"Hmm. Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info. Yes... Somewhat... I'm hungry. "I've never felt hunger like this, my stomach feels as empty and convulsive as if it could devour the world, and the desire to eat anything keeps hitting my brain. Really, anything can be eaten. "Hungry ... Hungry... Hungry... I'm so hungry... I'm so hungry... I'm so hungry! "Spring rolls, taiyaki, sushi." Hmm... Hmm... "Noodles, bread, rice." Snore.. Snore.. "Bisque, gimbap, sashimi." Call.. Call... Ahh Woo. "Hell lasagna, extreme bitter gourd snails, looking up at the stars." Uh-huh... Ahem, ahem... "Finally retreated from Xiao's thoughts.,Sure enough, even if it's so hungry, there's something that can't be swallowed.。。。 But I'm so hungry!

"I... What the hell am I now? "There's no way to describe myself, because now I'm just a blue-purple figure, without eyes but somehow I can see around, and I don't have ears but I can't hear sounds for somehow. Trembling from the quagmire of hunger, it turned out that there was a simple bedroom around, but contrary to the fact that the place next to the desk that should be the bed was something similar to a cultivation barn. Judging by the decoration of other places, it seems that the owner of the room should be a girl. And from the next door of the house, there was a noisy mechanical sound. When I looked closer, the abyss of hunger once again swallowed up consciousness.

"Hungry ... Hungry... Hungry! "Within reach of the figure was an old wooden chair, with a lot of decaying wood falling from the tattered body, which seemed to be a delicious meal in the eyes of the figure." Suck and slip... I want to eat. The figure stretched out a strange blue-purple arm with his thoughts, and the arm grew like a human hand, and the figure grabbed the back of the chair with his hand, but the energy body that formed the hand collapsed after being stressed, and the energy remained on the back of the chair, and quietly, the already decaying chair was further corroded until it disappeared into the energy. The blue-black block attached to the chair eerily stretched out a very thin line to connect with the figure... There is a feeling of eating! It's completely tasteless, but it's like eating! More! And more!

More strange energy clusters protruded from the figure's arms, as if huge tumors had grown. As soon as the tumor touched the chair, it spread out to enclose its surface, and the chair disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. The feeling of eating that I haven't seen in a long time! Chairs are all you can eat! More! And more!

The figure moved around the room, first pounced on another chair, wrapping it almost completely around its chest and abdomen, and the corresponding energy block was slightly more lively, eliminating the foreign object. Then the whole figure lay on the table, and the energy in contact with the table worked, and the figure sank into the table little by little, and then fell from the table to the ground, and with a movement of the mind, the limbs that were in contact with the four table legs were wrapped around the table legs, dissolving them in the same way. "The house... It's too big ... "Mirrors, curtains, ragdoll bears, and after digesting a few more things, the figure seems to have regained some saneness, and although hungry, the remnants of human instinct make it subconsciously refuse to use the house itself as food. After devouring the desk, more sanity prompted the figure to struggle with hunger. "I'm all... What have you eaten? After that. The figure slowly walked in the direction of the window, intending not to alarm the owner to leave the place. Passing by the bookshelves, the figure looked at the owner's collection of books. But soon, hunger took hold once again. “。。。 Let's eat a little more. "Carefully took out a few books and put them in his mouth, forehead, the energy of the head, I wanted to stop there, but the pleasure of eating was unstoppable, and in the end, it ate along with all the books on the shelves.

The pleasure of eating had not yet subsided, and the figure looked at the last big thing in the room. "What is that weird cultivation pod-like thing?" Step by step, and for some reason, the figure felt like it was going to hell.

Lying quietly in the crystal is a girl who is more beautiful than the crystal. The black hair covers the face, but the thin body, the slender waist, the petite shoulders, and the snow-white skin, such a cute girl, is really...

"I want to eat...", etc., this, this is not right, "it seems ... It seems like... It's delicious... "No, no, it shouldn't be like this," okay... I want to... Eat... Eat. "That's not right! It shouldn't be this way! The illusory body moves faster than thinking, and in the blink of an eye, the energy body has been covered on the hatch, different from the previous meals, this time the energy body seems to be boiling, and the seemingly forbidden hatch quickly dissolved, revealing the general inside... Banquet.

"No... No... It shouldn't be this way! It shouldn't be this way! Hunger took over the mind, appetite controlled the action, and in an instant, the beautiful girl was held in her arms and sunk into her body.

The fragrance of blood! The richness of the meat! The delicacy of life!

"Don't. No.. Don't, don't, no, no, no!! ”

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"Ahh Wei Gong woke up from the bed, surrounded by a tall middle-aged man who looked at him coldly. The man had short brown and red hair, a grim face, and a sharp knife-like look that seemed to pierce his heart. The worst part was that he was grabbing his hand and biting it in his mouth.

