Apocalyptic Forecast

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When Huai Shi put down the tea cup, there was a feeling that the world suddenly came clear.

I don’t know what I should say about relief, or what I have learned.

It was so calm that it seemed like a monk who settled down.

There is no slight fluctuation in my heart, just like achieving supreme enlightenment, seeing through the red dust.

Soon, he reacted, looking down at the rippling purple in the tea cup, "What is this?"

"A special spiritual substance."

The crow lifted its wings and pointed to the remaining tube on the edge of the table. "I picked some scraps from the corner of the Wailing Snake, and I made 2 tubes.

"Narcotic?" Huai Shi asked, "Used to do and so on?"

"I think about how to say..." The crow pondered for a moment: "If the physical anesthetic is to shield you from pain, then it is to temporarily abandon your desires.

After taking it, in a short time, you will not feel anger, hesitation and sadness, and at the same time, you will not feel joy, happiness and joy.

According to the creator of the potion: It is this instinct and feeling that hinders people from pursuing consciousness. Only after losing all this, one will gain calmness from emptiness and real reason. "

"and then?"

"Then what to do?"

The crow shrugged. "What a magical effect can it have as a tranquilizer?"

But sometimes, this calmness that is not disturbed by foreign object is the most precious thing, at least the choice made in this case will not regret it. As for other functions, it is secondary. "

Huai Shi knew, "Is it Regret Medicine?"

"It should be [not Regret Medicine]." Crow asked, "How does it feel?"

"well."

Huai Shi took a deep breath, found a comfortable posture on the chair, slowly relaxed, and finally felt tired and sleepy.

It was 3 o'clock in the middle of the night and it was time to go to bed.

"So -"

The crow asked, "Is there any gain?"

"Nothing but this."

Huai Shi shook his hand and threw the ring on the table. The platinum ring inlaid with broken diamonds went around the table a few times, then fell down, returning to calmness as it turned.

Reveal the two names engraved on the inside of the ring.

"My parents are probably dead."

In silence, Huai Shi gazed down at his parents' wedding ring and finally accepted this reality.

The crow shook his head. "Could it be a pawn?"

"Well, maybe."

"Maybe it was lost?"

"It's possible."

Huai Shi nodded: "Thank you for your medicine, I am a lot easier now."

"Don't say thank you." The crow shook his head. "Just as a contractor."

"I'm going to bed first, will you continue to be busy?"

"Probably have to work overtime." The crow turned back and looked at the dim glow rising slowly in the reactor. "The last stage is almost over.

You really should rest, Huai Shi, take a good sleep, everything will pass. "

"En."

Huai Shi got up and walked to the bedroom, but when he stepped up the stairs, he saw the white mark on the wall where the family portrait was originally hung, and his steps stopped.

for a long time.

He said, "I really miss them."

"I know."

The crow turned his back to him and said nothing more, only the sound of footsteps faded away.

She quietly looked at the metal rays of light boiling in the crucible, listening to it echoing like the sound of the ocean tide. Like a patient farmer, he waits for the ripening moment.

The miracle from Abyss was brewing silently in the kettle.

Before long, Huai Shi's development period will usher in an end.

This is the last step among all the complementing potions, laying the foundation for Stigma's 10000 energy.

If development always accompanies growth, then growth is often painful. This pain is worth remembering and realizing. It will be imprinted in the body, together with the miracle.

"Sleep, Huai Shi."

Black Bird whispered softly: "I promise, this is the last cruel education, and you will have a bright future from now on."

As for the uninvited guest...

Just give it to the'master here' to solve it.

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Half an hour ago, in the collapsed sacrificial ground.

In the stone-filled inner room, Wang Hai's body suddenly pulsated.

The dagger stabbed in his heart shattered quietly, turned into black dust, and merged into the cold blood.

Then, in the dead wreckage, a ray of thick liquid slowly flowed out, gradually condensing into an illusory shadow.

Like a moth struggling out of a cocoon, it wriggled, greedily drew the blood on the ground, wriggled indefinitely, and swallowed the dead one after another on the ground, hissing painfully.

"All blame...you..."

A wailing voice came from his throat, sharp and high-pitched: "All blame...you...dead...we...will all die..."

