Chapter 42: The Evolution of Man

"You haven't answered me yet?" Xiao He kept pestering him, and the old man's mood became gloomy because of this. "What's the matter with my Uncle Geng? I don't believe he's so easy to take down. ”

"I need your blood." The old man is still the same old look, looking at him with an amiable look in his eyes, it seems that the small change that just appeared on him is just Xiao He's illusion.

"Mine?" Before the word "blood" could be spoken, his hand was cut by the old man.

"What are you?"

"Young master, don't worry." The old man comforted, "Soon, you will know." ”

"Know what?" He didn't understand much, but the panic in his heart was deeper, and he vaguely felt that there would be a bad premonition.

"Shh The old man made a gesture of silence.

Just when Xiao He was wondering, he felt a sudden darkness in front of him, and then the whole person tilted to the side, and he seemed to have fallen into some abyss, "9513, you shouldn't come back." This is a gift for you on number 3. ”

"What do you mean?" He held on to his waist and yelled at the top in confusion, "What 9513, what No. 3?" What are you talking about? I don't understand. ”

"9513, don't pretend, you are the most like the young master, but you are not." The old man stood above, his eyes as vicious as the poisonous tongue of a spitting letter, "Kill you, and I will be free." ”

"What are you talking about, old man?"

"Your blood, it's not impossible, it's not the young master, it's just a little bit worse." He said to himself, holding the needle that had sucked Xiao He's blood just now in his hand and looked extremely excited, "This gift, you can enjoy it!" ”

"What?"

Although since Uncle Geng's voice sounded in his ears, he has been more or less wary of the old man, but after all, he is still a fledgling calf, and in the face of the tiger, he still has only the life to be calculated.

The rumbling sound of mechanical friction sounded in his ears, and it was the gap that had just fallen above that was closed, and just now he noticed that it was a flat and confined space.

The stone walls were smooth, as if they had been painted, and this was a completely enclosed space, and the other party did not give him a chance to climb up. His back road has been blocked.

He thought, it won't be long before the old man does something. Just leave him like this and don't ask, he will be suffocated to death, right?

"Old man, you make it clear!" Only by delaying the old man can he have a chance to seek a chance to survive.

“9513!” Although the door above was closed, the old man's voice still came into his ears unhurriedly, and what was even more terrifying was that the voice seemed to be in his ears.

"Old man, you're looking at me, right?" This kind of 360-degree surround stereo sound can only show that there is a sound source here, and the old man must still be paying attention to his every move.

"So what?" The old man's voice was no longer as old as before, but it didn't make Xiao He feel that his tone had changed. "No. 3 will kill you, I still have to prepare some gifts for you."

"Number Three?" Xiao He remembered that the head who looked exactly like himself had said that he would be the third. However, how did he get into this person's mouth and become 9513 again?

Mo Cheng's previous guesses were all wrong, last time, it wasn't Uncle Geng who killed himself, but himself? So across two different time and space, I didn't meet myself in that time and space, but was protected by Uncle Geng?

Just to keep one of them? However, since you exist, it also means that you didn't die the day before? This, this...... He was stunned to test the bottom......

"9513, I admit, you did a great job." The old man continued.

"In some places, you do look like a young master, but you are looking for the wrong person."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You'll find out right away." He burst out laughing, and the laughter was bitter and bitter, as if mixed with endless pain. "No. 3, died miserably."

"I'm just a brother like him! Young master, heh, he can not treat us as human beings, but you, what are you? ”

"Old man, I know you're here. Speak to me clearly. Xiao He pounded helplessly against the smooth stone wall beside him, "What are you talking about?" You brought me here on purpose, didn't you? ”

"So what? 9513, you deserve it all. ”

“9513? Is this my code name? The more tense the environment, the more his heart will be inexplicably calmed down.

"Codename? Probably, right? The old man's voice was choppy, like a phone line that had been cut off. On his side, something should have happened.

"9513, don't think you can escape." His voice was extremely fierce, turning into endless power, silently knocking on Xiao He's heart, "Hahahaha......"

With his fading laughter, Xiao He noticed that his feet seemed to be being pulled hard by something. At first, he only paid attention to the old man, but now he actually felt the pain in his feet.

In groups, the sound of "brushing" sounded in the ears.

From under the rock wall, mysterious forces sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, pulling him to make him unable to move.

Those little things, which kept gnawing at his flesh and bones, began to climb up along his trouser legs.

His body grew heavier and heavier, as if he had been injected with an anesthetic, and he was frozen at the first bite of being eaten.

Hurt! The pain was piercing, the cold sweat on his forehead was rolling down and his eyelashes were pasting, and the already dark secret room was even more shrouded in a haze.

"Do you know what this is?" The old man's eerie and treacherous voice sounded in his ears again.

At this moment, Xiao He waited for a long time, as if it had lasted a century, and finally someone woke him up again.

An unnatural hoarse sound came from his throat, he had lost too much water and dried too much, "What? ”

"It's evolution." The old man suddenly stopped laughing, and became serious, like an old pedant who worships the classics.

"Do you know how you got here?"

"I don't know." Xiao He did as much as he could. It's just that the weight on his arm almost made him kneel.

He knew he was dying.

"From them, you are, and I am ......"

To be honest, Xiao He couldn't imagine what kind of person the old man was, and how he was so refined on the other side of the megaphone, performing his Nth mentality with his voice.

Isn't he tired of this man?

"Are you tired?" The other end of the voice laughed, "That's right, she's the first, perfect evolutionary." ”

Xiao He's heart suddenly cooled, and he realized that unconsciously, the sound of "brushing" around him gradually decreased, and the maggots around him were pitiful.

They're eating his flesh, and he's aware of that. It's just that what he doesn't know is that they eat and their bodies are growing.

And now, he is also vaguely aware that they have always been mistaken by him for ants and poisonous insects, but in fact, they are slightly smaller - people.

Is this what the old man said about creating man?

Creation in the true sense of the word?

Evolve?