Since The Red Moon Appeared

What does it feel like to be hit in the face by a building?

Lu Xin felt that he had a little more life experience.

When the buildings on both sides were torn down by the monster and smashed on him, the surroundings had become pitch black, and layers of shattered buildings were folded in front of him, turning all the light into darkness. Completely block and pile up all the space.

Boom! Boom!

The violent sound continued, as the monster smashed more buildings onto itself.

Is it playing with stacking blocks?

When the buildings on both sides fell down, Lu Xin tried to resist.

It's just that the power transformed by that weight cannot be resisted by a mental shock or a twisting force field at all.

With a bang, it fell down completely.

Even if he could use his sister's power, he couldn't avoid it, and he was covered in a solid quilt in the middle of the street.

When the buildings behind him fell down, he had no more room to resist.

What's more, at this time, he actually didn't want to resist.

He just hugged Little Nineteen.

Whether it was the real feeling of this hug, or the knife that Little Nineteen stuck in his heart.

It gave him a feeling that he could fill that emptiness.

Those who can use the pain in the body to transfer the empty feeling in their hearts are undoubtedly happy.

"elder brother……"

At this time, my sister also felt that she did not dare, or rather, did not want to disturb Lu Xin.

She hugged Lu Xin's arm lightly, resting her little head on his shoulder, and looked at Little Nineteen in Lu Xin's arms.

"She's not afraid now."

she said softly.

Lu Xin could also feel that Little Nineteen was no longer struggling so fiercely at this time.

She could even feel that she had a faint feeling that she wanted to pull the knife out of Lu Xin's body.

However, in such a compact and cramped space, she couldn't do such an action.

This should be because the monster gave up and continued to pollute her, and instead smashed the buildings one by one on Lu Xin. Therefore, when Lu Xin was buried in this street, he was in the dark about Xiao Nineteen. In terms of pollution, he has successfully gained the upper hand.

"Damn, damn, damn..."

In the dark, my father was scolding angrily, because he couldn't see anything, so he could only rely on his own induction.

In Lu Xin's feeling, he seemed to see a tall shadow.

Standing beside him, he used his thick shoulders to hold the fallen building and prop up a small space.

It was his act that saved Lu Xin, his sister, and Xiao Jiu.

It's just that the buildings are gaining weight, and his temper has been thoroughly provoked.

He didn't want to intervene in the affairs between Lu Xin and Xiao Nineteen, and even when Xiao Nineteen attacked Lu Xin, he chose to remain silent, but at this time, his anger rose, and he became irritable. A dissatisfied muttering sounded gloomily:

"Are you just holding a little girl and crying here?"

"Will you just let the trash outside smash a city on you?"

"Don't you think that everything you've shown is too hypocritical?"

"..."

The sound of his father's curse made Lu Xin regain some sense of reason.

What are you afraid of?

Compared with Little Nineteen, this monster is of course unimportant.

But no matter how important it is, it must be cleaned up. After all, one is doing this job by oneself, and the other is educating relatives.

So, now this is the real power of the monster?

He thought of what was taught in the special pollution training class: cleaning up special pollution is not a fight between children.

The focus is on the word "fight".

The nature of pollution is to spread, so cutting off the spread and cleaning up the source is the most important thing.

Beating the source of pollution won't solve any problems.

Zhao Shiming undoubtedly also thought of the essence of this problem. At first, he did feel the suppression of the power level through the body of this "god", so he launched a hunt for the capable people of the joint team, which is a kind of people. Pleasant feeling.

But that's just "powerful" that one is used to understanding.

No matter how crazy he is, he is also a powerful researcher. He quickly realized that the power of "God" is not used in this way.

Therefore, he has now made the most correct choice.

Pollution!

One is to strengthen the "God" itself by polluting the flesh-and-blood monsters hidden in the dark corners of Buffalo City.

Then, by polluting the more than 100,000 refugees in Buffalo, the spiritual level will be strengthened.

With the growth of the spiritual level, you can better control yourself.

...

For a special pollution cleaner, it is their job to prevent this pollution and solve the pollution source...

But how to solve it?

It can be clearly felt that even the father has been suppressed at this time.

Unless you give him higher trust?

I have given my father a maximum of 70% trust, but that was given unintentionally.

Now, the level of trust I have given to my father is around 50% at most, but it is obvious that the problem cannot be solved.

So, this time, do you need to give him more than 70% trust?

Lu Xin thought about this question seriously.

He is not sure what his father will do after he has more than 70% freedom?

I can't control him at all...

...

"Waste, waste..."

Father's curses grew louder and louder.

The surrounding buildings made a sour crunch.

