[Rebirth of the Future] Furutake Era

Sitting in the quiet room of the home, one of the few saving graces of this ghetto mansion, is seclusion.

When Tomat moved to a new house, he specially built a quiet room at his request, which used up almost four-fifths of the moving expenses. Although it is not expensive, for him, this level is enough up.

It was late at night, and the sky was as dark as what he had seen inside.

Just like the stars in the sky, the active element molecules in the body are taking on this role. Eighteen is moving around in the sea of ​​consciousness with ease. Eight could hardly bear to absorb them.

He got a huge surprise——

The black shadow that was curled up in the depths waiting for an opportunity to move, that is, the few remaining obsessions of the original owner, is rapidly shattering into fragments, and they are rising and drifting away in the void.This also means that from now on, Shiba will no longer have to worry about his thinking being controlled by strange logic. This body, from this second, will completely belong to him!Fit yourself!Those fragments of scattered memories are colorful and flying in mid-air, illusory images and hazy sound slides, as close as [-], as long as you reach out and touch, you will be in control.

Eighteen is not going to look through it, it is like Pandora's treasure box, it will always attract curious people to open it, but if the owner knows what is in it before opening it, will it still produce such a strong feeling? What about curiosity?

the answer is negative.

Naturally, there is a reason for the missing part of the perfect memory. Nan Qijin was so familiar with the original owner. The fact that the information about him in his memory is fragmented has already made Shiba suspicious, and his deliberate observation made him guess. Seeing an unbelievable "truth", combined with the conflict with Nan Qijin today, those vacillating truths have added weight.

Some things, the more you know, the better... If you can just drift away with the wind, then these so-called truths will always be just a guess, and guesses have no real evidence, so there is no need for Shiba to make guesses. to worry.

Holding his knees and tilting his head, watching those fragmentary memories become more and more transparent, drifting farther and farther, and finally turned into milky white light spots scattered in the air, Shiba sighed, and finally failed to grasp the final That slight chance, whether he is timid or escaping, his intuition tells him that getting this memory will do a hundred harms but no benefits.

That being the case, why bother to be persistent?

Although Nan Qijin is not a thing, but judging from today's events, Shiba still has a good impression of him, and he was beaten up by himself for no reason. The reason is that he has been disliked by him for a long time. Yes, it's just that the benefits gained from this fight are enough to cover up the negligible guilt in Shiba's heart.

Actual combat is indeed the kind of existence that can most stimulate the potential of the human body. Eighteen can still remember that the master of the previous life once let himself and his brothers watch the mission video of mercenaries in a certain country. Relying on the confrontation of hot weapons and cold weapons, the fight between the body and the body is unspeakably bloody and cruel. A video of less than 10 minutes can inspire people absolutely infinitely broad.

That kind of crisp and sharp moves, the quickness of killing with one blow, can't be imagined in a lifetime by relying on the greenhouse flowers specialized in internal medicine. Everything is trained from countless battles, and the experience is self-created for survival.

But today, it was just a little bit of punching and kicking, and the skill suppressed in the bottleneck period showed some signs of loosening. Although there is no real breakthrough, Shiba believes that as long as he is familiar with the experience of transpiration of strange elements in the body, From the gate of the third floor, he is already within reach.

I don't know if Nan Qijin didn't realize it during the day or it was just a coincidence that her fists and feet hit her hidden waist and abdomen. Although Shiba was also seriously injured, except for the bruise on the side of her cheek, there was really no bruise on her face. What a serious unsightly place.Although Tomat was curious about why Shiba seemed to be out of spirits, the bruise was really easy to cover up, and he just thought Shiba was not used to studying in a strange campus all day long.But when Nan Qijin was brought back home, it was an earth-shaking chaos.

Seeing her black and shiny eye sockets in the rearview mirror, Nan Qijin touched her sore cheek, her lungs were about to explode.

