Therefore, after Yu Qingqing woke up from a four-hour "deep sleep", the first person he saw was Vivian.

Yu Qingqing glanced at Teresa beside her in surprise - she was still asleep.

Vivian "shh

And Yu Qingqing obediently remained silent, did not ask anything for Weilu, and did not try to break free. Because she knew one thing - Teresa hadn't woken up yet.

Teresa? Testrosa – that's the little girl's full name.

However, Yu Qingqing believes that this is just a pseudonym. When she appears in front of Vivien with Teresa, she can smile sweetly like a normal little girl, and even coquettishly beg her to "read another paragraph".

But when she was alone, Yu Qingqing knew that she had to behave well-behaved and accept everything that happened to her. Because she also knew that Teresa wouldn't just be Teresa.

She told herself that the daughter of a high-ranking member of her base was as lonely as Yu Qingqing, so she longed to be a good friend.

Yu Qingqing felt that "becoming a good friend" might be a sincere idea, but her true identity ...... It's not that simple.

Too many tragic experiences that should not have been endured by her made the little girl extraordinarily precocious and rational. So she could tell Vivien's expression at certain times. Beneath that gentle smile there is caution and deference – not because of herself, of course, but because of Teresa.

They were all acting in a play, some for Teresa. Some were for Yu Qingqing, some for Vivien and the others.

When Teresa is around, she can behave as lively and well-behaved, just like a little girl of this age should be. Teresa may feel that she has gained "friendship", that she has hidden her little tricks, and therefore regard her as her "best friend".

Of course, this is also the best inference - many things tell Yu Qingqing, and the matter of "the best friend" may also be some kind of illusion.

Others will feel that she is still in the dark and will see her as an ordinary, somewhat taciturn little girl.

She's always lived like this.

For example, in the arms of "Sister Ye", I heard "Uncle Rong" say that my father was dead.

In fact, the small, inconspicuous seeds of hatred took root at that moment. But she also knows that her fate is in the hands of those two people from now on, and her only identity is "little age" - she can use this to hide and protect herself......

Live carefully and hard.

is taking care of "Uncle Rong". Countless times when I wanted to kill him. She told herself - you have to live first.

Hold on to everything possible around you, and live like a thin, tender vine until you find someone you can really rely on, or at the end of all, become a giant tree.

So she let Weiwei take her hand. Take her into another room.

Vivien smiled and crouched down. Look into her eyes: "Qingqing." Would it be nice for you to meet someone? ”

Yu Qingqing's eyes widened: "Isn't Teresa going with you?" ”

Vivien shook her head, "It only wants to see you." ”

Yu Qingqing thought for a while: "...... Who is it? ”

"It's the Holy Spirit." Vivien whispered, "We want you to have a few words with the Holy Spirit. Didn't you and Teresa always want to see what the Holy Spirit was like? ”

Yu Qingqing slowly opened his mouth and blinked: "Can I?" Can I meet the gods? ”

Vivien laughed, "Ordinary people like us can't talk to the Holy Spirit. Because of the words of the Holy Spirit. There's so much information in it. But you can. The water you drank with Teresa, and the equipment in the lab, would make you awesome - so only you could talk to it. ”

"Ah......" Yu Qingqing said softly, "then...... What should I say to it? ”

"Say whatever you want." Vivien smiled softly, "Next time we'll ask you a few more questions." ”

"Next time". Hearing this word, Yu Qingqing's hand that was behind his back and was originally holding tightly slowly let go.

There will be a next time.

Her little heart slowly calmed down. So she thought about it, and her face was full of curiosity and a slightly apprehensive look: "Okay! Then I'm going to talk to it! ”

"Follow me." Vivien stood up and took Yu Qingqing's cold hand.

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Teresa woke up.

And the first thing she did when she woke up was to turn her head to the side. But the chaise longue next to it was empty. She let out a soft "huh" and scanned the room.

But Yu Qingqing couldn't be found.

So she jumped off the recliner and shouted, "Qingqing? ”

The door opened, and Froude and the old man in the white robe entered.

Teresa ignored the two of them and walked straight to look out the door, but found nothing. She frowned: "What about Qingqing?" ”

Froude smiled and said respectfully, "She has gone to talk to the Holy Spirit, Your Excellency." ”

Teresa was stunned for a moment, her previous well-behaved attitude disappeared, two slender brows stood up, and she screamed, "What did you say?!" She's going to die! ”

"Ordinary people probably will." Froude tilted his head, "But she's not an ordinary person anymore." There should be no problem. ”

Teresa stared at him angrily and strode over, her bright red skirt swaying. The next moment, she kicked Froude hard in the calf with the little boots with the pointed end of the thin silver flakes: "-Should?" She's my friend! I don't allow her to do that!! ”

Froude grinned in pain, but he didn't move his steps, only smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency, this ......"

"Christina. Calm down. The old man stroked his chest, "With a calm heart, you can see more." We are sure that your little one will be safe. ”

The blonde girl spared Froude. He walked up to the old man and looked up at him.

They were silent for a while, and the girl said word by word: "It's better to be as you say." ”

Then she turned and strode out the door.

Froude looked at her small figure and said softly, "She took it seriously." God, she really thought she was going to have a friend. ”

The old man gave an expressionless "um" and said, "But the other party may not think so." ”

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Yu Qingqing was unaware of what was happening in the lab. Because now, her little heart has been seized by fear and apprehension.

