When Ning He woke up, the scene in front of him was no longer the cold and damp alley in his dream, but a bright and tidy ward.

I still remember what happened three years ago.

He was lying on the hospital bed, and next to him sat a well-dressed middle-aged man in a brown-gray stand-up collar shirt and a pair of brown square-framed eyes, quietly watching him wake up.

"Uncle Mo."

The boy made a faint voice, and the middle-aged man was the steward of the orphanage where he was staying.

When he fainted and was discovered, the hospital should have notified the orphanage manager through the emergency contact on his ID card, Mo Wentong.

"Are you awake?" Mo Wentong looked at him calmly.

Ning He nodded, "Hmm." ”

"The doctor checked you and said you were fine, just fainting occasionally. Now that you're awake, you can be discharged tomorrow after one more day of recuperation in the hospital, and then continue to go to school and live normally, understand? ”

Ning He nodded again, and responded a little weakly.

Mo Wentong nodded in the same way, he stared at Ning He's black and white eyes for a few moments, and then got up to leave.

He stopped at the door, turned his head and said the last words to Ning He, who was still looking at him on the bed.

"The cost of hospitalization this time will be on your account. Also, when I went back to the orphanage this weekend, Madame wanted to hear an explanation of why you suddenly fell into a coma. You should understand that Madame only wants to hear what the person himself says. ”

In the end, Mo Wentong's tone was aggravated and he looked at him meaningfully.

"Okay."

Mo Wentong nodded again, then walked out of the ward and closed the door.

Seeing that the door was completely solid, Ning He quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Every time he was in the same room as Steward Mo, he would feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

His eyes, which seemed to be shrouded in gray mist, always made Ning He's heart beat faster, and there was a strange feeling that he didn't want to look directly but couldn't take the initiative to move away.

Thinking that he had an extra sum in his account, Ning He's imagination of the future dimmed a little more, it was really a headache why he suddenly fainted.

Three years ago, the woman in the red dress took him to the Morning Star Orphanage, and then made a debt for him like all the children in the house.

The Morning Star Orphanage raised him until he was 20 years old, and then he went out on his own to make a living and earn money to pay off his debts and pay off the expenses of the Morning Star Orphanage.

At the beginning, the stunning woman in the red dress was the director of the Morning Star Orphanage, and all the children called her "Madame".

Because tradition has been going on since ancient times.

Ning He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the policy of the Morning Star Orphanage, it gave him a future, and he deserved to be rewarded.

There is no free lunch in the world, it is the truth that Ah He, a street child when he followed the old man, knew it.

It was a single room, and he was the only one in the room.

Ning He waited for a few minutes, but saw that there was still no movement at the door.

So he lifted the quilt and sat up, spreading his hands out, not at all like the weak appearance he had just had when he had communicated with Steward Mo.

In fact, from the moment he woke up, he felt surprisingly in good spirits, without any of the after-effects of a normal coma.

At that time, when communicating with Steward Mo, his hands buried in the quilt were hot, and he could feel an unusual heat flowing on his hands.

It's just that he didn't care about it at the time, so he didn't hurriedly take it out to check.

"What is this......

Ning He's expression was a little sluggish.

At this time, wisps of hair-like hair were constantly growing from under his skin on his hands.

They increase in length, stretching into grayish-white silk threads, and then break at the roots.

These gray-white silk threads float in the air, disswelling into small clumps of gray-white mist.

Eventually, they swam through the air, converging into a grayish-white ball of gaseous gas floating in front of Ning He's line of sight.

"Hello, I'm an amp."

An ethereal voice sounded in his head, startling him.

He saw that the surface of the gray-white ball in front of him had dots of light, and they began to swim on the surface of the ball, faster and faster, and the brilliance flowed.

Ning He glanced around the entire small room, there was nothing, and finally he looked at the gray-white ball again, and said cautiously, "Are you talking to me?" ”

"Yes, I'm an amp, I'm talking to you, a human with a Fit Spirit."

Its voice is ethereal, and its way of speaking is somewhat mechanical.

The gray-white ball had a small rise and fall, and the dazzling streamer on its body made Ning He a little unable to take his eyes off.

It's really beautiful.

"How did you talk to me?"

Ning He asked curiously, the young man's strong curiosity overcame the fear of the unknown in his heart, not to mention that this gray-white ball was not terrifying and even a little cute.

"You are my host, and I can communicate directly with your spirit within a certain range. Actually, you don't need to speak, you just have to say what you want to say to me in your head, and I can know it, and we can communicate directly in your head. ”

"It's amazing! Ah, sorry for saying it anyway......"

Ning He was a little amazed, but he still couldn't help but habitually speak.

Teenagers and girls often don't have much wariness of novelty things, but are more curious.

"It's okay, you can communicate with me however you want, I don't care." An ethereal voice echoed in his head, and Ning He could feel the same hint of curiosity in his words.

"Can you tell me what you are, then?"

"I am an Amp, an intelligent life being different from you, and we have our own civilization."

"Aliens?" Ning He thought in his heart, this was the only more appropriate word he could think of.

"Yes."

"Then why are you attaching yourself to me?"

Amp was silent for a moment, and then an ethereal voice sounded in Ning He's heart.

"I want to live, I don't have any extra energy left, and you're the only host I can possess."

Ning He was stunned after hearing this, and the curiosity that first surged like a tide began to slowly recede, and uneasiness and fear began to grow in his heart.

Don't think about it, his fainting this time is naturally due to it.

He keenly grasped a word.

"At the time?"

"Well, I was attached to you three years ago, and I have been recovering from a deep sleep since then, and I only woke up yesterday."

He realized a little later, and now he thought that he had been possessed by an alien creature for three whole years.

For a moment, he looked at this colorful gray-white ball, and his back was cold.

It's no longer natural.

His hand unconsciously grabbed the fruit knife on the table next to him, and his upper body tensed.

"Don't be nervous."

An ethereal voice sounded, and there seemed to be warm sunlight inside, and it seemed to want to soothe the fear in Ning He's heart.

Ning Hexin said: "Can you feel my emotions? ”

"Hmm."

Ning He pondered for a moment, slowly exhaled, as if he had made some kind of decision, he looked at it seriously and said, "Will you harm me?" ”

The gray-white ball didn't answer immediately, and the speed of the light on its body slowed down a bit.

It took a moment for its voice to ring in my heart.

"No, strictly speaking, my parasitism is good for you, I can help you embark on a new evolutionary system, and you will benefit immensely.

There was a demagogic hint in its voice, and it was very urgent.

"That-" Ning He hesitated, "Then we'll be partners from now on?" ”

It seemed that he could only choose to believe it now, and a fifteen-year-old boy didn't think much about it.

"Partner?" There was some questioning emotion in the ethereal voice, and then affirmed, "Well, partner." ”

He could feel the joy inside.

Fifteen-year-old boy Ning He became a partner with an amp in a hospital room.

The first meeting of human civilization and the Amp civilization took place in the infancy of the two civilizations.