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"What are you doing here?"

In the silent space-time tunnel, the storm caused by Alan Hill gradually tended to shrink.

Carlos didn't look at him, but turned to look at the person he had just met not long ago.

A handsome young man with blond hair like the sun had followed him into this place at some point, and was staring at him motionlessly right now.

"Of course I came here to look for you." Igor met his puzzled gaze and sighed slightly. "I want to see you, and I don't want to watch you slip away from under my nose."

From the first time he saw the young man, Carlos vaguely guessed that he, like him, was not a person who really existed in this time and space, and perhaps there might be some kind of connection between them.

But this is nothing to be concerned about, they are not people in the same time and space.To Carlos, the young man in front of him was just a stranger.

Originally, he thought that this young man should have the same idea as him, but now it seems that maybe not.

"If you're looking for me, it's obvious that you've come to the wrong place." Carlos didn't respond to Iger's almost confessional words, but pointed to Alan Hill on the opposite side.

"This place has no way to prevent his self-destruction, it can only reduce the impact of his self-destruction. There is about one minute before he will explode."

"So you're not going to leave now? What are you going to do here?"

Igor glanced at Alan Hill. He looked like a human being, but he was lifeless at this time, and he couldn't see any life.

He originally thought that Carlos was going to transfer Allen Hill to a suitable place.He didn't know Carlos' next plan, and he couldn't judge the degree of danger.

Years of marching experience told him that he shouldn't follow Carlos here anyway.

But he didn't want to watch him slip away from under his nose at all, so he subconsciously grabbed Carlos' wrist and came here at the last moment.

Right now, it seems that his judgment is not wrong, it is indeed not safe here.

"Leave," Carlos chuckled. "As I said, the effect here is only to slow down the power of the explosion. What really works is that he and I self-destruct at the same time, offsetting the power of each other."

"That is to say," Eagle continued, "this place will become an explosion point, and everything in it will not be able to live, including me. But even so, you may not be unable to live, you will definitely die just me."

He spoke very calmly, as if he was talking about the life and death of others. Carlos couldn't help being dazed when he heard it, and then shook his head and chuckled, "That's not necessarily true. You may not be the one who will die."

Igor didn't have time to think about the meaning of this sentence, because the second after Carlos finished speaking, he felt a sudden white light in front of him, and passed out.

When he woke up, he was lying on a big soft bed, and he could see the bright moon outside through the window.

He was a little confused for a while, not knowing whether it was a dream or reality.

Just as he got out of bed to look outside, Carlos' voice came from outside the door.

"Although the power of that explosion was offset by each other, you are a flesh and blood body, and you will inevitably be injured by the aftermath. It is better not to get up casually at this time."

Igor turned his head and saw Carlos walking towards him with a plate of food and water.

After seeing him sitting up, he quickened his pace and came to the bed, reaching out and handing over the water.

He reached out to take the water Carlos handed over, took a sip to moisten his throat, "Where are we now?"

"It seems that this question should be asked to you." Carlos took the cup from him, picked up a hot towel and wiped the corner of his mouth. "We came here because of your wish."

His wiping movements were very gentle, skillful and not clumsy, but Igor still found the difference between him and Carlos in his memory.

In his memory, Carlos treated him like he was treating a treasure, so gentle and careful that even the stupid him would find it strange.

But what's even more strange is that at the moment, such an obvious act of serving others doesn't seem like what Carlos would do right now.

"What do you mean?" Igor grabbed Carlos' wrist and stopped his movement.

When he grabbed his wrist, he subconsciously used cleverness, which could restrain people without causing any harm.

When Carlos was caught, he naturally realized this.So he didn't get rid of it, but relaxed his strength according to his intention.

"This is just our guideline." Carlos placed the dinner plate firmly on the cabinet in front of the bed with his other hand. "Humans take precedence over everything else."