She was in a small elevator. The elevator rises slowly in the deep shaft, and the fluorescent material around it glows softly. Her little hand gripped the handrail and took a few deep breaths.

Don't be afraid. She said to herself, "They've put so much effort into me." Even drink the same thing as Teresa......

They won't want me to die.

She stated this to herself several times. I felt that my heart was beating less violently.

The floor of the elevator shuddered slightly and stopped. Yu Qingqing held his breath for a moment and saw the elevator doors slowly parting.

What I saw was a dim red light. Outside, there was a red canopy, ruins, and xenos wandering in the streets beyond.

She was slightly stunned, realizing that she had come to the surface. Two seconds later. Yu Qingqing tentatively took a step. Walk outside the elevator door. She was on the roof of a tall building. Under his feet is rough sand. There seemed to be a thick bullet casing buried in the gravel, and she trampled on it.

There was a low roar behind him, and the "elevator" slid down under the effect of the steam engine. The metal plate on the roof was then closed.

She was cut off.

Yu Qingqing stood still and did not move, first looking around. This seems to be a platform capable of helicopter take-off and landing, which is quite wide. Yet she saw nothing else here, only the sound of the wind and the scorching air.

She pursed her lips and tried to reach the edge of the rooftop, her hand gripping the railing tightly and looking down.

Below is a dilapidated street littered with car wreckage. They were scorched to a deep black by the flames, stretching from downstairs to the other end of the street. There are "people" on the streets. It was an alien, she had seen before.

Dressed in tattered clothes, the xenos staggered around the streets, between buildings, and in the ruins, even occasionally looking up.

Yu Qingqing hurriedly retracted his body.

Where's that thing? She asked in her heart.

She called "the Holy Spirit" "that thing." It's her little stubbornness. Because before she went underground, she had seen humans polluted into xenomorphs on their migration paths—the sight so impressed on her that she couldn't connect "that thing" to a sacred word anyway.

There was only the sound of the wind in my ears. It's a dead city.

Yu Qingqing found a sheltered corner and curled up in a ball, leaning his back against the railing, feeling that this would give him a little sense of security.

But the "Holy Spirit" came suddenly.

A moment ago, she had glanced ahead - empty. So she lowered her head and fiddled with her shoelaces.

After a second, when she looked up again, she realized that there was an extra ball of light in front of her.

She felt that she could not tell the size of the light, or the outline of the light, or how far away the light was from her.

The light shone slightly in her eyes, and there seemed to be many small thin lines swimming around, poking out a thread or two from time to time, and then quickly retracting.

Yu Qingqing looked at the thing in a daze and slowly stood up.

The ball of light suddenly expanded, turning into a vague human form in front of her. Three pairs of dazzling wings stretched out from the back of the humanoid, one enveloping its body, one covering its face, and the other gently fanning it, causing it to float in midair.

Qingqing clenched his fists to keep himself from screaming. She shivered and felt cold—but the thing seemed to be looking at itself.

She used all her courage and said in a trembling voice: "...... Hello. ”

The thing was silent for a long time. More than ten seconds later, Yu Qingqing heard a voice in his head-

"You shouldn't be like that."

Her pupils contracted suddenly, and she stood in place in a daze, her clenched hands slowly hanging down, as if she had suddenly lost consciousness.

But in reality she was very sober — in the limited few years of her life, she felt that she had never been so sober. Her brain worked wildly, cutting off her senses of sight, hearing, touch, and smell, tapping into all the potential to digest what was pouring into her mind like a huge wave—

The other party felt that she shouldn't be like this. She obviously has the breath of the Holy Spirit in her body, and she should be even stronger.

She should be a "disciple"—the second most powerful being in the land, after the Holy Spirit.

She should be free from the confines of the human body and take on a new form.

And the Holy Spirit is able to do this, and it is willing to do it. It had chosen a disciple, but that disciple died at the hands of another "Holy Spirit."

That "Holy Spirit" has not yet fully awakened—and when it regains all its memories, it will become the Lord who deserves to be.

There was only a few pieces of information in her small mind. More sounds and images rushed through consciousness, turning into colorful afterimages and streamers. She didn't even have the energy to try to "see" at them. Because she felt that her mind was thollen, as if she had been woken up in the middle of her sleep.

A minute later, Yu Qingqing's body shook, took two steps back, and stood firm.

She stared at the thing in disbelief - she wasn't scared anymore. On the contrary, there is a hint of expectation. There were some emotions mixed in the tone of the other party just now, and there was no malice in those emotions. She already knew what a "disciple" was—whether it was "Sister Ye", "Uncle Rong", or Vivien, or something else......

They are no match for what is in front of them, or the so-called "disciples."

So this little girl, who has always been so bold that she has no bounds, suddenly had an idea.

Nine-year-old Yu Qingqing, standing on the roof of an abandoned high-rise building in Mexico City, which has become a ruin, lowered his hands, opened his eyes wide, and said softly: "Can you help me?" ”

And at this moment, in a room below this tall building, Froude and Vivien frowned almost at the same time, and said in unison, "What does she mean?" ”

In front of them were three old men in white robes. In front of the old man, there is a display screen. The information on the rooftop was fed back to the screen through the camera - they heard the little girl's words.

"Can you help me?"

The next moment, the screen turns snow-white.

The silver-haired old man immediately shouted: "someone, take her back!" ”

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