【Somewhere in the Kitayama Welfare Center】

The room was huge, but the lights were only half on.

In the dark, a white-haired old man was leaning against the wall, listening to the movement outside the wall, and the old man was dancing up and down with his left hand grasping the empty sleeve on his right.

Originally, the place where the old man leaned against the wall was originally a gate, but inside Ning Qing's subspace, it became a wall.

There is nothing special about the old man's clothes, just ordinary white clothes.

Looks, Danfeng eyes with sword eyebrows. It's also a rare handsome guy configuration outside, but it's a little older.

Just by looking at the eyes, you can naturally see that the old man was a romantic figure when he was young. But how can a merry character only have eyes?

But I'll leave it at that.

There was a mask next to the old man, apparently to cover his face.

In the bright place, the experimental equipment flashed with different lights, the data on it was constantly changing, and a short figure was busy with something next to the instrument.

"Ning Qing, can't you let me, an old man, out? I've been in your space for almost a year. My old bones are going to rust. In other words, your main body may not be able to hold on. ”

The short figure wears a white coat, which is intended for scientific researchers.

As for why the coat didn't mop the floor, it was because she was standing on a chair.

"The main body gave me the order to wait for your old man's body to heal, the part that was injured by the other me last time still has some of her marks, if you go out now, you will definitely be hunted down by her."

Researcher Ning Qing put the test tube in his hand back on the test tube rack, and turned the chair with his little hand on the tabletop.

The chair slowly turned in the direction of the old man, and researcher Ning Qing took off the goggles used for the experiment.

"My old man originally went to the underground laboratory to save the main body of your child, but he lost an arm when he couldn't save people."

The old man spoke briskly about what he had done, as if he didn't want Ning Qing in front of him to feel guilty in his heart.

"There's no point in your time acceleration being fed back to your subject."

"No, it makes sense."

Researcher Ning Qing replied.

The old man threw his sleeves boredly, looking at the little girl in front of him and looking at the old man with a serious face.

"As long as you survive, then everything the subject does is meaningful."

"What's the use of me living, it's not like I'm trapped in this subspace by a child's consciousness clone, you have accelerated the passage of time, which is a great burden on both you and your subject."

The old man put on a mask and walked out of the shadows. Looking at the little man, who was only up to his chest even when he was standing in a chair, the old man reached out his remaining left hand and touched her head.

"Let me go out, old man, Ning Qing is obedient and obedient."

It's time for this to end, at least the old man knows what's going on outside.

The old man didn't know what was going on outside with his students, but the shouting outside made the old man think that he had to go out.

The old man's palm was very warm, and researcher Ning Qing also had such a feeling in the memory given by the subject, which was a feeling called love.

There are many kinds of human love, at least researcher Ning Qing feels cordial.

"No, if you go out..."

"It's okay, my only student is here. He's strong. ”

The old man knew what researcher Ning Qing was afraid of, and researcher Ning Qing was clutching the corner of the old man's clothes at this time.

"Really?"

Researcher Ning Qing asked in a low voice, and the old man nodded in reply.

"Of course! He's the youngest Wicker Wind in Vicor City! ”

"And will you go to the underground lab? Please don't go! ”

Researcher Ning Qing's small hand grabbed the old man's clothes even harder, and the old man comforted Ning Qing, who always put the safety of others first.

"Of course I'm going, this is what I promised Coco, have you forgotten your memories with Coco?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten."

Researcher Ning Qing nodded vigorously.

"That is the best memory of the subject, the subject gave it to me, I will not forget and cannot forget."

"If you don't help your subject, the memories entrusted to you by your subject will dissipate, and there will be no point in what you do. Trust me, old man, my students are here. ”

The old man patted himself but began to atrophy his chest muscles, and when he saw this, researcher Ning Qing could only nod.

Closing his eyes, researcher Ning Qing seemed to be mobilizing something.

The wall that the old man was leaning on slowly disappeared, dissipating like snow in the water.

When the wall disappeared, the door that had been covered was revealed. The old man walked to the door.

As for why he wants to go out now, it is because he hears the voices of his students.

Qin Baiyun's voice.

Although he couldn't hear what Qin Baiyun said, he could be sure that this was Qin Baiyun's voice.

Click!

"Ahh!!!h

As the door of the room was opened by the old man, it was accompanied by Ning Qing's cry and a pale green light.

Of course, this screaming Ning Qing is Ning Qing who smoked Qin Baiyun's ulna and chased the old man.

Before he could close his eyes, the old man was enveloped in the incoming light.

"Grandpa Wind!"

Faced with the sudden light, researcher Ning Qing only had time to call out the name that the old man had told her.

Then, the pale green light also involved researcher Ning Qing.

