Every day in the Shura field, I'm doing fancy whitewashing

[Song Xiu: 666, you keep saying that I am not your only host, can you talk to me about your other hosts? 】

[666: Host, why do you suddenly want to talk about this? 】

[Song Xiu: I'm tired, I want to hear other people's stories. 】

[666: I have two hosts, one is you and the other is dead. 】

[Song Xiu: Huh?Then what? 】

【666: No more, that's all. 】

【Song Xiu: ...how did he die?Did the task fail? 】

【666: No, he performed the task very successfully, but in the end he kept watching his loved one die in front of him. If he didn’t perform the task, he couldn’t go back. If he performed the task, he would keep killing his loved one. In the end, he went back, but also collapsed. The sequelae of the last world made him completely collapsed and died of suicide. 】

Song Xiu didn't speak anymore, he whispered, "You asked me before, what would I do if I kept hurting the one I love...Now think about it..."

He didn't continue talking, the exhaustion of his body made him unable to continue thinking, he slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep again.

When Song Xiu woke up again, he was no longer in the room, his expression changed slightly, he looked at the person standing in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you mean?"

"Is this familiar? I have been in the Federation for five years, so I should be very familiar with it?" Mu Fei said without a smile in his eyes, "Don't worry, there is another big gift for you."

The sergeant at the side took out a syringe, Song Xiu saw the words on it, his breath was slightly suffocated, his pupils constricted suddenly, he subconsciously wanted to escape, but there was no way.

"You will be happy about this, Song Xiu. You caused me to lose my lover and friend. This will be your retribution, and I will not blame anyone." Mu Fei picked up the syringe himself and walked over to Song Xiu. He squatted down next to him, and hugged Song Xiu into his arms. Song Xiu was so weak that he couldn't lift any strength at all. He could only watch helplessly as Mu Fei stabbed the syringe into his neck. After entering, Mu Fei let go of his hand and let Song Xiu lie on the ground.

He said, "Lucogen, the most pure and effective hallucinogen developed so far, I am looking forward to your fearful appearance."

After Mu Fei left, the sergeants here also withdrew, and the only door was completely closed, and this place became an airtight room. The surrounding walls, including the ground, became like mirrors. , cannot escape.

[Song Xiu: ... again?Can't change the way? 】

[666: Host, bear with it, it's just an illusion. 】

【Song Xiu: ...】

He would rather turn off the pain-sensing system than face what he fears most in his heart.

He was lying on the ground, and he in the mirror seemed to be looking at him. Song Xiu's chest rose and fell slightly. He struggled to get up, but he lay powerlessly on the ground. The person in the mirror in front of him slowly changed. , turned into a 16-year-old boy, his eyebrows and eyes looked very much like her, the boy was holding the little girl, Song Xiu's pupils suddenly constricted, and he said in a hoarse voice, "No, go away... Hurry up..."

He subconsciously wanted to hide back, but when he went back, it was still the same scene, everything was according to his memory, war, death, he saw Xiaoxi anxiously calling his brother in the crowd, his voice was hoarse, Said, "I'm here...I'm here..."

"Brother?" The mirror suddenly disappeared, Song Xiu was slightly taken aback, and saw a little girl squatting in front of him, and asked, "Brother, why are you lying down? Brother, get up and play with Xiaoxi, okay?"

"Xiaoxi..." Song Xiu coughed softly, feeling the fishy sweetness welling up in his throat. He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the little girl in front of him, but the picture suddenly changed, and he seemed to be in the chaos of war. During the process, he could almost smell gunpowder smoke. When he saw Xiaoxi falling from the warship, Song Xiu's pupils constricted suddenly. He subconsciously wanted to go forward to catch Xiaoxi, but was blocked by the glass. Glass, the blue veins on his neck popped out, he shouted hoarsely, "Xiaoxi...Xiaoxi..."

He watched Xiaoxi being trampled on in front of him, and heard the "brother" calling less and less. He seemed to be able to touch Xiaoxi within reach, but it was always just a little bit, just a little bit. , Song Xiu almost crawled over, the most frightening scene in his memory hit him, the invisible meat paste was in front of him, Song Xiu almost crawled to hug Xiaoxi up, he A scream came from his throat.

When the screen changed, Xiaoxi was wearing a blood-stained dress. She looked at Song Xiu blankly, and whispered, "Brother, why didn't you save me? Didn't you mean to protect Xiaoxi? Brother, I'm in so much pain, brother , I'm in so much pain..."

Song Xiu spat out a mouthful of blood, the veins on his forehead were clearly visible, and an indistinguishable sound came from his throat.

Xiaoxi cried, "My brother doesn't want me anymore, my brother doesn't want me anymore, Xiaoxi hurts so much..."

Song Xiu watched Xiaoxi disappear in front of his eyes. The little blood-stained skirt next to his hand seemed to be filled with warm flesh and blood. Song Xiu's face turned pale. Xiaoxi asked him, "Brother, are you going to the military academy?"

