Doomsday Wonderland

With his head resting on his head, the dark brown short hair slipped from his ear, and the shadow covered his half face.

It was quiet again and quietly, sitting on the side of the road without saying a word; except that it was not working, it seemed to be the most common fall of the blue spring.

"...the two of us stayed close to each other,"

After Lin Sanjiu passed a lighter, Dimo ​​finally lit the rough cigarettes that were produced in the end. He spit out a white smoke, and the inferior tobacco tastes like a pepper, which hurts the nose and pain of the nose, and even the faint smell on the garbage truck is covered.

"A hand-built iron shed can be stacked and taken away when unloading the nails." He pointed to the parking lot in the distance. "The inside is separated by a curtain, and the family of three or four lives. It can be as big as you, breathe a sigh of relief. The people who bought more than three hundred acres of houses were very few in the evolutionary people... let alone us. The shed area we lived in was a wasteland, but it was always crowded with hundreds of households. My home And with his family, he lived in the same tin shed, only two curtains."

Lin Sanji looked at the parking lot and waited for a while before asking: "You and its... parents, are evolutionaries or ordinary people?"

"Don't be a parent," Momo squinted for a moment. "Without the father, we only have mothers." He shook off a little ash and added: "Not only us, many people born in the 12 worlds. Nothing."

"why?"

"Why? When did you leave the human society?" Momo looked at her in the smoke with a bit of surprise. "I mean... I have never encountered the end of the world of human society."

Lin Sanjiu recalled for a while and frowned and said, "I think it should be at least seven or eight years."

"Oh, in terms of evolutionary people, your days have just begun." He held a short cigarette head and wanted to **** it up a little bit: "I also understood it after I was an adult." No matter what the reconstruction of the Twelve Worlds is, it is not a normal human society... The family, you said, is the most basic building block of society? It has long since been ruined."

"You send it every 14 months. Here, the mother is slowly turned into a prairie by this law." Momo snorted. "The male evolutionary person came and went...just like wild animals." Although both sides are doing the same thing, the child is only growing in the woman's stomach; when the child is born nine months later, the dragon has already gone through the same shadow as the male tiger on the grassland. My mother is an ordinary person, her mother is an evolutionary person, so when Mei and the transfer, she will be fostered in my home."

He unknowingly replaced "it" with "her".

"and then?"

The wind blew from the end of the lane, and the plastic bags on the road rustled. For a time, only one of her answers was quiet. Lin Sanshui turned his head and looked at him. He found that he was looking at the long distance across the road, and he did not know what was in his memory; she had to call him again, and Momo suddenly returned to God.

"What? Oh, that... I am an evolutionary person, how much has raised us for a while. But he has never returned since a few years, I don't know if it is dead or too lazy to take care of us. Mei and that person are already quite good... She was struggling to survive in the doomsday world outside, and she had to come back to raise a child. It was really bitter."

When it came to this, Momo looked at it with vigilance, as if he was afraid that this sentence would stimulate it; if the woman did not respond, he immediately took the words in a vague way and seemed unwilling to continue deeper. He said: "Then, there is nothing, then just let it go and live. Then we are all big."

The long legs still looked at the road ground motionless, as if the person being discussed was not the same. The short brown hair that was cut out was spread out, and it was gently blown on her face by the wind. It looked like a quiet young girl.

When they grew up together, one of them eventually became a fallen species.

Lin Sanshui nodded, thinking about what to do next, but only heard a sharp and painful scream at the end of the lane - the long foot was like being beaten by electricity, exposed outside the mask. The face was white.

"What sound?" Lin Sanjiu jumped quickly.

Momo snorted, throwing away the cigarette **** and whispered to the ripper and asked: "Do you mean to clean the street for others before you get the garbage truck to attack me?"

There was a cold sweat on the forehead, and he ignored him. He was only trembled with conditioned reflexes; the more and more painful and screaming screams never stopped, as if they were drilled straight into the bone marrow. Drilling, it is hard to imagine what kind of torture the vocal creatures are experiencing. Lin Sanjiu hurriedly took a few steps in the direction of the sound, just in time to meet a man who strode forward.

At first glance, he was an evolutionary person—the man was lean on the skeleton with his muscles, and his eyes were as deep as the holes on the skull. He wore a sloppy top with an arm exposed and covered with a strangely shaped tattoo pattern.

Not far behind him, a dark, dog-sized thing can’t help but tumbling; even though the horrible roar is coming from it, Lin San’s wine doesn’t recognize it. What is it, because she does not know what creatures can twist and bend their bodies back and forth.

"What happened?" The male evolver yelled at her and asked, and his attitude was extremely rude. He said that "Is that your fallen?"