"Where is this? What happened? ”

I don't know how long it took, the old man who was turned into wind by Ning Qing woke up.

Looking at the endless white, the wind pondered what had happened before.

"This is probably a world within the light, although it is not known what the cause of the previous light source burst was. But for the time being it is necessary to leave from here. ”

The wind observes his surroundings, and a few black sculptures appear not far to his left. About a dozen.

Coming to the sculptures, the wind watched as the sculptures were scolding a masked sculpture.

The eyes of the scolders were hideous, as if they were about to send the most vicious words in the world to the masked sculpture they were scolding.

The man wearing the mask has phoenix eyes and sword eyebrows, and the carver has carefully portrayed the expressions of these sculptures in great detail. The masked man's eyes were confused, like a child who had done something wrong and was at a loss.

If it is colored, it is not an exaggeration to call it a wax figure.

It's just a pity that these sculptures are made of unknown black metal.

"Is this my past? Why are there still people who are so bored as to carve sculptures to record these things, and what is the use of carving things that even the parties don't care about? ”

The old man looked at the sculptures with cold eyes, and he raised his left hand to aim at the sculptures that accused him of wearing masks.

"Rumors are influential, but they can't hide the truth."

The wrinkles at the corners of the wind's eyes trembled slightly, and as he watched the more and more sculptures of the scolder, the wind's left hand began to tremble.

"Is seeing believing and hearing false?"

The old man closed his eyes.

It's as if it's not the sculpture that's being scolded, it's him.

"Why do you want to do such a thing, you just make me sick now!"

"Cut! I thought this old thing handed over the title of Vicher Wind because his students were very good, but now it seems that he can't bear the pressure and wants to run away! ”

。。。。。

The voices around him became more and more noisy, and the old man's empty right long sleeve began to tremble.

Finally, the old man took a deep breath.

He made up his mind.

Boast!!!

The black sculpture of the scolder was shattered by the wave of his shriveled left hand. The masked sculpture's eyes are no longer confused.

The old man wants to put an end to all this, this false everything.

After a long time, the old man opened his eyes.

He collapsed in the doorway, and the door was closed for some reason, and the old man remembered that he had left it open.

The room was dark and there was no light at all.

"Ning Qing? Where have you gone, little one? ”

The old man propped himself up and looked at the chair that Ning Qing, a researcher in his memory, was standing on before being attacked by the light.

The figure that was always thinking about people was not on the chair, and the reagent tube placed on it told the old researcher that Ning Qing was still there at least before the pale green light arrived.

But now she is not in the chair, nor in the room.

Gone? It seems that the ontology is going to the limit.

Such an idea appeared in less than a second before the old man himself denied it.

If Researcher Ning Qing dissipated on his own, this piece of subspace would also collapse immediately, and the old man himself would die before the subspace completely collapsed.

Since it didn't dissipate on its own, it must have been the effect of the pale green light from before.

Now I can only go out to have a look, there is no movement outside the door, the old man slowly opened the door a crack, so as to observe the situation outside.

This is the corridor on the third floor, open the door and turn left to the stairs, and walk straight for thirty steps to the office, which is where Qi Keke, the granddaughter of Qi Beishan, the director of the welfare institute, likes to hide.

The old man is very familiar with the things here, after all, he has been a volunteer for a year, and according to his appearance, he should let the volunteers serve him.

"Why is the subspace outside so red?"

Pushing open the door and going down the hallway, the old man found blood on the ground and the scene outside the window.

"It seems that the pale green light just now took away not only Ning Qing, but also many other things."

The old man muttered to himself.

The door to the office was open, and it was clear that the children in the office had left. Qi Beishan is not here either.

Combine the current scene with the sound you heard when you opened the door before. The old man quickly came to a conclusion.

Combined with the situation of researcher Ning Qing, Ning Qing, who wanted to kill himself, had a high probability of being taken away by the pale green light before, at least in a short period of time, Ning Qing's consciousness clone would not appear.

The old man began to go downstairs, and there was no point in staying here anymore.

Someone was injured but was transferred. This is a subspace, if you want to leave, you can only find Ning Qing's consciousness clone or the ability to talk about space.

At present, he can only go to the underground laboratory, although the old man is old, it does not affect his speed of going downstairs.

It took two minutes to reach the first floor, and the old man saw the scene in the hall.

It seems that someone prevented the collapse of subspace, and did someone save the subject?

As he thought, the old man trotted towards the entrance to the underground laboratory.

。。。。。。

Ning Qing was very confused now, and she didn't know why there were so many more memories in her head that the subject had never given her.

This happened just a few minutes ago, and after the pale green light swept through, Ning Qing fainted at the entrance of the underground laboratory.

She didn't disappear like the other Ning Qing, but had a lot of memories.

"It's... Other memories of Ning Qing? ”