Chapter 4 Door
Acid rain fell again in the dark sky.
On such a rotten, dilapidated, and riddled planet, acid rain is a common occurrence.
The barren wasteland, which looked like it had been burned, was washed into mud by the acid rain. The young cub, or the thin boy with white blond hair, knelt on the dark mud, his body covered with blood and wounds, but his pale hands seemed to be trying to hold a handful of mud, struggling to drag his body forward.
The corrosive rain of the acid rain soaked him, but fortunately, for the griffon with strong blood, this corrosiveness was nothing, at most it would bring some burning pain.
Pain, for him now, was the most insignificant price to pay.
The rain was good, and the heavy rain might wash away the traces and bloody smell left by his desperate escape. The boy lay in the mud, panting as if exhausted, not caring that his face and body were covered with dirt and blood. The
wet feather ears on the side of his cheek moved, and in the acid rain mud came the sound of chaotic footsteps and roars from afar.
He couldn't run away.
The broken walls and ruins scattered on the wasteland were soaked by the acid rain, and the blood-blurred eyelids vaguely fell into the broken and collapsed black stone altar in front. The boy stood up tremblingly, holding on to the bricks and tiles, and staggered to the bottom of the altar.
There happened to be an open space in the rubble that sheltered from the rain, as if it was specially reserved for him.
The tribe was jealous of his terrifying healing ability, and the torture instruments they used were irons coated with special toxins. The burning pain was like a beast biting through the flesh inch by inch, corroding the already charred wounds even more severely. The furry lion's tail swung a few times as if powerless, and finally fell on the dark rubble with a thump.
The rain washed away many breaths and blurred them. He flared his nostrils and sniffed hard, but his body was shaking due to excessive blood loss.
The footsteps were chaotic, and seemed to be getting closer and closer.
Intense fear and despair overwhelmed his will like a flood. After all, he was just an underage griffon cub. No matter how taboo his bloodline was, it could not withstand the huge mental pressure. The boy huddled up with his knees hugged, his feathered ears drooping on his drooping hair.
I don't want to die. I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die. I don't want to
die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die . The intensity of excessive running and the surge of adrenaline has cooled down, and huge fatigue has surged into his will. In the midst of the haze, he vaguely felt that the altar behind him was shaking. Yes, it was shaking. It was as if every piece of the rotten, broken and scattered hard black stone was summoned by some mysterious force, shaking and screaming in joy. The vibrations radiated from the altar to the vast and muddy wasteland around it, becoming more and more vivid and violent. It was like an earthquake, but no earthquake was so gentle. Rather than a disaster, it was more like a heartfelt welcome and respect from this space before the beginning of some great change. The entire wasteland was like a tamed giant, bowing its head to the mysterious call that spread in the air and permeated every gust of wind. The boy suspected that he was hallucinating, and he couldn't help rubbing his eyes and climbed up in a hurry. In the heavy rain. The young griffon cub clearly saw a rainbow-colored beam of light burst out from the center of the huge but decaying black stone altar. It was like a sharp sword that split chaos and misery, and pierced straight into the dark and heavy acid and rust clouds in the sky. The sky roared and the rain stopped abruptly. The entire sky was like a sea with turbulent waves, nailed to the black curtain by the storm. The dark clouds rolled back in an instant, revealing the original vast night sky. The acid rain stopped. Countless dazzling tracks lit up in the peaceful and starry night sky. In just a breath, the meteors that covered the sky roared and chased across the vast sky. The dark night suddenly became as bright as day. It was so spectacular that the cub almost forgot to breathe and feel pain. The pressure of the mountain ignited the fear and respect in the consciousness of the blood soul. The young griffon did not even realize that he had knelt under the broken and incomplete altar. His pupils shrank slightly and fell into the countless bright lights in the sky. The beast's instinct told him that something was going to happen. It was very important. A miraculous turn. Even this wasteland of decay and despair, this home abandoned by the living beings, had to tremble and bow down to this interference . Under the unprecedented meteor shower, in the broken and scattered altar, a shape like an arm stretched out from the magnificent rainbow light that pierced the sky. Then, the griffon clearly saw a human figure made of light coming out from the light column or the door that was cut open in space. The figure had no facial features and no robes, like an illusion or a soft light and shadow that would only appear when dying. When the night wind blew, the figure would even produce slight ripples like water waves, as if it shouldn't exist in this extremely dirty and muddy wasteland. The young man lowered his head in fear and panic. The figure clearly had no eyes, but he knew that He was looking at him. The eyes did not contain any malice, just a simple and even curious look. But even so, he still couldn't bear the prying of that line of sight, and felt that Hun's body was as if covered with numerous sins like rotten mud - that holy and noble being would be tainted by his sins if he looked at him. The griffon cub just hung his head like that. Until that warm, peaceful palm fell on his wet head and gently stroked it a few times. The bloody boy looked up in bewilderment, and saw the magnificent meteor shower flowing across the dead night sky. The black-haired girl leaned over, stretched out her hand with a smile, and rubbed his furry ears. "It's a little lion." * M31 Galaxy, main star. Central City. On this day, Lillian opened the store as usual. She got up earlier than usual, and just as she opened the door, the mechanical pet crab sleeping in the store came over crookedly and rubbed her ankle affectionately with its big pincers.
