Corpse!

Bones!

Flesh and blood!

The ground was covered with gnawed pits and stumps piled up in pools of blood, and countless fragmented corpses looked horrified and twisted, as if telling of the terrible treatment they had received before their deaths. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xu Zhinian's eyes were wide open, his steps were messy, and he stumbled in a pool of blood.

"This ......" Xu Zhinian looked at everything around him, cold sweat couldn't stop flowing down, and the whole person breathed in the air mixed with the smell of fresh flesh and blood, hoping to relieve the fear in his heart.

"Ah...... Who! Suddenly, a hand that exposed the white bones grabbed Xu Zhinian's calf, and Xu Zhinian, who was originally like a frightened bird, suddenly screamed in fright.

"Help me...... Save...... Save me......" Looking back, a survivor buried by a corpse spoke intermittently, his black hair stained with blood, and the upper half of his body was exposed, and it was hard to imagine what kind of inhuman treatment he had suffered before. The most shocking thing was his face, the entire left side of his face was gnawed into a bloody blur, and Mori Bai's eye sockets were full of red and white mixed filth.

The voice of supplication gradually became weak, and finally with a trace of unwillingness, a trace of relief, it returned to peace.

However, Xu Zhinian's heart was difficult to calm down.

"What the hell is going on!" Xu Zhinian looked at everything in front of him, his scalp was numb, his whole person couldn't stop trembling, and the tragic situation in front of him almost made him cry.

Look up at the sky in case the tears of terror burst the embankment.

"......" The moment he looked up, his mouth opened slightly, and in the dark sky, a blood-colored crescent moon hung high, and beside the blood moon, a dark stone door burned in the raging blood-colored flames.

A sense of familiarity came over me, and something seemed to loosen in the back of my mind.

Xu Zhinian...... Xu Zhinian......"

An old voice echoed in the heavens and the earth, with a breathtaking magic, and came into Xu Zhinian's ears over and over again.

“…… Never give up...... Your convictions......" The voice seemed to be interrupted by an unknown disturbance, and it sounded intermittently.

"Remember, you're ......" The old voice seemed to say something, but at this moment, the whole world roared as if it was about to collapse.

"Ah......" With the roar of the world, a sharp pain like a tide hit Xu Zhinian's head, like a needle prick, and the pain made him faint.

In 2195 AD, the first senior high school of Jinling base city.

"Xu-childish-year!"

With a "swish", accompanied by an angry roar, a piece of chalk slammed straight into Xu Zhinian, who was snoring.

The eyes of the entire classroom instantly moved from the podium to a corner behind the chalk

"Hiss-" gasped, and in the left rear of the shady classroom, in a corner leaning against the trash can, there was an extra red pink line on the white face of the originally snoring teenager.

"It's that kind of dream again." Xu Zhinian rubbed his face, he didn't recognize his situation yet, and his mind was full of thoughts about the scene in his sleep just now.

It's not the first time he's had such a dream.

"Xu Zhinian! Answer the question just now. The history teacher on the podium had black lines on his face, and although he spoke politely, anyone could hear the anger hidden beneath the plain surface.

The teacher's questioning voice pulled Xu Zhinian back to reality from his thoughts, the corners of the young man's mouth twitched involuntarily, "Good luck...... sighed in his heart about his bad luck, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, the one on the podium was the grade teaching director, although he didn't teach that kind of practical subject, but the majesty was rarely reached. He was caught sleeping now, and nine times out of ten he had to peel off his skin.

"Classmate Xu Zhinian, please answer the question just now." The history teacher on the podium had a big belly and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the top of his hair shone in the sun.

"Uh...... Forehead......" Xu Zhinian lowered his head, his face was full of embarrassment: how did he know the question just now, speaking of which, he didn't even know when he slept. Listening to the polite voice of the history teacher, Xu Zhinian wailed in his heart, why did he fall asleep in history class.

