Ten minutes later, Zhou Li passed through the withered and withered grasslands, the jungles full of dead animals, and the dry coasts, and felt more and more that the speed of the world's withering was accelerating. It's like a dream, relying on the fog in the night, and it is about to end because of the arrival of the sun. When Zhou Li returned to the gladiatorial arena, he found the girl who was staring up at the sky in the torrent of light. Standing in front of the door, the girl with a rare expression smiled at this moment, pushing him towards the vortex of light that converged. Zhou Li stood at the door, suddenly stopped, and turned his head to look at the silent girl beside him: "Aren't you leaving?" After a pause, the girl nodded timidly, turned her head to look at the rapidly collapsing dream in the distance, revealing a sad aura. Zhou Li rubbed her hair fluttering in the wind and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you speak?" Do you want me to see you buried in this world? The girl shook her head slowly, looked around the square, and whispered, "Here, there will be a little left...... I'm staying here, she's still there, you're going back. "The world of countless people's dreams will collapse with the dreams, but the accumulation of twenty years can leave a solid wreck in this world that was originally born and died. It's not too big, it's not too small, but it's enough to accommodate yourself. She belongs here, she loves it, more than anyone else. She's not human, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't eat, the fog and dreams here are her food. Compared with the real world outside that only has painful memories for her, she would rather stop and stay in this unreality that gave birth to her. It was a thing to be happy that she had found such a place, but now, she was inexplicably a little sad. Casually pushing the little robot that was spinning around beside him to the side, Zhou Li stood side by side with her, looking up at the crumbling chaos flow in the sky sprinkled with a little light, like a drizzle. In the world shaped by the Endless Dream, the vast and uncanny realms are rapidly crumbling and receding, turning into a void of nothing in the thin fog. The world is like a mountain that is gradually submerged by the sea, until in the end, only an inch of space is left here, turning into a miniature subspace. "If you want to stay here, I don't know how to stop it, but it's really hard to see such a scene......" Zhou Li stood beside her and laughed in a low voice: "...... So, at least let me accompany you through it. Puzzled and surprised, she raised her head and looked at Zhou Li, and the girl's eyes suddenly turned a little red. Struggling to curb her urge to cry, she lowered her head and raised her fingers to grab Zhou Li's cuffs. Zhou Li lowered his head to look at her, smiled, and gently held her cold fingers. In the rain of colorful light, the illusory world gradually collapsed, and the drastic changes of the vicissitudes of life were condensed in an instant, which was a magnificent scene that made the heart intoxicated. In the silence, Zhou Li suddenly made a voice: "Do you know? I don't like that number of yours. He lowered his head again, looked at the girl with reddened eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want a new name?" The girl looked up at him, and nodded silently after a long time. Hmm, I want to think about it......" Zhou Li looked at her appearance, his eyes wandered, and finally landed on the back of her hand. d0071 It was like a scar, representing the cruel code of her past, Zhou Li didn't know what it was to be able to treat her so indifferently, but he didn't want her to carry the shadow of the past. After thinking about it silently for a long time, Zhou Li smiled: "I thought about it, Qichu, how about it?" Seven early days. The girl raised her reddened eyes, looked at Zhou Li's smile, and asked ignorantly, "Seventh Chu?" "Yes, the beginning of the seven." Zhou Li held her fingers and whispered, "Seven Beginnings." "Seven, the beginning." For the first time, Zhou Li heard a voice that was no longer transmitted by spiritual power, but a immature and soft voice. He looked up in surprise and saw the girl's tears and smiles in the rain of colorful light. She finally couldn't suppress the sadness and happiness in her heart, clenched Zhou Li's hand hard, and kept repeating in her soft voice: "Seventh beginning, seventh beginning ......" ...... In the dawn of dawn, the entire neighborhood was isolated by heavily guarded troops, and in the midst of layers of encirclement, everyone was waiting to surround the thin vortex suspended in mid-air. Standing next to the silent soldier, Uncle Yun smoked his cigarette silently, looked at the whirlpool not far away, and waited silently. In just one night, the armed members of the relevant departments in the entire province were mobilized by Uncle Yun's urgent order, and with the cooperation of the troops temporarily transferred from another city, the only exit from this subspace was completely blocked. Looking at the whirlpool of that subspace with a stern expression, Uncle Yun's eyes were full of cold and suppressed anger. Once again, he took out the microphone from the car next to him, and said in a cold voice: "I repeat, if it is the two guys in the photo who come out, everyone does not need to hesitate, shoot immediately!" He turned off the microphone, looked at Luo Bai who was holding on to him with a complicated look, and whispered: "If only the coerced 'hostage' Zhou Li comes out...... Sensing the other meanings of his words, Luo Bai frowned and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to say?" Uncle Yun looked at him in a complicated manner, recalling the information in his heart for the past few days, in Luo Bai's narration and the battles he had seen with his own eyes, Zhou Li's luck was too unscientific for ordinary people, and