Chapter 76: past

The occasional darkness will make people involuntarily calm down, but the

long-term invisible darkness will only make people anxious, irritable, angry,

and crazy. All negative things will come from all directions like a tide,

along the top of the head, The feet and fingers are entwined like a continuous

cane, until the whole person is tied up, shrouded, and pulled into the deeper

darkness

He could hear the indicator sound of the dripping outside the instrument, and

it seemed a little far away from a certain kind of cover, like some kind of

timing from another world, mixed with some experimental data reminders that he

didn't understand at that time, boring and boring. .

Every once in a while, he will be teleported into another experiment chamber,

and every time the mechanical sound of the experiment starts, two forces will

be loaded around him, maybe the energy field or something else, then At that

time he didn't quite understand.

He could only feel a suction dragging him to one place, like a pool of rubber

plugs suddenly pulled out, a huge whirlpool bound him with unbreakable force,

the force was so strong that almost his body was squeezed and changed. Form,

that posture does not seem to drag him to a certain point in space, but

directly to another world.

But another force tried to fix him in place.

At this time, the control of the limbs will wake up for a moment, as if

suddenly returning to the time when the medicine has not been injected into

the body.

However, this awakening of consciousness is just as useless as his sufficient

mental power for a long time, but in the process of being pulled, he feels

more clearly that his body is hovering on the edge of tearing.

Sometimes he could even smell the ** smell from his body-rich and pungent,

which made his chaotic consciousness regained due to excessive pain.

Whenever this kind of smell appeared, the two pulling forces loaded on him

would be evacuated. He will be returned to the original container for the most

meticulous treatment.

That's right, meticulous and meticulous.

Even if he didn't understand the monitoring and recuperation data of those

electronic audio broadcasts, he knew how complicated the procedures one after

another were.

As a result, he can always recover quickly, and then plunge into the next

cycle.

I don’t know how many times this process was repeated. For a while, he had

been having a dream, dreaming that he was standing in a dark and ink-like

night, looking down at the blood on his body, like rust. The fishy and sweet

smell stimulated the conditioned reflex in his body, making him excited and

awake. He was about to laugh when suddenly a hand touched his head from behind

and asked him: "Does it hurt?"

Then he didn't want to laugh so much.

He gradually adapted to the pain in repeated repetitions, no matter how big or

deep the wound was, it would not be painful to him, anyway, it would always be

better in the end. He didn't know the original purpose of those experiments,

but repeated failures unintentionally gave him another function. His physical

healing ability has far exceeded the category of "normal people."

When he vaguely understood the purpose of the experiment, the experiment

finally succeeded—

He finally got rid of the shackles of time on the individual to a certain

extent as people wished, and filled the so-called "human imperfections" in the

population, in the "near death-retrospect-re-emergence" again and again. The

torture changed from passive triggering to autonomous control, and then

gradually became numb and became a monster.

"I escaped while they were celebrating the success of the experiment. I guess

they did everything in secret. Someone found where they were that day. It was

chaotic and gave me a chance." Sae Young shrugged. Shrugged, "Of course, an

invisible little fool can't fumble very far. I ran into a group of Rangers in

the process, and they took the aircraft again."

He put it very succinctly. All the conflicts and exchanges of fire were

finished in a few words: "They were a little unlucky. They had a conflict with

another group of people in a certain area, maybe it was a wanderer, maybe it

was a certain planet. The army, then—boom! It exploded into fireworks, and the

aircraft’s emergency self-rescue device stuffed me into an escape capsule, and

I was salvaged after floating in space for a few days."

Having said that, he laughed: "You must have guessed the person who was

salvaged. It is the unlucky King of Wanderers Carlos Black. Unfortunately, the

timing of his appearance was not right. I was experimented at that time. It’s

affected, and it’s a bit easy to get agitated. In short, I spent a few days on

the aircraft under Carlos Black, and neither side was very happy, which laid

the emotional tone for me to deal with them several times. Then they happened

to have a relationship with the military This transaction, I returned to the

ground. The military found some experimental information on me—"

Sae Young tilted his head and nodded his neck. "It seems to be here. As far as

I know, a certain military lieutenant took someone to the whole experiment.

There seemed to be a few inside. Kid."

Chu Si suddenly remembered the child who had appeared and disappeared in front

of Jiang Qi's apartment, and there was also a number mark on the side of his

neck, "So the one I met last time..."

