God's Prayer and Nightwish

Unlike Humati, where there are planned routes and airports everywhere, there is only one large free port in Limburg, facing the direction of the wasteland. It is composed of countless criss-crossing freight tracks and vertical elevators in series, like a crazy logistics city.

The mooring ports for public opening and private lease are roughly [-]-[-], occupying the gap of the entire upper and lower five floors in the south of Limburg. Every day, hundreds of spaceships of different sizes come and go from the wasteland or Humorti, with a large amount of supplies and people Take off and land without stopping.The searchlights on the ship, the lighting lights of the port, the marking lights of the freight tracks and taxiways, combined with the lights of countless bars, restaurants, and hotels in the background, it is as bright as day at night.

After the two entered the port, Mio's first thought was: "This is a bit like a wasteland market."

Hiji was also taken aback by the busy scene in front of him: "Oh? Is there such a lively place in the wasteland?"

Mio looked around, and felt differently than Fancheng Market: "The wasteland is quiet at night, not here."

Hiji nodded: "I also think of one. In ancient times, the Panama Canal connected the Atlantic Ocean and the Pacific Ocean. There were pirate cities like this on both sides. The whole village was filled with smog and smog, full of bars, brothels, and hotels." Before he finished speaking, Suddenly two people who were arguing loudly beside them suddenly started fighting.

Hiji stepped aside, and the two of them happened to roll where he was standing just now and wrestled into a ball. He continued, "When there is alcohol or the spoils are not evenly distributed, conflicts like this often occur."

"It's as if you've seen it before." Mio snorted.

"Really, I've seen a documentary, and then a tsunami swallowed half of the villages to the bottom of the sea." Hijiru's blood splashed on his trouser legs, and he moved aside again.

Mio gave him a horrified look: "Your story gets dark pretty quickly."

"No," Hiraji explained, "Those bars and streets are well preserved on the bottom of the sea, and you can still see wine bottles on the shelves when you dive down..."

He was silent, because now the whole world has become so barren.

One of the people involved in the brawl was pushed to the ground and punched on the face door—his cheekbone was hit hard, causing him to go into shock. The nosebleeds and cracked corners of his mouth were mixed together. The scene was not very good, but the people around Not only did no one persuade them to fight, they didn't even take a second look, as if they were already used to it.

The two observed for a while, but they didn't see the wanted portraits all over Limburg. "Land outside the law." Mio said, and then asked: "What seems to be the most valuable thing in your pile?"

Kuruji thought for a while - not "the most valuable", but "the one that looks the most valuable", he nodded knowingly, moved a little closer, blocked the outside view with their bodies, and handed out a platinum-gold obsidian-studded Give him the tie clip: "Let's just say it's black crystal, it's all silicon dioxide anyway."

Mio squinted at him: "According to what you said, the chemical elements of diamonds and pencils are the same, both are carbon."

Hiji couldn't help laughing: "That's what it means."

Mi Ao also seemed to find it a little funny, but he still kept a straight face and just said, "Profit."

Unexpectedly, the two cooperated very smoothly without prior agreement. Mio showed his weapons all over his body fiercely and played the role of a black face, and Hijiki pretended to be a white face with slanderous words, which can be called a golden sales combination. Only a tie clip and a cuff button can be exchanged for a rather expensive pen refill.

While the two were asking about the price and comparing the cost of the barge, Hiroshi suddenly said, "Listen, I...I need to apologize to you."

Mio glanced at him, and immediately realized: "You know?"

Hiji was stunned for a moment, and replied, "No."

Mio: "Then why are you apologizing?"

Siji said: "I don't know the specifics. You don't have to say it if you don't want to, but Yeyuan obviously offended you. He did something wrong. That means I didn't teach it well."

"The relationship between the two of you is really weird." Mio said vaguely, "He doesn't know what he is facing at all, and you are the same. Maybe your last name can solve everything in 'above', but in other places That's not the case, under the altar, killing people has no consequences, but can be profitable, no matter who you are."

Hiji felt that there seemed to be something in his words, but he didn't delve into it, and said calmly, "You're right."

"No matter what, I want to use money to solve everything, as if everything else is unimportant, so I hate dealing with Humoti people." Mio said bluntly.

"It's not that it's not important, but... I don't know how to measure it," Hiroshi thought for a while, and said, "I don't know if there is any stable and trustworthy way to deal with other than money, whether it's father and son, or brothers. , are just a symbol, in the end you can only choose to believe in rights and money.”

"Then who is that?" Mio asked.

