Longmen Memoirs

Will anyone continue to smile like an idiot to themselves?

Who else, in the cold, windy and snowy weather, in the burning flames and thick smoke, in the rain of blood splashing all over the sky, would raise the big shield in his hand to block the falling snowflakes from the sky for himself.

"It makes no sense, 052."

But he still wants to do it.

"052, rescue..." Chen Mo said in a daze, clenching his hands.

Yes, I want to live.

Chen Mo closed his eyes. He couldn't hear anything in the black wall. It was pitch black. No one would respond to him in the darkness, and no one would ask him questions.

Can I see you again?Tallulah——

ps: Just imagine, Chen Mo’s 052, Tallulah’s Alina.In the darkness, someone is willing to turn into a torch to light your way, even though its light is so weak on the frozen Ursus tundra, as if a gust of cold wind can extinguish it.

But...this is human nature, the breasts are so cute, so magnificent and brilliant.

Chapter 51 Experimental Subject A-81

[Tallulah, you really like him. You don’t know that when you mention him, a gentle smile will appear on your lips unconsciously. I also want to meet the person you are talking about.

I have been waiting, waiting for him to come back, waiting for hope, waiting for despair. 】

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Chen Mo didn't know what time it was.

The alternation of day and night within the black wall has lost its meaning, and time will naturally have no impact here. It is as if he has been forgotten, locked in this cell called the dormitory.

Only when they think of themselves will they be released from the cage and participate in a new fight.

But in Chen Mo's heart, he felt unreasonably tired and tired of this kind of fighting. 052's death seemed to be a silent reminder to him, don't fall in love with something you shouldn't fall in love with, and you won't tear apart other people's feelings. You should not be satisfied with flesh and blood, nor should you be happy with blood splattered on your body.

They succeeded, but also failed.

Chen Mo became a special case, because 052 was also a special case, so he failed to completely lose his humanity after killing 052 with his own hands. On the contrary, he crawled out of hell, was held by 052's hand, and forcibly changed his name from Pulled out of the hell of black walls and blood.

He failed to become a beast, greedily breathing the air called living, and abandoned 052 in the desolate snow outside the black wall.

The black wall seemed to have entered a period of relaxation. There were no tasks, no fighting, and Chen Mo could only stay alone in his room.

Until one day a group of people opened the door.

"013?" The other party was confirming Chen Mo's identity.

Chen Mo nodded, and the other party also saw the logo on his chest.

The other party opened the suitcase he was carrying. Inside the suitcase were neatly arranged test tubes. The number of test tubes was incomplete because half of them were missing.

There was a black medicine in the test tube, and the sharp needle pierced the skin on Chen Mo's wrist. The cold liquid entered Chen Mo's body and blended into his blood.

A strange numbness came from the location of the pinprick.

The other party put away the suitcase, turned around and left Chen Mo's room.

The gray-black door closed, and Chen Mo raised his head. He seemed to see a pair of eyes looking at him from the window of the door before leaving.

Chen Mo didn't know what they injected into his body.

But soon, there was a sharp stinging pain on his body. Chen Mo let Chen Mo kneel on the ground weakly. His internal organs seemed to be rolling in flames, or as if they were being thrown into boiling water for cooking. The cycle continued again and again. There are also people who use not-sharp knives to cut into every muscle of your body and penetrate into your bone marrow.

Chen Mo had to clench his teeth tightly and make a low and depressed sound. The severe pain stimulated his nerves. His eyes were bloodshot. He squeezed his fingers tightly, and his nails dug deeply into his palms, and blood flowed down his face. The palms of his hands dripped down to his feet. .

Pain, stress, exhaustion…

When Chen Mo came back to his senses, the coat on his body was completely wet with his tears and sweat, and the ground was scratched by messy nails.

Such days lasted for half a month. Every day someone would inject medicine into his body regularly, and the pain was far less unbearable than it was at the beginning.

Chen Mo's body began to adapt to the medicine, and black particles gradually appeared on his side. As the medicine was injected day by day, the particles gradually replaced the original flesh and skin, and evolved into black crystals, like the most vicious thorns and thorns in the world. Fangs.

When you touch it with your fingertips, you feel a slight tingling pain and the residual warmth of your body.

Chen Mo knew what he had become, and he also knew what was on his side.

More than once, he personally cut open the bodies of those swallowed by it and deprived them of their lives. Now, he has become them.

But what is rare is that there is no trace of fear or fear in Chen Mo's mind. He is just calm, calmly watching the Origin Stone crystals growing on his body day by day, and calmly accepting the fact that he has become an infected person.