Lin San wine face involuntarily sinks. Waiting for her to open, the man raised his throat again: "What does it take to take the garbage truck? The guy who used to sweep the street is hiding and sleeping. Do you know? You can't even manage it. What do you buy? Kind!"

"so sorry!"

Perhaps it was the anger of Lin San’s wine rising in a moment, and Mo Mo took the first step in front of her, preventing her from trying to approach the man’s movement. "That, that... she was first arrived, and she was negligent. I am sorry, I am in trouble. Then, let the street continue to work, let us go."

Until this time, Lin Sanjiu realized that the original thing that was so big as a dog was a fallen species. It seems that the long foot should have borrowed a garbage sweeper from it.

The man raised his chin slightly and gave him a look. "Ordinary people?" He licked his lips as if to talk to ordinary people, he had to do psychological construction first. “Why does it take the garbage truck? How is its sleeve bad?”

Momo Zhiwu had a few words, although he tried very hard to squeeze out a reason, but it was not very successful; the man stared at him and raised his eyebrows and asked: "Is it privately run out? You have a neck blood."

"This is really not, the injury is - she is playing." Momo rushed to Lin Sanjiu and hurriedly explained to him: "This is the case, because the fallen species is not obedient, so I suggest this to me. A friend added a workload to it... as a lesson and a lesson."

The man's face finally eased a little, and looked at Lin Sanjiu.

Her gaze had just left the strange tattoo of the other side of the line—although there wasn't even a single text in the tattoo pattern, but like the advertisement on the balloon ship, there was a clear word in her mind: "We operate these twelve worlds."

Below this sentence is the name of a dozen organizations in a row; most of them do not know, only "Arsenal" and "Biluo College" have heard of it.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu really hopes that he is not in the blue spring.

If this is just a normal end, she asks herself that there are a hundred ways to tell the man to eat a lesson; but Momo’s fingers are still holding her arm tightly, and she can only nodly reluctantly nod.

"She is new, are you new here?"

The man snorted and sighed. "I don't know if the rules are explained first. If every fallen species is fully rested, the first thing that will die is that you have not evolved!"

Dimo’s apology is really ridiculous—the man may be looking at the same evolutionary person. There is no such thing as a forester and three wines. He turned and walked back, and the one was different from the garbage bag. The small fall is planted.

The fallen body was small and thin, not the type of ripper; after it stopped screaming, hurriedly rushed over, didn't look at others at once, climbed into the thrilling green leather car and quickly walked. It is.

"Go to his mother, take care of a few fallen seeds, but I really feel that I am a personal thing." When the episode is over, the good attitude of the Momo has just swept away: "If the fallen seed grows strong, the first death is definitely he."

He paused, but he sighed again: "But then, back on that day, all human beings are probably more miserable than the fallen ones."

Lin Sanji watched him for a while and whispered, "What do you want to do with your feet?"

"Who? Hey," he touched the back of his head and said, "What do you do, don't do it."

"You are not afraid that it will kill you again?" Lin Sanjiu thought, "If I force it to agree..."

"No matter what you use," Momo waved his hand and turned around: "The fallen seed is very persistent, and it will continue to try to kill me - hey? Who?"

Lin Sanjiu had a glimpse of it, only to find that the road behind him was empty, and he didn’t know when to sneak a sneak peek at the time they didn’t pay attention.

"I know where it works, and it doesn't run too far." Lin Sanjiu said a bit. She doesn't know, even if she knows where the long foot is.

"Don't worry about it." The ground sighed heavily. "This time it is not a coincidence, it can't find me. Let it chase it, I just do this, I won't hide?"

"That... let it kill you forever? You will hide forever?"

Mo Mo smiled, meaning some bitter. He groped for a while, didn't know what he was looking for, and finally got nothing, just sighed long.

"Do you know," he said dumbly. "After another month, Mei Lan is twenty-five years old. She became a ripper from the age of fourteen. Since that time, she has been I always wanted to kill me, I have been running away, I have been hiding from her. I have been through this for more than ten years, and I will have nothing to complain about even if I continue to do so in the future."

Lin San looked at him with a wine cellar, and for a time he didn't know what to say. The words that came out of her mouth seemed to be too indifferent: "How did she become a fallen species?"

Momo once again waved his hand. He seems not very willing to raise this topic, twice confusing the past: "Right, you saved my life, I really have nothing to repay you, I will tell you a message."

"what news?"

"You have already seen the owner of the ring." He coughed a little and lowered his voice and said, "It is the waiter at the bar."

After a pause, the earth shook his head: "I don't know why he must meet the buyer."