People are in the moon, The Sims

Chapter 156: Inhuman but not human, the walking dead

"Come! My masterpiece, open your eyes and look at me! Then swear your undying loyalty to me!"

A confident and arrogant smile appeared on the young man's face. He was not too worried that he would make the same mistake as his teacher. His teacher just gave his creation too much power and was unable to suppress Frank. Kenstein, the stolen object he created in front of him does not have an extra power storage device, and it surpasses human power.

Although he does not understand the human brain, during the course of this experiment, most of the memories in the brain have been erased. This muscular body should only have such instincts and basic common sense. Even if there are still memories of the past, They are just fragments of memory, unable to form a complete personality.

"Me! How could I ignore this most basic issue!! Pledge your loyalty to me!!"

The young man's body trembled, as if he was familiar with the limbs that might be slightly different from his own brain. Finally, he took a deep breath, as if he was delivering energy to his body.

Watching all this, the young man's expression became more and more joyful, but the next moment he was completely slapped in the face. The young man's body was ejected directly outwards at a speed that exceeded that of a normal human being. The remaining memory fragments in the brain , the body's instincts are telling this dead body what he should do now.

That is to kill the existence in front of you!

Fragmented memories include the boy's admiration for the police when he was a child, some memories of his boyhood, and his hard work. The most profound ones are the memory fragments of being killed by the man in front of him.

Some memory fragments remain, the resentment, surprise, and unwillingness all exploded at this moment. These are all the emotions that stayed at the moment when life passed away.

Not only that, is it really only the brain that hides a person's feelings and memories? Even if the memory in the method has become fragments, even if these fragments are not enough to form a complete personality, this time the body, together with the less active brain, still has a yearning for justice and aversion to evil.

Hao has no doubt that the young man in front of him is Sin.

It's just that this body still doesn't understand the concepts of what is good, what is evil, and what is a murderer who kills itself. The entire brain is still in the process of restarting.

This action was an instinct beyond the control of the brain. Perhaps this was because the young man did not expect the result.

Not only that, although this young man did not add any superhuman power to the body of the young man in front of him, don't forget that the corpse in front of you has long been no longer a living human being. The power he can burst out is far beyond that of a normal person, because there is no Pain, so the burden on the body can be ignored.

The young man's carefully selected and extremely delicate hands, which were like works of art, were tightly cuffed around his neck. Then the hands continued to tighten with force, and a sense of suffocation instantly enveloped the young man.

His eyes began to turn upward, bloodshot eyes covered the entire whites of his eyes, and his limbs were constantly shaking, trying to break free from this restraint. However, this was almost impossible. As an experimental researcher, he inherited the knowledge of his teacher, He also inherited the characteristics of his teacher who was helpless.

what to do? Now how to do? His heart kept shouting, and his body was still trying its best to break free, but everything was in vain. Life was still there, and it came to an end with the disappearance of oxygen in the body. Perhaps this young man never thought that he would end up in the same way as his teacher. The cause comes to an end.

He clearly didn't give his creation extraordinary power, so why did he still die under his creation?

I always thought I was in control of everything, but in the end I made a wrong move.

The movement of the young man's body became weaker and weaker, and finally he fell to the ground completely without any movement. Even so, the boy did not stand up from the young man's body. It was not until the young man's body gradually became cold that the young man slowly He let go of his hand, and then stood up with a confused expression.

The remaining emotions in the body disappeared without a trace, leaving only the remaining memory fragments in the mind. So it is okay to say that he is a brand new person. Maybe he cannot be called a "person".

When the body's functions gradually started up, all kinds of common sense in his mind began to recover. The young man's eyes became a little more agile in the confusion, and then he looked around. Under the gaze of those gray eyes, the young man's body was in front of him. There is a skeleton-like existence roaring there, which is the soul remaining in the world.

A soul that cannot exist for a long time, unless the magic studied by this magician belongs to soul magic, then when the age of gods has ended and the underworld has been closed, whether this soul will dissipate or be reincarnated is also an unknown question. However, if no special Processing will definitely not last long in this world.

But this soul is muddled and unexplained, just expressing the unwillingness in its heart like an obsession.

The word undead and its meaning flashed through my mind. Looking around, the names of the instruments and their usage began to reappear in my mind. This being who could barely be called a boy began to slowly recall what he knew. everything of.

In this way, the body's functions have been restored, and the brain's functions are obviously not abnormal, but the confusion has not dissipated. The more I understand the common sense of this world, the more three questions are plaguing my mind.

who I am? where am I? Where will I go?

