Just when Ethan felt that his blood was completely ignited, and shuddered in the fascinating contact, when he was about to surrender again under the plunder of that beautiful and dangerous man, the priest suddenly opened a little distance. It wasn't much, but it was enough to pull Ethan back into reality from his half-intoxicated surrender. He lowered his eyes a little strangely and ashamed, but the priest raised his cheeks gently and whispered softly:
"Although I really want to do something bad to you now, but you haven't eaten or drank for two days, I don't want you to pass out in the middle."
Saying ambiguous words in the softest voice, Ethan couldn't help but let out an unbearable whimper in his throat. Tanisel walked to the door of the room with a low laugh. He had sensed before that a service robot was approaching their door, and the door opened just right now. The robot was carrying a large tray full of dinner plates covered with a silver cover, and a hot can of milk. He activated the dinner equipment in the room, a dining table and two chairs folded down from the wall immediately, and the dinner plate was placed there. The cover was removed, revealing a strange food that Dawison had never seen before. For example, one of the plates had a dark blue texture that looked like meat, and the other was filled with dark green soup. There is also a bottle with a pink liquid like strawberry milk.
Although strange, the aroma that comes out is unparalleled. Only now did Ethan realize how hungry he was, so hungry that even when he saw such strange food, his mouth was still drooling frantically.
Tanissell sat down at the other end of the table and made a gesture of please, "They are probably prepared to my liking, these are the traditional foods of Eve, which may be a little strange to you people on Earth. , but I promise, the taste will never disappoint you."
Ethan sat down on the opposite chair, hesitantly picked up the strange diamond-shaped tableware on the table, scooped up a spoonful of the dark green soup, smelled it first, and then quickly put it in his mouth like drinking poison.
To his surprise, it was unexpectedly delicious. There is a taste similar to scallops, but less fishy, and the texture is silky smooth. Next, Ethan's appetite seemed to be unsealed, and he began to feast on his image. The priest just looked at him and smiled, sipping the amber liquid from the cup from time to time.
After a full meal, he was even allowed to take a comfortable soak in the bathroom. When he came out, he saw that the priest was kneeling facing north, his hands folded on his chest, and he was chanting prayers and the like in a low voice. On the wall in front of him was a bizarre moving picture, a dark, constantly changing shadow. Ethan couldn't see what the shadow looked like, but with Tanisel's chanting, it gradually elongated its boiling body, and many twisted beard-like things were born around it.
Then, at the last moment, he saw a huge green eye open on the thing's head...
The sudden and intense fear made him utter a low cry. Tanisel's eyes snapped open, and the image disappeared. He stood up slowly, without the unpleasantness of being interrupted in prayer, and looked at Ethan kindly, "Scared you?"
"That's... what's that?"
"That's the main god I choose to believe in."
"That's not Shab Nicholas..."
"No, there are many gods of entropy, and this god of ignorance is one of the seniors with the highest status."
"Stupid?"
"Hahahaha, in the world of those gods, the meaning of ignorance is completely different from what we understand, it is more like the meaning of the original, chaos." Tanisel doesn't seem to intend to say too much about himself The content of the faith, sat by the bed and lifted the quilt, looked back and saw that Ethan was still standing there, so he patted the seat next to him, "Why don't you come over, this bed is big enough for the two of us."
Ethan blushed, but walked over without hesitation for a long time. Although he tried his best to hide it, there was a hint of impatient longing in his gait. He lay on his back beside the priest somewhat restrained, grasping the sheets under him unconsciously. Seeing his expectant and nervous look, the priest turned to look at him and laughed in a low voice, "Although you look more palatable after taking a bath, it's just that you've just been through too much, and you need a good rest tonight."
Ethan heard the teasing in his words, so he felt even more ashamed, and scolded himself for being so hungry... He turned his back to the priest, and pulled the quilt so close that he almost covered his head. . Looking at Ethan hiding like an ostrich, Tanisel's laughter became deeper and more pleasant. He liked the beta more and more.
Ethan felt a long, strong arm wrap around his waist, a firm, warm chest against his back. "Have a good dream," the priest's murmur-like voice said behind him.
He suddenly felt a sore nose and wanted to cry.
Even in the second universe, faced with the fear of being isolated and about to be ripped apart by space, he never shed a tear. But now, being held so tenderly from behind by someone like this, something in my heart seemed to collapse suddenly.
It's not that I haven't slept in the same bed with anyone, but the last time I slept together with Samuel, it was just separate sleep. But the priest's safe and tolerant embrace reminded him of the distant memory of sleeping soundly in his father's arms as a child. It also reminded him of the nights spent in Roland's arms.
