Also saving all mankind today [Rebirth]

"mom, Mom, Mom?"

The thin boy crawled out of the ruins with difficulty. His original face was almost unclear, covered with dust, mud and blood, only his pair of azure blue eyes were still clear.

In fact, his clothes are very delicate and expensive, using the best fabrics and workmanship, but these two points have no effect on him, after all, the person who made this clothes did not expect to wear such exquisite clothes one day Children in costumes will face this scene.

He froze for a moment, and looked at the other side of the city in a daze. The artificial sunlight was still hanging dutifully, but it was cold.

That kind of cold... is not the color, but the atmosphere.

The atmosphere without human habitation, it seems that the most prosperous world has been reduced to an abandoned capital overnight.

Half of the city is full of desolation, high-rise buildings, and the cool-toned city is elegant in the original decoration of feasting and feasting, but now it is just an indescribable loneliness.

The messy stones and all kinds of waste fused together, looking from a distance, it looked like a silent dead beast, so desolate that it made people cry.

He took two steps forward lightly, but his calves were shaking all the time, and he could hardly walk.

He was holding the same soiled doll in his hand, and his thin fingers covered it tightly, as if it was all his spiritual support.

Yes, dolls...boys are not supposed to like dolls, the elder of the family repeated, before tossing his dolls into the trash.

But he still likes it very much, his dolls are different, just like other people's dolls do not have such a warm body, his dolls... are like living playmates.

The rotting garbage mixed with the doll's clean body made him look extremely pitiful. It was the first time he dared to go against the wishes of the parents. He carefully carried back his favorite doll and hid it under his bed.

Boys can't like dolls, because boys are more masculine, and they would rather spend a lot of money to send him exquisite robots.

A boy who likes dolls will not do well.

You are a child with a bright future, how can you put your interest in the hobbies of these little girls?

He obediently agreed, but carefully hid the doll.

But now...

He took two more steps forward, just two light steps, and then he tripped over the steel bars on the side, his knees bent heavily, and he knocked heavily on the stone.

But it still hurts a lot, he stared blankly at the blood gurgling from his knee, the blood was mixed together, it was so ugly that his heart seemed to be torn.

He was supposed to cry, but he didn't, maybe he had cried all his tears during the two days he was crushed under the rubble.

He had heard his mother call his name, and it was rare for a strict mother to call so anxiously, and he responded drowsily, but the voice was too small, and when he tried his best to shout, his father had already Pulled the mother away.

"Let's go...it's too late...Are you going to risk your life?!"

Mother was silent for a while without rebuttal.

Then the footsteps became farther and farther away... until they could no longer be heard.

His shouting suddenly fell silent, tears flowed down heavily, his voice was blocked in his throat, and he was still unable to utter a word.

He just wept palely and hugged his doll tightly.

——"Boys are not allowed to play with dolls, otherwise they are trash. How can you bear the expectations of your parents in the future?!"

But now there are no parents, he thought with his eyes downcast, and there was a dead silence in his eyes a little weakly.

His small figure huddled in a corner of the city, blending with the ashes, hugging his only doll.

But obviously this city is not really empty of other people, although some people hid together intact, but the predators are still swaggering forward.

He heard a few rustling sounds, he was taken aback, and subconsciously leaned back to the corner of the ruins.

However, this is not so easy, the other party is not invisible to him, as top hunters, they usually find their prey by smell.

He held his breath carefully, and then hid the doll in front of him.

It was a pretty doll, almost laughing like him, with pretty eyes and hair too.

He carefully buried his head under the doll, hoping that those... those things that came would not find him.

The rustling voice stopped here, and he even asked about the smell of his nose, but he could only grit his teeth nervously, not daring to make any sound.

Fortunately, the voice seemed to be leaving... He waited for a while, but he didn't hear any more voices. As if he breathed a sigh of relief, he carefully raised his head and blinked his eyes.

however--

He opened his eyes in horror, his blue pupils were tightly shrunk, his mouth grew tremblingly, but he couldn't make any sound out of fear.

