The weather on Mars is always like this. No matter winter, summer, spring or autumn, the sky is always gloomy and the wind and sand are annoying.
They have such strong power, but they are unwilling to save a little bit of excess energy to improve the environment. Compared with what they say is the most disgusting creature in the universe-Earthlings-how can they be better? Fragile
, dirty, savage, primitive earthlings, they have restored the earth's environment in the past hundred years, and what are they doing?
Xiao, you have to remember that half of the blood in your body comes from fragile, dirty, savage and primitive earthlings.
Remember the surname "Xiao", it is the only legacy left by that poor woman to you.
Holtom, what does this 'noble' surname have to do with you?
Remember, Xiao, this is the only thing your mother left for you.
Remember how she died twelve years ago today.
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Nankert Holtom emerged from behind Xiao like a ghost. His fair, delicate face was distorted by anger, and his perfect lips pursed into a sharp line. The golden color was as bright as the rays of the sun.
His long hair was flying like willows in the storm due to the rapid fluctuations of spiritual power, and Nankert Holstein's three-meter-tall body was also floating due to the leaked spiritual storm. Visible to the naked eye, streaks of pure spirit
The purple-blue fog band condensed by force wrapped around the body of Nankert Holsheim. The spacious and clean house made of special alloy steel suddenly made a tooth-aching 'crunching' sound, an invisible latent force.
The energy is rolling in the air.
Xiao, who is also tall, burly, and handsome like a mythical elf prince, calmly stored his diary on his personal quantum computer. He filed the diary in a folder called "Xiao's Diary".
The folder's multiple password, which is 1,024 characters long, is enough to properly preserve his little thoughts.
Of course, if Nankert Hall really wants to peek into Xiao's diary, it will not help even if Xiao's password is a thousand times longer. However, as one of the few big figures among the Roam people, Nankert Hall
Jim couldn't do such a despicable thing. Even if he witnessed his son venting his resentment in the diary today, given the hypocritical nature of the Roam people, he would still turn a blind eye to these diaries!
The grievances of a non-pure-blood illegitimate child were not worthy of Nankert Holstrom's attention.
Xiao took advantage of it, and faced the huge mental pressure released intentionally or unintentionally by Nancott Holsom, he tried his best to stop the attack.
Her fair skin is like freshly condensed suet, her long golden hair is as dazzling as Nankert Holstein's, and her face is as delicate as a work of art and is 99% the same as Nancott Holstein's.
Similarly, the young Xiao and the equally young-looking Nankert Holsheim looked like twin brothers standing together. But Xiao's height of 2.20 meters looked so different in front of Nankert Holsheim.
He is thin and small, but his pair of dark and shiny eyes like black pearls look so dazzling in the eyes of Nankert Holdom. He is nearly one-third shorter than the pure-blooded Roam people and is shorter than the pure-blooded Roam people.
This pair of pitch-black eyes that are completely impossible to appear on a Roam person undoubtedly revealed Xiao's identity - a mixed race!
For the Roam people, being of mixed race is an original sin.
Nankert Holtom looked down at his son with a gloomy face. Xiao's stubborn expression reminded him of that woman, that irritating and troublesome woman!
The pressure in the room suddenly increased by more than ten times, and Nankert Holsham's golden eyes emitted a glare that was impossible to look at.
"My son, aren't you willing to show due respect to your father?"
Xiao's body was shaking, and the huge pressure made his joints make a terrible "crunching" sound. Large beads of sweat seeped out of Xiao's pores, and his thin clothes were soon soaked with sweat.
A small pool of water gradually accumulated on the smooth alloy floor beneath my feet.
But Xiao still stood up straight!
The pressure in the room increased again, and Nankert Holtom snorted angrily.
The sudden increase in pressure has exceeded Xiao's limit. A circle of faint blue light seeped out of Xiao's body, but it was easily defeated by the huge pressure like an egg under a hammer. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Xiao's mouth, and he lowered his head.
With his head helplessly, he knelt down at the feet of Nankert Holsheim. Nankert Holsheim nodded with satisfaction.
