Rubbing his hands, he walked towards the east of the city in the heavy snow.

The branch base of the Hupo Research Institute was not established in a deserted suburb. After walking for an hour, a passerby appeared in his sight.

Looking at the passers-by with smiles on their faces and immersed in the New Year atmosphere, he felt a little lonely deep in his heart.

After waiting for a long time at the bus stop, the maglev driverless bus slowly stopped in front of me.

When you get in the car, the sensor door automatically closes.

I came to sit by the window and the vehicle started to drive forward.

Looking at the vast red festive decorations outside the window, I don’t know why, but I feel a surge of loneliness.

But the firmness in my heart also becomes firmer with the surge of emotions.

The maglev car traveled very fast and stopped at the East District platform of Star City after an hour.

After getting off the bus, the platform was empty.

Following the route in his memory, he walked step by step towards the home he had not returned to for many years.

After walking along the street for a while, when he entered the community where his hometown is located, the scene in front of him felt very strange.

He remembered that there used to be an old locust tree planted in front of it, but now it has been turned into a green garden, and even the stairs in the community have been renovated.

As I walked up the stairs, I could hear the laughter and childish cheers of the neighbors.

Everything here felt strange yet familiar to him.

Finally, he stood in front of the door that had not been opened for a long time.

According to his memory, he reached for the gap next to the door and took out a key.

After opening the door, the smell of rotten wood hit my face.

After walking into the house, closing the door, he reached out and pressed the light switch on the wall next to him.

The lights flickered, illuminating the scene inside the house.

It had not been taken care of for many years, and now the house was covered with dust and cobwebs.

But the scene before him still reminded him of his childhood.

The scratches carved on the wall on the left record his growth. The doll placed in the right corner of the room is his favorite childhood toy. The cartoon drawings posted on the wall mark his pronunciation chart when he first learned to speak.

It's just that the drawings are now yellowed and the writing is blurred.

Turning to look to the left, there was a pile of children's story books.

He still remembers many of the stories in it, and he was most excited when the monthly journal was delivered.

This means that he has new stories to listen to.

At this time, his eyes glanced at the photo frame placed on the cabinet.

When he came to the cabinet, he reached out and picked up the photo frame and wiped off the dust on it.

The photo is a group photo of a family.

This was left behind by his parents before they set foot on the front line, and he was only six years old at that time.

In the photo, he is holding the hands of his parents and looking at the camera with a smile. The faces of his parents standing on both sides are full of doting.

Looking at the photos, memories flooded through my mind.

The blurry figures of the parents became clear at this time.

He once didn't understand why his parents had to abandon him and go to the front line.

But as he grew older, he gradually understood the deeper meaning.

His father once rubbed his head and said before leaving.

"If we don't work hard, a heavier burden will fall on your generation. Don't think your parents are cruel..."

Giving up my family to take care of everyone is not just for the sake of my own righteousness, but also for the future of my family.

There is no home without a country. This sentence can also be described in this era.

Without human civilization, there would be no individual future.

The sacrifices of the older generation are so that the new generation can grow up better.

If it weren't for their hard work, maybe humanity wouldn't be able to save even the five major cities, and everyone would be scavengers.

At this time, he deeply understood how his parents were feeling at that time.

Not only for the sake of righteousness, but also for the sake of my family in my heart.

After wiping the photo frame clean, he placed it on the cabinet again.

Looking around, he decided to clean up the place.

An hour later, looking at the completely tidy room, a smile appeared on Feng Qi's face.

He has not returned to this home for many years.

Seeing things and thinking about emotions, everything here made him feel nostalgic and heartbroken.

But by this time he was completely relieved.

He understood his parents' choice and did not disappoint his parents or himself.

He moved a chair to the balcony and sat down. He looked up at the fireworks that were blooming outside.

Listening to the childish laughter of the children next door, a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

…

Hupo Research Institute.

The fierce fighting continues.

Members of the three factions of the Night Shadow Clan are already furious.

Such a tragic scene made the older members of the Yeying clan feel terrified.

They felt that if the fighting continued like this, the Yeying Clan would suffer a heavy setback, and the situation had completely exceeded expectations.

In the original plan, they just wanted to defeat the members of the patriarchal faction, overthrow the old system and create a new system of fair distribution.

As for the current members of the patriarchal faction, they do not want to kill them all.

In the end, it will give the members of the current clan leader's faction a chance to survive, and then they can manage the future of the Night Shadow clan together.

After all, they are all members of the Night Shadow Clan.

In a domain world with thousands of races, the Night Shadow Clan, like other racial forces, regards the race as a country.

And they are all part of the Night Shadow Kingdom.

Even if the current conflict must be resolved by force, there will eventually be a chance for maneuver.

They are different from members of the new generation.

Having experienced a period of resource scarcity, they know clearly that if they want to hold on to what they have, they must ensure that the overall strength of the entire group increases.

But the ideas of the new generation members are obviously different from them.

Their radical behavior turned the planned resistance into a brutal fight.

The situation is now irreversible.

Members of the three factions all had relatives killed in this battle, and it was impossible to stop at this time.

Hatred aggravates conflicts.

The older generation of Yeying tribe was completely helpless at this time.

The only choice they can make at this time is to continue to make mistakes.

The situation has reached this point, and only by completely exterminating the clan leader's lineage will the future development of the Yeying Clan not be affected.

Looking at the falling figures around him, the Lord of Mist felt no fluctuation in his heart.

He transformed into the god of death and wandered around the battlefield.

There were more and more scars on his body, but he didn't care.

This new body was originally a tool he used to destroy the Night Shadow Clan, and its mission was almost over.

After this battle is over, it doesn't matter if it's destroyed.

In the future he will have a brand new body.

That body is the most important cornerstone on his way to the top.

Relying on the influence of that body, the plan that had been buried in his heart for a long time could be launched.

Finally, three hours later, looking at the messy core area of ​​the Tiger Soul, he couldn't help laughing.

Under the horrified gazes of the surrounding people, gray mist spewed out of his body, forming a sea of ​​gray mist in the blink of an eye.

The misty face appeared at this moment, looking at the exhausted Yeying tribe members like ants.
To be continued...