"You said Yeyuan?" Hiji raised his eyebrows and glanced at him in surprise—Yeyuan was neither his relative nor classified as a friend, so he said after a while, "He's different."

Mio was noncommittal and did not speak again.

The two changed a lot of dry food and drinking water, and walked back with big bags and small bags. When they passed by a large advertisement in the arena, Hiji suddenly thought: "That kid looks careless, but he is actually very protective. Yours, when you finished the game, we asked him why he wasn't worried about your injury, and he was very strict. But...it is estimated that Yewish already had doubts before that, so he paid special attention."

"You don't need to explain it to him," Mio said, "He is very easy to trust others, plus he is short-sighted. Based on my understanding of him, I didn't tell you that it may not be because of vigilance, but because he doesn't think it's a big deal at all. .”

Mi Ao recalled that when he was in the Fancheng Market, An Xi and he learned the secret of his blood from Feng Yi'an at the same time - his father was infected with a mutated virus but made his mother pregnant without knowing it. He didn't become a mutant, and his genes had already mutated, which led to him becoming such a species that wanders between mutants and humans.Although I have doubts for a long time—after all, he has been scratched and bitten by mutant people many times since he was a child, and he has not mutated, and his wounds always heal faster than others, but he really saw the strange appearance of his cells, heard the news and sat down. In real time, it is inevitable that they still cannot respond.

"Anxi was very calm at the time, as if he didn't think it was a big deal. Do you know? Before I met him, he lived in a dark radiation shelter for 16 years. There were only a dozen floors up and down. There are only seven NO.80 people in the cave. So after walking out of there, the whole world is new to him, whether it is a high-level mutant who is frightened by others, or you who can turn stones into gold in Humoti. Well, I, whose genes are obviously different from ordinary people, are all new to him, there is no prejudice, and there is no difference." He seemed to think of something, chuckled, "'but Mio is Mio Ah', that's what he said at the time."

After getting along these days, it was the first time Hijiu heard him talk so much, so he nodded.

After walking two steps, he suddenly said with emotion: "Amazing."

Mio glanced at him sideways, and Hiroji praised from the bottom of his heart: "'You are you', even if I can't think of a better way to answer."

Hearing that Anxi was being praised, Mi Ao snorted and laughed, pretending not to care, and scoffed: "This is the power of natural stupidity."

The two took down the port numbers and flight times of several feeder ships—ships heading to the wasteland, to the coastline, and to Humati all had fixed positions, and began their return journey down.

Now that Mio has not shy away from talking about this matter, Hiroji continued the previous topic and said: "Although you may not care about it, if I knew it in advance, I would never agree to him going for a blood test, it is too dangerous And this kind of experiment that tampers with human genes and regards itself as the creator is too arrogant. Even if it is really successful, you get this kind of medicine that can greatly enhance human repair ability and combat effectiveness. No, it should be said to be drugs. Greatly break the balance of power in the existing world, and the whole world will become a huge arena."

Mio carried a large bucket of water in one hand and some compressed bread on his arm. He climbed down the slide bar and said, "This is not good? When the time comes, you will arrest me and lock me up in the laboratory. As the sole supplier and origin of drugs, if you inject yourself a little more, why are you afraid of your stepmother and uncle?"

Hijiri followed behind him, disapproving: "I'm not a villain in a superhero movie, why would I do such a thing."

"In the short term, the effect is not good, there are too many uncontrollable factors in the experiment, the investment is large, and the timeline is long." Hijiri habitually analyzed the feasibility and drawbacks of the Nightwish Project, like the old-fashioned way of grading students' homework, without Note that when he jumped to the ground, the hem of his clothes was caught by a loose iron nail, and a huge hole was pulled out with a "呲啦".

Mio didn't hold back: "Pfft——"

Zhou Sita looked down with black lines all over his head, and sighed helplessly: "Hey, forget it, just wear a tuxedo."

"Just to tell you that your clothes are not suitable for activities." Mio gloated.

"But you understand, Yewish can discover this matter, and more people will discover it in the future. You still have to fight one day, and this secret cannot be kept forever." Hiji finally said this.

The hustle and bustle of the port gradually faded away, and only the sound of the night wind and waves remained around. After walking quietly for a while, Mio unexpectedly spoke up: "When I was young... I used to, The whole idea of ​​life is to be alive. Today I can earn food and water during the day, and I can avoid the attack of mutant monsters at night. That’s it. Later, when I grew up, survival was no longer the biggest problem. I began to try to be like... To live with more dignity and principles.”

The other party didn't know Master and Team Ming anyway, so he simply omitted their names.

