Chapter 8 Nirvana in the Mud (2) Revenge refers to taking revenge through someone...

Phyllus felt a warm hand covering his ears.

The hands were dry and hot, and a thin layer of sweat formed on the cold ground and his warm flesh.

He opened his eyes with great effort, and the sticky and cold dirty water on the ground stuck to his cheek.

In front of Phyllus, there was a pair of gray eyes staring at him fiercely, as if reproaching him for being able to face him. The man's face was also distorted by a white and smooth hand. Phyllus didn't know who he was, he was not good-looking.

The sound of laser bullets and mechanical bullets was filtered by the flesh of his palms, and in Pylus' ears, it became a gentle sound similar to knocking on a trash can.

There have been many riots in the Sigma Galaxy, and Pylus has seen many of them. Most of them were for the purpose of seizing territory. As for which gangs were involved in the seizure...

Pylus couldn't remember clearly.

Pylus didn't know the reasons and motives of the people who pinned him and another person to the ground. He was a little irritable and impatient, and a little drifting. He had forgotten what he said and did when he was beaten unconscious just now.

He tried to get up by supporting himself with his hands on the ground, but the person who was holding him down was incredibly strong. He could only try to look up. Perhaps he looked funny now, and then he saw a smooth profile.

She didn't look at him, but just maintained the strength of her arms. Her eyebrows were dark, her eyes were sharp, her head was slightly raised, and her blue eyes were staring at a place in the distance, so that her eyes were slightly pale. There was no trembling or shaking in her upper body, and it was obvious that holding a person down with one hand was no pressure at all for her.

A second later, she turned her face slightly, revealing her other red eye, and glanced down to see the expression of Calus who was staring at her, and his expression suddenly softened.

Behind her was a light strip, and the colorful lights behind her head made her face a little distorted.

Philus stared at her, with only one vague thought in his mind: if it was a gentle god, would he be pushed into dirty water to protect him?

- No, there is no such thing as God in the world.

"Are you awake?" Her voice was pleasant.

Little Bart spat, "Damn it, let go! There is a protection device in the red house."

Her face turned cold.

"Little Bart, I saved you, don't be ungrateful, do you want to see the laser crater that shot from your back when the riot started?"

She spoke very clearly, but very quickly.

Only then did Felix realize that they were in the garbage can alley behind the red house. After the three fell, their upper bodies were in the alley, and their lower bodies were outside the alley. Fortunately, there were a lot of messy things here, which completely covered their figures. In addition, many shops had closed and turned off the lights, so this corner was dark.

However, there was the most slop on the ground.

Little Bart couldn't believe it. His cousin who was so obedient on the starship and in the dark suddenly became so tough and strong. She tried to resist again on the spot. He didn't believe that he, an A in the stable period, was weaker than a differentiation period.

Tang En had already let go of Felix with her other hand, and gently lifted the back of his collar to signal him to get up.

But she grabbed Little Bart's hand and lifted him up directly from the ground.

The height was not high, but it was just enough to disrupt little Bart's balance and to fit him into the large trash can that was opened at an angle. She and Phyllus hid in the corner between the trash can and the wall.

A sparse but overly excited team of armed personnel passed by the alley, kicked down the infrastructure on the roadside at random, smashed the security door of a food store, and went in to rob.

Little Bart crawled in the garbage as quiet as a chicken.

Phyllus sat beside her, keeping silent.

Tang En lowered his voice and asked, "Can you still stand up and move?"

Phyllus didn't say anything. His body was in pain and he felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit, but after the dizziness, he felt that he was fine.

Tang En looked at his alert expression and said, "If you are not comfortable talking, just nod your head if you want to answer my questions with a 'yes' or shake your head if you want to answer 'no'."

Phyllis stared at her and nodded slightly.

She smiled, as if she was happy that he was okay.

After the robbers took away what they wanted from the food store, they went to the next store, which could not directly see here. A few people took the opportunity to walk into the food store with the door wide open again, but they were almost unarmed and not in good shape.

Tang En stood up, and when little Bart raised his head again, his hairstyle was all soaked in the soup and stuck to his face covered with sewage. After

little Bart ate a few mouthfuls of fresh garbage, his eyes became clear. He glanced at Tang En a few times, his eyes were full of inquiry.

"There's a riot now, can you take us to a safe place? Well, this should be a relatively safe place."

With the good communication experience last time, Felix nodded slowly.

This is the best source of food for homeless people, but during the riot, the Red House will not welcome guests, so there won't be so much food, and naturally not many people will come, not to mention that this place is indeed very dirty because of the abundance of food.