Huge vibrations came from all around. It seems that another larger building has fallen on it.

The father, who supported the building on his shoulders, swayed a bit. He was not good at such protection in the first place, and now he was forced to do so, but he couldn't protect himself, and his anger was completely uncontrollable. .

"Big...big monster..."

Suddenly, in his arms, a thin voice sounded.

Lu Xin's body trembled slightly, and the memories of those scenes that were stained with blood flashed through his mind again.

He had indeed killed Little Nineteen.

Little Nineteen's small body is still in his arms.

The longer he held Little Nineteen, the more real and deep the empty feeling in his heart became.

He clearly remembered that when Little Nineteen was killed by him, his face was covered in blood, and many other bloody faces appeared in his mind from time to time, looking at him with fearful eyes, those... all changed by himself Did you kill it when you turned into a monster?

Lu Xin was really scared at this time.

He was afraid that he would become... a real monster again!

There are many friends in this city.

If I become a monster, will Chen Jing, Gecko, and the little girl I just met, the little girl in Central City, the doctor whose temperament makes me particularly like... will also be killed by myself, like everyone else?

Will one day, they have also become blood-stained faces in their memories?

A deep daze enveloped Lu Xin again.

He felt that he could defeat the "god" outside, but he was hesitant in his heart.

It's like grabbing a knife and killing the enemy.

But he didn't know if he would open his eyes and find that he had killed more people after picking up the knife...

...

Boom!

Above Buffalo City, the bright red tentacles rolled up a dilapidated building again and smashed in front of them.

Looking at the mountain-like building debris in front of it, its six eyes became indifferent, and the tentacles around it unconsciously raised.

It seems to be a real "God", declaring his power.

And in the empty streets of the city, and in the dark shadows.

The strange substance composed of blood vessels and nerves has spread to the outer city, to the place where the wandering people gather.

rustling.

They made the sound of snakes crawling, extending to buildings and houses.

Outside the city, people from the outpost were still watching.

In front of a building that survived the disaster, the capable people of Central City and Qinggang were all standing blankly, looking up at the "God"!

...

Beneath the endless ruins, Lu Xin was full of tiredness.

Hate, anger, sadness, fear, all kinds of emotions were intertwined in his heart at the same time.

chaos!

He felt abnormally chaotic, so chaotic that he once again gave birth to that dejected feeling, wanting to forget everything.

"Big monster..."

Just when Lu Xin's emotions were intertwined to the extreme, a small head rested on his shoulder.

Little Nineteen seemed to finally get used to Lu Xin's embrace, and she honestly stayed in Lu Xin's embrace.

As if in a dream, he said softly:

"The big monster promised the little monsters that he would escape from here with the little monsters..."

"..."

"Om..."

Lu Xin suddenly felt like a bomb exploded in his mind.

This sentence, like a key, instantly unlocked more of his memories.

Each sat in the pale and cold laboratory, and through a small window, they passed each other's voices.

"Monster, this is a group of little monsters..."

There are often voices outside the door, with fear and disdain.

These voices seem to relieve some people's guilt, so they often talk about it, as if as long as these children are regarded as monsters, then everything done on the operating table has a just reason, and they don't need to Then they were condemned for this, and the most terrifying thing was that they not only said that it was a monster, but sometimes they had to let these children admit it themselves.

"Tell me, are you monsters?"

"You're more mad than the lunatics outside the city, you've become even more nasty monsters..."

"..."

The children accepted this statement, after all, the words of the adults are not wrong.

It's just that occasionally, some doubts will arise in their little heads.

The most timid little nineteen, huddled in the corner, did not dare to cry loudly, but Lu Xin remembered her thin voice:

"However, little monsters will also be afraid of pain..."

"..."

For a time, Lu Xin's expression completely lost control.

The muscles on his face were twisting and crawling like earthworms.

Those fragmented memories finally became a complete circle at this moment.

He still couldn't remember the details of everything, but one thing came to his mind completely.

He thought of the faces of Little Nineteen and many other people. They regarded themselves as hope. They were all a group of little monsters. They fled that place.

The big monster once promised the little monsters that he would take them and escape from that terrifying place.

...

Turns out he was really a monster.

We are all monsters.

It turned out that Little Nineteen was not afraid of himself.

She just remembered herself...

From the moment she remembered herself, she had been asking herself for help...

...

Tears poured out of Lu Xin's face with twisted muscles.

He hugged Little Nineteen tightly and said tremblingly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"How could I forget such an important thing..."

There will be a live broadcast on the 23rd, I have already agreed, but the key is that the website wants me to wear women's clothes again?

How can this be promised! ! !

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