472 Mystery of Heaven and Man X I am no longer a human being!
Chapter 472 The Mystery of Heaven and Man
Starting from the first head of Tianhu Bart's family a thousand years ago, and going up, the fonts recorded on the family stele have become flat square characters written horizontally and vertically.
The content of the inscription is not so much an inscription,
It's better to say it's a "diary".
That's right, the "diary" engraved on this stone tablet of unknown material.
In the huge space decorated with night pearls, which looked like daylight, Higashinohara took a deep breath and turned his gaze to this gray clan monument engraved with historical traces.
Confinement day: two or three years.
Get out!
You must escape from this world!
Confinement day: twenty-five years.
Grandpa left this world.
After he carved the line above.
I asked the doctor, and the doctor excitedly told me that my grandfather did not have a broken gene chain like other people, and the blood vessels in his body were like disrepaired water pipes spraying water everywhere after cell distortion. He said a lot of terms that I didn't understand.
The last thing I remember is,
He said,
Grandpa passed away peacefully.
The doctor finally said that this was a major breakthrough, and that the representative ability had finally stabilized in the human body, and then he excitedly reported to his superiors.
Looking at the doctor's excited back, I was silent for a long time. I touched the black collar around my neck, but I still couldn't say the request to "see my grandfather's body."
But this is fine.
Grandpa has finally left this world.
Even in this way.
Confinement Day: March 1st
I haven't recorded anything for a long time.
How many months? How many days? Or maybe it's been years, but it doesn't matter. I haven't seen the real sun since I was born, and time has no meaning to me.
But there is something unusual about today.
The doctor was smiling at me when he saw me this morning, the spring breeze was warm.
In fact, as I walked down the white passage under the fluorescent lights today, everyone I met on the road smiled at me.
Somewhat strange.
Until my friend Weixia told me that today is my birthday, my eighteenth birthday, which means that I was born into this world eighteen years ago today.
To be honest, birthdays don’t mean much to me. I haven’t seen any relatives in this place except my grandfather. It’s meaningful to celebrate a birthday with my relatives, right?
The marble floor under my body was a little cold, but my body was very warm. Wei Xia held me tightly in her arms.
She stroked my hair,
Tell me that she will spend every birthday with me until one day she leaves this world.
Leave this world?
Lying in Wei Xia's arms, I stared blankly. The fluorescent lamp above my head was a little dazzling. I saw the two fluffy light yellow fox ears on both sides of Wei Xia's head behind Wei Xia's hair. The color on the surface seemed to become brighter.
raise your hand,
I touched my ears.
The pair of fox ears that have been with me since birth, but they suddenly disappeared today.
What is on my ears at this time is a pair of human ears like the Doctor's.
Suddenly, I somewhat understood why the doctor gave me such a warm smile today.
Today is my eighteenth birthday.
My fox ears disappeared.
In a daze, I remembered that Wei Xia had celebrated her eighteenth birthday half a year ago - and today her fox ears were even more shiny.
suddenly,
There was a cold feeling on his face.
Banxia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and crystal tears fell from her eyelashes, forming beads. She raised her hand to wipe it away, but more tears fell from between her fingers.
She suddenly took her hand away, and said to me in a trembling voice with a pretty face full of pear blossoms, "Promise me one thing, remember me as I am now, and don't visit me after I die, okay?"
I was silent for a long time and said, OK.
Confinement Day: March 1st
This recording seems not to have been long since the last time, but in such a dark place, it seems that if you don’t record something, you can’t feel the meaning of life.
Hmm. Maybe the existence of life has no meaning at all.
Okay, I admit that my feelings are a bit like those third-rate philosophers in the Island Fox District Library, but I will write them down again today because two things happened.
The first thing was that not long after my ears returned to normal, I was taken for a "ability test" by the doctor and many people wearing white protective suits. My performance satisfied the doctor and some big shots in black clothes.
.
So I got a reward.
——The activity space has changed from an iron-barred room of about eight square meters to all the passages and corridors in the entire fox area. Occasionally, you can go to the large cafeteria to improve your food.
By the way, one time I met a transport truck covered with white cloth on the passage.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but for a moment, my sight seemed to penetrate the white cloth covering the transport truck.
Under the white cloth are rows of cages. In the cages are a group of orange-haired animals. Two black eyes the size of grapes are embedded in their small faces and seem to be staring at me.
By the way, their heads have the same fluffy orange fox ears as Weixia.
Then
Then my vision went dark and I fainted.
