Hao Ren looked down at the blonde girl who was held in his arms, this cold body did not react, he shook the other party's body slightly, the latter's hanging arm swayed weakly in mid-air, Hao Ren sighed: "......
Still won't move. ”Even Nolan, who always maintained a blank look, didn't seem to be able to accept this kind of scene, she walked over, lowered her head and whispered: "I understand your feelings, but she is really dead, bury her well, this is good for you and her."
You're going to get mader and crazier if you go on like this. ”Hao Ren's tears are about to fall, but if his tears really come down, the mess will be big, and in this case, he can't tell people "Because my tablet is attached to this girl, I have to hold her like a necrophile", if he really wants to say this, he will be regarded as an overstimulated madman, so he can only cry with a sad face: "Don't persuade me, I really can't put this guy down......"
The data terminal is still in his mind: "Let you usually use this machine as a brick and throw it around, This is retribution!
”In the current situation, no matter what Hao Ren said, it was impossible to clear up the misunderstanding, and Nolan looked at him with a sympathetic and pitiful look: "You......
Forget it, Ulanov, bear with me, and I'll have the 'doctor' go to your side later, and at least take care of this......
Girl. ”Hao Ren estimated that the other party was talking about topics such as embalming, but he felt that this topic was too fucking weird now, so he didn't mix it.He left behind a dejected Ulanov, and had not gone far before he heard Nolan talking to another mercenary.The mercenary clearly didn't understand Nolan's decision: "Boss, are you really going to let him stay with us with a corpse?"
”Nolan's voice was weak: "He won't stay long, I can see that he will go." ”The mercenary still didn't give up: "But......
Boss, you probably don't like to hear what I said, I've never seen such a weird ...... in my life" "That's enough," Nolan interrupted his men, "You haven't seen it, I've seen it, I've seen something crazier than him."
He has become like this, let him be so paralyzed for the time being, in this world, it is also a kind of luck to be able to dream. ”Hao Ren walked with the data terminal deep and shallow, his heart was full of tears, he knew what kind of image he was in the eyes of outsiders - a madman under the tragedy of love, paranoid, schizophrenic, and a necrophilia......
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but salute Ulanov next to him: "Seriously, you are really a man." ”Accepting a corpse next to him, this helmet man's heart is really not ordinarily broad.But he didn't expect Ulanov to nod in admiration to Hao Ren: "You are, I didn't expect that there would be a man like you in this world, you are a real man......
She must have been very happy when she was alive, right?
”Hao Ren's face was distorted like an abstract painting, and he almost gritted his back molars and said to Ulanov: "I'll tell you a story......
Ulanov didn't know why: "You say." ”"I have a tablet, and it's annoying to the extreme, but one day it suddenly doesn't know which wire is short-circuited, and its consciousness is attached to a blonde girl, and I don't know this blonde girl at all, and now I'm running around with this dead guy, and you're thinking crazy, paranoid, schizophrenic, necrophilic, but actually......
Eh, don't go!
”It turned out that this was really inexplicable.Ulanov led Hao Ren to the dormitory assigned to him, a small silver-gray room cast in metal, almost all the buildings of the entire barracks were built with this mass-produced "iron box", monotonous and depressing, but more than a little stronger than the shacks made of iron sheets in the slums of Black Street.The small room was simply furnished, with only a simple bed that folded into the wall and a set of tables and chairs that folded into the floor, on which were placed some of the belongings of the previous owner of the room, and in the corner of the room was a small box, and nothing else.It seems that the entire furniture of the room can be folded into the four walls, something like a shelter building or an alien habitation pod, and it was probably not designed to be a barracks for ground troops: to a normal room, these folded parts seem unnecessary.Ulanov noticed Hao Ren's curious gaze and sighed beside him: "These 'gray boxes' were all dug up from the space base in the old Yatu, and they were originally supposed to be launched on the planet Tum and become the first alien colony built by mankind, but after the war, everything was destroyed, including the space base and those naïve scientists......
Now all that is left is this gray box, which is full of poor worms who will never see the stars again for the rest of their lives. ”Ulanov said, subconsciously touching his smooth black mask, and then waved his hand: "You get busy first, I'm next door." ”After Ulanov left, Hao Ren casually threw the data terminal that turned into a girl (dead version) on the bed, and looked around the room to see if there was anything suspicious, but found nothing.Heaton, who used to live here, seems to be a man who values cleanliness, and the room is spotlessly tidy and everything is neatly arranged, making it hard to imagine that a vulgar mercenary once lived in this room.Hao Ren came to the folding table cast in metal, and saw an old diary on the table, and he picked it up.Nolan didn't seem to be worried that an outsider would steal the secrets of the mercenary force, or that there could be no secrets in this Heaton's room, anyway, she didn't send someone to clean up the relics in this room in advance, and Hao Ren could just take this opportunity to see what information the renegade mercenary had left in this world.But the diary is full of boring content, recording the monotonous and boring days of a rigid, conservative mercenary.The diary records are also intermittent, and the words are crooked, looking like the written records of a rough man who never likes to write a diary forced to leave by himself.Hao Ren couldn't help but think of what Ulanov said: Heaton grew up in a slum and seemed to have a low level of education.The data terminal sensed Hao Ren's current actions through the spiritual connection, and it was puzzled: "Why are you so interested in a renegade mercenary?"
”"It's just boring," Hao Ren quickly flipped through the diary, and soon turned to the first few pages, "I want to know about the situation of the world......"
The beginning of the diary says that on a certain day, a certain year, a certain month, Nolan suggested that the owner of the diary should develop the habit of writing a diary, so that he can leave some memories of his existence in this world - this is the beginning of the whole diary."
This Heaton seems to have been a loyal fellow a long time ago," Hao Ren frowned, "He started writing a diary at Nolan's suggestion, he is a rough man who has never been to school, and he didn't like this kind of crepe stuff, but because of Nolan's words, he insisted on writing a diary for a year." ”"But in the end, it betrayed," the data terminal muttered in his head, "and a lot of carbon-based organisms are fickle. ”Hao Ren didn't say anything, just quickly flipped the book to the last few articles.He sees some inexplicable madness at the end of the diary, a mercenary named Heaton who talks about crazy dreams, endless pain, and a deceived life, and seems to be convinced that he is trapped in a great deception, and that the center of the deception is none other than Nolan, the leader of the "Gray Fox".The text in these parts has become so misorganized that even the grammar is no longer coherent, and it is very laborious to read.In the last paragraphs of the diary, Heaton writes in a neurotic tone: ......
It's all a scam, it's all fake, the whole world, most of my life, it's all fake!
This is certainly not the case in this world, something is wrong......
I'm going to wake myself up, like waking up from a bed, but I'm going to find a way......
Maybe Nolan is the key, she seems to know the real world, so she's definitely a key!
I'm running out of time......
This was the last message that the mercenary Heaton left before he mutinied.Hao Ren looked at it inexplicably, he thought of the eldest son or the brain monster interfering with the human spirit, but Heaton's situation didn't seem to be like this - and if it was really the Guardian who influenced Heaton's spirit and caused him to defect, then it should not be him alone, and all the mercenary companions who were with him would be spared.He shook his head, tossed the journal aside, and turned to look at something else on the table: it looked like a personal computer, or some other electronic device, which looked like it could be used to look up information anyway."
Terminal, help intervene in its ......"
Hao Rengang wanted to habitually let the data terminal help hack into the database of this device, but he looked up and saw the corpse of the girl lying on the bed, and was immediately deflated, "Damn, the goods that dropped the chain at the critical moment......
I'll do it anyway. ”(To be continued.) )