In front of him was a magnified face. The reddish-brown skin and grinning face were his worst nightmare in the past two days.

The other party smiled at him, that kind of... a teasing smile.

He almost forgot the feeling of breathing, and also forgot to struggle and resist.

There was no need, he looked at the other party's blood-red pupils... that look was too terrifying, he happened to be facing the worst predator, and he didn't eat him immediately, but teased him with a grim smile.

Treat him like a little pastime.

Also... he is so weak, so he can only be reduced to entertainment.

In the days when he was buried under the ruins, relying on the little luck he had left, he could do nothing but cry silently while listening to the screams and cries outside, hugging his doll tightly in great panic .

Die, it's over, like the bodies he's seen through the cracks.

These red-brown-skinned demons brutally untied the corpses, and then feasted on them. Blood and screams were suppressed in these ruins.

He closed his eyes and hugged his doll tightly.

The imaginary pain was about to strike soon, he even felt the other party's breath, and soon...the other party pressed heavily on his body.

He thought a little sadly... he didn't expect to dirty his doll before he died.

"Hey—the kid behind, come out quickly."

He froze for a moment, the voice was nice, clear and steady, he even thought it was a fantasy in his great fear, after all he was really afraid of death, maybe he would imagine a superhero to save him.

But the other party was not an illusion, probably because he felt that he was too timid, the other party sighed, and then lifted the corpse of the red scale species.

It felt good to see the light again, he opened his eyes tremblingly, and subconsciously looked at the monster's body.

That monster was indeed a monster, with reddish-brown skin and an ugly face. Now this invincible monster just stood aside coldly, pierced by a huge penetrating wound in the back.

There was a lot of blood, and the monster... had blood too.

He thought for a while, then raised his head tremblingly, looking at the young man who came against the light... to save him.

The other party took two steps forward gently, and then took out a clean tissue to wipe his face.

"Can you still go?"

The other party asked softly.

His whole body trembled twice, and then he let out a sad cry like a cub.

The other party sighed softly, his strong arms hugged him gently, he was still crying and panting heavily, but he still did not forget his doll.

The young man smiled helplessly, and took his doll again.

"...Ah, why didn't I see you have such a good heart before?"

Philomena was still holding the cannon that pierced the monster's body, and she sneered lazily: "I heard that you sent your two partners to hell without any hesitation."

The little boy who was still crying was stunned for a while, his hands were still on the young man's neck in a foolish way.

He felt the slight tremor of the young man's neck, and the other party's voice was as pleasant as before.

"Maybe, but I still have a little bit of a human taste now and then."

Philomena smiled softly again, and her gaze moved across the boy's body ruthlessly: "This kind of gun is very rare and expensive, what we need to save now is more valuable human beings, I hope you can Remember that."

The boy flinched, probably to make himself look a little more valuable, and he abruptly stopped the tears that were still trembling and falling down.

In fact, she is not as tough as she looks, and there is a little pity hidden in her eyes, but her status and everything do not allow her to have such pity.

Her heart should be like her armor, in such chaos, she should make the best choice.

However, Pei Yan was different from her. He smiled softly: "You are right, but occasionally...you know, children always represent some very good hopes."

Philomena shrugged her shoulders silently, the iris-colored ponytail was still flamboyantly scattered behind her, mixed with the huge gun in her hand.

The boy was probably frightened by the young and powerful female general, and he tightened the collar of the young man in front of him in fear.

He was so scared... afraid that the only person who could save him would also leave.

Fortunately, the young man just patted him on the shoulder gently.

Then he seemed to relax all his emotions. He was overworked. Although he was still holding his doll tightly, his body was too weak after almost no food for two days.

Pei Yan kept up with Philomena's pace, and he also sighed twice in his heart.

Philomena is quite right, in such an accident...someone is destined to be sacrificed, and human resources and power may be even smaller than imagined.

But...he still has due respect for life, just like the soft life in his arms.

Then he heard the other party wrap his arms around his neck again before falling into a coma.

"……dad."

"..."

Hmm, something doesn't seem quite right.