Chapter 299 Zeus, implanted fragments, promises on the aisle (asking for monthly tickets)

The somersault cloud went up and down, floating slowly at the bottom of the silver-white ceiling.

At this moment, Ji Minghuan and Sun Changkong were sitting on the top of the cloud, shoulder to shoulder with Penguin Radio.

Looking down, they saw a boy in a hospital gown kowtowing to them on the silver-white floor.

The boy's forehead was already red, and tears were constantly flowing from the corners of his eyes, but he did not stop kowtowing. The "dong dong" sound never stopped, and Sun Changkong's heart was pounding.

She opened her eyes wide, hugged Ji Minghuan's shoulders, and stammered, "Ji Minghuan, why is he the same as a biochemical zombie! In the zombie movie we watched together last time, there wasn't such a weird guy..."

"I don't know either." Ji Minghuan shook his head. "He's so weird. I always feel like something is wrong..."

He poked his head out from the edge of the somersault cloud, raised his eyebrows, and silently looked at the boy kneeling on the ground.

"Don't leave me, don't leave me alone, I don't want to be locked up there, I don't want to be pinned down on the bed."

The boy kowtowed and shouted, "When I am alone, the voices in my head will become very loud. I don't want to be alone. Don't be afraid of me."

Sun Changkong drove the somersault cloud, and every time he floated forward one foot, the boy quickly crawled forward one foot;

The boy crawled back one foot each time, his face always covered by the shadow of the somersault cloud.

"This guy's brain is definitely broken." Sun Changkong frowned his fiery red eyebrows, "But he looks so pitiful."

"Of course he's pitiful. Myths and strange stories aren't that easy to handle." Ji Minghuan said, "He's just a kid."

He paused and said, "Besides, it is possible that the mythical wonder in his body was forced upon him by someone else, which is why he had such a strong rejection reaction."

Sun Changkong was stunned: "Force it on him?"

Ji Minghuan remained silent and did not answer her question.

"Please, those noises are so loud. The sound of thunder, the sound of rain, it's like someone is yelling at me... I just want to be quiet, can you make me quiet... Only you can make them quiet, I need you, I need you." The boy had tears in his eyes, and he was kowtowing while shouting at the person on the cloud. He still had a flattering smile on his face, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

Ji Minghuan was stunned.

After a while, the boy's crying voice suddenly stopped.

Instead, there was a scream, a scream that stopped abruptly.

Suddenly, a strong electric current burst out from the collar around his neck. The boy's whole body convulsed and he fainted. He fell to the ground with his eyelids drooping.

Then the metal door opened and the experimenter in a white coat walked in quickly with a stern expression.

"Tada, tada..." With the sound of neat footsteps, they picked up the boy on the ground and took him out of the cell.

There was dead silence in the prison cell. Sun Changkong slowly let go of Ji Minghuan after watching the boy being dragged out by the experimenters.

She lowered her head, drooped her eyebrows and muttered:

“This person is so weird.”

"Yeah." Ji Minghuan said softly, "Forget it, just ignore him. I guess he will be locked up by the instructor for a long time next time."

Just then, the instructor's voice came from the broadcasting equipment.

"I'm sorry, Ji Minghuan, Xiaokong, I didn't expect he would still be like this. He originally told me... forget it." He hesitated to speak.

Ji Minghuan thought for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Is he so crazy because he is influenced by Zeus?"

"Yes, the mythical fragments will more or less retain the consciousness of the mythical characters." The instructor explained, "We have done our best to help him. In order to prevent him from being too lonely, we have been giving him psychological counseling, hoping that he will appear in front of you in a normal manner, so that you will not reject him."

At this point, he lowered his voice and said, "But we still failed. The child's spirit is on the verge of collapse. Only by injecting a large amount of sedatives can he be calmed down for a while."

"Let me ask you a question. Why aren't Shang Xiaochi and Sun Changkong like him?"

Before the instructor could answer, Ji Minghuan sighed, "Is it because they were actively selected by the strange fragments, and you...forced the fragments of Zeus into the body of the child just now, and then treated him as a test subject?"

The prison room suddenly fell into silence, and Sun Changkong was slightly stunned.

Ji Minghuan shrugged and said nonchalantly:

"Because it's a test subject, you don't need to give it a name. When it dies, take out the fragments and implant them into the next child's body until you find a suitable container, right?"

Sun Changkong was stunned. She really wanted to say that the teacher would not do this, but when she thought about what the boy had just said, she suddenly stopped talking and slightly frowned her fiery red eyebrows.

"No, it was Zeus who came to him. We won't do anything so cruel..."

Ji Minghuan interrupted him and asked with his eyes lowered:

"What is his name?"

"He doesn't have a name. But he has always wanted a name, but he is very picky and doesn't like the name we give him." The tutor was silent for a moment and spoke softly.

"Next time, let's wait until his mind is more stable before letting him come to see us." Ji Minghuan said softly, "We can give him a name. It's better to have a name. How pitiful it is for someone who doesn't know his first name or last name when he is about to die."

To be honest, Ji Minghuan didn't expect that when he brought a large group of people to the Salvation Society, he would run into this nameless and unlucky guy and kill him without knowing anything.

