Humble human being.

Useless emotions.

What's the point of you trusting me?

Besides, how can I be compared with those failed transformations! The corners of Subject No. 1's mouth twitched, but its sharp nails slowly retracted into its fingers. It turned its head away and stopped looking at the girl in the green dress.

The girl in the green skirt suddenly smiled and said, "I have introduced myself. My name is Xirou, which means the soft stream in the mountains. What about you?"

Subject No. 1 is lying on his back.

It did give itself a name, which was related to its obsession and to Brother Liu.

It doesn't want to be a replica.

It didn't want to share its name with such a weak human, and ignored Xirou's words. She was just a servant. If she asked it again, it would tear her to pieces! Xirou smiled and said, "What about you? What's your name?"

Subject No. 1 turned its head abruptly, clenched its teeth, and its facial features twitched, but it finally let out a sigh of relief and said in a cold voice: "My name is Du, the one and only Du."

"alone?"

Xirou shrank her neck. "What a terrible name."

Immediately.

Xirou smiled and continued to wipe the blood off the subject.

The sun disappeared, the bamboo house was quiet and soothing, and the coarse cloth curtains rustled slightly in the wind.

Every breath you take is filled with the fragrance of green grass and bamboo.

The monster who called himself Du bowed his head slightly and said ruthlessly: "Since you serve me, I will give you a gift. After I take a break, I will flatten the mine and tear apart everyone in it."

Xirou was stunned. "Your ideas are terrible, but they have already received their due retribution. There is an organization in China called the Punisher, and they destroyed the mine a year ago."

Du's lips twitched, revealing a mouthful of fangs, "Then I will take back my gift."

Xirou smiled helplessly, "You go and have a good rest, I have to go to work."

She put away the washbasin, turned around and walked down the bamboo house.

As she went downstairs, her artificial leg tapped on the stairs, making a thump-thump-thump sound.

I sat on the bamboo bed feeling a little confused.

A spotted mosquito landed on its cheek, trying to suck blood, but it couldn't penetrate its skin at all.

The mosquito returned empty-handed.

But he suddenly stretched out his sharp claws, and with a bang, he created a sonic boom in the air, and the mosquito was smashed to pieces.

Looking at his claws which were full of destructive power, he suddenly had a question.

What is the meaning of my life? It pondered for a long time and suddenly realized that no one in this world needed it.

I can't even give a gift.

Where did the Punisher come from? He acted quickly!

Boom boom boom.

There was a sound of hitting wood.

But it wasn't Xirou who went upstairs; the sound came from the courtyard outside.

With his sharp claws, he gently lifted a corner of the coarse cloth curtain and took a peek.

But I saw Xirou chopping wood.

She was still wearing the same green dress, but her sleeves were rolled up high. There were beads of sweat on her arms and forehead. Her prosthetic leg was very inconvenient, supporting her thin body at an angle.

The axe in her hand was stiff and heavy. She had to swing it seven or eight times before she could completely split the tree, which was as thick as a bowl.

On the side, there was a pile of unchopped wood stakes.

"Humble human."

"You'll have to split that wood for two years."

Du looked at him with ruthless disdain and slowly lowered the curtain.

Under the sunset.

Xirou worked hard alone. She wiped the sweat off her face and said, "It's going to rain soon. We need to chop the firewood quickly, otherwise it will get moldy."

Crunch. Crunch.

Boom, boom, boom.

A strange sound was heard from the stairs of the bamboo building, and then a three-meter-tall monster with a light gray body and bony back was seen slowly walking down the stairs.

Its heavy footsteps made the bamboo building creak.

Du slowly came to Xirou and glanced at her mercilessly, "I'll give you a favor and help you chop wood."

Xirou smiled so softly that the branches and flowers trembled.

"snort."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Du snorted coldly, looked at Xirou with great disdain, turned around and looked at the wood, then stretched out ten sharp claws from both hands, black light exploded, slashing like lightning, as if time and space were about to be chopped into pieces.

In the blink of an eye, a pile of wood was chopped into powder.

The speed was so fast that Xirou had no time to stop it.

Du Weiwei stood still and glanced at Xirou arrogantly, "Fragile human, fragile wood."

Immediately.

It walked up the stairs on its own.

Xirou stayed where she was, slowly squatted down, sighed weakly, and rubbed her forehead hard.

"It took me several days to carry these firewoods back."

But it was the monster who went back to the room alone, sat on the edge of the bed with a twitching mouth, looked at his claws, and exhaled heavily.

The sky was just getting light, and there was even a hint of haziness in the night.

He pulled off the coarse cloth curtain, draped it over himself, and walked straight into the mountains.

When passing by Jianshuizhai.

It met many residents who got up early to work. When these people saw the monster, they were filled with fear, hid far away, and pointed and talked.

"That girl Xirou has taken in another monster!"

"How can she be so unrepentant? She will harm the whole village!"

Du suddenly turned around, the terrifying body brought a strong sense of oppression, "Humble human, if you don't want to die, get out of here!"

The villagers remained silent as they watched the strange figure disappear into the jungle.

"Did that guy escape?"

“I hope it never comes back!”

The sun rises.

Returning alone from the mountains, the sight was horrifying. On my shoulders I was carrying layers of intact trees nearly 20 meters high. From a distance, it looked like a valley moving on its own.

It had a ferocious look on its face, and muttered to itself in a cold voice: "Humble human, I said the gift would come, and it will definitely come!"

Came to an open space in Jianshuizhai.

But there were more than a dozen residents of Jianshui Village crawling on the ground, with large and small sacks piled around them.

In front of these residents stood four strange figures.

Their bodies were deformed, some were hairless, with arms longer than their knees, others had black eyes and mouths full of fangs.

The person standing in the center had no particular changes in body shape, but his skin was extremely pale and gray, like a corpse soaked in formalin.

Of course he was not dead, and he still retained his original face. He was a European with messy curly hair, only in his twenties, with a gloomy face.

One of the deformed people looked at the villagers fiercely and said, "Is this all the food we have for this month?"