Ark.

Inside a dark room in a juvenile supervision center.

"Squeak...... Ping Pong"

With the sound of the key, the heavy steel door was opened.

In the empty room, Murphy was wrapped in a blanket and curled up in a corner of the wall.

The guard in the shadow outside the door looked at the boy in the corner, his orange-red hair was scattered because he had not been taken care of for a long time, under the forehead covered by the hair, he could see emerald green pupils, and his unkempt beard covered his chin, and the young man in front of him was looking out of the door vigilantly, like a frightened raccoon.

"Your twin brother, Trist......" Chief of the Guard Sith said slowly.

As if on the verge of drowning, he grabbed the straw in front of him, and Murphy scrambled to his feet, his emerald green eyes suddenly lit up like a flame rekindled in the embers.

Cui ...... Trist ...... "With a little hesitation, two points of resistance, three parts of shame, four parts of hope, Murphy himself did not notice the tremor of his voice.

In a moment, there is so much to ask and too much to say.

That hateful twin brother, how are you doing?

Did he blame himself?

How do you apologize to your brother and not be too quiet (although this time it was a bit too big)?

Trist was able to connect with him, and sure enough, he was the brother who could do anything!

Hmmm, so come to think of it, three years later, at the age of eighteen, the final trial, maybe you can pass the test?

Can labor and management survive again?

Too many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Murphy was about to ask, when he saw the guard at the door walk in and smile cruelly, "He's dead."

He's dead.

He's dead.

Finish.

"No, you lied to me! He won't die if you die! The boy roared angrily!

The next moment, Murphy was stunned, and as the distance got closer, he recognized the guard in front of him.

Deputy Superintendent of the Department of Guards, Chief of Guards Sith.

The man who captured and executed Daddy Bob with his own hands.

Afterwards, in retaliation, the wounded Murphy burned the Sith's house. At the same time, this is the reason why Murphy was taken into custody and imprisoned.

The Sith's eyes were filled with the pleasure of revenge, "Your twin brother, Trist, is dead. Not long after you were locked up, he left a suicide note and committed suicide through the airlock, whoa, by the way, his godfather, the Pike Councilman in the agricultural district, and Dr. Sinclair in the general control room, they were crying for a long time, hehe"

As he spoke, Sith's hand secretly pressed the electric stun baton behind his back, expecting the little cub who had burned his house to rush up so that he could justifiably beat him out of his anger. However, the little cub collapsed to the ground in despair, muttering, "Shirley, Daddy, Mommy, Triste...... It's all my fault...... Whining...... It's all my ......."

"It's time for three months, send him to get a haircut" Sith felt a little bored, kicked Murphy, and after ordering his men behind him, he slipped away with his stun baton.

。。。。。。 I am the dividing line of the bear's tears。。。。。。

Sacred Lake Forest.

Next to a hill, a figure in a heavy protective suit sits on the ground, holding an electric shock baton in his hand.

If Trist or Bellamy were here, they would have recognized the stun baton as the one that Trist had taken from guard Bellamy on the day of his "suicide". It's just that after landing, when Trist was climbing to investigate the terrain, the electric shock baton fell from the pocket of Trist's waist down the cliff and stuck into the crack of the rock.

This mountain man wearing a heavy radiation protection suit is a patrol officer at the meteorological mountain base, and the tribe's "Heida" is known.

The descendants of the survivors of the Meteorological Mountain are not able to withstand surface radiation, so they wear protective clothing when entering and leaving.

The hand wearing heavy gloves pinched the stun baton that obviously did not belong to the meteorological mountain base, and the face behind the glass mask of the radiation suit was a little serious, and the patrolman dialed the radio intercom, "This is Lieutenant Locke, report to the chief, I found it in the G09 section of the forest."

Red Maple Canyon.

The three teams of the Ice Nation set off one after another until they disappeared at the end of the road.

