After a long while, she whispered: "But it is said that you still often suffer from insomnia and heart palpitations."
"Yes." Qin Zhilu nodded, "I am also exploring ways to overcome these problems, and I already have some experience. Especially for heart palpitations, I can basically calm them down by controlling my breathing."
The doctor's smile was kind and pitiful, "That's good. But if possible, try to forget those four years. People's memories between the ages of 4 and 8 are easier to forget. You should completely enter real life." "
Qin Zhilu smiled, "I will try my best, doctor."
When I left the psychological consultation room, the sun was shining brightly, and the news was still playing on the screen on the street corner. The female host smiled from the bottom of her heart to the camera, "Today is the 9th anniversary of the catastrophe. Humanity has spent 8 years." All abnormal species have been eliminated, and no new abnormal genes have been found for one consecutive year. At this point, brain researchers have determined that the snowstorm in 2122 was a random disaster with a low probability. It was extremely tragic, but it has completely ended. "
Qin Zhilu paused in front of the screen for a long time, then put on his headphones, listened to the warm and melodious guitar music, and took a detour to the supermarket to buy complementary cheese for his sister.
In his self-examination, he found that there was no pain in his life, but his insomnia had not been completely cured.
Occasionally, he would dream about those four years of gene injection testing. But he was not sure whether it should be defined as a nightmare, because he had never dreamed of the pain he suffered on the test bench - every dream started from the moment he walked out of the test room, with layers of mechanical doors opening in front of him. He signed alone, underwent radiation sterilization by the automatic equipment, changed into normal clothes, took out the desserts that the logistics had put in advance from the supply cabinet, and then left.
Outside the laboratory was a narrow and long corridor. Due to the high confidentiality level of his room, he had never met anyone in that corridor in four years.
In countless dreams, Qin Zhilu thought that it would be nice if there was someone waiting outside the door after the experiment.
Anyone can do it, you don’t need to say anything to him, just wait for him to come out, walk beside him, eat small desserts with him, and step away from the laboratory behind you.
An Yu quietly recalled those memories and watched the young Qin Zhilu grow up.
From the age of eight to sixteen, human society recovered rapidly, and Qin Zhilu's life became more and more bright and carefree. Due to the special gene entropy, he was allowed to freely enter the Black Tower and the brain, hanging out with the first generation of aberrations, laughing at those guys who were getting uglier, and mocking Billy for being the most useless of the first batch of lawful ones.
All peace ended suddenly in 2138.
——In the 16th year after the great disaster, when mankind had long thought that it had returned to normal order and had forgotten the scars of the past, the second super snowstorm came without warning.
A large number of new anomalies appear, followed by super anomalies that can disrupt the order of time and space. After evaluation, it was found that those things were not reborn out of thin air, but were seeds planted due to the great disaster 16 years ago. They had been dormant for 16 years and finally exploded.
The long-sealed test protocol was restarted, and Qin Zhilu was recalled by the brain to undergo induction testing of the newly discovered aberrant gene.
This batch of genes was extremely stimulating. In just one week of testing, he was clinically critical three times, and his neurosis was so severe that he could not sleep for two consecutive weeks.
After returning home, Qin Zhilu was unhappy for a long time. But humans had no time for him to resolve those emotions. Soon, another batch of new aberrant genes were discovered, and he was recalled for testing again.
This time, let alone finding someone to take him back after the test, even the lawful ones who could comfort and coax him were no longer there. Everyone was running around the world, and human beings were affected by the aberrations all over the world. The strange elephants were beaten to a terrible state, and order and dignity were gone.
That year, Qin Zhilu became quieter and quieter. In the end, he even refused to say a few words to his damaged friend Billy. He only opened his medicine box with a cold face, took out his usual trauma ointment, and turned his head. Just leave.
It was not until the end of the year that the distortion temporarily stopped for a few days. He was finally released home by his brain, but that night, he suddenly shot his father to death with his own hands using his father's gun.
An Yu stared at the young man standing next to his father's body, wanting to see his expression clearly, but he lowered his head, making it impossible to interpret.