"Doka Holsheim, no matter what, you are still my son, Nankert Holsheim. At least you have my noble blood flowing in your body. Therefore, I cannot leave you alone."
Looking around, Nankert Holtom narrowed his eyes and sneered a few times.
The spacious room, which is more than a hundred meters long, wide and ten meters high, is filled with all kinds of exquisite machine tools. Countless mechanical drawings are piled messily on the ground. Between the machine tools and the drawings are a large pile of metal components, ranging from the most common screws.
From a giant photonic circuit board that is so complex that it drives ordinary people crazy, countless mechanical parts are mixed together in a mess, emitting a strange smell that makes people stupefy their noses. Among these messy metal objects, one can barely find one.
The 'remnants' of a single bed, except that a half-finished armed robot shaped like a skeleton was lying on the single bed with a broken leg.
Nankert Holtom stepped hard on Xiao's shoulder, and he shook his head in disdain.
"Learn from your brothers, the weakest among them is already a hundred times more powerful than you!"
With a heavy sigh, Nankert Holtom tried hard to pull his facial muscles to make a fatherly face.
"Although you are a lowly mixed-race child, the noble blood of our Holdom family flows in your body, so you should not be so weak!"
"Remember your identity, you are a member of the Holgram family - of course, you cannot become a core member of the Holgram family - but you can barely be considered a member of our family. So the mechanical design
This kind of despicable job is not suitable for you. Mastering the origin of power, mastering powerful power, mastering the power enough to dominate those lower creatures is what you should do! Playing with these metal objects? The great god of black holes is above
, you really embarrass our Holdom family!"
Xiao was lying on the ground, his eyes wandering as he looked at a drawing beneath him. He didn't take Nankert Holtom's words to heart at all.
However, Nankert Holtham became more and more happy as he talked. He began to talk about the past glory of his family, from Nanket Holtham's father to his grandfather, from his grandfather to his great-grandfather,
From his great-grandfather to even more ancient ancestors, looking at this situation, he was ready to memorize Holdom's family tree that lasted for who knows how many centuries.
Time passed by, and when Nankert Holtham finished reminiscing about his seventeenth generation ancestors, he finally turned the topic to the purpose of his visit today.
"The honor of the Holsam family cannot be ruined by you like this. Since you, a lowly mixed-blood, have not produced some kind of excellent genetic mutation, then you are a waste. As a waste, you are also our Holsam family after all.
You are such a waste, your research on these primitive and backward mechanical bodies really brings shame to the whole family."
"So, the family gives you the last chance. As long as you can survive this test, you will be recognized by the family and become a true core member of the family."
Nankert Holtom raised his head and announced loudly in a tone of God blessing believers: "In three months, you will enter the temple to perform the Christo Fusion Ceremony."
Xiao was already in a trance, all his mind was used to calculate a small change on the drawing, and he had no reaction at all to Nankert Holtom's words.
Nankert Holtom finally understood that the glorious history of his family just now was completely in vain, and he was so angry that he kicked Xiao away more than ten meters away.
Xiao crashed into a pile of metal parts. A sharp alloy sword cut a deep gash in his face, and red blood spilled out like a fountain.
Nankert Holtom looked at Xiao's blood spurting with disgust.
"Damn, red blood! This is the most disgusting liquid in the world!"
Randomly shining a blue light on Xiao's body, Nankert turned and left Xiao's room.
"Remember, in three months, you will undergo the Crystal Fusion Ceremony!"
The blue light stopped the blood spurting from Xiao's face, but it only stopped the blood flow. The wound on Xiao's face had no tendency to heal at all - Xiao knew that Nanket Holsham could completely make him
The wound healed instantly, but how could the contemporary head of the noble Holsham family put more effort into a lowly mixed-race child who was burdened with original sin?
Xiao lay on the ground and stretched out his tongue to lick the blood that flowed out of him.
Bright red, hot blood.
He opened his diary document and wrote new words.
"Today I saw the color of my blood - my blood is red!"
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