Ever since he was a child, no one has dared to offend him like this, not to mention those outsiders who respect General Nan for his sake, even today's Eighteenth, who used to be bullied by himself, if you want to say that you like him , Nan Qijin asked himself, he really didn't feel this way before, being with him was just immersed in the vanity of being depended on and needed to be admired, but this feeling, he can also feel it in the women outside Yes, so relatively speaking, Nan Huaisu is not an inseparable part of him, but I don’t know when his attitude has become more and more strange. Living together, unless there is deep hatred in the bottom of my heart, there will be a day when different feelings will arise.

To him, Nan Huaisu is like a chicken rib, tasteless to eat, but a pity to discard, and the cost of owning him is too small and too small, which makes Nan Qijin feel bored countless times in his heart, but still has no real love. Abandoning him is equivalent to spending five years of long-distance running together. Gradually, Nan Qijin will find that she has more and more patience with Nan Huaisu. Occasionally, he would help him out, but at that time Nan Qijin classified this feeling as family affection.

Although Nan Huaisu hinted countless times, Nan Qijin still had no real sexual relationship with him, as if he was pursuing the pure Plato, Nan Qijin was more immersed in the supremacy of emotion, in this general Nan In the Nan family, the militarized family upbringing made his spirit very depressed, and at this time, Nan Huaisu was the best weapon to decompress, he was not noisy, even if Nan Qijin couldn't control his emotions and beat him kicked, but afterwards, he would still forgive all of this without principle, as if to love someone is to give everything for him, being beaten was just a trivial thing in the original Nan Huaisu's heart. Lover's sacrifice.

For Nan Huaisu, the memory of being with Nan Qijin, even if there was humiliation and unwillingness, but after being tightly wrapped by the sugar-coated layer of love, it became a strong poison. Nan Qijin always thought that Well, Nan Huaisu was the only person who was poisoned by that kind of poison.

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

It was as if the fuse that had been silent there was suddenly switched on. In the darkness, Nan Qijin covered her forehead and let out a low laugh, echoing in the quiet carriage, it was a bit penetrating.

Chongzhen, who was sitting in the back seat, looked at the butler suspiciously. The butler reached out and patted Nan Qijin on the shoulder in a considerate manner, asking: "Master Nan, what's wrong with you?" You won't be fooled, right? ...This is related to the lifelong happiness of my young lady, it's not a joke...

Nan Qijin stopped laughing, raised her head and stared at Chongzhen in the rearview mirror with a worried face, slightly hooking the corners of her mouth, her eyes were so dark that it was almost impossible to stare at in the dim car.

The meeting with Nan Huaisu again ended in such an almost broken ending, what was going on in my heart?

Is Nan Huaisu really the only one who has been poisoned by that incurable poison all this time?

Huh, who knew?

Chongzhen looked at the scene in front of him clearly. After Nan Qijin lowered his head again, he stared at the dazzling stars on both sides of the Interstellar Highway expressionlessly from the side of the car window, feeling as calm as water.What to ask and what not to ask, what to know and what not to know.

A smart woman who can't help but understand choices.

General Nan's gift almost exhausted Shiba's purse, and his quality of life was threatened. This is no small matter.

Fortunately, he already has a good way to make money at hand, and eighteen familiar ways landed in the virtual world, deliberately depositing Xiaomi in the robot trusteeship center, this kind of monitor that follows around, no matter how cute the image is, it still has to It made Shiba heartbroken, not to mention, this time, the fewer people who know about it, the better.

The Ancient Earth Culture Publishing House is quite famous in the virtual world. Eighteen took a public car at random in Jincheng, and the driver drove to the quaint Qingshiban Lane familiarly. Eight hundred and five hundred yuan, Shiba calmly looked at the taillights of the car in the distance, thinking that the price of goods in this imaginary world is actually higher than that of Socrates...

Before setting off, Shiba found with regret that even in the imaginary world of mental activities, the encounter on his face was very obvious. Shiba thought carefully about the method of covering his face with a white cloth, and then thought about it. It still doesn't work. If he really does this, it will definitely cause a [-]% return rate. He doesn't want to be a star. Fortunately, the optical brain he carries is equipped with a humanized fine-tuning program to flatten his nose. , the skin was darkened, and the bruise on the cheek was adjusted to almost the same tone as the slightly dark skin tone. I took a random photo with the mirror of the communicator, and it was perfect.

