Lance, who was still a half-old child at the time, was in the crowd and watched the scene. At that time, he vowed that when he grew up, he would become such a hero.

It's a pity that the later development did not meet people's wishes.

The alien threat is lifted, humanity is also devastated and a long period of recuperation begins.

Perhaps the most ironic thing about human nature is that it is only in times of desperation that people can embody that selfless temperament.

As order was established little by little, classes and hierarchies began to be divided little by little. Heroes with great strength naturally gained greater power.

Some of these heroes began to see ordinary people as inferior. This view was quickly embraced by more people.

In the era of relative peace, humanity came out of the shadow of hiding in the corner and licking its scars, and began to re-emerge as the ruler of this earth. Within humanity, however, a clear division began.

Ordinary people are reduced to inferior people, while superpowers become hot beings.

This may not have been imagined by those who died on the battlefield.

And Lance, who doesn't have any superpowers and can't afford to fit a gene chip, is undoubtedly reduced to an inferior person.

Whenever he thinks of these past events and memories, Lance sighs.

He hadn't remembered those memories for a long time.

It was a collection of memories of a tragic childhood: half a bowl of porridge boiled by my mother, my father's constant coughing on his deathbed when he was seriously ill, the wildcat with cold eyes outside the windowsill, and ......

A little girl feeding cats.

Those images were retouched many years later. Lance only felt a sense of vicissitudes.

So much so that when he fell into his own contemplation, he didn't even see Diana's strange face.

......

When Lance finally woke up from his memories, Diana kindly prompted, "We'll be there in five minutes." ”

"Where?" asked Lance, a little confused.

"Huaxia District, the eighth airport of Donghang City. Diana said.

Lance was a little surprised: "Didn't you go to Tibet?"

"The big crack thing, we've made arrangements. Three days later, there will be an elite squad hero who will carry out our planned mission. So we still have time. Besides, don't you want to go back to your hometown?"

Faced with Diana's somewhat unpredictable attitude, Lance chose to change the subject:

"Since there's five minutes left, let's talk about Paramount. If I'm not mistaken, you probably want me to be part of your squad, right?"

Diana narrowed her eyes. Like a cunning Persian cat.

She brushed her hair. Nodding his head, he said, "That's true." ”

"Because there are only a few people on the entire earth, who have not been polluted by quantum storms, but they have more power than ordinary people. ”

......

When the stealth plane finally stopped. Lance slowly got off the plane.

The No. 8 Airport of Donghang City is subordinate to the Tiandun Bureau. When Lance stood on the runway of the airport. When I feel the sun shining on me, I don't have any special feeling in my heart.

The sun is very warm, compared to the old days. I don't know how many times better the air quality in the new era. This may also be the change brought about by the quantum storm, after all, after this catastrophe, mankind has also developed a lot of new energy. There are always pros and cons to everything.

Unlike Manhattan, neither the initial Quantum Storm, nor the two subsequent alien invasions, nor the invasion of the rest of the monsters, have destroyed the beautiful city of Donghang. On the entire map of Huaxia District, the city's population is also ranked in the top ten. Even in the whole of Asia, it can be ranked in the top 15.

It's just that compared to the cities of the old era, the cities of the new era always have some cookie-trap places - impregnable energy defenses, chaotic and impoverished outer areas, safe and warm inner areas.

The northeast corner of the city is a relatively less dilapidated gathering point.

Lance walked in the corners of the city, and the ruins of the devastation were still visible. It's just that under the hard work of the people, more and more areas inside the defensive shield have been cleared.

Walking around a corner, the small building in front of me seemed to be a little different from the hazy appearance in my memory.

But the same thing is that it is still so crumbling, and it looks like it could fall down at any moment.

In fact, when Lance and his parents moved out of the underground bunker twenty years ago and moved into this small building, the building was crumbling.

I didn't expect it to be the same twenty years later.

He walked quickly closer to the small building and walked past a courtyard.

208's window was still closed, and he paused in the courtyard for a moment, pondering for a moment, and finally walked inside.

Nothing has changed in the room, except for a lot of dust.

A family photo from many years ago was placed in the most conspicuous place in the living room, a yellowed photo, of young Lance and his father who was not yet old, and his mother who was still beautiful.

The work materials of three years ago are scattered on the desk, and two broken pens are still lying quietly on the edge of the corner.

