The sewers are still so dirty. Emaciated figures lay on either side. The body exudes a faint dead air. There were no rats, because they were all eaten. Only a few maggots burrow in and out of these people's hairs, and from time to time they are found and eaten.

Blood Pupil walked down the path home, and at his feet was a mess of human bodies.

No one stopped him, and today's blood pupils were a little scary. In the past, no matter how indifferent he was, his gaze was normal. But today, he looked at everyone as if he were looking at a group of dead things. There is no affection and no pity.

Along the way, everyone, whether it was a dirty beggar or a down-and-out homeless man, couldn't help but make way for him. Let him be separated as if the waves were parting. So it only took a while to return to the hut. Pushing open the door, everything in the room was imprinted in his eyes.

The room was empty......

The blood pupil's eyes darkened.

There is no such slender back. There was also no kind greeting. The cottage was a mess, with only a shabby wooden bed and a small square table. In the corner of the wall are bales of steel bars that have been sharpened. Nothing else. You can tell that the hut has just been ransacked. The food had long since been taken away, and even his wooden bed had some tooth marks.

This is his cabin. Places that seem familiar.

But the familiar people are gone.

Blood Pupil couldn't help but muttered to herself. "Some, it's not quite the same......"

At this moment, his mind suddenly became dizzy, and a faint voice asked him. "What's different?"

He didn't answer, but stood by the door for a moment. He walked into the hut on his own. Lying on that cold plank bed.

The plank bed was hard and cool. But the blood pupil's expression was satisfied. It's like lying on the most comfortable couch. Only a moment later he fell asleep. The old wooden door still creaked, and outside the door were scrawny crowds, waiting to die, as if they had been a long time ago......

Black bears are not patient people. In fact, after Coppertooth's crying, he couldn't wait even a minute before leading someone into the sewers. As the boss of Vault 27, he couldn't stand being challenged to his authority. What's more, it's the blood pupil, which is not even a waste in his eyes. He wants to use the blood of the blood pupil to let everyone know who is the owner of Vault 27.

But. He thought of the beginning, not the end.

Outside the hut, blood flowed from the concrete floor, and tattered corpses, many of them no longer humanoid, lay out of the door. The blood pupil, who has experienced the career of a cosmic mercenary, is no longer accustomed to the strength of ordinary people's blows, so it is difficult to distinguish the severity when attacking. On the opposite side of the hut, black bears are nailed to the wall in large zigzags. There is a sharp steel bar stuck in each of the limbs.

His expression was terrified, as if he wanted to ask for mercy. But he could no longer make a sound.

A sharp steel bar was inserted from his mouth and directly through his body.

From beginning to end, Blood Hitomi didn't say a word to him. Because I'm too lazy to ramble. He finished the killing right under the watchful eyes of everyone in the sewers.

Silently tearing apart the limbs of the enemy, silently twisting the opponent's neck. Silent nailed the black bear to the wall, and silent. In the midst of the other party's pleading, the steel bar was inserted into his mouth.

No mercy, no hesitation.

The blood pupil seemed to be doing something very normal. But that bland and silence are the source of everyone's fear. You must know that no matter how vicious a person is, he must show it in order to deter people, but the blood pupil can't be said to show it at all. What does it mean to have no performance?

Means habit.

Accustomed to bloodlust, accustomed to killing, and not even thinking anything special. This is the attitude that makes everyone shudder.

In the silent sewers, blood drips from the black bear's body. Blood Pupil's gaze was a little confused. He said to himself again. "It's a little bit more, it's different......"

"What's different?"

The hazy voice asked again. The blood pupil still didn't answer.

He just put down the bloody steel bar in silence, returned to the hut in silence, and lay on the bed in silence. Fall asleep in silence......

It's like his silent killing.

The days that followed were a bit lively, and there were no black bears. Small groups that had been suppressed in the shelters became active, with occasional bloodshed and clashes. The 'mighty' of the last days are using their primitive and crude ways to decide who is the new 'leader' of Vault 27. Of course, enlisting the support of the blood pupil has also become the most important thing for them to consider.

At the very beginning. There are several small groups that simply claim that Blood Pupil is their leader. Then the looting began. It seems that this way you can do whatever you want. But when their bodies were nailed to the walls outside the hut, no one dared to do so. Next, several leaders of the small group came to visit the Blood Pupil, wanting to make the Blood Pupil their backer. However, their bodies were also nailed to the opposite wall.

At the end of the day, everyone realized one thing. That is, the blood pupil has no sense of their struggle for power at all. He didn't feel anything here.

So after a clumsy fight, a burgeoning group becomes the boss of the Vault. And the first thing that boss came to power. It was to bring a lot of food to the blood pupil. and determining the status of the blood pupil.

To his delight, the blood pupil calmly accepted the food. Then go back to sleep......

The refuge was thus at peace.

But what everyone didn't know was that after all this was calm. One night, however, the blood pupil went to an abandoned treatment plant in the sewers. Linger for a moment in a hidden corner.

"It's different."

"What's the difference?" The voice whispered again. But it still hasn't been answered.

Three days later, the Blood Pupil went to the black market again. That was the starting point that led him to a legendary career. But he didn't see the bandage merchant, and certainly not the pair of gloves with the kit.

Standing in the middle of the black market, Blood Pupil suddenly smiled. He muttered to himself. "Sure enough, everything was different."

"What the hell are you talking about?" The mysterious voice sounded at the right time. As if tempted. "What's different?

This time, the blood pupil did not ignore him, but said something naturally. "You're annoying......"

Then, history still follows the trajectory, and the blood pupil runs away from X35 and meets Sarah. Under the familiar mountain peak, I saw the meteorite falling from the sky.

Hensel, as he remembered, appeared in front of the Blood Pupil.

But unlike the coma in his memory, the first words of the blood pupil when he saw Hensel descending from it were ......

"I've been waiting for you for a long time......"

With that, the blood pupil jumped in front of Hensel and punched through the opponent's chest. (To be continued......)