Chapter 118

The next day, Wen Jinfeng left City G.

The combat troops escorted the jeep in the middle all the way forward and gradually disappeared on the flat and desolate horizon.

Wen Xin stood there, watching the convoy leave. After a long while, he turned around and said seriously, "Thank you."

Although both brothers thought of staging a breakup to avoid potential conspiracy, Wen Xin was the most ruthless and only wanted to fight with the gun, while Wen Jinfeng wanted Xiao Hei's thunder to hit him directly.

With the physical fitness of an ordinary person, the lightning would cripple him if not kill him - cripple was what Wen Jinfeng wanted.

He even made preparations for both scenarios. He prepared a set of high-voltage electric shock equipment for himself long before he came to find Wen Xin. If Xiao Hei could not accurately control the power of lightning, Wen Jinfeng would decisively choose the electric shock equipment.

The two brothers almost quarreled again about this matter, but fortunately Xiao Hei spoke up in time and said that he could create superficial injuries that looked real.

Now that Wen Jinfeng was gone, Wen Xin smiled and exposed Xiao Hei's lie: "If there is anything extremely difficult in this world, it is no less difficult than letting a lion stretch out its claws to inflict superficial injuries on an ant. Did you infuse energy into my brother?"

First, energy is infused into the human body, and then lightning strikes are used to complete the internal tempering of the body.

Even though Wen Jinfeng is seriously injured now and can't even walk without a wheelchair, after a few days when the energy is fully absorbed by the human body, he will be full of energy and spirits.

Xiao Hei looked at Wen Xin and was not surprised that the young man could see through this matter. He said calmly: "After all, he is your only relative."

Relatives? Yes, looking at the world today, countless people have been torn apart, their families have been broken up, and it is so rare to still have relatives around you to rely on.

Wen Xin raised his head slightly, looking in the direction where the convoy disappeared, his eyes as gentle as water.

Last night, the two brothers talked about the past. Wen Xin's eyes became moist and his heart ached when he heard from Wen Jinfeng what their mother had said herself: "It was my brother who saved my life."

Wen Jinfeng finally stopped hiding the truth from Wen Xin and told him what he knew about the past.

He said that Wen's father and mother were brothers and sisters in the same profession, and happened to join the same project team before graduating from their doctorates. Later, due to some project disputes, the two began to doubt the true content and purpose of the project research, and finally decided to change jobs and start their own private pharmaceutical company.

The private medical industry has always been treacherous. Both Wen's mother and Wen Jinfeng have been kidnapped. The kidnappers did not want anything but the information on the emerging anti-cancer compound they were developing. Wen's mother immediately suspected that there was a traitor inside the company.

She shielded the young Wen Jinfeng from escaping, but unfortunately she was seriously injured. It was on the way to the hospital that Wen's mother learned that she was pregnant again.

That child is Wen Xin.

Before they knew it, Wen Xin and Xiao Hei came to a broken wall and sat down.

Some things have been suppressed in the hearts of young people for too long, and being able to speak them out is a kind of relief.

Xiao Hei played the role of a listener very well. Under his silent gaze, Wen Xin gradually developed an interest in speaking freely.

"My brother said that my mother was about to collapse, and the doctor even issued a critical illness notice on the spot. But later, when my mother heard my presence in her blurred consciousness, she immediately burst out with a strong desire to live and vitality."

At this point, Wen Xin's voice gradually faded, and her fingertips left deep red marks on her palms: "She was very strong and survived life and death difficulties time and time again, but later on, in order to give birth to me, she was ultimately unable to..."

A big, broad hand suddenly reached out and covered the back of Wen Xin's trembling hand.

The man's expression was particularly serious: "Wen Xin, when you came to save me, did you ever consider that you might die?"

Wen Xin: “This…”

"You must have thought about it." Xiao Hei couldn't help but slow down his tone. "If I survived in the end and you died, would you regret your decision to save me?"

Wen Xin immediately understood what Xiao Hei meant and lowered his head slightly, his expression unclear.

After a while, he laughed and said, "I am just glad that one of us is still alive and well in this world."

Wen Xin asked Wen Jinfeng last night: "What kind of person is mother?"

Wen Jinfeng stared deeply at the younger brother in front of him, and a touch of undisguised tenderness suddenly appeared on his face: "You are very much like her, Wen Xin."

Wen Xin's mother said that if Wen Xin felt lucky to have saved the people around her, then her mother would not regret giving birth to Wen Xin.

I don't know when, Wen Xin's straight back leaned back slightly, leaning against the wall in a slightly relaxed manner.

Xiao Hei's words seemed to be a big hand that dispelled the fog. After a moment of silence, Wen Xin suddenly recalled a past that was engraved deep in his mind.

——Xin, pinyin: xin, meaning: 1. spicy. 2. hard work; suffering. 3. sadness; pain.

Four-year-old Wen Xin learned how to look up a word in a dictionary for the first time. After asking the servant for the definition, he sat under the table in the study, blankly, for the entire afternoon.

He is always lively and active, clingy and eloquent, and even the most patient old housekeeper can't handle him.

But that afternoon, the child's clever little brain seemed to have suddenly rusted and became extremely dull. He could not hear the footsteps of the servant looking for him, nor could he hear the old housekeeper's anxious voice calling him. Only one thought kept coming back and forth in his confused mind.

——It turns out that I was the one who really killed my mother, so my father and brother hate me and dislike me.

"For a long time, I thought it was me who died, not my mother," Wen Xin said. "It was not until later that I learned my mother's name from a visitor."

He smiled casually and said, "It sounds incredible, doesn't it? I was almost five years old at the time, and I didn't know my mother's name, and I didn't dare to ask. No one, whether it was the nanny or the housekeeper, dared to mention it at home, for fear that my father would get angry after hearing it."

