strictlysupreme Chapter 192 In What Capacity Will I Die?
Chapter 192 In What Capacity Will I Die?
"Ahahaha~ How could I be shaking M? He was always nearby at that time, and he would give me reminders from time to time. It's just because I didn't have a strong sense of direction since I was a child. I didn't accept it. No matter where he was, he could Go back the same way, but I will get lost even if I follow him!"
Feng Xiaoxiao, who was criticized by Yan Zhixi, laughed dryly, trying to divert the topic of shaking M.
"Even if he is around all the time! He observes your hesitation and fear when you get lost like a monkey in a zoo. Aren't you angry?!"
The more Yan Zhixi thought about it, the angrier she became. When she thought of her girlfriend being bullied by that man since she was a child, she was filled with displeasure.
"Hesitation and fear? No, I feel as comfortable going back to the mountain as I go home. Every time I go back intact, it's him who is so angry, right? Pfft~ I remember getting lost in the mountain for several days once , went back with roasted rabbits and radishes, but the expression on his face when he was eating porridge and pickles at home, that was wonderful~"
Feng Xiaoxiao recalled the scene where Ou Hua was so angry that his eyes lost focus, white smoke billowed from the top of his head when his brain was spinning rapidly, and the scene where Uncle Ou and Aunt Qiu were laughing, clapping their legs and stomping their feet. Laughed out loud.
Although he tricked him every time into getting lost in the mountains and being the bait for monsters, he was the one who got angry and confused in the end.
"...What kind of sadomasochism are you guys doing?"
Yan Zhixi's expression froze, she didn't understand, how could her girlfriend show such a 'happy' smile thinking of her childhood sweetheart while hugging her?
"What's love or not? The relationship between me and him is cleaner than plain water, don't talk nonsense, ah, Aunt Qiu took a photo at that time, I'll show you his expression at that time!"
Feng Xiaoxiao pinched Yan Zhixi's jealous face, zoomed out and released Ou Hua's childhood photos from the album.
Yan Zhixi also looked curiously.
The photo was taken from the side above.
The main point of view of the photo is holding a bowl of white porridge dotted with a few pickles in his hand, his eyes are empty, his mouth is slightly open, and white smoke is rising from the top of his head at noon in Xia Tian, as if he is a cute little lady with insufficient brain capacity.
In the direction of the door, there were two roasted rabbits around their necks, and half-gnawed ginseng in their pockets. They opened their arms, talking happily, and ran in to hug the cute little girl who was a little Zhengtai.
Except for the dirty shoes, that little loli's little skirt was clean, she didn't look like she was lost outside at all...
"..."
The moment she saw this kind of photo, Yan Zhixi suddenly felt the same, and understood why Feng Xiaoxiao accommodated him so much when she was a child.
If I had such a cute childhood sweetheart, I would also accommodate him to mess around!
No, if there is such a cute childhood sweetheart, it is impossible for me to become a lesbian!
"Cute? Cute?!"
Feng Xiaoxiao triumphantly showed off his childhood sweetheart to Yan Zhixi.
"But the character is too old!"
Yan Zhixi took Feng Xiaoxiao's phone and looked at the cute little lady on the phone who made people want to push her.
But she looked and looked, and couldn't connect this little Zhengtai who was easy to push down with that man who was red-eyed (physically) at every turn.
"I feel the same as before, is it because I'm used to it?"
Feng Xiaoxiao took the phone that Yan Zhixi returned to her.
Isn't it still because I accidentally made a mistake, and then Ou Hua came to accommodate myself?
"Shaking M is really scary. Do you still want to play? If you don't play, you will sleep."
Yan Zhixi gave Feng Xiaoxiao a blank look, and after the game map had been loaded, urged Feng Xiaoxiao to log in quickly.
The next morning, Xuanyou Prison in the Northern Territory of Shenzhou.
On the playground of this prison that imprisoned ultra-rare grades and above.
More than 800 prisoners lined up on the playground, and in front of them was a middle-aged school officer with a stern expression and eagle-like eyes.
