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After hearing this sentence, the eyes of the two people began to thaw.

One party's explosive fighting spirit was forcibly suppressed, the flames in his eyes were quickly extinguished, and the long river of time finally began to flow slowly. The Trojan Horse walked forward a few steps and walked to Wasted, just in time to help the other party stumble involuntarily after he moved freely.

The BOSS is dead, and the relaxed adventurer is still in the mood to laugh at himself.

"This time, I really can't accept my old age." He said.

The wooden horse that was tagged as "young man" gave him a helpless look. The middle-aged adventurer was still a handsome handsome man. The deep-set eyebrows were quickly smoothed out, and the arms exposed from the damaged sleeves in the battle were still strong, and the blue blood vessels that had protruded before could not be seen.

Trojan could not help but sigh in his heart.

He really hopes to see that side of the other person again at the normal speed of time, and hopes that when the other person starts to grow old, he is the one who grows old with him.

If he seeks the truth he wants to know and achieves his goal, the two of them spend such a long time together safely... Is it possible?

Even dealing with a dungeon in the game is already so difficult for him—someone chooses to ignore that they are two people who are opening up wasteland with the same level of legendary [-]-player dungeon. Such a difficult thing—when the final enemy comes in front of him , what ability does he have to fight, what ability is there to... protect him?

Then he felt someone put his hand on the back of his.

Sensing the opponent's move, Trojan raised his head in surprise.

Even if the two are already familiar with each other, every time he looks at this man head-on, he can't help his heart swaying. The natural charm of the black-haired adventurer is unstoppable in front of his admirers, and his face is so charming no matter what period it is .But now, the wasteful dark eyes that had returned to his most familiar face were staring at him, with his palms on the wooden horse's back, and the two of them were in an intimate and ambiguous posture.

But what the black-haired man said was completely inconsistent with his actions.

"What are you dawdling for, let go."

The two began to quarrel at the second boss, but they reconciled almost silently in the final battle. The men who knew each other looked at each other with probing eyes, but neither of them saw it in the other's eyes. what they know.

One is exhausted and determined, while the other is full of fear.

They all saw their own reflection in each other's eyes.

"What are you thinking about? He frowned slightly at first, and then stretched it out quickly, removing his hand from the back of the wooden horse's hand, pretending that he didn't see the other party's grabbing action, "That guy has already come out, leaving The complete truth is not far away, why are you thinking wildly, at this point, do you want to regret it? "

"Yes, I've come out, can you two take a look at me?"

A certain voice interrupted.

Hearing this sound, Waste and the wooden horse jumped back at the same time, making the same gesture of covering their chest with one hand and touching the weapon with the other.

Lying in the chaotic long river of time, the corpse with countless small wounds cut and punctured by thin wires has sat up, the girl's entire face is bloody and bloody, and the face without facial features turned around to look at them with what kind of sensory organs , abruptly broke the previous ambiguous and peaceful atmosphere, and switched from a romance movie to a horror movie channel.

Coupled with that sentence full of faint resentment, the chills on the backs of the two of them who had just subdued stood up again, squeezing out a trace of strength from their already tired bodies.

The two of them looked at each other for a long time, wasting their time and tentatively asked: "Is it... you?"

The face of Vironka Yeda's corpse moved up and down to say yes.

In an instant, the thoughts of Waste and Trojan Horse synchronized again.

What the hell are you pretending to be (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

A certain existence that hasn't even had a name yet: QAQ.

Knowing that what he and someone did just now was not very good when there was a third person around, Wasted coughed lightly, seeing the Trojan horse's eyes from the corner of his eye had returned to clarity.

He subconsciously coughed again and didn't know what to cover up, and sighed awkwardly in his heart, young man, the state is always ups and downs and there is no stable time, so he waved away some anxiety by the way.

"Long time no see." The wooden horse said to the existence that seemed to be possessed by the boss's body.

"Really?" The existence looked at them without mentioning when their relationship became so good-the last time they met was screaming and killing-naturally pretending that nothing happened just now, and then the Trojan horse What he said continued: "For me, it's just a few waking ups, and every time I wake up, I see you two."

"You also dream?" Wasted asked curiously.

"These few times the sleep is relatively shallow, and occasionally I recall some things from the past." It didn't stand up, but patted the open space around it to signal them to sit down, "These things, these stories, would you like to listen to me tell them?" Some?"

"You probably don't know anything we want to know." Wasted walked over immediately, he was really tired, and he didn't try to hide the situation, so he sat down carelessly.

