Chapter 70 Chapter 70 Zombies

He Junxia did not take Chaoyang back to her own safe place, but found a stand-alone hotel and skillfully took out the master card and spare key from the hotel front desk.

The child stared at him blankly.

He Junxia reminded with a smile: "You're drooling."

Chaoyang hurriedly closed his slightly open mouth and reached out to touch the corners of his mouth, but felt nothing. Instead, his cheeks bulged out and he looked at the evil adult with grievance.

How can someone even lie to a child?

He Junxia blinked innocently, selectively ignoring the child's gaze.

He went upstairs and chose a family suite with a bathtub and a window. He tried to turn on the faucet in the bathroom, and a stream of turbid yellow water with a smell of rust gushed out. Fortunately, the water gradually became clear after a few seconds.

He Junxia drained the dirty water, cleaned the bathtub carefully again, then filled it with clean water and threw a few balls of fire into it.

The fireball fell into the water but did not go out immediately. Instead, white smoke began to emerge from the water near the fireball. After a while, the entire tank of water became hot.

The child next to He Junxia was stunned.

This time, He Junxia didn't tease the child maliciously. Instead, she kindly explained, "The skills we perform with our supernatural powers, like my fireball, are essentially another form of energy. They're not true flames, and aren't subject to the laws of physics and chemistry."

Chaoyang nodded, not quite understanding.

He Junxia didn't say much. He didn't need the child to understand immediately. After a while, he would understand the difference.

He Junxia reached out to feel the water temperature: "Can you take a bath and wash your hair by yourself?"

Chaoyang nodded

He Junxia: "Okay, come over and test the water temperature. Is it suitable?"

Chaoyang stretched out his finger and dipped it into the water. The stimulated nerve endings on the skin transmitted signals to the central nervous system, and received a feedback of a slight heat.

But he just whispered: "Suitable"

He Junxia didn't think much about it. In his opinion, the water in the tub was neither cold nor hot, just right for bathing and washing hair.

"Bring your clothes and pants here and wash them slowly yourself. Don't be in a hurry."

He Junxia left the bathroom, leaving the small space for the child.

The sound of water splashing gradually emerged in the bathroom, and through the frosted glass window, a small figure could be vaguely seen bending over to wash her hair.

He Junxia only glanced a few times before looking away.

Just now, he impulsively asked the child if he wanted to go with him. Now that the child is here, he has to think seriously about what to do next.

Raising a child is not as easy as just feeding him/her, not to mention that this child has obviously suffered inhuman torture, and his/her three views, which have not yet been formed, may have been seriously affected and distorted.

He Junxia couldn't help but think of the villains in the novels that her cousin had loved and hated. They had all suffered inhuman torture when they were young, and eventually turned evil to the point of wanting to destroy the world.

Although novels should not be taken seriously, they are based on reality, and reality is higher than novels, so we must prepare for the future.

And the most important thing

He was not sure if there was someone looking for him behind the child, and the people here mainly referred to those in the laboratory.

It's a bit difficult.

He Junxia rubbed his forehead.

Half an hour later, the washed child came out of the bathroom. There were many shiny water droplets hanging on his almost short hair, making him look more than one degree whiter, and the scars on his skin became more glaring.

He Junxia couldn't help but frown.

The child he spent the most time with was the chubby little boy from his aunt He Chengfeng's family in the first mission world. Zhang Zhichen was a chubby kid, smart and lively, even a bit too lively, able to strike up a conversation with everyone he met, so his mental and physical health didn't need to be a concern for his parents.

The skinny child in front of me is at the other extreme.

He Junxia picked up a dry towel and covered the child's head: "Dry your hair, otherwise you will catch a cold."

"Um"

Chaoyang rubbed his head vigorously with the towel, which made people's scalp tingle.

He Junxia couldn't bear it anymore, so she stepped forward, grabbed his hand, took the towel from his hand, and gently wiped the water droplets hanging on the ends of his hair.

The child's body tensed up instantly and then relaxed little by little. His lowered amber eyes were filled with countless complex emotions: suspicion, worry, confusion, trance, and even disbelief.

Did he really leave that horrible place?

Is he dreaming?

A gentle touch on the head brought Chaoyang back to reality. He Juanxia wiped the child's ears and smiled, "Okay."

Then what

What to do then?

Chaoyang looked up at He Junxia. He Junxia touched his nose and casually put the half-dry, half-wet towel on the hook.

"Chaoyang, I have something to ask you."

"Um"

The child sat obediently on the chair, his eyes full of trust and admiration for the person in front of him.

He Junxia looked away uncomfortably, then turned back to look at the child again after a moment, and asked seriously, "What's wrong with your injuries?"

