"As a collaborator, of course I don't want Han Kun to die like this. It's just that judging from our current situation, it is impossible to confirm Han Kun's life or death. Keria's voice was calm. She analyzed this reality from the very beginning.

"So what do we do now?" Liu Yu was a little overwhelmed for a while.

"Continue to carry out Han Kun's plan." There was a hint of resoluteness in Ke Luya's voice.

"But we don't know where we are or how we can continue our investigation." Liu Yu's voice couldn't help but be mixed with a little uneasiness and disappointment.

"Not necessarily, at least one thing I just noticed. There are no deadly bugs in the air in this place. ”

Indeed, in Keria's eyes, there were only a few large insects in this forest. She didn't find the kind of deadly bugs that the trio had encountered.

"But does that help us in any way?"

"This place is for human survival. Maybe we'll find a living human being from here. ”

Ke Luya touched his chin. This sentence woke up Liu Yu.

"You mean, we're looking for the humans who survived this catastrophe?"

Ke Luya nodded.

......

Han Kun is being held in Jia'er's arms. He had long since passed out. Jia'er's body had been severely attacked at that moment, her dress was already in tatters, and part of her skin was exposed. At that moment just now, Jia'er used her body to forcibly block the energy storm outside the passage, preventing the terrifying energy from affecting the stability of the passage.

Jia'er's eyes were much darker than before, and it seemed that the energy in her body had run out of oil. If the impact on his back is replaced by Han Kun, it is estimated that Han Kun will turn into powder in an instant. Only Jia'er can block this kind of impact with her body so nonsense.

Jia'er hugged Han Kun and walked forward slowly. This is the place where she last slept, and the place she is most familiar with, the place where she was born. The two of them were in a dark spatial passage, and they didn't know how long they walked, and a simple and unpretentious gate appeared in front of them. An old plaque hangs above the gate. This plaque is so old that the handwriting on it is faintly illegible.

Jia'er looked up, and it seemed that every time she passed by, she would stop under the plaque.

This pitch-black plaque reads four large characters: Divine Creation Workshop.

Jia'er walked through the door. Inside the door was a huge space, empty and silent. This is a place where there are no living beings, and it is also the place where countless lives began, and here, she, was born.

......

A man with a stubble on his face was buried in thought. In front of him was a workbench. The length of the workbench is about two meters and the width is 70 centimeters. The workbench glows with a faint blue-white light in this pitch-black environment, becoming one of the few light sources in this pitch-black room. A large number of strange instruments were placed around the workbench, surrounding the man and the workbench. The only thing that lit up the room was this workbench and a small white light above it.

"Everything is normal in the magic circuit test, and the joints are able to move normally, so it stands to reason that I can see movement now, why didn't I react at all......" The man muttered to himself. He couldn't help but touch his beard, which was a few centimeters long. He had not had a haircut or shave for a long time, his hair had grown to his shoulders, and his beard was densely wrapped around his cheeks and chin, making it impossible to guess his age at all.

Lying on the workbench was a humanoid puppet.

This is a perfectly shaped female puppet. He is about 1.5 meters tall, with a small and cute face, silver-gray hair, and fair skin that can be broken by blowing. This puppet encapsulates almost everything a girl should have. But it can be seen from her joints that this is really not a girl but a puppet, a dead thing, not a living thing.

The man stared at the instrument beside him. All kinds of data show that this puppet is really "alive". This puppet has the most normal heartbeat, pulse, blood pressure, body temperature and other normal human life characteristics, but this girl just can't "live" like a human.

"There's still a problem with using that as a heart." The man sighed, the unwillingness of defeat and the haggard mind made him a little in a trance, and he didn't even sleep for three days and three nights in order to complete this last step. The man reached for the knife on the tool table next door, but accidentally fell out of his hand. The knife flashed through the air, cutting a shallow scar on the man's arm, and blood flowed out.

The man's face turned ugly, and he hurriedly waved his arm to look for a bandage that could bandage the wound, but because the wound was not shallow, blood was splattered everywhere.

After a rough search, the man finally pulled out the gauze and wrapped it around his wound.

"It's so careless, this is the first time I've been injured this month." The man's tone was full of self-deprecation. He could be seen with a lot of band-aids on his hands, but this was the first time he had made such a large wound.

Just as the man wanted to pick up a rag and wipe down the workbench. The blood stains thrown out of Fang Cai's arm caught his attention.

Although there was still a lot of blood on the workbench, including a little on the puppet's body, it was obvious that there was only a very shallow blood stain near the puppet's chest, as if the blood had evaporated in just a few minutes.

I don't care about wiping the blood off the workbench anymore. As if he had discovered a new continent, the man picked up a magnifying glass and stared at the faint bloodstain for a long time.

"Could it be that this thing needs real blood to kick off?" The man's voice was mixed with excitement. This unexpected gain was too much for him to expect.

Without the slightest hesitation, the man tore the bandage on his arm, and even with a force on his arm, blood flowed out like a stream. He put his arm close to the puppet's chest.

Almost like spring rain moistening bamboo shoots, the blood was instantly absorbed into the puppet's body.

This madness-like action did not last long, and the man realized that as time went by, the amount of blood that came out was getting less and less, and it was obviously not a lot of bleeding without injuring the arteries.

The amount of blood is clearly insufficient. More blood is also needed.

Realizing this, the man gritted his teeth, picked up the knife again, and slashed it vertically at his wrist.

A large amount of blood gushed out of the wound. The man didn't care about his physical condition at all, his eyes staring at the doll, his eyes glinting.

"As long as you can succeed, what if you die?"

This time, the puppet finally reacted. Her chest began to flush in all directions. Because the environment of this room is extremely dark, you can clearly see the heart of the puppet glowing. A flushed glow can be seen through the skin.

The man staggered, and a paleness appeared on his face. The reaction to excessive blood loss has already been felt. But the man did not hesitate in the slightest and continued to do this crazy act.

Finally, the blood poured by the man had no intention of being absorbed anymore. Blood stains the doll's chest a blood-red color.

The man stumbled again, and this time, instead of standing on his heels, he fell heavily to the ground. The double whammy of three days of sleepless sleep and massive blood loss knocked down the man, and he fell into shock.

......

"It's ...... Where ......"

A weak voice squeezed out of his throat. The eyes slowly opened, and there was only darkness in the field of vision.

A pair of immature faces walked into the field of vision, and a pair of red pupils looked at him.

"Jia'er...... You...... Wake up......"

Han Kun struggled to squeeze out a smile. Something reached his lips, and a warm current flowed down his throat.

A smell of medicine permeated Han Kun's mouth. This taste is exactly the same as the one he boiled for Liu Yu before.