"Hmph-" It is estimated that seeing Xu Zhinian's embarrassment, the history teacher snorted disdainfully, "Ji Xunyue, you can tell me." ”

Immediately, a tall girl in Xu Zhi's row stood up, leaving him with only a supple double ponytail: "The Crimson Moon event mentioned in history does not refer to the moon changes caused by the planetary alignment at that time, but to the month when the war lasted, and Scarlet is used to describe its tragedy." Soon, the girl answered fluently.

"Hmm." The history teacher nodded with satisfaction, "You can talk about the Lingmen again." ”

The girl was slightly stunned, they hadn't learned the chapter about the Spirit Gate yet, but they were only a little surprised, and organized the language: "The Spirit Gate is an institution for humans to fight against the demon clan, and after the Crimson Moon incident, they led the human race to start a holy war and regained a lot of lost land, and our Jinling Base City was re-established after the recovery......"

"Do you hear that?" At this moment, the history teacher's eyes flashed under the lenses, "Dear students, the battle between our humans and the demon race has never stopped, and the hundreds of millions of compatriots who died in the Crimson Moon are something we cannot forget. None of you here are spiritual seeds, nor are you soldiers, and it is impossible for you to enter the spiritual gate or sacrifice your life for mankind on the front line, so we should work hard to learn cultural knowledge. ”

Hearing this, Xu Zhinian's lowered head was full of unwillingness. "I hate the demon clan more than any of you!" The boy's heart roared, his fists clenched.

"We are now able to go to class here comfortably, because the soldiers on the front line paid for it with their lives. Therefore, I hope that every student can have a correct attitude. Just because we can't fight for humanity, we should do our part for humanity in other ways. ”

"That's all for today's class, after school." The history teacher grabbed the book and walked out of the classroom without looking back.

"Jingle bell-" The crisp bell rang, and the teenagers in the classroom left in twos and threes, and the teenagers in a corner looked at the classmates who were leaving with laughter, lowered their heads lonely, laughed bitterly at themselves, and silently picked up their schoolbags and walked to the exit of the classroom.

"Xu Zhinian." In just a few minutes, the huge classroom was empty, and the girl's light voice was like a drop of water on a rock in the mountains, with a sweet smell, "The teacher is just angry, he knows about your parents......"

"I know." The young man's long figure dragged for a long time in the setting sun, and it seemed a little out of place with his surroundings.

"The teacher actually made a lot of sense, it was my fault in the first place, and we can now attend classes in the classroom with peace of mind because of the bloody battles of the soldiers on the front line. It was my fault. Xu Zhinian turned around and showed a smile that was not forced at all, "Ji Xunyue, if I don't fail at the end of the semester, please eat ice cream for a week." After saying that, the young man left without looking back, looking very chic.

"Hey! I've heard of a typhoon for a few days, so be careful when walking on the road. Ji Xunyue shouted, looking at the back of the young man leaving, a trace of sigh flashed in his starry eyes, and he silently packed his schoolbag. A month ago, the teacher transferred her, who was a member of the study committee, to tutor Xu Zhinian, a well-known junior student in the school. At first, she was very reluctant, thinking that people like Xu Zhinian had no pursuit of their own in their hearts. But after contact, she found that Xu Zhinian was not unmotivated, but that he was too sleepy and listless most of the time, which led to poor schooling.

"What a pathetic man." The girl shook her head slightly, and the double ponytails left a fragrant trail in the air.

As the daughter of the mayor of Base City, she knows many things that ordinary people don't know, for example, the cause of death of Xu Zhinian's parents.

With a light sigh, the girl put on her schoolbag and turned off the lights, and the classroom finally fell into darkness again.

Xu Zhinian walked alone on the empty road, Jinling Base City is one of the few large base cities, most of the urban areas are very prosperous, but Xu Zhinian's residence just cleverly fell on those few rare desolate areas.

"It's a dream like this again, and it's a demon again." The young man looked at his clenched hands, his face full of hatred.

