Zhou Jinru woke up in an evening that was about to turn into night. He felt that his headache was about to split, as if someone was hacking him with an ax.
When he opened his eyes, the lights were on in the room, and his vision was blurry. He could only see some wooden furniture and the blue-haired fallen angel sitting beside the bed.
Fallen angel?
He felt a little confused, obviously...
He used civilized principles to cut into the monster's body, and then the monster pierced his chest with its sharp tentacles, and his chest... grabbed and grabbed
Zhou Jinru couldn't help but raise his hand. His movement affected the wound. The pain made him open his eyes wide and put down his arm weakly.
"Honest?"
The fallen angel said calmly.
Zhou Jinru opened his mouth and took a few breaths. He unconsciously turned on his emotional perception and discovered that there were four emotional sources nearby. In addition to him and the fallen angel, there were three people in the next room. Xixi Pinshu.org vodtw.org Xixi
"I'm not dead?"
"Actually, it's almost the same. It's a little bit different from what I expected."
The fallen angel sat quietly on the side, watching the man's profile, perhaps telling him in advance that his mood was not a good thing.
Zhou Jinru took several deep breaths before he recovered. Fortunately, he could still move his neck. He turned slightly to look at Mostema. The fallen angel looked at him expressionlessly.
"I didn't expect it. The situation was special at that time. Someone had to step up to hold it back. I think I am just right. I am better at being a suitable brick."
Mostima's tone was cold: "Great hero of Londinium, what you did that night saved the city. Although you also caused a lot of damage, the economic loss is actually not compared to the tens of thousands of lives. What kind of."
Zhou Jinru forced a smile, and his smile was uglier than crying: "Sounds good."
"right."
The fallen angel picked up the remote control placed by the bedside and pressed the TV switch. The Victoria evening news was played on the LCD TV hanging on the wall.
On the TV screen, countless people stood on the ruins after the fire, holding white candles in their hands, bowing their heads in silence.
The camera turned and came to the edge of the deep pit created during their battle. Many flowers were placed and a monument was even erected.
"What are they doing?"
Mostima teased: "I'll show you the memorial service. In half an hour, the regent will read you a eulogy in person. May your soul rest in peace under the earth."
Zhou Jinru: "...He really has a way of making people disgusting."
The fallen angel did not answer immediately. After a while, she whispered: "You are indeed only a little away from the memorial service. I'm late, I'm sorry."
"No, this is all my choice. I have no memory of what happened at that time."
Zhou Jinru's memory stayed at the moment he was stabbed. The severe pain blurred his consciousness to the point where he fainted.
Mostima pursed his lips and said slowly: "I arrived just before you fainted. Fortunately, I got the time tower pocket watch from the regent before, which slowed down the flow of time within the range, and then cooperated with my The Lock of Desolate Time, even this can only make it deviate from your vital point a little bit."
"It's not bad. It's good to be able to save a life."
Zhou Jinru was watching the TV. He suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly: "Where is the sword in my hand?"
"I can't take it away."
"Forget it, I don't know how to use it even if it's given to me."
Zhou Jinru quickly put down the matter of civilized principles and began to close his eyes to rest, thinking about how long he had been lying there and how long he would continue to lie there.
"I'll go out first. You can rest quietly and don't move around, or I'll tie you up with a restraint belt."
The threat of the fallen angel sounded fierce. Zhou Jinru turned his head and left her with the back of his head. He could clearly hear the other person's breathing getting heavier.
It wasn't until Mostima left that Zhou Jinru opened his eyes again and sighed silently in his heart.
He was not the one who rushed down to kill the monster at that time. The control of his body fell into the hands of the humanoid shadow, which is the number 003 mentioned by Precious. He could not regain control of his body until the sword fell. It had reached that point. He couldn't just throw down his sword and run away, so he had to do his best to kill the monsters from the stars.
"Precious."
He called out, but got no response.
"Precious, come out quickly, I know you are here."
The girl with black hair and white coat still didn't appear around him. Just when he started to be disappointed, Precious appeared on the TV screen. She turned into the host of the show, staring with an angry look.
"If you keep doing this, I'll turn off the TV."
"...You called the wrong person. I am Ming Yue Xin."
Zhou Jinru said with a headache: "Ming Yuexin and Du Bin left Londinium, so you can only be Precious, don't wear other people's vests, tell me quickly, what happened in the end that day?"
"About three days ago, you and that deep sea monster almost died together. It's that simple."
"Okay, thank you. I want to rest. Good night."
Zhou Jinru touched the remote control with his active hand and reached out to turn off the TV. Precious suddenly became anxious: "If you dare to turn off the TV, I will no longer be around. No matter what you call, it won't work."
"Okay, I think you have a point, so let's hurry up and see what you see from your perspective?"
With a slight stroke, Precious split the TV screen, with her on one side and the live news screen on the other.
"No. 003 suddenly took control of your body. I don't think it was intentional on his part. It was more likely an instinct when facing the enemy."
Zhou Jinru couldn't criticize a dead person, so he asked again: "Who is No. 003?"
Precious paused for a few seconds, and Zhou Jinru noticed that her eyes had lost their vibrancy, just like the eyes of an anime character losing their highlights.
"...Most of the data has been deleted. No. 003 is a defender, serving as a beacon to illuminate the earth in the era of losing the sun, fighting against invaders from another world, or both parties being invaders from each other. In the end, he He accomplished a great feat and saved countless lives in two worlds, and was given the title of savior."
Zhou Jinru blinked his eyes and said awkwardly but politely: "This hero's story sounds quite fantasy."
Precious said seriously: "Zhou, our world actually does not have these fantasy species."
"What?"
"Griffins, Drak, Vaivan, and even some legendary creatures, these do not exist in our world."
Zhou Jinru stopped smiling: "Species invasion?"
"Actually, we should use another term, the Great Migration, but that was a long, long time ago."
In the TV screen, the Prince Regent, dressed in black formal attire, was escorted by a large number of guards to the memorial service. Light rain fell in the sky at the right time. His eyes were deep and his tone was solemn.
"Just almost three days ago we lost a lovely friend."