Qin Zheng did not have any signs of distortion when he died, but his gene entropy was 25 and he was in the stage of latent distortion.
No one knows how Qin Zhilu noticed it.
A few days later, Qin Zhilu turned his gun on his mother Tang Ru, and then his sister Qin Zhishi.
When Tang Ru and Qin Zhishi died, their genetic entropy was only 20 and 12 respectively - this means that Qin Zhilu's insight into distortions has become more and more acute.
He peacefully killed three of his closest relatives within a week without showing any signs of depression or sadness.
Until she sat opposite the psychiatrist again, the lady looked at the leather gloves on his hands with a smile and asked: "Zhilu, what's wrong with my hands? Why don't you want to take off the gloves? I feel like these gloves don't match well." Your temperament.”
Qin Zhilu was silent for several hours.
At the end of the session, he finally looked down at his hands and said, "Sin."
That word seemed to tear open an emotional hole, and he suddenly became extremely uncooperative. During another gene induction test, he struggled violently, almost breaking the solid test bed with his human body. More than a dozen adult men were unable to hold down a sixteen-year-old boy. In the end, they had to use metal restraints and tie him to the test bench for a long time. Someone was sent in every day to chat with him and feed him.
In that year, Qin Zhilu's memory turned into a dark and narrow corridor, and memory fragments were placed behind doors. An Yu calmly pushed open the doors one by one with his thoughts. Behind each door, he was tied to the test table and was going crazy.
He cried bitterly, cursed, and spoke harshly to the researchers who had been with him since he was a child. He cursed the five original generations to die, cursed Billy for never awakening useful powers, cursed his father who was killed by his own hands, and mocked the incompetent Black Tower and Brain... The researcher cried with red eyes. When he put the food to his mouth, he fiercely tore off a large piece of flesh from the other person's hand with his teeth.
An Yu stared at the pictures in the door in a daze.
He was a little confused, and it was hard to imagine that this crazy boy and the later commander were the same person - the commander was the last line of defense for mankind, and no one could imagine that he had been so violent and dark.
But that's not important. An Yu stood at the door and just wanted to go in and hug him.
But he couldn't set foot.
Qin Zhilu, whose mental power was on the verge of being exhausted, even though he had lost his guard, still did not need any comfort.
The penultimate door on that memory corridor occurred on the winter solstice of that year.
There was rare silence behind the door. An Yu seemed to hear Qin Zhilu talking to another voice through the door, but he couldn't make out what they were saying.
When he tried to push open the door, he found that the door was locked tightly. No matter how hard he tried, he could not turn the lock.
He thought that the superior's guard was broken and he could let him browse through his memory at will, but he never imagined that even under such circumstances, there were still secrets that were kept deeper and not open to anyone.
An Yu stood in front of the door and paused for a while, then turned and walked towards the last door.
At the last door, Qin Zhilu suddenly became very gentle and returned to the way he was before the accident without any warning.
He apologized to the researcher, spoke frankly about his grief over killing his family with his own hands, and expressed his willingness to accept the human genetic grading that Black Tower was struggling to implement at the time.
"I will go to the five-person group to help persuade them, but they are all very determined people. If they insist on breaking with the Black Tower, no one can stop them." He said softly, "I heard that the lawful ones are preparing to break with the Black Tower." We are launching a large-scale cleaning operation. My father is dead. Can I join the fight? Although I am a human being, at least I can shoot and I will not be infected."
During that large-scale cleaning operation, Qin Zhilu was not only able to shoot.
He suddenly awakened the ability to express genes on the battlefield - the more he was hurt by aberrations, the more unbridled his genetic entropy grew, and after several trials in actual combat, he completely learned how to copy the opponent's abilities.
During the six-month cleaning operation, Qin Zhilu himself eliminated tens of thousands of abnormal species and rectified 30 areas of time and space disorder.