After I woke up, the doctor looked at me with a smile beside the hospital bed. The "black collar" around my neck was also replaced with a larger one. It was a bit heavy, and it hurt my neck a little when I slept, but there was nothing special about it.
The doctor said this is my birthday gift this year.
Well, there's a second thing.
In spring, Wei Xia died.
When Higashinohara saw this,
Suddenly he couldn't help but frown slightly.
It is not difficult to see from these densely packed tadpole-sized written records that the ancestors of the original world of Tianhu Bart's family seemed to be imprisoned on a certain "forbidden island".
From the recorder's series of statements about the environment and the people around him, it is not difficult to find that the main purpose of being imprisoned on this island is to be used as experimental subjects for a certain scientific research project on genes and abilities.
This conclusion surprised Higashinohara a little!
After coming to this world for more than half a year, he has gradually become accustomed to the reverence that people have for heavenly beings that is deeply rooted in their bones and genes. In the eyes of most ordinary humans in this world, heavenly beings are aloof and cannot be violated.
From this, it is naturally difficult to imagine
These noble ancestors of heavenly beings who live high in the sky and look down on all living beings were once a group of prisoners imprisoned on an island in a certain world.
Suddenly, Higashinohara thought of Okumura Bardi, the commander of the Western Army of the Dawn Revolutionary Army who was killed by his sword today - the other party once said that the Bart family of Tianhu had hidden content that could shake the status of Tianren. Could this be what he was referring to?
Are these on the Kuai tribe’s monument?
It seems that the other party has been operating under the nose of the World Government in Kyoto City for more than ten years, and it is not without success. I don't know where he got such shocking inside information. It is a pity that he was killed by Higashinohara before he could prove it.
Shaking his head, Higashinohara pulled back some complicated thoughts. Suddenly, his heart moved slightly, and he thought of another question - "Celestial Being" has such a powerful racial talent, who is it that imprisoned the ancestors of the Sky Fox clan in that world?
Alien species?
Or is it the same kind?!
Taking a deep breath, Higashinohara calmed down and continued to scan down the place he just saw.
Confinement Day: April 1st
It's been a while since I wrote anything down.
Ten years have passed by in a flash, and Banxia's death seems like it happened yesterday. When she closes her eyes, she can still see the bloody picture of the skin and flesh all over her body gradually falling off as if "melting".
Yes,
I didn't follow our agreement.
I took advantage of the change in identity to secretly take a look at her, but this look will stick with me for ten years.
I don't regret going to see her, at least it made me know - those doctors who said they were "asleep" and were taken away by people wearing white protective suits in the past ten or twenty years.
Children, where did those children who were once like me end up?
You know too much,
Sometimes it's not a good thing.
Over the years, I have laughed at everyone I met, and I have put on a larger black "collar" around my neck. I still don't know what it is, except that it makes me even more uncomfortable when I sleep.
I only know that people who wear white protective clothing after wearing a collar are more willing to get close to me.
Doctor seems to trust me more
It seems like this is a pretty good thing.
But I think,
I have to do something.
Yes! Something must be done.
But,
What can I do?
Confinement day: 1952.
Ten years have passed, no, eleven years to be precise, and I want to do something.
But in the end nothing was done
In the past eleven years, many children have come and left in the solitary room. The doctor's hair has become increasingly pale, and sometimes he will mutter something to himself.
Once, he stared at the collar around my neck and said words with unclear meanings such as "suppressor" and "insufficient power", and then returned to the office in a dazed manner.
The next day, the doctor gave me a birthday gift like every year - a larger black collar. With his gray hair, he looked a little haggard.
I put on the collar silently,
But I found that the usual "tingling and discomfort" that lasted for a while when I just put on the collar did not appear.
This is strange.
But it's always a good thing.
Finally, I had to do something.
I said to myself in my heart.
Confinement day: 1954.
One night this year, a man who looked similar to me came to me. "Almost" here does not refer to age, body shape or appearance.
In fact, I am short in stature,
He is very tall,
It looks very powerful.
The "almost" here means that the person was wearing a black collar that was almost the same size as me.
he tells me,
we escape,
Help everyone here,
Escape from this world!
To be honest, the tone in which he said this reminded me of my late grandfather.
While he was saying this, his eyes were fixed on me. When I raised my head, a pair of hot golden vertical pupils were reflected in my eyes, full of a soul-stirring sense of oppression.
that moment,
I know he is not grandpa.
At the same time, I finally figured out what I wanted to do all these years.
Escape.
Confinement Day: 55 years
This year I gained eight more friends. They came from different areas of this underground enclosed space. Most of them were silent and wore black collars as big as mine around their necks.
