Prologue Lion Cub

The nuclear storm wrapped in red particles emitted a sharp and mournful roar, like the wailing of the earth, endless.

It's just that people have become accustomed to the sound of the wind and the scarlet in their eyes, as well as to the nuclear fog that stings their skin slightly, and the cold, hunger, and death they have to face every day.

The people in the gathering place do not have any new expectations for life, and the first reaction when they open their eyes every day is that I am still alive.

How am I still alive.

......

In the year 98 of the Falling Moon Era, humans have been living in darkness for almost a century.

98 years ago, the moon that had been obediently staying in the sky fell like that, becoming a nightmare for all living beings on earth.

The most terrifying thing is not the darkness that obscures the sky, but the nuclear explosion missiles launched by human beings in order to prevent the "sky falling".

Hundreds of nuclear bombs were lifted off at the same time, blasting off a third of the moon, leaving the broken hemisphere barely hovering outside the earth's atmosphere, but bringing endless nuclear storms to cover the surface of the earth with the debris of the moon, making the blue star of the earth, after losing its light, fall into an eternal red hell.

Therefore, the era of the falling moon is also known as the nuclear age, in front of a former white dome building, there is a twenty-meter-high diamond stele seal engraved to record all this, but the wind full of radiation particles, soon the stele into a stone pillar full of holes, and behind the stone pillar, the former glorious building complex, has long been a endless ruins, whether it is a building, or a bridge, all annihilated in the ravages of the nuclear storm.

Large and small craters on the surface of the moon are hovering above the ruins, seemingly within reach, and a little orange light from the gap between heaven and earth reflects the ruins even more vicissitudes.

In the midst of the boundless ruins, a shadow jumped in, like textureless green smoke, as if it would be blown away by a strong storm at any moment, but the shadow was in a trance and flew straight through the ruin forest, towards a gathering place on the edge.

It is also the only gathering place within a radius of several hundred kilometers.

The name of the gathering place is "Nine Domains", it is only 20 square kilometers, but it is inhabited by more than 700,000 people, among which there are three mercenary groups sent by the Five-Star Trade Union, which control the security, materials and gates of the Nine Domains respectively. This is the way in which all the settlements are governed, the mercenary of the legions, and the being ruled and exploited by the legions.

Just to fend off the increasingly crazy attacks of mutant herds.

At this moment, the leader of the Door Shatter Mercenary Regiment in charge of the gate was nervously paying attention to the shadow through the No. 336 biological detector, and when he saw that it was a man with a big burden, he breathed a long sigh of relief, the recent attack of the mutant beast had already caused him to lose several of his subordinates, if this was another path-finding needle wolf, he really didn't have the confidence to repel the attack of the beast herd again.

Lately, the mutant beasts seem to have evolved more cunningly, almost as if they had human intelligence.

The gate of the gathering place, which could be seen from a distance of a kilometer, was a gate made of black yaotie, which reflected fluorescence strangely in the orange-red shimmer.

The gate is thirty-two meters high, but only three meters wide, connecting the surrounding walls of the same height, not only narrow, but also inlaid with strange-shaped holes, which are crystal holes for emitting blue light, and are real big killers that can compete with each other, but this gathering place has not been able to fire such high-end things for a long time. In fact, all such weapons in the gathering places have long been furnished because of the extreme scarcity of energy.

When the shadow-like man was two hundred meters away from the gate, he was ordered to stop his advance, and then the old knife recognized that the bearded, scarlet-eyed, embarrassed man was Ryker, Stalker Ryker, who remembered that when he was a one-star rookie a few years ago, he had been in the same mercenary group with him for a while. Lao Dao remembered slightly in his heart, that guy is a rare brain gene activator, what he is best at is stealth, and he is a well-known thief.

Old Dao's mind was trying to weigh the pros and cons, weighing whether the appearance of this man was beneficial to him, he observed the package on Lake's shoulder from the telescope, the big burden looked heavy, and hit the old knife's heart hard.

Maybe he's just gotten something good?

The gate of the Nine Domains finally opened slowly, pulling up one meter and a half, which made the tall Lake have to bend down and get into it a little embarrassed, but Lake was powerless to care about this obvious contempt, he was too tired.