there was also the combat power of those who were comparable to ability, and everything that had happened in this city these days...... If Zhou Li, an ordinary person, could really defeat two capable people and come out of that dangerous collapsed subspace, it would not be something that could be described as a 'miracle'. And for Uncle Yun, there has never been a miracle in the world, and there must be an inevitability hidden after a coincidence. So...... Finally, he finally came to a conclusion and laughed in a low voice: "That means that the one we have been looking for with latent ability...... That's him. Luo Baixian looked at him angrily at first, and soon understood something, and finally lowered his head in silence and waited. But Uncle Yun looked behind him suspiciously, the purple light in his eyes flashed, and he vaguely felt that there was a clue behind him that had been ignored, but after turning around, he didn't see anything. Looking at the empty air behind him with confusion, he withdrew his gaze after a long time and continued to wait. I don't know how long it took, but in the hazy mist vortex, a vague figure finally appeared. Five seconds later, Luo Bai and Uncle Yun fell into a stupor, and the ground was silent. …… Outside the block, a white sedan was stopped, and a grim-faced gunman knocked on the window, his eyes flashing with doubt. In the driver's seat, illuminated by the lights, sat a young and handsome young foreign man, his blue eyes striking even in the dimness. The gun-wielding soldier frowned and said unceremoniously: "Martial law ahead, please detour." The man driving thought for a moment, then nodded earnestly, without the slightest look of irritation or anger, but turned the car very patiently and drove in the direction of the block. In the stereo in the car, the ensemble of "Bolero" is setting off a heavy **, and the resonance of countless instruments is interwoven into a gorgeous movement. As if intoxicated by the music, even the man driving the car began to hum softly. And in the shadows behind the saddle, a cold voice suddenly came: "Janus, what are you doing?" In the car seat in the shadows, the woman with a hint of anger looked at the man in the rearview mirror with a cold look in her eyes. Turning his head a little helplessly at His Highness the 'Tyrant', the man known as Janus showed a smile that enchanted the ordinary girl. "Relax, Miss Olivia, it's just a pure coincidence." Silently, a glittering silver blade pierced the seat and clung to Janus's neck, the blade rubbing against his skin, a trace of red blood seeping out. "If such a ridiculous reason is in the way, even if you are Plunchenko's personal secretary, be prepared to die." In Olivia's tone, the coldness and anger were no longer hidden, even if she was opposite a new generation of political stars with important positions in the Foundation, she didn't mind doing something that would make her happy. "There's no need to be so angry, listen to me." In front, Janus didn't care about the blade on his neck at all, his expression was indifferent, and his voice was steady: "This is just a test with a test of 'Miskatonic University'. I've already written the report in the afternoon, and it's in the folder on your right. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with you, but considering that you are here, His Excellency Plunchenko asked me to do your coordination work. He paused, his gaze fell on Olivia's hidden blood-colored pupils, and whispered, "After reading it, you will understand that even if you have become a 'hunter' now, her blood is to you...... It's also a hassle, right? There was the sound of pages turning in the back seat, and there wasn't much in the materials, just a simple narrative that Janus had put together and some internal materials from Miskatonik University. As a close cooperation organization of the foundation, Miskatonic University, which has received a large amount of investment, also has a large number of research projects related to and in cooperation with the foundation. This close cooperation began long before the merger of the Miskatonic Free College, the predecessor of Miskatonic University, with the Elder Faith College. At that time, the two research institutes were even affiliated with the Foundation. And in this place, which is called the 'Dogma Academy' by some young people, the shadow of the participation of personnel from both sides can often be seen in some necessary experiments and research. In the past few days, although Olivia has not made much progress in tracking down the powerhouse, she has already discovered the abnormality of the city. And just when she was about to do something, she was suddenly stopped by this Pranchenko's personal secretary. If it was just him, Olivia would naturally not care about this level of obstruction, she only cared about the letter of execution signed by Pranchenko himself. This special experiment turned out to be a collaboration between the Foundation and Miskatonik University, and there seemed to be high-level support from the relevant departments, although it seemed normal, but Olivia's keen sense of smell felt that the timing and process were too strange and strange. And now, the thing in her hand is answering the doubts in her heart. Eventually, she turned to the last page and fell silent when she saw the details of the 'experimental product'. Janus leaned against the clinging blade without hesitation: "It's shocking, isn't it?" She is one of the few successful individuals under Project 7. Olivia silently finished reading the information in the folder, her eyes fell on the photo of the girl, her expression was complicated, and after a long time, she rarely showed an emotional look...... This kind of thing is not so much a 'trouble' for oneself as it is a 'temptation', right? A temptation that will allow her, the vampire slayer Olivia, to fall into the abyss once again.

(To be continued)