"The rift in the abyss has already touched the border wall. People are fighting every day, and people are dying every day. The potion bottles consumed every day can fill up a classroom. We recruited two in the 'Mingsulphur Prison' in the Eastern Region, One was recruited in the "Lianfu Prison" in the Western Region, and one was recruited in the "Scorching Soul Prison" in the Southern Region. If you volunteer, you will be sent into the abyss to investigate the cause of the mutation. Who will go? You have five Take a minute to think about it!"
The middle-aged school officer Wang Weijun's voice was as shocking as a dragon's chant, and his soaring aura proved that he was a powerful rank four occupation!
However, although his voice was impassioned, the prisoners lowered their heads and looked at the sky, and no one responded to him at all.
"If you die, we will send pennants, plaques and pensions to your families. Your children and immediate brothers and sisters will enjoy the treatment of martyr families. Your crimes will be removed from the file. Your names It will be engraved on the "Heroes Monument", and your clothes will be buried in the Heroes Cemetery in Kyoto, becoming a part of the history of China. If you can complete the task and come back alive, you will be pardoned and go home. You still have three minutes to think about it. ..."
The middle-aged school officer looked forward with his head held high, as if he was not facing the prisoners, but the soldiers under him, giving them respect.
"Sir, can I have a tattoo?"
In the crowd of prisoners, one hand was raised high, and the surrounding prisoners spontaneously moved out of the way.
A nineteen-year-old bald young man with deep eyes, slightly sunken cheeks, and a very striking tattoo of the words 'Conceited, Arrogant, Stupid' on the corner of his right cheek strode up.
"Can!"
Wang Weijun looked at the young man with a slightly ordinary appearance, and replied concisely.
"In what capacity will I die?"
The young man closed his eyes, and after taking a deep breath, when he opened his eyes, his eyes were more determined.
"martyr!"
Wang Weijun's eyes fell on the young man.
And a prison guard took out a document and walked over, handing the document to the young man with extremely respectful hands.
"That counts me in."
The young man clenched his fists, suppressed the fear of the abyss in his heart, picked up the pen on the folder, and quickly wrote down his name without looking at the terms on the folder.
"You have a last-minute decision to make."
The officer looked around, loudly announcing their final deadline.
However, during this minute, no one responded to his inquiry.
The abyss is not a secret realm, even if the monsters are all Lv.120 super-large secret realms, they will all be willing to fight and fight.
But the abyss is a dead zone with infinite vitality and zero, and there are countless full-level bosses who have fallen in the abyss.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to come back from the abyss alive and obtain a pardon.
The criminals who entered the abyss basically wanted to earn the title of "martyr" with their lives, so that those family members who were implicated by their crimes could return to their original daily life.
After the prisoners on the playground dispersed, the youth was removed by the prison guards from the shackles that restricted his occupation and skills.
Then he was taken to the infirmary for a physical fitness test and occupational examination, and a very long, professional and strict polygraph test.
After confirming that the young man was eligible to enter the abyss, he was allowed to return to the cell to pack up his belongings.
In the prison cell, the young man who simply cleaned up his bed, knelt on the ground facing his home, and kowtowed three times.
During the heavy kowtow, the young man with a broken forehead got up and walked towards the school officer who was waiting quietly outside the cell door.
"You have let your parents down once, don't let your 'mother' who has been tortured by the abyss down again."
The school officer took a deep look at the young man who needed a nod from the old leader before he was allowed to be released on bail to perform tasks in the abyss, and said earnestly.
"Don't tell my mother about this..."
He performed outstandingly while serving his sentence, and his sentence has been commuted for two years. Now he has only seven years left in his sentence, and his eyes are fixed on the front.
Although there were ten deaths and no survivors during this trip, he secretly swore that he would definitely return to his family alive.
Anger and resentment towards that person?
These unnecessary emotions have long been dissipated in the sound of my mother's phone call to make myself reform and cry for an early release from prison...