In the K City Children's Welfare Institute, Xiaohui quietly got up from the bed, opened the door, and came to the corridor outside.

He seemed to know where he was supposed to go, and down the dimly lit hallway, he descended the stairs softly and into the hallway on the ground floor.

Xiaohui walked to the back of the stairs, and in the extremely dim light, he found a small door with a gap open, as if a slightly open mouth wanted to say something to him.

Perhaps, it was to devour him.

He gently pushed open the small door and descended the dark concrete staircase.

With the sound of his footsteps, Xiaohui seemed to see a puff of white smoke slowly rising from the ground, and he couldn't see anything but the strange layer of smoke.

Xiaohui stretched out his hands and groped, continued to walk forward, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly touched something. It's like an iron door.

He pushed open the iron door, feeling another staircase under his feet. He walked down cautiously, found that the staircase was not deep, and soon stepped on the ground again.

Suddenly, he felt something under his feet and almost fell.

What is that?

After standing firmly, Xiaohui slowly squatted down and stretched out his right hand to the ground to grope.

Yet he couldn't see it, but he could feel it talking to himself, and it was so soft that it wasn't audible with his ears.

Xiaohui took him in his arms and stroked him gently, feeling its thoughts, its resentment, its pain and hatred.

More than twenty years have passed, and it lies here quietly, waiting for this boy named Xiaohui.

When it was a complete human being, it liked to travel all over the world, writing countless poems and prose to express its heart, and it used to be a romantic poet, and its name was Su Weiqing.

In the lower half of the poet's skull, there is still a seam between the bones, which grew happily before it died.

Xiaohui's fingers caressed the entire skull, and then touched the eyebrow bones on a pair of eye sockets, the eye sockets were deeply sunken, and Xiaohui's fingers also reached into the eye sockets, and its interior was empty.

Xiaohui suddenly felt that it was inexplicably related to himself, and sadness instantly invaded the boy. A pure tear flowed from his eye socket and slowly dripped down the head in his arms.

Tears slowly seeped into the white bones. It hasn't been moistened with water for many years.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed in front of me. The white mist gradually faded, and a blue glow lit up from nowhere.

Xiaohui felt that he could see his surroundings clearly, so he slowly raised his head and saw a white shadow.

The girl in white was watching him in the dark.

"Is that you?" Xiaohui's eyes widened and he asked softly.

She didn't answer.

Xiaohui boldly took a step forward and confronted her.

At this moment, he saw clearly the eyes of the girl in white who had no eyes, only whites. His consciousness suddenly became blurred, as if he had fallen into a chaos, engulfed in darkness.

Xiaohui suddenly felt a cold hand reaching out from nowhere, firmly choking his throat.

"Yitong, you're doing a good job." In a trance, he heard an unfamiliar voice, which seemed to be coming from behind him, and when he tried to turn around, he was completely unconscious and passed out on the concrete floor.

"It's been ten years, and I've finally found the virion that has been left out." The man in the white coat slowly walked up to Xiaohui and stretched out a hand to cover his forehead, and the boy with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes again.

"Long time no see." The boy suddenly let out a soft, feminine voice, and a sly smile appeared on his pale face.

"You are—" The man's eyes suddenly showed a hint of fear, and the hand that was choking the boy's throat trembled.

The boy emitted a pale golden glow, and he asked in a mocking tone, "Should I call you Dr. Jiang or Hermes?" ”

The man immediately let go of his hands, took a step back, and pretended to be calm and said, "It's been a long time, Clotho." ”

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In the bunker in the woods behind the K-City Psychiatric Healing Center, there is a cave behind an open door.

Quite unlike the scene Star Swirl once saw when she was attached to Liu Kangyu, deep inside the bunker was a long-abandoned hospital.

"It looks weird here." Star Swirl gasped.

"Haven't you been here before?" Mr. X tilted his head and saw that the cat on his shoulder had shrunk into a ball.

"Well, that's completely different, last time it was all from the perspective of a bystander, and—" Star Swirl sniffed, letting out a strong smell of potion, "Why hasn't this place been found by Hermes for so long?" ”

"With his IQ, I'm afraid he couldn't have imagined that his abandoned test base would hide what he wanted most." Mr. X walked slowly forward, passing through a large hall with pictures of doctors and nurses hanging on the walls.

Seeing a familiar face, Star Swirl muttered, "Isn't that Zhu Lan... It seems that everything Liu Kangyu found in Area C is the truth. ”

After a long passage, they came to the doors of several closed rooms, and Mr. X stretched out his finger and drew a circle on the door panel of one of the rooms, and the walls of the whole room immediately became transparent.

Star Swirl, who Mr. X had seen before, couldn't help but ask, "There's a protective barrier here, right?" ”

Mr. X nodded lightly and stepped into the room.

In the very center of the room, Star Swirl sees a large glass pod, surrounded by a dozen transparent tubes that lead to the four corners of the room.

"It's like a crystal coffin." Star Swirl sighed.

"Let's go check it out." Mr. X places Star Swirl on top of the glass pod, allowing her to see her body at a glance.

The glass cabin was filled with cold air, and there was no trace of blood visible on the girl's pale face. His closed eyes looked like a cold corpse.

At this moment, a feeling of sadness surged up from the bottom of her heart, and she felt bitter for herself. This small body carries too much expectation and pressure.

Star Swirl suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, if she had awakened her body here today, what kind of mission would she accept from now on?

"Are you scared?" A large hand covers the top of Star Swirl's plush head, and the warmth of touch reaches her limbs.

Mr. X still doesn't fully understand her thoughts, and Star Swirl is suddenly disappointed. For awakening her body, she has always been more expectant than afraid.

As for the alleged potential risks of clotho, she knew that Mr. X would definitely solve it for himself. However, at the moment, what makes her feel relieved is everything about her life and unknown mission.