Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

"No...I...I...I just...I..."

The girl choked and tears and snot flowed down uncontrollably.

"me......"

She wanted to continue speaking, but tears completely blurred her vision and sobs blocked her throat.

The next moment, it was as if something was hugging her, and she was constantly patting her back with gentle hands.

"It's okay... I'm here, you can cry as much as you want. Because, I will be here."

Zuo Jian hugged Anita and kept comforting her, even though her tears and snot kept getting on his clothes.

Even though these clothes are essentially part of the body.

"I can...I can leave some food for...for Grandma Petra...and the child on the bench...and others...others..."

Anita spoke in her choked voice.

"of course can."

At this moment, Laurentina just looked at the two of them. For some reason, she always felt a little jealous of Anita...

No...it should be envy.

Never mind, let’s just treat this as a special case.

Although I comforted myself like this, I always felt that the porridge in my mouth had no taste at all...

That's not right, it has no taste to begin with! Why is it completely different when I feed it to Zuo Jian?

........

...

late at night.

Anita was already fast asleep, so he saved the other part of the porridge so that he could heat it up tomorrow and distribute it to others.

Zuo Jian now controlled his new body and sat on the top of the dilapidated house, looking at the endless

The starry sky.

The starry sky is completely different from the night sky that I know, and it’s so beautiful that it seems fake.

After not looking for long, he turned his gaze back to the dead city.

The closer to the coast, the more dilapidated the houses become.

However, the houses far from the coast are only "intact".

"Hey...Zajian."

Hearing someone calling him, he turned around and saw Laurentina climbing onto the roof without him noticing.

"Aren't you going to sleep, Laurentina?"

“…”

Shark blushed a little as he looked at the person sitting quietly on the roof in front of him, Zuo.

"I can't sleep if you don't come back."

"No way, isn't Laurentina a mature adult? How could she not be able to sleep?"

Zuo Jian responded jokingly.

"It's so noisy! I'm used to it! I'm used to it! There's a weird guy next to me every night, constantly chattering, and I've become used to it!"

"It would be hard to accept a sudden change in something you're used to!"

Laurentina shouted with a red face.

"Really? I'm so sorry, Laurentina. I'll be right down."

Zuo Jian smiled, and his expression did not look apologetic.

"You... And why did you go up to the roof at night? What were you looking at, the stars in the sky or the broken house on the ground?"

Laurentina walked up to him, a little curious. Logically speaking, Zuo Jian was not the type to go up to the rooftop to look at the stars in the middle of the night.

“I’m looking at….”

Zuo Jian lowered his head and looked at the lifeless lonely city called "Salt Wind City".

"I'm looking at this city and how many people have been like Anita for so long, sleeping in the cold and hunger for so many days and nights."

“I was wondering what I could do to make life a little better for those people.”

As he spoke, he opened his palm, which contained a roasted grain from the dry food given by the judge.

"You... you don't know what religious belief you belong to, right?"

"Haha, that's too exaggerated. I'm just doing what I think is right."

Zuo Jian turned his head and smiled.

For a moment, Laurentina felt like her breathing was about to stop.

It wasn’t because of the other person’s almost perfect face, she actually didn’t like that face.

What attracted her was something more special beneath that fake shell of flesh and blood.

Volume: Volume 2, Departure

Chapter 1, Doctor: Looking for someone, right? White hair is not dead, with a follower, I totally understand

"Why do you do this...?"

Zuo Jian looked up and saw the sky full of stars.

Laurentina had left, but he still sat on the roof, looking at the grains in his hands.

He would never put himself on the scales of justice. The world is gray, and he knows that.

When you stand on the side of your choice, it means you draw a line between yourself and the other side.

He understood that if he wanted to protect something or save something, he had to always hold on to the so-called power.

only.....

“When I have completed a journey that is who knows how long, looking back, I do not want the footprints that are filled with my own footprints to be filled with abandoned conscience, justice, kindness… and humanity.”

He whispered, then clenched the grains in his hand.

.........

When you want to continue to complete one journey after another, you must throw away some stressful things. Otherwise, the weight of these things will continue to weigh you down until you fall completely before you see the end.

"Huh...huh..."

"Stop ringing that in my head!"

The silver-haired girl huddled in a damp corner, the accumulated water soaking her coat. She shouted in a trembling voice, trying to dispel the strange thoughts and flashbacks that appeared in her mind from time to time, like fragments of memories.

She stood up, feeling the weakness of her body.

When I opened my eyes for the first time, I saw an unfamiliar scene, a strange scene made up of a cold sarcophagus and surrounding concrete and various pipes.

There is also a huge sense of crisis that seems to be targeted by something all over the body, which is no different from instinct.

Something is trying to catch me...

Before I even had time to think too much, I heard footsteps behind the gate.

His head was aching, but he still made the appropriate calculations.

There are four types of footstep rhythms. Judging from the sound of their steps, they are all adults, males, and are partially armed.

The sound of small collisions and friction between large areas of metal and composite fiber materials indicates that there is at least one shield guard on the other side....

Damn! What is a shield guard?

He instinctively calculated unfamiliar words and memories and stuffed them into his head roughly, making his head feel dizzy again.

However, at this moment, she didn't dare to lie down like this.

The feeling of being targeted gave her an unprecedented sense of crisis.

At this moment, the girl was like a frightened little animal, desperately trying to find a way out.

The light grey eyes scanned the surroundings and finally saw the screwdrivers scattered on the ground...

..and...the ventilation duct on the wall next to it.

......

...

.

"Huh...huh..."

The girl curled up in a corner. Climbing out of the pipe had almost exhausted all her physical strength. What's more, the environment outside was even worse than before underground.

The coat he was wearing was not the kind that could keep him warm, and coincidentally, the night sky was filled with a lot of howling and raging cold winds.

She looked at her own red, frozen little feet, which even had faint signs of cracks on her toes.

"It's so cold..."

The rapidly dropping body temperature was depriving her of her last moments of consciousness, but the cold wind had no mercy, and along with the low temperature came hunger.

My stomach feels empty and hollow.

The intestines and stomach kept moving and making protesting sounds, and they were eager to have something enter the stomach so that they could digest it.

Are you going to die...

Her declining physical condition was telling her the current situation.

.....

No...can't die...

In a trance, I seemed to see a blurry figure appearing beside me.

She turned her head, but she couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

The other party spoke, but he couldn't hear anything he said.

However, there was a voice in my mind that kept shouting.

"do not die!!!"

I can't fall here... There are still many things waiting for me...

Someone entrusted me with something...

I can’t remember...I can’t remember anything...but...I can’t die!!!

She forced her body to stand up again.

My stomach is empty and I need some basic food....where can I find it....

The girl raised her head, her grey eyes looking at the trash can covered with snow.

She reached out her hand and used her knuckles, which were also red from the cold, to open the cold metal lid.

"I can't die. I can't die here, no matter what..."

"I promised someone...I promised someone..."

She talked to herself and kept searching with her hands for something that could keep her life going.

However, the next moment, there was a sudden weight on my shoulder.

!!!

The girl shuddered suddenly, then stepped back subconsciously, took out the screwdriver she had taken out earlier from her waist, and pointed it at the person behind her.

However, when she saw the other person clearly, she was stunned.

He was a middle-aged man with furry bear ears and a kind face.

"Child, are you having any trouble?"

He said, then held out his hand.