Waste Strong Foundation

Fei Mingqiu's eyebrows twitched, and he searched in the darkness along the mechanical arm covered with scorched flesh, and suddenly saw those golden tiger eyes.

He hadn't seen a living creature other than himself for a long time, and the doctors and assistants who observed the reaction could not be regarded as living people.

His psychology has become less normal through the years of training and testing, but he is still a teenager for his age.

"Are you, still, alive?" He struggled to catch the words.

After years of isolation from the world, his social skills have deteriorated so much that he has nothing to say except swear words he has learned from his assistants.

The things in the cage grabbed Fei Mingqiu's wrist, breathing very weakly: "..."

Fei Mingqiu heaved a sigh of relief.

A very strange feeling occupied his soul.He felt that the cage was his lover.

Haha, I really became a psychopath.

He doesn't know what love is at all, his hands are bloody, his mind is full of escape, but he feels pity for the strange "similar".

The boy who was as thin as a bamboo pole frowned without saying a word, tore off all the fluorescent seals, and crumpled them up for lighting.

too dark.

His eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, but he still could only see the other party's long, soft black hair and half of his chin.

What a wonderful feeling this is.

Fei Mingqiu suddenly remembered that the teacher was analyzing the vague affection among teenagers in the mental health class.He was still young at that time, laughing with his classmates; now he is a 16-year-old outlier who was caught off guard by his name and couldn't help but stand up.

Hazy favor.

He actually felt that the guy in the cage was beautiful and weak, so he couldn't help but smile, kicked the cage, and asked:

"Hey, do you want to come out?"

He was very patient and held the doctor's emergency pass in his left hand and turned it twice like a pen.

This thing is said to be a pass, but it is actually a card-shaped universal metal key with identity information.Since he can get it easily, the doctor must have a plan. Maybe this is the place where the doctor applied to deal with his "plan [-]".

Thinking of this, he immediately stood on the same boat as his "beautiful girlfriend", and flipped the pass with one hand to open the sensor lock.

Then Fei Mingqiu was dragged in by the frustrated hunter.

The world was spinning, and he subconsciously used his elbows to resist the attack from the sky.

The dying bastard ate whatever he saw, neatly bent his knees, pressed his legs, and punched him in the stomach.

Grass.

Fei Mingqiu relied on nutritional supplements to maintain his basic life every day. After receiving this punch, his eyes were staring, his stomach hurt badly, and he curled up.

The monster had no sense at all, raised his chin and looked at it indifferently, hugged the person in his arms, grabbed the wrist and bit him.

He will be eaten alive!

Fei Mingqiu really experienced the taste of fear for the first time, he was in a trance, and even forgot to use his ability to control the opponent's mind.

Of course, he was in such a state of embarrassment that it was impossible to rule out the possibility that the doctor had added drugs that inhibited cell activity to the nutritional supplements that day.

Anyway, six years later, Fei Mingqiu sat on the wooden bench and recalled this scene, the first thing he remembered was...

He seemed to be a little taller than Shang Yuan at that time?

Just a little bit.

So Shang Yuan, who was extremely hungry, didn't bite off his neck immediately, but bit his wrist——

Fei Mingqiu's body felt chills, and he felt the temperature move away from him along the other's canines and tongue.

He suspects he's going to die here of buoyant curiosity and belated teenage hormones.

It was definitely an accident.First love accident.

He tried his best to plan to escape, went around and ran into the cage of the laboratory.

If he had to choose again, he would definitely not meddle in his own business——

As if in agreement, his "girlfriend" suddenly raised her eyes, her lips and chin were stained with blood, and her silver finger bones clasped his waist.

Fei Mingqiu swallowed.

In fact, it is still very beautiful.

As for being weak... Hmph, let's just turn this matter around.

Fei Mingqiu stayed in that dark and damp room for two days.

During this period, he fought with Shang Yuan several times, and he lost the three moves.

Shang Yuan, who lost his mind due to appetite, is not a human being, and his actions are all based on instinct, so he has no way to control Shang Yuan.

Each time it ended with being caught by the hand and fed blood to the other party. Fei Mingqiu went through five stages of panic, anger, despair, helplessness and self-abandonment in just two days. "A nameplate worn around the neck.

[Business-A]

Fei Mingqiu snorted, "This is your dog tag, right? Your surname is Shang, and you're also Asian? What's your name?"

He knew that this man-eating monster would not talk to him, so he joked feebly: "If I really die in your hands, just wait, I'll be a ghost and I won't let you go. Hiss, can you bite lightly? Here You don’t eat your biscuits, and I’m only a few thousand milliliters of blood, and I’m condemned by God for fishing. The ecological cycle is sustainable, have you heard that, huh? But you can’t support me, I’m fucking dying.”

"... I, no... no name."

Fei Mingqiu finally heard the bastard speak out.

