Chapter 198: City of Tears (2)(1/2)
Where should we start?
I should start from when I was born. I was born in Hallownest. I had no father or mother. I only had relatives... The entire insect hive was full of relatives, although there were not many people left.
Everyone said that Hallownest was dead and many levels had been abandoned. Generations of Hallownest were waiting for their master to return, but there was no master, and even the master's relatives no longer appeared.
We are nothing more than self-disciplined machines that are not needed.
The elders always said that, and one day, he stopped waking up and was carried away by everyone and sent to the decomposition tank.
The Hallownest people grew up here and returned here.
Originally I should have been the same, but after seeing the books in Hallownest, my young self became curious about the world outside the nest. It must be a beautiful world that is not inferior to Hallownest.
With this idea in mind, he escaped from Hallownest through the vent with the help of his friends. He originally wanted to leave with his friends, but he smiled and shook his head and refused.
You can't hear the songs I sing, he said.
Why, you obviously said that I sing very well.
Why?
Although I am confused, now that I have left Hallownest, I have no idea of going back. This world is so beautiful, the sky is no longer mud and metal, and the air is not as turbid as in Hallownest. I want to witness this world and see
See where our master once lived.
The little bug paused here, and Marin shook his head: "You have been disappointed, right."
Yes.
He said this, and then continued talking to herself as she did.
Human cities are so dirty, the hearts of adults are so ugly, and the cubs chasing after them are so annoying. Are these humans really the same as their owners, and are all human beings? It's completely different from the ones in the books.
But no matter what, it is a scenery that cannot be seen in Hallownest.
When I was outside for seventeen years, I met a human cub. Unlike other cubs, he didn't think of catching me with a net. He just sat there, motionless and silent.
Even if I flew past him and stopped in front of him, he would just continue his silence.
He sat there for a day and a night, and I stole food from nearby human shops. This time he reacted. While running quickly, he loudly said to the bakery manager who was chasing him that the bread was not his.
Stealing... We ran very fast, and the store manager couldn't catch up with us.
After he ate the bread, I heard his story from him.
My father died and was killed by Chaos; my mother died and was also killed by Chaos; my sister and grandfather, and my grandmother and brother.
Of the family, he was the only one who survived by hiding in the well.
Chaos is really a bad guy. I have lived in this world for seventeen years and have seen situations worse than this. Humans in the entire city are facing death because of the selfish desires of a few people... Humans are really a strange race.
Wandering with this child, although not as free as before, but following him, you can always see another side of the people in this world that you did not expect.
The bakery owner who chased him actually deliberately failed to outrun him.
He was forced to wash clothes every day, but each time he deliberately left a few cents in his pocket.
Every time the policeman arrested him for crimes such as theft, he actually did it when he saw that he was very hungry. In this way, if he had prison food, at least he would not starve to death.
Everyone lives in his own way, whether it is him or everyone.
After several years of wandering, one day he came back and sat down instead of going to the bakery.
I'm going to join the army.
What is a soldier and can it be eaten?
I was very curious and followed him into the barracks, only to discover that there were still some people in this world who were willing to fight Chaos.
During the first training, he stopped running after a short period of time. The old man and the big guy were discussing whether to drive him away.
I wanted to help him, so... I finally chose him as my master.
We, the children of Hallownest, have been just for this moment since we were created. It’s just that everyone in the past was waiting for the master, but now we have chosen the master.
The next day, he completed the training and was very good, the old gentleman and the big guy said so.
Great, I can help him, and I discovered that helping a human being and seeing him happy is such a happy thing.
From that day on, his fate changed, and so did mine. We went to the north together, defeated many Chaos, killed them, and chopped off their heads.
The grandfather of Hallownest always said that humans are each other's ladder to happiness.
I didn't know it before, but after coming here, I realized that Chaos is also a human being, otherwise how could they become a ladder for his promotion.
It's just that Chaos is a bad guy, and those who defeat bad guys must be good guys.
It was the most carefree time, the happiest day. I would always sing to him, and he would always look into the distance with a smile.
How great it would be if days like this could stay like this.
But my grandfather also told me that the longer the happy days, the more misfortunes there are. That time, he encountered a very big Chaos, which was very difficult to fight. In order to help him, I was seriously injured.