Xiao Hei sensed Wen Xin's unstable breathing and asked suspiciously, "So, your mother's name is...?"

"Xin Nuannuan." Wen Xin almost couldn't wait to say the name. At that moment, her smile looked like she was about to cry. "It's the Xin in Wen Xin."

The sun rose into the sky, and the warm yellow sunlight shone down, falling on the barren earth, the dilapidated brick walls, the crooked tree trunks and the new weeds, as if everything was glowing.

The wind was blowing gently, and the man sitting on the other side moved, walked to the young man, half-knelt on the ground, held the shaking shoulders with both hands, and held the young man in his arms.

The young man grabbed his collar, his fingertips turned white from the force. He didn't cry or sob, he just bit his lips hard, buried his head, and kept breathing in and out. Even his outbursts were silent.

The warm and sad emotions come and go quickly.

He wiped his eyes with his thumb, and when he looked up, except for a faint blush at the corners of his eyes, there was no trace of his out-of-control emotions. He said in a hoarse voice, "Anyway, thank you very much."

When talking about old things, Wen Jinfeng always wants to change the subject. He must be hiding something.

Isn't the energy that Xiao Hei instilled into Wen Jinfeng another kind of insurance?

Looking at Wen Xin's frowning eyebrows, Xiao Hei paused: "Wen Xin, do you feel regretful?"

Wen Xin: “?”

"After you entered my space, I tried to transfer energy to your body, but I don't know what went wrong in the process." Xiao Hei looked at Wen Xin, puzzled and apologetic, "Your physical quality has not improved, nor has it evolved into extraordinary abilities."

"Well." Wen Xin was unexpectedly open-minded and smiled, "It's okay, I know."

Xiao Hei: “What?”

"Since it is energy overflowing from your body, the closer people are to you, the more energy they absorb." Wen Xin said, "Since entering the alien space, I have been staying by your side almost every step of the way, but there has been no significant change in my body. I almost had a premonition at that time."

Xiao Hei looked at the chuckling young man, frowned, and thought of words of comfort, but Wen Xin suddenly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, there is still a big thing that has not been resolved."

Xiao Hei asked without thinking: "What's the matter?"

"Name you."

Xiao Hei was caught off guard, raised his eyebrows, and asked in confusion: "Give me a name?"

"The name One sounds like a serial number, which is not good. I can't keep calling you Xiao Hei Xiao Hei to the outside world. I need to come up with a formal name."

Xiao Hei doesn't think there is anything wrong with calling himself Xiao Hei. To him, the name is just a title.

As long as he remains an S-class mutant, other people's fear and awe of him will not diminish, no matter if he is called Tyrannosaurus, No. 1, or Xiao Hei.

However, seeing Wen Xin's enthusiastic look, Xiao Hei suddenly had an idea: "Have you given A-Lu and the others formal names?"

Wen Xin coughed lightly: "No..."

He felt quite embarrassed. During this period of time, many unexpected things happened one after another. If Wen Jinfeng hadn't asked Xiao Hei's name, Wen Xin would not have realized this serious problem.

Xiao Hei's face brightened immediately: "Then pick another one for me."

"Shall I take it?" Wen Xin blinked, and seemed somewhat flattered after getting a positive answer.

He sat there, thinking seriously for a long time, then stood up and paced back and forth.

It wasn't until the scale viper came to find them that Wen Xin finally lost his temper and said to Xiao Hei solemnly, "Wait for me to go back and look up the dictionary."

The man stared at him with a smile in his eyes.

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After experiencing the baptism of war, City G is now a wasteland waiting to be rebuilt.

If this place wasn't the origin of people with special powers, it would definitely be rejected by everyone. It has nothing here, and the chemical materials and heavy metal substances in the artillery fire would pollute the land and rivers here, and the cultivation of crops would be greatly affected.

Wen Xin has a lot of things weighing on his mind right now.

I have to investigate my parents' past, deal with the First Base, and recruit soldiers...

Land construction is closely related to building power. After all, we have recruited people but without food or housing, and we cannot let them starve and sleep on the streets.

Surprisingly, 90% of the people with special abilities he had rescued before hoped that Wen Xin would take them in.

With Tuanzi around, Wen Xin was not afraid of these psychics doing anything rash, and had already handed the controller to them.

So when he heard the pleas of the superpowers, he was somewhat surprised: "With your current strength, no matter which organization you go to, you will be very popular. There is no need to stay in G City."

The Thorn Supernaturalist shook his head and said firmly that he wanted to stay here. He also pointed out Wen Xin's dilemma: "I can see that you are not willing to be inferior to others, but you don't have any available people around you."

It was just a matter of stating directly and clearly that Wen Xin was a lone commander.

The scale viper raised its head when it heard this, feeling that this was a provocation to the snake.

Wen Xin was not angry: "You want to follow me?"

The Thorn Psychic probably rarely recommends himself, so under the gentle gaze of the young man, he blushed a little embarrassedly and said loudly, "Yes!"

"My supernatural power, Black Thorn, has the ability to devour. It will definitely be able to help you."

Hearing this, Wen Xin suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Swallow? Can it swallow harmful substances in the soil?"

"Ah?" The Thorn Supernaturalist was confused and said uncertainly, "It should be possible, right?"

Wen Xin was really surprised this time, and immediately took people to try it out.

The test results proved that the ability of the Thorn Psychic was indeed able to devour the pollutants in the soil, and this result made Wen Xin very happy.

The other superpowers nearby saw this and instantly understood where to put their strength, and they rushed to show Wen Xin their construction abilities.

Wen Xin’s first major problem was finally solved perfectly.

Half a month later, part of the construction of City G began to take shape, and a reunion invitation letter written by Wen Xin was sent to each dumpling.

【Author’s words】

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