Ten Days End

Qi Xia frowned and stood up slowly.

The situation in front of him seemed a little strange.

In his memory, he never remembered that "ants" would actively knock on the window. Most of them would avoid living people.

And now there is a bonfire in the room. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a place where "ants" would enter. What does this continuous knocking mean?

He looked back at Chen Junnan and Qiao Jiajin who were sleeping. They seemed very tired and were not awakened by the knocking sound. So he could only walk to the window to check the situation.

In just two steps, the pale hand knocked on the window twice again.

Qi Xia narrowed his gray eyes and looked down. This was the first time he observed an "ant" so closely.

His appearance was no different from other ants.

His eyes were two black holes. Because the eyes were dug out for too long, wrinkled lines had grown around the holes.

His mouth was wide open, and it was obvious that his teeth had been pulled out, only a small part of his tongue was left, and even his nose and ears had been cut off. There was no protrusion on his smooth head, just like a skeleton with a dry face.

He had no hair on his body, only skin tightly attached to his bones.

At this time, he stared with his eyes and mouth open, raised his head and "looked" at Qi Xia.

Qi Xia could clearly see that his face was covered with dried blood.

Who would have thought that the most terrifying thing in the "End of the World" would have a suffering that was completely unattainable for others here?

Qi Xia looked at the "ant" in front of him through a glass. He was not sure whether the other party had a visual system, nor did he know whether the other party had discovered him.

The "ant" seemed to feel something. He slowly raised his head and kept making sounds with his open mouth, like a bug chirping.

Then he slowly raised his pale and bony arm. This time he did not hit the window, but just put his dusty palm against the glass.

Qi Xia found his performance quite interesting, and then he also stretched out his hand and put it close to the glass.

The two hands slowly came together through the glass, and in an instant, they both retracted their hands.

Qi Xia felt the piercing coldness of the palm on the other side of the glass.

But the "ant" seemed to be burned, and also carefully retracted his palm to his chest.

His palm was as cold as a corpse.

"Who are you...?" Qi Xia asked softly.

The "ant" continued to stare, and then tried to reach out again.

Qi Xia knew that the other party should not have a visual system, but only acted by sense, so even he was not sure what he would touch, and the sudden temperature of the palm just now should have scared him.

Seeing the other party put his hand against the glass again, Qi Xia felt even more curious.

Why is this "ant" different from other "ants"?

What's so special about him?

Thinking of this, Qi Xia reached out his hand again and faced him.

This time, the "ant" did not retreat, and seemed to feel the warmth of Qi Xia's palm through the glass.

The expression on his weird face changed from time to time, but it was a pity that he had neither eyes nor other facial features, so Qi Xia could not understand the meaning of his weird expression.

"Are you looking for me?" Qi Xia asked again.

The "ant" kept opening his mouth, and his hoarse throat kept making sounds like crickets rubbing their wings, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Seeing this, Qi Xia thought for a while, and simply unlocked the window and opened it. The "ant" also retracted his hand the moment he felt the window move.

His reaction was really like a bug.

Qi Xia took a step forward, put his hand on the windowsill, and then lowered his head and looked straight at the "ant" in front of him.

The creature that looked like a human and a bug was lying on the ground outside the first-floor window. The two of them now even had no glass partition, but the other party did not make any other moves. Not only did he not continue to reach out his hand, he did not even run away.

"Can't you see me or hear me?" Qi Xia asked.

He only knew that the other party's ears were cut off, but now it seemed that the entire auditory system should have been destroyed.

The "ant" raised his head and turned around in confusion, then crawled forward a step.

He was silent for a long time, but still tentatively stretched out his hand, and then slowly moved forward.

Qi Xia stared at the "ant" in front of him carefully, and there was an indescribable strangeness all over his body.

If the other party was a person, he could at least infer the other party's motives, but what kind of person was the other party now?

In just three seconds, the trembling, pale hand had already reached in front of Qi Xia.

The other party was kneeling on the ground at this time, with onlyAn arm that had been broken was raised high, and the scene was indescribably strange.

Qi Xia quietly watched the hand's path forward, and roughly knew the other party's goal.

He wanted his eyes.

"Strange..." Qi Xia muttered to himself, "Aren't you looking for "chips"? Why are you aiming at my eyes?"

Seeing the finger approaching his eyes like frozen dead wood, Qi Xia suddenly reached out and strangled the other party's wrist.

The "ant" was frightened by the hot thing, but couldn't pull his hand back for a while.

His expression changed exaggeratedly, as if he was analyzing the situation in front of him.

"Wait..." Qi Xia said, "I seem to have fallen into a misunderstanding."

After a moment of panic, the "ant" suddenly took his hand back with great force, and Qi Xia also understood something at this time.

"I misunderstood..." Qi Xia narrowed his eyes slowly and whispered, "I naturally thought that you became "ants" and must have lost your reason, but "Qinglong" never said that he took away your reason, only that he destroyed your five senses and then implanted an "idea" in your mind."

The "ant" stretched out his other hand and rubbed his wrist, as if feeling the scalding temperature.

"So you are awake..."

When saying this, even Qi Xia himself couldn't believe it.

But the other party can clearly make movements that "mad people" don't have. They react to external stimuli and even have their own thoughts and judgments.

"This really opened my eyes. I knew you were miserable, but I didn't expect you to be so miserable."

Looking at the "ant" lying on the ground with a constant rustling in his throat, Qi Xia's eyes gave birth to a trace of pity.

What kind of pitiful creature is the thing in front of him?

"The "mad people" here have all their senses, but they don't have reason. "Qi Xia whispered, "But you have been deprived of all your five senses, but your mind is clear...? You are much more miserable than the "madman". Is this the end of working for them?"