Hisagi was a little surprised—he didn't expect that the other party would be willing to say these confessional words to him, so he stared and said, "You don't mean to kill me after telling me this."

Mio showed an annoyed expression and said, "That's the plan."

Hiji was a little amused, and said, "Go ahead, then?"

"At the same time, I also found that some people in this world are destined not to be dignified. It is not what I thought when I was 15 years old. You can become stronger by practicing guns and fighting hard," Mio said. The gap, sometimes, no, is the gap between dimensions."

Hiji finally understood why he said this to himself, and sighed: "That's right, but how far do you have to climb to live with dignity?"

Mio showed a mocking expression: "When I saw you, I thought, even the young master Humati, who is beyond the reach of the entire wasteland, is not living well and not free."

Hisuji raised his eyebrows, but he was not offended, he shrugged his shoulders after showing his torn clothes sideways, meaning—yes, that's how embarrassing he was.

"No matter how much money a person has, if he can't do what he wants to do, go where he wants to go, and protect the people he wants to protect..." Mio spoke slowly, and kept revising his words, but Hiroji didn't interrupt.

"I never feel that I am particularly lucky, nor do I hypocritically feel how unfortunate I am," Hiraji said, "It's just my role in this world, and it would be too out of style to feel sorry for myself."

Mio raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and continued: "After a while, everything was disrupted. The way I live, the principles I adhere to, and the pace of my actions are easily messed up."

"How does it feel?" Hiji asked, "It feels like a compromise."

Mio stopped and thought about it, and said honestly: "It was a bit scary at first, but it's not bad as time goes by."

He used to think that the world was very big, but then he suddenly discovered that the world is actually very small, so small that some people can cover it all with their palms.And his body obviously became stronger than before, but his soul seemed to be more fragile again, and he even began to have more absurd and unrealistic expectations.

"It's because of a weakness." Hijiri said.

Mio looked back at him in surprise—the other party seemed to have heard what was in his heart, but Hiji stood there, as if he suddenly realized something serious.

He raised his head and blinked his eyes, and Mio looked at him suspiciously: "Are you stupid?"

"Is that so?" Hiroshi asked inexplicably.

"This man is stupid." Mio didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned back and continued, "Here we are."

When the two came back, Anxi and Nightwish were still entrenched in a corner holding their knees in a daze as before they left.Ye Yuan saw Si Si come back, and wanted to go over to please the master, but he didn't dare to move because of the other party's previous anger and orders.

Mio built a fire in the corner, and Anxi strolled over lazily to watch him slice the bread and toast it on both sides—the bread slices immediately became fragrant and crispy.

Hi Siben was counting the deposits and supplies, took a distracted look, and said with a black face: "This can't be the knife you used to kill people before."

Mio said, "You don't have to eat it."

Anxi's eyes frequently drifted over to look at Yewish in the corner, and poked Mio, Mio avoided his shoulder and said, "I won't go, you have to go by yourself."

Anxi opened her round eyes again and desperately hinted at Hiji, Hiji quickly glanced at Yewish calmly - today's sea breeze is stronger than yesterday, and the air is cooler and more humid.Nightwish's body temperature is always a little lower than his, yesterday he nestled softly in his arms, today he hid at the base of the wall like an abandoned dog, not even the flames could reach it.

Hiji turned around, turned his back to Yeyuan and said in a low voice: "If you do something wrong, you should reflect on yourself. When you figure it out, he will come over and communicate. This is part of education."

Mio nodded almost in a daze, and his eyes changed when he looked at Hiroji again.

Nightwish over there has not been locked up like this for a long time. This happened more often before he was 15 years old. Now he is hungry and cold, which is actually very similar to when he was punished when he was a child—although the master never I will not order him not to eat, but as long as the irritating master is punished to the bottom cabin, other servants will not send him food. This is something the master has never known.

Once a person is hungry, the world he faces seems to be much darker. He thought endlessly—it seemed that he really didn’t help his master at all except causing trouble. He thought about the fact that he was robbed by a teenager , I also thought that on the day before boarding the New Century, instead of doing my duty to help the master prepare well, I even pestered him to "celebrate my birthday" for myself.

He also thought that after the matter was settled and they went back to Humoti, he would just watch the master and Miss Anna continue to go on a blind date and get married.If he didn't go back, he wouldn't be able to earn any money, and now even Anxi hated him.

Regret and self-loathing slowly gain the upper hand, and Yeyuan suddenly has a whim—is blonde hair really valuable?If I still have such a little use, can I exchange some money for the master to help him return to Humati?