The gluttonous seeds planted in this body since the beginning of baptism finally germinated in death, and Border Mutants composed of Elementium came out of death with the host's last hatred.

Just as the Lord once told Wang Hai.

The last mercy of the Holy Spirit came here.

Even the miracle from Abyss will never bring happiness and tranquility.

"Hate...I...hate..."

Blood shed tears on the twisted face resembling Wang Hai, the shadow crawled on the ground, whining like a deformed hound, rolling in pain.

Until the end, a small button was found in the crack.

"found it……"

It licked the button that fell on the cuff of the teenager, and screamed with joy and mania: "I found...I found...I found you!!!"

In a flash, the shadow boiled, engulfed that button, and wriggled ecstatically, drilling through one after another fine crack and returning to the earth.

There was no sight of a shadow passing over the ground at all.

After getting rid of the shackles of matter, it was already the speed that naked eye could not distinguish.

Leaping straight through the sleeping city, continuously bypassing the obstacles of all kinds of, he didn't care about people passing by, and rushed straight towards the direction of Chalcedony Museum.

In the end, I walked through the dark forest and stopped outside the iron gate.

Under the moonlight, the shadow on the ground wriggled hungry and continuously slammed forward, but he couldn't wear the iron gate big enough for the wild cat to get in and out freely.

Until the end, it jumped hard, drilled into the gap in the wall, jumped into the grassy ground courtyard, and hungrily crawled towards Huai Shi's lock.

Bang, there seems to be the sound of blisters bursting.

It was blown away.

In the broken window on the side of the main building, the pale face and the twisted flesh are reflected.

It's as if the organs of 7 or 8 people are randomly put together, several hands and feet are twisted randomly, the huge mouth of the abdomen is continuously open and closed, and the blood like drool is dripped.

It also showed the silhouette in front of it.

In the dirty glass, only a thin and tall figure could be seen.

Vaguely discerning the 1000 sore 100-hole dress, the bow tie that is meticulous in the broken neckline, and the monocle on the bridge of the nose.

But at the moment, it was as if the guards on the road saw the thief who wanted to cross the wall, and the emptiness on the face of nothingness showed the wrath of nothing.

Lips opened and closed, silent warning.

Get out!

The completely out-of-control eroded body hissed and waved its limbs wildly, pressing forward step by step. So, the silhouette raised his left hand.

5 Fingers close slowly.

Silently, the invisible force closed toward the center, as if the iron wall collided, squeezing the ghost thing into a rotten sauce.

Immediately afterwards, the rotten sauce spontaneously ignited without fire, leaving only a ray of black smoke disappearing into the air.

The button that fell on the ground was carefully picked up, rinsed in front of the water pipe, and wiped clean with the silhouette repeatedly with the old towel, and put it in a box in the backyard utility room.

It's a treasure trove to put it together with a few dirty toys, 2 broken certificates and old pictures of babies.

The box is closed.

The silhouette nodded slightly towards the crow.

Immediately thereafter, it disappeared silently.

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In the silent room, 4-handed Naga was sitting in front of the mirror, quietly wiping the blood from the wound. After cleaning up the withered wound, he took out a knife and scraped away the dead carrion.

Until the bleak skeleton below.

He bent over and opened the box on the ground. After hesitating, he took a fiery-red potion from it. After opening the seal, he bit his teeth and poured the boiling metal-like solution onto the wound.

In the chi chi noise, Naga was twitching violently, emitting a dull roar, the long tail twitching, and almost smashing the whole bathroom.

Until the end, the metal solution was finally shaped from the skeleton, and fuse together with flesh and blood, like a new texture, without dividing each other.

Except for the tragic notch on the scales, no other scars could be seen.

He relaxed as if collapsed, lifting Stigma, so the burly snake in the mirror contracted slowly, and even the two extra arms retracted into the shoulder blades.

The man named Huo Luo gasped sweatingly and looked at himself in the mirror for a long time. He splashed his face with cold water and finally stepped back 2 steps, slumped in a chair, look pale.

It took a long time before he picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"Boss." He said, "I may have messed it up."

"Did you miss it?"

"No, everyone who knows is dead, but when he died, he encountered two Ascenders, who didn't know where they were."

Qi asked at the other end of the phone for a long silence, regretfully sighed:

"Then you can only use alternative methods..."

The phone hangs up.