Burning because of you [Interstellar]

in endless darkness.

There were endless desperate cries, a baby was tired from crying and fell asleep, and woke up crying.

Until there was a faint sigh in the air, as if I couldn't bear it anymore, but also as if I had accepted my fate.

"do not Cry."

The whole space suddenly fell silent.

After a while, the baby's giggles filled the room, pure joy that he was no longer alone.

……

Demon squinted his eyes with a headache, and noisy words rang out in his head, all of which were the voice of a male voice teaching a baby to learn language, mixed with cries and laughter, and the amount of information made him have a splitting headache.

……

The childish voice was full of anxiety and fear: "Lolo, are you still there?"

The quiet male voice carried the immatureness of a teenager, and said lightly: "It's 'are you there', not 'are you there or not'."

Tong Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously, "What are we learning today?"

The male voice was silent for a moment: "Overcome your fear."

"Overcome? Fear? What does it all mean?"

"I'll teach you little by little."

Tong Sheng was very happy, and the joy was louder than the cry: "Yes! Lolo! Lolo! Lolo!"

"Why do you always call me by my name?"

"I don't know, I just want to call, Lolo!"

The male voice was silent for a while, and hesitated: "...how about learning 'like' today."

"what does that mean?"

The male voice couldn't help laughing, and the tone was a little more helpless: "It's you repeating—"

A cold voice interrupted him: "The soul fit rate is 0.1%."

"..."

"Repeat what? Lolo... Lolo? Lolo?! Lolo?!"

The child's voice kept calling for Luo Luo, but he didn't get any response. He went from panic to emptiness and fear of losing the whole world, and cried helplessly.

Demon leaned on the wall, shaking his head, trying to get rid of the voices.He stood up reluctantly, subconsciously clutching his chest, although it didn't hurt there anymore, but it was heavy like something, so heavy that it made him feel scared.

Since receiving Wright's punch, Demon will have more or less auditory hallucinations as long as he closes his eyes. Every feeling is clear and immersive, but he can't empathize with it.

Who are the two in the dream?

He looked down at the straw mat that had just been lying on it, and the ground was rough sandy soil and rocks.The straw mat is in a tent that has been set up randomly, but the degree of dust and stains has been seen for a long time.

As long as the curtain of the tent is lifted, it is the way to the arena.

"No. 12! Boxing champion No. 12, please come on stage!" The sound of the live broadcast exploded in the tent, with an impassioned tone.

Demon shook his head vigorously, corrected the No. 12 number on the shoulder armor, opened the curtain and stepped out.

The broadcast continued: "Here we come! The boxing champion who made it to the top fifteen in just one and a half days entered the arena! Can he make it to the top ten today and beat No. [-], who is a regular on the Kuaishou list! Let us wait and see !"

"No. 1 has always been known for his speed! He has set a record of 20 minute and [-] seconds in a single battle for the third time! And our Miracle Boxing Champion is also known for his quickness, precision and ruthlessness! After all... Hey, how did the boxing champion leave the field? Now, is this announcing defeat without a fight!"

"This is an act of extreme disrespect for the opponent! Contestant No. 12 is already shaking with anger! He has taken a step towards No. [-]! ... Contestant No. [-]? Contestant No. [-]?"

"Number [-] is down!! For our champion!! Shout out for him! Shout out! Shout out! I was lucky enough to witness a fight that will go down in arena history! We didn't even watch How did the No. [-] player get recruited! The boxing champion was successfully promoted to the seventh place! He has been fighting for a day and a half without fatigue! What kind of surprise he will bring us next time, I have no way to speak, and I dare not Imagine!"

"The boxing champion will receive 9000 star coins! If he breaks into the top five in the next fight, there will be a bonus of 20000 star coins! Cheer for him!"

When Demon walked out of the arena, a group of people stretched out their hands and screamed at him, which made his eardrums hurt. He quickly rushed out of the barrel arch and came to a tent.

Inside was a lean old man standing in front of the stove, without any signs of fatigue, his lean muscles were tense and reddened by the firelight, he raised his arms and cast iron one by one.

Demon reached out and threw down the bag full of star coins. In order to motivate people, the arena gave them all metal coins.

"how much longer?"

"Enough is enough," the old man said a little impatiently, "No matter how much money you give, it won't be too soon. What you want to imitate is that Ivanlo's knife. Who knows what material the Apocalypse Galaxy is made of? It will take half a year, a month. Do you dare to use it?"

"It's enough for a month." Demon looked away, "I just want to show it."

"Then you don't need the money anymore. How much have you paid for the [-] games in a day and a half?"

Demon shook his head: "Take it, and I'll make a good one later."

The old knife maker is a well-known cast iron expert around the arena, because every weapon he made could be randomly selected by the eldest son of alpha in the arena. If the quality is not up to standard, the eldest son may die in his hands.

After the eldest son went to join the army, all that was left was the younger son, a beta.However, in the Eden galaxy, betas are not only physically strong, but those who are outstanding may also join the army, just like the fourth prince Luciano.

But beta is not as good as alpha after all, the youngest son doesn't want to die.When Demon came to entrust the knife worker, he was watching him crying, but the old knife worker forced him to go to the arena to find face for himself. Conquest and victory in any place in the Eden galaxy are glory, and the old man thought he was ashamed.

