Above the Ruins [End Times]

WEAT.

"Wow, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..." the little baby cried hoarsely.

"Huh? Look! What did I find!" If Amy had been there, she would have discovered that this thin man was the same thin man who hunted her down with Calku.At this time, the skinny man was making an exaggerated expression on his haggard face, showing his yellowed teeth, "This baby...why does it feel a little familiar? It doesn't matter hahaha——"

The skinny man moved closer to the baby's face and looked it over carefully, which made the baby cry even louder.

"Skinny man, stay away from this child!"

The woman in black wanted to pull the thin man away, but Za Yu grabbed her sleeves. The boy shook his head and whispered, "Didn't the thin man say that this child looks familiar? Maybe..."

The implication is don't stop him, maybe this kid is what the boss of the research department is hunting for?Although he couldn't be sure, Za Yu really didn't want this little baby to be taken away by a woman in black and sent to a higher level, that would be too dangerous.

The thin man's hand had already reached out to the baby's face, and pinched that tender cheek fiercely. No one stopped him, and the thin man even took out a knife, as if he wanted to stab the baby's body. This made the crying of the little baby louder.

"Za Yu!" The woman in black yelled softly, "Do you still want to repeat the incident that caused Leng Mo?"

Za Yu bit her lower lip, let go of her hand, and stopped talking.

The woman in black couldn't stop her, and the thin man's knife also fell on the baby's body—the thin man's knife bounced off before it fell on the baby's body and caused substantial damage.

A pair of sapphire blue pupils that were as cold as looking at a dead object appeared in front of the thin man.Suddenly, the thin man seemed to see a shadow in a white dress.Cold, hollow, not alive.Afterwards, the thin man grinned, his heart was covered by raging killing intent, and a thought of destroying this place rose rapidly.

The woman in black and Za Yu looked at the face of the thin man who turned around, and were startled.

At some point, the crying of the baby also disappeared, and the silence in the power institute was terrifying.

It's so quiet all around... so eerily quiet.

Even in such a city, even in such a small alley, you should be able to hear some human voices—whether it is the sound of breathing or fighting.However, it is so quiet now, so quiet that no living creature can be heard.It's like the sound of the whole world has been stripped away.

Ling Mo let out a mouthful of air.

He was half-awakened by the stimulation of hot and cold bodily sensations.

The feeling of vomiting has disappeared a lot, but it is still uncomfortable.Leng Mo didn't even have the strength to open his eyelids that seemed to be glued together.There were waves of chills in the body, the kind of cold that penetrated into the limbs and bones, and the bone-piercing pain.This made Leng Mo tighten his body unconsciously.

I don't know how long it has passed, the gray-green sky has darkened, judging from the change of the sky, Lengmo spent the night curled up in the alley like this.Perhaps it was because Leng Mo's condition looked too bad, and he didn't seem to be able to have food at all, so he was not disturbed, and all the supplies he held were still there.

His face was flushed, his breathing was heavy, his hair was wet in strands with cold sweat, and Leng Mo hugged himself together, trembling.The long eyelashes trembled, but he just couldn't open those eyes.

A soft singing voice sounded beside the pained Leng Mo's ear.A pair of gentle hands hugged him and patted his back lightly. The face of the owner of the hands was shrouded in a ball of light, so he couldn't see clearly.

The owner of both hands held Leng Mo in his arms, comforting him softly in his ear, saying something like "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid" or "It will pass after a while".It's almost like a mother who cares about her child.

Leng Mo's breathing became rapid.Lifting his head with difficulty, he buried his head in his knees, his soft black hair covering his entire expression.

"Mom... I'm cold..."

However, Lengmo knew that the owner of those hands would never be his mother.

Leng Mo's mother will never have such delicate hands, and Leng Mo's mother will never be a real and qualified mother.It's just a woman who was born with ink and used him in exchange for benefits.

As soon as the picture in my mind turned, those delicate, feminine hands became a pair of rough hands.The bronze-colored skin is covered with tiny scars, burn marks, knife cut marks, and calluses on the fingertips...

The owner of these hands patted the short Lengmo on the shoulder with a rough voice, telling him that you have to survive, no matter what, you have to survive, only if you are alive, can you have hope.When you die, you really have nothing left.

Then these hands, these powerful hands were gradually dyed bright red, it was a dazzling color like a burning flame.

