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History is made up of fragments, and each fragment is strung together by a "line" that passes through them like a shooting star, becoming a piece of history.

"Jamie, don't run so fast, wait for me!"

A boy was chasing after him. In front of him, a short boy ran fast. His brown hair was a little long. Looking from behind, the small naturally curly hair tail seemed to be the intention of girls. The curls that come out are the same.

The two children who were chasing after each other stopped in the distance. Their speed, after running for so long, was already very tired. Even Jamie, who ran the fastest, had to stop and let his The body calmed down the violent panting slightly.

It is a weak and old machine. When it is moving, it seems to be able to hear the clinking of parts. Jamie's mouth is dry, and his eyes are burning. It is unclear why the flames are very bright. .

"Listen to me, my father didn't mean that, he's not that kind of person, you know, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to support you mother and son all the time!"

The boy who caught up behind him was a little older. Although he was not as fast as Jamie, his recovery ability was not bad, so he spoke first.

Jamie turned to look at him, the flame in his eyes flickered and then disappeared, and he turned his head back again, with his head bowed, as if he was receiving criticism and accusation.

The boy's demeanor was a bit helpless, it was like this every time, whenever he said something, he was always like this, always able to take other people's good intentions as malice to guard against, but always...

That kind of awkward feeling that can't be explained clearly to the child makes the boy feel powerless. What should he do with this childhood playmate?

The unilateral statement didn't make Jamie feel any better. He didn't raise his head to look at the boy, but he followed the boy back.

The family of the two is together, and they have known each other since childhood as neighbors. After Jamie's father passed away, the boy's father began to devote some attention to taking care of their mother and child. There are some gossips about this kind of care, but they all Not a big deal.

The boy never took these things to heart. In his eyes, his father was definitely not that kind of person. The tall figure was the hero in the boy's heart.

Jamie is different. Maybe he lost his father when he was very young. He is sensitive and fragile. He is always sad about what he has and what he doesn’t have. He doesn’t tell anyone when he’s sad, and then...

The utility room became his secret base, where he always stayed alone, and no one was allowed to enter and disturb him.

When that opportunity appeared in front of them and Jamie was not selected, Jamie felt very discouraged and locked himself in the utility room again.

There is not only one path in life.

Jamie didn't understand this truth, so in the end he entered the missionary school, the missionary school that only recruits students with relatively high magical talents, not as a student, but as a young member of the Bug Army. School guards.

Bug Army, this is a somewhat immature name in the mouths of children, but in the mouths of adults, it is a vocabulary mixed with disgust and fear.

I don't know when it started, but the church had such a special group of guards. In a certain battle a few years ago, the role played by the Worm Army made the enemy frightened, so much so that they heard that the Worm Army went out , you can book a victory celebration.

No one knew how the bug army in the church was cultivated. This was a secret in the church, but it wasn't completely a secret. All members of the bug army knew it.

They are also children with magical talent, but the talent is a little low, and then they were trained as the bug army, and a special bug was distributed to them, and then let the bug live in their bodies, when the larva from the body When he grows up and is inseparable from himself, the bug army basically takes shape.

The next thing to train is the cultivation of bugs and the application of bugs. When you can use these bugs like you use your left and right hands, then the bug army can appear in front of people.

There will be some big changes in their faces. If they are not familiar people, it is difficult to find the shadows of the past from the changed faces.

however--

"Jamie! Is that you? Jamie!"

The voice of the question is so direct, the former boy has become an excellent teacher, he has been in this school for many years, but he has never forgotten his childhood playmates.

A member of the Chongchong army didn't look back, but his gaze changed a bit. Even though his body's sluggishness was barely detectable, to some people, it was already a clear proof.

"Jamie, where have you been, do you know that your mother is looking for you—"

The mask seemed to be lifted inadvertently. Even though everyone knew that most members of the Worm Army had such faces, the young teacher couldn't help stepping back at the moment he saw it. It's like being watched by a wild beast.

Is this really Jamie?

The young teacher was so confused, but it was only for a moment. He quickly confirmed that there could be no one else, it must be Jamie, this must be him!