Few people know that he was also among the best when he first entered elementary school. However, since he was ten years old, after doing the spirit seed genetic test organized by the school, he would feel tired from time to time, at first just listless, and later, almost abnormal drowsiness, every time he tried to wake himself up, but the exhaustion from the depths of his soul every time made him fall into a deep sleep unconsciously. Whenever he falls asleep in this way, he has the same dream. He had been to the hospital many times, but the results of the tests he received were always "in good physical condition", and even a few times the results showed that his physical fitness was much better than the average person. After a long time, he couldn't find the cause, and he could only slowly accept this reality.

"But that voice?" As soon as he thought of the old voice's unfinished words, Xu Zhinian was puzzled, "Let me stick to my beliefs?" ”

"I said I wanted to expel all the demons? That's what I believe. He smiled self-deprecatingly, "Does it work?" I have no spiritual seed. ”

Xu Zhinian shook his head and walked to a dilapidated hut in the depths of the alley, in his memory, he used to live in that kind of bustling community, until his parents died on a mission related to the demon clan on the front line, he moved out of it and moved to the hut assigned to him by the Federation. The children of martyrs can attend high school for free, and the children of martyrs like him, whose parents are martyrs, will raise him until he reaches adulthood.

"Mom, Dad!" A trace of sadness flashed between the young man's eyebrows. It is the unique sorrow that belongs to the orphans of war.

When he opened the door, he was greeted by a heavy smell of smoke and dust, and the boy seemed to be accustomed to such an environment, and did not show any discomfort, but naturally began to prepare dinner—a bowl of gruel would be enough to satisfy him. As a war orphan who lost his parents since he was sensible, Xu Zhinian is more precocious than the average person.

Eating gruel, Xu Zhinian turned on the only electrical appliance in the house besides the electric light - the radio.

"It is June 24, 2195, this is the Jinling Meteorological Observatory, and it is expected that there may be heavy rainfall and typhoon transit in the coming week, please be prepared. Next, broadcast the next ......"

Listening to the radio, the boy quickly finished a bowl of gruel, and under the moonlight outside the house, there was not a single grain of leftover rice in the bowl.

The moon was round and bright tonight, but the teenager in the room had no intention of appreciating it, and he had to spend his limited waking time preparing for the final exam. And the biggest obstacle in front of him is the history department. As a subject that requires a lot of memory, Xu Zhinian is really not good at history because of sleepiness.

"At 4:30 a.m. on December 6, 2149 A.D., the nine stars aligned, and the angular deviation tended to zero, and the Crimson Moon event began and ended on December 31, 2149, for a total of 25 days."

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The history of the Crimson Moon was quickly and roughly reviewed, thanks of course to the review materials compiled by Ji Xunyue: "Hmm...... It's really learning material......" Xu Zhinian closed his notes and couldn't help but sigh.

Ji Xunyue is the daughter of the mayor of Jinling Base City, and I heard that she may be engaged to Ye Tu, the son of the commander of the base city defense area, recently. And an ordinary person like him, if it weren't for the fact that his parents were heroic martyrs, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to enter Jinling No. 1 Middle School, and between the two, he would be judged from above, so he knew very well what he should do.

The final exam in a few days is his last chance, if he still fails the course, then the federal government will cancel his financial aid, and will only provide him with child support until he reaches the age of 18, after all, the human government will not waste educational resources on a student who always fails the assessment.

"If this exam is hung up again, let's go to the front line." I silently made up my mind.

"What do you want to do so much?" With a chuckle, Xu Zhinian glanced out the window, there were no clouds in the quiet early summer night sky, and the round moon was unusually full, and the young man watched silently.

After a long time, the hands that I didn't know when I clenched slowly let go, closed the switch, and the room fell into the darkness of the night.

- We must expel the demon clan!

The moonlight was like practice, and the silver-white glow sprinkled into the room, reflecting the unwilling look on the young man's face.

"Dad...... Mom...... "In the silent cabin, only the sound of shivering sobs can be heard. He used to be sleepy, but tonight he rarely didn't fall asleep early.

In the early summer of 2195, an ordinary teenager who lost his parents because of the war, like many other war orphans, secretly hid his hatred for the demon clan in the depths of his heart.

Because it is weak, it can only be hateful.