“。。。”

“。。。”

Ice.

"Yes... Right... I'm sorry! Hurriedly let go of his hand, got up tremblingly, dressed, and lived together for nearly ten years, so that Wei Gong was afraid of this man in his heart. Moreover, he has done things that he will never forgive.

“。。。 If you get up, go to the training ground. The man coldly shook off a sentence, turned around and walked out, and before leaving, the eye knife stabbed Wei Gong again.

Emiya walked out of the room in disappointment and came to the vanity mirror. Originally, as a teenager, I would have gotten up early to wash my face and brush my teeth, but now, I look at myself in the mirror. With long white hair, red eyes, and a height of less than 150, she looks like her sister when she was young.

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About ten years ago, I was lost here from the world I lived in, and what was worse was that I was attacked by a strange energy beam at that time, and my body was almost completely dissolved, but for some reason my consciousness did not disappear, but fell into the house where I live now. He tries to control those energies, but when he succeeds, he is overwhelmed by a strong hunger and commits the unpardonable sin - he attacks the middle-aged man's seriously ill daughter, Worein, and eats her.

Perhaps it was the nourishment of flesh and blood, when the energy body re-condensed into the current body, but the sins she committed were irreparable. The fear of killing, and still cannibalism, made her scream, alarming the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man, who arrived at the scene and realized what had happened, attacked her in a rage, and the guilt made her hold back. When he woke up from his coma again, he was already in a specially made cell that was closed on all sides and had only a small food delivery port.

Emiya, loneliness, guilt, fear, and negative emotions always oppress Emiya and destroy her reason. Oh yes, and even more deadly hunger. The already scarce prison food can't satisfy her appetite at all, Emiya often falls into a chaotic predatory state, at this time, her whole body will be surrounded by blue-purple energy, her mind is stagnant, and she can almost digest everything she wants to eat, she eats her own simple wooden bed, eats her own rough prison clothes, but this can't bring her satisfaction, only when she starts **** the wall of the cell in desperation, the stone that makes up the wall - later Wei Gong knows that it is the ghost energy stone - the light emitted by it can give her a sense of hunger. What surprised her even more was that the invincible purple energy could not dissolve the prison wall this time. Although there is a way to avoid falling into starvation, as long as you are idle, as soon as you close your eyes and go to sleep, the crimes you have committed will be screened in your mind over and over again, and the crazy guilt and self-blame will soon bring Emiya to the brink of collapse.

On that day, the cell door suddenly opened. The middle-aged man who attacked her walked into the cell with a man in a white lab coat like another researcher. Looking around the empty cell, the two of them looked strange, but quickly relented.

"Hello, Miss, I'm Chief Researcher Jean Country, and you can call me Dr. Troyette." The white coat spoke first. I can understand unexpectedly, and Japanese like hometown. "This is the Minister of Military Affairs Zaz Barum, the girl who was attacked by you... Father. ”

Hearing this, Wei Gong's whole body was shocked and fell into a panic.

The two men looked at each other, and Troyet whispered to the Count, "I can understand the language of instruction within Weisser." The minister didn't say anything, but his brow furrowed tightly. Troyette turned around and continued in a cold voice, "So, please tell me, who are you?" Objective? Partner? "Different languages, but surprisingly still understood, like ... Same in English.

"I... I don't know, I didn't mean it, I didn't want to, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to, I didn't want to eat and kill, I didn't want to eat people, I didn't want to, I didn't want to! ”

"Although the pronunciation is a bit strange, there is no doubt that he is skilled in Witherman's terminology and can understand the prayers of the Holy See!?" The two men looked at each other again, and both saw deep confusion in each other's eyes, and Troyet whispered something in a word that Emiya did not understand, causing Zazbarum to stop his hand, which was already on the scabbard. "It's not like a spy on either side, these two organizations don't deal with each other!"

"Could it be that the two organizations are cooperating in training?" Zazbarum questioned, but in fact his hand on the scabbard had relaxed.

"Let's not talk about whether they will cooperate or not," the coldness in Troyette's eyes melted a lot, "What can such a rookie and a fool do?" The trembling figure of the emiya and the face paved with panic, despair, and guilt reflected in his wise eyes. He shook his head at the minister. The two fell silent.

After a while, the middle-aged minister seemed to think of something, and first broke the silence: "So unknown young lady. Zazbarum stepped forward, crouched down and raised the head of the guard, "First of all, you must understand that the next step is not to deliberate, but to order. ”

"We've looked into your condition," the minister looked back at the doctor. "Dr. Troyette is the most knowledgeable specter researcher in the Republic, and his research on you tells us that your body has the ability to produce its own Void energy."

“。。。？” Wei Gong didn't understand, and the doctor was also at a loss.

