The weather was exceptionally clear, and you could see dolphins leaping up almost nautical miles from the deck. Good weather usually puts a good mood, but it is not necessarily good for a battleship, which can be spotted by the enemy from a great distance.

And for Brody, it's even worse.

The familiar sound of sticks banging on the iron door again, Brody slowly opened his eyes, and found himself lying on the ground, hugging himself tightly wrapped in the quilt.

As soon as I wanted to move, I found that I was about to fall apart in pain, and I couldn't lift any strength.

The beard was actually a little timid, Brody's screams were still ringing in his ears last night, and he went to the doctor after leaving, and the doctor who had just washed up waved his hand to let him go after listening to what he said.

"I see. ”

This was the only thing he said, although he was full of breath, but the beard didn't say much, he didn't continue to patrol this night, that deep corridor, this night was particularly terrifying.

As soon as it was dawn, he got up early, and came to the cabin in fear, fearing that after the doors were opened one by one, all the children would be gone again.

Luckily, no, everyone is still there, including Brody.

Seeing the beard at the door, Brody felt a complete sense of disgust, even an impulse, to snatch his stick and smash his head to pieces.

It's this guy who locked himself in his room last night.

By the way, last night?

Brody sat up suddenly, and the events of the previous night quickly came to mind, and at the end of his memory, Z's horrible bloody face slammed into him, and then he didn't quite remember what had happened.

Shouldn't I be dead?

He looked around, and everything was the same as yesterday, except for those eyes.

It's all gone, both on the wall and on the bed. Brody pulled over the bench next to her, stuck her head down, and sure enough, it was gone.

Was it a dream? a dream that could not be more real.

Naturally, the beard had already noticed, but he still didn't dare to enter the room, and banged on the door frame with his stick, making an irritating sound.

"It's noisy!"

Brody suddenly shouted, startling the beard, like an illusion, and for days Brody was either silent or pleading.

The sudden angry rebuke is like a little lion with a fried hair. Moreover, the beard felt like Brody was a different person.

"It's time to eat. He shrugged his shoulders and said.

Hearing the meal, Brody felt that his stomach was suffocating anymore for no reason, completely with his chest against his back, and the hunger rushed straight to his mind, so strong.

He grabbed his unkempt hair and headed for the door.

The beard had already left, driving away the curious children. Everyone looked at Brody with a mixture of doubt and fear, and they all heard Brody's terrible cry, and the idea that Brody was a weirdo was undoubtedly more ingrained.

The rice was still black bread, and Brody swallowed the palm-sized bread into his stomach almost in two bites, but his stomach was still like nothing, and his hungry eyes were green.

The children sitting next to him saw Brody's hungry wolf eyes and ran away in fright, not knowing what he was going to do.

Brody didn't have the idea of robbing them of anything, and he walked over to the bearded, "I didn't have enough to eat. ”

Before the beard could speak, the door to the dining room was squeaked open, and the doctor walked in, with deep dark circles on his face and the marks on his fingers that had been held for a long time were clearly visible.

"Eat. The doctor pointed to the bucket that had been placed in the doorway, filled with brown bread.

Brody pounced, shoved into his mouth as quickly as everyone watched in horror, barely chewing, not slowing down even the pain of the rough crumbs of bread and his soft esophagus.

He ate a whole bucket of bread alone, and it was the lunch of all the children. But Brody was still unsatisfied after eating, licking the crumbs in his hand.

The doctor crouched down in front of him, looked at it carefully, then pulled out a small silver mirror and placed it in front of Brody's face.

"Have you noticed that something has changed today? ”

Brody looked at himself in the mirror, he rarely looked in the mirror, he was not so familiar with his image, but he soon noticed that something was wrong, his purple right eye, I don't know when it turned blue.

He rubbed it, but he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

The doctor had Beard take all the children out, and the two of them were left in the huge dining room.

"Can you tell me about what happened last night?"

Brody shook his head, he didn't want to think about what had happened last night, and he didn't know what to say.

The doctor didn't go any further, but walked straight to the door, "There are some things that you might be interested in, and you can choose to follow or not." ”

With that, he pushed the door open and walked out.

"Follow him. ”

The sudden voice made Brody stunned, but then he was extremely surprised, because the words clearly came from his own mouth. Then, something even more surprising happened to him.

Probably because he was moving too slowly, Brody's body moved on its own, and at first it was a little jerky and very stiff, but it soon became free.

Brody was horrified, why couldn't she control her body all of a sudden?

Could it be Z? He suddenly thought of the bloody child from last night, and in the vague fragments of his memory, the hot blood plasma enveloped him and poured in from his mouth, ears and nose.

Could it be that Z didn't eat himself, but got into his own body?

"I told you we'd be together. With his mouth uncontrollably uttering something that made him shudder, Brody had already pushed the door open.

The doctor waited not far away, he knew that Brody would follow, and walked up the stairs to the upper floor, and the two of them went one after the other, no, it should be said that there were three people, and Brody had become a bystander.

It was a room full of strange artifacts that Brody didn't recognize, and it looked like it was made of glass. Flames were rising from some oddly shaped glass bottles, scorching the slender glass containers placed on top, and the contents were red liquid that was constantly bubbling up. The room smelled like liquor, but it was much stronger than that, and it was very choking.

The doctor walked to the corner on his own, where a huge iron box was placed, a safe. Two large locks hold it securely, and there is a combination lock on the panel that can be twisted.

The doctor pulled a key out of his pocket, and then another key from some drawer, opened the padlock and combination lock, opened the heavy cabinet door, and pulled out a small iron box from inside.

Brody stood not far away, his body regaining control, and the feeling of watching his body move on its own was very strange and made him a little at a loss.

However, Z didn't do or say anything other than control the body, and no matter how much Brody whispered about it, he didn't move.

Brody's attention was quickly drawn to the bottles on the table, especially the one that was being burned by the flames, which inexplicably attracted Brody.

He leaned over curiously, he didn't know the test tube, but he felt that a very strange smell was coming out of this small glass tube, a bit like the smell of blood, even the strong smell of alcohol in the room could not be concealed.

There is a label on the tube that says A.

A?Brody suddenly thought of Olivia, he remembered that the doctor had told her that she would be called A in the future, and then he remembered the little girl with the ponytail that Z had become last night.

Is it their blood? No, it's the girl, or Olivia's. Thinking of this, Brody couldn't help but wonder where Olivia was at this time.

With a bang, the doctor put the iron box on the table beside him, opened the lock, and took out something from inside, which was a pile of paper. The mimeograph marks on it are already a little blurry, and I can barely make out what it looks like.

It seemed to be a painting, printed separately on different pages, and the doctor arranged the sheets one by one in order, and finally could see what was being drawn.

The lower part of the painting is densely packed with people, all of whom are kneeling on the ground, facing the same direction. It was a high platform, and the stairs snaked upwards until it reached the clouds, and a very tall man stood at the very top of the platform, accepting the bows of the people.

At his feet, there was a figure half-kneeling, looking up at the person standing.

The latter was holding something in his hand, about to be handed it to the kneeling man, and it was round, with many lines around it showing that it was shining brightly.

Brody scratched her head, unable to understand what it was.

"I need you to find this thing for me. ”

"What is this?"

"Shambala. ”

Brody shook his head, he didn't understand what the doctor was saying.

"It's okay, you don't need to know, Z will be able to find it. The doctor said as he looked at Brody's blue eyes, as if they were peering through them to see into what was hidden inside Brody.