At that time, I will no longer exist here, and the outsiders who know Mio's secret will also disappear, so I will rest in peace.

He raised his eyes and looked at the three people around the fire, thinking that the master is really powerful. Mio, who was at war with him, now sits with him peacefully, unlike himself, who always messes things up.

The master had clearly confessed that he was going to the wasteland to hire extra guards, why didn't he bring them with him when he came back from the Moon Exploration Base?At that time, it was obviously time to be alert that the situation was not simple.Why didn't he get more information from his servants and Mrs. Rott when he returned to the Eclipse alone?Even earlier, Mander and Fan Xiulian had developed such a powerful armed force silently, why didn't he discover it in time.

And... why did he push him away when the master was still willing to hug him, and said, "You don't understand anything?"

Thinking here suddenly stagnated for a moment, and Ye Yuan suddenly realized something that he hadn't thought about before.

In order to ensure that the prototype of his plan can withstand further deduction, he must first verify whether there is indeed something unusual about Mio's blood. If not, the plan will be cancelled. If there is, he will plan the next step.Only with this information can he make a reasonable transaction proposal based on sufficient information, and understand where the negotiation advances and retreats.

These are his thoughts this morning.

But what if—all this isn't, or shouldn't be, a negotiation, a deal?

He suddenly discovered that the essence of the whole plan was entirely based on one premise: that is, if the "employment fee" was not paid, the other party had no reason to provide cooperation.

This is not only the rule of getting along with strangers, but also the way of communication between business partners, and even relatives have to distinguish between pros and cons.

But the question raised by Anxi is not in this category - friend, how should a friend deal with it?

Ye Yuan took a deep breath, and suddenly understood everything - isn't this the same as the conversation he had with the master before?At that time, the owner tried his best to persuade him to put forward a material wish so that he could bind his loyalty with peace of mind. Today, because he doesn't believe in the fetters of friendship, he is desperately trying to exchange his wealth and future for the important person of the other party. This is not the same of it?

Ye Yuan thought that when the master said those words, his heart seemed to have a big hole filled with cold wind.

So, is Anxi so sad now?

"Rest in peace," Ye Yuan walked over a few steps—he squatted for too long, his legs were sore and numb, but he didn't dare to get too close, his face was still in the darkness, and asked softly: "How much do you want to say to me?" Words?"

An'an got up, and then realized that he was too eager, and hesitated for two seconds in vain, before nodding: "Yes."

Hiji didn't look up, but concentrated on the can in his hand.

The two walked a little further away, and Hiroshi suddenly asked in a low voice, "What did they say?"

Mio glanced at him in disbelief: "Don't you want to know?"

"When did I say that, hurry up." Hijiru said calmly.

With a troublesome expression on Mio's face, he said flatly, "He's apologizing, blahblahblah..."

Hiji raised his head abruptly, and whispered, "What is blahblah? Please translate well."

"Are you ordering me?" Mio rolled his eyes, but still said: "Shouldn't measure everything with material things, and shouldn't distrust him, what arrogance and self-righteousness...I can't hear what I said Understood, go and listen yourself, okay?"

Hiji took another look secretly - Ye Yuan should be a few years older than that boy, but now he also has the expression of crying or not, exactly the same as his childhood virtue.

Sometimes he felt that Nightwish had grown to a point that was unfamiliar to him, and at these times, the little golden retriever that fell from the bookcase was overlapping him again.

"Oh, now he said that although he didn't think carefully, he never wanted to put us in danger from the beginning to the end." Miobi stroked his rest, "We."

"Then the stupid sheep said 'I believe in you'." Mio made a helpless and doting expression, and said in a broken voice: "What, I believe it like this, no wonder I'm always being deceived, it's so embarrassing Heart……"

Hisuji smiled inaudibly, and Mio was still working as an interpreter: "Then the cunning golden retriever said, can I hug you... wait, no!"

He yelled out the last three words, Ye Yuan and An Xi were startled by him, Ye Yuan withdrew his hand, honestly said "Oh", and really stopped hugging.

Day Si said displeased, "Why are you so fierce?"

Anxi twitched her shoulders with a "huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" and opened her arms to encircle Yeyuan with her arms in her arms.

"Okay, okay," Mio couldn't sit still when he saw this, "Come over and say it when you've cried enough."

The four of them sat by the fire again, and Hijiri didn't say much from the beginning to the end, but Yewan could feel it—the warmth of the firelight illuminated his skin, and the bone-chilling cold seemed to be finally fading away.