The mechanical pet has an automatic cleaning function, and the store has been cleaned by the little crab. However, when it came over, the defect of the crab's left mechanical limb was obvious, which is why it walked crookedly.
Lillian drooped her eyebrows and sighed, then leaned down and hugged the little crab on her shoulders with heartache.
Last month, she misjudged the weight of the goods when she purchased them, and the shelf almost fell on her. At the critical moment, it was the little crab that rushed over and used pliers to hold the iron frame. The price was that half of the metal limbs were damaged, and it walked crookedly and was no longer as flexible as before.
The maintenance of the mechanical intelligent pet required a lot of money. Lillian felt distressed but had no other choice but to get up earlier and close the store later than usual, hoping to earn money to repair her little crab.
Fortunately, the little crab didn't seem to care about its disability.
It was carried on the shoulders of its owner obediently, watching her busying around, preparing to start a day's business life.
The vending machine turned with a buzzing sound. Lillian always had the habit of taking a look at today's morning news when counting the inventory. The little crab climbed down crookedly again and turned on the suspended thin light-screen TV for its owner.
The handsome face of the director of the institute appeared on the light screen in response.
"As of this morning, thanks to the efforts of the task force and the Inspectorate, the impact caused by the beast tide at the border of the M31 galaxy has been completely repaired," Wu Fuyi slightly frowned, his voice as calm and peaceful as ever, "The beast tide and galactic storm may cause a certain degree of space-time fluctuations. The long-distance galactic transmission from the border of the M31 galaxy to the capital star is temporarily closed. The restart time will be notified by the relevant
departments..." "In addition, if any abnormal situation is found, please report it to the Inspectorate in time..."
Lillian skillfully used the optical computer to record the amount of goods while letting out a long sigh.
The entry about this beast wave on the Star Network has become a hot search. It is said that Master Lynx has personally visited the border of the M31 galaxy this time. People are discussing it heatedly on the Internet. The number of views of information with related tags alone can exceed 10,000.
Thinking of this, Lillian shook her furry ears on her head with regret.
As a member of the cat family, she naturally regards Lynx as an idol.
If it weren't for the need to save money for the maintenance of the little crab, she would also like to go to the official website to grab a piece of Master Lynx's peripherals.
I heard that there is also a lottery for a three-day tour of the capital star this time...
The screen recording from the research institute ended quickly, and the morning news began to report the recent weather conditions and transportation hubs of various galaxies in the Federation.
Like all federal citizens, Lillian did not take the official video recording to heart. She operated the mechanical arm to move the cartons, humming a song while arranging the goods neatly.
At this moment, the little crab on Lillian's shoulder suddenly became restless.
It jumped off its owner's shoulder abnormally, turned a few circles on the spot, and then crawled towards the store door in a crooked manner.
"Huh?"
Lillian followed the mechanical pet out of the door, but saw the little crab turning left and right into a small alley, and finally stopped at a person's feet, jumping back and forth.
The person was huddled in the corner of the alley wall, curled up in his robe and leaning against the wall, with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.
——It was a girl dressed very strangely.
The girl had long, rare jet-black hair and a pretty face. Her appearance was not stunning, but made people feel comfortable and approachable.
She was wrapped in a large, snow-white robe. The texture of the robe was also very strange, not like the common fabrics on the market.
Maybe she felt cold or something, but she subconsciously shrank into the large robe, making her figure look a little thin.
She looked pitiful and helpless.
Like a little match girl.
Lillian: “!”
The young shopkeeper noticed at a glance that the girl did not show any characteristics of the beast tribe.
In the Federation, there are generally only two possibilities for people without beast characteristics.
Either they are born with disabilities and cannot transform into beast form, or they are too young and still in the cub stage and cannot change their form freely.
But the possibility of the former is extremely low, and the current medical level of the Federation is quite high. With the installation of mechanical chips or intelligent prostheses, daily life will not be affected even without the beast form.
So...
Lilith was silent for a moment.
Then, this federal citizen with a good sense of law decisively activated the intelligent brain and sent a communication to the nearest Inspectorate.
"Hello? Hello, yes, this is location xx in the main city of the M31 galaxy..."
"I found a suspected lost orphan cub here... Yes, yes, please come and take a look as soon as possible."