Lu Mingfei turned his attention back to the incompletely explored darkroom.

There is also a precision small engraving machine placed on the workbench with the mirror, and the pale silver large-caliber bullets are neatly stacked in the mahogany box.

The surface of each bullet was engraved with intricate patterns. Lu Mingfei rubbed it gently with his fingers and could feel that these patterns contained extraordinary power.

Chu Zihang's attention was on the cork board in front of the workbench, which was covered with pictures pinned with thumbtacks.

Lu Mingfei glanced at them and ignored them. These photos were all of women and children, and there was no important information.

But for Chu Zihang, these photos represent the man's precious memories.

The protagonist of the photos is without exception the mother. The man’s photography skills are very good. Under his lens, the mother is so changeable, and every change is so beautiful.

Chu Zihang imagined the man holding a cigar in his mouth, using tweezers to fish out one photo after another from the pool, fixing them on the wooden board with thumbtacks, and watching them slowly dry——

Those were his wife and children that once belonged to him, but now they can only be seen in his viewfinder.

Drunk, he took out a red pen and wrote on the edge of the photo, as if he was talking to the woman in the frame:

"This is the first year since you left me. You look good."

This is the second year, please don’t be so haggard.”

"In the third year, you gained weight."

"In the fourth year, I have less time to think of you."

"In the fifth year, the number will continue to decrease."

"It's the sixth year, but I still miss you."

…

"Dad...how many responsibilities have you shouldered before you were willing to leave alone like this?"

Chu Zihang gently touched these photos and handwriting with his fingers and murmured to himself.

"It's better to wait until you see him and ask him. Now bring a knife to help."

Lu Mingfei interrupted Chu Zihang's thoughts and pulled out a heavy silver suitcase from under the workbench, with a half-luxurious and half-withered world tree engraved on the surface.

Chu Zihang was startled. He had seen this style of suitcase before.

That night, Dad used it as bait, trying to buy him a chance of survival.

The box was tightly sealed, with no combination lock and only one card slot, but it was obviously the fastest way to cut it open with Murasame.

Murasame once again became an unpacking tool. When the box was opened, Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up - although his golden eyes were already dazzling enough:

"Oh haha."

The box is filled with all kinds of cold firearms, Glock, Beretta, M1887 lever-action shotgun——

Chu Zihang recognized this dangerous thing. It was this kind of shotgun that Arnold Schwarzenegger threw in "Terminator".

In addition, the box even contains a disassembled Barrett M82A1 large-caliber sniper rifle.

There are various types of bullets at the bottom of the box, and each bullet is painted with a different pattern. Some bullets are even listed separately on one side, with the bottom painted red to indicate their danger.

Chu Zihang took a breath, this was simply a small arsenal!

Lu Mingfei was a little excited. He hadn't smelled the smell of gunpowder for a long time. He took out a Beretta and played with it:

"Although it's light, at least it's a gun... Sure enough, you still need a gun. How can you purify the aliens without a gun!"

"Our current status is still students... this is not appropriate."

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei, who was hanging the pistol on his waist, and reminded him with a strange expression.

"Uh...okay."

Lu Mingfei then remembered that he was living in a peaceful and legal society and could not walk around with a gun so arrogantly that he reluctantly put the gun back in the box.

"We haven't figured out the identity of our father yet, and what our eyes represent."

Chu Zihang whispered.

"He's a mixed race."

Lu Mingfei pushed the suitcase back under the table and said.

"Mixed breed?"

Lu Mingfei nodded:

"Human and false gods, or human and alien, that is, those hybrid beings of the dragon race. I guess it is most likely the latter."

In the negotiation with the little devil Lu Mingze just now, the other party mentioned "super hybrid".

After connecting the information here, Lu Mingfei quickly guessed the conclusion.

"Your father is a hybrid human with an alien form. He infiltrated this city in order to find or kill the false god."

"Since you are his son, it is normal for you to inherit some of his alien blood."

Chu Zihang seemed to be accepting the fact of digestion. He was silent for a while before asking:

"What about you? Do you also have alien blood?"

"...Although I really don't want to admit it, I do have that alien bloodline called dragon."

"If I see my parents later, I will have to ask them a question."

Lu Mingfei sighed.

The pure human blood was suddenly mixed with unclean things, which was a bit of a shock to him.

"Then what should we do now? I only have one pair of sunglasses. It might be a little noticeable if we go out with these eyes."

Chu Zihang said.

"Calm down and pray to the emperor devoutly."

"As a warrior of the Emperor, you must first learn to control your emotions and keep your mind calm at all times."

"Exactly from now on, I teach you to confess your faith to Him."

Lu Mingfei's face became serious. Since the other party chose to believe in the emperor, he must start with a confession of faith:

With every bit of my strength,

With every inch of my will,

With every ounce of my soul,

I swear,

my soul and my faith,

Belongs to the Immortal Emperor,

Shepherd of the soul.

…

By the time Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang walked out of Room 062, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The golden eyes of both of them have been extinguished and returned to their normal appearance.

"It's a bit late."

Chu Zihang closed the door of room 062 and locked it.

The smell of kerosene in the corridor is still strong, and the old incandescent lamps flicker, making the place look more like a horror movie scene where something is destined to happen.

"I have to go back quickly. I hope aunty left my meal."

Lu Mingfei said.

Returning to the liquidation team office on the first floor, Uncle Shui had already left. Chu Zihang put the key back in the drawer and wrote a note on the table.

"Don't you keep the key? You can find a place and move everything out."

"It's okay. I took a soft offset and made a mold. I can make two new ones later."

Chu Zihang said.

At night, the abandoned factory area is in a dead darkness. It is probably cloudy, and you can't even see the stars in the sky. You can't see your fingers when walking on the road.

But this is nothing to Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang. Their eyes can now see normally in the dark, probably due to the influence of the alien blood in their bodies.

"clang!"

Suddenly, a melodious bell rang out from the ruins of the factory.


Chapter completed!