Qin Ziyao flashed his flashlight and crawled through the damp and dark pipes. Every time he felt tired or as if he was about to fall down at any moment, he would imagine that not far away from the flashlight, there was this hill-like bacon, shining in the light......

It's also amazing, there is nothing awe-inspiring, it is such an insignificant thing that supports the boy to climb through a kilometer of pipeline, and there is a box behind him.

Feeling the weight behind him, he thought of the ants dragging the leaves, and he thought of stealing. He remembered that there were many people who liked to talk about righteousness and considered theft an abomination.

But Qin Ziyao always thought, that's because you don't have to worry about food and clothing. If you can find a job, eat and clothe yourself, you should be ashamed of stealing. But if stealing is to survive, there is nothing wrong with that, because survival is the instinct of all animals.

No one can judge whether his worldview is wrong or not, because no one knows how much he suffered. He didn't join any group to seek protection, he was always alone. He just wants to support his sister and then let Grandpa Qin enjoy his old age in peace.

However, this seems to have become a luxury in Vault 77, where he grew up surrounded by the ugly faces of the people. He saw many girls, some under the age of fifteen, lined up outside the door of the power plant owner. Every night people went in, but without exception, they came out in silence.

This is humanity's refuge in the midst of disaster.

At this moment, looking at the endless darkness ahead, he suddenly wanted to bring his sister and Professor Qin back to the ground, to the place where there was a clear breeze and a grassland in the legend.

Because he knows that only by facing the sun can he turn his back to the darkness.

When should I leave? Qin Ziyao pondered in his heart, but no matter what, he had to wait for Grandpa Qin to come back first. This is the bottom line of his life.

And now he was curious about the contents of the box, was it gold bars? No, he couldn't have dragged a large box of gold bars. What's up there?

He thought about it for a while, and had no choice but to give up.

Raise your head, in front of you is the last valve.

Qin Ziyao unscrewed the gate, and the torrent reflected his stunned eyes.

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"Hey, I'm so witty." The fat man sits in front of a huge screen with intricate pipes. Most of the pipes are painted blue, with only a few gray lines indicating no water.

The fat man tapped a light on one of the gray pipes representing the valve, and a blue shimmer began to slowly fill the pipes.

"Quickly call the engineering team to stand by, let's catch fish in a while!" The fat man really wants to praise his wit, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, the valve can be opened directly from the general control room, hahaha!

The fat man rubbed his hands and smiled obscenely at the big man next to him: "Xiaohua, I'm going to find Boss Zhang of the power plant to have fun with the people, do you want to come together?" Hehe, I heard that I found a twelve-year-old in the poor kiln yesterday, tsk, but I lost weight, and I was still holding a piece of bacon in a daze, and I stole it at a glance! There is no one at home, alas, how pitiful it is. Are you going to love her?"

The man called Xiaohua shook his head, disdainful in his heart, "No, there is a riot in the North District, I have to go to Lao Wang to ask for a machine gun platoon." ”

"Then you be careful, I heard that Huadong No. 3 mixed people in, maybe they will release cold guns." The fat man said regretfully, and after speaking, he couldn't wait to push the door and leave. After a while, I could still vaguely hear him telling the guards outside the door, "There is a riot in the North District, I want to help deal with it, that, if Director Wang asks, just tell him like this, remember?" I'm good at it, and the Secret Service needs my help......"

Xiaohua waited for the fat man to go away, picked up the walkie-talkie coldly, thought about it, and said in a deep voice: "Monkey, you help me rummage through the fat man's backpack, there should be a box in the inside, replace the blue pills in the box with the laxative I gave you yesterday......"

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Qin Ziyao drifted quickly in the dark, his body constantly hitting the pipe.

He had broken three ribs, dislocated his left hand, and was delirious at the first impact.

He knew that if he was planted this time, there was basically no chance of him surviving.

He regrets it, he's not a superhero, he's just a teenager, a teenager who dreams of bacon. He regretted that he would never have the opportunity to take care of his little sister again.

But he did not despair. If he had given up struggling in the face of death, he would have died countless times.

He can't die.

He wanted to eat bacon.

So even if he was crushed to pieces, he would hold on to the box.

He also wondered why the pipes that should have been abandoned suddenly became water, but he only thought about them for less than a second, because there were priorities, and he would save them until he survived.

He was just thrown around like a rag doll in the torrent for more than twenty minutes, and the pipe seemed to have no end, like a ...... Despair.

The water pressure was very high, and Qin Ziyao could only cover his head tightly with his arms.

He felt his consciousness getting more and more blurred, as if he was sleepy, and he wanted to just sleep, away from this sinful and ugly world.

Although he is also a member of it.

But in the last seconds when he closed his eyes, he grinned. Water poured down his throat, but he laughed heartily as the pipe finally came to an end.

He was washed into a huge pool with the current. The water was not deep, only up to his thighs. Here the water slows down and continues down a huge pipe.

Qin Ziyao leaned against the corner, he was soaked and seriously injured. Theoretically, the pipes he passed through were all abandoned, and all the intelligence traffickers gave the same route, so the chances of being deceived were slim to none. The only possibility is that someone unscrewed the valve and re-opened one of the pipes.

He regretted that he had missed this possibility.

Is he going to die here? Unless someone finds him, he is almost certain to die.

He coughed a few times and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

It's good, the lungs hurt too.

He just sat there, not even having the strength to stand up. Every time I move, there is a heart-rending pain.

Until he saw the box, and it actually opened a crack under the constant collision.

Qin Ziyao dragged his broken body and crawled to the box, even if he died, he wanted to see what was in the box that indirectly killed him.

He endured the pain, pushed a little harder, and lifted the lid. Inside was a potion.

The potion was black and came in a test tube with a syringe next to it.

The test tube reads "Godkiller Elixir Form II".

On a piece of soaked paper next to it reads: "Dramatically increase strength, speed, stamina, body recovery speed." However, there are strong side effects, depending on the genetic fit and personal reasons. ”

How fast does the body recover?

Qin Ziyao didn't care so much, this was his last chance to survive.

He unscrewed the tube, poured it into the syringe, and stabbed it into his arm.

The moment he finished injecting, a soul-tearing pain made him lose his instincts.