Bone Etching Flower：Follow my brother's footsteps

chapter4 Protect from now

The cabin was filled with thick sand and dust, condensing strands of white unknown matter, making the interior of the warship look like a spider's nest.

Several people cautiously passed through the narrow cylindrical orbital capsule in turn, trying to avoid touching these weird sedimentary attachments. Even though they were wearing protective clothing, it was difficult to completely eliminate the danger of being invaded by alien matter.

There are many such cases in the hospital of the interstellar space station. Most of those patients have died, and some have survived and developed body mutations. That kind of case, as long as you have seen it once, you will never forget it.

The terrifying appearance of the mutant appeared in his mind, and something suddenly flashed in Helo's afterglow.

He immediately adjusted the searchlight, but found that it was just his own reflection on the cabin window.

Paranoid.

“The front collapsed, sir, you can only climb over. "Eaglemao bent down and got in quickly.

“There's no problem in the back, just this one! It was the hatch that was destroyed! ”

Helo carefully observed the thick hatch that had been torn apart. Each edge of it was very uneven and severely deformed, as if it had been torn apart by some force.

Tear-for the strongest titanium alloy material in the world, it is a ridiculous adjective, but it is the idea that came to Helo's mind for the first time.

“It seems that when Shayero escaped from here, something terrible happened. ”

It's rare for Ando to be serious for a while, and he buckled the hatch in front of him with his hand. I have to say that this speculation is extremely bad, but it coincides with him.

Heluo suppressed the sense of uncertainty that surged up in his heart, and squatted down to drill through the only gap below.

When passing through the junction of the broken cabin, the cold wind blew across his neck, and an intuition prompted him to subconsciously look into the c***k. A slightly bright round object flickered faintly in the depths of the darkness. He stared at it for a few seconds before suddenly realizing what it looked like.

eyes.

Cold sweat suddenly emerged from his back.

At this moment, something grabbed his ankle.

He was taken aback, kicked instinctively behind him, shrank quickly, and crossed the hatch.

Ando crawled out from behind rubbing his head, complaining again and again, Helo grabbed his armed belt, dragged him out like a carrot, bent down again and looked in.

There was nothing, it was pitch black inside, with a thick layer of sand.

“What are you looking for, Helo? Almost kicked my neck off! "Ando complained dissatisfied.

He stood up, turned around, touched the safety bolt on the laser gun, and a trace of uneasiness crept into his heart.

The Funabashi was also full of mess. The only thing that could distinguish the shape was the driver's seat, facing the broken screen, but he seemed to see Shayero sitting there, looking into space alone.

If he were standing here like he is now, he would definitely walk up and hug him.

He will tell him himself how much he misses him, and his heart is broken. .

Helo walked towards the empty chair, supported the backrest, sat down in the seat where Shayero used to sit, started the intelligent control host that controlled the entire warship, and imported the voyage log video and all useful data into the phenotypic storage disk on his wrist. While doing this, he felt that his blood pressure was also increasing with the rising percentage.

The light of the searchlight swept across the console, and something reflected shiny light.

He freed up a hand to take the reflector over, poking away a layer of slimy attachments, and an old-fashioned CD box suddenly caught his eyes, with a string of “thecranberries” engraved on the box. His hand shook with an imperceptible amplitude, he carefully wiped the dust and stuffed him into his backpack, and his mind was in a daze for a moment.

“Hey, this kid actually likes to listen to this kind of old music? ”

“Cranberries? It's really a p***y's name, but it suits his face! ”

“It looks like a glass craftsman, tsk, you won't break him with such force, hahaha...”

“Hey, why don't you take off his clothes and see if his body is different from normal people!" ”

“Get out of here, don't touch me! Give me back my things! ”

Punch after punch, hitting the body, the bones made a terrible muffled noise as if they were about to break. Blood gushed out of the nasal cavity unstoppably.

The sunlight all around was so dazzling that my head was dizzy. His face was pressed into the dry soil, like a corpse about to enter the soil. The clothes were torn apart, and malicious hands obscene the body.

“Hey, Kurosaki, Inuya, what are you guys doing? ”

The moment tears were about to fall from his cheeks, a voice sounded coldly. As if it was a more effective deterrent than a siren, there was a commotion all around, and it immediately quieted down.

“Give me that disc. Then-get out of here. ”

The moment of encounter seems to be a long time ago, why is that scene still clearly imprinted in the memory?

It seems that you can see it as soon as you close your eyes.

The man was standing there, as if he had just undergone a vigorous exercise, his black vest was wet on his body, a shirt hung loose on one shoulder, his dark golden hair was tied behind his head, and the whole person was tall and straight.

Shayero looked at him, the sunlight was filtered by the long bangs, and the spots fell on the face with obvious mixed-race characteristics, silent under the distinctive eyebrow bones, his eyes were extremely deep and breathtaking.

He never knew that there was a person who could look like this.

“What a coincidence, I have been looking for this cd. If you don't mind, would you like to lend me a listen? ”The man bent down, and the tall shadow enveloped him, as if to achieve a head-up angle, squatting down towards him.

He rubbed his hands in a cramped manner, his chest filled with unspeakable gratitude, and he took a step back at a loss.

“Don't run. Don't run... you little rabbit. "The man wiped his nosebleeds with that clean shirt, and the smell of tobacco filled his whole world, “I am your new instructor." ”

“It's up to me to protect you from now on. ”