Carol Antarevik is a porter living in the port area of Duixi City. He is twenty-six years old and unmarried. When he was young, his father left his family behind and went to a distant place. During the Silver Ring War,
The Carroll family was forced to move to Muxi Town to escape the war.
After that, his mother found two more stepfathers for him. But it turns out that this woman's vision in choosing men is really disappointing.
His two stepfathers took away valuable belongings and chose to leave without saying goodbye, leaving only three sisters for Carol.
And his mother, after experiencing three nightmare men, had long lost the motivation to live, and alcohol and gambling became the poor woman's only reliance.
As for all the expenses for food, clothing, housing and transportation for a family of five, they naturally fell on the head of the only male, Carol.
Carol is tall and strong. If you just look at his appearance and figure, it would be difficult to imagine that he has not married yet. However, his poor and broken family background has made the matchmakers who introduced marriages shy away.
Fortunately, Carroll, who is naturally optimistic and open-minded, is not too concerned about not being able to find a wife. In his opinion, by working hard and saving money, he will be able to live in Mariner's Cove in the port area in the near future.
, he can open a snack shop of his own, which will one day change the family's predicament.
This is what he originally thought...
Until one day, Carol's mother accidentally discovered the money bag he had hidden at home.
As a result, Carroll had worked hard to accumulate wealth for nearly ten years by working as a tracker and a coolie, but his mother lost all of it in one night.
Carol, who was desperate, had a big fight with his mother early the next morning, and ran onto the street in the pouring rain. In a depressed mood, he walked aimlessly on the street while being soaked in the rain.
It was nearly noon and the sky cleared after the rain.
Carol, who was soaked in water, was passing through the Civic Square in the North District of Muxi City when he was attracted by an event called "Alien Recruitment".
A middle-aged man who looked like a government official stood on the wooden platform of the square, pointed at the notice beside him, and shouted to the onlookers: "Holy King! Muxi City is now recruiting volunteers, experience becoming
Alien!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.
"Becoming a mutant?! Those mutants who can set fire by clapping their hands and freeze when they exhale?!"
"I heard from others that alien species can be infected with various diseases!"
"That's right, aliens don't even live long!"
Listening to the chattering of the people in the audience, the government official on the stage shouted angrily: "What's the fuss about? There are so many mutants in Muxi City, it's not like you haven't seen them! Remember! Variants are prone to illness
This kind of rumor is out of date a long time ago, Muxi University has already developed many medicines for alien diseases!"
The words of officials cannot reduce people's doubts at all. After all, although the number of aliens in Muxi City now is 5,000, these people live in a low-key manner. Secondly, compared with the total population of Muxi City, the base number of aliens is really too small.
Small.
Therefore, facing this mysterious group that they have heard of but rarely seen, most people in Muxi City hold a curious but respectful attitude.
Seeing that no one responded to his call, the official was obviously embarrassed, and he said loudly: "Becoming a mutant means that you can obtain a special ability. See through objects, regenerate wounds, increase strength... These are all important in
Ability that you couldn't even imagine in the past will appear in you, aren't you excited at all?"
The people in the audience looked at each other. In their opinion, life is more important than the temptation of supernatural powers.
Finding that the task assigned by his superiors was difficult to complete, the official shook his head helplessly and finally took out the last bargaining chip: "Those who are willing to be vaccinated to become alien species can apply for a Silver Moon."
Someone in the audience sneered: "Listen, a silver moon! It turns out that a life is only worth a lamb."
The official gritted his teeth: "Two silver moons!"
Finding that there was still no one there, the official was heartbroken and shouted: "Five Silver Moons!"
After a period of deathly silence, a voice from the audience rang out: "Will you really give me five silver moons?"
Seeing the young man speaking out in the audience, the overjoyed official jumped off the wooden platform, grabbed the former, and brought him to the stage.
"May I have your name?"
"Carol, Carol Antarevik."
"Very good, Carol, as long as you are willing to get vaccinated and pass the test, I guarantee you will get 5 silver moons!"
In this way, because of his words, Carroll became Muxi City's first "alien volunteer" in a daze. It was also because of these words that his wheel of fate began to turn in an unknown direction.
.
Standing in the tent marked with a red "protective umbrella", Carroll watched the blood in his veins being drawn out of his body and into the needle of the syringe. His body began to tremble slightly, and he felt emotionally fearful and uneasy.
After the blood draw, while waiting for the fitting results, Carroll looked at the pinprick on his arm without saying a word.
From time to time, he would glance at the exit of the tent and think about whether it was worth becoming a mutant for five silver moons? Should he leave immediately?
"Carol Antarevik!" A thin scholar wearing a dirty lab coat stood in the tent and shouted.
Seeing this young man, who was as strong as an ox, stand up and look at himself, this tall and thin scholar turned around and said: "Follow me inside."
Crossing a long path, Carroll struggled to weave between equipment and bottles, barely keeping up with the people in front of him.
The two came to a remote hut, and the scholar lit the candle on the table, revealing a face that had not been groomed for a long time, with messy hair and beard, coupled with the unpleasant smell on his body, he almost...
Let Carroll think that the other party is a liar.
"Carol, choose the power you want."
"I...I work as a porter at the port. If there is a way to make me stronger..."
"That means the strength has increased."
Carroll hesitated for a while and asked in a low voice: "I have a question...it seems that the other vaccinated people are in the tent in front, why am I the only one brought here?"
The scholar used his slender fingers to carefully take out a copper-tube syringe from a wooden box that contained air-conditioning, and said, "Because there are not enough people there."
"But I saw..."
The scholar glanced at Carroll, took out five silver coins from his pocket, and put them on the table.
The moment he saw the money, Carol fell silent.
After the injection of the heterogeneous bacterial solution, Carroll sat in the tent for almost an hour and was finally allowed to leave. When he walked out of the tent, he did not forget to look back behind him.
Thinking of the alien liquid flowing in his body, Carol touched the five silver moons on his chest, sighed in distress, and walked towards home with his head down in confusion.
After walking for more than half an hour, he saw the dilapidated door panel of his home in the distance. Carol braced himself and tried to speed up his pace, but found that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and the scenery in front of him gradually blurred.
After struggling to get into the house and falling into a high fever, Carol called her thirteen-year-old sister Brenda to her side while her mother was still hungover.
Carroll took out five silver coins that were still hot with body temperature from his arms, handed them into Brenda's hands, and said feebly: "Take this money and go to the street to exchange it for rye and bran... Remember
, don’t let mother see it.”
Brenda looked at Carol, whose eyes had turned blood red due to the high fever, and said fearfully: "Brother, you are sick."
"Leave me alone, go quickly!"
Watching Brenda running out of the house, Carol raised his hand and looked at his palm. The skin all over his body had turned a sickly red color, and he could even faintly see the blood in his blood vessels flowing rapidly.
"Is it because of the rain this morning that you have a fever?" A glimmer of clarity came to Carol's mind, and he immediately denied this guess.
The alien liquid that the mysterious scholar injected into himself.
Thinking of this possibility, the fear and high fever made Carroll unable to stabilize his body anymore. He fell to the ground and tried his best to crawl out of the house to find the scholar and ask for help to save himself.
However, before he could climb a few meters, huge pain hit him like a tide, and his consciousness gradually became farther and farther away from him.