Whether in the wilderness or in the ruined forest, he had to keep his stealth carefully, the increasingly cunning mutants were everywhere, for them, Lake was just a piece of meat that was more difficult to eat, just harder.

Moreover, what he stole this time was terrible, so it was definitely not only those bloodthirsty beasts chasing after him, for which Lake had been sneaking for 7 days without any stops in between, and the jerky and fiber strips of the rats in his belt had run out three days ago, but he was also sure that he had completely shaken off the tails of those tracks.

Every time the red moon sets and rises, the nuclear particle storm will become more violent, and the rolling up of the red sand makes the visual range no more than ten meters, and he always changes his course at that time, believing that the disappearance of Huo Ran more than a dozen times will make the skeletal inspirers with muscles in their brains completely lose his trace.

Feeling the weight of the wrap on his shoulders, Lake felt that the seven days of running for his life were worth it.

"Hey, admission fee" A rough duck croaked, interrupting Lake's good feelings,

"What the hell are you fooling around?" Lake unceremoniously brushed the old knife's hand away, and the little strength left in his body was shouted out by him, and his answer immediately caused a shout of scolding from the surroundings, and Lake noticed that he was surrounded as if he had entered a wolf's den. As a professional thief, this was a bit of a failure, and he vaguely recognized that the guy with a strange face in front of him seemed to have seen it himself.

The level of the Door Shatter Mercenary Group is not high, and in the five-star union level evaluation that is deeply hated by the mercenaries, it can only be regarded as a mid-range three-star, which is still because their regiment leader Lao Dao's personal stimulation level has reached three stars, if you look closely, maybe the Door Shatter is only barely enough for two and a half stars at present.

However, in the corners where the five-star union can't supervise, the mercenaries fight more like mutant beasts attacking the city, focusing on quantity rather than quality, so although Lake is at a higher level than these mensha mercenaries, he will definitely lose the fight. What's more, he was so tired at the moment that he couldn't stand.

"Hehe, Lake, don't say that my old knife doesn't take care of you, so let's eat and drink in the same pot" The old knife's eyes stared at the package on Lake's shoulder, and said, "We don't want to ...... much"

Ryker finally understood the purpose of these ruffians, and he suddenly laughed, and then turned from a low laugh to a hysterical laugh, which made the old knife's face ugly, and the blade of frost metal faintly appeared in the fist, is this kid despising me?

"Old knife, huh?" Lake suddenly stopped laughing, his face calm, "You really want the contents of this package?"

This question calmed down the old knife, and he stared at the package carefully, moistened his dry throat with saliva with difficulty, and said, "Of course, you have to read it first."

Lake really couldn't stand on his feet, he simply took the package off his shoulder, put it on the ground beside him, and sat down next to the package with such a big prick, his voice became lazy: "You have to have it when you see it!

The old knife obviously hesitated, he looked at the stalker Ryker's eyes full of laziness and fearlessness, looked at his tall combat boots that had become worn out due to the long journey, and calculated in his heart again - this guy has been missing for several years, and suddenly appeared in the remote Nine Domains at this moment, how much trouble has happened?

He began to question the contents of the package, and eventually backed down.

After repeatedly confirming that the old knife was unwilling to bet, Lake gently shook the big bag open.

The black rock pig skin is also wrapped in an old-fashioned radiation protective suit.

Then he heard the disdainful laughter of the veteran ruffians around him, and the old knife's face was even more ugly, he knew that this was the case, he would definitely not waste that little bit of energy, and lift the gate by one meter five.

Inside the package were two children, who looked no more than three or four years old, and their little faces exposed under the dirty radiation protective suits were peaceful and quiet, and they were still asleep deeply.

In this era when food is the hard currency, two children are completely two troubles, big troubles.

However, a few years later, the very old old knife would often remember that gamble, and with a slight regret.

......

Three years later.

The Lake mercenary group is stationed under the air purification tower, the ugly black tower spliced by countless purification pipes can filter the nuclear particles in the air, although it claims to cover 20 kilometers, but of course, the closer it is, the better the quality of the air, so Lake's location is enviable and red-eyed, but no one will rob him, because living in the two-story hive building next to the tower, he is responsible for protecting the tower, and most importantly, he is also responsible for updating the purification pipe.

However, the supply of purification pipes has long been stopped due to increasingly bad transportation conditions.