Finally, the hands hang down feebly.After splashing a cloud of dust, there was no more sound.

The darkened eyelids trembled, and tears rolled down the corners of the eyes.

"Huh..." It's uncomfortable, but it's not just the body.Lenmo, who was in a mess in his mind, thought a lot, his past, what he longed for, and at this moment, he couldn't help but think of the child who was delivered to him, but was sent to the superhuman institute by him in the end.

The child with the beautiful pupil color.

No matter what, I'll live better than him.

That's enough.Yes, that's enough.

Leng Mo's consciousness gradually became blurred again.

"Hmm..." The little baby tilted his head, looking innocently at the people walking on the street.Pouting his lips, he continued to climb in a certain direction.

There were not many people, but when they met the baby, they were separated as if they had encountered an invisible wall, but they themselves did not find anything.

It is undoubtedly very dangerous for a little baby to appear openly in such an environment, but the appearance of the little baby did not make anyone react, just like those people could not see the child.

Pouting his mouth, the little baby crawled in a certain direction, and the speed became faster and faster, his whole body was stained with mud and gray and black, and his white cheeks became gray. But the child didn't stop there except for a small sneeze.

Finally, the little baby stopped.

Tilting his head, his sapphire blue eyes blinked, and the little baby lay on the ground, stretching out his muddy hands.

"Puff, gurgling, bewildered... um..."

A pair of small, soft hands grasped Leng Mo's hand.

Tightly, as if grasping the most precious thing.

Holding his hand tightly as if grasping the last support.

It was so warm, so warm that he wanted to cry.

【07. Go home】

The little baby lay beside Lengmo's legs, with two small hands grabbing the legs of Lengmo's trousers to grab his hand, snorted and snatched at Lengmo's hand, and successfully wiped away the dust and blood stains along the way. On the body of the ink.

"Pfft... Coo, coo... Me, me..." The little baby didn't see Lenmo's response for a long time, his cheeks puffed up, and water vapor quickly accumulated in his eyes.The little baby still couldn't understand why Lengmo ignored him in his head.

Leng Mo was in a daze, feeling his nose was sore, but he tried his best to open his mouth, and the words he wanted to say were choked in his throat.He didn't know what he was going to say, and he didn't know what he could say. If he said it, the child in front of him wouldn't understand, right?

In fact, Lengmo has many doubts.For example, why does this child appear here, why... find him.

Obviously he has exchanged this child for supplies - he has already decided to abandon this child.

"Cold, um... ok!" The little baby persisted in shaking Lengmo's hand, holding on to Lengmo's trouser legs, muttering the name he heard from the supernatural power in his immature voice, although the pronunciation was terrible .But never give up.The young child's voice was full of confusion and curiosity, and he kept repeating the pronunciation, repeating this syllable that could be called by Lingmo.

Leng Mo had no choice but to take a deep breath, rubbing his cheeks against his knees, he just moved his fingers, and was immediately grabbed by the baby, rubbing them with his toothless gums.Slowly pulling out his fingers from the baby's mouth, Ling Mo held the baby's hand holding his fingers with his backhand.

"Google?" The little baby stopped moving and tilted his head in confusion.

Enduring the discomfort and raising his head, Leng Mo finally opened his eyes slowly. His body was still protesting and aching, but at this time, the pain didn't seem so unbearable anymore.

Swallowing and spitting, Lengmo supported the wall and stood up, but finally slumped and sat on the ground weakly, simply no longer obsessed with this matter.Leng Mo blinked and reached out to hug the baby.The little baby was very obedient, he didn't hide or dodge, and when he was picked up by Leng Mo, he showed a happy expression.There is no expected heaviness, but the lightness does not feel the weight.

The plump boy who was tender and tender when we first met him is now a lot haggard, and he is still looking straight at Lenmo with his beautiful and watery eyes.In a daze, Leng Mo seemed to see another pair of royal blue eyes.Blinking again, the feeling has disappeared.Thinking it was his own illusion, Leng Mo and the little baby looked at each other for a long time before speaking.

"Why did you come here?" Lengmo knelt on the ground with his back against the wall, hugged the baby and placed him on his lap, grabbed the little hand that the baby was grabbing towards him, and repeated, "You, why, will be here?"

"Huh? Huh, huh huh