At the moment of the explosion, his principles played a role, forcing him to break away from his central control system from top to bottom, and started to rescue human beings on his own initiative.

It is also because of this set of principles that when he exploded, he failed to go to the time he wanted to go according to his own will, but went to the place that the master human beings most wanted to go.

Although he has a name and surname, has a human body and extraordinary strength, but he is just an advanced machine for human use.

An advanced machine doesn't care about emotion, but even so, the young man in front of him, who knew what he was, subconsciously used cleverness because he was afraid of his pain.

Obviously one of them was sitting and the other was standing, their postures looked very awkward, but the young man still didn't let go of his hand.

It was the first time he could remember.

"When it exploded, you were the only human being in that space, so according to the rules, you became my master."

For the first time, Carlos had the idea that it would be nice to have a master. He patiently talked about his own functions, but he quickly noticed that his master seemed to be getting more and more unhappy the more he listened.

On the young man's beautiful and fair face, there was a very obvious smile, and he seemed very happy.

However, Carlos could clearly know from his heart rate and blood pressure that this young man who was smiling so happily was actually extremely angry.

He'd never seen anyone so dubious, and it was funny.

The thing Iger hates the most from the beginning to the end is not that he is treated as an omgea, but that he loves a machine without self-awareness.

He also didn't expect that he would hear what his loved one said about the master and the machine at such a time.

This is really a joke.

The more Igor thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt. He looked up at Carlos, then suddenly grabbed Carlos' wrist and pulled him back.

By the time Carlos came back to his senses, he was already lying on the bed. The human being whom he had just thought of as his master sat astride him, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and strangled his neck with the other.

Fortunately, he felt that this person cared about him just now, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face so soon. This action obviously meant to kill him.

Although he didn't die so easily.

Iger didn't know what Carlos was thinking, he just strangled Carlos' neck subconsciously, and really felt that he should be strangled to death now.

He really finds it boring, looking for it, loving it and hating it, but what he cares about is still a machine, a machine that can recognize its owner at every turn.

A machine that doesn't even have an ego, where on earth does he have the face to talk about whether he loves someone or not.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, but in the end he still couldn't make a move, so he rolled over to the right and lay down on the bed.

Seeing that he suddenly looked like a deflated ball, Carlos smiled inwardly. This man's temper seemed to be hotter than he thought.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his throat that had been choked just now, and slowly sat up.

"Aren't you going to do something in this time and space?"

Carlos moved his wrist, and the wrist joints made a crackling sound, "This should be the time and space you want most in your heart. In the explosion just now, my ability to control time and space was also affected. And I don't know what At that time, this time and space will exclude us outsiders. Are you sure you want to waste time here?"

"The time and space I most want to go to?" Igor turned over and lay on the bed, his voice was muffled, "Isn't the time and space I most want to go to when you remember me? The same existence does not allow Appearing in the same time and space, you are here now, which means that what I want has not been realized."

He really missed the Carlos he remembered, the more human Carlos who made him feel loved.

But obviously, this wish has not been fulfilled.

"Although I don't know what will happen to you and me in the future," Carlos calmly reached out and stroked his soft hair, "but it's obvious that the wish you most want to fulfill is not to see me."

"The wish you want to achieve should be more difficult and purer."

"A more pure one," Igor laughed. "Is it an impure wish that I want to see you? However, this wish is indeed not the most difficult to fulfill. My most difficult wish to fulfill should be..."

When he said this, he suddenly froze, sat up quickly, and looked at Carlos in disbelief.

"You mean, this was before I was born?"

His first, hardest, and purest wish was indeed not to meet Carlos.

For him, Carlos is a wish that he will definitely find, will definitely meet and will definitely come true.

From the beginning to the end, he knew that the unfulfilled wish was that he could see his mother, see her alive, talk to her, and feel a real mother's love.

He wanted his mother to live in this world and not die for him.

He wanted his mother alive, wanted him to live in the world after he was born, even if he never saw her again.