In other words, Daddy Lake and his team members must steal the purification pipes of other gathering places, which everyone in the Nine Domains knows in their hearts, but if they don't break it, the consequence is that everyone avoids Lake and them, because they are a group of thieves.

The other three mercenary groups of the Nine Domains despised them, because the Lake mercenary group was only good at stealth and stealing, not to mention the small number of people, and the level of personal force and equipment were also the worst.

Although they are the ones who protect the lifeblood of the Gathering, they are really just a group of thieves and mercenaries.

Daddy Lake is, of course, the Stalker Ryker, and this title of "Daddy" is often used as a joke by other mercenaries, because he is a big man, but he has two children, and only takes on some risk-free low-paying tasks, which is unique in the gathering place, but Ryker doesn't care about this, but is happy to be Ryker's father.

Whenever Lake heard his daughter Mi Duo call him daddy, he would smile from ear to ear, it was the most beautiful thing he had stolen in his life, although it was stolen from his wife, although Mi Duo didn't know it.

And when facing the boy who was wrapped in the burden with his daughter, Lake often had a gloomy expression, this child was "picked up" by him on the way to escape, or rather, someone else forced it into him, watching the immature boy grow up little by little, shouting "sister" behind Mi Duo, Lake was full of contradictions in his heart.

He didn't know what to do with this child, because raising him was a bargain to keep him and his daughter in peace. This made Lake unwilling, if it wasn't for the deal, if there was no coercion, maybe he would have been a little better to this boy.

He doesn't have a name, but Daddy Lake calls him: Little Bunny.

The boy lives alone in a five-meter-deep pit behind the hive, not because Lake treats him badly, but because there are really not so many people in the hive above, and the three team members that Lake has received and his baby daughter Miduo have already packed the hive. The three team members were recruited by him with great difficulty, they were the thin and dexterous thief Geer, the big-shouldered and round-waisted Piros who could only tinker with all kinds of fine machinery, and the only three-star sharpshooter Lina, and she was also the only woman among all the mercenaries in the Nine Domains.

In addition to this, there is an even more mysterious team member, but he does not live in the hive, and that guy often disappears for a while after a flash of shock. But he is the most famous figure in the Nine Domains, if Father Lake is the heart of the Lake Mercenary Group, then that guy is definitely the soul of the Lake Mercenary Group.

His name is MGM, a tough four-star master, and he is not very old, which means that he has more room for development in the future, of course, MGM is most famous not for his level, but because he can always bring back a lot of mercenary tasks after going out for a while, and the level of remuneration is definitely much higher than those garbage tasks on the electronic board of the five-star guild. Such a young master with vast magical powers can be said to be a god-like existence in the gathering place.

But this god-like existence actually joined the despisable Lake mercenary group, which made many people incomprehensible, only Lake knew that MGM was just to spy on him more conveniently, and the boy who was called the little rabbit cub by Lake was the only reason why MGM appeared in the Nine Domains, and when he thought of this, he was even more gloomy.

MGM returned to the Nine Domains today, before that, he had disappeared for more than 60 days, and Lake had already been informed by the old knife, so he took advantage of the time when the wind was not too strong before the moon set, and walked to the only bar in the gathering place, which was the first stop after each MGM returned to the Nine Domains, and it has become a practice for three years.

Rick, who was in a heavy mood, didn't notice that a small figure was quietly following him, and the sneaking pace was definitely from Geer's routine.

The cream bar is located on West Street in the Nine Domains, and it is one of the most famous bars in the neighborhood gathering place, and there are only two reasons why it is famous - there are drinks, there are fights, and the most attractive point is that everyone can sit down and continue drinking after the fight.

The cream bar is so wonderful, maybe because it has a wonderful owner - Fat Crisp, of course, this name is just a nickname, the huge fat man with East Asian roots originally had a very serious name, but unfortunately his nickname is too loud, so everyone only remembers his nickname - Fat Crisp.

In this era of talking with knives and guns, negotiating with fists, and using wine and meat and women as currency, it is absolutely necessary to have strength to be able to quell a martial arts fight at any time, or even a bloody battle between mercenary groups. His strength comes from his fat body and, of course, from a group of mercenaries under his command. Fat Crisp is the leader of the Fat Mercenary Regiment that controls the materials of the Nine Domains.

