Chapter 244 101 Secret Call

Chapter 244 101. Secret Call

My aunt was pregnant at the time, and was dragged out of the water tank by the Tianhuan people by her hair. The Tianhuan people used samurai swords to pierce her belly and brutally killed her and the fetus. They cheered and sang happy songs, as if they had done something great.

Yawen held Dai Sijia's head tightly and covered her mouth. They huddled in the wall and buried themselves with bricks. The Tianhuan people wreaked havoc in the house for five or six days before leaving. By then, the two were starving to death. When they crawled out, they saw only the ruins burned by the flames.

However, even so, the Tianhuan people still refused to give up. They used half of the living room as a battlefield and fought with the guerrillas of the Rose Army. Bullets flew over their heads. They crawled forward in the mud and smoke, not caring about anything, but just green eyes, stuffing everything that smelled edible into their mouths.

Leather shoes, bones, charcoal, grass ash, ants, mice, crows, maggots - if gunpowder was not poisonous, they almost ate Octogen, but even so, they were still hungry.

Finally, Dai Sijia fell first.

"Sister, Dad is here, I saw Mom... Alkaline noodles, white rice porridge, pork strips... I want to eat."

Her petite body fell in the mud and gradually stopped shaking. At the last moment, her voice suddenly became very clear:

"Sister, I don't need to eat anymore, it's time for you to eat."

What was reflected in her eyes was not the eyes of humans, but the eyes of beasts.

Hungry, greedy, bloodthirsty.

- No, that was not the eye of a beast.

Yawen raised her hand and covered her left eye.

"That's my eye..."

It was me who killed my sister.

The memory of that sin came to her mind, reality and memories intertwined, the familiar cold and hunger blurred time and space, and Yawen couldn't tell for a moment whether she was in the outside world or the battlefield of her childhood.

"...Jia Jia."

But the only thing that is certain is that she has lost Si Jia, whether it was then or now.

Suddenly, Yawen stopped, and a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in her dim golden-green eyes.

"Yeah...why do I have to live?"

12 years ago, she had to kill Dai Si Jia in order to survive, but Dai Si Jia turned into a ghost and began to protect herself after death.

12 years later, she set foot on someone else's land again, and was about to point her gun at those innocent Gulantes, just to keep herself alive.

"I, in fact, should not have lived a long time ago."

She stood in the wind and snow outside, murmuring:

"Dad, I'm sorry, I killed my sister, I'm sorry, Dad...I can't save you, and there's no way to save Shuang Du, I'm not qualified to do so."

People like me are not qualified to live.

Yawen took off her cloak, and the red and black evil was like a burn, spreading from her right eye to her entire side face. The curling red and black flesh and blood threads were like thousands of tentacles, as if they had self-awareness, constantly entwining and curling up.

"I should have ended this sinful life long ago."

She opened her arms and lay directly on the ground, staring at the red and black sky with lifeless eyes, giving up all thoughts of struggling, letting the cold and evil continue to weaken her life.

There was no light in the gray world, not even the hypocritical sun could see it. She died here, no one cared, no one cared, forgotten by the whole world, and no one would miss her.

Yawen thought: So be it.

At least, I won't hurt any innocent people anymore.

Her body temperature kept dropping, but she didn't show any signs of death. At this time, she could still feel her body temperature rising continuously, and the cold turned into a feeling of extreme heat, but she couldn't even shiver. The high fever made her consciousness blurred, and her brain couldn't distinguish anything, just collapsed on the ground, motionless.

"...What a pity."

In the dark, she seemed to hear a voice whispering:

"You have just stepped into the realm of evolution, and you have to cut off this gift. What a pity."

[Who? Who is there?]

As soon as Yawen opened her mouth, she suddenly realized that she was not speaking with her vocal cords, but with her soul, directly resonating with the existence far away.

"You have talent, meet the quality, and have paid a price - it is a sin not to use you."

[Who are you? ! ]

The strange thing is that she has never known this technology, but just in a moment, she has mastered its principles and essence without a teacher.

"You don't have to know my existence. My existence is secret, and the truth is meaningless to you."

The ethereal voice could not distinguish any characteristics, but Yawen instinctively felt that the owner of the voice must be a woman, and a kind and loving mother.

[You are using some kind of power to bind to my soul... What is this? Why do I feel so close to you who is completely unfamiliar and has never met? ]

In response to Yawen's question, there was only one meaningless sentence:

"I have three speakers, thirteen councillors, seventy-two juries, and six hundred and sixty-six citizens."

Speaker? Councillor? Jury? Citizen?

What is this?

Yawen asked blankly:

[What do you mean by that? ]

The elusive and mysterious existence just declared the fact and said to her:

"Now, you become a member of parliament for me."

Before Yawen could react, the next moment, a strange word appeared in her mind for no reason:

"【tailor】."

she says.

Then, Yawen showed a strange and dazed look. She raised her hand, as if she felt something inside her body had been changed permanently.

She felt bad in her heart, and stood up quickly. The red and black eyes suddenly began to expand rapidly. The severe pain made Yawen fall to her knees. The skin all over her body turned pale. She gritted her teeth, and the red and black eyes on her forehead suddenly began to expand rapidly. The evil spirit multiplied rapidly like flesh and blood, gradually forming sharp tentacles.