After recalling the induction test again, the brain officially confirmed that this ability called "gene acquired expression" is completely controlled by Qin Zhilu's independent will. Although his mental power will also fluctuate, it is far more stable than other lawful people. In addition, his high chaos gene still cannot infect anyone, he is absolutely safe, and the final form of the aberration is determined to be: human.
He is a paradox of science, but also a glimmer of hope for mankind to resist disaster.
On September 30, 2140, Qin Zhilu's 18th birthday, he officially became the second highest officer of the minaret. With his military exploits, he set foot on the top of the minaret.
By that day, humanity's strongest line of defense will be built.
But at that time, the former psychiatrist had died due to distortion.
No one noticed that he always wore those dark leather gloves and refused to take them off.
“Always loyal to humanity, no matter what form I take.
“I accept everything with a grain of salt.
“I accept all bottomless exploitation.
“I accept all executions without explanation.
“I will always be loyal to humanity, no matter how I destroy it.
"——The lawful ones restrain themselves."
Qin Zhilu stood in front of his father's sculpture, and like all lawful people, he recited the lawful oath in a deep voice.
He stood for a long time and then said: "I will abide by the rules for humans to deal with disasters, but I will also review it at all times."
"Dedicate everything I have to the return of order."
An Yu watched the elevator in the minaret rise straight up. Behind the transparent door, the figure was determined and solemn.
It's now.
His consciousness suddenly floated, An Yu opened his eyes and returned to the real world.
The mirror core was shattered on the ground, everything was silent, and everything was dark. The officer in front of him was still staring at him with a white candle in his hand.
Qin Zhilu seemed to have calmed down a bit, and the flame of the white candle burned much more intensely than before.
The lamplight dripped, and the candle tears solidified on the gloves, reflecting the dark eyes.
"Sir." An Yu heard himself whisper: "Can I..."
Qin Zhilu looked at him and spoke slowly for a long time, "Can I..."
Before he finished speaking, An Yu had already opened his arms and gently hugged the tall and solemn body.
He hugged his commander in silence across the whistling snow and sand and the hot candlelight.
No one taught him what to say at this moment, he just felt that this was what the commander needed.
Even though Qin Zhilu never asked for it from anyone.
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[Scrap Book Pages] 29 Building the Line of Defense
Humanity's strongest line of defense.
It was constructed without providence or effort.
It has nothing to do with time, space, society, or other people.
From beginning to end, it was just one person's lonely faith and perseverance.
It is the light that was born with the universe.
Chapter 52 Orphanage with High Deformation Risk·52
Qin Zhilu was held in An Yu's arms. He lowered his eyes and looked at him for a while, then whispered in his ear: "What are you doing."
The voice was very ethereal, as if it was about to be carried away by the wind.
An Yu rarely felt the fragility of the person in his arms so directly. He remained silent, and Qin Zhilu asked again, "What did you see?"
"Nothing, sir." An Yu replied immediately, he lied almost instinctively, "I have only entered your memory twice by mistake. Each time, the world was completely dark, with only a cold tower. A tall tower, nothing more.”
Qin Zhilu looked at his white hair blowing in the wind. After a long time, he raised his hand and pressed his head, without asking any more questions.
"Your gloves are full of wax." An Yu let go of him, pulled the fingers, took away the broken lens in his right hand, and pulled off the old glove from the orphanage together.
Qin Zhilu frowned, "You..."
Before he finished speaking, An Yu brought his right hand that was used to holding the gun to his mouth and touched it lightly with his lips.
Those golden eyes were clear, and he was like a little animal using his lips and teeth to soothe the wound, which was an instinct.
Qin Zhilu's body froze, his hand twitched, and he seemed to want to retract immediately. However, maybe because he was too weak, he was unable to break away from An Yuxu's hand holding him.
"You also said you didn't see anything." Qin Zhilu's voice was low and hoarse. "What else did you see?"
"I really didn't see anything." An Yu looked calm and let go of him naturally, "I just think the gloves in the orphanage are too thin and don't match your temperament. Didn't you promise to give me a polymer suit when you return? Clothes? Let me buy you a new pair of gloves as well, as a thank you for your help."