How long has it been since you felt such warmth
After the most extreme fear and loneliness, the embrace felt like a belated redemption to him. At that moment, the words that Tanithel had planted in his mind echoed like a ghost, sacrificing himself, giving everything, and handing it over to the blond devil. At this moment, for this warmth, he may really be willing to be his slave.
This is his greatest weakness.
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When he woke up the next day, the priest was gone. The temperature on the bed had cooled down, and Ethan stretched out his hand in a daze, touching the pillow on which Tanisel had been lying, and could vaguely touch a bit of sunlight on the ends of his hair.
Gained warmth, but lost it too quickly, such a subtle gap evoked a sense of loss in the bottom of my heart.
A clean inhuman uniform was placed beside him, and not long after he was groomed, the door was opened. It was not Tanisel who came in, but a soldier.
The soldier took him to a spaceship, and he saw other inhumans again.
Many of those inhumans deliberately avoided his sight, especially Adam. He pursed his lips tightly, and there was no trace of warmth in his green eyes. He sat down in the corner seat and fastened his seat belt. During the entire flight, he didn't talk to anyone inhuman, and no one spoke to him, only Jarvan glanced at him occasionally.
As soon as he returned to the Forbidden City, he received a notice of punishment from the Red Earth. All the seven non-humans who participated in that mission had their moral values deducted ten points because they had escaped, but Nian had reduced their punishment for the sake of Priest Eve speaking for them.
Ethan smiled wryly, deducting ten points, and with this Neptune mission, his score is currently minus five. And these two missions are a life-and-death situation, if it wasn't for Tanisel, it would have been explained in it long ago.
It seems that the so-called forbidden city is like a black hole, and it is not an exaggeration to say that once you enter it, you cannot escape.
Samuel didn't say anything special when he saw him back. At that time, he was preparing to go to the clinic for a medical check-up to donate blood. Every time he donated blood, he could get one moral point. It seemed that Samuel wanted to make up for the lost points as soon as possible.
"Who made the blue on your face?" Samuel asked casually as he closed the door.
Ethan shrugged, "I hit it myself."
"Don't talk about it, I've beaten people all my life, can't I see that people beat them?"
Ethan raised his eyes with a calm expression, "I said, I hit it myself."
Samuel frowned slightly, feeling that Ethan's expression was a little more gloomy than before. He did not continue to press, and planned to inquire from other non-humans to find out what happened.
For the next few days, life resumed the pattern of the month before going to Neptune. Get up early every day, have a quick breakfast, then go to the plumbing department, put on a helmet, get a shovel and strong solvent and other clean-up tools, and burrow into the narrow underground pipeline with a few other non-humans to search for blocked pipeline branches . He had seen Taifeng once across the barbed wire that traversed the main road of the forbidden city, but found that the once aloof Omega was now attached to an Alpha non-human leader in the West District, with two rows of conspicuous tooth marks on his neck. It seems that the leader found a way to transfer Taifeng to the West District, temporarily allowing him to escape from Grayfur's clutches.
Ethan became more silent than before, rarely chatting with other inhumans. Carrying tools, he silently followed at the back of the group, trudging through the knee-high black sewage to the pipe blocked by silt. The only light in the pipes came from the spotlights strapped to their helmets, and he pushed aside a dead mouse that floated in front of him, then continued to shovel the shovel into the black "mud hill" again and again. The pipes here are very fragile due to their age and cannot use explosives to clear the silt, so this most primitive method has to be used.
The other two non-humans were smoking and chatting, talking about Chen Zeng's sermon a few days ago was forcibly interrupted by the guards, and the other small non-human was very angry. The taller Asian man said that some of the guards were listening to Chen Zeng's sermons, maybe they were just pretending to be above.
It seems that this emerging doomsday theory of the great evil god has formed a certain fashion trend in the forbidden city. Ethan remembers that when he went out early in the morning, he could see some inhumans kneeling in his room and praying to a cross he made. Ethan had never seen so many devout believers around him, and some even started to circulate pamphlets about the prophecies of the Great Evil God in private.
A group of outlaws trapped in the forbidden city who do not believe in good and evil suddenly begin to believe the same prophecy, always thinking that it is not a good thing.
He could only understand what happens when a thought spreads through a crowd in the form of panic. He sighed and reached out to scratch the dry skin on the back of his neck.
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This is the second bullet, later today (after about 8 pm... ) there will be the third update of today~