, and he hurt his leg.
We killed the Chaos, and he was promoted to several levels, but my limbs were broken. This was a sacrifice made to protect him. I don't regret it. I still stay by his side and sing for him, although
My limbs are broken, but I can still repair myself, it just takes time.
All this changed until she appeared and I discovered that he liked to listen to her singing... He actually couldn't hear my singing, nor could he hear my vow that I liked him. That smile was all shown towards her.
I... am just a tool. If it breaks, I can throw it away.
I don't want to be abandoned, I will leave on my own, even if I have nothing left.
I was struggling in the gutter, and when I was about to slide into the abyss, I saw Wasp, the most dazzling light in my dark eyes, my salvation. She even sold herself for me, just to buy me a bottle of potion.
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I fell into hell, but was finally saved.
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Marin sat on a chair made of twigs of the World Tree, and after listening to the tiny insect man in front of him say all this, he couldn't help but frown - what the hell is this, autonomous organism armor, the era before the first era?
Far beyond Marin's imagination.
Moreover, this autonomous biological armor sounds like it has been deformed. Was it deformed because it had a self-thought? Who could be its cause? Is it the stinking bird who imitates the tongue, or the guy who only remembers fighting in his head?
Thinking of this, Marin looked at these two little things again. Mira is the name of this autonomous organism's armor. It is currently in a state of repair, so it is so slow when it is implanted.
This can also prove that why the bug-men outside have such hard carapace must be the larvae released when they were deformed.
Still a nano-organism, Marin sighed.
And regarding the he and she that Mira mentioned, Marin felt even more headache. He took out the newspaper from his satchel, pointed at the lord and his bride above and said: "This is the he and she you are talking about."
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How did you know.
Mira asked in surprise.
"Look at how heartless you are. You were sold and you helped count money. If Wasp hadn't picked you up, you would be a mutant now." Marin looked at Mira in the blue sheath in front of him.
said.
The latter was silent for a moment, and then her cries collided with each other in Marin's ears and brain like surround sound.
Wasp's body also began to tremble, and visible distortions appeared on her body.
"If you want Wasp to die, then keep crying. When she turns into a mutant, I will kill her with one knife." Marin crossed his legs.
Of course, this was just to scare her. Marin was sure that the little girl named Wasp must have impressed Mira with her sincerity, allowing her to escape from the path of distortion and regain her longing and expectation for the future...
Having said that, what kind of self-awareness are you trying to achieve with the Autonomous Biological Armor? How boring were humans before the Great Destruction? Can't they add a Three Laws or something else to control it?
Or do they simply want to be a creator, a...god?
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that it will eventually be destroyed.
When mortals do not have the consciousness of mortals, the world will laugh, and then watch the insane mortals destroy themselves as quickly as possible.
With this sigh, Marin saw that the distortion on Wasp's body disappeared, and Mira stopped her crying.
Wasp is my good friend. She lent her body to me to restore my sanity. She is my eternal benefactor.
It said this, and then called Wasp's name uneasily. This kind of friendship made Marin somewhat relieved - maybe it was because of such selfless friendship that he was able to save Mira, the little girl Wasp.
Although she did some things that she shouldn't have done at her age in order to survive, at least her desire for life and her love for her friends were seen by Marin.
"I'm fine, Mira..." The girl took two breaths, then raised her head and looked at Marin: "Sir, I see you are wearing priest clothes. Can we survive?"
"Your friend Mira hasn't answered me yet, how can I bring back those people outside who are possessed by insect fetuses?"
They can't come back alive, and the bug fetuses released by me when I was deformed cannot be recovered. They are usually soldiers used for one-time manipulation of dead bodies.
Hearing Mira's answer, Marin sighed: "Fever is the first stage of infection, right."
Yes, after forty-eight hours, this process is irreversible.
Marin put down his legs, held his head in his hands, and looked down at the ground mixed with stone slabs and metal plates under his feet. He was silent for a while in pain and struggle, and finally raised his head and looked at Mira on Wasp's chest: "The only way to kill is to kill."
Only by killing you can they stop their activity, right?"
To be continued...