Tang En looked at Little Bart, who was obviously a head taller than her, but inexplicably, he was a head shorter in aura.

"I can't hide here."

Little Bart said.

The stench, the feeling of bugs crawling on his skin, his already wet clothes, and even Bart's head that was spinning like smoke, were all urging him to come up with a reason to convince Don as soon as possible. "This place is too close to the City of Glory. It will be over if we are discovered!"

Bart tried his best to make his words believable. "And what if someone wants to come and pick up the trash?"

Don didn't say anything, but just glanced at his arm.

Bart understood, and with shaking hands, he threw the light computer on his wrist into the trash can next to him, making a sound of metal hitting iron.

Felix covered his ears and walked in another direction, not caring at all about what they said.

What they discussed had nothing to do with him.

The safest place in his heart was, of course, the house where the old man lived before. The old man would not want to use him to make money when he took him in, although there is some truth in using him to make money.

Although the place was locked, the gang would not let anyone move in so quickly if someone had just died there.

But he couldn't go in either.

He stood in front of the locked door. His feet were clearly welded to the door, but he felt his soul was wandering.

Suddenly, a clear rustling sound came to his ears, awakening him from his hesitation.

Tang En pulled the chain lock on the door hard, frowned and called Little Bart, "You come too, pull this side."

Little Bart muttered, "Such a broken door, it would be better to kick it to pieces."

"Damage to other people's things will be noticed."

Tang En said with a smile.

Little Bart was afraid to see Tang En smile now, wondering what she was thinking, and changed the subject, "Nowadays, there are still such backward locks."

The sound was not loud, and the chain of the door was pulled off.

The place where he used to live appeared in front of Feilus. Because no one had lived there for a long time, there was a layer of dust.

When Plagus ran in, he felt for a moment that the place was exactly the same as before. He could even see the old man's looming figure on the bed.

Tang En breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door.

The chain was still hanging on the door handle, and it looked like it was still locked. If you didn't get close, you wouldn't notice it.

Little Bart coughed twice because of the dust. He looked at Plagus who walked straight to the only bed in the room, and he was a little dissatisfied.

Why could Plagus sit on the bed while they were standing? But when he looked at the dirty environment around him, he really didn't want to touch any place in the room.

Little Bart turned around and saw that his good cousin had already sat cross-legged on the floor with her eyes closed, as if she was getting ready to sleep. And the homeless child also lay on the bed, motionless and quiet as a dead person.

Little Bart shuddered and walked around the house.

He tried to talk to Tang En, but Tang En, who was sitting cross-legged, was so short.

Looking at her delicate little face with closed eyes, pale and fragile, and her clothes that were also stained with stains, little Bart couldn't help but think of what she said before - she had to go to bed before 12 o'clock.

- It was really a bit ridiculous, like a dialogue in a baby cartoon.

His little cousin who had a promising future, was quick-witted at a young age, and was the heir of the Campbell family, was just a girl who had just entered the differentiation period.

Just as Little Bart had thought before, even if he differentiated into A, he would only be the weakest one among A. If his parents had not bribed the testing agency and changed his mental power to B level, he dared not think about how much ridicule he would encounter.

Despite this, he still did not dare to take the Imperial Military Academy entrance examination.

Military academies train officers, and immediately have the rank of lieutenant after graduation. They are not C-level soldiers who can be recruited on the street. If you want to at least reach an excellent level in the academy, you must have at least A-level mental power and A-level body. His going to the military academy can only bring shame to the surname "Bart".

And Tang En just sensed the arrival of the militants in advance and was able to pin him to the ground, at least now his physical and mental strength is B-level.

Now she is at level B. It is hard to imagine what level she will reach when she enters the stable period.

...

Pyrus had a long dream.

In the dream, he was in a deep blue ocean, and all the objects around him floated up.

With a "gulp", the air squeezed out of his lungs turned into silver bubbles in the water. He tried to catch them with his hands in a daze.

The first bubble was his 2-year-old self, reflecting the face of an old man who was still middle-aged; the second bubble was himself walking; the third bubble reflected Jasper's face; the fourth bubble was the female Beta; the fifth bubble was a pair of blue and red heterochromatic eyes; the sixth bubble...

"Who are you?!"

There was a sound of objects colliding, and when he got up, Ferus felt sore all over. His eye sockets seemed to be swollen, and he could only see Jasper being stepped on the ground by the girl who was older than him.