Chapter 095 Chapter 95
This was not the first time Xia Meng stabbed herself.
The stabbing was quite smooth.
There was almost no time for Herman to react. The tip of the knife turned and stabbed into his chest so smoothly.
Then, the next second, time in front of her eyes seemed to be suddenly frozen.
Whether it was Hermann, the snowflakes floating in the air, or the black pine forest shivering in the cold wind in the distance, they all stopped in an instant.
Xia Meng slowly opened her eyes.
Before I could even think about what was happening, why it was so different from the previous times, the next second, everything before my eyes shattered like a huge piece of glass, instantly cracking into countless spider-web-like cracks, and then, "clang la la la—"
The crisp sound of shattering glass instantly filled her eardrums.
The world exploded before her eyes.
Xia Meng subconsciously raised her hands to cover her face.
But the fragments are one step faster.
The fragments flew in all directions.
Some were shot towards her.
When she raised her hand, the fragments were already before her eyes.
So she just watched as the fragments passed through her hands, through her arms, and through her body.
Xia Meng raised her eyes from the gap between her fingers and saw that the shattered glass in front of her had turned into a dark and endless void.
And in the next moment, thick fog rushed towards her from the darkness.
It drowned her in an instant.
…
It was the familiar thick fog again.
Every time she entered the mental picture, she encountered this thick fog.
This made Xia Meng feel a little relieved, but she also felt a little strange.
There was fog every time I went in before, but it was gone when I came out.
Why did she see thick fog again even though she opened the door this time?
Doubt flashed through her mind.
Then the next second, she got the answer——
Because she is still in the mental picture!
The thick fog dissipated before my eyes.
She opened her eyes wide and slowly raised her head.
There were two long corridors in front of her, and she stood at the corner with her feet on each side.
And she stood in the middle.
When you look up, you can see the different layouts and different light and shadows on the corridors on both sides.
It was as if the world suddenly and for no reason spliced together two completely different scenes.
She looked carefully and found that the corridor on the left looked like a hospital corridor.
The sight is pure white, and there are door signs hanging high on the doors in the corridor - Operating Room.
The smell of disinfectant is strong.
The corridor on the right looks like the corridor of a European castle, decorated luxuriously and richly. The floor is covered with thick carpets, and priceless oil paintings hang on the walls. Every inch of it is magnificent.
A rich fragrance floats in the air.
The aroma and the smell of disinfectant mixed in her nostrils.
The hospital is seamlessly connected to the mansion corridor.
It was as if by crossing the corner in front of her, she had stepped into another world.
She looked back and forth.
There was no one in the corridors on either side.
Where to go?
She didn't know where she was for a moment, and felt that there was something weird on both sides.
This is not reality.
It was as if she had stepped into another new spiritual picture.
Moreover, this place seems to be much more chaotic than the previous mental picture.
Just as she took the first step hesitantly, the moment her toes touched the ground, an invisible wave of air spread out from her toes like water ripples.
It seemed as if the time and space before her were awakened by the step she took.
Invisible ripples spread out, and the transparent barrier was broken.
The voice finally came the next second.
A baby's cry was heard in the hospital corridor on the left.
It was crisp and loud, echoing throughout the corridor.
Then came the whispers of doctors and nurses:
"It's born! It's finally born!"
"Tell Mr. Dreiser!"
"Oh no! The woman is bleeding profusely—"
After a chaotic noise, Xia Meng looked to the right as if she had realized something.
I saw the door at the end of the corridor on the right side of the mansion was pushed open, and two middle-aged men with exquisite appearance walked quickly along the corridor.
Xia Meng recognized that the blond man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walking in front was the previous head of the Dreiser family, Lorenzo Dreiser.
The man following closely behind him looked like his secretary or assistant.
The man was holding the phone and talking to someone in a low voice, then hung up with a look of surprise on his face.
He raised his head and leaned over to Lorenzo's side and whispered, "Sir, the child has been born."
The assistant said with a serious expression, "However, the lady is bleeding heavily and is being treated. Would you like to go see her? And the child as well?"
Lorenzo was completely unmoved, not even pausing for half a second.
