parasitic son

"..."

Xiaozhen opened his eyes, and he stretched out his hands, which were smooth and clean hands belonging to Homo sapiens.The ten fingers of both hands, which evolved for the purpose of using tools more dexterously, belong to the species at the top of the planet's evolution.That's the body he's had for a year, the body that connects his friends, his family, his home.

His scattered thinking has returned, and now he has become a human named Yan Zhen again.

tens of seconds ago.

Most of the tentacles (branches of its thinking array) buried in Prince Alsiel's body grabbed that invisible afterimage.

Their consciousness surged within their dead bodies.The filthy afterimage yelled and cursed frantically.When the body dies, it will die. This is the life rule of most creatures in the galaxy.But mind eaters are psychic beings in an odd way, and their husks are little more than expendable vehicles for them.When the body is destroyed, the Mind Eater will slip into the next vehicle like changing vehicles, like an inexhaustible mold.

Xiaozhen's thought tentacles bound it tightly, and the fiery pale fire ignited ragingly in the sea of ​​consciousness.It wants to expand the mental barrier to break free from Xiaozhen, and in the ripples of mental agitation, it finds that it is just fighting a trapped beast in the opponent's impenetrable thinking network.

It is becoming a prey, its thinking is being disassembled, and the energy that drives it to operate is being pulled away. It is obviously an invisible body, but at this moment it can only be pulled and twisted by the terrifying tentacles of thinking while screaming.Pale fireworks gnawed at it, devoured it, without pity or mercy.

(How dare you...)

"Kill me," said the Prince to Sharktooth.

A violent flash swept across it and Xiaozhen's thinking tentacles, burning them up in an instant.

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It has returned ontology.

Xiaozhen stood in the room and clenched his fists. While returning to his thinking, he grabbed the last remnant of the filthy afterimage.

Now its thinking array has almost been reduced to ashes, when the shark teeth completely disintegrated and destroyed the prince, it tried its best to separate a small strand in an attempt to escape from the sky.

Xiao Zhen ruthlessly grabbed it, and after a rapid thought retreat and jump, this afterimage was also brought back together.

It roared: (Stupid short-sightedness! You can't stop the blessing of the galaxy, you can't stop our grand cause!)

Xiaozhen ignored its neighing in desperation, but clenched his fists tightly. He could feel that the remnant of the Mind Eater was already extremely weak.The nameless flame ignited from the palm of his hand, it was like crackling fuel residue in a furnace, gasping for breath under the powerful spiritual power of Xiaozhen's body.

(Do you think this is the end?) It said, (Everything is within the calculated fate, and the world will surely usher in true liberation.)

Xiaozhen ignored it, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and the nameless fire suddenly turned into a ball of light.It exploded suddenly with a bang!

The scorching light pierced into its spirit, tearing apart its remaining thinking array.

Xiaozhen opened his hand, the air above his palm fluctuated slightly, and then returned to nothingness.

The Black Box will fail, he thought, just because he's here.

Things are not over.

After pulling this Mind Eater into his body earlier, Xiaozhen devoured part of its thinking tissue.He quickly gained a realization that this Mind Eater had activated the highest defense resolution with the authorization and authentication of all the participants.

The highest defense resolution is the ultimate trump card of the Xiyiqi.It is the only legacy available to the First Queen from the Forerunner Ruins of Nocturne Mountain.Because its power was too terrifying, the first queen had always banned it, and it was a secret that was only circulated among the highest levels of Xiyiqi.

It was a horror from the old civilization that once stood at the apex of galactic civilization.Once activated, it will conceptually and literally erase the target object.Not to kill, not to perish, but to remove living things directly from cognition.Faced with this kind of terrifying technology with unpredictable consequences, the first queen set up numerous prohibitions, which could only be used when the supreme council unanimously approved when foreign races invaded, the queen encountered an accident, and the Xiyiqi people were in desperation.

Under the conspiracy layout of the Black Box Council, the Supreme Council initiated the final defense resolution.Although it is impossible to know why the Black Box will guide the Xiyiqi people to launch this ancient dark technology weapon against the Saidi people, Xiaozhen quickly understands what he should do now, which is to prevent the defense resolution from being fully activated.

"Number 8, it's up to you next." Xiaozhen said in a low voice.

Right now, the network is all disabled, and Yan'an No. 8 cannot talk to Xiaozhen, but yesterday Xiaozhen copied the program of Yan'an No. 8 and saved it locally in order to prevent accidents.

After entering the Supreme Power Council of the Eternal Palace, using his own authority, the prince quietly implanted Yan'an No. 8 into the closed command system of the Power Council.

The moment the defense decision is activated, Yan'an 8 will create a series of waste codes to block the official operation of the order.Under the strict security of the power council's closed system, this actually cannot fundamentally prevent the launch of the final decision, but Yan'an No. 8's trouble with the whole body will seriously slow down the speed of order execution.

The final defense decision will be delayed.

At least, this can buy time for Xiaozhen.

