Xia Chenghao also suddenly knelt down and closed his eyes, he knew why he couldn't forget those blue eyes so much, and after discovering this amazing coincidence, the guilt in his heart was even greater.

In just twenty years of life, twice he watched such a beautiful life disappear in front of him but was powerless to recover, the first time was when he personally operated the blade of fate to end Mason's life, and this time he watched the shuttle with the blade of destiny to make Zheng Keer die under the 501 Future Tower.

Seeing Abigail kneeling, the two sisters also knelt down at the same time, clasped their hands together on their chests, and silently recited the words of requiem.

Wicker stood quietly with his hands on his chest, looking at the sky where the 501 Future Tower had disappeared from afar, and there was not even a hint of a smile on his usually smiling face.

After a long time, the two girls slowly stood up and looked around, but they didn't see Xia Chenghao's figure, thinking that he had gone away and would come back in a while.

Xia Chenghao, who was in the distance, walked slowly on the street, looking at the panicked crowd around him and the dust in the sky, and sighed slightly in his heart.

In the eyes of these people, the planet Gris has become unreasonable at this moment, the fate of millions of people has become completely different, and the impact is unpredictable.

So, what about my fate?

Thinking of fate, his thoughts began to become confused, perhaps because too many people felt deeply about this word, Xia Chenghao only felt that a certain part of his head was becoming more and more painful, as if at a certain moment in the building, something was controlling him.

Yes, controlled by something, only this time it's really different. The image before him became still and colorless, and a great darkness fell over him like a waterfall, followed by a loud sound, so close that it seemed to be right in his ears.

Xia Chenghao's body stiffened, and the sharp pain without warning drowned him like a tide.

Before he could react, or not be able to react at all, the scene in front of him quickly became blurry, and he knew that he was in a coma, but there was another consciousness that was quite clear.

It's just another body that has no physical consciousness and doesn't make any improvements to his situation and can't give any instructions to his body. There was no light, no sound, and worse, there was wave after wave of excruciating pain.

It felt like I was being tied to a cross and burned with a soldering iron over and over again, and my consciousness was so clear that every pain could be captured so clearly.

Every second is so long.

Pain! I didn't feel anything but pain.

Under the waves of pain, his consciousness began to blur a little.

I don't know how long it has been, in this world without light and sound, time has no meaning. And Xia Chenghao is still suffering the most terrifying torture in the world.

The pain kept him calm like the wind, and if he continued like this, he would eventually collapse and most likely become a vegetative state.

Boundless, wave after wave, desperate.

Darkness, endless darkness.

In the eyes of others, that man is just a man who walks slowly like a machine, just like countless people in this city, with grief deep in the bone marrow, carried by the torrent of fate to the unknown future.

The black image was pierced by the invisible force, turning into a broken lens and falling into the endless nothingness.

Time and space are like a huge vortex, sucking everything into nothingness.

“Kappo――”

This term appeared in his mind again, and Xia Chenghao involuntarily raised his hand to touch the back of his head, where there was a code name about Kappo - KK3329, an indelible tattoo.

Twenty-one years on, he didn't know why he was born with this code.

On that rainy night on the Planet Fire, the code made him see something mysterious. That's when my impression of Kappo deepened, and the earlier first time was when I found the laser dagger in the arsenal.

As for his ability, he began to realize that it was about what Kappo had given him.

"Am ...... I'm not from this planet Grims? Or how is it different from these humans? ”

Indeed, a large number of questions flew through my mind.

Why could he come out of Red Moon's Blazing Martian base? Why could he learn everything in this universe in just a few months? Why does he start automatically restarting at eight o'clock every night? Why could he lift a big fat man who weighed more than twice his weight with one hand? Why did you successfully escape with Meilin from the more than 100 floors of the 501 Future Tower?

If there is an answer to all these questions at this time, it will only mean that he is not really human.

If you are not a human being, why do you have seven emotions and six desires, why do you eat, and why do you live in this circle?

Or why did his parents raise him, and where did this little guy come from in the first place?

At this moment, who is controlling and influencing Xia Chenghao's body feelings? Could it be that Kappo?

The desperate pain is like the angry waves on the golden waves, boundless and endless wave after wave, boundless darkness, desperate world.

Xia Chenghao did not give up struggling, trying his best to bear the severe pain that impacted his consciousness, while trying to figure out a way quickly.

He didn't have much to hope for, and the only thing he could hope for in such a situation was to find a way to alleviate the pain a little. Yes, it would be nice to alleviate the pain a little, and don't expect too much in many times in life, perhaps the ultimate ability of human evolution is to learn to be numb, if he is indeed a human being.

The best way to forget the pain is to ignore it and think about something good, but this is not an easy task for Xia Chenghao, but he must think about something.

So he began to try to control his consciousness and let himself think about other things, trying to use this trick to distract himself and reduce the pain.

However, the sharp pain like a stormy sea is not at all something that the current weak consciousness can resist, and it is impossible to calm down his consciousness at all, just like building a house out of sand on a stormy beach, and waves of severe pain are constantly tearing and stirring his consciousness, and even a second of calm is extremely difficult.

I tried to think about the situation when I was by my parents' side when I was a child, accompanying An Xiaoya out of the courtyard, watching the grass and smelling the flowers. But these pictures are like paintings on the sand, and they are shattered by the rain and waves before they fall.

I don't know where I am, I don't know how long it has been, maybe not too long. Because he knew that in an overly sensitive environment, time would seem extraordinarily long, and waves of sharp pain, as usual, continued to tear and impact his consciousness, and what he was thinking was immediately shattered, and then there was an astonishing sensation of severe pain. (To be continued.) )