The child's body suddenly began to tremble, as if he had seen some extremely terrifying scene. Tears welled up in his eyes and even his lips turned visibly white.

He threw himself into He Juanxia's arms and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, I'm scared."

He Junxia subconsciously patted the child's back, and paused when she felt the protruding spine: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Even though he had prepared himself mentally and knew that the child was most likely acting, he still couldn't harden his heart and force a child to recall those painful past events.

He Junxia sighed and said, "If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. You have to answer the following question. You can't lie, understand?"

The child didn't say anything.

He Junxia asked, "Is anyone looking for you?"

He clearly felt that the moment he finished speaking, the child's body stopped shaking and slowly became stiff.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

After an unknown amount of time, He Junxia finally heard the child in her arms softly reply, "I don't know."

An unexpected answer.

Before He Junxia could ask further, the child suddenly stood up, looked at him hesitantly, pursed his lips and said, "A lot of mice suddenly got into the lab that day, and many people died. No one was taking care of me, so I ran away secretly."

A rat? A dead person?

He Junxia immediately thought of the coup at the Zhongshui Base. He guessed correctly that Chaoyang was indeed from there.

After receiving a clear answer, He Junxia didn't plan to ask any more questions. However, the child seemed to have broken through some psychological barrier and told everything in one go.

When He Junxia learned that he was sold to the laboratory by his father, and that the reason he was able to retain his heteronucleus after the craniotomy was because the doctor discovered that the quality of his heteronucleus did not meet the requirements and that they planned to wait until he was older before performing the surgery, his fists hardened.

Words can be false, but the scars on the body cannot be false.

He Junxia pinched her brows, trying to suppress the anger that was about to explode in her heart, but she didn't know that this action made the child's heart tighten.

"Brother, please don't send me back. I won't get you into trouble. I'll leave now, okay?"

The child pretended to walk towards the door.

He Junxia reached out and grabbed his clothes: "Why are you leaving? From now on, you are my brother, and you have the same last name as me, Xie Chaoyang."

Anyway, I don’t feel itchy when there are too many fleas.

He wanted to see if that group of people had the courage to come to his door.

The child turned around, his face showing both surprise and astonishment. He Junxia touched his head, opened his mouth to say something, paused, and still didn't say anything.

A journey of a thousand miles tests the horse's strength; time reveals a person's true character.

He couldn't ask a child who had seen the wickedness of human nature to trust someone he had known for less than half a day.

Besides, he himself had not let down his guard and still had doubts about what the child said.

He Junxia checked the time on her phone. It was five o'clock in the afternoon. Great, it was time for dinner.

He asked, "Are you hungry? Let's have dinner."

Xie Chaoyang: ...

Xie Chaoyang lowered his eyes and stared at He Junxia's belly suspiciously.

Didn't he just finish eating a lot?

Are you hungry?

Xie Chaoyang didn't expect that this would be the outcome after his "confession". He fell into a strange silence, not knowing whether to answer whether he was hungry or not.

Although the meat of exotic beasts is good for people with special abilities, he really can't eat it.

He Junxia got the answer from Xie Chaoyang's silence and touched his nose embarrassedly. The mutant crab was only level one, and the energy in the alien meat he had just eaten could not meet the body's needs.

So he was very hungry.

He Junxia felt embarrassed to let the child watch her eat, so after thinking for a while, she took out a few "small snacks" and a cell phone from her pocket and handed them to him.

"Can it absorb crystal cores? Go play it. There are single-player games on the phone."

After leaving the base, He Junxia threw his cell phone into the river. The phone he is using now is a new one from a mobile phone store, and there is no personal privacy.

His carefree attitude once again shocked Xie Chaoyang.

How come this person has no vigilance at all? He picks up the kids outside as he is asked to, and gives away cell phones and precious crystal cores as he is asked to.

That person never lets me touch his phone.

Thinking of the man who sold him to the laboratory, Xie Chaoyang's eyes flashed with strong hatred and he even clenched his teeth.

He Junxia didn't notice this scene. He was enjoying the curry crab and spicy crab, and occasionally took out a few level zero crystal cores to try.

In the blink of an eye, the sun sets

The deep, dark night enveloped the sky, and though stars dotted the horizon, the bright moon was nowhere to be seen.

Xie Chaoyang was lying on a sky blue children's bed with a yellow star pillow beside him. Even the surrounding walls were decorated with beautiful blue starry sky and astronaut patterns.

Xie Chaoyang recalled that the bedroom scene he had imagined when chatting with his classmates a long time ago seemed exactly the same as this one.

He must be dreaming.

But how could there be zombie crystal cores in the dream?

The child looked at the small round beads in his hand and suddenly remembered what the boy said.

Chaoyang

It represents a new day and a new beginning.