Ten thousand times? 100,000 times? Or a million times? Or is it more? He didn't know. I just feel that life has never been so long and unacceptably long, longer than any memory of the pain in the past.

Xia Chenghao felt that he was not far from a collapse, and he couldn't say why, but he could strongly feel that there was a voice calling him in the distance, like the voice of his mother and father, maybe it was a hint of his heart.

Give it up! Don't struggle anymore, what if you sink? Is life really so precious that it is worth the pain you have to pay for?

"No—"

Xia Chenghao didn't know if he really shouted out so loudly, and the voice echoed in the sea of consciousness, as if even the waves that rushed to him retreated.

Yes, they did flinch a bit, but they pounced again as if they were gathering strength. The power is greater and more violent.

No, it can't go on like this!

What little sanity he had left told him that if he continued like this, his self-consciousness would soon fade away.

Memories like computer data began to search the brain for something, and some visions of planets, robots, babies, and garbage dumps reappeared. The last time such a shot appeared was on Scorching Mars, nearly six years have passed, and I haven't remembered it since, but why did it come again today?

On a long production line, babies who look exactly the same hang like products, and follow the assembly line to an exit. There were many tall men in uniform, and the babies were tested one by one.

From time to time, one of them will be picked out of the assembly line and thrown into the next box, and then sprayed with something like water mist.

Soon, the babies suddenly opened their closed eyes, and pain and despair were reflected in them. But this look lasted less than two seconds, and the deep, divine eye began to lose its brilliance, flickering like an electric lamp that had lost its energy, and finally went out.

The assembly line continued to roll, and the lucky part of the babies passed through the exit and flowed to the next link.

And those babies who are thrown into the boxes are pushed into the garbage mouth and dumped like ragdolls. The giant wheel-type cleaner wields his manipulator to press the trash into the square body.

I don't know how long it was, maybe it was a day, maybe it was just a few minutes, and the light appeared above the body.

The hatch opened, and the shuttle with the word Kappo on it hung high in the air, and the body containing the babies was flipped down. All the objects inside fell from a great height, like a baby rain.

The damn bird had been waiting for him for a long time, and when he saw this, he began to cry excitedly. For them, it's a feast, a feast that happens every week.

The babies who fell into the garbage dump did not react because they had lost their lives hours or days earlier, or they had never been given life.

The shuttle quickly departed, heading for the city, which was 1,340 kilometers away.

Because of the huge impact, one of the discarded items began to writhe his little limbs. Of the hundreds of babies, it was the only one writhing, while the others had long since become food under the beak of the giant bird.

Predators don't dare to come forward easily, this is something they have not encountered, and no meat has ever been able to move when it arrives here.

The garbage trucks appeared, and someone began to wrestle with those predators......

Soon the poor and lucky little baby lay down in the garbage truck, and the man who couldn't see his face quickly pushed the cart out of the garbage dump......

In the second half of these shots, Xia Chenghao had already remembered it when he was on Scorching Mars, and this time it seemed to be much more. Flipping several pages forward like a book, he got to know Kappo a little more.

With his IQ, it's not hard to piece together these fragments. The headache is getting worse, perhaps because of the reboot of a large amount of memory data, or because the data is enabled and a new program is triggered, warning him that he can't use this part of the data.

But he gradually figured out a little pattern, the sharp pain that came out of nowhere was like a wave on the golden ocean, wave after wave, wave after wave, but each time the sharp pain came there would be an extremely short pause, if your senses were sharp enough, you could think of it as the calm before the storm, but the initial pain often covered up this short gap.

"Warning--Warning-"

Xia Chenghao was constantly reminded in his brain, but he didn't know what this program was warning about. Either the pain level went up, or he didn't have to struggle anymore, or something.

This gap was perhaps the only time it was possible for his consciousness to remain quiet, and he told himself that it was only in a state of tranquility that he could turn his attention to something else, not to the desperate pain.

Where is the attention controlled? Frontal lobe or something else? I can barely remember!

Yes, it's the frontal lobe, oh my! He seemed to feel the boiling ocean in his frontal lobes, and it seemed that wherever he paid attention, he became the source of pain.

Calm, calm, he needs to be calm......

But even during that period of calm time, it was quite difficult to keep yourself calm.

The time between the two waves of severe pain is extremely short, and it is difficult to enter a state of calm in such a short period of time. And the period between the two waves of severe pain, although the pain is slightly reduced, it is still painful. However, he had no choice, and that was the only thing he could do right now.

As for whether it is right or wrong, you have to try it to know.

Failure -

Failure -

Or failed.

He didn't want to give up, perhaps because his consciousness was numb, and his mind ran automatically like a program stuck in an endless loop, again and again, weakly but tenaciously resisting the invasion of pain, expanding the time of the calm period, although he felt that the calm period was not significantly expanded, but he also seemed to feel that his ability to bear pain increased a lot.

It's not pain that comes from a part of the body, but the kind of pain that tells you directly in your brain, and if there is original sin, this pain might be called original pain. He had been trained in Canathpoli through brutality, even if he had stood naked in front of countless snowstorms or in a crater that spewed hot flames, but the pain was nothing compared to what it was now, and the pain imprinted in his mind was the real pain.

It's a pity that he has no other choice, since it is the pain in the brain, then only by controlling the brain can he relieve his pain, and he wants to get rid of this feeling. (To be continued.) )