Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1342: Love and hate intersection (two)

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A long, long time ago, he was a child.

A five-year-old child.

The child is undoubtedly lucky and happy. He was born in a castle and grew up in that castle. The cruelty and wind and snow outside were all blocked by the castle. The maid who took care of him occasionally mentioned the harsh world outside the castle. Babies born outside were sometimes abandoned because of insufficient food, and even eaten by their parents to satisfy their hunger.

That is a world like hell.

After hearing these things, in his small heart, he felt more and more lucky.

He also has a beautiful and gentle mother, who will hold him in her arms in the afternoon, listening to the gentle words telling dreamlike stories, and then falling asleep unknowingly. Or on a sunny morning, my mother would pull her elegant and solemn harp and play the notes that fascinated him.

So while lucky, he is also happy.

I originally thought that all this would last forever, and that he would continue to grow and even reach adulthood. Then let the generals who follow his mother train himself, he will become a man who protects the castle and protects his mother. Can't wait for this wish to come true, a cruel reality is like a sledgehammer, hammering his past goodness into pieces all over the floor.

If he could, he would rather not get into his mother's bedroom that day.

The boy likes to play hide-and-seek games. Every time he is found by his mother, he will be filled with happiness. The feeling of being valued and loved finally came to an end on that day. That day, he hid in his mother's bedroom. Although his mother repeatedly mentioned that he could go anywhere in the entire castle, except for the bedroom. But he had forgotten this rule, and he just wanted to give his mother a surprise, gently pushed open the door, and personally walked into the room that changed his life.

When he walked into the mother's room for the first time, the boy's curiosity quickly disappeared. Because the bedroom is nothing special at all, except for a little more refined and magnificent, it is almost the same as his room. Until he saw a portrait, it was a painting hanging on the head of his mother's bed. The man in the painting looks like a grown-up boy no matter how he looks. At this moment, the mother pushes in the door. Out of curiosity, the boy asked his mother: "Who is he?"

But the mother did not answer, but she, who was always gentle, suddenly slapped him, then ordered the housekeeper not to serve the boy today, and finally drove the two maids who took care of the boy out of the castle. As for the boy, he was locked in his room before he could react to a series of changes.

At this time, the fiery pain on his cheek made him shed tears like pearls. This was the first time he had cried since he was sensible, and he cried very sadly. It wasn't how painful the mother slapped him, it was more heartache.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, he only knew that when he woke up in the middle of the night, he was lying on his mother's lap. His mother gently rubbed his immature face with her hand, her eyes showed a faint sadness, she asked him: "Does it still hurt?"

He shook his head desperately.

"No entry is allowed in the future."

He nodded desperately again.

The next day, a new maid will come

(This chapter is not over, please turn the page) Taking care of him, everything seems to be back to the old days. It's just that the boy's smile is no longer as innocent and brilliant as before, and there is always an extra picture in his mind.

What does the portrait of a man who resembles him actually represent? Why would my mother be so furious? These questions are like a knot that cannot be untied, tightening in the boy's heart.

Two years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the boy has grown taller, and his mother has started training him with several generals. He also studied desperately, only hoping that his mother could pay more attention to himself. But after going to the room for two years, the boy sensitively discovered that the eyes his mother looked at him were a bit less loving, and there was more coldness than never before. The change of his mother made the painting that remained in his heart more obvious.

In the summer of this year, a maid serving him was given birth and was sent out of the castle. He didn't understand, so he asked the housekeeper. The butler told him that no new life had ever been born in this castle, except for his young master. He had a lot of affection for the two maids who had served him for two years. He heard a lot of rumors about the outside world. For fear that the maid had left the castle and had a difficult life, he sneaked out of the castle with some food and green crystals.

He found the maid and her husband in the wilderness outside the castle, and then he would bring something to the family every other time. Then a week after the maid left the castle, she gave birth to a healthy baby. When the maid brought the baby to her husband and told the little new life that this was his father, the boy knew for the first time that there was a role of father besides mother.

