Before I could open my eyes, I already felt the gale blowing on my face, and when I opened my eyes at this time, I was afraid that my eyeballs would burst, and my eyelids couldn't cover it, and my facial features were about to be oppressed and displaced by the wind, and I couldn't breathe in my chest.

Fortunately, deep in the brain, a warm current relieves the external pain, liberates some of the oppressed feelings, and allows the senses to function normally.

"I'm sorry, my child. ”

A murmur came from high in the sky, and soon it was no longer heard.

The feeling of weightlessness makes the whole person feel bad, what is the situation?

I tried to adjust my body a little, and finally I was able to keep the wind out of my face, and I was able to open a slit a little bit and see what was going on outside.

The black bumpiness, the occasional dark light, the eyes that seem to be staring in the dark, below, a messy and violent feeling is getting closer and closer, the sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger, and the next moment it will be torn to pieces by the strange force below.

What's going on?

In a very short period of time, quickly grab the memory of the original owner to check, very good, a newborn child, know a fart, the next one, the plot.

- The growth history of a little villain?

I didn't have time to look closely, but I just judged a little, he was destined to fall, fortunately he wouldn't die if he fell, and unfortunately, if he fell, he was destined to be a villain in the future.

In a short period of time, before I had time to think more, my body had already come into contact with that force, it was an invisible force that could quickly invade, the meridians and bones, the feeling of breaking inch by inch was more uncomfortable than death, and the flesh and blood that should have exploded with it only flowed out and collapsed a little, most of which still existed, and the most intact part was the head.

This is not because of the stiffness of the head, but because of the racial nature of the body.

"Bang", not the sound of landing, but the feeling of hitting on the quagmire, the soft power from the quagmire makes the body much better, and at the same time, the power that invades the body is also one more, effectively alleviating the damage caused by the previous power, and connecting the bone meridians again, only this time there is an extra layer of black light of the same color as the quagmire.

What is revealed on the outside is that there is a black spider web-like pattern on the face, as if someone has carefully depicted it on the cheeks, which has a special beauty.

The impact on the head was the most obvious, I was afraid that it was not a concussion, and my eyes did not open again, and I could feel some mud splashes on my eyelids.

The weak little arm tried to lift up, but only moved his fingers and sank into the mud.

"Another one. ”

A voice said this, dull and cold.

"Not dead?" the voice was a little surprised, but it didn't last, and soon, just as the baby was about to sink into the mire completely, a force lifted him up and lifted him above the mire.

It was obviously a black quagmire, sticking like a swamp trapped in a human being, but after the force lifted the child, the mud that had covered the child before quickly slipped down like a living thing, and a few scattered points also fell like droplets, revealing the child's white skin again.

Good, saved.

The warm current in my brain has disappeared, and when I realize this, I can no longer hold on, and my eyes that I try to open only pull out a gap, and I see a darkness outside, no, nothing.

This is a special world, the development of genes is almost to the extreme, together with the development of the brain domain, as well as the level of spiritual power, the level of physical arts, or something, if it is purely regarded as a future interstellar world, it seems that it is okay, the difference is that there are ancient customs, and there are also legends that belong to the old gods.

That bad custom is very simple, every newborn child will be sent for testing, the result of the test is almost life-deciding, and has nothing to do with all the acquired efforts, talent determines status and height, there may be commoner children because of good talent and one step to the sky, there may also be noble children because of poor talent and degraded to commoners.

Of course, the children of the average nobility would not be sent to be commoners.

The nobility, who are said to be descendants of the Divine Sons inherited from the bloodline of the Old Gods, will directly use the children with poor talents as sacrifices and throw them into the black abyss, hoping to maintain the myth of some kind of bloodline, so that all the descendants will be gifted divine sons, rather than commoners who have fallen from the altar.

All the children who are sacrificed to the Black Abyss are destined to be dishonorable, like natural disasters, they can only fight poison with poison, and they can be used as sacrifices.

It's an age-old practice.

It may be due to the evolution of the law of the jungle, just as in nature, it is possible for a weak offspring to be killed by their parents first, so that the other party will not die at the mouth of a predator.

From another point of view, choosing the poor as a sacrifice is also a scientific use of the population, and the strong cannot be regarded as a sacrifice, and the future of the population is really unpredictable.

But the times are different, the current era, is no matter what kind of people, even civilians can live a good life, do not worry about food and clothing, do not worry about marriage, can not find a partner of the country can be scientifically distributed, to ensure that the genetic match degree must be above 80%, can meet the next generation of eugenics.

Eugenics as much as possible.

