When he let go of his body and mind, the memories of tens of thousands of people flooded him like a tidal wave, which were the memories of the dead people, who belonged to them.

There are not only the painful screams before death, not only the fear and helplessness of being eaten by the living corpses, but also the memories of earlier, more mundane times.

At the moment, he has the ability to process information like a supercomputer, and can erase all these memories in a matter of seconds.

But he didn't do that, and to use this ability, he had to think like a computer, but he didn't want to be like that yet, and he wanted to give himself more time.

So time seemed to turn back, and he was pulled into it by the water of memory.

"Wake up, get up soon, I'm going to be late."

In the haze, a gentle voice called to him.

He woke up suddenly, and the morning sun illuminated his face through the old green window of the piping.

It's a bedroom with posters of basketball stars on the walls, a desk on the left side of the bed, textbooks and open homework books on the table, and a blue bag with a cartoon pattern on it, resting on the bedside table.

He was wearing a pair of pajamas, and there was an electronic watch next to his pillow, which made a ticking sound, and the time on the dial was already 7:15.

It suddenly occurred to him that it was Monday, he was going to school, and his homework had not yet been completed.

He ejected from the bed like a carp, quickly changed into his school uniform, rinsed his mouth with only a mouthwash cup, wiped his face with a handkerchief dipped in water, stuffed the books on the table into his school bag, and rushed out of the house.

"Skipping breakfast?"

"I'll buy it at the school gate!"

"Tomorrow is a vacation, two people need to work overtime, is it voluntary? If not, I'll specify. ”

In the work group, the leader sent a suffocating message.

"Voluntary registration, there is really no one, I will designate, I can't help it, Mr. Zhang arranged @ everyone"

"No one spoke for two days? If no one wants to, then I'll appoint, @小李@小陈你们去加班吧"

The fire doesn't hit one place, and I really don't treat people as people!

"Lao Tzu XXX!"

In an Internet café, the sound of noisy keyboards.

He was wearing headphones and facing the screen.

"I'm big enough to be in the C position! Hurry up and go big! Fast! ”

"It's huge! I got it! ”

"Love pretending! Love the skin! I like to stand in front of you! Death to the master! ”

"Don't even think about running! It's a wave! ”

“GG！”

He tapped his keyboard excitedly and watched the "Victory" sign appear on the screen.

"Well played! Family! ”

"If you win, it's your family, good guy!"

"Don't say it, tonight is all night, and the decisive battle will be until dawn!"

The memories of tens of thousands of people pulled him in.

He went through the memories of tens of thousands of people, and suddenly broke into that noisy and cloudy day.

It was a very cold and cloudy day, and it was near the end of the year.

Maybe life isn't pretty, maybe it's not as good as it should be, but when the New Year comes, there will always be new expectations - maybe the coming year will be better.

But everything was destroyed that day, and tens of thousands of pains and resentments blessed him.

When the infection broke out, the drowning pain infected his whole body.

The city was noisy, there were fires in all directions, and black smoke rose.

Car crashes, panicked crowds, fires, blood and corpses.

"Mom! Mom! He shouted at the woman in the flames, and he cried out in a heart-rending voice, and was crushed to the ground by the living corpse, and fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

"Lao Tzu has already seen that you are not happy! I think that being a leader is a master! He tore off his bow tie, picked up the mop on the table, and swung it at the fat, big-eared, bloodshot fellow.

He beat the guy up, but he didn't leave the company where he was trapped, he was bitten by the rush of living corpses, he locked himself in the bathroom, lit a cigarette with trembling hands, looked up at the dilapidated ceiling, and thought to himself, I should have beaten the bastard while he was alive.

What they have experienced, Kyungwon has experienced in another way.

The consciousness of the mother body is also hidden in it, and it vainly tries to use the tens of thousands of memories it has absorbed to crush Kyungwon's consciousness.

But Kyungwon finally found her, and when the disaster struck, she was lying in a hospital bed.

She was wearing a pure white hospital gown, she had to wear a hat to cover her thinning and ugly hair because of chemotherapy, she was full of hatred for the world, she hated why she had this disease, and not someone else.

She died in agony and was reborn as the first generation of Hela.

It was a pale ward, a separate room rented exclusively for her.

She was full of hostility, grinning at Kyungwon and making a beastly expression.

But she was not a ferocious beast now, she was curled up in the innermost part of the hospital bed, like a frightened cat.

Probably scared, still afraid of death, as a human being, she was so afraid of death, she endured such painful treatment, she wanted to live.

She wanted to live, she wanted to stand in the sun.

Even though she had become a different creature, the obsession remained.

She's always been trying to stay alive.

Kyungwon sat down in front of the bed, she became more and more restless and restless, she threw everything around her that could be used, she threw the pillow, the orange at the bedside, the water glass.

She can only do this kind of thing, because this is the consciousness space of Kyung Won, here, she has changed back to the pale sick number, and she has changed back to the deepest and most primitive appearance in her heart, but she doesn't even remember her own name, she only remembers this ward, and that painful memory has always been engraved in her consciousness.

Kyungwon sat quietly on the edge of the bed, his face like water, like a rock, and let her throw things at him.

Now he has a big heart in his heart, and there is no resentment or anything else.

Whether it is evil or good, he does not reject it, he accepts it.

He accepted the pain of tens of thousands of people, and naturally accepted her pain.

She threw away everything she could throw around, only a lamb doll held in the palm of her hand, and she unconsciously hugged the doll, a small, a few inches in size white lamb with soft fluff.

She held the lamb in her arms and shivered, she knew she was going to die, death was such a terrible thing.

Kyungwon gets close to her and she begins to struggle, she scratches Kyungwon's skin with her fingernails and bites Kyungwon's arm with her teeth.

Her uneasiness and anxiety were accepted by Kyungwon, and he hugged her gently.

In fact, there are not only painful memories, but she was clearly very happy that day when her friends brought this little sheep to see her.

This memory is also accompanied by the obsession of "living", which has always accompanied her.

But she threw away the lamb and smashed it on Kyungwon's body.

Jing Yuan picked up the lamb, put it in her arms, and let her bite and scratch it, she suddenly burst into tears, and died with tears in her eyes, and when she died, she hugged her lamb.

(End of chapter)