"Yes, so Xiaoxi has to take good care of herself." The 16-year-old Song Xiu squatted down, tied the laces of Xiaoxi's shoes for Xiaoxi, and said, "Wait for brother to come back."

"Will brother stay with Xiaoxi all the time?" Xiaoxi asked.

"Of course, brother will always be with Xiaoxi and protect Xiaoxi." Song Xiu smiled and stroked Xiaoxi's hair.

Everything was like a recurring nightmare, a sharp knife stabbed Song Xiu's heart, he was almost out of breath, fear strangled his neck, he lay on the ground, his body was covered with blood.

Xiaoxi's appearance in front of him gradually changed, into a young man's appearance, Song Xiu's pupils suddenly constricted, he looked at this person with extreme fear, only to see this person said softly, "Song Xiu, have you ever loved me?" ?”

Before Song Xiu could answer, he saw that this man's face was covered with blood, and his body was covered with blood. Song Xiu's voice was trembling, and he subconsciously wanted to grab this man, but he saw him fall on his chest. In front of him, blood flowed from his body, Song Xiu's pupils constricted suddenly, and he almost crawled over madly, "Please... don't die... I was wrong, I'm sorry I was wrong... I beg you..."

The man looked at Song Xiu tenderly, sighed, and said, "You never loved me."

The light in his eyes gradually disappeared, Song Xiu hugged him in a panic, his hands seemed to be full of young blood, Song Xiu was about to be swallowed up by fear, he didn't feel that he was vomiting blood all the time, just blindly Holding the young man in his arms, wept bitterly, his throat seemed to be shattered, and his voice could hardly come out.

[666: Host, please be sober, this is not him, he is already dead. 】

[666: Host? 】

Song Xiu's body kneeling on the ground kept trembling. He seemed to be out of breath. After a while, he raised his eyes and looked at the mirror in front of him. The mirror had returned to his normal appearance. In the mirror, he was in a state of embarrassment and his face was covered with tears.

However, this is only a first-round illusion.

The strongest hallucinogen, a total of ten rounds, each time more real, each time deeper than fear.

In the monitoring room, Mu Fei watched this scene, his face changed slightly, but no one stopped him.

The scientific researcher stood aside and said, "It's just the first round. If it goes on further, I'm afraid life is at stake."

"His pheromones can hardly be synthesized, and he is like a useless person. No matter how deep he is in fear, he can't do any self-harm. He is just sad." Mu Fei looked at Song Xiu in the monitor, and he said, " continue."

……

The military department sent an order to let Mu Fei lead the troops to fight, and the lieutenant asked him, "Do you want to suspend the hallucinogen business?"

"No, I'll be back in ten days at most." Mu Fei put on his hat and cloak, before boarding the warship, he said, "It's fine if you don't die."

Song Xiu is now a disabled person, not even able to commit suicide, but the mental torture is more painful than the physical torture. He keeps repeating the death of his sister and the death of that person.

Until the end, he almost collapsed, and curled himself up in a corner. The blood vessel on his wrist was bitten off by him, and blood gushed out. He leaned against the corner, tilted his head slightly, and watched silently. In the scene in the mirror, the blood pooled under his body and continued to expand.

His eyes were lifeless, and there was no trace of hope. The blood on the corner of his lips had dried up. Because of the loss of blood, his face had lost all color. He leaned against the mirror tiredly, without saying a word.

The lieutenant noticed something was wrong from the monitor, his expression changed, and he immediately said, "Go and have a look."

The door of the room was opened again, and the medical staff walked in quickly, turned to the lieutenant and said, "The blood vessel in the wrist is broken."

"He's Alpha, and he's been injected with that kind of potion. Logically, the wound should heal very quickly." The lieutenant general asked puzzled.

While stopping Song Xiu's bleeding, the medical staff explained, "From his wound, it's not the first time he's bitten off a blood vessel. An ordinary person has bitten off a blood vessel once. At most, it hurt a little bit, so it wouldn't be broken, but... He probably doesn't want to live anymore."

Song Xiu didn't seem to hear the words of the medical staff and the lieutenant general. He kept looking at himself in the mirror, as if looking at another person through the mirror.

"Major General Song Xiu?" The deputy general saw that something was wrong with him, squatted down, and asked tentatively, "Can you hear me?"

Song Xiu remained motionless, the lieutenant turned his head and said, "What's going on?"

The doctor thought for a while and said, "It may be the aftereffect of hallucinogens. After all, no one can bear such mental damage."

The lieutenant general sighed, and said, "I also reminded Lord Mufei, but the Lord said that it's fine if he doesn't die, and we can't do anything...let's stop the bleeding first, and we'll talk about other things when the Lord comes back."

After the doctor bandaged Song Xiu's wrist, he asked, "Do you still need to inject medicine?"

The deputy general thought for a while, and said, "Forget it, if you continue to inject, I'm afraid his pheromones will really be useless. Now he is not even as good as a Bate. It's a pity that he has such a good talent."

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