How pitiful he is. At least give him a name. Then when it's all over, you can pretend to have a tombstone for him.

Sun Changkong thought about it and suddenly lowered his head.

She said: "Although I was a little scared, I thought he was just too lonely. I used to be like that too... I always felt like I was dying of loneliness, so when I saw someone I wanted to hug him tightly and not let him run away."

"Yes, he is innocent, he just has bad luck." The instructor said, "I sighed softly, "Thank you for being willing to tolerate this child. I have always been worried that he is too special and therefore cannot fit in with you."

Ji Minghuan suddenly stopped talking.

Of course he knew that the children imprisoned in the Salvation Society were all innocent and just had bad luck.

It is because of bad luck that they have been brainwashed since childhood and have become weapons at the mercy of others without realizing it, just like a group of drowning people who are pressed to the bottom of the sea but don't know they are in the water.

But he also knew that he couldn't save everyone.

If these children were really dead, all he could do was to remember them as best as possible.

After all, their entire childhood was spent in this pale and silent world, accompanied by some cold experimenters and that double-faced man.

If they died, no one in this world would remember them. Being forgotten is the real death, even if there is still one person who remembers them, it is different.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Sun Changkong suddenly asked.

"Is there?"

"Are you scared?" Sun Changkong said, "That person has been chasing you."

"No, what's there to be afraid of?"

"I will protect you." Sun Changkong said, "I will beat away any prophet or Zeus who dares to hurt you, so don't be afraid."

"Are you an idiot?"

Ji Minghuan sighed and thought to himself, I'm still thinking about how to collect your body, idiot, stop protecting me all the time.

"Anyone who calls someone an idiot is an idiot."

“Rebound.”

"Ji Minghuan, do you know that you are my first friend?" Sun Changkong frowned his fiery red eyebrows.

"Yes."

"Then do you know that you are my best friend and that I cherish you very much. You are very important to me?"

"I know."

"I wish I was that important to you, otherwise it wouldn't be fair at all." Sun Changkong said softly, "But you don't seem to take me seriously."

Ji Minghuan remained silent.

He thought to himself, it’s not that I don’t take you seriously, but if I treat you as a friend, and one day you come riding on a somersault cloud and holding a golden cudgel to stop me, what should I choose?

Can I really hope that after being given a restrictive drug, I will still have enough energy to show mercy to a brainwashed holder of a myth or curiosity?

That's impossible. I'm lucky enough not to be beaten to death by you.

Ji Minghuan suddenly thought that perhaps there was still room for recovery. When that day came, the instructor would naturally not let Kong Youling contact other children, because only Kong Youling could remove the mental imprint in their minds.

But maybe the Monkey King can? Isn't there still a Monkey King living in Sun Changkong's mind? If it wakes up, can it help Sun Changkong to unlock the spiritual imprint?

Seeing that Ji Minghuan didn't speak for a long time, Sun Changkong drooped his eyebrows in disappointment.

"Forget it...I'm not going to pay attention to you anymore."

She turned her face away from him.

After a moment, Sun Changkong controlled the somersault cloud and descended to the ground.

After a moment of silence, the metal door in front of us made a noisy sound again. Four children in hospital gowns stood in front of the door and rushed in.

Shang Xiaochi put his hands behind his back, raised his head reluctantly, and glanced at Ji Minghuan, "Oh, traitor."

Kong Youling looked around and wrote in the notebook: "Did someone come just now? It seems... I passed by someone."

"No one is coming." Ji Minghuan shook his head, not wanting to talk to her about Zeus.

"Why are we here? Let's go to the park." Mario looked up from his game console and said, "Six people in one room is really unbearable."

"But I want to watch a movie." Sun Changkong tilted his eyebrows, "Then let's vote, go to the children's playground or watch a movie here."

"You talk like you understand the movie," Mario said. "You always pretend to understand when you don't."

"What did you say? How could I pretend to know something I don't?" Sun Changkong was furious.

"I'm not in the mood to watch a movie." Ji Minghuan suddenly said, "Let's go upstairs and play."

Sun Changkong was stunned for a moment, then pouted: "Then I won't vote. Let's go. I don't like watching movies anyway."

Firion nodded, his wolf ears perked up, "Yeah, I want to play on the slide, too."

They walked out of the cell, the experimenter leading the way, and the six children walked in the brightly lit corridor, as if they were walking in a hazy white fog.

The children couldn't see each other, they walked unsteadily, and occasionally bumped into each other's shoulders.

Ji Minghuan deliberately slowed down his pace and came to Sun Changkong's side. Just by listening to the footsteps, he could recognize where she was walking.

He gently tugged on her sleeve, "Moshi Moshi?"

"What?" She was stunned and wanted to look at him, but the strong light in the corridor made her unable to open her eyes.

"September 5th."

"What's wrong?"

"I remembered the birthday you just told me."

"oh oh."

"It's a promise. If you want me to live until my birthday, you have to help me fight off the bad guys when they come."

Sun Changkong was stunned.

She was in a daze for a long time. In the dim light, she could only hear footsteps, and the footsteps of two people overlapped quietly.

After a moment, she also reached out and pulled his sleeve, and said softly:

"Well, I promise you."

(End of this chapter)