A notebook, Lance flipped through, in a familiar and clumsy font, which he had written before he had crossed over.

Keeping a diary every day was something his mother had always asked him to do when he was young.

Until the time of the countercurrent event, he completed it on time every day.

The qiē in the old house was so full of memories that for a moment, Lance even had the urge to stay.

Only in the end, he walked out of the room with a wry smile.

The past is in the past.

No matter how cruel the past is, it will always become better after being embellished by memories, not to mention that those memories always have something to cherish for Lance.

He walked out of the courtyard and prepared to leave.

Who knew that at this time, a familiar and unfamiliar "meow~" voice sounded in his ears.

A thin, black wildcat, standing on the fence of the yard, was looking at Lance with a wary gaze.

It stared at Lance with bright eyes for a moment. Suddenly, he ran over very affectionately and rubbed Lance's trouser leg.

"Hey, long time no see. ”

Lance whispered a low grin at the black cat.

The black cat meowed twice, which was considered a response.

This black cat is definitely an outlier among cats, and it has been there since Lance moved into this yard twenty years ago. He won't go away when they drive him away, and he won't eat when they feed him. It just lingered around the compound.

In Lance's memory, it only ate what was fed by one person.

"Three years have passed, she should have left a long time ago, right?"

Lance shook his head, catching a glimpse of the spirituality that flashed in the black cat's eyes. Suddenly I wanted to bend down and pick up the black cat.

It's rare to come back. Why don't you take something with you?

After all, this cat and he are old acquaintances.

Who knew that when Lance bent over, the black cat was quite alert, and directly jumped and dodged Lance. Then quickly climbed up the fence. He looked at Lance with a vicious gaze.

It doesn't want to get out of here.

Lance laughed dumbly. He casually turned on a death gaze. Sure enough, I found something unusual about this black cat.

Its soul mist is comparable to that of a human, probably one of the consequences of the quantum storm, and this small mutation is not in danger of the survival of the human race itself. Ordinary people don't care.

"No wonder you can live so long. Lance smiled self-deprecatingly: "I'm afraid this cat's life is a little longer than that of ordinary humans." ”

After walking around, Lance took a deep breath and finally quickly left his former home.

After all, people still have to move forward.

He hadn't forgotten the purpose of his trip.

......

Half an hour after Lance left, a woman in a white dress hurried into the courtyard.

Her face was calm, but when she saw the black cat on the fence, she showed a smile that she hadn't seen for a long time.

It was as if the tiredness of the days had dissipated.

She hadn't lived here for a long time, but she still came back from time to time to see the black cat.

I can't say why, maybe it's just a habit.

The woman spreads out the food in the bag, and exquisite cat food is not easy to obtain in this day and age.

The black cat pounced excitedly, and one man and one cat stood in the yard like this, one eating, the other talking.

Women habitually tell the black cat about their daily chores.

"This house, since the man disappeared three years ago, no one has lived in it, how can you live alone?"

"I'm going to Tibet tomorrow, and I probably won't be able to come back for a long time. ”

"You're alone...... No, a cat, take good care of yourself......"

"Hey, I don't know where that man went. I've searched the bureau's database many times, but I haven't found anything, is it gone?"

As he said this, the black cat suddenly stopped eating and meowed instead.

When the woman saw the abnormality, she didn't pay attention, but just touched the black cat's head and soothed it.

The black cat was eating sullenly, his eyes blank.

No matter how smart it is, it's just a cat after all, and it can't speak human words.

Can't sue her, the man just came back.

......

When returning to Earth, the spirit in the bottle once gave Lance a coordinate. That coordinate is an approximate range, marking where the other half of the heart of the plane might be stored.

The reason why Lance is arguing with Diana is that he hopes to find the other half of the heart of the plane here.

According to the instructions of the coordinates, he ruled out the possible strongholds one by one, and finally came to a place that looked like a gymnasium.

"If you haven't already, you'll have to summon the spirit in the bottle again. ”

Lance looked at the abandoned gymnasium in front of him and finally walked in.

The spirit in the bottle was asleep, and he needed time to regain his energy, and if it wasn't for the most important time, Lance wouldn't have tried to summon him.

He walked into the arena, and his mental perception was fully opened, wanting to sense whether there was any abnormal substance nearby.

Who knew that at this moment, a series of sirens sounded in his ears. (To be continued......)