We often wander around this huge closed underground space late at night like nocturnal gods, wandering past the iron bars of each closed room, spreading our ideas, purpose and what we want to do to our companions who are huddled on the cold marble floor.
matter.
In fact, there are surveillance everywhere.
The next morning, as long as the doctor and the people in white protective suits adjust the surveillance slightly, everything we did during the night will be completely exposed.
Next we will be arrested, held separately for interrogation, and face consequences that no one knows.
But all this didn't happen.
Because I can make us disappear from the surveillance screen at night, so that the doctor and those in white protective suits can only see what they want to see.
Overall, everything went smoothly.
It was a little too smooth.
It has to be said that the content engraved on the stone tablet is not very detailed, and the time span is also very large.
But Higashinohara still got a glimpse of the blood and cruelty of various inhumane mysterious experiments in that dark underground world from another straightforward statement of the Sky Fox Bart family. The subsequent struggle and escape seemed to take a long time.
Time to prepare.
Higashinohara followed the inscription further down and saw that the time was ten years later.
Confinement day: sixty-six years.
Fox area, dragon area, lion area.
In ten years, our power has penetrated into every corner of this closed underground world.
Thanks to my ability,
The white-haired doctor and the man in the white protective suit were unaware of all this.
The darkness will eventually pass.
The dawn is right in front of you.
The man from Long District who I met by chance told me that his greatest wish in life was to take a look at the real sun and feel the feeling of being enveloped by the sunshine.
I said, soon.
The man asked me, what is your wish.
My wish?
I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of those people walking in the underground closed area, tightly wrapped in white protective clothing, with only a pair of emotionless eyes exposed from head to face.
I don’t know why. My sight can penetrate the wall paper but cannot penetrate those white protective clothing.
Over the past few decades,
I have always been curious about those people who silently send batches of children into this underground world and silently pack the "sleeping" children into sealed bags and transport them out, those wrapped in tight protective clothing.
What does it look like?
Are they just like us?
The man from Long District was stunned when he heard this, and after a moment of silence, he patted my shoulder and said he would help me realize this wish.
I nodded to express my gratitude.
I know he can do it because he is the most powerful man in this underground world wearing a black collar.
Confinement day: six or seven years.
Blood
There's blood everywhere
Glass shards were scattered all over the floor. The white plaster on the walls was cracked and peeled off like tofu, exposing large areas of reinforced concrete. The previously hard marble floor was riddled with holes. Blood spread on the ground like a meandering river and merged into large rouge.
A pool of blood.
I met an old doctor who stopped me in an electric wheelchair.
He somewhat frantically raised his arm, which was so shriveled that only the skeleton was left, and said to me.
You can't leave! None of you can leave! You are the hope of mankind! I must find the reason for "all that"!
I looked at him expressionlessly,
tell him,
We are the hope of mankind.
So,
Who is our hope?
The doctor is dead.
There is no ashes left
When some people in white protective suits behind him were shooting at us with weapons.
The man from the Dragon Zone appeared at some unknown time. There was no black collar around his neck, and his golden vertical pupils were lit like two gas lamps. He waved his hand forward with some disgust.
A storm filled the passage.
then,
Everything is "judged".
When the dust settles,
A hole with a radius of about ten meters appeared on the solid wall opposite. The reinforced concrete wall inside was dug out with a spoon like jelly and was in a messy state. Everything in front of it disappeared.
in the air.
The man from the Dragon Zone took a step forward, flicked his fingers to the preserved corpse on the ground, and easily tore open the white protective suit that tightly wrapped the other person's body.
Your wish comes true.
He said.
I saw that face. It was an ordinary face of a young man. His facial features were the same as any of ours. He was an ordinary human being with one nose and two eyes.
The fear in the widened eyes before death was the same as when the children who had been brought in were taken away and injected with reagents again and again.
This result didn't surprise me too much.
But inexplicably, my mind recalled the scenes I had seen in this underground world over the past few decades, and the people who had passed away before my eyes.
Since these piercing eyes are no longer restrained by the black collar around the neck,
For decades,
I have seen too many children whose internal organs suddenly festered one day after intermittent infusion of reagents, and their whole bodies burned like fire, and they died in hellish pain.
Suddenly, I couldn't help laughing, and I burst into tears as I laughed.
turn out to be
Are we all human?
The man in Long District looked back at me.
Lift your legs and keep moving forward!
Up!
gradually,
More and more people gathered like rivers from the underground passages extending in all directions and followed.
I also followed.
Say to yourself in your heart, since those people "distinguish" us from humans.
