The boy in front of him was no more than two years older than her daughter, but now he was a fish on the board, and she would be the one who decided his fate.

How sad and unfortunate it is to control one's own destiny and to be in the hands of others. Maybe being born with pain is the fate of their group.

Why is fate so unfair, it is clear that they are the victims of the invasion of the swarm, and the four empires are the direct beneficiaries. But why is it that the same human beings, the final result is diametrically opposite, the victims have to live humbly, and the gainers are on the high.

The dreamweaver softly speaks of his sins, hoping for forgiveness from the universe.

The end of the prayer was the beginning of cruelty, and the suspended operating table carried a hot-blooded body to the dreamweaver.

"Don't blame me, being an Awakened is your misfortune."

A pink glow emerges from the dreamweaver's body, filling the icy laboratory. The warm shade of pink makes the laboratory look warm, but it drives the cold into people's hearts.

Han Yu's eyes opened suddenly, and the white eyes turned up, revealing three black pupils. A pink film covered the black pupils, and the confused and godless white eyes looked at the ceiling above their heads.

The hippocampus, where memories are stored in the brain, begins to fall asleep. Memories of his childhood are fading, his parents are beginning to be forgotten, and a layer of frosty white flocculent material begins to cover the hippocampus.

My sister's smile faded into obscurity. The voice in my ears has been forgotten, and I have doubts about where I am. Only a moving image is left of a teenager with a band-aid on his face, reaching out to touch the head of a crying girl. Their mouths were moving, but Hanyu couldn't remember what the sweet smile was telling. The surrounding scene began to dissolve, and the endless void swallowed everything. There was only one image left - a smiling teenager with a scar on his face and a girl with tears in her arms around him. The void behind him fluctuated, and an insect with six strange legs jumped onto the boy's shoulder.

A sentence echoed in my mind, I don't know who said it with the courage to say goodbye: "Protect her." ”

Suddenly, an inexplicable girl jumped into this still picture, holding a turtle in her hand? No, not a tortoise, but a tortoise that had been dead for hundreds of years, slapping the boy on the head.

"Ahh It was a small room, and he was lying on a single bed with a needle in his hand and a nutrient solution hanging from it. Next to the bed was a bookshelf full of books, but the books looked new and showed no signs of being turned over. There is also a bell ringing next to the bed.

Raising his hand, he touched his head with bandages, revealing only a pair of eyes to look around. He pulled out the needle in his hand and threw it aside, holding the white quilt to hold down the bleeding wound. He didn't understand why he did it, but his instincts told him that doing so would save him from excessive bleeding.

The black display screen reflects the face of a mummy. He tapped on the display, as if to see who the mummy on the other side was.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

A sudden sound made the frightened Hanyu fall twice, just pressing the button at the head of the bed. Looking around in a panic, nothing happened, and his heart fell.

Reaching out and swiping left and right on the glowing screen, he watched the icons fly around, and he had a lot of fun.

A gentle push on the door interrupted Hanyu's interest. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked vigilantly at the doctor in white at the door.

"Hanyu, you're awake." The angel in white looked at Hanyu who had shrunk into a corner with a kind smile. was slapped away by Han Yu's outstretched hand.

"Are you playing with this?" The angel in white was not disappointed in the slightest by Han Yu's vigilance. Instead, he sat in front of the screen by himself, his hands repeating Hanyu's movements. He even used one hand to block Hanyu's vision so that he couldn't see what was on the screen.

Maybe a prosaic thing in the world appears in front of you, and you won't have any idea. But when he's kept in the collection, you wonder what's so peculiar about him.

Han Yu, who was hiding on the side, saw that she did not get close to her, but blocked the screen. The vigilance in my heart was let down, and I began to be curious about the screen.

How do you know that his left and right probes are blocked by the angel in white, and he can't see what is happening on the screen. Eventually, curiosity overcame vigilance and drove him to the screen.

At this moment, the door behind him was pushed open again. Hanyu stretched out his hand that wanted to pat the white clothes and hurriedly retracted, and returned to the corner again, his body shrinking to a ball.

"Phantom, why are you here?"

"I brought him after all. Angel, how is he" Qi Youlian held a plate of peeled fruit in her hand and asked the angel to take two.

"The Major General said that while he was testing his abilities, he caused an explosion and was seriously injured. And I detected that his hippocampus area was disturbed, and I am afraid that his memory will not be recovered. The angel picked up a piece of fruit and put it in front of Hanyu, and then picked up another piece and put it directly into his mouth, not minding that it was used to visit the sick.

"Don't you think..."

"Don't talk nonsense, we are agents of the Empire, and we can do anything to maintain the peace of the Empire." The angel hurriedly interrupted Qi Youlian's words.

"Did I say anything?" Qi Youlian didn't mind her words being interrupted, and brought the fruit to Han Yu. Hanyu looked at it, cautiously reached out, took a piece of apple, and quickly retracted it and stuffed it into his mouth. I'm afraid that Qi Youlian will regret taking back the fruit.

"Don't rob it, it's all yours." Qi Youlian smiled. Hanyu seemed to understand what she was saying, and once again cautiously stretched out her hand.

Qi Youlian directly sent the entire fruit bowl to him. Hanyu, who got the fruit bowl, quickly fled to the bed, and while eating, he carefully peeked at the two.

"It's not fair!" The angel looked at the fruit that had been abandoned on the ground and scratched his hair like a cat.

However, Qi Youlian ignored him at all, sat on the edge of the bed, and touched Han Yu's head: "Do you remember who you are?" ”

Hanyu ignored it and just concentrated on eating the fruit. The nutrients delivered by the needle can maintain the body's functions, but it will not relieve the feeling of an empty stomach.

"Look, I said he doesn't remember anything." The angel wanted to sit next to Hanyu, but Hanyu bared his teeth and pushed aside.

"I'm still asleep! Then I'll leave it to you, Phantom. ”

"Hmm"