It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

Chapter 195

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The young man pressed his fingers on the lower half of his face, but he couldn't cover up the spreading red marks. The exposed slender phoenix eyes stared at Mutt firmly. At this moment, the blue eyes that were originally as cold as inorganic glass beads turned into blue eyes. All of a sudden, it came alive, like buds sprouting from the wasteland, life came into being in the desert, and the glaciers shattered. In an instant, this young man changed from a delicate doll to a man of flesh and blood.

He looked at Mute with a look of bewilderment and bewilderment in his eyes.

The strange emotion that came from the person in front of him just now is something he has not known in his life for the past ten years. He does not know what emotion is. His contact with others has always been just a short conversation. He does not know how to fight. And a way of life other than making yourself stronger.

All he knows are the so-called human emotions learned from educational instruments.

Happiness, pain, sadness, anger, love... He knows the expressions and languages of all emotions, but he can't understand why human beings have such things. After all, in his opinion, things that affect judgment and combat effectiveness are all cumbersome.

"..."

The boy frowned, lowered his eyes, let go of his hand, and clasped it on the left side of his chest.

He looked confused, frowning deeply in thought.

After a while, he raised his eyes again and looked at Mutt.

"… what is this?"

He asked, clasping his snow-white fingers to his chest.

He didn't know the reason, but he could feel that the things in it were different from the traces of the silence of the past, which were alive and active at this moment, as if something gushed out from the deepest part of his body, as if there was something he never knew something awakened. That thick and viscous thing spread deep in his chest, a little hot, a little hot, with a strange and extremely dangerous feeling, something seemed to warn him in the dark, that kind of thing can't get close, He can't touch it, and once he touches it, he will lose his current self and embark on an unknown path that he cannot control.

But neither his fear of the unknown risk nor his reason to control himself could restrain his instinct.

That seemed to be the instinct of this soul.

This body and this soul are vibrating violently, wanting to approach, touch, and grasp that unknown existence——

Mut looked at the flickering light around him, the starlight was flickering violently, disappearing for a while and appearing for a while.

"It seems that the psychological struggle is very serious..."

After he finished talking to himself, he raised his eyes and looked at the young Troll who stood there motionless and violently fluctuating.

After finally shaking this major general who was unfamiliar to him, how could he give him a chance to regain his sanity and return to his original indifferent appearance

Therefore, Mutt simply stepped forward again.

His bright black eyes curved like crescent moons. He leaned close to the boy's face to show off a smile. Suddenly Trol, who was approached by him again, seemed a little at a loss, but he didn't push him away from him. .

The next second, Mutt's outstretched arms wrapped around Troll's neck, and he closed his eyes. This time, he took the initiative to kiss Troll's slightly opened lips.

Ah, that's great.

Because the difference in height between the two is very small now, Mute, who can easily kiss Troll's lips without stepping on his feet, is inexplicably a little happy when he thinks so.

You must know that if he wanted to take the initiative to kiss the major general in the past, if the major general did not bow his head, he would not even be able to kiss him.

The young Troll was stunned for a moment, but at the moment when his lips and teeth touched, the familiar soft and warm emotion slowly flowed again and penetrated into the depths of his heart.

He could feel the breath surrounding his chest, and the warmth from this person melted into his body, his blood, and even the depths of his soul.

The fine eyelashes drooped down, and the shadows fell on the dark blue eyes of the boy who had settled down. The frozen sharp blade seemed to be melting. He was also intoxicated by this kiss at the moment.

Troll could feel the emotion flowing from the person in his arms. He didn't know what it was or how to describe it, but it was strong and penetrating, as if he was standing under the night sky and sprinkled all of it on him. starlight.

Darkness is still darkness, but there is something different.

The sweet and intoxicating feeling that he has never felt in his past life... Like a drug that paralyzes all reason, it destroys all his struggles in an instant. At this moment, he just wants to feel this sweet feeling more deeply. The breath is drawn to the deepest part of his body.

Troll thought he might have figured out why he felt in danger before.

This warm and sweet scent is maddening once addicted.

Once you have it, you just want to grab it tightly and lock it firmly by your side.

After getting it, I can no longer imagine the possibility of losing it—

Mut, who kissed him, opened his eyes, his blue eyes reflected in the dark eyes, as if the two colors melted together, sinking into the quiet depths of the sea together.

Those black eyes were slightly bent, with a smile, as if he couldn't tell whether it was provocative or provocative.

"… [what is this?]"

Mute looked at Troll, repeated what Troll had said not long ago, and with a little force on his right index finger, he poked Troll's chest.

"Now do you know?"

The flickering surroundings stopped flickering at some point, it didn't light up, it was still the color of the night, but the night at this moment was very different from the night before.

It seems to be a kind of soft light coming out of the darkness, gently enveloping people in it, and some tiny fluorescent spots are floating in the dark night, shining shimmeringly.

The young Troll stared at the person in front of him, his dark blue pupils seemed to glow in the dark night, and the inorganic glass beads showed the beautiful luster of blue gemstones at this moment.

