The man smiled again and said, "We are very destined, you know?"
An Yu comforted his twitching heart through his chest, "Where is the fate?"
"The information shows that today is your birthday, and we are only one day apart. My hometown is also in Area 53. I have parents and a sister. Although I haven't seen them in more than ten years, I have only seen my sister in videos. "
An Yu made a move.
Her eyes fell on the name tag on his chest: Yan Xi.
"I heard that you are going to the military headquarters to find someone?" Yan Xi said easily: "Don't just think about bread, ask your friends to treat you to a good meal."
"The bread is already very good." An Yu said weakly.
Yan Xixiao: "That's true. When I was a child, my mother would reprocess the thick bread and add some beans to bake it into fragrant bean cakes. Oh, the only regret is that it is not sweet enough. I like sweets."
An Yu turned his head and looked at the empty but smiling blind eyes. In the slums, he had only seen such clarity in Ling Qiu's eyes.
He was inexplicably lost for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he subconsciously said: "I'm sorry..."
"Sorry for what?" Yan Xi smiled and picked up the packed equipment, "Let's go. Don't tell others about me after you return to Area 53. My family doesn't know about my eyes yet."
It was long after he left that An Yu gathered some strength to get up and put on his prison uniform.
The fabric of the prison uniform was soft and dense. He touched and touched it lovingly, and decided to wear it tomorrow and mend it for at least ten years.
He dragged his body to the corner and curled up, thinking about how to ask for the last prison uniform, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
An Yu was dreaming. The voices of the little girl and the lieutenant intertwined in the empty snowfield.
"Don't be so self-righteous as to cut open a weak rabbit..."
"You may look very weak, but you can run so fast! You can even blow people up with a bang!"
"Unprecedented superpowers, the ability to teleport, and... I can't tell whether it's swallowing or detonating..."
…
In the early morning, An Yu was awakened by the footsteps outside the door. He looked at the loudspeaker on the wall in a hazy state.
This senseless disaster is coming to an end.
As he wished, the interrogator's voice sounded.
"An Yu, temporary number #1222, based on the test results, the decision to handle the peak is——"
The verdict was loud and clear.
"Execution."
The author has something to say:
【Waste Book Loose Pages】02 Entropy Increase
Entropy itself has no meaning, it is just a measure of chaos.
Just as there is no time in the world, people created the concept of time to calculate the rise and fall of things.
Therefore, the essence of time is to record the process of entropy increase.
As time goes by, the vast universe will continue to become chaotic and eventually move toward heat death. This is the end of the universe.
Human life is too short, and we should not be lucky enough to witness this ending.
I just don’t know what happened, making the world more and more chaotic.
It makes people more and more deformed.
Chapter 3 Prologue·03
Several people broke in, tied An Yu's hands behind his back, and dragged him out with a hood over his head.
An Yu screamed in the darkness: "Why? I'm not deformed!"
A voice replied: "Gene entropy is just data, and it is a fact that you have superpowers. Unfortunately, current human technology cannot induce you to reproduce superpowers. The brain recommends doing more research, but this year... humans can no longer afford it. No risk whatsoever.”
An Yu's teeth chattered: "If there is a risk, should I die?"
"Unfortunately, in this day and age, yes."
An Yu was pulled out of the main city by a car and thrown into the wild snow.
The cold wind was biting, and he struggled to get up and tentatively moved forward half a step.
There seemed to be a person standing not far away, and the faint smell of leather was very present in the snowy field.
The sound of snow crunching under boots suddenly approached.
"Name."
That voice cut through the cold wind, making people shrink from the cold.
An Yu also heard a friction sound, like leather touching metal.
The cold barrel of the gun suddenly touched his forehead.
"Name."
The cold wind swept away the cold sweat all over his body in an instant, and he trembled: "An Yu..."
The muzzle of the gun was a little deeper.
An Yu opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Fear covered all his senses, and the gun seemed to have thrust death into his head.
His chest began to rise and fall uncontrollably, and a tear rolled down from his hood and spread on his prison uniform.
The gunman lowered his eyes and looked at the small water circle.
"From where?"
"Area 53..."
"How did you kill the giant mantis?"
"I have no idea……"
"lie."
The safety catch clicked.
"No!" An Yu choked, "Sorry, no, please! Please... I didn't... didn't lie."
The hood was suddenly ripped off!
The dazzling snow light focused on the black figure in front of him, standing like a sculpture on the snow, and the howling wind and snow seemed unable to shake it.
He has cold black eyes and a very shallow scar on the corner of his upper lip, which is a tough problem that is never easy to mess with.
As An Yu guessed, he was wearing a pair of leather gloves.
"Qin Zhilu, the person who executed you."
The leather gloves grabbed the knot on An Yu's chest and dragged him in front of him. The cold muzzle of the gun caught his jaw, forcing him to tilt his head back.
Qin Zhilu stared into those golden eyes that shone with fear. Shangfeng was right. The eyes of this unknown aberration were deceptive, making people unconsciously want to relax their vigilance.
Under the strong pressure, An Yu couldn't care less about Ling Qiu's words and asked tremblingly: "Does Shangfeng really want to kill me?"
The muzzle suddenly retreated half a minute.
Qin Zhilu glanced at the red marks on his neck, "Why are you suspicious?"
An Yu choked: "They said that my genetic entropy is zero, but I was not infected by the mantis. This shakes the foundation of human genetic classification... There will definitely be riots in the bait city! If you want to kill me, you shouldn't be dragged outside openly. Come……"
Qin Zhilu raised his eyes and said, "Is that all?"
"Also... you could have just shot without threatening..." He was almost out of breath, "Although... even though..."
"Although what?" Qin Zhilu let him go a little.
"Although..." the voice became softer, almost blown away by the wind, "I am indeed scared."
An Yu lowered his head, tears forming a thin layer of frost on his eyelashes.
Everything was silent except for the sound of the wind singing on the snowfield.
Qin Zhilu didn't speak for a long time.
An Yu recalled his performance with palpitations - he was not sure if he said the wrong thing in panic, but he tried his best to show weakness. According to Ling Qiu's theory, this person should let down his guard and even become soft-hearted.
The leather glove suddenly pinched his chin.
This time, the muzzle of the gun pried open the teeth directly, which was like falling into an ice cave.
"The induction test failed to restore your superpower, and you saw through the death threat. It seems that I have no choice."
"Uh...uh...!!"
The gun poured into his mouth deprived him of the opportunity to defend himself. Death was knocking on the door, and An Yu finally closed his eyes in despair.
The sound of the wind died down, and all that was left in the world was the heavy heartbeat and the sound of leather rubbing the trigger.
However, there was no gunfire in the snowy field.
An Yu was suddenly carried away and fell to the ground, retching.
Qin Zhilu took out the terminal and said, "I'm Qin Zhilu, help me transfer to Summit."
Dingfeng is said to be the highest decision-maker of the Black Tower. Anyone in the Black Tower can reach the top, but there is only one person at the top.
"Well, I haven't killed him yet."
"No more killing."
An Yu suddenly raised his head, the wind and snow caught his eyes, and he looked up at the figure in the hazy state.
"Reason?" Qin Zhilu paused, "I have a veto power on all life and death trials related to aberrations, have you forgotten?"
"It's true that I've never used it, but fortunately, I still remember it."
This man's power exceeded An Yu's knowledge, but An Yu understood one thing - he had forgiven himself.
The golden eyes gathered a little light.