He returned to the castle a little late that day, so he dared not enter through the gate, but slipped into a path he often walked. When he got into his bedroom, he found that his mother was already waiting for him. He glanced at his mother in a panic, but she didn't have any blame, but told him to bring a general with him next time he went out. This was the first time in two years that he felt that his mother still cared about himself. Perhaps because he was too happy, he made the boy bolder, he blurted out and asked: "Mother, where is my father?"

Then the woman who had planned to leave suddenly turned around, her face was as cold as before, which made the boy feel unfamiliar, but also at a loss. The woman asked: "Why do you ask like that."

The boy faltered and said: "They said, everyone has parents, don't I have one?"

There was a pained expression on the woman's face, but it passed away. She said: "I am your mother. As for my father, he went to a very far place when you were very young."

"Then when will he come back?"

The woman immediately became impatient, and after leaving a "Stop Asking", she slammed the door out.

The boy didn't know if he was scared or sad, so he sat there all night. Two more days later, when he asked a general to visit the maid, the general told him not to go. Under his press, the general told him that the woman was dead. Including her children and husband. The boy suddenly knew something. He found his mother and asked her for the first time in his life: "Why killed them!"

The woman he called his mother also replied coldly: "Because they said something that shouldn't be said."

On this day, the boy is like this

(To the end of this chapter, please turn the page) There is a bit of resentment towards my mother.

Another year has passed, and one day, the woman will leave the castle. She asked the boy to stay in the castle obediently and wait for her to come back. The boy didn't know where she was going, but he agreed. This was the first time that his mother was not by his side. He was a little uncomfortable and a little excited. Without his mother, this castle is like his kingdom. For the whole day that followed, he ran wild in the castle, as if returning to his childhood.

On that night, he accidentally found a room. It was a room deep in the castle, and even a wall was repaired before this room. If it wasn't for this wall that had collapsed in a gap, if it wasn't for him to chase a fox cat here, if it wasn't for the fox cat to get into the gap. Without these ifs, he might not have discovered the secret. But everything was destined. After he walked into his mother's bedroom three years ago, he walked into a room that he shouldn't have walked into.

Out of curiosity, he used a tool to pry open the wall and walked into the hidden room. The boy accidentally found that the room was surprisingly spacious. Where is this room? It's like a hall. After he lit a fire to light up the hall, he found many strange machines, and the ground was filled with various cables. For him who is still young, it is very difficult to walk around in this hall.

But the boy's attention was quickly drawn to this hall, and he found that the unnamed machines were still working. In the depths of the hall, he found a row of bucket-like vessels filled with unknown liquid. The liquid emits a faint purple fluorescent light, and when he leaned over to look at it, suddenly there was an eyeball in it looking at him. The boy was taken aback, and hit a machine behind him before stopping. At this time, he found a small figure in each of these barrel-shaped vessels.

The boy didn't know what was in there, but at this time he was actually a little scared and wanted to leave the room. But the machine he hit just now seemed to have unintentionally activated a certain command, so some pictures and sounds began to appear on one of the machine's screens. The boy was attracted to him because he heard his mother's voice. At the same time, the mother's figure appeared on that screen.

"Today is the 78th day of the experiment, and everything is going well. The embryo on the 14th has grown to the fetal stage. I am confident that it will succeed this time. But just in case, I still prepared another Five embryos, they are also growing smoothly..."

"On the one hundred and third day of the experiment, even though the fetus's formation was a bit slower in terms of the gestation period of the Baer people. However, various life characteristics were normal, and he should be able to be born smoothly in a short time... "

"...The one hundred and forty-seventh day of the experiment has finally ushered in this day. All the waiting and expectation have been rewarded. He is my child, yes. According to the characteristics of the creator The child I created, I will watch him be born and grow. When he grows up, maybe I can find some comfort in his figure. As for other fetuses, there is no need to continue training, but just in case, Let the life-sustaining machine work. Next, what name should I give this new life..."

"Since he is the life I created to commemorate the creator, then call him... Nabo!"

(End of this chapter)

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