And at this moment, the most ordinary scene is being staged in front of the cream bar, a fight.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Lake heard a wail of his father and mother, and then smelled a strange fragrance on the tip of his nose, the smell of barbecue, but it was not rat meat, but human flesh.

A group of people were forking at the door of the cream bar, on one side was the fat fat mercenary group, and on the other side was the scabbard mercenary group responsible for the security of the Nine Domains, it seemed that the fat oil had robbed a cart of wine from the scabbard, so the two sides started a war next to the cart of wine.

Lake stopped his steps for the first time, found a position that could not only avoid being affected by the war, but also had a good perspective, and watched quietly, he finally noticed that a tuft of hair was showing from the corner of the wall not far away, and the angle and messiness were familiar to him.

"This little bunny," Lake cursed in his heart, and slowly leaned over quietly.

The boy who showed the tuft of thief hair was unaware of Lake's movements, and he stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, this was the first time he had seen the legendary high-boiling metal, it was a hot red blade, directly from the cracks between the bones, the degree of heat is said to reach a thousand degrees, and other steel and cold metal collided with that kind of hot spur, and it would be cut into garbage directly. In this era when metal is king, high-boiling metal can be regarded as the king of kings.

When the boy peeked in, he saw that the fat crisp of the body was bouncing up like a giant hammer, and a red blade like a liquid was swung out of his fist, and the opponent's arm was cut off smoothly, the wound was very neat, and there was no blood, but a scorched piece of roast meat, and the arm on the ground was still exposed with dozens of sawteeth of cold light, obviously the excitation level of the arm owner was not low, but it couldn't block the knife of the fat crisp.

There is no blood in the flesh, but there is no room for the other party to connect back to the limbs, even if you use the most advanced laser repair technique, you will be weak, this is the special feature of high boiling metal, and it is also the origin of the nickname of the fat crisp, this big fat man with only three stars at the excitation level, the horror of his combat power comes entirely from the way he slaughters creatures.

There were already a few wailing and rolling people on the ground, no blood in the mess, but some of them had their intestines roasted, and a few fingers and a foot were mixed in the dirty dust and various twisted and broken weapons.

The boy spat without hesitation, then wiped his mouth and continued to look. Lake saw this scene on the side, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, this little rabbit cub is really psychologically strong enough, he saw murder for the first time when he was a teenager, but he trembled for several days.

The battle between the two sides ended with the victory of the fat side, which was expected, but the matter was not over.

Grease Crisp proposes that he needs the scabbard to hand over a man named Mongo, and that guy agrees to be his supplier, so he shouldn't sell anything to the scabbard mercenary group again,

"If he spoils my things, I can only kill him!" said Fat Crisp in a soft voice, while roasting the thick black hair on his other hand with the hot tip of the knife, a dozen or so subordinates behind him roared, and the people who disappeared just now all came out and roared, and it seemed that they had been fighting behind Fat Crisp, but the ghost knew where they had just hidden.

The guy named Meng Ge was very unlucky, and he was easily handed over by the scabbard, until he was roasted in public** He didn't understand whether it was the car of wine that pit him, or the coward of the scabbard who hurt him, in fact, the boy's little heart has quietly realized that this merchant Meng Ge is too naïve - how can he believe the words of a group of mercenaries?

The real mercenaries are the most untrustworthy people in the world, and their conscience and righteousness have been blackened by metal coins.

The boy was still watching intently, staring at his big eyes and savoring the first realization in his life, but the back of his neck was easily lifted by a big hand, and a suppressed angry shout in his throat made him tremble.

"Little bunny, believe it or not, I'm going to throw you on the greasy red thorn and roast you!" Lake scolded, and his other big hand raised in a bluff,

"Daddy......" The boy's immature voice sounded in time, which made Lake's hand hang in the air, difficult to fall, this kid is the most coaxing, poor eyes, red little nose, like a weapon that can be used at any time, can knock the opponent down instantly, Lake closed his eyes, and the slap fell lightly on his little buttocks.

"MGM ...... Save me......" The boy cried out even more poignantly, tears welling up just right, Lake opened his eyes, and saw MGM's handsome face, looking at him with a smile,

"Ahem, this little bunny is following me......" Lake couldn't help but blush, he didn't mind people laughing at him for being a daddy, but he cared a lot about the way MGM looked at him at the moment, there was too much playfulness in that look.