Although, from the moment it appeared, Chen Mo's life had already entered a countdown.

They began to record the changes that occurred in Chen Mo's body every day, using instruments to record his physical condition that continued to change with the degree of infection.

It seems like an experiment is entering the preparation stage before the experiment.

It is indeed an experiment, an experiment about the integration of the Origin Stone into life, and they, this group of people, spent three years sharpening their will and physical fitness in order to adapt to this experiment, so as to prevent the experiment from happening during the experiment. resulting in their mental and physical breakdown.

But if, if they are lucky enough to survive, they will be sent somewhere else.

Chen Mo could hear the sound of bodies being dragged through the corridor outside the door every once in a while. He was no stranger to this.

Finally, one night, everyone was gathered together in a room.

Not a single noise could be heard, and even the breathing became lighter.Standing among them, Chen Mo suddenly realized that so many people who had come out of one room after another could be accommodated in such a small room.

That voice comes from above [+|

He told these people that they should feel happy and nostalgic because today is their last time here.

Chen Mo wanted to be happy, but he also deserved to be happy, but his heart could no longer feel the slightest wave of emotion.The same thing as him is that the faces of those standing here are unmoved.

They did become what Blackwall needed them to be.

But this is not the end.

Afterwards, Chen Mo finally understood what he meant.

They left the room, took off all their clothes, and lay on one experimental bed after another, like animals waiting to be slaughtered. The cold and sharp needle tips emitted a breathtaking light under the operating light.

Experiments in reconstructive surgery began at this time.

Chen Mo also saw her for the first time at this time. She was standing next to a woman in a white coat, her head lowered, holding a stack of information, but her lowered eyes would rise curiously from time to time to explore everything around her.

His cold face, but his golden pupils seemed to be burning with the hottest flames, exploring unknown territories.

"I want to know how life was born, how... it was born on this earth."

Perhaps since then, this has become her lifelong wish and pursuit.

The power of the Source Stone will make people intoxicated and drowsy, and then they will be constantly lost in fear and desire.

[Crystal Age] - an era full of hatred and pain.

The sharp needlepoint pierced Chen Mo's body, upper arms, forearms, thighs and calves. The medicine filled in the test tube was squeezed by the mechanical pressure and injected into every corner of the body, blending into the blood.

The heart was trembling, and the blood vessels seemed to expand at that moment. The cold liquid began to erode Chen Mo's body, Chen Mo's thoughts, and perhaps his soul.

With the stinging pain that penetrated into his bone marrow, Chen Mo gradually lost control of his body. His consciousness gradually became thinner in the stinging pain, and the bright shadowless light became dimmed a little bit.

He could vaguely hear someone talking in his ears.

"Dr. Tanzanveya, what is the success rate of the surgery?"

"According to the current situation, combined with the many clinical trials we have conducted, the success rate can be stabilized at 9.7512%." The voice said.

"So low!"

"It's already very high. Maybe none of them will survive, but maybe they will all succeed."

In their eyes, everyone here is something that can be consumed. The training for so long has only resulted in this moment. Before this, each of them had had unprotected contact with sources. Shi's medical history.

Those guys who were unqualified and were infected have long since disappeared into unknown places.

Chen Mo only hoped that after closing his eyes, he could wake up again, even if it was not to face the warm sunshine, even if it was just the cold operating light in the darkness.

It was much later that Chen Mo learned from her that the experiment was a failure, but they survived, and that the experiment was a deal that had been settled long ago.

The transactions between a certain person and a certain company, and the secrets of a certain company and a certain company, the huge transaction network, and everything involved are beyond the reach of a small character like me.

When these people were gathered together again, they were still in the same room, and Chen Mo could count the number of people at that time at a glance.

Chen Mo no longer cares about how many people can survive, nor how many people will die. This number will only get smaller and smaller.

He left the black wall.

I stepped into the car again. This time, the cabin was no longer closed. Sunlight fell into the car through the windows. The snowfield outside the black wall was still so vast and cold.

In another unforgettable three years, Chen Mo walked out of there alive and stood under the warm and blazing sunshine again, but he was surprised to find that when it fell on his pale face, he felt Only coolness.

Is it hope?

No, fruitless hope is poisonous, just like the matches that the little girl uses to warm herself. What should be extinguished will eventually go out, and what should burn will always burn.

Chen Mo will probably never have the chance to re-open his arms to this sunshine who is still willing to accept him.

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【This world is cruel.So... should we destroy it? ...King Wu]

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Rain, the drenching heavy rain tore through the drowsiness of the sky, and fell on the land accompanied by rumbling thunder.