[Current race: Corpse, advantages - physical speed reaching the limit of the human body and thinking ability like an analytical machine. ]

[Disadvantages: This simulation will temporarily block all past life memories. ]

[The heart anchor is activated, even if there is no memory, you are you. ]

There is a name in the fragmented memory fragments in my mind, but now the attempts in my mind and the part of the knowledge that has been input clearly tell me that the existence is not born of the person who holds the name...

As for now, he may be in the laboratory, and then he was created by the dead person. As for where is outside this laboratory? I don’t know where I want to go in the future? have no idea.

But get out of here anyway.

The being, let's call him a boy, took off the clothes of the young man on the ground and put them on himself. Although it didn't fit that well, it was still better than running out of the laboratory without wearing anything at all. Much more.

After observing the entire underground laboratory, I finally found several magical books about souls and obsessions.

Judging from the extent of reading the book, it was obvious that this was just a reference book used by the young man lying on the ground to cleanse the remaining soul traces and memories inside his body.

Chapter 157: Your name

The dead cannot be resurrected. This is the knowledge and truth that can be determined in the mind. To some extent, my own existence breaks this law. It should be related to the mysterious world from which these books come.

That is to say, the so-called world outside of science in his mind must also be an unscientific existence. The young man thought this and took these books into his arms.

Finally, after searching on the wall for a while, he found the mechanism to get out. Looking at the entire underground space, the young man thought for a moment, then pulled up the kerosene lamp from the side, searched around, and knocked over all the kerosene and alcohol stored here. On the ground, he covered all the instruments with easily ignitable objects around him.

When he walked up the steps and was about to leave the laboratory, he dropped the kerosene lamp in his hand directly to the ground. Sparks flew everywhere, and the hot sparks instantly ignited everything.

All the information and everything left in this underground space will be destroyed in the flames. From now on, no one should be able to produce "Frankenstein".

Although in the process of looking for the exit, the boy saw Frankenstein's design, he understood that he was not the perfect human being written in the data, and he was not the being who could become Eve, so he did not take Frankenstein's design into account. Kenstein as his own name.

Walking out of the underground, this is an abandoned church. Looking up to the sky, you can see a few stars. Through the broken windows and collapsed walls, you can also see that the sky in the distance seems to be turning white. A light mist filled the streets.

Although I have the so-called concepts of Mingming and Sun in my mind and consciousness, when this actual scene comes into my eyes, I still have an indescribable sense of surprise and wonder. In other words, this is the first time since my "birth" See the sun!

The young man couldn't help but raise his hand, wanting to touch the sunshine. The slightly loose and inappropriate sleeves slid back, revealing the white arms. The colors of the sky were reflected in the gray eyes. It adds a sense of life to such dead gray.

Walking out of this dilapidated church, what surrounds this dilapidated church is the cemetery. Under the gaze of gray eyes, you can still see some undead souls and obsessions that have not completely dissipated, and they are quietly telling something there. , and then disappeared without a trace under the sun, or instinctively returned to the underground.

The first ray of light finally broke through the combination of the horizon and some buildings, and shone on the young man's face. The young man couldn't help but raise his palm to block the direct ray of light. His skin also began to feel a touch of warmth. This touch Warmth makes the feeling of "alive" more obvious.

I should be considered alive now.

Just when the young man was still confused about where he should go, the sound of horse hooves accompanied by the sound of carriage wheels came from the distance. The kerosene lamp hanging in front of the carriage cut through the morning mist. The carriage driver wore a hat and turned most of the His face was completely covered, looking extremely mysterious.

The door of the carriage opened, and an old man wearing a gentleman's hat and a mustache, dressed like an upper-class man, and holding a cane walked out of the carriage. He looked at the young man in front of him, and then at the boy. The smoke rising in the direction of the dilapidated church shook his head slightly, and those eyes seemed to see through everything.

A cello-like voice sounded in the boy's ears, "Is that really true? As I expected, those data are indeed Frankenstein's data. It seems that you are that guy's masterpiece, and that guy .....Foolish people will always reap the consequences..."

The gentleman-like uncle looked at the young man in front of him up and down, and then looked a little worried, "But I really let that guy succeed. What should I do with you? After all, the Holy Church might treat you as a heretic. Deal with it, and the legendary Brotherhood... well... the guy who created you, may actually become a target."

The young man looked at the gentleman in front of him with his gray eyes expressionlessly. All his emotions and thoughts were successfully hidden under those gray eyes.

The old gentleman touched his chin. As an insider and the only person with knowledge at present, it should be the most correct thing to deal with the young man in front of him. In this way, there will be no cause and effect and clues, and he will continue to stay there. At the end of the spider web, London's dark empire is quietly controlled.

But can he really kill the boy in front of him?