"Hehe, daddy cares about the child, normal, normal" MGM laughed even more sinisterly, Lake finally couldn't hold his face, and threw the boy on MGM,

"I'm not the daddy of this little bunny!"

"MGM ......" The boy shrunk his shoulders and looked timidly at the tall and handsome man in front of him, his little hand left a black mark on MGM's forever snow-white uniform, although he still shouted loudly a moment ago, but in his heart, this god-like man always made him feel that he could only look up, "I'm sorry......" he finally whispered,

"There's nothing sorry about this, you're brave" MGM squatted down on the dirty street corner sand, not caring about the long white uniform dragging on the ground, he tried to pull the boy's little leather coat, flattening the crumpled corners of the clothes, "Men don't say sorry easily"

"I know" The boy lifted his little face with tears and unfolded his brightest smile, this little face touched the softness of MGM's heart, making him sigh secretly, and once again began to question his cruelty, he extended his brainwave to sense the surroundings, knowing that Lake was secretly looking at this side, so the corners of his mouth finally curled slightly.

This year, the boy was six years old.

......

Four years later.

"Daddy...... I'll bring back more good things......" The boy muttered quietly, gently shaking the corners of Ryker's clothes so that the amplitude would not be annoying enough to attract Ryker's attention, but not irritating, he had grown a lot taller, and his hair was still rushing forward disobediently, much stronger than his peers in the old days.

Although his shoulders are not broad enough, he can already bear the weight of an old-fashioned military helmet, and although his arms are still thin, he can already use a triangular knife to kill the Tyrant Rat, and now almost all of the rations of the entire Lake Mercenary Regiment are collected by the boy from the ruined forest.

But even so, he still has no name, and everyone affectionately calls him: Little Bunny.

Of all the people, only Lina is special, she likes to call the boy "baby", her voice is noisy, like a female cat in heat, but the boy doesn't think the voice is weird, he only knows that Lina is the best for him. Lina had earned him a quota from Lake for the mercenary group, so that he could drink relatively clean water, eat fiber tablets, and even take a shower every few months, although he didn't like bathing very much, and God knows how much radiation was in the ice water that made his skin slightly sore.

But what others had, the boy finally had.

The boy seemed to have a little dependence at the moment, so he wanted something else besides the quota.

Lake turned a deaf ear to the boy's pleas, he was calculating his savings, Mi Duo was already 12 years old, and he could use the gene crystal card in another year, and he hadn't scraped together enough money to buy a crystal card, the income of the Lake mercenary group was too pitiful, and the reputation was bad enough, on the list of the entire five-star trade union, it was definitely ranked in the bottom tens, and at this moment Dad regretted a little bit that he only sought stability over the years, perhaps, it was right to take on some more high-level tasks?

The corner of his coat was shaken again, making Lake notice the boy next to him,

"No!" Ryker snapped as he remembered what the boy was muttering. Lake, who was frustrated by his income, was annoyed that this kid actually wanted to have a pet! and it was such a lowly and filthy thing, if he just wanted to have a big-eared dog, maybe he could consider it.

"Daddy......" the boy dragged out his crisp voice, lazy but persistent,

"Call me Lake!" Daddy Lake waved his hand impatiently, but saw the boy's bright eyes that glittered with pleading, and those eyes were more persistent than pleading. Lake understood that his categorical refusal could only exchange for the boy's endless soft and hard bubbles, so he said helplessly: "If you can find a nest for it, you can feed it...... Reker remembered that the boy seemed to have this ability, so he simply opened his mouth and added: "Cure its illness and earn two more metal coins a day...... Well, you can consider leaving it"

"Thank you, Daddy!" the boy seemed to hear the most beautiful voice, and the expression on his face suddenly turned into a bright smile, and that smile could impress the hardest veteran.

"And, little bunny," Lake scratched his head as he watched the boy happily rush out of the hive to arrange for his pet, and muttered to himself, "Why does this kid never know how to worry? Where is it so easy to earn two metal coins a day, let alone cure the radiation of that thing, I guess...... I'm going to die in a few days......"