But he watched Jamie walking away. His tall figure made people think of his short appearance when he was a child, but some things remained the same, such as the curly brown hair that slipped out of the gap in the helmet playfully, and Just like when Jamie was a kid.

The young teacher stared at the back of his head, as if trying to see what was going on in his mind, but he just strode in the queue without taking a step out of line.

Is it worth it to trade appearance for strength?

This question seems to be a taboo for the Zong Chong army. When I was young, I only longed for power, but when I grew up, I longed for more. Countless wishes seemed to come one after another as I grew up, but what? Neither can.

They are the weapons of the church, and they cannot have their own thoughts. They seem to have the power and glory they once thought of, but they seem to have nothing.

This question is too big for many people to answer. Even Jamie can only keep silent when that childhood playmate comes up to him.

When he left home when he was a child, he thought that he must start a career, but now he only wants to go back to his childhood and wake up the self-pity and self-righteous self.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, magic can definitely help you, definitely can, it didn't happen before, it's just that no one thought that way before, it won't be so in the future, I will help you figure out a way."

Perseverance's childhood friend wasn't there for fun, he really wanted to help Jamie, maybe that's inherent in kids who get too much love, they always think they get too much, like It is like depriving others in disguise, so they always want to spread excess love and care for those who have received too little.

That's what Jamie is.

The young teacher did not break his promise, and he was working hard for it. However, Jamie, who had long been unwilling in his heart, only saw that he was spending time with the same young beauty.

Magic is so mysterious, it is like a bridge, connecting people who do not know each other before, because of magic, we gather, because of magic, we cherish each other, because of magic...

"Why, Jamie, why!"

The young teacher couldn't believe it. He questioned the other party like he was crazy. His hair, which was always neat, was also messed up because of the violent movements. Red, glaring at Jamie.

Jamie just gave him a cold look, and didn't say anything, didn't say why he sent the beautiful woman to the gallows, and didn't say why he hid the young teacher.

What he didn't have, he shouldn't have, he shouldn't have that kind of superiority, always superior to him.

A healthy father, a higher magical talent, a better future, and a more beautiful love... Why can he always have what he wants but can't get?

He didn't want to see that scene.

Therefore, the beautiful woman who helped the young teacher study the whole story of the Zong Chong Army became the one who was doomed to die.

Everything about the Worm Army is taboo, not everyone can study it.

He didn't report the young teacher because he wanted to return to normal, but he couldn't stand that kind of beautiful woman looking at him with complicated eyes mixed with sympathy, that shouldn't exist.

He is so powerful now, shouldn't he be worshiped and loved?

why why……

Jamie knew the reason, he just didn't want to believe it, didn't want to believe that he was going the wrong way.

He was not wrong, then, only the teacher was wrong, it was him who made everything about him so unfortunate.

The former little friend finally went to a stranger, because of the hatred for Jamie and the church, the young teacher joined the rebel army, and exchanged what he had for a chance of revenge, but the final result...

The young teacher died, not by Jamie's knife, but by the Church's knife.

Life hasn't changed much for Jamie, but it seems like some changes have been made and a catastrophe is brewing.

Thousands of years later, a war that dragged the entire church into the quagmire began, and the blade in his hand rushed towards him. The rebellion of the insect army seemed to have been foreshadowed, and it seemed to be inevitable.

"Collect all the magic books, the old ones, the more the better."

"We have to start from the source of the bugs. Only in this way can we solve our current problem."

"Brothers, you don't want to be like this forever, you will always be the saints of the church, and the slaves of the church!"

The passionate speech made a group of men excited. Perhaps the male nature is to occupy, or to control their own destiny.

The unprepared church suffered a defeat, but soon, the situation became stalemate.

The Church exchanged for peace on the grounds of helping the Worm Army solve their predicament, and the Worm Army, after being unable to get rid of the magic by itself, could only look to the Church again, and the tug-of-war between the two began up...

As the instigator, Ji Mo, in this period of history, is not worthy of a name. No one knows who discovered the weird bug at first, and who it is. He creatively regards himself as a container for breeding bugs, so that later Made a further bug army.

There are some truths, in the gaps that history has never shown, the hidden fragments, only history knows.