Super A hopes to be teased into O [end of the world]

In fact, deliberately not to mention the past, but a little too cautious.

After all, he himself has long since lost his thoughts about his parents, and there are only two vague faces left in his mind.

He just vaguely remembered that his father was an Alpha, and he failed to come back during a mission.

After that, the mother couldn't think about it, and dropped him and left.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with it, anyway, he doesn't remember anything now.If there are relatives around, I have to worry about him all day long.

It's better to be alone, without thinking.

His life belongs to the base.

Speaking of which, it was thanks to Wu Hui's teaching that he didn't grow crooked - he was beaten up when he found a little crooked.

So in terms of self-feeling, he really regarded the admiral as an elder, so he quickly left after speaking.

The weather doesn't seem to be very good today, and there is no warm light.

Xing Xing declined the kindness of giving him a ride in the guard's greeting, he walked slowly and left the 'lake' area.

The execution team had an assigned residence in the inner city, and the team members gathered together, and Xing Zhi planned to rest there for two days.

Not far, just three areas from the 'lake'.

Thinking that he was at home, he chose to go to a nearby store to buy some ingredients to pass the time.

There were not many people on the street, but Xing Xing reckoned that the working people would go to the nearby cafeteria to eat in a short time.

He came out of the store and walked to his residence.

The streets of the base are free of animals and green.

Their food comes from the 'Sanctuary', an underground space expanded outside the base.

After the institute's experiments, it is confirmed that animals and plants do not contain any pathogens, and will not mutate after a few generations, they will be sent there.

The shelter is still expanding so far, and it is a place for emergencies.

There are bare poles on both sides of the gray concrete floor, and a few lights are hung on it, which looks a little top-heavy.

Xingzhi turned around the corner, and there was a more recognizable building in front of him.

Usually such places have a special status.

Like 'lake', like a military area, like a school.

This is the church.

The materials in the base are not enough to make the place magnificent, but there is always a way for people who pray for hope in the last days.

Colored paper, printed cloth, or ore dyes plundered from the black market dazzled the glass windows.

Based on the information left by their predecessors, they sorted out their own set of rules.

Xing Xing saw a group of people pouring out from the tall gate, and they were in order.

Even if the clothes are not the same style, they try to make it similar - dark colors, long gowns.

The street seemed to become lively at this moment. In just a short moment, people appeared and gathered from all corners.

He remembered that this was the church parade, after the monthly prayer day.

From noon to night, starting from the 'church', they dressed in less strict costumes, and they walked the main roads of the inner city.

Aloud or crooned poems plucked from torn scrolls.

Xingxing stopped by accident.

His amber eyes surveyed the leader of the group, a male Alpha with long blond curly hair.

The male Alpha seemed to have noticed Xing Xing's gaze, but he just glanced at it indifferently.

Xing Zhi was very familiar with that gaze, it was the expression they had when they saw a foreign species.

There is more exploration in Xing Zhi's eyes.

It seemed that they were very accustomed to being watched by others, except for the leader Alpha, the others didn't even give him a sentence from the corner of their eyes.

Their demeanor is dignified and calm.

There are always some indescribable violations, perhaps because he has never participated in the activities of the inner city church.

So he couldn't fully understand their behavior, and Xing Zhi felt that such a solemn expression was too dull.

The same expression, like a copied soul puppet.

But they are really self-aware humans.

The people who came to participate in the parade quickly lined up in a long line, and some people stepped forward to hand out today's single-page poems.

In just a few minutes, they were ready, and the crowd slowly moved towards the direction of Xingzhi, which was the main street of the inner city.

The blond man held up a book with a complicated pattern cover, he lowered his eyes indifferently, and read aloud with the believers behind him

"We are in an endless night."

"Singing, resistance and death, erase our twilight."

"We are in a state of mourning,"

"Grey clouds, ravens and high walls, broke our wings."

"We yearn for the light of the sky, long for it, go crazy, follow along"

"Elegant and holy wind spirit, wash away all lead and resistance."

"We came into this world to see the sun."

"We still sing of the untouchable hope."

"..."

The voice gradually faded away, and Xing Xing was still looking at the back of their team.

Their main "training" is not in literature, and the punishment does not quite understand what it means.

However, the sun and wind mentioned in it, the two things that everyone pins their hopes on, are not available today.

There is no light, no wind.

Xing Xing looked up at the sky, it was dark gray and hazy.

The amber pupils rolled slightly, and a little coldness fell into them, Xing Zhi blinked and pressed the brim of his hat.

It's raining.

The thin rain also entered here like stinginess, making it very difficult to feel its existence.

Xing Xing turned his head and found that the other team members who had left without saying goodbye in the morning were standing at the door of the church.

Because there were crowded people there before, the punishment was not discovered immediately.

Seeing it now, it seems like a small surprise.

He lifted his legs and walked.

Yu Wang seemed to be the same as him, seeing what the group of believers were thinking.

But unlike Xing Zhi, there was a very obvious worry on Yu Wang's face.

That was an absolutely rare true affection on that lonely face.

Xing Xing also occasionally saw Yu Wang's other expressions, they were all fleeting, never to be found.

Most of the time, even if he intentionally harassed himself, this person could still keep his expression unchanged and treat him indifferently.

But now, when he saw himself walking towards him, and his eyes obviously fell on him, that expression did not restrain himself.

"What's wrong?" Xing Zhi couldn't help asking.

Yu Wang stood where he was, looking at him with black and white eyes, it was so cute.

Xing Zhi couldn't help rubbing his hair again, the soft hair feels good to the touch.

Facing such behavior, Yu Wang didn't dodge at all, he seemed to be able to maintain a natural appearance in everything.

"Their poems," the young man said infrequently, so his voice was slightly hoarse, "feel strange to me."

Yu Wang's voice was like water piercing the dust, and his consistent calm attitude made what he said enough to arouse the listener's thinking.

"How?" Xing Zhi asked.

Yu Wang shook his head, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.

Xing Xing's voice was cheerful: "Then don't think about it."

"Those things must have been cobbled together from somewhere, it's all right."

Yu Wang nodded lightly.

Xing Zhi asked again: "I ran away by myself early in the morning, what are you doing here now, and where are you going?"

Yu Wang slightly raised his eyes, opened his mouth and said, "Looking for you."