Rebirth: The King of Doomsday Returns

Memories that gradually emerge and assimilate

Lin Qixuan was the first to discover Kester's anomaly.

The "king" who always looked like "the second child in the world and I am the third child" suddenly lost his mind. He pronounced it as "close" and wrote "ML". The movement on the bed changed from N times a day to no once in a few days. This is normal. ? ! [Turn the table] "Kester?" With Kester's hearing and sensitivity, did Lin Qixuan hear his soft call? !

Lin Qixuan couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

The arm stretched out and waved in front of Kester was tightly held, and Kester showed a perfect smile as if he had just recovered, "What's wrong?"

Lin Qixuan, who has always loved beauties, was rarely tempted. He wrinkled his nose and said, "Don't laugh if you don't want to. Am I so ugly when I smile so forcedly?"

Kester was taken aback for a moment, staring at the handsome lover in front of him, distracted.

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, high nose bridge, lips are a familiar light color.He is clearly a lover who understands deeply, but it seems that there is a layer of veil between him that cannot be pierced or torn.

If those scenes in your head are real, what is now? !

Something in my mind kept clamoring to break out of the ground, reason and intuition fought N fights, and the outcome was still undecided.

Kester looked at Lin Qixuan in a daze again, something in his mind was struggling to get out...

The tall and slender man walked slowly. A servant had already helped to open the door. Behind the door...

"Kester!"

"...En." Pulled out of a nightmare or a fantasy, Kester was startled into a cold sweat, but couldn't remember what he was thinking just now.It's always been like this recently, unknowingly dazed, inexplicably drawn into thoughts that don't know whether it's an illusion or a memory.Make him unable to concentrate on doing anything.

"Kester, something is wrong with you recently." Lin Qixuan frowned, reaching out to caress his lover's equally frowning brow, "Is there anything worse than the end of the world?"

"...No," Kester put his arms around Lin Qixuan, and buried himself in Lin Qixuan's arms as if showing weakness, "It's my own problem."

Kester couldn't see that above his head, in the black eyes of the optimist lover who had always been heartless and only loved beautiful women, was as confused as him.

……

Kester was dreaming again.

He floated in the air indifferently, glanced around the office full of sci-fi atmosphere, and then set his sights on the man behind the desk who kept his head down and processed the documents.

Even if he couldn't see it, Kester knew what the sitting man looked like.This is not the first time that Kester's dreams revolve around this man.In other words, Kester's dream is the man's experience.

"o/》*#" The man in the cold blew into his office like a gust of wind, and slapped his desk, "What the hell are you thinking?! For a robot... unexpectedly... that machine still... No...dangerous...lost..."

The transmission of the sound is a bit intermittent, like watching a video when the Internet speed is not good.But Kester is used to it.

The man behind the desk finished reading the document in his hand, tapped his thumb, and swiped with two fingers—the document turned into a small fingernail-sized cursor, which landed on the "plate" on the table. Gathered together—then raised his head and looked at the angry man.

He is [-]% similar to Kester, the only difference is that this man is colder than Kester, and there is almost no human emotion in his indifferent eyes, "There is something."

These two words are quite clear. The man who turned the interrogative sentence into a declarative sentence glanced at the person in front of him, and his hand has already reached out to another document.

"o/》*#" From the man's excited expression, it seems that he called the name of the man behind the desk, but what Kester heard was a garbled noise.

"He's not like you! You...crazy...why don't you see...he's just a robot!...I'm your brother!"

Unlike the man who was getting more and more excited, the facial features of the man holding the document did not change at all, he just gave him a cold look, "We have intercepted...different genes...from DNA ...not related by blood."

The man ignored it, he clicked on the ring on his arm, and said to himself, "Hurry up now...notify...to stop that experiment...that machine has many experimenters..."

"No." The man who was nine points similar to Kester said, he finally looked at the flushed man, "I have decided...as long as...he will have humans..."

"It's...impossible. You put yourself in...danger for...that machine hasn't...experimented to be successful, if it fails...you are...inherited...to abandon...and, father... ...absolutely not..."

