Lu Mingfei turned his attention back to the dark room that had not been fully explored.

The mirrored workbench also had a small precision engraver, and pale silver large-caliber bullets were neatly stacked in mahogany boxes.

The surface of each bullet is carved with intricate patterns, and Lu Mingfei's fingers gently rub it, and he can feel that these patterns contain extraordinary power.

Chu Zihang's attention was on the cork board in front of the workbench, which was filled with pictures with thumbtacks.

Lu Mingfei glanced at it and skipped it, these photos were all taken of women and children, and there was no important information.

But for Chu Zihang, these photos represent the man's precious memories.

The protagonist of the photo is without exception his mother, the man's shooting skills are very good, under his lens, the mother is so varied, and all the changes are so beautiful.

Chu Zihang imagined the man smoking a cigar in his mouth, fishing out one photo after another from the pool with tweezers, fixing them to the wooden board with thumbtacks, and watching them slowly dry through-

It was his wife and children who once belonged to him, but now they can only be presented in his frame.

Drunk, he took out his red pen and wrote on the edge of the photograph as if he were talking to the woman in the frame:

"It's your first year away from me, and you look good."

It's the second year, please don't be so haggard. ”

"In the third year, you're fat."

"In the fourth year, I have less time to think of you."

"In the fifth year, it continues to get less."

"Sixth year, but still miss you."

……

"Daddy...... How much responsibility did you have to bear to be willing to leave alone? ”

Chu Zihang's fingers lightly touched the photos and handwriting, muttering to himself.

"It's better to save this kind of talk and ask again when you see him, and now bring a knife to help."

Lu Mingfei interrupted Chu Zihang's thoughts, and pulled out a heavy silver suitcase from under the workbench, with a half-lush and half-withered World Tree engraved on the surface.

Chu Zihang was stunned, he had seen this style of suitcase.

That night, Dad used it as bait to try to get him a chance at life.

The box was tightly closed, there was no combination lock, only a card slot, but it was obviously the fastest to cut it with the village rain.

Cun Yu once again became an unboxing tool, and when the box was opened, Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up - although his golden eyes were dazzling enough:

"Oh."

The crates were filled with all sorts of cold firearms, Glock, Beretta, M1887 lever-action shotguns-

Chu Zihang recognized this dangerous thing, Arnold in "The Terminator". Schwarzenegger threw this shotgun.

In addition to this, the box even contained a set of disassembled Barrett M82A1 large-caliber sniper rifles.

At the bottom of the box are various types of bullets, each painted with a different pattern, and some are even listed on their own, with the bottom painted red to indicate their danger.

Chu Zihang gasped, this is simply a small arsenal!

Lu Mingfei was a little excited, he hadn't smelled gunpowder for too long, so he took out a handful of Beretta and played with it in his hand:

"It's light, but at least it's a gun...... Sure enough, you still have to have a gun, how can you purify the alien without a gun! ”

"We are still students now...... It's not quite appropriate to use this. ”

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei, who hung the pistol on his waist, and reminded with a strange face.

"Uh...... All right. ”

Lu Mingfei then remembered that he was in a peaceful and legal society, and he couldn't swagger around with a gun, so he had to reluctantly put the gun back in the box.

"I still haven't figured out who my father is, and what our eyes represent."

Chu Zihang said in a low voice.

"He's half-blooded."

Lu Mingfei pushed the suitcase back under the table and spoke.

"Half-bloods?"

Lu Mingfei nodded:

"Humans and pseudo-gods, or humans and aliens, that is, the half-blood lives of those dragons, I guess it's the latter."

In the negotiation with the little devil Lu Mingze just now, the other party mentioned a "super hybrid".

Through the connection of the information here, Lu Mingfei quickly guessed the conclusion.

"Your father is a half-blood human with alien shapes, who infiltrated the city in order to find or kill the false gods."

"Since you are his son, it is normal for you to inherit some of his alien blood."

Chu Zihang seemed to be accepting and digesting this fact, and was silent for a while before asking:

"What about you, do you also have alien blood?"

“…… I hate to admit it, but I do have that alien bloodline called the Dragons. ”

"If I see my parents back, I'll have to ask them."

Lu Mingfei sighed.

The pure human blood was mixed with unclean things all of a sudden, which was still a little blow to him.

"So what now? I only have a pair of sunglasses, and it might be a bit noticeable for us to go out with those eyes on. ”

Chu Zihang said.

"Calm down and pray to the Emperor reverently."

"As a soldier of the Emperor, you must first learn to control your emotions and keep your mind calm at all times."

"From now on, I will teach you to confess your faith to Him."

Lu Mingfei's face became serious, since the other party chose to believe in the emperor, he had to start with a confession of faith:

With every bit of my strength,

With every inch of my will,

With every ounce of my soul,

I swear,

My soul and my faith,

Belongs to the immortal emperor,

Shepherd of souls.

……

When Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang walked out of room 062, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The golden pupils of both of them had been extinguished and returned to their normal appearance.

"It's a little late."

Chu Zihang closed the door of room 062 and locked it.

The smell of kerosene in the hallway was still strong, and the old incandescent lights flickered and flickered, making it look more like a horror movie scene destined for something.

"I have to go back quickly, I hope my aunt keeps my food."

Lu Mingfei said.

Back in the liquidation team office on the first floor, Uncle Shui had already left, Chu Zihang put the key back in the drawer and wrote a note and pressed it on the table.

"Don't you keep the key for yourself? You can find a place to move everything out there. ”

"It's okay, I took a soft offset impression, and I can make two new ones when I go back."

Chu Zihang said.

At night, the abandoned factory area is even more dead darkness, it is estimated that the weather is cloudy, and even the stars cannot be seen in the sky, and the five fingers cannot be seen when walking on the road.

However, this is nothing to Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, their eyes can now see normally in the dark, and it is estimated that they are affected by the alien bloodline in their bodies.

"Bell!"

Suddenly, a melodious bell rang in the ruins of the factory.