The non-commissioned officer walked to the bed and asked in a deep voice. The boy who was called "Xiaoyang" by the non-commissioned officer turned his head and smiled at him.
The flesh and blood on the boy's face were twisted together, and a sarcoma grew on his forehead. It trembled slightly as the expression on his face changed. It looked particularly disgusting and ugly!
Of course, this is caused by taking a large amount of evolutionary crystals forcing new humans to do so.
"Dad, you know, I have no other choice."
"..." The non-commissioned officer's expression became dim when he heard this. After a long time of silence, he asked, "Aren't you afraid?"
The boy didn't care and said easily: "What's there to be afraid of? I feel more uncomfortable than death, but I still live until now, dad..." When I saw the sadness on the face of the non-commissioned officer, the boy was hesitant.
It's a bit.
"Hmm? You say, I'll listen."
"Thank you..." the boy continued.
"I've grown up..."
"I know!"
"But, I don't want to be protected by you anymore..."
"You have done enough for me. I have grown up, but unfortunately... In this era, I have lost the qualification to protect you, that mecha... is desperate for others, but Dad
You should know that it is an opportunity for me! An opportunity that you will never get without fighting hard!"
"I don't want to feel the feeling of being powerless every time I see you in crisis. What I need is not the protection you have for me all the time. What I want everyone has is the hands... feet...
"
"I really...I really desire more than anyone else! But, but... in this life...I have no chance... If I can get my hands and feet again, I am willing! I am willing to pay everything, even if it is
My life!”
"Dad, let me do it, let me protect you once..."
The boy's tone was begging, and the non-commissioned officer remained silent. He held the boy's broken arm tightly and refused to let go.
This is his child. Originally, he was also a normal person with hands and feet, so he lost his limbs. That is because in the early and mid-term periods of the end of the world, the materials that could support their survival were gradually consumed, and at that time,
If you want to obtain supplies normally, you have to pass the corpse group level first, and you may not be able to obtain useful resources!
This is too dangerous, and the efforts and gains are completely inconsistent. In desperation, the non-commissioned officers at that time had no choice but to steal supplies from a team of survivors upstairs.
But unfortunately, they were caught. At that time, his child, the boy named "Xiaoyang" in front of him, was cut off his limbs by the group of survivors and became a useless man!
But it is not unreasonable to rely on good and bad fortune. Perhaps it was because he watched his child cut off his hands and feet. While anger drove away all his reason, he also broke the shackles fixed on him.
From an ordinary person to a serious new human!
But what's the use? I have indeed become stronger, but my child's limbs are hard to connect after being cut off.
Even when the end of the world came to the late stage, he evolved from the first-level new human being at the beginning to the current seventh-level new human powerhouse. No matter where he went, he had a social status that others dared not think of, but what's the use
, He still couldn't find a way to get his children to have their limbs again.
In order to allow him to grow new limbs, he even gave Xiaoyang an evolutionary crystal, trying to make him reborn with the broken limbs after becoming a new human! That is why Xiaoyang's appearance is so ugly.
The non-commissioned officer held the boy's hand tightly. He didn't know how to answer his words, or he couldn't speak at all!
Because he knew very well that this was his child’s only wish!
He choked up and at the end, he could only nodded: "You are right... You have grown up, and you should fight some things, I..." As he said that, the non-commissioned officer fell silent.
"Dad..." The boy turned around with difficulty and had to touch the other person with his hands first, but how could he touch him without his arms?
The non-commissioned officer had already stood up at this time. He suppressed the sadness in his heart and said to the outside: "Let's start."
Soon, two soldiers wearing Yunxia Base Army uniforms ran in, paid the highest respect to the non-commissioned officer, and carefully lifted the teenager's lying hospital bed, headed outside, and walked towards the long ladder.
Approached towards the huge black mecha above his head.
The non-commissioned officer stared at the figures of the two non-commissioned officers. Gradually, his tears could no longer be controlled, and they dripped across his vicissitudes of cheeks. He raised his arm with some difficulty and waved forward.
"Goodbye...my child..."
The boy on the hospital bed closed his eyes tightly. He didn't dare to look at his father's face. Tears slid through the corners of his eyes and wet his pillow.
In this way, with the help of two soldiers, the boy entered the inside of the mecha and was fixed in the control compartment that could accommodate the next adult.
The two soldiers were busy. As the red lights around them turned into green lights, the next second, a punk helmet full of technology popped up from the boy's head. The soldier pulled the helmet off and asked the boy with serious expression:
"Are you ready?"
Hearing this, the boy opened his eyes and said expressionlessly: "It's ready."
"Okay." The soldier nodded and helped the boy put on his helmet. At this time, the boy asked, "By the way, what's going on?"
"There are nine-level eighth-level zombies. After you go up, you have to face at least eight of them at once."
"Do you think I'm sure?"
"This question should be asked. If you are worried about the quality of the mecha, you can rest assured that this thing was born by everyone's efforts. Even the eighth-level zombie is difficult to damage it. As long as you have the courage, you
You can defeat them!"
"Courage..." The boy smiled self-deprecatingly. At this moment, what he probably lacked the most is courage...
Seeing the smile on his face, the two soldiers looked at each other. After a while of silence, one of the soldiers reminded: "You can think clearly. Once you choose to drive this mecha, it will overdraw your body and force it to develop.
Potential, you will have the ability to fight against the multi-level eighth-level zombies at that time, but at the same time, this will only cause irreversible damage to your body!"
"I don't know how long you can last, but after the battle, you will die too!"
The soldiers were not kidding. In fact, driving this mecha was to consume life and fight at the cost of fighting! They said every word very seriously!
The boy was unmoved and just said gratefully: "Thank you for your reminder, but this is a hard-won opportunity for me. Let me go crazy for the last time..."