"Come with me." The minister tugged at her hair, his arms working hard as his body got up, almost lifting her to her feet. She was dragged out of the room, dragged down the hallway, and watched as Dr. Troit closed the metal door of his cell. Emiya tried his best to steady himself, trying to keep up with Zazbarum's pace, but the tall man walked like a fly, and the hunger in his heart made him unable to take a step, and he stumbled a few steps, and was once again dragged to the ground.

After walking through a dozen checkpoints and going up and down six or seven elevator-like lifting platforms, Emiya gave up the struggle and let the terrible man drag him. Finally, the minister also stopped in a door. The doctor, who had finally caught up, stepped forward and stopped him: "Ahead is... "Open the door." It was a cold voice that answered him. The helpless doctor operated the door open, Zazbarum let go of the guard, walked in, stood behind the door and looked back coldly, "Stand up and follow us." ”

With difficulty moving his weak legs, Emiya stepped into the room and saw a scene of magic and science fiction: except for the wall where the gate was located, the other five walls were all occupied by the exit of the pipes, and blue and red energy boiled in the intricate pipes, transported in all directions from the huge furnace-like machine in the middle. On the top of the open furnace of the furnace refining platform, there was also a metal plate ten meters square, and Minister Zazbarum, who came first, jumped a few times, and the inhuman force directly brought him onto the platform, and turned back and motioned for Wei Gong to follow. "It's at least 30 meters away from me." Emiya instinctively feared, more ashamed of the minister's eyes, blank consciousness wanted to urge her to escape, but the weak body resisted the order, and more seriously, the scene from a few days ago began to replay in his mind again, and for a while, Emiya, who had lost his coordination, fell to the ground and convulsed. The doctor who was following hurriedly approached to help, but was pushed away. "You should bear your own sins." Unifying the command of the feet and the brain, Emiya stood up again, silently recited the sad words, and walked towards Minister Zazbarum tragically, leaving the doctor behind him to look at her complicatedly.

By the time she stepped onto the platform and stood in front of the minister, Emiya felt that her legs had lost sensation, but she held her head up and looked at him. Next to the minister was a transparent device more than a meter high, and the red and blue energy in it were intertwined, flowing rapidly, and the blue-purple energy familiar to the emiya was revealed from the gap.

"Jean is a country that was built and developed on top of ghost technology, because ghost energy is clean enough, efficient enough, efficient enough to make Jean's production capacity proud." Zazbarum walked into her, and the solemn sound shook her eardrums. "However, after refining and refining, we found that the ghost energy is decayed by another, more efficient energy, and it is this energy, the Void Energy."

"The energy efficiency of the Spectral Energy is five times that of the Essence Magic Energy, and only five percent of the Void Energy. But, number one, the Void Energy is difficult to refine, and Dr. Troyette has spent about three months of Gene Spectral Energy just refining the little bit I have on hand, less than 0.05 units. The Count pointed to the vessel and continued, "Second, the Void Energy cannot be controlled, because it is strongly assimilated, and can only be preserved by the Spectral Energy Restraint that has decayed through it. “

Suddenly, the earl approached the palace and his voice became strange: "Do you believe it? With such a little energy, once it completely explodes, there will be nothing left within a radius of 1 meter, including the space itself.

"That's the third problem, it's lethal enough, but the area of impact is too small.

"And you, it seems, not only can your body produce a large amount of void energy, but you are also sane and may be able to control it after training." The minister's deep eyes were fixed on him. "Now, do you understand your worth, which is why I can't bear to kill you?"

“。。。”

"Now, you have two options." A strong hand suddenly stuck Wei Gong's neck, Wei Gong's eyes turned black, and his hands instinctively grabbed the minister's hand and struggled, but it was useless. Zazbarum lifted her feet off the ground and walked to the edge of the platform, "Or, I'll throw you in the furnace now, believing you can give Jean energy for at least a whole year."

"Or, you, become our instrument, and connect to mine ... The daughter's share lives. Zazbarum's hand loosened slightly, and Emiya was able to catch his breath a little. The minister looked back at the doctor, but before he could turn his head, Emiya saw the struggle, reluctance, and sadness buried deep in his eyes.

You need to pay for your own sins.

"I... I will ... Will... Ahem" Emiya said intermittently, but she couldn't speak with her neck stuck, and Zazbarum took two steps back, letting go of his hand, letting him fall to the edge of the platform.

"To be... Ahem... Be your tool. Emiya raised his head and looked directly at him, his bright red eyes unshaken, "Come and pay for my sins." ”

“。。。。。。” After a long silence, the minister spoke, "Do you have a name, so abominable young lady?" ”

“。。。 Emia. ”

"So, Miss Amya, from now on, your name is, Srein Amyea Troyette, the non-existent daughter of my assistant, Dr. Troyette, understand?"

Emiya, no, Slayin replied in a low voice: ... Got it. ”