell, the other party snorted and said in disbelief, "Sophistry."

Fu Shen: "..."

Not to be honest.

The man paused, and his dark pupils became colder than before: "You cunning people from the Celestial Dynasty, why do you still open your eyes to argue for yourself? You have repeatedly violated our sacred Temple, the gods condemned the innocent pious people for your offenses, the rivers were frozen, and the lives of the people were miserable—"

"what?"

God Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, almost thinking that he heard it wrong: Putting aside the inexplicable series of map cannons, these Ah Sans actually think that the end of the world is coming because their local gods are angry?And he was still angered by the people of the Celestial Dynasty? ——It’s not good!Besides, he hasn't said which country he is from, so why does this person directly judge him as a Chinese?

The puzzlement on the boy's face became deeper and deeper, until at this moment, a young woman's voice sounded again from behind the crowd. She probably called the man's name—because he stopped the moment the voice sounded. Turning around to blame, at the same time, the crowd around them separated again like Moses divided the sea. Standing on the other side of the crowd, a woman with eyes full of tears appeared. The moment she saw her, the original hug The little braised egg holding the man's thigh also let go of his thigh, crying "Mom" and threw himself into the woman's embrace.

The woman walked up with her son in her arms and came to Fushen. The expression on her face seemed to be grateful and said a lot to him. Unfortunately, Fushen couldn't understand a word. In the end, the woman seemed to follow him. The dazed expression reflected something, she stopped, and then changed into English that was more blunt than a man and said: "My name is Sankor, thank you for saving my son, he is Tanka, my brother—— I am sorry that he treated you with such an unreasonable attitude before, and I am very grateful to you for saving my son anyway."

Fu Shen: "...untie?"

Sankor turned his head and said something to Tanka, but Tanka shook his head resolutely, ignoring Sankor's frowning eyebrows, he waved his hand, and several men came out, keeping Fushen and the crow at bay. The posture of being tied up and pressed into a simple tent that was set up, Fushen glanced at the crow squatting on his shoulders obediently, turned his head and said to Sankor behind him with a twinkle in his eyes: "It just keeps doing nothing. Bird who understands, put it—”

Before he could even drop his chin, he was pinched by a big rough hand.

The hand roughly closed his mouth and turned his head to face himself, lowered his eyes and said in a warning tone: "Don't talk to her, and don't try to win sympathy, the crimes committed by your people are heinous , I didn’t kill you immediately just because you saved my nephew——I know this crow can’t be let go, it’s your spirit beast.”

Fu Shen: "We didn't do—"

Tanka: "If you say another word, I will kill it."

Immediately, he felt a pair of extremely reproachful eyes cast from his shoulder for lying on his gun. While closing his mouth, Fushen guessed that there might be one more crow who hated him in this world.

And what are spirit beasts?

Is there such a thing as cultivating immortality in Indian native culture?

Thinking that his vocabulary was not very accurate for translation, Fushen frowned slightly, and was even more confused about the current situation.

……

At this time, on the sea near the land, the ships from Washington were still floating in place.

The people in the cabin finished their day's work and prepared to disband and go to rest. They will wait until tomorrow when they recover their spirits before going to the Indian mainland. At this moment, in the lounge, there has just been a victorious battle, and the super soldiers are gathered in twos and threes. Talking and laughing together, the three scientific researchers who still needed to eat sat on the sofa and ate the fish they caught before. Lika and Aisha seemed to dislike the bad taste and ran to the deck——

Watching the backs of the two girls leaving, Yucheng said inexplicably: "I haven't seen them have any objections all the way after eating, and you are hypocritical when you come to India?"

Zhao Heng didn't speak, and tapped the back of Yucheng's hand with his chopsticks to signal him to shut up. Enoch looked at their food, but didn't know what to think of, "tsk" and looked a little irritated and turned over heavily at the same time. Turn up the sound of the game console in his hand... At the same time, another person in the lounge seemed to have noticed the same problem as him.

Yucheng only felt a hill-like projection enveloping him from behind, he turned around for a moment, and met a pair of indifferent amber pupils at random.

Yucheng: "...What's wrong with Brother Wolf?"

Wolf: "Where did that kid go?"

Yucheng: "Who?"

He froze for a moment and looked around, only then did he realize that the wolf was talking about Fushen: Generally speaking, this guy would definitely show up at meal time, but today he is really gone, which is abnormal.

Yucheng immediately turned his attention to Enoch, and Zhao Heng was a little confused but also looked at Enoch—at this time, the music of "gameover" came from Enoch's mobile phone, and the white-haired boy lying on the sofa Throwing away the game console and sitting up, he stared back at those who were looking at him one by one: "Look what I'm doing?"

Yucheng: "Your brother is so angry that you don't want to eat."

The wolf raised his eyebrows and reacted quickly: "Have you had a fight?"

Seeing him like this, Enoch felt an evil fire in his heart, and was about to say "I'll go find him", when he suddenly remembered that he had actually asked the crow to go to Fushen an hour or two ago—but that After that, Fushen didn't respond, and even the crow didn't know where to go.

The red pupils suddenly darkened, and under the gaze of everyone in the room, only Enoch mumbled "munin", the familiar cry of a crow sounded, and a black crow appeared out of nowhere in the lounge. ——After a moment of silence, Yucheng's eyes widened slightly: "Fuck, so this crow belongs to you?"

"Yes, there was another one, but now it may have been killed by my angry brother."

Enoch complained angrily, and sent the crow with his vision out of the window of the lounge, then he turned back to the sofa and sat down, frowning slightly with an irritable look on his face - that was a success Yucheng, who seemed full of questions and wanted to ask, shut up.

After about 10 minutes of silence, before everyone had time to react to what happened, Enoch, who was sitting quietly on the sofa, changed his face and stood up suddenly, and then announced to everyone in the lounge: "God Lefu is not on board."