Suddenly, a pair of binoculars poked out of the mountain wall on the side of the canyon, and then a scout in the same anti-radiation suit poked out his head, he first used an infrared telescope to probe the surroundings to make sure that all the people in the Land of Ice had left, and then took out a telecom, and reported the situation to the meteorological mountain base.

Meteorological Mountain.

In a room full of pre-nuclear decorations, an old man's voice came out.

This is a white-haired old man with a bookish air, the fourth-generation president of the Meteorological Mountain Base. The nuclear war broke out so suddenly a hundred years ago that only the nearest Senator Wallace at the time, with more than 40 soldiers, secretaries, and military doctors, withdrew into the shelter built before the war. Unfortunately, the collapsed mountain buried the shelter in its entirety, and the high levels of radiation on the surface made it impossible for the workers to hold out for long, even in heavy protective suits, and it took them a full twenty years to clear the rubble and get out of the ground. It's just that after walking out of the ground, wearing heavy protective clothing, they found that there were other survivors on the surface, these survivors of civilization regressed to the Middle Ages, and their bodies were actually able to metabolize radiation through evolution. At this time, Becca has been dead for more than ten years, they don't know the existence of Becca and super genetic medicine, but the desire to return to the sun overwhelms human nature, these mountain people with deep jealousy, choose to attack their kind on the surface, kidnapping, capture, draw blood, suck marrow, try all kinds of ways to let them also survive in the sun, their high technology and atrocities make the tribesmen on the surface call them "Heida", death messengers.

President Wallace is a descendant of the original Senator Wallace, and the Wallace family has served as president of the Meteorological Mountain Refuge for four consecutive generations.

"Okay, I know, inform the heads of departments, the meeting will start at nine o'clock tonight." President Wallace put down the phone and wrinkled his eyebrows.

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Qinghu Village at dusk.

Forty kilometers back and forth, Trist, covered in dust, took a simple bath by the lake.

"Thank you", took the towel handed over by the fair-skinned and thin hand behind him, Rao boasted that he was thick-skinned, but Trist still felt a little angry on his face, "Well, that, Vivian, please avoid it."

A playful laugh diluted the pain of the loss of a loved one a few days ago for Vivian, one of the female warriors who followed Trist to explore her way in the morning.

The tribesmen worship the strong, and the male warriors are proud to show their figure in front of women, and being strong is also one of the criteria for choosing a mate for tribal women.

Trist's performance at this time can't help but look a little different.

With his own soft-looking son Zhuyu in front of him, the always enlightened village chief Luthel has long been surprised.

Luthel waved his hand to signal Vivian and a few little warriors watching the excitement to stand down, and called a few more people to help carry away the little Alex who was lying on horseback and foaming at the mouth, there was no harm if there was no comparison, and the old village chief's forehead twitched a little.

Seeing that the old village chief was about to talk about business, Trist also became serious, he swam to the shore, while dressing, while narrating, the huge wound on his chest that scabbed over made the corners of the old village chief's eyes jump, after all, he was well-informed, according to the size of the claw marks, he could identify that it was caused by a bear claw, and on the first day of Trist's arrival in the village, he traded a bear skin.

"No one. Four villages, thirteen outposts have been destroyed, we didn't see a single person along the way, and we saw the bodies of many old people in the ruins of the village, and I suspect that, like Qinghu Village, the rest have been taken captive."

A flash of anger and disdain flashed between Luther's brows, the brutal Ice Nation still retains slavery, and he heard the young man in front of him continue to speak,

"We ventured across the border and found three abandoned Ice Nation outposts, to the north is the location of the Black Bear Overseers you mentioned, judging by the ash on the outpost table, they have been away for a while, and on the way to the west we found traces of a large group of people passing through, and from the direction, it does not look like a red maple...... Traces of our tribesmen", Trist hastily changed his name when he noticed some displeasure at Luthel, and continued, "We didn't dig deep to be safe......

Late at night, the messenger to the south returned, bringing the latest news.

The leader of Florus and three thousand warriors were all annihilated, and the returning caravan, the transported grain, and the eight hundred warriors escorted were besieged in Silvermoon Bay!