He did not respond to the assistant's words at all, his face showing indifference, as if the birth of the child and the bleeding woman had nothing to do with him.
Before pushing open the study door, he asked, "Is the genetic report for that child out yet?"
"…Not yet. Maybe two or three days."
"Then we'll talk about it in two days."
With that, the two of them entered the room.
Xia Meng's gaze followed the closed door, only to find that the corridors between the hospital and the mansion were beginning to fall apart.
The two scenes without a beginning or an end turned into broken and flying pieces of glass.
Quickly disperse, then quickly regroup.
A figure walked quickly past her.
Walk to the luxurious desk in front of you.
This time the scene changes to the interior of the Dreiser family's study.
The secretary walked up to Lorenzo, who was reading a newspaper, lowered his head and said, "Sir, the report is out."
The hand holding the newspaper finally moved down a little, revealing Lorenzo's emotionless eyes.
"What is it?"
The secretary lowered his head and said, "The probability of detecting an awakened Sentinel is 95%, and the probability of an A-level is 30%."
Lorenzo snorted contemptuously. "Only 30%? What a waste of my time."
The secretary lowered her head even more. "Also, the report shows that he still has a 5% chance of...awakening to S-rank."
Hearing this, the man sitting behind the desk finally put down his newspaper and frowned in surprise: "S-rank? Really?"
The secretary nodded quickly, then seized the opportunity to ask, "Tomorrow is your wife's funeral. Are you planning to attend? Also, when are you planning to bring the child back?"
Lorenzo pondered for a moment after hearing this and said, "As for the child, let's wait until he wakes up before we discuss it."
The secretary subconsciously looked up, thinking that Lorenzo didn't hear about the funeral clearly. He was about to speak, but then he realized the next second that Mr. Lorenzo didn't care about the woman's life or death at all. He only cared about whether the child could awaken and become an excellent Sentinel.
He lowered his head: "Yes."
As the light and shadow changed, Xia Meng saw a simple funeral on the other side.
There were only a dozen or so relatives and friends present, all dressed in black, standing silently in front of the tombstone.
An elderly couple standing at the front silently lowered their heads and shed tears.
His wife was holding a newborn baby in her arms.
Without any further guessing, Xia Meng knew that the child must be Hermann.
The people holding him were probably his grandparents.
Xia Meng was a little dazed.
here……
Could it be...
Hermann's mental picture, right?
Is this true or false?
Does his mental picture look like this?
So miserable?
However, Xia Meng did not take it lightly.
She continued to read.
The light and shadows continue to change.
Little Hermann grew up little by little.
Until I was eleven years old.
The scene of the study flashed back again to Xia Meng's right.
The secretary lowered his head and said, "Sir, Master Herman has awakened."
Lorenzo looked up nonchalantly: "Oh? What is it?"
The secretary looked up excitedly, "It's an S!"
Lorenzo raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The secretary asked, "Are we going to take him back to the mansion?"
Lorenzo did not answer immediately, and the excitement in his eyes gradually faded with each passing second.
Until the end, there was only the calmness in his eyes like a pool of stagnant water.
"Send him to that orphanage."
As soon as these words were spoken, the secretary looked up in surprise.
Xia Meng also blinked, took a step forward involuntarily, and pricked up her ears to listen.
She couldn't help but feel a little strange.
She clearly remembered Li Zhou saying that Lorenzo was extremely dedicated to cultivating his successor, especially to an S-rank, to the point of madness. To produce an S-rank successor, he even took on several A-rank guides as mistresses.
Why does he have such a rejecting attitude towards Hermann now?
Is Hermann really his biological son?!
What went wrong?
The secretary also asked her doubts:
"That's where young soldiers are trained... Isn't it inappropriate for Master Herman to go there?"
Lorenzo's face was indifferent, with a hint of disgust in his eyes: "There is no place more suitable for him than there."
The secretary bravely asked again, "So...are you planning to go see him?"
Lorenzo glanced at him with a warning look.
The secretary quickly lowered his head.
After a while, Lorenzo slowly spoke: "When he can prove that he is good enough, I will go to see him."
Xia Meng raised her eyebrows.
Put your son in that kind of place and then ask him to prove that he is good enough?