Demon thought he wanted to make money anyway, so he joined the war in the name of his youngest son.

There is no such thing as pure coincidence in the world. The real reason is that Demon has always been displeased with the existence of the arena. He does not want to see a bunch of people killing each other. He has always been low-key. He will endorse the virtual battle room in the hope of reducing bloodshed. Consciousness seems to be engraved in the bones and blood of the Pure Saturnians. When personal values ​​and collective will are integrated, few people can tell whether the shoulder blades extend from the wings or the shackles.

Demon is here to ask for a knife and wait for someone.It is said that tomorrow the royal family will bring guests from the Apocalypse galaxy to visit the special arena of Pure Saturn. Maybe Giovanni will also be there. If the terminal explodes, he can ask what happened.

He took a nap and stayed in the auditorium on time the next day.

Pure Saturn Arena completely imitates the Colosseum in ancient Rome. It is an oval-shaped arena built on the side of a mountain, with four floors of spectator stands, from bottom to top, and the status of the audience is from high to low.

The royal family was naturally in the first row, except for the emperor and the fourth prince guarding the border who were not present, they were the guests brought by the third princess Eleus and the second prince Tai Lun.Due to his reputation in the arena in the past two days, Demon stood directly in a barrel arch at the entrance, and no staff stopped him from watching the game.

He saw Evanlo in the crowd at a glance.

Although he was sitting with the guards, he was sitting behind one person, and he kept looking up.

That person has the same face as himself.

Demon thought, so this is the fake Demon that Giovanni said?

Tai Lun's blond hair was shining with a greasy luster, his bangs hung on his eyelids, and his apparently handsome face must be covered with oil.The gold and silver jewelry on his dress was the most in the audience. Those who didn't know it thought it was preparing for the coronation ceremony.

Eleus was strict and seldom talked, and he was sharp and serious when he spoke. In addition, the arena was originally managed by Tyron, so he knew very well that today was his home stadium, and he looked proudly at the fake Demon not far away.

"The eldest prince is willing to show up?" Tai Lun raised his voice, "I didn't see the injury at the border, are you okay? Have you been lying down for half a month?"

Fake Demon didn't seem to know how to respond for a moment.

Demon laughed out loud.

It's really interesting to pretend that Demeng is shady on himself, but also to pick up eggs for himself.

From this point of view, the fake Demon and Tyron are irrelevant.

He moved his lips subconsciously: "I ate chicken legs for half a month."

"I ate chicken legs for half a month." Fake Demon said.

Demon was taken aback.

Tai Lun's temples twitched immediately. Damn chicken legs, this person can miss him for a lifetime!

He completely ignored that he was the one who was thinking about him all his life, and clapped his hands to call for someone, the servant immediately trotted over, he gave a few orders, and the servant trotted away again.

Tai Lun glared at the fake Demon: "There are so many people who want to challenge the First Prince, and they rush to send me terminal messages every day. Since I am here today, why don't I start with the First Prince as a demonstration?"

The servant trotted past Demon and called a fighter who was guarding the side to the stage. The fighter's body bounced up immediately, with an excited expression on his face, and he quickly stepped into the arena.

Tai Lun: "Why hasn't the First Prince come on stage yet, are you afraid?"

False Demon came out of the stage silently, the fighter rushed over excitedly after saluting him, and swung his sword down on his head!

Everyone watched helplessly that the fake Demon didn't dodge, and the sword seemed to strike firmly, but was thrown far away by the raised hand, which was impossible in space.

He made a gesture to punch the fighter in the chest, but withdrew his fist and looked at him coldly, "You are not qualified to fight with me, go down."

The fighter looked confused, nodded blankly, and ran out obediently.

When passing by Demon in the aisle, Demon saw him clutching his heart, his face was flushed, and his whole body was like a spring breeze.

"Demon beat me!"

Several fighters crowded around excitedly: "I beat you? Where did I beat you? How do you feel!"

"It hurts! It hurts just as I imagined! It's great!"

Demon: "...?!"

Demon was wondering what was going on with this group of people, when the servant pulled him onto the stage anxiously.

Tai Lun: "He's not qualified, he must be qualified, right? A rookie who has won [-] matches in a row and is known as the boxing champion. The eldest prince will not be afraid, right?"

After hearing the words, Demon understood the situation. Although he was upset about being on the same front as Tyron, he glanced at the fake Demon and immediately stepped into the field with a sneer.

fair enough.

Others couldn't see it clearly, but his own body Demon could still see it clearly, even if the fake Demon's punch was really punched, it wouldn't have much strength.He reacted bluntly because that fake body couldn't fight at all!

He wanted to see how long this fake Demon could pretend, and how he could be beaten up by himself.

Just as he was standing in front of the fake Demon, a silver figure flashed and stood between the two of them with great strength.

Evanlo, who jumped down from the second floor, held the knife in both hands, with the tip of the knife touching the ground, squatting on one knee, and his raised silver hair was falling from the air to his shoulders.

His sea blue eyes were hostile, coldly reflecting Demon's body.

"Such a powerful opponent, I think I will."

Demon: "..."

It's really interesting to pretend that Demeng is shady on himself, and he still has to pick up eggs for him.