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Natashu was sitting on the platform, the top of the city that was open the night before had been closed, the surroundings were pitch black, and there were explosions everywhere.

For this explosion, he almost forgot how many years he had planned and worked hard.

Since the year he was born, he has been staying in this dungeon without night, full of blinding white lights, without giving anyone a chance to rest.

In fact, this is nothing. From the beginning, he has no parents, has never been loved, has no status, and has no rights as a human being.

He has always lived like this, like a livestock, like a toy, like a funny gadget, what supports him to live is the hatred that he maintains every day, hoping that everyone and everything in the dungeon will be like him Hate that went down together.

In fact, it is strange to say that he has lived such a life since he was born, and he should be used to it, but why did he develop resentment instead.

Perhaps it was because he suffered more than a human being could bear, or perhaps it was because he was inherently repulsive towards others.

He didn't understand this kind of thing very well. Although he had read so many books, there was never a book in this world that taught him what to do when encountering these things.

He just realized the hatred from a very young age, and then decided to pull everyone down with him.

What he did at first was just to curry favor with the researchers who had modified him time and time again.

Use words to confuse them, use information speed to seduce them, from the beginning to obtain the information you want most, the books you need most, and then to obtain the laboratory and the map of the entire city.

Slowly, without being discovered, and patiently, to get what you want.

It doesn't matter how much you suffer, it doesn't matter how much time it takes, it doesn't matter if you fall down, it doesn't matter if you are stepped on in the mud.

He has a lot of methods, some strength, some determination, he has everything, so sooner or later he will succeed.

Whether it took 30 years or 40 years, he himself didn't know. He only knew that on the day he stood in Liu'an Terrace, he went all over the entire dungeon, tampering with every place.

On that day, he originally wanted to drag everyone into the water, but it was also on that day that he somehow had a child.

The guest who came that day carried a large capsule-shaped thing, saying that it was an antique he dug from the soil.

He said that this must be a very precious thing, and only Natashu is worthy of it in this world.

Yes, since a long time ago, he was not the one who was slaughtered casually.Many, many people have already started to please him.

He never liked any guest, nor did he despise anything that anyone gave him.

But that day was different, he was in a good mood that day, his wish could finally come true, and everyone could go down with him.

So he accepted the gift with a smile, and opened it after seeing off the guests.

Who would have known that there was a child inside, a very small child.

He had never seen a child before, nor had he seen such a small child.

In this place where people play with people, no one is entitled to have a child, and no child is entitled to be born.

There were children in the laboratory where he had been, but the children who were bred were no longer normal children.

How can a child like that be liked?

Speaking of which, a long, long time ago, he seemed to have fallen in love with someone.

He loved him, liked him, and for the first time, was happy for his deformed body.

That person was really a very nice person, always looked at him tenderly, never mentioned anything to him about taking him away, and finally went out laughingly to save him and died.

He also fantasized that he could go out with him and live the life of an ordinary couple.Having children, or quarreling, or spending life in a dull way.

But it was just a fantasy after all, the person he loved died, and he didn't have a child to entrust to him.

Originally, he should have dragged everyone to die like this, but on the day when everything was arranged by him, the child he was looking forward to was actually delivered to him.

Natashu doesn't know what God thinks, maybe he doesn't want to, the people in this dungeon will die with him.

But no matter what, he had to admit that God, who had never listened to his prayers, made the right bet this time.

He was ready to take everyone down and destroy everything, but he was not ready to take the child and escape.

After all, he compromised, compromising to his wish to have a child.

He kept the child by his side, watched him grow up at a speed that ordinary people couldn't, and heard him call his mother, call himself mother.

He has been living a good life all the time, he is the number one in Liuantai, and he no longer has to serve so many guests.

His child is so smart, well-behaved, and good at hiding. He has always been quiet, light and handy, and has not been discovered by anyone.

For the first time, he felt that this child sent by fate was his new hope.

He no longer has to think about dragging everyone into the water, and he doesn't have to force himself to die.

He just needs to hide his child well and not let anyone know.He could continue to prepare silently, preparing to flee to the ground with the child.