The black car parked on the wasteland, and people in black clothes got out of the car. They opened the rear compartment door, and heavy raindrops fell on their shoulders, and soon fell along the black raincoats at their feet.

They pulled a body out of the carriage and threw it into the heavy rain.

It was cold, to the bone.

A thin layer of rain and mist rose from the wasteland, and the water splashed in the mist continued to slap on Chen Mo's pale face.

"Ahem..." Chen Mo coughed softly.

He had a dream, but it didn't seem to be a dream. He couldn't tell the difference. He couldn't see anything in the dream, he could only feel the cold. The deep cold wrapped around his body, and there was a blue light, like The flame was swaying constantly. Chen Mo wanted to reach out and touch it, but he couldn't feel his presence.

He heard someone talking to him in the light. The voice was very exciting, and there was a submissive majesty in the excitement. He felt warm, as if he was born with it and integrated into his body and soul. The voice chanted the same words over and over again. Chen Mo tried his best to hear a name, but he still couldn't hear what he was saying.

As above, as below.

Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes. The heavy rain falling on the wasteland dyed the soil a deep color. When he opened his eyes, his vision was blurred. The cold raindrops hit his pale face and streaked down his cheeks. his lips.

Chen Mo opened his mouth slightly, like a dying man in the desert thirsting for rain, and the rain poured into his mouth along his cheeks.

The moment the cold liquid passed through his throat, he was stimulated with vitality. His vision slowly became clearer, and the raindrops falling in front of him seemed to splash into his eyes.

He saw his current appearance from the reflected water, a haggard and pale face, dry and chapped lips, dull and gray eyes, and a temperament that was unfamiliar to him in the reflection.

During the heavy rain, Chen Mo wanted to get up from the ground. He raised his palms and pressed them into the mud in the rain. His knuckles dug deeply into the mud. He wanted to use force, but his body slowly stood up and suddenly fell into the mud weakly. .

Chen Mo tried several times, but was still unable to stand up. He gave up and was still soaked by the cold raindrops.

He lay on the ground and didn't know how long it took, until the heavy rain gradually stopped, until he felt that his body had regained some strength.

He held on to the muddy water again, and the turbid rainwater fell down his black prison uniform. His body kept shaking. Chen Mo gritted his teeth, and his face became distorted, until he finally stood shaking on this land. superior.

He was panting heavily, as if just getting up from the ground had used up all his strength.

He felt tired, cold and exhausted.

The heavy rain soaked his whole body in an awkward manner, and drops of water kept slipping from his soaked black clothes and fingertips. His clenched arms were shaking, and his body was shaking slightly with the shaking, as if he might fall down at any time.

What he looked over was a barren land, a desperate situation that had lost all life. The water on the ground glowed brightly in the light that had just broken through the dark clouds in the sky. Chen Mo stood in this light.

But he suddenly realized that he didn't know which direction to go.

This land is so vast that no one can see any life and no end in sight.

There were ripples on the water beach under his feet, and Chen Mo felt a vibration, as if some huge beast was about to come, and its mere steps were enough to make the land tremble.

He turned his head.

In the sunshine that tore through the dark clouds in the sky, a huge monster was driving towards him. It roared and shook the earth, rolled up endless dust on the ground, and roughly pushed away everything in front of it, as if it was about to hit the ground in the next moment. Grind yourself as small as dust into powder.

Black Steel is headquartered in Colombia. It owns an office building in the bustling commercial center of the Colombian Mobile Urban Agglomeration. As a private security consulting company, a well-known security contractor, and the famous PMC, the actual nature of Black Steel actually belongs to an international mercenary organization. First-class, so the location of the base is kept secret.

Black Steel International was formerly a mercenary army from Colombia. Unlike other mercenaries that profited greatly from city-state wars, most of the initial members of Black Steel were veterans of the Colombian War of Independence. They were initially attached to the Colombian Federation and mainly accepted government orders. and corporate contracts.After the Barron Mine incident, Black Steel International gradually broke away from the original system and began to actively develop international business.In order to manage the entire group in a more standardized and efficient manner, this mercenary army chose to enter the world stage under the name "Black Steel International".

Due to natural disasters and the emergence of infected people, huge social unrest has resulted in the creation of a huge number of safety contracts. Coupled with Blacksteel's own advanced technology, complete facilities and professional methods, Blacksteel has been able to rapidly expand its operations in the past few decades. Developed into the world's largest security company.

Driven by the strong natural disaster dividend, Black Steel's business scope has also continued to expand, and its customers have expanded to include the Colombian Federal Government, the State Department, the Department of Transportation, federal law enforcement agencies, multinational corporations, and foreign governments.