He must prevent the resolution from being launched.

In this situation, what will Mr. Cat do?Xiaozhen subconsciously turned on the communicator, and there was only the rustling sound of electricity in the communicator.The cat left him no messages.No message!Bad cat, bad cat.

The room he was in was the hotel that the Duke of Jill had pre-determined. Since the thought tentacles were cut to control the prince's body, in order to reduce the risk of distraction of thinking, Xiaozhen has been in a dormant state of half awake and half asleep since returning to the hotel. The three-day life of the prince was like a short dream to him.

The room is empty now.Neither Mr. Cat Jill, nor his crew of the Zeggin were here.

Bad cat, bad cat.

Xiaozhen turned off the communicator, turned around and walked towards the door.

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He walked forward, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and war.

Xiyi Qixing is no longer a safe place, just like the original earth.As he walked in the corridor, he could hear the roaring gunfire outside the building, and dust fell from the vibrating ceiling from time to time.Some old consciousness surged up from the depths of his memory and kept rolling in his mind.He seemed to hear Boss Han's whisper, "Only you can stop this black box conspiracy."

Yes, I must complete my mission.

He whispered, "Xiao Zhen, I'm coming right now."

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In his memory, under his parents' bed is a forbidden place.

He can still remember that day when he secretly put a grasshopper home in a cardboard box, but the grasshopper escaped from prison and jumped under the bed.He crawled under the bed to chase the little fugitive, and then saw the old wooden box.It's old and covered in a thick layer of dust, like it's been forgotten in time.

He dragged the wooden box out, and before he could open it, his mother scolded him when he came home.She pushed the wooden box back under the bed, her movements were very light and careful, as if the wooden box was fragile glass.

"Don't touch it casually." Mom said so.

There must be a secret hidden in that wooden box, he said to himself, maybe it was a treasure hidden by his parents.Finally one day, when he was young, he dragged out the wooden box under the bed and opened it secretly.There were no treasures in his imagination, but some ordinary items, a yellowed notebook, an old walkman, a few tapes of the outdated singer Tan Yun, and a thin photo album. Inside were relatives he had never seen.

From then on, he learned that he once had an older brother.

A blood brother.

His older brother is called Yan An.His parents kept photos of various periods in his short life in albums.A picture of a baby with a full moon, a picture of a brother squatting in front of the sand and giggling in the kindergarten, a picture of his parents taking him to the park to play, a picture of his whole class in the No. [-] Middle School at different periods, and a picture of him holding a certificate with the teacher A photo of him holding a trophy at a national competition.His elder brother looks very similar to him, and a few photos in kindergarten and elementary school almost made him think that this is himself, but after entering high school, Yan An's appearance began to be significantly different from his.But my brother's life also came to an abrupt end in high school.

He died in an unexpected traffic accident.Parents have been unable to get over his brother's death. After mourning for several years, they stuffed all the belongings of Yan An into boxes and threw them under the bed, self-hypnotically erasing his traces from their lives.Then he was born.

He was very sure that if Yan An had not died, he would never have been born.

He is a substitute for his brother, a stand-in to make up for the pain.

The elder brother's name is Yan An, and his name is Yan Zhu.

He hasn't liked the name since kindergarten.Zhu is a homonym for pig, and those annoying children often laugh at him as a "pig".He once went home and clamored to change his name, but his parents' expressions at that moment made him shut up.

Later, he found the meaning of his name in the Xinhua dictionary, Zhu, which means a small island in the water.The elder brother is Kishi, and he is Nagisa.

They are brothers who face each other across water.

The parents almost never mentioned this elder brother. They built a solid wall with silence and avoidance, hiding their unbearable grief inside.He can only get a little bit of information about his brother from a few words. His brother is excellent in academics and good in conduct. He is a very sensible and good boy.

In the descriptions of most other relatives and friends, there are almost the same evaluations: he is a good boy, what a pity.

In their words, the vague name of a good boy refers to everything the elder brother has ever been.

But he knew more about his brother.

The notebook in the wooden box is my brother's diary, which records some of my brother's past events in bits and pieces.

"On X-month-X, Wei Hongzhuo was very unflattering. I'm going to give him a good look tomorrow."

To be honest, this tone is not the tone of a good boy.He really wanted to know what his brother did to Wei Hongzhuo, but when he turned to the page curiously, he found that the time in the diary had skipped ten days.As if he forgot about the matter with Wei Hongzhuo, the elder brother recorded his impressions after reading a famous novel he recently read.It made him scratch his head like chasing after a novel and being skipped over an important plot.

Later, he realized that his brother's diary was not regular, and he just recorded recent events when he was in the mood.The content of the record is not a serious experience.

For example this:

"On X-month-X, I won the election. I defeated Luo Qingxi to become the squad leader! This is a great victory in the people's war. Admit defeat, Luo Qingxi! Hahahahahahahahaha!" smiley face)

He finally confirmed one thing, that is, his parents and relatives probably misunderstood his brother's perception.