Lake set off the next day, taking Gehr and Piros with him, and sending his daughter to an old friend, who took on an E-class mission, which was not only dangerous but also not short, just because the pay was expensive, and it could add some income to Midow's crystal card fund.

The mercenary missions issued by the five-star union to the Nine Domains range from A to G-level, and the higher-level tasks of other S-level and even X-level missions will not be sent to this broken place where there are only three-star corps, and Lake has always only accepted G-level tasks, which has made the mercenaries of the Nine Domains ridicule all G-level missions as "daddy missions", because those tasks are often to escort supplies or be a bodyguard, etc., and the income is only parts or hundreds of metal coins, not even an energy tube. However, no one dared to laugh at Lake to his face, after all, MGM of the Lake Mercenary Group was the real agent of the high-level mission of the Nine Domains.

Lake's mission this time is to hunt a pair of fog foxes, requiring neat fur, and it is estimated that it will take a lot of time to find and capture alive that extremely cunning mutant beast.

The boy who stayed in the Nine Domains began his big project.

Four days later, he had already expanded his five-meter-deep pit to the slope down, digging a six-meter-long tunnel, although the diameter was only more than one meter, but it was by no means a simple matter, the rock and soil layer with low density needed to be sprayed constantly to maintain stability, otherwise there would be a danger of collapsing at any time, the boy took out all his savings to exchange for expensive geotechnical reinforcement glue from Lao Jiao in Huaren Lane.

On the fifth day, the boy returned to his pit and gently shook an animal in the corner.

"Hey, are you still alive?" the boy asked softly, and looked at it wrapped in a tattered leather strip by the green light of the dim phospholipid lamp, or as it could be called him now.

It was a bald boy, thin and humanoid, no age at all, his brown skin was shining with a metallic sheen, there was not a trace of hair on his body, the most conspicuous thing was the brain shell that was disproportionate to his body, except for the slender ears on both sides, and the top of his head was covered with strange black patterns, the shape was hideous and knotted, as if it was imprinted by light radiation.

Moreover, he was blind in one eye and had a fouling gray pus.

All indications indicate that this is a child born in a strong radiation environment, and such a life often does not live to be 10 years old.

He was a child of a wilderness outcast, the lowest and dirtiest life of this era, because their blood, bone marrow, and even every cell were filled with mutants after nuclear radiation, and physiologically speaking, they were no longer human. What is even more tragic is that all the qualities that are spurned by human beings are synonymous with outcasts, cruel, ignorant, manic, promiscuous, and cold......

It's such a "thing", but the boy picked it up like a baby.

The boy found him in an underground bunker, and was amazed that the skinny creature had not been eaten by the rats, and when he saw the black patterns, the boy thought that even the rats thought that the radiation of the meat was too strong.

Looking at the child in front of him who seemed to be about the same age as himself, looking at the dark and shining pupils in the open eyes, the boy found that this little human had a different energy than everyone he had ever seen, stubborn, calm, and full of desire for life, they didn't have any conversation, but the boy still felt that the hope in the pupils came from himself.

The boy threw away all the rat meat he had hunted that day, and carried the dying little guy back to the Nine Domains with his leather baggage.

"I've dug you a pit, it's still a little small, but the top layer has been sprayed with glue, and we can dig down slowly in the future" The boy used "we" for the first time to talk to another person, and he felt very good.

Ten days later, the bald boy had his own clothes and his own name, which was called Black Forehead.

"How's it going, I'm sewing well, right?" the boy proudly displayed his work, and Lina looked at him with a big smile on her face, nodded, and said:

"Baby, you're amazing, but let me see your broken claws" Lina grabbed the boy's hand, looked at the countless small openings that were punctured by sewing needles, and frowned slightly, where is this a child's hand, the palm is covered with calluses and cracks, it really looks like a small beast's claws, Lina hides the mist hovering in her eyes, and casually asks, "Why do you call him black forehead?"

"When Daddy Lake told Miduo a story, he said that there used to be a big bird that could fly in the sky called a swan," Leon bared his teeth, endured the stinging pain caused by Lina applying alcohol to his hands, and said in a brisk tone,

"Do you think he can fly?" Lina couldn't help laughing, she didn't look like a fierce mercenary at the moment,

"Well, the black forehead will be able to fly one day!" the boy replied firmly, looking back at the black forehead who was standing silently on the side, he was wearing a patch of black leather spliced together, and only a rope was tied around his waist, but it was kind of covering his thin little body, and the intact black eyes were also looking at the boy seriously at the moment, as if pondering what he said.

