Rib Flower [Ability]

Feeling that the person on his body was not moving, Herlo realized that he got up, supported Sayero under a big tree next to him, and patted his face nervously. `` "Brother... Sayero?"

Sayero's eyelids trembled a few times, then slowly opened again, his eyes a little out of focus.

Noticing his chapped lips, Khloe stood up, climbed up the tree, and looked around with the scope.Under the scorching sun, the shadows of the barren steel forest criss-crossed on the ground, like a huge maze. Fortunately, he found a water source nearby—a stream.

Overjoyed, he jumped down from the tree, carried Sayero on his back, and stumbled to the edge of the stream.After taking a few sips happily, he held Sayero's head and neck, held his breath, and fed him with a sip of water.

The moment the tip of the tongue touched, Sayero opened his eyes like an electric shock, Helo gulped back a sip of water, and lay down on the side coughing violently due to choking.

"You...are you awake?"

Helo wiped the water from his lips, saw Sayero grabbed his clothes and drank a few sips, the water flowed down his slender and powerful neck, and immediately looked away.

"Ordinary anesthetics are just as effective as tranquilizers to me." Sayero stood up, his tall body leaning back, Helo thought he was about to fall again, so he rushed up to support him .As a result, Sayero only staggered two steps, and stood firm again, it seemed that he was rushing forward to act like a spoiled child.

Helo let go of his hand in embarrassment and took a step back, but Sayero raised his hand and picked off a leaf on his head, exactly the same as when he was a child.As if returning to the first time he met this man many years ago, he lost his mind for a moment, and then subconsciously avoided it.

He wanted to ask something, moved his lips hesitantly, but finally said nothing, just squatted down and picked up the stealth combat uniform that was quickly killed and put it on his upper body: "What should we do now?"

Sayero glanced in the direction of the industrial ruins: "Find a place where you can send a distress signal and get in touch with CIA."

Before nightfall, they found a suitable shelter among the ruins.Half of the military medical facility in the ruins was blown up, but luckily it did not collapse. The iron gate with a combination lock was crooked and half covered, and the surface was covered with large dark stains, like the bloodstains left by machine gun fire.

Inside the door, there are several white skeletons lying around, and clusters of sad red flowers grow in the empty eye sockets, vigorously struggling to grow towards the sky, as if the dead who have never closed their eyes have no desire to end.

——The corpse of the infected person of the Flower of Evil.

Helo's spine shivered, and he looked around.

The Evil Flower infected person has disappeared for more than ten years, will there be any living on this island?

"Shouldn't we go back to the spaceship?" he asked uneasily.

Sayero shook his head: "That spaceship belongs to the Lost Ruins, and it's easy for them to track it. Once they locate it, we are the turtles in the urn. Follow me closely."

Sayero blocked him behind, and walked in slowly, his steps were steady and powerful, like a knife cutting into the night, the dangerous aura rushed towards his face, but it seemed to be completely blocked by the man's back.He Luo followed behind him step by step, without any fear in his heart.

The entire medical facility was quiet, only the intertwined breathing of the two of them was particularly clear.

Compared to his breathing rate, Sayero sounded extremely calm, as calm as taking him for a walk on the streets of Hong Kong after dinner. If it wasn't for the near-miss that happened just now, he would almost think that Sayero He won't lose his composure because of fear of anything - it's just that the gaffe is because of himself or...

That's another matter.

Forcing himself to stop the untimely distractions, Herlo clenched the submachine gun in his hand, seeing Sayero's footsteps slowed slightly, and his tense figure relaxed: "There is no danger here."

"How did you figure it out?" He asked strangely.

"Consciousness. After injecting the flower of evil, my consciousness can leave the body and move freely attached to the circuit." Sayero stopped in front of a door marked the intensive care unit, and pointed to the password terminal in front of the door , "Here's what I need, Helo."

Hero walked over knowingly, cracked it easily, and the door clanged open in front of them.

Although it was a mess inside, the equipment was miraculously basically intact without any damage. There was also a medical cabin and a communication terminal. Judging from the fact that the password terminal was still functioning, there was still some reserve power left. Their luck Pretty good.

"Check to see if that thing works." Sayero noticed the old-fashioned communication terminal in the corner.

Helo walked over to connect the power supply, and got in touch with CIA's support department under Sayero's instructions.

Translating the binary-encoded information on the screen for Sayero, Herlo suddenly felt an uncontrollable excitement. When he came into contact with the cia internal communication, he was one step closer to Sayero's world.If possible, he would like to go deeper into this world, become a part of it, and become the same existence as Sayero.

If so, he will believe that his existence means more to Sayero, rather than being a... copy.

"For the sake of helping you a lot, Mr. Agent, don't you think about taking me under your command?" Knocking down the coordinates where they were located and pressing the send button, Herlo asked cautiously, half-jokingly.

"impossible."

Sayero politely turned him down.

"I know how much rigorous training and assessment it takes to become an agent." Helo turned around, sat on the table, and tapped the terminal with his knuckles. "What if I can pass it?"

"No."

"Then, why don't you let me be your informant? With my status in Thorn Paradise..."

"There is no discussion." Sayero stood up with the support of the medical cabin, staring at him, with dark currents in his eyes, as if a storm was brewing, "You don't even want to touch these things with a single finger. When you arrive in the United States, I will send you to the hospital." University. You and Thorn Paradise, and CIA, will never have any further involvement."

"What if I don't? What are you going to do? Lock me up?"

Helo's heart sank heavily, into the crack in his chest that he pretended didn't exist.

"Yes."

Sayero walked over while leaning against the wall, his tall body leaning forward slightly, creating a breathless oppressive feeling for Helo.He retreated reflexively, but the man in front of him pinched his chin with a hand and almost fell off the table.Sayero picked up his waist, put his knees between his legs, pressed his whole body against the wall, and sprayed his breath in his ears: "I will lock you up so that you have to go through the bathroom My permission."

The inverse scales that had been restrained by all efforts stood up one by one.

Helo pushed him away sharply, his gaze became sharp and piercing: "Locked up? Like other cloned slaves? So, what should I call you? Brother...or master?"

Sayero's face suddenly changed.

He tried his best to maintain the calmness that never broke down under any predicament, but the simple word "Master" was like a sharp arrow, piercing through his barrier.

Sayero's pupils tightened, and he grabbed one of his arms: "I just hope you live a normal life."

"A normal person?"

Helo stared at him and laughed, speaking very slowly, word for word, "From the time you took me out of the gene petri dish, you should have thought that I was born unable to live like a normal person. I It’s a tiny existence that was lucky enough to get life as a replica, as your emotional sustenance, isn’t it?”

"Don't overthink it!"

The strength on the wrist increased, and the pinched bones were about to dislocate. Hero bent his elbow reflexively, and used a counter-grab movement to get rid of Sayero's restraint, and stepped back a few steps.

"What is normal? Let me be docile and obedient, not interfere with your world, be a pet that comes and goes when you call it, and can let you vent your desires from time to time, and think about others when you see things? Is it normal?"

Helo retreated to the window. In the faint twilight, his silver hair and extremely white skin made his figure appear illusory and ethereal, like an ice sculpture that would shatter into centimeters at any moment and disappear with the wind.Sayero walked up to him in a few steps, and Helo hid for a while, but was caught on the back of the neck with one hand and pressed against the window.

The force that restrained him was so great that he heard the crack of the glass behind him crack.

Sayero's body seemed to be wrapped in a hurricane, and the air pressure was so strong that he suffocated him, but he looked at him with forbearance.It seemed that if he didn't deliberately endure it, something would pour out from the bottom of his eyes and drown him.

"All I see...is you."