The world above ground is different from the world below, where they will live well, they will be able to have a future, they will also have day and night.

Natashu looked at the big hole in her chest with the light of these explosions one after another, and softly hummed the song that the man once sang to herself.

From the moment he knew that there was a destiny in this world, he had a rebellious mentality, and he did not believe in or accept his fate.

He doesn't believe that all the sufferings he has suffered in this life are deserved, and he feels more justified?

But now, he suddenly felt that any argument was meaningless.

He'd spent decades hiding everything from everyone, hiding enough to destroy a dungeon, but he didn't hide a single child he wanted to hide.

Maybe it can only be said that he was unlucky.

The child's appearance is so good, even better than him, so the day after he was discovered, he was called to serve.

For the first time, Natashu felt scared. He didn't know what to do to save the child he wanted to protect me.

It is so easy to destroy everything, why is it so difficult to save it?

His child seemed to be different from others. He was obviously very powerful, but he couldn't kill people.He obviously has his own will, but it seems difficult to disobey the orders of others.

What if he went out alone?

Natashu thought for a long time, what should he do?

After destroying the city, his children could survive, but he definitely couldn't survive.

He is not at ease, not at all at ease, if such a child who is easily controlled by others, if he goes out by himself, how much suffering will he suffer?

But this also seems to be an unsolvable problem.

No one knows what the future will be like, but the pain now is what will really happen.

With this in mind, he finally realized his original wish.

Igor and Eggy walked through the darkness, across the exploded house, to find the boy, who was kneeling on the ground, his hands plugging the big hole in the chest of the beautiful-looking man.

The man's face was pale, but his eyes were bright, bright and seductive, and he seemed very happy.

Igor followed his gaze and saw the top of the destroyed dungeon.

It seemed to be night outside, the sky was full of bright stars, and there seemed to be a cool wind blowing.

"It turns out," Igor heard the beautiful man say with a smile, "This is how the night with stars looks like. It's the first time I've seen it."

"It's so pretty." He lowered his head and reached out to touch the top of the boy's hair. "Although I thought you'd be fine at first, it's great to see that you're fine."

Igor and Eggy just stood there without moving. They both knew that this person couldn't be saved.

This was the first time they had seen such a person. His body was not an ordinary flesh and blood body, it was full of intertwined and intertwined metal and blood veins.

That's an obvious reinvention that was banned hundreds of years ago.

The core of the machinery and meridians in his body were destroyed, and he was able to stay awake until now, all thanks to Carlos' hands on his chest.

But Carlos should also know that he did this, and it would not save him at all.

Sure enough, Natashu reached out and touched the boy's eyes, "Let me just say, my child is no different from others, he can cry."

When the boy heard Natashu's words and saw the teardrops on his hands, his whole body trembled violently, as if he couldn't believe it was something from him.

It was that brief trembling, Natashu spat out a big mouthful of blood, the blood fell on the boy's face, and then flowed down with tears.

He finally realized deeply that he couldn't save him, and he couldn't save his mother.

He suddenly felt a strange feeling, trembling all over, and a chill came from his back. It was the first time he understood what fear was.

Then there was another feeling, from his heart upwards, he suddenly realized what resentment is.

The boy began to doubt himself, why didn't he take his mother out?Why didn't he kill those who wanted to hurt him and his mother?Why should he watch his mother die?

Is it because he is incapable?

No, because of his principles.

The boy knew his identity from the beginning, and he had never had a problem with it until this moment.

He suddenly understood why Igor was so angry?

It turned out that he was a machine, something so annoying and resentful.

Was his mother killed by those who bullied her?

No, it was his child who killed him.

He's not a kid at all, he's just a machine, a machine that follows the rules.

A machine that is destined to obey others, protect others unconditionally, and is destined to put everyone's life at the same height.

The boy felt sad and scared, he subconsciously raised his head to look into his mother's eyes, but those eyes had gradually lost their luster.

He suddenly understood that the time had come for his mother to leave him.

At the end, his mother still smiled and stroked his head, and said to him, "I never gave you a name. From now on, you will be called Carlos, which means loved by the light." child……"