What is this dad thinking?
Do you want to use the survival of the fittest method, throw him into a place full of young soldiers, and then raise a Gu King from them?
Why are things developing so strangely?
Xia Meng still held the dagger that had stabbed her before.
She glanced down hesitantly.
Do you want to stab me again?
This is still a spiritual picture, and this is the only way she can leave here.
But the scene before her...she always felt that it hid some truth that she had overlooked.
So she held back and continued reading.
The next scene is the day when Hermann was sent to the orphanage.
The same mottled hollow iron door, and the same Rebecca standing at the door.
In the picture, Rebecca gently raised her hand and pulled little Hermann into the door.
Just like she did that day.
Calculating the time, Hermann was eleven years old at that time.
And when she met him in her last mental vision, he was already sixteen years old.
By this calculation, he will have to stay here for at least five years.
Xia Meng hesitated for a moment, then followed in.
The moment I stepped through the door, the scene in front of me shattered and reassembled again.
Xia Meng is somewhat used to it now.
She took a deep breath as usual and hurried to catch up.
There are many children in the welfare home.
Xia Meng followed Herman from a distance, and from time to time, children would run past her while playing.
At first, Xia Meng was cautious and wanted to avoid people, until she found a child jogging towards her from behind, but instead of hitting her, he passed directly through her.
It seems that no one in this world can see her.
The other half of her heart was relieved.
She followed Hermann and Rebecca.
First I went to his dormitory, then I went to collect clothes and books, and then I was taken to visit the entire welfare home.
The process was the same as Xia Meng's before. The only difference was that this time Rebecca did it herself and was very attentive.
Yes, after all, he is the future heir of the Dreiser family.
But you have to be more attentive.
But soon, Rebecca was called away.
Hermann was the only one left.
Xia Meng looked up and saw him standing there quietly, his calm eyes scanning everything around him calmly.
At first, there was ignorance and helplessness in those eyes, timid and wet, like an innocent little deer.
He probably had no idea why he was sent here.
Xia Meng stared into his eyes and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.
His eyes are so clean and pure.
It was so clean, completely different from when he was sixteen.
It's even more different from when he was in his thirties.
It was as if he really was just an innocent and weak ten-year-old child.
Just like...little Li Zhou in that small town.
Thinking of this, Xia Meng's heart couldn't help but soften.
If you think about it carefully, isn't Hermann now the same as that little Li Zhou?
After their sudden awakening, what greeted them was not a bright future, but being forcibly sent to this strange place.
Become one of the captive poisonous insects.
…
Time keeps moving forward.
Sometimes it flows slowly, sometimes it advances quickly.
Xia Meng followed Herman.
Watching him walking in the corridor of the welfare home in the middle of the night.
It was the middle of the night and the corridor was pitch black, with only a ray of light coming through the door of a room at the end.
Xia Meng remembered this place; it was where she had received her uniforms before.
Grandma Lola, who is responsible for making uniforms, is here.
Xia Meng followed Hermann.
I could faintly hear the sound of conversation.
Judging from the voices, it seemed to be Rebecca and Grandma Lola.
"It's actually an S-rank?"
"Yes, the Dresser family actually found an S-rank one. And it just awakened yesterday."
"He just woke up yesterday, and he was sent here today? Where are his family members? Didn't they try to stop him?"
"I'm telling you this in secret. It's said his grandparents were killed on the spot yesterday. Who can do anything about it? Who dares to do anything about it?"
"Kill him!? You mean—"
"Shh! Keep your voice down!"
Xia Meng opened her eyes wide.
really!
It turns out that the same approach has been implemented many years ago.
The Dreiser family killed Hermann's grandparents, and then he was sent here as an orphan.
The biological father killed his own grandparents.
No matter who it is, it would probably be difficult to accept.
Xia Meng subconsciously glanced at little Hermann.
He stood there stiffly.
It wasn't until Rebecca leaned out cautiously to see if there was anyone around that he quickly hid in the darkness.
She moved closer to him.
I want to use the moonlight to explore what kind of mood this young man is in at this moment.
But before I got closer, the scene in front of me changed again.
Time flies.
