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"God, God's punishment..."

Zhandui couldn't help but knelt down, clasped his hands together, and muttered prayers.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Zhang Xian scrambled away from Zhandui, coughing for a while.

He stopped suddenly, looking at the... interstellar trash in his hand in surprise.

Right now, this interstellar garbage is glowing with a soft white halo, and its whole body is heating up.

"I'm sorry... I wish I had found out sooner..."

The sound was not airborne, nor was it Mandarin or the language of the Aboriginal people.

It directly rang in Zhang Xian's heart and fed back in Zhang Xian's brain, so it had the meaning of "I'm sorry".

Maybe it's a strand of thought, a consciousness, a will...

"sorry Sorry sorry……"

A circle of white light slowly rose.

It swept across Zhandui's body, and pain flashed across Zhandui's face instantly.

A black spot the size of a soybean emerged from his chest.

Under the shroud of white light, the black dot twisted and squeaked, followed by a puff of blue smoke, and turned into ashes.

The white halo penetrates the wall and expands outward.

It swept across the "wax figures" in the yard, and small black spots appeared on almost everyone's chest.

Bursts of blue smoke ignited, and faint and painful creaking sounds followed one after another.

The "wax figures" stopped melting and gradually recovered under the repair of white light.

The white halo continued to spread, with a faint tendency to compete with the red light.

Zhang Xian looked at the garbage in his hand in surprise... No, this is not garbage, it is a treasure!

It's just that cracks have appeared on the surface of the egg.

Zhang Xian looked out of the window again.

Compared with the red light in his eyes, the white halo is as insignificant as a solitary boat on the sea.

"This... can it work?"

As soon as Zhang Xian changed his mind, the white light flickered.

The halo gradually shrunk.

"I'm sorry... I... can only do this..."

The sent thoughts became shattered, and the eggshell dimmed visibly with the naked eye.

Zhang Xian suddenly understood - this is the energy in the egg, destroying monsters and resisting the so-called "destruction aftermath"!

It's trying to save life on Earth!

It is using the last bit of energy to save "lower lives" that have nothing to do with it!

It had warned him once, in the form of a dream.

If it has more energy, it won't be so weak that it can only dream.

It doesn't want to die, it wants to hide from being destroyed.

It knew that it would fail, but it still stood up and tried to protect them.

A sparrow, for a few grasses, went to fight the elephant desperately.

Zhang Xian looked at the egg that was turning gray and gradually cracking, and couldn't help but think of this metaphor.

Mixed feelings.

"what can I do?"

He held the egg carefully, for fear that if he exerted too much force, the egg would break into several pieces.

"Tell me, how can I help you?"

"thanks……"

A sense of gratitude came from the bottom of my heart, and then... just... just quietly.

The white halo suddenly disappeared, and the egg quickly turned gray-black, cracked open, revealing the weathered rock-like inside.

It just died?

Zhang Xian: "..."

The skin suddenly tingled.

Zhang Xian looked up and saw Zhandui looking over in horror.

Zhandui's clothes and face began to swell, soften, and become sticky.

Under the action of gravity, whether it is human tissue or clothing fibers, they all become a ball and slide slowly towards the ground.

Zhang Xian raised his hand to touch his face, but he only raised his hand bone.

The flesh and blood dripped to the ground like stalactite drops, slowly forming a hillock.

It doesn't hurt, and it doesn't smell.

Maybe it's because the nose has melted.

Soon his eyes also melted on his face, the last thing Zhang Xian saw was blood red.

"why?"

Zhang Xian thought.

"Why?"

Zhang Xian thought again.

A garbage transfer ship dropped a piece of garbage, which infected many people.

The garbage company saw that this was a work mistake, and even destroyed it with the garbage.

The euphemistic name is "to deal with the aftermath".

The dead are so innocent.

Even the cause of death is unknown.

This is murder!

The only helper is the "garbage" in the mouth of those "advanced civilizations"!

Even "garbage" is more civilized than high-level civilization!

unfair.

--unfair!

The pika curled up in the corner, but the red light didn't affect it.

But it couldn't help shivering.

Ever since the egg had a white halo, it began to shake.

Trembling and trembling, two lines of tears flowed out, wet the fur on its cheeks.

The tears kept flowing, infinitely sad and wronged, somehow, came from the bottom of my heart.

Like the bottom of the calm heart sea, a sudden huge earthquake rolled up thousands of meters of waves, and the sea surface was messed up.

The pika's heart, and even the whole body, were in a terrible pain.

It felt that it was swept up into the air by the waves, torn into countless pieces, and then pressed heavily to the bottom of the sea, unable to move, breathless, let alone cry.

why why?

Obviously it is the previous experience of this hateful man, the man's conscious world, why is it so uncomfortable, so sad?

Men can't resist the heavy and painful memories at all, and in the repeated destruction of consciousness, they are only a hair away from sinking.

As long as it sinks completely, believing that the body has melted and died, and will never be able to wake up in the real world, it can safely and boldly absorb energy, which is a good thing.

But why does it hurt so much?

The pain of being crushed finely.

Every cell is slowly destroyed from the cell membrane, the cell fluid flows out, the mitochondria are roughly crushed into slag, and the nucleus is crushed.

The kind of pain that is unbearable from the inside to the outside, but can't die.

"This is... what's wrong?"

