"Report...Report to Sergeant Liu, this man is out of breath..."

The speaker's voice was sharp, and he opened his mouth tremblingly, but he couldn't even utter a word.

This is a dilapidated factory, surrounded by extremely noisy, large machines that have been in disrepair for a long time "buzzing" and making noise, and the rusty mechanical arm is "creaking" twisting, the sound is extremely harsh, and it makes people feel uneasy. It was also noisy.

Suddenly there was a "slap", a slap in the face was extremely loud, and the lingering sound echoed in the narrow corridor.

The tall man with the rank of sergeant had great strength in his hand, and he beat his subordinate until the corners of his mouth bled, which shocked the other three people present to break out in cold sweat.

He cursed furiously: "You bastards! The higher-ups have strictly ordered you to catch them alive, how are you going to do it!"

The man who was beaten didn't even dare to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth. He squeezed the cold sweat and said tremblingly: "Sergeant Liu... the matter has come to an end, why don't we throw this boy's body... into the furnace Here, come here to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, and report to the superiors that he is a 'failure', and absolutely no one will find out the whole story..."

As soon as he said this, someone next to him immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, fortunately, we found that this target has not passed the news to the top..." Now we can't take credit for it, and it is good to avoid extra problems.

When tomorrow dawns, when the factory is fully operational, the hot lava in the iron furnace is enough to melt the corpse into a pool of blood. Who else can find them?

Lewis lowered his eyes, staring at the younger brother who lowered his head and lowered his eyes with extremely hostile eyes, pursing his lips thoughtfully.

Every year, the top will send a "sweeping team" to each experimental area to determine the survival rate of the "targets" in the area.The number of marked targets is so large that it is inevitable to lose one or two targets... Even if his subordinates accidentally kill this precious target, as long as they do something about it, no one will find him.

It's useless to think too much, Lewis obviously knows the powerful relationship better than a few of his subordinates, but it's rare to have a chance to claim credit, which might allow him to be promoted to a warrant officer next month, but he died halfway.

Thinking of this, he couldn't be more angry, kicked his younger brother's lower body, and cursed angrily: "Damn, I have to return to the capital star tomorrow, I finally found this 'target', what a shame!" Damn bad luck!"

After scolding, his eyes caught sight of the livid-faced, purple-lipped young man lying on the ground, but he couldn't conceal his handsome appearance.

The young man was very good-looking, his cheeks were set off by the puddle of blood on the ground, and his cheeks became whiter and more translucent, with a hint of pink, not like the dead face of a corpse at all.

Lewis frowned with two ferocious thick eyebrows, thinking that it would be good for the young man to die here, so as not to be tortured to death by the group of lunatics in the experimental base.

Lewis turned his face and spat on the ground, and said coldly, "Remember his number, and clean it up for me."

"Yes!"

The man who was kicked to the ground hurriedly crawled to the side of the corpse after he heard the elder brother's order, pulled up his arm and rolled up his sleeves, only to see a line of scarlet tattoos on his wrist: 16027x.

Lewis stood in place, turned on the blue display screen of the watch, and looked at the newly entered information on the screen: "Time (Star Era 929-20-04) number (16027x), name (Vichy), place of residence (Lausanne Star Red mining area), status (injury, accidental death).”

"Gollum..."

The corpse sank into the rotting molten iron furnace, and there was not even a small splash in the extremely dense molten liquid. Only a few strings of bubbles appeared on the greasy and dirty water, and slowly sank. Like being stuck in mud.

Luther kept a clear mind from the beginning to the end, and he had been suspicious since he heard Lewis' voice, when his "this corpse" was dragged by two of Sergeant Liu's subordinates and thrown into the dark iron furnace , his whole body was immersed in the smelly and viscous molten liquid, and when he endured the disgusting smell, Luther wanted to laugh up to the sky.

Luther Wig, in his previous life, should have been the most law-abiding leader of interstellar thieves in history. What made him famous was not his reputation for brutality, but his appearance that could cover up the stars.He did not do anything harmful to nature, nor did he intend to be an enemy of the alliance, but in the end he was ruthlessly betrayed by his best friend and crush, and was forced to die by His Highness Aristine of the alliance with the shameless reason of "forced marriage".

Everyone in the universe believed that it was his great fortune in the universe that Ludwig could be fell in love with His Highness Aristine of the Interstellar Alliance at first sight and issued a "marriage contract". ...However, what awaited Luther on the cruiser of the alliance was not a soft bed, but a cold operating table: he was forced to inject serum, conduct cell sampling and directional culture at regular intervals, and install mechanical chips in his body...

Luther recalled the unspeakable experience he had suffered, and his face was so dark that he almost gritted his white teeth: Aristine, that pervert!

Unexpectedly by Luther, Aristine's "love" for him seemed to be approaching pathological. Even if he could not get his heart, the person who wanted to get him tried to use cloning technology and implant a chip to create a well-behaved Obedient, you can let him play with "Ludwig" at his mercy!

Luther didn't want his fame to be ruined on Aristine's "bed", so he failed to escape and blew himself up to die, but not only did he not die, he also traveled through time and space and was reborn back to his boyhood!

The past seems like a dream.

Luther was only 16 years old when he was arrested by Lewis and put into the melting pot. At this time, he hadn’t met the best friend who made him fall in love, and he hadn’t met the perverted Aristine. He still had a lot of regrets to make up for...

Ludwig's body slowly sank into the rotten molten liquid, and the sticky and foul-smelling liquid injected into his nostrils, sealing his breathing. However, Luther was not afraid, because he knew that the old iron melting furnace was in disrepair. would break, and he himself would get out of here alive.

To live a new life, Luther Wig decided to do his duty as a thief: since His Highness likes to use the name of "love", he tortured His Highness in the name of "love each other"; since his best friend will choose to leave him in the end, in this life he will Keep people in your side, never let go!

He has never been a good person, and it is only because he was not bad enough in his previous life that he ended up in such a dismal end.

For the rest of my life, just have fun with them.

When the dirty molten liquid completely engulfed Luther, he saw a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Bam—"

Not long after Lewis and the others left, the iron melting furnace could no longer withstand the heavy pressure of the high-density solution in the furnace, the belly of the furnace burst, and the rusty iron skin was broken, just like the huge bloody mouth of a mutated monster. The foul-smelling and rotten water came out of the abdomen.

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Ludwig: Aristine is a pervert!

Aristine: Since you're accusing me of being a pervert, I'll give you that accusation.

Ludwig: Wait...Help!

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