Lina looked at the two children, struggled a little in her heart, and stuffed the small bottle of precious alcohol into the boy's hand,

"Take it, this thing can wipe the wound" She glanced at the black forehead meaningfully, and hurriedly turned around and got out of the pit, Lake said before leaving, he was definitely not allowed to help the little rabbit cub.

The next night, as the boy was curled up in his pinprick wolf skin and fell asleep, he heard a short scream. Having hunted rats in the ruins of the forest for a long time, his ears have become so sensitive that he can even hear the breathing of mutant beasts when he is asleep, and the scream from above his head makes him sit up.

The voice was Lina.

The boy quickly wrapped himself in his ragged leather coat and ran towards the outside of the pit, although the temperature outside was so low that his teeth chattered at this time, he still braved the roaring wind and rushed towards the hive, Lake was not there, at this time, he felt that he was the only man in the Lake mercenary group.

In the distance, he saw a black shadow standing still in the dim light of the hive, the bare brain shell and the leather coat with the sound of the hunting wind, which the boy quickly recognized as a black forehead.

Although the lights were dim, although the wind blew people could not open their eyes, although the extreme low temperature caused all the liquid to quickly condense into particles, the boy still saw the black forehead and face covered with blood, and his heart sank violently, something happened.

After a few minutes, Lina finally finished counting the purification pipes piled up on the ground, she raised her head and said to the boy, "Five broken, those guys who came to steal the purification pipes must have gotten the news and know that Lake and they are on a mission......" She looked at the black forehead standing quietly in the corner, her expression became complicated, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly asked:

"Do you really want to keep him?"

This made the unknown boy look at a loss, why did Lina think to ask herself this question at such a time, and her expression was so rare that he couldn't understand. But he nodded resolutely,

"I've got it figured," the boy replied, with a serious face.

Lina looked at his serious little face, and finally couldn't help but smile, and said, "You're really a stubborn guy" She glanced at the black forehead again, and continued: "But you don't know him"

"I don't think I can be wrong" The boy looked at the black forehead with sparkling eyes, the blood on his bare skull had been wiped off, it was not his own blood. No one understood what was going on, and Black Forehead couldn't speak, and responded to the boy's eager inquiries with just a calm calmness, and eternal silence.

Lina sighed in her heart, the boy didn't see how embarrassed the escaped thieves were, their faces were covered in slender blood marks like knife cuts, and one of the guys seemed to have a broken arm. It wasn't Lina's doing, the Lake Mercenary Regiment treated the thieves who stole from the door, at most they drove away, just like someone else found them, and would never be so ruthless. But then again, if it weren't for the sudden appearance of the black forehead, maybe only half of the purification tubes piled on the ground at the moment would have been left.

This black forehead that had just climbed back from the death line and shot so viciously, and was so supple and calm that it didn't look like a child when facing them, made Lina faintly uneasy.

Five days later, Daddy Lake returned, with MGM behind him in addition to Gehr and Piros.

Blackforehead followed Leon quietly, like a well-behaved and harmless little animal, but it still made Daddy Lake's face gloomy, and he could see that the strange thing was obviously recovering quickly, and the gray pus no longer came out of his blind eyes. Lake glared at Lina with sharp eyes, only to see an innocent Lina shrug her shoulders.

"His name is Black Forehead, I brought it back from the Ruined Forest, Daddy Lake said that if I can cure him, he can stay" The boy generously introduced Black Forehead to MGM, which made the handsome man smile, thoughtful as he was, how could he not see the twists and turns here, he patted Ryker's shoulder as if sympathetic, and the angry old man rolled his eyes.

"Little bunny......" Daddy Lake couldn't help but roar again,

"I've thought about it, I have my own name," the boy said with his big smile to Lake "You can call me Leon, the chef at the cream bar told me that Leon means lion"

That year, Leon was ten years old.

He grew up to the moody roar of Daddy Lake, but like the only surviving plant chestnut stalk in the Age of the Falling Moon, he grew happily even if he was blown over by the storm from time to time, even if he had never seen the sun.