Chapter 128
Before leaving for City A, Wen Xin went to the dungeon and met with those suspicious people who were suspected to be people with special abilities.
Surprisingly, they have no connection to the rumor instigator who holds the psychedelic candle.
Under the influence of the little fox's magic, the possibility of these people telling lies was basically eliminated.
Wen Xin came up to them, looked at their haggard faces, and asked in a low voice: "You asked me before, 'Which side are you on?' What did you mean by that?"
No one else said anything, looking at Wen Xin with inexplicable hatred and hostility. Only the middle-aged man who had questioned Wen Xin before raised his head and said with stern eyes: "Mutants and humans, which side are you on?"
Working with Xiao Hei and the others, Wen Xin knew that he would have to face this question sooner or later.
He met the middle-aged man's gaze and did not answer the question immediately. Instead, he asked calmly: "Have we met somewhere before?"
Middle-aged man: “What?”
"There are mutant trainers in this world, and other people who have established cooperative relationships with high-level mutants. Why don't you hate them and question them?"
Wen Xin estimated that he would be questioned and hated by the world only after he announced that he had completely broken off relations with the First Foundation, not now.
The middle-aged man was stunned. He opened his mouth but remained speechless. His stubborn look relaxed for a moment.
Even if it was just a moment, it was enough for the little fox to capture it and use it as a breakthrough to read the memory.
Little Fox: "Wen Xin, can I send the image directly to you?"
Wen Xin's expression remained unchanged: "Well, come on."
Countless memories, like flying pieces of glass, reflected the past scenes in Wen Xin's mind.
Through those familiar scenes, Wen Xin unexpectedly discovered that the middle-aged man had actually met him before.
At that time, Wen Xin was on his way to Rose City to look for Canary. He ran into a group of people being attacked by zombies, so he helped them.
The middle-aged man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his body was covered with mud and sticky blood, looking a bit wolfish. There were several people following him, including brothers and relatives. After being rescued, the middle-aged man led his companions to thank him, and his laughter was full of hearty laughter that made people remember it deeply.
In less than a year, the other party became so decrepit.
The little fox's voice rang directly in Wen Xin's mind: "Wen Xin, they are just like the mutant before. They have been given mental suggestion. The suggestion is that you will become a mutant and become an enemy of humans!"
Most people don't understand Wen Xin, and after hearing all kinds of erotic rumors, they believe them naturally.
But middle-aged people are different from others.
Because of the experience of being rescued by Wen Xin, he briefly had doubts in his mind when the mental suggestion was implanted.
Perhaps the doubt was not strong enough, so he could not resist the mental suggestion at the last moment, but it did leave a small flaw.
Wen Xin continued to look down and found that the middle-aged man had actually escaped.
Once the flaw was formed, the mental suggestion day after day not only failed to make the middle-aged man completely hate Wen Xin, but instead added another nail to the original crack, making him want to run away.
The silvery-white metal walls, the strictly guarded patrol guards, various sophisticated electronic instruments, and the uniform blue and white antibacterial suits... The details in the picture seem to reveal the original identities of the middle-aged people: experimental subjects in a secret laboratory.
The experimental subjects are the same as the previous mutants, but this time the experimental species is - human!
The memory picture moves forward.
In one scene, about twenty people were tied up, wearing strange white devices on their heads, and lying quietly in a bright and transparent observation room. Blue photon lines passed through the ceiling and metal walls, crisscrossing vertically and horizontally, giving a very sci-fi feel.
The little fox is an illusion created in Wen Xin's mind through the memories of middle-aged people.
So after taking in the general scene in the observation room, his consciousness followed the middle-aged man's senses at the time and sank into a drowsy darkness.
His wrists and ankles were shackled, his head was imprisoned, but he still had a little consciousness.
Wen Xin opened his eyes hazily and heard roars coming from all directions. They were fierce and crazy, and contained an excitement whose meaning was incomprehensible.
A flash of inspiration flashed through Wen Xin's confused mind, and he reacted almost subconsciously: there are mutants locked up all around, and they are mutants in abnormal states!
Why are so many people and mutants kept in close proximity, and why are they given so many devices to monitor their vital signs?
With this question in mind, Wen Xin was not in a hurry. He concentrated and calmed down, waiting slowly for things to happen.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, he felt as if something was "wrong" with his body.
The pressure from the straps on his wrists and ankles became less and less, and the instrument on his head that recorded his body data began to emit prompts more frequently.
The middle-aged man in the memory tried to struggle free, but the metal buttons on the restraints made an unbearable heavy sound.
After a while, Wen Xin reacted belatedly.
It's not that the pressure of the restraints is decreasing, it's that the strength of middle-aged people is increasing!
Is it just the power that changes?
more than.
Those chaotic roars that were like the hum of bees gradually became organized in the middle-aged man's mind. He was surprised to find that he could actually distinguish how many mutants were nearby among the chaotic calls.