He stretched out his hand to brush the other party's hair but was avoided by the other party. He suddenly became disheartened, thinking what stupid things he was doing these two days, falling in love for a while, and giving up his life to feed a tiger for a while, all mixed feelings Sighed deeply, sneered and said:

"No name? Then I'll give you one, how about it? 'The wild goose is far away in autumn, when the sun is quiet and cloudless.' Do you know who wrote this poem? My mother is a scholar who is obsessed with prehistoric civilization. She She said that she would not give me a formal name until I was 20 years old, and I chose these two poems from a damaged ancient book... But before I waited, she died. Then I will do it myself."

"..."

Fei Mingqiu withdrew his bleeding hand and leaned against the rusty mechanical arm of the other party to pant, "I repent, I will not let you go even if I live, I want to live and get out of here. Let me pick a word for you first , Yuan—how? Shang Yuan, um, Shang Yuan.”

"..."

His consciousness gradually blurred, and before he passed out at the preset awakening time, he accidentally discovered that the monster had a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes.

Would it still be pretty if the messy, shoulder-length hair were trimmed?

……

Fei Mingqiu woke up again and found that there was another person in the room.

This person is also equipped with a mechanical arm, and he is menacing, holding an electric blade and pinching Shang Yuan's neck, saying ruthlessly: "Damn it, it's you!"

Shang Yuan squinted his eyes, watching in astonishment that the electric blade, which could melt most metals, turned its direction and killed the opposite person.

Fei Mingqiu pinched his temple weakly.

Excessive use of abilities, the clicking sound of timing in his head followed him like a shadow, making it difficult for him to move.

He kicked away the breathless young man, and asked feebly, "How did this guy get in?"

Shang Yuan repeatedly looked at the fluorescent seals scattered on the ground, then looked up at the young man with serious eyes, and replied in a hoarse voice:

"He's been here all along."

"What? It means..."

Fei Mingqiu heard his cervical spine creak when he turned his head to look back.

This is the lowest level, where the dark past hides many secrets.

When Shang Yuan threw the electric blade forward, the electric light illuminated the vast space inch by inch like a hailstorm:

Outside the light-absorbing and heat-absorbing transparent partitions, there are piles of frozen and frost-covered corpses, more or less mechanically modified prosthetic limbs.

The young man just now obviously didn't belong here, he probably hid in the pile of corpses, but he didn't dare to strike in front of a third stranger.

Confused, Fei Mingqiu pulled Shang Yuan up, but grabbed the rusty parts.

The silver-red phalanx and radius and ulna fell off one by one.

Like dead wood withered by wind and snow.Looking forward to fear.

He opened his mouth, but didn't continue speaking wisely.

……

Later, when Fei Mingqiu escaped, he had to thank the mysterious young man who wore the [Zhou-A] nameplate around his neck.

The doctor who received the approval from his superiors sneaked into the bottom floor with two assistants to prepare to do something. He was stunned when he saw the person lying in a pool of blood.

Zhou was the stage result of the "New Humanity Project". All the doctors on the warship knew him, and he died just like that.

who did it? !

Even the doctor who didn't pay attention to the progress of the "weapon" broke out in a cold sweat, full of suspicion, and unconsciously revealed his psychological flaws.

Excellent opportunity!

Fei Mingqiu did not hesitate.

Later, later.

He squatted aside and watched the assistants dissect the doctor with the scalpel they carried with them, and reached out to take out the doctor's heart to look for the ID card.

With the ID card implanted in the body by the doctor, you can go through the medical procurement channel and go to the ground as quickly as possible.

He wants to go back to the sun, think of a common name based on the poem his mother gave, and then go to the black market to buy a reasonable identity.

Live, live.

With his father's acquiescence, he knew many valuable secrets, which he might be able to exchange for a sum of money to earn a living.

"drop--"

The vital sign monitor carried by the doctor activated a special defense program, and the alarm in the central area of ​​the experiment would sound within 5 minutes at the latest.

Darkness not only swallows the dirt of the universe, but also softens all hasty encounters.

The boy who lost his arm looked at him without saying a word.

Fei Mingqiu glanced at the doctor's heart and the frozen corpse in the distance, thought of something, felt uncomfortable, stretched out his hand, and said sullenly:

"Please drink again."

He was not a normal kid since he was a child.

If he guessed correctly, his father probably wanted to train him to be a politician, and he would have agreed to watch everything on the sidelines on that rainy night when the sword was on the verge of breaking out.

But he was much weirder than his father expected.

Father, you said how could your son have repeatedly shown pity for an experimental subject to be dealt with.

……

The players shouted excitedly about forging bronze swords, declaring that they would strive to achieve the small goal of one weapon per person within three months.

The memory was interrupted by the noise of people, Fei Mingqiu rubbed his fingertips, and asked sincerely: "Are you still cannibalistic?"

He laughed after he finished talking—he thought he was a madman, he used to talk nonsense and ignored the feelings of others, and he still does now.

He clutched the buttons of Shang Yuan's shirt, raised his head slightly, and saw his own face in those peach blossom eyes.

Father, you say—

His breathing was a little disturbed, and he recalled intermittently, saying that his stomach still hurt, and he suddenly kissed Shang Yuan while talking.

Shang Yuan didn't respond.

A tiger dog with five heads appeared out of nowhere, and its snow-white tail had been blown into a shrimp tempura.

The author says:

It's been a long time since I changed it. . .