In the snow-covered sea of spiritual consciousness, a big, red-eyed monster with serious injuries suddenly appeared. It was a huge white tiger with broken wings. He became smaller and smaller, from a big monster to a small monster, and then from childhood The monster turned into a thumb-sized piece of blood-colored light.
This soul fragment trembled like a firefly and flew to the place covered by ice and snow, and the red blood light was like a flame, melting the ice and snow in that area.
After the ice and snow melted, a curled up little white tiger slowly opened its eyes, revealing azure blue eyes that were as clear as a child.
The blood-colored shard flew twice around the blue-eyed little white tiger like a tangle, and finally disappeared into the sapphire's eyes like a moth to the flame.
One red and one blue light beams surged up, turning into two complicated demon patterns in the air, one blood red and one dark blue, they intertwined with each other like a lotus, and finally a deep purple demon pattern appeared.
It was a monster pattern that only ancient monsters had, and every pattern exuded a terrifying aura. At the moment when the monster patterns merged, the insect queen on the seventeenth star was terrified, and a big monster on the distant earth was terrified. eclipsed.
The leakage of the power of the demon pattern was only a momentary thing. The dark purple demon pattern submerged into the skin, and a voice resounded in the sea of spiritual consciousness:
"The monster pattern is formed, the inheritance is opened-"
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[Successful file reading]
All people and things have become the water of time in the river of time. He Ruge can feel that the world in the game has become the sea, the sea is pouring back, white and black, light and darkness, day and night, life and death are beginning to reverse —
The energy bomb that flew out returned to its original position along the trajectory it came from, the sun rose again, and the road he had traveled began to reverse. He returned to room 104, and there was a ferret in front of him who did not dare to look at him. .
"I thought it would take a long time for you to use the three chances to participate in the ice experiment. I didn't expect to use it twice now."
Familiar conversation.
"When are you going to come over for the third time?"
Familiar look.
He Ruge took out the rare item "Super Mini Energy Cannon" with a blank face, and under Huang Weasel's astonished gaze, he shot down the opponent.
A red dot appeared between the eyebrows, and a muffled sound blew the inside of the skull to shreds, leaving only one face that was barely intact, and those yellow-brown eyes widened in disbelief, a true portrayal of the unrelenting death.
"Don't you want to wait for someone?" He Ruge's voice was cool, without much ups and downs, "Go to hell and wait faster, people are inherently dead, don't thank me."
Her chest heaved violently, and it took He Ruge a long time to close her eyes before she could control her trembling hands.
Miaomiao.
his little monster.
He Ruge suddenly opened his eyes, he was going to see his little monster, he had told the little monster before, he would be back soon, this time he didn't want to lose his trust. But before that, he has to deal with some troubles.
Weasel's body, maybe he can go to find the drug rat for help. He Ruge went to the love mall to buy a sack, put the ferret's body in it with a pale face, and tied the mouth of the sack, He Ruge remembered the rare item "Who is the murderer".
Items have no usage restrictions, so they can be reused.
He Ruge used this prop on Huang Weasel's corpse, and asked in his heart, "Is he the mastermind behind the Xinghai Orphanage?"
Writers always have a big brain hole. Once they start to doubt everything, they will think of all kinds of messy gods. For example, the person that weasel liked died, and he created this organization to manipulate terrible experiments...
[no]
Well, he really thought too much.
He Ruge indifferently dragged the sack all the way to the infirmary.
The drug-seeking rat was sitting on the desk, turning on his brain to work, he casually looked up at He Ruge and found that there was no cub in He Ruge's arms, the drug-seeking rat lowered his head again, but when his little nose twitched three or four times At that time, the drug-seeking rat blurted out, "Who died?"
Death is wafting from the bag.
He Ruge put the sack on the ground, and replied coldly, "Weasel."
Under the shocked eyes of the drug-seeking rat, he continued to speak astonishingly: "I killed it."
The drug-seeking rat almost ripped off his beard, "You, what did you kill him for? Are you crazy?!"
He Ruge said blankly, "Yes, I'm crazy."
"I can't cure madness here." The drug-seeking rat was still stunned for a long time, unable to return to his senses.
"I know you don't cure madness, and I don't want to. You specialize in the field of spiritual consciousness, so you should know how high the mortality rate of the Ice Experiment is. And I have a way to make all the experimental subjects of the Ice Project live. Come down." He Ruge threw the bomb and stunned the drug-seeker to the point of stammering: "What, what did you say?"
"I was the one who participated in the last Frost Project, and I used my own method to save Ruan Ruanhe... No. 20."
"I want to find a partner, I want to save people in the Xinghai Orphanage, I have looked for Huang Weasel before, but unfortunately, the road is different, Huang Weasel wants to betray our plan, so I solved it myself Traitor." When He Ruge mentioned Huang Wease, the softness between his brows and eyes disappeared, leaving only a gloomy layer.
The drug-seeking rat has not yet recovered from the huge amount of information. He looked at the young man who was almost replaced by one person in front of him, hesitated for a while, and said, "Don't stand, sit on the chair for a while, and I will give you a bath. A cup of hot milk tea."