What followed was his daily life in the welfare home.
The eleven-year-old child was first sent to the third grade, then the fourth grade, and the fifth grade - until he was promoted to that class, a year later in the blink of an eye.
During this period, Lorenzo did not come once.
Until he officially started his mission.
On the day of successful completion, Hermann was finally taken to an office at the highest point of the welfare home.
As the honorary director of this welfare home, Lorenzo's office has been vacant for many years.
Xia Meng followed him to the door of the office.
Lorenzo's secretary was standing outside the door.
The secretary nodded at him and said, "Master Hermann, please come in."
Xia Meng looked into Herman's eyes, which were filled with complex emotions.
The twelve-year-old boy had a hint of hope and desire for family affection in his eyes, as well as a slight fear and hesitation, and even a little bit of painful struggle.
Xia Meng understood his thoughts.
From a kinship perspective, Lorenzo is his biological father; but emotionally, this father who never raised him for a single day actually sent someone to kill his grandparents who had raised him.
This person was his only relative in this world, and he was also the executioner who killed all his other relatives.
Xia Meng knew that he didn't know what expression to use to face Lorenzo.
But after hesitating for a long time outside the door, he still tried hard to force a smile after pushing it open.
He gently called out to the middle-aged man in the office, "Father."
The boss chair in the office turned around.
The man sitting in the leather chair was dressed in a suit and had a cold expression, looking very distant.
Lorenzo looked at him coldly and laughed mockingly.
"Father? I'm not your father."
Hermann slowly opened his eyes in astonishment.
Xia Meng was also stunned.
ha? ? ?
What kind of ethical gossip is this!
Isn’t Hermann Lorenzo’s biological son?!
The next second, Lorenzo answered her and Herman's questions.
Lorenzo said contemptuously, "You are nothing more than the child of your mother's affair with my guard. If it weren't for your S-rank, I would have killed you the day you were born."
Little Hermann stood there stiffly, as if seized by great fear.
Lorenzo stood up slowly and walked in front of Hermann.
His tall figure blocked the light from the window behind him.
He lowered his head, raised his hand to pinch Herman's chin, and said slowly, "But I can also be your father. As long as you are obedient and outstanding enough, you can become the heir of the Dreiser family and the king of the world."
Lorenzo is worthy of being a nobleman who has held a high position for a long time. His aura is so intimidating that people dare not move or refute him.
Lorenzo's blue eyes flashed with an icy light as he said, "You're a smart kid. You should know how to choose."
Xia Meng looked at the two of them.
She finally understood.
No wonder Lorenzo showed no joy when Hermann was born.
Didn't even look at him.
After he woke up, he sent people to kill his relatives without mercy.
In his eyes, Herman is a son?
No, it's just a sharp knife.
Just like little Li Zhou.
At this time, Xia Meng looked at Herman.
He slowly lowered his head, his eyes showing obedience and submission.
Lorenzo looked down at him as if he were looking at a dirty stray dog.
He: "Kneel down."
After a few seconds, Herman knelt down gently.
Xia Meng frowned.
Somehow, she suddenly remembered what happened before.
When the last mental picture.
At that time, in the hunting lodge, before leaving for the town, little Li Zhou suddenly asked her who was the person who killed his parents?
Xia Meng intuitively felt that he was seeking revenge on them.
She was used to being frank in front of Li Zhou, and she subconsciously maintained this habit when facing the smaller Li Zhou.
She blurted out: "You don't want to seek revenge on them, do you?"
As she spoke, she shook her head: "Don't even think about it. You can't deal with them at the moment."
Little Li Zhou said he knew, "But not now. I will be able to do it sooner or later."
Xia Meng hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "What if... their power is so great that you can't even imagine it, the kind that can cover the sky with one hand?"
The Black Tower governs and manages the entire Sentinel society, and is equivalent to the supreme leader of Sentinel humans, with absolute power and status.
Xiao Li Zhou thought quietly for a moment, then said seriously, "If the strongest person in the world is a bad guy, then I will defeat him."
Little Li Zhou at that time and Hermann at this moment appeared in front of her and intertwined.
Xia Meng sighed softly.
Sure enough, they are completely different.
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