In the dense forest, the dusk light and shadow were no longer enough to illuminate the branches and leaves, and slowly receded at a feeble speed like the tide, leaving only the strange trees and rocks abruptly revealing their original shapes.

The prosperous leaves dropped their heads in disappointment, closing at a slow but firm speed, clinging to each other and getting ready to spend the cold night in the dense forest. Countless migratory birds also flew back from the forest, burrowed into their nests and no longer moved rashly, only daring to use their

Blind and ignorant eyes glanced secretly, guarding against the crisis I didn't know where.

Harris cut through the obstacles ahead, following the established route of Gotz's mountain patrol, and quickly moved closer to their destination. They had to arrive before it completely darkened.

"Gots, how confident are you that you can successfully drive that thing away this time?"

Harris took some time to chat with Goetz. Although he was about to step into the unknown, there was great pressure on him. But he didn't want to pass this pressure on to others. Goetz had experienced a failure and was already exhausted physically and mentally. If

Falling into despair again will be a fatal blow to him.

Gotz walked behind in silence, and after a long time he said: "The holy seal I drew only delayed its pace for a short time, and finally let it leak out. I don't know if it will be effective next time. This time

It was so sudden..."

"Yes...it's too sudden..."

Harris said quietly.

"Who do you think is infected by the meme?"

"There are too many suspicious people. Dart has been here for a long time and has become accustomed to these things, but he always keeps a distance and has no further contact. However, we have no way of determining whether he will be there after his wife's death."

Later, my temperament changed drastically."

"There is also Sebala. He and his grandson have unknown origins. Even the Voyager Alliance can't find out their identities before they came. If they have ulterior motives, they can hide them under the fog."

"Old Kai's grandson is also ready to take action recently. He independently controls the sea ships and starts running routes. They are the last family of contract survivors on the mainland and may be infected by the meme at any time."

Harris counted these suspicious people in detail, but in the end he could not be sure.

Goetz shook his head: "You have forgotten Marcus."

Harris thought about it carefully and shook his head: "Marcus is a special case. Coming from an alien world, he is the least likely person to come into contact with these things, but he vaguely seems to know something. We went to talk to him last time

After contacting him, he made it clear that he was not interested, so this was a good choice."

"It seems he was just an unlucky witness to the incident," Goetz said as he crossed the cliff.

Harris laughed loudly and said: "Gots, you're not still doubting that Marcus followed you to the lake, right? In that situation, when you fell into the lake, even I couldn't find you, how could he possibly

One hit and it hits.”

But as he spoke, Harris sighed: "But I really hope that it is Marcus who is infected with the meme. If it is him, after I give him the Perrin potion, the problem will be solved."

A tunnel is like a tragic wound, deeply rooted in the valley opposite the lagoon. The entrance layer of the mine seemed to have been blasted by both inside and outside, nakedly exposed to the moonlight. The overturned soil layer remains to this day.

There is still no grass growing, and the traces of scraping, hitting, corrosion, and penetration by the huge twisted limbs are completely preserved.

Only the black and white tomb is still there, standing still and watching with cold eyes.

While talking, Harris and Goetz gradually stopped, stopped in front of the valley under the pale moonlight, looked at the thorny open-air tunnel, and took a deep breath.

"Dad Hook, what did you do back then..."

…………

Wanderers stay homeless throughout their lives.

Little Hook once stole a set of decent clothes and came to the police station claiming to be a lost child.

Naturally, he couldn't find his relatives with his vague description, so he was naturally placed in an orphanage.

It's all part of his plan.

It wasn't until he was taught the concept of "home" in literacy class that he felt strange. Other abandoned children said that the place in their original memories was home. Children who grew up in welfare institutions said that this is their home.

.

But Little Hook couldn't understand. In his memory, was the dirty and chaotic alleyway in the slums home? Is this place where countless children died of hypocrisy and cruelty a home?

So during a typhoid fever season, little Hooker took advantage of the chaos and escaped.

The memory after that has been confused. Was he sold to the mine by a trafficker first, or was he tricked into the mine by a bastard?

Anyway, by the time he came to his senses, he was already sweating profusely in the trust group's mine, surrounded by these incompetent adults.

Antonio always bullies him and beats him up when he can't argue, but once someone bullies him, he will become furious and fight against everyone.

Dolanco always did his job unhurriedly and turned a blind eye to what was going on around him. However, when he saw that the young Hook couldn't swing his mining pick, he smashed his own mining pick and made a small one.

.For this reason, he dug for two days with blood on his hands.

Browning is a cowardly and honest man who dares not offend anyone. I heard that he surrendered on the battlefield without firing a shot and was later sold to the mine. But as long as Browning is on the same team as the mine, Little Hook will find out.

Some more ore quietly appeared in his own mining basket.

The smuggler Kay was added in the middle. He originally lived at sea. From the first day he came to the mine, he suffered from severe acclimatization, vomiting and diarrhea, and was almost reduced to a skeleton. But he was stunned.

I survived and joined this scumbag gang. Relying on slick tactics, I got everyone from low-quality cigarettes to coarse-filtered beer and other prohibited materials from time to time.

But Old York is not among them.

This old man was the last to join, but he came from behind to win unanimous recognition from everyone and became the leader of the team.

Obviously this person is just a liar!

The way he talks in a low voice is like a hawker selling illegal drugs on Mouse Street. The way he makes plans impassioned is like a teacher in an orphanage who lures a little boy into his room.

So Little Hook didn't believe anything he said.

Whether it was the plan to escape from the mine, the blueprint for overseas development, or the brilliant achievements in the ore town. He always watched Old Yorkson's every move with a cold eye, and used the most vicious words to speak ill of everything. Even if his companions were against one after another.

His blood was boiling with victory, but he still stubbornly stood firm in the fortress called prejudice and refused to give in.

This perseverance lasted for decades until my hair turned gray and my skin was covered with wrinkles.

The man who had transformed from Little Hook into Father Hook stood in front of that behemoth for the second time.

At this time, the dark mine had turned into a ruin of time and space. In the uncertain chaos, an ugly and shapeless head grew. As the neck continued to lengthen, bulging bulges began to appear on it.

Eye.

"bring it on……"

Although Father Hook closed his eyes and was alone in a twisted place beyond all human imagination, he could still imagine the scene in front of him.

Hanging on that chaotic, inhuman, disgusting, and deformed body composition is a human face with eyes closed.
Chapter completed!