His hearing improved, his sense of smell improved, his vision also improved... The middle-aged man's reaction was not bad. He quickly realized the changes in his body and was shocked.
Suddenly, he heard a loud crash not far away.
The metal buckles broke at once, making a crackling sound like a machine gun. Someone actually broke free from the restraints through his own brute force!
"What is this? What are these things that came out of my hand?!"
The middle-aged man, who had not yet recovered from the shock, reflexively raised his eyes and glanced in the direction where the commotion came from.
His pupils then contracted as he saw large vines emerge out of thin air from someone's palm. The vines danced wildly as if they were being controlled by that person.
This... is clearly a superpower!
"Warm and sweet!"
Noticing Wen Xin's abnormality, the little fox hurriedly stopped the illusion. Yuan Yanzhong took two or three steps forward and grabbed Wen Xin, who seemed to have been hit by a huge impact.
Wen Xin waved his hands to indicate that he was fine. The dizziness from just escaping the illusion lingered in his mind, and massaging his temples could not calm him down immediately.
Yuan Yanzhong noticed the extremely ugly expression on the young man's face and seemed to realize something. He frowned and asked, "What did you see in the illusion?"
Wen Xin glanced at the others who were confused and said slowly, "You guys follow me."
The middle-aged man spoke again in a hurry: "Executive Officer Wen!"
He originally thought that he would not get a reply, but unexpectedly, the young man walking in front of him actually turned around and looked at him.
Wen Xin: "Mutants and humans, I don't stand on either side."
This can never be called a definite answer at any time. It is like a shaky fence, full of perfunctory flavor.
The middle-aged man's eyes dimmed, and the resentment in his heart deepened. However, he heard Wen Xin say, "I don't think I have the ability to influence the human side or the mutant side. My position has always been only one, and that is justice."
The word "axiom" is obviously a broader term, but when it comes out of Wen Xin's mouth, it has a sense of stability that is imbued with the years.
Wen Xin said to the stunned middle-aged man: "So what you are worried about will never happen."
After leaving the dungeon, Wen Xin's face darkened again: "Someone discovered that the energy that overflows when mutants evolve can stimulate the potential of the human body, with almost no side effects. The physical qualities of these people that are different from ordinary people are the result of their research."
Generally, mutants evolve, become more ferocious, and become much stronger.
Just as no one would easily provoke a mother bear with cubs, ordinary people would not touch the mold of mutants when they are evolving, unless they want to be killed without a complete body.
No one would have thought that mutant evolution would bring such great benefits to mankind.
But that was not the point of Wen Xin's concern.
What made him uneasy was that those people were trying to mass-produce people with special abilities through this method!
That day, Wen Xin and his companions set off on their journey.
With the entity in the original rock moving at full speed, the group arrived at their destination, City A, in less than three days.
As Wen Xin expected, after Wen Jinfeng disappeared, City A was put under full martial law. The security checkpoints for receiving refugees were closed, no outsiders were allowed to enter, the number of patrol officers at the gates doubled, and heavy firepower missiles were mounted on the city walls.
But these are not obstacles for Wen Xin and his team.
The little fox looked at the patrol team not far away and snapped his fingers lightly.
The patrolmen's bodies swayed, and their wary eyes suddenly disappeared. Even when Wen Xin and others walked past them openly, they did not react at all.
Wen Xin's previous home was in the south district of City A. When he fled here, he did not go back to take a look. It was not that Wen Xin had forgotten where his home was, but that he did not know how to face that deserted building.
If you count it up, he hasn't been home for nearly ten years.
No matter how exquisite and solid a building is, it will eventually show its old age as time goes by. The house that once seemed so big and empty in Wen Xin's eyes now looks like an ordinary house.
There is no splendid decoration or priceless antiques. The white walls have turned yellow, and the corner near the door is painted with many innocent graffiti with colored crayons.
The most complete one is a family portrait of four people, with a big smiley face painted on the side.
As if afraid that visitors would not be able to understand what they had drawn, they wrote notes crookedly on each person's head.
[Mom], [Dad with a stern face], [Annoying brother], [Me].
Through these childlike traces, one seems to see a small silhouette of the past in the original rock, holding a paintbrush and painting on the wall with great interest, with clear and lively eyes, and when happy, his smile will turn into a crescent shape.
The strange thing is that the imagination is so realistic that every playful move of the child forms a real idea in his mind.
Yuan Yanzhong vaguely thought that he had really met the young Wen Xin.
But how is that possible? Wen Xin was born more than 20 years ago, and it hadn't even hatched yet.
Knowing that she grew up in love and care and was no longer a child that everyone disliked, Wen Xin no longer had any fear of the past. She couldn't help but put her hands on the graffiti with a look of nostalgia in her eyes.
He looked up along the graffiti and found a ball of thread smeared with a black marker right next to "me".
There are even labels next to the ball of yarn.
——Mr. Ghost.
【Author’s words】
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