It turns out that no matter how much the genetic match is, even if it is a strong alliance between nobles, there will always be some children with poor talent in the end.

The original owner is one of them.

When he didn't even have a name, he was thrown into the abyss, or his mother did it herself, and there may only be that "I'm sorry" with it.

Resentment, hatred, or some other energy that belongs to the infant spirit, plus the power that existed here about the old god or some other remnant before, I don't know how many years of time, this black abyss gave birth to an existence, and the other party saved the original owner who fell into the quagmire and did not die.

He is not the first, nor is he the last, and when these resentful children grow up, they become the best destabilizing factor, the tentacles of that being to reach out to the outside world.

This is the inevitable path of villains, and it does not depend on the meaning of these children, because when they are torn apart by the energy of the □□ and filled and healed by the power of the quagmire, they are the children who belong to that existence, which is a very wonderful state, and they will inevitably become tentacles.

It felt as if it was parasitized.

"Parasite, what's it?"

A somewhat dry voice seemed to sound directly in his head, making him open his eyes suddenly, and then saw the people in front of him who were almost as white as a light source in the darkness, they had dark pupils, white hair, and white skin, black patterns like cobwebs in different positions on the skin, and their bodies were not covered in the slightest, they just stood there naked, naked, naked, and the eyes that looked at him seemed to be looking at him, and they didn't seem to be looking at him, very strange.

Well, in this environment, there is about the same distance between what you can see and what you can't see.

The baby blinked, and in a short period of time, the spiritual power of subconscious cultivation began to have some effect, "Who are you?"

"Parasite, what's it?"

The previous voice asked again, their lips didn't move, and the baby couldn't even tell who was talking, well, using mental power to transmit sound, maybe it didn't have to be so complicated.

But, who is it?

It was a habit that he still wanted to look at the person who asked the question.

It seems that the spiritual power directly expresses his meaning, and a person steps forward, a very young boy, who seems to be the tallest teenager inside.

"Parasite, what's it?"

The problem arose for the third time.

This time, many things have already been felt, the baby blinked, very innocent, but the mental power was answering: "It seems to be the kind of thing that suddenly appeared in the body with me." ”

It's a sinister environment, and it's in dire need of Occlumency!

Okay, he can also use his spiritual power as a barrier, but even if the laws of this world allow spiritual power to exist, and even if he is lenient enough to cultivate enough spiritual power to talk in a short period of time, it is still a little bit short of time to completely shield his thoughts and thoughts from being prying eyes of others.

The baby opened his mouth, yawned a little, closed his eyes, and went to sleep, he was still a child, and he still needed sleep to grow.

Empty all your thoughts, don't think, don't think about anything, nothing, empty, white, blank empty...

"Parasite, what's it?"

The fourth time, the teenager asked a question, but it was not just aimed at the baby, at least the baby felt that their spirits seemed to be intertwined into a local area network, uh, or simply a chat group, one person asked questions, and the others began to answer.

"What's in the body?"

"What is it?"

"I don't know. ”

"It's my lord. ”

"It should..."

Scattered sentences are very short, and even those are not necessarily a specific pronunciation or text, the communication of mental power does not need so much, it is a communication method that can ignore the written language, as long as there is a thought, it can be turned into a specific meaning that will not deviate, so that everyone in the group can understand.

The name heard it, but it should be treated as if it didn't know, the baby still closed his eyes, empty his thoughts, as if he really didn't have any doubts, and he didn't even touch the plot again, he probably knew that this kind of thing involving the system might be hidden, but to what extent, but not necessarily, at the moment, the most important thing is to cultivate spiritual power, quickly close his thoughts, and don't let others peep.

The most frustrating thing is that he doesn't even know if this kind of closure can exclude the "adults".

Can't think, phew, I really didn't think about anything.

In the crowd, a teenager suddenly stretched out his hand and poked the same naked baby, the soft little body is always a little cute, his movements quickly attracted everyone's attention, and people continued to learn from his appearance to move their hands and feet, and the content of the communication in the chat group also shifted from "parasite" to "newcomer".

The author has something to say: thank you for liking!

The big world is divided according to the quality of the soul, the bigger the world, the stronger the law, it is not easy to pry, and there is less messy rebirth, the law is stable, and there is less gold finger plug-in, which makes the big world seem very bland.

This is the inevitable trajectory of the setting, and the stronger it is, the stronger it is. Spoiler alert, the big world is the highest level that the system can reach.

Every time I ambush the pen, I feel so excited - and then the next moment I want to say something, cover my mouth!

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of socks from the Jiu Qi family and 20 bottles of only love for the king

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