"Ah—that bastard." Sae Young said, "I was really wondering if it might have

something to do with the laboratory. The initial supervision there should not

be as strict as it was later. Maybe they thought four or five-year-olds were

nothing. I can’t do it. I think it’s not very difficult to escape at that

time. I have escaped a few bastards. When I later ran away, I vaguely heard a

chasing person saying that it was the second time I got out of control. Of

course, for The first time I had no impression. After all, you can't expect

someone who doesn't even remember what he looks like to remember a failed

escape."

"What happened later?" Truth asked, his tone of voice in a low tone that he

didn't even notice.

"After a few years of treatment, my eyes recovered, and then the military

placed me in a nursing home, and then I was slapped with blood on my face."

Sae Young said with a smile, "A very boring one. And there is no novel story."

In fact, Truth had been thinking about a question for a long time. Why would

someone like Sae Young be willing to stay in a nursing home? Even in the first

two years, he would be willing to accept the constraints of training camps and

even go out to do tasks.

He thought about it for a long time, and couldn't think of any other reasons

besides looking for excitement, so he put some conscious hats on Sae Young,

which can be regarded as a certain degree of self-saving, because he himself

has a purpose. To do it.

But now, he felt that maybe there were some other reasons besides that, not so

crazy and rebellious.

"Do you like nursing homes and training camps?" Chus asked, "I mean, put aside

the things that I'm finding fault with and those that find me faulting."

Saer Young raised his eyebrows, his tone of disgust, "What do you think? Of

course very, very annoying. Every time I see those childish restraints, I want

to do something to destroy them, they It always reminds me of some

uncomfortable things. I have to say that being troubled by you and troubled by

you are probably rare and not annoying things in those years."

When he said that, he smiled again, and he seemed to think that the two

teenagers who were incompatible at the time were a bit naive.

Chu Si also bends the corners of his mouth: "Then why have you stayed for so

long?"

"For the sake of them copying the laboratory and curing my eyes..." Sae Young

said, "I barely endured it for a few years."

Whether it was in those years in the nursing home, or in the training camp,

whether it was a teenager or just an adult, Sue Young appeared in Chus’s

vision every time he was always alone, even if there were more people around

him. Background, his unrelated temperament will always be strongly

highlighted.

He used to think it was arrogance and contempt caused by being too arrogant,

but now he understands the reason.

If the starting point of a person’s memory is a fragmented darkness, a closed

container, and the world, there is nothing more than the countless ports and

infusion tubes on the whole body, and he can’t even hear the human voice...

It’s probably impossible for him to get used to it anymore There are many

connections in this world.

So even now, even now that Sae Young has changed significantly, he still looks

very unique. He can talk to Tang and the others, but he has not become

familiar with it. He can make some jokes with Shao Heng. , But still not so

close.

The exchanges between normal people showed a very extreme result on him-all

the connections between him and his surroundings were all through Chus.

To some extent, this kind of psychology is the same as that of a child who has

emotions at the beginning, as if a long time has returned to the beginning,

without those intricate networks and side branches...

He only has two hands, so he can only concentrate on grabbing one person.

Truth looked into Saer Young's eyes, with a smile in his bent eyes. His eyes

are the kind of clear light gray, almost transparent, always giving people a

cold and unfathomable feeling. No matter how much you laugh, it seems that

there is a long silence.

"Sahe..."

"Ok?"

Truth looked at him for a while, then reached out and hugged him.

"Maybe... it's a little late to do this."

Is it late?

Sae Young's chin was pressed against his shoulder and he blinked lightly. The

light-colored eyes were hidden in the shadow of the half-dangling eyelashes,

and the pseudo-natural light in the room sprinkled a few stars of fine light

through the gaps. It was so beautiful that it could not be seen that I had

been blind for several years.

After his eyes recovered, he couldn't adapt for a long time.

Sometimes, he would suddenly see the darkness around him, like an island

completely independent of the world. Sometimes he suddenly hears a few vague

electronic sounds, reporting some time and energy-related data, like a mental

patient who is beginning to hear hallucinations, and sometimes he feels that

there is always a trace of blood remaining on his body, thick and sweet.

Fishy, can't get away...

But it doesn't matter.

Look, someone hugged him indifferently...