"Esha... Uh-huh! Ahhhh! Hiss--"

She raised her hand, split her fingertips into two, and spiral nerve tentacles popped out from the middle.

The evil spirit began to accelerate the infection and turned her into a monster.

"The curse is coming."

For more than ten years, the evil that had been buried deep in her heart was revealed. Under the skin of a good girl, there was a monster who ate her own sister.

That forbidden curse, like my sister's nightmare, has been haunting me.

I am not qualified to live at all, I am not qualified, I am not qualified, I am not qualified...

There were deep scars on Yawen's neck, filled with eyeballs, and her hair gradually withered. She lay on the ground, and blue mist continued to leak out from her mouth. Her own memories continued to appear in this form. Escape and lose to the outside.

"Yarwen, according to the agreement, you will have the same surname as your mother. You must inherit your mother's gentleness and strength."

The back of his father David Lin gradually faded away.

——But you did nothing.

"Our little Yawen is going to be a sister too. This is your sister, Jiajia. You have to protect her well."

Mother turned her head away, refusing to look at her in disgust.

——You ate her instead.

"I'm sorry, Yawen. If the eldest brother were a girl, he would be able to work in a company and support the family. I can only rely on you."

The elder brother with a wry smile passed her by, just like a passerby.

——You have not revitalized our family at all.

"Okay, okay, you're here to keep me company, dear sister, do I feel good?"

The grinning Dai Sijia strangled her neck, but he could no longer see her face clearly.

——She still refuses to forgive you, ah, yes, how can she forgive you!

Many close and important people have left me. However, unexpectedly, she saw a figure she had never imagined.

"You are a unique existence to me on this planet. Once lost, it will be difficult to find again."

The face of the handsome man with black hair and gray eyes was close at hand, and his powerful charm was firmly engraved in his heart. He could never forget it. He said to himself seriously:

"Stay alive."

Li Ozi said.

"Your existence is of great significance to me. No matter what, you must keep your life safe and live well. Don't die in some obscure place where I can't find it."

Yawen's dark vision was suddenly illuminated by sunlight.

Almost everyone has no hope of living as 'Arwen Heskisheen'. She is the eldest daughter, sister, pillar, and sinner, but she is not Arwen.

Only Li Ozi sincerely asked her to live.

Yawen's fingers dug into the sand, and her split eyes slowly focused, forming cross-shaped pupils.

"I...I can't die yet."

There is another person who wants to live by himself.

At least Li Ozi must deny his own value and no longer need himself before he can die. I must live on before I can die.

I am still a human being, and as long as I am still needed by others, I am still a human being and I still have a reason to live.

Even if only Li Ozi is willing to affirm the meaning of my life, I will still live.

Yawen used her hands and feet to get up slowly. She was holding a deformed head like antlers. The flesh and blood on her body rotted and fell off inch by inch. Only the desire for life remained in her golden-green eyes.

‘I, have to survive. ’

She straightened up, her hands turned into bat-like membrane wings, staggered a few steps, and fell down again.

No... The cold wind froze her, and her deformed body couldn't resist freezing, so she couldn't move at all.

Frost and snow covered her body, and Yawen's life gradually came to an end.

finished?

It lowered its head, but the desire for life in its eyes became even stronger.

It flapped its paws and wriggled forward, rubbing its body bit by bit.

Even if you have to crawl, you must crawl to Li Ozi and ask him if you are still needed.

Before that, I must not die——

Snap.

In its dim and blurred vision, a boot suddenly stepped down.

"Are you... a congressman? If [the bell ringer] hadn't woken me up forcibly, I really don't want to meet any congressman here."

A young-sounding man's voice sounded, and then Yawen saw a slovenly face that was different from that of any other ethnic group on the Azure Star - the man had short blond hair, aqua blue eyes, and a beard. He spoke with a strange accent.

He was dressed like someone from the steam industry era. He was tall, at least 1.9 meters tall, and his face showed vicissitudes of life and impatience that were extremely inconsistent with his apparent age.

"To be clear in advance, don't even think about thanking me. I was forced to do so."

Seeing Yawen looking at him in confusion, the man casually took out a test tube filled with a dreamy silver potion from his pocket, opened the stopper, and sprinkled the blood-like liquid on Yawen:

"Welcome to society, poor unfortunate person."

The white blood merged into her body, and Yawen did not feel any changes, but when she regained consciousness, suddenly, the whole world became a little different. Her spine began to produce blood rapidly, and her body was filled with a soul power that was different from spiritual power, but far more powerful than spiritual power. Her deformity was quickly healed, and her withered hair fell on her pale skin, showing a lifeless white color.

"Ahem!"

Yawen coughed twice violently, spitting out a mouthful of red and black blood clots, and then she stood up all of a sudden. She raised her head and looked at the tall man with golden green eyes in horror:

"...Who are you?"

"Just a coward who has been hiding for countless years but can't escape his fate."

The man's tone was very sad:

"My name is Igolai Matthew, Miss Congressman. You can call me [Sailor]."