Shiba's sudden visit made everyone unprepared. It was the little girl who opened the door last time, but this time, her attitude towards Shiba was obviously much more respectful. Maybe she had been deliberately told, so she immediately used the communication The fat editor-in-chief was called out.

Shiba has a good impression of her. After all, everyone has a love for beauty, and the fat editor-in-chief whose flesh is shaking can't bear the burden of making him pleasing to the eye.

Shiba, who was two meters away from the girl's communicator, could hear the fat editor's surprised cry clearly. He hung up the phone in a hurry, and heavy footsteps sounded in the courtyard immediately. The editor-in-chief followed a young man.

Still an acquaintance!

Eighteen is extremely grateful for the fine-tuning of his face at this moment for the sake of face. Human facial features are amazing. A small change is enough to make a person's appearance and temperament completely different, although it looks the same as before. She looks the same, but if she compares her previous photos with the current one, it can be said that if she is not a very familiar person, it is absolutely impossible to easily conclude that this [-]th person is the same person as the former creamy little boy.

The cat-like sharp and slender pupils have obviously been fine-tuned, but they can never be hidden from Shiba's eyes. The person who came was the federal prosecutor whom Mary and Mary met when they went to the federal police station to get their brains - Qiao Sheng!

Qiao Sheng probably has a little impression of Shiba. There is no doubt about it. The senior military officials are all selected after a lot of selection. They must be fully developed in all aspects, and memory is no exception. Where did I meet Shiba, some confusion flashed in my eyes from time to time, probably wondering why I couldn't remember such a familiar person.

The fat editor-in-chief was obviously also very puzzled. He stretched his neck to identify it for a long time before he could only comfort himself that Mr. Nan probably enjoyed a rare sunbath during the few days he left, otherwise... there is no reason why he would become so dark all of a sudden .

He took Qiao Sheng to the front of Shiba, bowed down and greeted Shiba, pointed to Qiao Sheng beside him and introduced: "Mr. Nan, I take the liberty to introduce you to my guest today. Prosecutor, his last name is Joe."

Qiao Sheng nodded at Shibachao, his attitude was not very warm, Qiao Sheng raised his eyebrows indifferently, the fat editor shrugged his shoulders, and said to Qiao Sheng: "Old Qiao, I guess you don't know Mr. Nan, He is a leader in the study of ancient earth culture! I will meet Mr. Crane recommended by you and me—tsk tsk..."

The fat editor-in-chief shook his head, pursed his lips and exclaimed, "It's not his opponent!"

Qiao Sheng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and his cat-like pupils were even sharper, and there was even a strange light in them. Shiba pursed his lips, raised his head and forced the corners of his mouth to hook him: "Hello, first time meeting, My surname is Nan."

"The surname is Nan?" Qiao Sheng seemed to remember something, looked at Shiba again uncertainly, and hissed softly, "We... have we met somewhere? Mr. Nan, you and the man from the Ancient Earth City General Nan, are you related? Their young master looks very much like you—”

"Are you trying to strike up a conversation with me? It's an old-fashioned move." Shiba pretended to be indifferent and curled his lips, "If I have a relationship with the Nan family, why bother to come to the publishing house and work hard? But I have lived all these years, you It's not the first one to say that I look like him, but I'm still a little curious about how much I look like him?"

"Eh..." Qiao Sheng doesn't seem to be very good at dealing with other people's questions. Yes, he kept his mouth tightly shut like an autistic child when we met twice, but this time, he seemed to be trying to overcome himself. "If you let me elaborate... I really can't point it out... It's that kind of feeling, which makes people feel very similar."

He paused for a moment, and then added superficially: "But you don't have to worry about this, the young master of the Nan family is a worthless dude, and compared to you, he is not qualified enough, you don't have to care about people who have nothing to do with you .”

Ah~ useless dude?

Shiba grinned at Qiao Sheng with white teeth, and forced Qiao Sheng to take a step back in shock: "Then I really appreciate your compliment..."