He said, "You lied."

"Hey?"

"You said you were my friend." Troll stared at Mute and repeated again, "You lied."

The deep feelings and attachments that flow from you are not what friends should have.

"...I'm afraid it's too sudden, you can't accept it."

Mutt whispered as if complaining.

"If you hadn't become what you are now, I really couldn't do it and wouldn't do it."

Mute stopped at this point, he suddenly felt a little sad.

He still remembers the first time when he performed the real spiritual attunement, the emotion surged from the major general's mental body, like the flood that broke the embankment, like the rushing waves, overwhelming the sky.

This man's love was terribly deep, so strong that he couldn't bear it, and that kind of emotion was crazily instilled, which almost made him collapse at that time.

But just now, he didn't feel anything...

A slightly cool finger brushed between Mute's brows lightly, Mute raised his eyes, and met the boy's eyes staring deeply at him.

Troll held his cheek with his hand, pressed his index finger and middle finger on his temple, and gently brushed his thumb with his brow. Then the boy's face came close, kissed the corner of his eyes, and then kissed his forehead, rubbing his fingertips in Mute's hair one by one.

The young man felt Mute's depressed mood, like a young animal, trying to comfort him in a slightly clumsy way.

Mutt couldn't help laughing.

He raised his hand and grabbed the major general's ear and rubbed it.

The major general who looked like a teenager looked at him, he seemed to want to hide instinctively, but he held back and obediently let him grab his ears. Although his thin lips were pursed and he seemed a little unhappy, he still didn't move or move Talking, just looking at him with a pair of phoenix eyes.

Mute, who had been bullied and oppressed by that cold, large beast before, looked at the cub in front of him who was obediently letting him toss, and his mood immediately improved.

It's rare to see such a major general, and it's pretty good.

He thought so, and then began to think about it.

The reason why he entered the major general's spiritual world was because according to previous experiments, the spiritual bodies of those human beings—the so-called souls—will disappear during the process of being forcibly transformed into Jia. So in the end, even if the body's genes are transformed into gamma, it becomes a vegetative person without a soul, or a dementia without a mind.

That is to say, in this process, the human spiritual experience has been greatly impacted, torn or shattered, and he is now entering the major general's spiritual world to avoid this. At this time, protect the major general's mental body from damage.

But what puzzled Mutt was that this spiritual world had always been calm, and he didn't feel any signs of malice or instability, nor did he feel the power to attack here.

Since he entered here, everything is peaceful and nothing happened...

...

Just as Mute was thinking, his forehead was rubbed lightly.

He came back to his senses, just in time to see Troll approaching, as if he wanted to kiss his lips again.

"Wait, wait a minute."

He quickly turned his head and avoided it.

The kiss at the beginning was to awaken the Major General's emotions. If he continues to indulge in the blending of emotions until now, it will be bad if something happens suddenly and he has no time to react.

The young man stared at him, frowning with a frown, showing displeasure.

"Not now, because there are very important things..."

Mute's words were interrupted halfway.

"I want to kiss you."

The boy stared at Mutt and said, simply and stubbornly.

"Now the problem is..."

"I want to kiss you."

"..."

Mute stretched out his hands to hold the face of the boy who was staring at him stubbornly.

"Be obedient," he said, with a soft tone as if coaxing a tantrum child, "You know, there's something wrong now, and I'm here to solve it."

He coaxed him and said, "When the problem is solved, you can do whatever you want."

The eyes staring at Mute fell silent for a while, and Troll spoke again.

"Can you do anything?"

He stared at Mutt and asked.

"Yes, anything is fine."

Mutt replied with a smile.

Before he could finish his words, suddenly a little fluorescent light flashed past his eyes lightly, drawing a very shallow arc of light in the dark night. This little fluorescent light attracted Mute's eyes for no reason. before the eyes.

He suddenly remembered that when he first saw the major general who looked like a teenager, he also vaguely saw one or two spots of fluorescent light scattered from the major general. At that time, he thought it was just an illusion of light.

Just as he was staring blankly at the disappearance of that spot of fluorescent light, another bit of fluorescent light flashed over suddenly. He subconsciously followed the traces left by the fluorescent light, and then he clearly saw another tiny bit of fluorescent light coming from the major general's body. Neck appears, every now and then comes out.

It was as if the light spots were all radiating from the major general.

Mute felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

He thought hard, staring at the young man in front of him, the light spot was not his illusion, he really saw one after another tiny fluorescent lights falling from the major general's body, and then flew out, floating lightly in the night.

He raised his head and saw countless tiny fluorescent lights scattered in the night. Those fluorescent spots fluttered in the air, like countless star lights, some were faint, some were bright, all flickering in the darkness.

If that's all escaping from the Major General...

Mutt's shoulders trembled violently.

What was wrong, he finally figured it out!

He looked down at the young boy in front of him—it was obvious that Troll, who looked like a boy, was slightly taller than him when he first entered this spiritual world, but when it came to the first kiss, he didn't need a footstep at all, no need He raised his head and kissed the major general's lips—that meant that Troll was already as tall as him at that time.