"This is... my decision... I have notified my father..."

The man turned pale and shook his head, "Impossible...Father...absolutely not..."

"We are just formal...he has no right to order..."

Seeing the man walking out trembling all over, Kester turned his gaze back.

When no one is around—Kester is not counted—the man behind the table touched the armband on his arm, his eyes flashed with determination, "This time, I want to watch... grow up...you will be My only brother."

only brother...

younger brother……

"Kester?! Kester?!" When he opened his eyes, Kester was confused for a while as if he was still trapped in the previous dream.

In the middle of the night, he was sleeping deeply and playing with Duke Zhou, but was awakened by Kester’s struggle as if he was in a nightmare. Lin Qixuan was very dissatisfied—how can the young master’s temper be classified as empathetic, at best, he would be " Compassionate clothes", if it was his former bed partner, he would have kicked him down--he didn't fully open his eyes, he woke up Kester roughly, and said in a bad tone, "What's wrong with you? ! It’s so late at night that people are not allowed to sleep?”

"..." Kester was silent for a while, got up and got out of bed.

Lin Qixuan seemed to sense something, and asked vaguely, "What's wrong."

"You go to bed first, I'll go drink some water." Kester said in a low voice, and just after he finished speaking, he heard Lin Qixuan's steady breathing, and he couldn't help being a little speechless.

Amused by Lin Qixuan's reaction, he wanted to laugh, but Kester couldn't laugh anymore after he calmed down.

"Click" the door was gently closed, and the faint sound of footsteps receded slowly, but the man who was sleeping soundly on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

"Huh—" Kester hadn't smoked for a long time, and he didn't need this trouble-relieving thing long after he completely controlled the Tesdale family.However, when I passed the corridor, I saw an open box of cigarettes on the window sill next to it - it must have been put by Wallisz. Looking for a cigarette—for some unknown reason, Kester smoked one without any hassle.

No lighter, but that's not a problem.

With Kester's current physical strength, he put his index finger and thumb together, and suddenly swiped in different directions——

"嗤" A beam of bright flames flashed past, leaving the flames in the darkness that brightened and dimmed with Kester's breathing and retreated.

At the bottom of the sea, the sea water is separated, there are no stars and no moon, only night pearls that are not inferior to the stars and the moon are dotted around the city. Looking up, the undulating sea water reveals deep darkness, just like It was Kester's state of mind at the moment.

Kester has rarely been so lost.

Even when his parents passed away, and he was surrounded by a group of wolves, tigers and leopards with his innocent younger brother, he was always calm and capable.

The only exception is the bloody dagger that was betrayed by his favorite brother in the previous life.

But even so, he has never encountered a situation like "denying his own existence".

What's more, the one who denies oneself is not others, but oneself.

All kinds of dreams, fantasies that usually fall into trance, he can distinguish the real from the fake.

That's not fake, that's his real memory.

If that's true, who is he now? !

If it wasn't Kester who was at the top of the world who was so troubled, most people would have gone crazy long ago.

Kester rubbed the space between his brows. Only in the dead of night can Kester break away from his subjectivity and take care of his "memory".

The soot in the air slowly fell like catkins in March, which seemed unreal in the faint smoke.

According to the "memory", I did not hesitate to turn "him" into a real human being for the sake of a robot.Then he and the robot entered the experiment.

and then?

The intermittent memory ends here.

What kind of experiment is it?How to turn a robot into a human?Why do you need to participate in the experiment of turning robots into humans?Kester didn't believe that he wanted to face such a reason with the object of worry because he was worried-was the experiment successful?Why did I become Kester Tesdale?besides……

What about the robot?Are you in this world too?

As the owner of the memory in the dream, Kester could feel that he was being assimilated by this memory at an extremely fast speed.

The most obvious thing is that three days ago, I didn't care much about the robot that was about to face the experiment, but now just thinking about it makes my heart ache.

Kester stared at the cigarette butt, watching him shyly burn to the end with a blank expression.

a long time.

The way Wang Shang ignites is really handsome, isn’t it o>___