Hmm... After all, being resurrected from a corpse, to a certain extent, has surpassed the limits of living humans. Maybe the boy with light blond hair in front of me can be killed with just one punch. own head.

This is not okay. I have finally found an interesting child. Before the game with that child is over, I cannot leave the game so casually.

Then...there is only one choice before you.

"I know that you probably don't have a name now. Before you give yourself a name, the existence born from corpses, the existence created by humans, Homunculus... you can just call it Homunculus. "

After hearing these words, the young man's eyes lit up slightly, and his gray eyes looked at the old gentleman in front of him, seeming to have some acceptance of the old man in front of him.

"Then in the next period of time, you can act together with me. In this society, if you don't have a guardian or a normal identity, you will be targeted by hunters in the darkness."

The old gentleman adjusted his hat, then turned and walked onto the carriage, and then extended his hand to the young man.

The young man looked at the old gentleman in front of him and the carriage that was ordinary on the outside but elegant and luxurious on the inside. Although he had no memory, his instinct was enough to tell him that the old gentleman in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person. One of the people in the darkness.

But since the old gentleman in front of me has temporarily given him a name, and I don’t know where I am or where I am going, I should just follow this old gentleman first.

He handed his hand to the gentleman in front of him and entered the carriage with a little help.

With the gentle ringing of the bells in the carriage, the coachman controlled the carriage and slowly returned in the direction from which it came, leaving only the voice of the old gentleman in the carriage.

"Anyway, let's buy you a suitable set of clothes first. Since I have chosen to be your guardian, I am also your elder. By the way, my name is James Moriarty. You can usually call me professor. ”

Chapter 158: This is the best of times and the worst of times

In a clothing store in London, a young and beautiful waiter was playing the violin on a small stage. In this era before the record player was invented, there was such a small worker who specialized in playing music. Basically, It is enough to show that this is a relatively luxurious and high-end store.

Of course, truly luxurious and high-end places will directly use a band instead of a small band.

The professor was sitting in front of the window, holding a porcelain from the East, with fragrant black tea brewed in it. His whole person seemed to be full of wisdom and calm. Of course, no one knew that this old gentleman, whose expression had not changed much, was feeling distressed at this moment. own wallet.

He didn't know why after receiving this child, he felt a few more subtle feelings that he had never experienced before.

He doesn't come to a luxury store like this so often, so this time it's considered a waste.

When he thought that the money was spent on the child, he felt that everything was worth it. At this moment, the professor felt sorry for his wallet and began to speculate on his current mood. Finally, he came to a conclusion that surprised him a little. , that is, now he is filled with paternal love in his heart like an old father.

It turns out that father's love feels like this. It's really...somewhat unexpectedly warm and sweet. It's precisely because too many people have lost this warmth and sweetness that it turns into revenge. The devil.

Finally, these evil spirits fell into the spider's web in the darkness and became one of the clues of this dark empire.

The curtain of the dressing room was gently opened, and the smell of incense spread out. This was a high-end store after all. Before putting on brand new clothes, he gently took care of the boy's body. Stains, but the stains on the boy's body are just a few kerosene stains left by the original dirty clothes.

A suitable shirt and a small brown vest, as well as the boy's aristocratic dark blue jacket, brown plaid shorts that exposed part of his thighs, and leg rings on his calves to fix the wool socks. Under his feet were exquisite cowhide boots. , the young master with a bit of British aristocratic air appeared in front of everyone.

"It suits you very well, Holm, but it still lacks a little embellishment. A kid like you shouldn't dress too maturely."

The professor stood up with a smile and looked around the shop. Then he picked up a turquoise bow tie with bright gold edges as decoration, and finally tied it gently on Holm's collar, and then took another one from the side. The beret was gently placed on Holm's head.

It's very nice, elegant, luxurious yet a bit low-key, and it costs a bit more, but it doesn't matter, everything is within the affordable range.

Seeing that his wallet had shrunk by 1/4, the professor frowned slightly.

Hiss...the professor suddenly widened his eyes and took a breath of cold air. The professor suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten one thing, that is, the child in front of him still needed a change of clothes, and this time it was a bit over the budget. .

If this is the case, you can only advance some arrangements and modify your own rules. If there is an extra mouth in the house that is waiting for food, then you, an old man, will have to try to make more money.

"Let's go, Holm, there are still a lot of things to do today."

First of all, you need to use your own connections to help this child get an identity certificate that everyone has. This is not difficult. Anyway, there are many officials and VIPs who have been favored by you, or have some leverage in your hands. Through them, it will be very fast. You can get a forged certificate, and it is a certificate that will not be noticed by anyone.

After a long day of busy work, the professor received the certificate in his arms, and then patted the young man on the back, "Then from today on, you are officially my distant descendant, Home Cullors."