And now—

He needed to look down to meet the gaze of the young Troll.

The major general's mental body has been young, from before he entered here, until now, it has never stopped!

Another bit of fluorescent light radiated from Troll's cheeks and flew past Mute's eyes. Mute subconsciously reached out and grabbed the fluorescent spot in his hand.

When he caught the fluorescent spot, his pupils emptied for a moment.

...

The dense forest with dim light, entangled vines, and the hideous mouth of a huge monster with strange shapes are right in front of you.

The strength of the body was almost exhausted, and he was panting violently.

Accumulating the last strength, with a powerful blow, he fiercely tore apart the monster in front of him, and the stinky blood poured all over his head and face——

This is memory.

Mut, who woke up from the image he saw suddenly just now, was trembling with the hand holding the fluorescent light.

These little bits of fluorescence that escaped from Troll's body are all Troll's memories.

A person's mental body is composed of all the memories he has had since he became conscious.

The reason why Troll's mental body is young is because his memory is dissipating little by little.

Mutt finally understood why those human spirits that failed to evolve disappeared. It was not because of any attack, but during the process, the memory would disappear little by little, and the spiritual experience would gradually become young.

Little by little, it became smaller and smaller, and in the end, it was completely wiped out.

"Do not… "

Mutt raised his eyes suddenly, he wanted to say something, but when he saw the scene in front of him at this moment, his throat seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

The young Troll stood there, looking down at his hands.

Countless fluorescent lights emanated from his body, more and more dense.

Like water that has burst a bank, once it pours out, it can no longer be stopped.

Troll stood in the darkness, countless tiny fluorescent spots scattered from his body, as if his whole body was glowing.

Every bit of fluorescence represents a lost memory. The boy's appearance age is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, he has changed from a boy to a boy.

The young boy raised his head, still had the same snow-skinned phoenix eyes, but looked much more immature, with slender phoenix eyes raised slightly to look at Mute.

"I'm going to disappear?"

he asked, as he spoke, there was still light radiating from him.

The child looked very calm, which was calm and indifferent completely out of proportion to his immature face at the moment.

Mutt didn't answer, he just stared blankly at the major general who looked like a child, as if he lost his mind for a while.

Failed.

he thinks.

A sense of powerlessness welled up from deep within his body, spreading throughout his entire body in an instant.

I didn't expect it to be so.

This is the real reason why human beings cannot become Jia.

At this moment, my mind is blank, I can't think of anything, I can't think of anything.

He closed his eyes, his drooping eyelashes hiding the despair in his eyes.

ended.

he thinks.

Mutt stood there with his head slightly raised, countless tiny fluorescent lights flitting past his pale cheeks, leaving countless traces of flashing light.

He stood there with his eyes closed and took a few breaths, then opened them again.

When he opened his eyes, what appeared in front of him was a child who was only four or five years old.

The child stood coldly in the darkness, as if surrounded by darkness, as if he would merge into the darkness at any moment.

The child's side cheeks were cold and clear, without any emotion. His eyes were cold and desolate, without the slightest brilliance, like a cold meteorite, not like the eyes of a child at all.

He stood in the dark, looking at Mut coldly.

"Major General... no, Troll."

Mutt and the child looked at each other indifferently, there were traces of pain that could not be concealed in his eyes, but those black eyes that were hiding the traces of pain bent little by little when looking at the child, bringing Soft smile.

He bent down and half knelt in front of the child.

"Troll."

Mute looked at the little child and spoke.

His parted lips were trembling, and he was trying to suppress the tremor in his voice.

He said, "You have to remember."

Please do not forget.

The black-haired boy was half kneeling on the ground, and he smiled at the child in front of him, that smile was soft and warm.

He stretched out his hand to hold the child's small but rough hand with thin calluses. He looked into the child's cold and emotionless eyes, and spoke to the child in a voice that was still slightly trembling though he tried his best to suppress it.

You must remember.

He said, "Troll, you're the one I love the most."

The child stood there, looking at Mutt's slightly curved black pupils.

At that moment, he seemed to think of something, and his blue eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at Mutt, like thousands of stars in the starry sky suddenly shining.

Then, he smiled.

Bright, brilliant, like a real happy child.

At the moment when the child laughed, that small body suddenly shattered into countless light spots.

The scattered fluorescent spots were like golden fireworks blooming in the darkness, illuminating the pale face of the boy kneeling on the ground.

The young man knelt on the ground, raised his head, and the light spots of golden fireworks scattered on his cheeks.

The golden light fell into his pitch-black pupils, brightened to the extreme, but turned into a blank space with nothing.

The young man slowly closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes seemed so fragile that they couldn't bear even a little fluorescent light.

His hands were still out in the air, as if he was holding something.

But in the palm of his hand, there was nothing, nothing, nothing left.

Only occasionally a little fluorescent light leaked from the fingers of his empty hands, and flew away lightly.