Chapter 50: Death of Acishe
The scene at this moment, a torrent of destructive debris rushed towards him, like the end of the world when the world collapsed."Huo Xianfeng——!!!"
The young man opened his eyes a little, and saw only that in the chaotic and blurred vision, he seemed to see a tiny silver, like a faint star, slightly lit up a dim light in the turbulent hurricane torrent.
Snap!
A hand grabbed him tightly. The fierce wind blade wrapped with unknown metal fragments, and in the blink of an eye, it cut dozens of blood marks on the arm!
"..."The inexplicable familiarity swept over like a frenzy, and even the soul seemed to tremble slightly because of it.
It seemed that once, there was also a person who rushed towards him without caring.
Who was it?
Huo Xianfeng couldn't remember, just closed his eyes, and fell into a dark chaos.The endless darkness seemed to spread for a long time, and it seemed to be just a short moment, until Huo Xianfeng heard a dull knock
!It was like someone was knocking on a glass box filled with water.
[I'm back. ]
This voice belongs to the boy, strange and familiar.This sound is like a stone falling into the lake, rippling layer after layer in the darkness of the eternal night. In an instant, the whole dark world brightens up with this sound.
——This is a huge laboratory.
The walls, the floor, and the ceiling are all silvery white, which looks like a very holy decoration.
Countless quiet experimental instruments are parked here. On the screen, dense data streams shuttle quickly, like a fast-flowing river and sea torrent.
In the middle is a huge spherical culture chamber filled with light blue nutrient solution. In the center, a child about four or five years old is curled up. There are more than a dozen thin tubes inserted from the back of his neck to his spine, which looks extremely scary.
At this time, the boy in a white robe stood in front of the culture chamber, stretched out his hand, tapped the glass lightly with his knuckles, and then put his warm palm on the cold glass surface.
[I'm back.]
His voice is a little childish, but his tone is very gentle, like the mountain mist that blows gently in the early morning.Huo Xianfeng quietly stared at the profile of the young man in white robes. It was easy to recognize that this should be Huo Chao as a child.
After escaping from the earth, he consciously searched for photos of Huo Chao, but most of them were photos of Huo Chao as an adult. He was majestic, cold, and calm, which was a very suitable image for the commander of the alliance.
But if you look at Huo Chao at this time, there is a big difference between him and the future commander of the alliance. He now looks like he is only eight or nine years old, with a childish but handsome face, which makes people not have any defense.
At this time, there were slight ripples in the incubator, but Huo Chao did not get a response.
He was not annoyed, but just gently stroked the cold glass, muttering to himself,
[Today I met a very interesting person named Jiang Jinsheng. ]
[He has silver hair and crimson eyes. He is very special and very self-familiar, but he is actually very smart. He is the smartest one among the children selected by the church this time...]
[Yesterday was the beginning of spring. Many flowers will bloom in the capital soon, but Changyun doesn't like them very much because he is allergic to pollen. These days will probably be very difficult...]
The boy in white robes talked a lot, but most of them were some insignificant daily life.
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