He Ruge sat silently on the chair, his lips white.
The hot milk tea of the drug-seeking mouse was quickly brewed. Looking at the steaming milk tea, He Ruge asked softly, "Will you poison the milk tea and kill me?"
Is the drug-seeking rat behind the scenes? The side quest of the "Mysterious Infirmary" has not been completed. Maybe the drug-seeking rat is a medical demon. In order to study the sea of spiritual consciousness, he personally created this terrible organization and conducted a series of experiments to destroy humanity...
He Ruge used "Who is the Murderer" on the drug-seeking rat.
[no]
The drug-seeking rat, who was drinking milk tea, was shocked when he heard this sentence, almost choked on a sip of milk tea, and choked to death on the spot.
"Cough, cough, what do you mean?! Don't drink my milk tea! Drink a sip of milk tea and talk so much!" The drug-seeking rat was so angry that it blew its beard and stared, and almost jumped up to steal the milk tea.
He Ruge lowered his eyes and took a sip of the hot milk tea, his icy heart finally felt a hint of warmth.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that He Ruge's current state is not right. The drug-seeking rat doesn't care about a lunatic. He sighed and asked, "Why do you want to cooperate with me? Aren't you afraid that I'm the same as the weasel?"
Because you helped me before reading the file.
This reason obviously cannot be said, He Ruge took another sip of milk tea: "I have energy bombs."
"It's a big deal, we'll die together."
The drug-seeking rat obviously couldn't stand He Ruge's madman-like attitude. He stamped his feet angrily, and after stomping his back feet, he fell into deep thought, "You... can you really save the experimental subjects in the Frozen Ice Project?"
"Fake." He Ruge lifted his eyes and looked at the petrified drug-seeking rat on the spot, "That's weird."
He seemed to know what the little monster's state of mind was when he said that joke before he died. Before the great sorrow, put on a smiling mask. Like a clown with paint on his face sitting under the stage, the gripping tears blur the makeup of the hippie smile.
so sad...
So sad that he can't breathe, he wants to meet the little monster now, he has to deal with these irrelevant things immediately, he has to run to room 104 to kiss and hug his little monster.
The only bit of humor was like a flash in the pan, and He Ruge returned to his indifferent expression. He worked hard to adjust his facial muscles to relax his stiff face, "It's true, time will tell."
The drug-seeking rat took a deep look at He Ruge, "I believe in you, and I hope you don't betray my trust in you. If you deceive me, even if I risk my life, I will make you pay the price."
He Ruge wanted to squeeze out a smile, but obviously this smile, which was uglier than crying, was somewhat unsuccessful.
"I will help you deal with the death of the weasel. If there is anything you need me in the ice plan, I will try my best to help." The drug mouse looked at He Ruge, "You look really good now. It's bad, go back and have a good sleep, don't think too much."
"Thank you." He Ruge stood up and thanked.
The drug-seeking rat quickly waved: "Let's go, let's go, don't come to see me with the corpse next time, I'm too old, and a handful of old bones don't have the strength to clean up the mess for you."
He Ruge left the infirmary. He wanted to go to see the little monster immediately, but when he walked out of the infirmary, he was at a loss and didn't know how to walk.
Every step of the stairs, he seemed to fall into the mud. He seemed to have had a terrible nightmare. After waking up, he was covered in sweat, and he wanted to cry but couldn't cry.
He Ruge came to the door of room 104 in a trance like wandering. He held the handle in his hand but dared not open the door. After pushing the door, would there be a little monster squatting next to the door to give him a "open the door and kill"
He was afraid that he would cry on the spot.
Happy to cry.
He opened the door with a trembling hand, He Ruge held his breath, and saw a big white tiger sleeping beside the door. This big white tiger slept soundly, as if all suffering and sorrow had nothing to do with him.
[Love]: Although the 20th will not remember the good memories between you for a while, but his love for you has become instinctive, and his favorability is 200.
[Full Awakening]: Xi Guican and the little monster are merging, please wait patiently, wait for his king to return, kill the Quartet, and take you to see the starry sky.
The eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be frozen by ice and snow finally softened uncontrollably when they saw the big white tiger. He Ruge lay on his side beside the big white tiger, carefully stretched out his hand, and gently hugged the warm big white tiger.
His strength is so light, as if a light sleeper is afraid to wake up from a hard-won dream. However, the emotion in the black eyes was so deep, so heavy that it was real.
This is not the cold, blood-stained, bruised corpse. But the living 20th.
There sleeps the little white tiger and the little monster, the two little cuties he is most ashamed of. Because of him, a little cutie lost her memory, and another cutie lost her life.
He Ruge buried his face in the soft fur, tears wet his eyelashes and white hair, he whispered like a dream, "I'm back."
I'm sorry, this time won't hurt you again.
The author has something to say:
small theater:
No. 20: I'm Sleeping Beauty now and I need a prince to wake me up
He Ruge: Chirp~