The wooden horse sat beside him.

It wasted a moment to feel that if the eyes of this corpse possessed by a certain existence had not been destroyed by him, the words [dead gay guy who shows affection] would have been swiped across the screen in its eyes.

"Don't worry, my ability to accept is still very strong." It said suddenly after they all sat down.

Trojan horse: ?

Waste:  … huh.

Satisfied with someone, this existence made the gesture of starting a candle-lit night conversation—cooperating with its current dignity, it is hard to look directly at it, so ask first.

"You should know what the human situation on Earth is like in the 22nd century, right?"

Both of them are military students. After several large-scale genetic adjustments, human beings have at least made great progress in memory. When they heard such a question, the two of them blurted out a term without thinking: "Total Zerg War?"

Both of them answered the question with a flat tone of waste, as if there was no doubt at all, but the end of the sound of the Trojan horse was obviously raised, and they were very surprised by this question.

Hearing Wasted's non-questioning tone, the white Yingman glanced sideways at him, and turned back before Wasted could react.

A certain existence has already asked for him: "Waste, you don't seem to be surprised at all."

"It's just a possible guess about some of the information I've investigated," he said with a calm expression, as if it was not his guess but a fact. "The Evo Research Institute was established a few years after the war, and there are vague and scattered information. There is an original founder, but as a researcher, he is a colonel, and he has made great achievements in battle."

His research must also be related to that extremely tragic war that hurt both sides.

"How Total Zerg War ended you should know too?"

"The Zerg queen was assassinated to death by the sharp knife squad lurking in the rear." The Trojan horse remembered it clearly.

They watched the rotting flesh and blood move on the face of the corpse, guessing that it probably smiled: "The Zerg is a very typical semi-spiritual and physical possession creature. Their brain waves are gathered together, so to speak. It can be said that they share a brain. Every Zerg can automatically detect the mental wave within a radius of one kilometer, and the lurking tactics are useless to them..." It paused for a while before continuing: "Not to mention the planet where the Queen is located Due to the large number of guarding insect soldiers, the entire planet is under such monitoring, if it is not for the insects, they cannot enter at all, unless..."

"We can shield our own spiritual wave." Wasted interface, "The problem is that the first instrument for human beings to shield the spiritual wave was invented in 2503 with the help and guidance of the Bowata Pure Spiritual Body Race after establishing diplomatic relations with them. It is impossible to use this 67+ year old technology in the 300 years of Total Zerg War."

"Yes, that's right." It nodded.

Wasted pretending not to feel the large wave of [Heavenly Lu So Handsome] bullet screens flashing across the screen in the hot eyes of someone around him, and continued to analyze: "So, the first human being who mutated into a semi-spiritual body relying on the physical body is naturally Mutation or human intervention?"

A certain corpse burst into a hideous smile.

"Human intervention."

Wasted nodded: "Although it is inhumane, it is understandable in the situation where the battle was almost about to be defeated."

Trojan horse interface: "The results of the research, are we like this?"

"Your situation can be said to be the most perfect finished product. It is unbelievable that the goal envisioned many years ago can be realized. That is, the Trojan horse is not under the control of the research institute, and it is wasted...Although you are monitored by data, But because I tampered with the data for you before, they didn't know that you were the perfect finished product."

"Otherwise, he would have been taken into the research institute and locked up?" Trojan horse sneered.

"Several generations have worked hard for this goal, please don't ignore their power of action. Waste was not captured immediately because there was a force protecting him, do you think he was lucky?" It also sneered.

"Which side are you from?" The wooden horse glared at it.

"It's right," Wasted agreed. "If a citizen without human rights gives birth to a child, the child will have no human rights. It's easy for them to arrest me."

After the first inspection, the research institute came to extract the data in the name of treatment. He was fully awakened and could clearly feel what the two researchers were thinking after bringing his mental body close to them. The d00 number was very close Before, he had entered the research institute's sight about a long time ago.

Thanks to my father and the network he left behind, and those friends of my father are very nostalgic.

The mother's identity may also have their handwriting.

But that's all they can do.

Fei Fang, and An Moli.

Thinking of these two people, his eyes darkened.

"Then, can you please continue to talk about more important things?"

The author has something to say:

I'm about to open all the holes

Stupid Nineteen didn't complete the settings before posting, so...any BUG...

ok please retake

It must be corrected after nineteen

In the [-]th of setting up for the new article, I found that a lot of necessary information could not be found on the Internet.

Where is the promised vast and smoke-free network knowledge world? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