The professor glanced at the sky, and his eyes gradually turned cold. "After such a busy day, you have also seen some of the surface of the world. How about going with me to see the darkness of the world?"

Holm looked at the old gentleman in front of him, and then nodded. Now he is learning and understanding the world, whether it is the real world or the so-called mysterious world, whether it is the world under the light or hidden in the darkness. world, although I have realized that the old gentleman in front of me may not be a good person...

But for the current me, this is not important. The memory in my mind has become a few fragments. Maybe the instinct of justice still remains in my body, but it does not belong to me. In the end, I stand on Under the light or hidden in the darkness, everything depends on oneself understanding the world before making a choice.

I boarded the carriage again and lit the kerosene lamp in front of the carriage. The haze particles that were always present in the atmosphere made the light somewhat dim.

On the carriage, the professor lit the kerosene lamp in the carriage. This was a rare situation, mainly because of the young man in front of him. Some information was placed in front of the young man, and there was a portrait of a man on it. The portrait showed The man always had a somewhat amiable smile on his face, but underneath there were one bloody case after another.

Even these cases never reached the hands of the police, or there was no news after leaving the hands of the police. The darkness of this era is layered one after another. This is because the voice you want has never been available. In response, that’s why so many people turn to pick up the butcher knife to kill the evil dragon and become the evil dragon.

"This city, this country is extremely prosperous under the sunshine. It is the center of world trade. It is the legendary sun that never sets. But under the bright appearance, evil is constantly growing. This in the data Man is one of the evil spirits in the darkness."

Holm picked up the information and saw information about lives passing away one after another. Moreover, the oldest of these departing lives was only eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest was only six or seven years old.

At the same time, there are body inspection reports one after another. According to these reports, these children who left this world early have serious signs of abuse on their bodies. Almost every child was beaten to death. .

"This is....."

An enigmatic smile appeared on the professor's face, "Didn't you already guess it? This is the best of times and the worst of times. People's desires are constantly expanding. Under that ever-expanding desire, Life is not so valuable in the eyes of many people.”

Chapter 159: An unfinished story

The carriage continued to move forward in the haze of the dark night, passing through the relatively lively and prosperous area and entering the depths of the night.

After a long night and a tiring day, everyone has fallen asleep. Of course, you can occasionally see one or two special service women who have just finished their work on the street, or drunk men, but these are not The goal of the professor in the carriage.

Finally, the carriage arrived at a crowded residential area. The place was a bit dirty and it didn't look like a place where a professor like him should set foot. However, the person who came here at this moment was not a mathematics professor, but a consultant. As for The content of the consultation cannot be discussed at this moment.

"Holm, come on, tonight we are a listener and a giver of advice, and we may also be able to help in a small way."

The professor came to a door and did not knock on the door. In the room, a couple with vicissitudes of life were sitting at the table quietly waiting for the professor's arrival. It was obvious that someone had told them about tonight. Distinguished guests will come to your door.

"Good evening, Mr. Crown, Mrs. Crown, it seems that you have indeed gone through an extremely painful time, but it doesn't matter, it will all pass soon."

The faces of the Crown couple are full of haggardness. The thick dark circles under the eyes, the thin face, the messy hair and the clothes that have not been taken care of for a long time are telling everyone that they have not had a good rest for a long time. pass.

The couple looked at the gentleman who pushed the door open, and a flash of light flashed in their numb eyes. Mrs. Crown even knelt directly in front of the professor, "Can you help us complete our revenge? Professor! Please!" Help us to free ourselves from this prison of pain, which is taking too long."

The professor glanced at the couple in front of him, and then at Holm. Under normal circumstances, he might have directly started the actions and arrangements this time, but this time since Holm was with him, he would slightly change the process. Well, after all, everything is to let this child see the darkness in this country.

Evil people also have their own ways of seeking justice, and evil people also have their own laws. Crime is an art, an art that allows people who are in grief to get out of their pain.

Of course, the current professor still wants to see what the world will become under his hands.

"Then let's start from the beginning, Holm. Just listen to a story, a story that has no ending yet."

The professor sat on the chair, stretched out his hand to straighten the photo frame on the table, and then wiped the tears on it. A young couple and a boy with a smile appeared in front of everyone. In front of us, it is definitely not an easy task for the families living here to take such a family photo.

The young couple were wearing the same clothes as the couple in front of them. It was obvious that the Crown couple were the two people in the photo, but no one could connect the two couples together.

After all, the couple in real life looks much older than in the photo. If the couple in the photo look like young adults because they have worked hard for a long time but live a happy life, the couple in front of them simply looks like It's like entering old age.