The pika's five sense organs were so painful that it deformed, and a symbol suddenly flashed in its mind in the blurred eyes of tears——

The six horizontal lines are exactly the same in length, width and width. They are lined up and down horizontally, which happens to be a square piece, and the spacing between the horizontal lines is also the same.

"What it is?"

The pika was inexplicable.

But in the next moment, it found that the symbol quickly changed from a plane to a three-dimensional, from an illusion to a substance, floating in the room, slowly turning.

The place where the symbol appeared was on Zhang Xian's pile of flesh and blood.

It flickered, exuding black and white light, the light was not dazzling, but it changed quite quickly, making it dazzling.

As the light changed, the six horizontal lines—to be precise, the six horizontal bars now—also changed.

Each of them sometimes splits in two and becomes two short logs, and sometimes the two short logs unite to form one long log again.

The entire symbol seems to change randomly, but in fact, there are only 64 changes.

In an instant, the symbol freezes.

Look at the six lines from top to bottom: two short, one long, two short, one long, two short, two short.

"What does it mean?"

The pika was surprised.

The next moment, the two short logs in the third row slammed into the middle, abruptly turning back into a long log!

"September [-]th changed the hexagram, and the water and the mountain turned to the Zeshan and the salt."

In Pika's mind, a steady male voice suddenly popped out.

The voice was very familiar, making it angry and frightened, with complex familiarity.

But, it wasn't the man talking, let alone the small man in front of him.

That is my own memory.

But, who told it this sentence?By whom, when, and by what means? !

--and many more!

Zhang Xian in front of him, when will he return to his human form?

Although the figure is still a little thin, after all, the age is there, so I can't rush.

Not only that.

At this time, Zhang Xian tightly held the egg that had turned into a broken stone, full of anger.

Do not forgive, cannot forgive.

There was a sudden disaster, and innocent people died suddenly.

Get close to the teacher, don't know the truth, and die calmly.

Guard the plateau, but can't protect the people you want to protect.

The spirit of the fire will last forever, and the fire should not be extinguished when it is flourishing.

On this land, everyone will die, but they must not die in such a useless way, and they must not die in vain!

Dalin, Jiang Yuan, Yunyin, Meng Qinyan... and Zhuoma!

Can't die!

"—You are all garbage!"

Zhang Xian yelled at the sky, and white flames ignited all over his body.The flames quickly spread across the room, and the pika was completely engulfed by the flames before it even had time to cry out.

When I opened my eyes again... Huh huh?The sun is shining?It runs between rocks and grass, followed by an off-road vehicle?

Why do you embarrass me, a little little rabbit-no, it!yes!Rabbit mantle!

The manul ran fast, followed by the car behind him.

Suddenly a car drove towards the head, and gunshots rang out.

The off-road vehicle sprang to its knees.

There were three people sitting in the oncoming car.

Driver Jiang Yuan, co-driver Zhang Xian, and Dalin in the back seat.

alive!

Zhang Xian put down the binoculars, and said hello to the manul: "Come up!"

Rabbit mantle: "..."

The rabbit cat ran a few steps without hesitation, and jumped up all of a sudden!

Zhang Xian frantically licked the manul, and soon it became a blanket.

Firm and thick.

Jiang Yuan was amazed: "Xiaoyan, you can do it."

"Hey." Zhang Xian narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Captain, trust me now."

"Okay, then let's go!"

"Protect yourself well, captain, Brother Dalin, you must protect yourself well!"

"know."

There were still a few animals wandering around the base, but the drive went smoothly.

Zhang Xian rushed in first, Jiang Yuan grabbed him and said "I'll come", and saw that under the mask, Zhang Xian's expression became very subtle.

Zhang Xian gave Jiang Yuan a firm hug: "Okay, Captain, come here!"

"This guy, I was hugged suddenly, and I was shocked." Jiang Yuan muttered, walking along the corridor.

Zhang Xian was only willing to keep half a step away from him, and he was unwilling to walk behind him.

Weird.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help being curious.

His curiosity reached its peak when Zhang Xian faced the two big iron gates at the end of the corridor, showing a gritted resentment.

"Little Yan, what is your rivalry with Tiemen?"

"I——I'm excited, excited!" Zhang Xian quickly showed an exaggerated smile, and hurried back to make amends, "Captain, don't scold me, I'm actually vigilant!"

Jiang Yuan nodded: "Let's go."

The smell of blood in the base was very strong, and the rabbit mantle lay on Zhang Xian's back and couldn't help sneezing.

It saw that Zhang Xian didn't care about the corpses, went to the storage room in a familiar way, and found that treasure...that pile of eggs.

"This..." Looking at these eggs with the same appearance, Zhang Xian couldn't help scratching his head.

But then he struck back at the mandarin, with his fingers through the thick fur, from the top of the melon's head to the base of the tail with moderate strength.

When Mr. Rabbit squints his eyes and enjoys it, he lifts it up and puts it in front of the egg pile:

"Help me?"

Uncle Tuman stared:

"Is Ben Tong a cannibalistic nature?"

"no!"

"Don't think about it!"

"Dream!... Hey, hey, harder, harder."

It seems felines love to scratch their jaws.

Uncle Tumao raised his chin, signaling Zhang Xian to take good care of him.

Zhang Xian waited for a full minute before it poked its claws and pawed in the egg, letting an egg bone leave the embrace of the group.

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