Chapter 311 Stars

"Your name is Lu Mingfei, and you are a child who is about to embrace a hungry child."

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Lu Mingfei couldn't sleep very well. The whispers in his head were as disturbing as the quiet tinnitus, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He always felt that his past was illusory, as if he had jumped from a baby to the present at once, without knowing anything about what happened before.

This may be the dual impact of intermittent amnesia and memory confabulation disorder, so he dug up his own information. His father, Lu Lincheng, was a researcher and paid great attention to the classification and management of information. It didn't take him too much time to dig it out from the small bookcase. Various certificates and consolation prizes of his own.

He grew up locally, stayed with his uncle and aunt in junior high and high school, and went to Shilan Middle School, which locals said was an aristocratic middle school. However, his grades could not improve, and he ended up being unemployed after graduating from a third-rate university.

An ordinary life with no bright spots, maybe it should be like this... or maybe it shouldn't be like this.

"You're still up so late?" Someone opened the study door and walked in, "Does your head hurt again?"

"Dad."

Lu Mingfei looked at his father's handsome face that had a few wrinkles but was still gentle. He thought that in addition to his interesting soul, his good-looking skin must have contributed to the success of his heartthrob mother.

"Let's go, let's go for a walk while the night gets cooler and get some fresh air."

The father and son walked along the outer wall of the research institute's compound. Lu Lincheng lit a cigarette and looked at the dozens of pile drivers standing in the darkness in the distance. He sighed leisurely, "Wait until the commercial housing is built over there." Okay, we have to demolish this place, and everyone in the office said there will be demolition money, and it’s quite a lot of money.”

"Yeah." Lu Mingfei was a little lost, subconsciously thinking that he had no interest in these things. He seemed to have a more magnificent, epic journey to embark on that seemed to be written with blood.

"It's okay. Your illness is not serious and it won't affect your life too much. Take a rest for a while and then find a job to give yourself something to do. Don't be idle all day long. Doing nothing and thinking about things will be troublesome." Lu Lincheng spat out. He took a puff of smoke, patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder and comforted him, "If it weren't for that girl, you wouldn't be like this."

"Girl?" Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and a beautiful figure with dark red hair immediately appeared in his mind.

But he couldn't remember her name.

Maybe this is not important at all, and is insignificant compared to the journey that I am about to embark on subconsciously.

"Hmm..." Lu Mingfei thought for a while, "Chen Wenwen?"

"Chen Wenwen, her name is Chen Motong, your deskmate at Shilan Middle School," Lu Lincheng said angrily when he mentioned the name. With money, I feel like I can do whatever I want!”

Chen Motong... the figure and face in his mind gradually became clear, and more and more different memories emerged. These are the contents that should have been erased by the subconscious, but Lu Mingfei subconsciously held them firmly in his hands and did not want to give up.

"It's still my fault that I left you here and ran to America for so long without coming back to see you. My brother's strict control over his wife is really useless!" Lu Lincheng became more and more angry as he spoke, and took another deep puff of his cigarette. Otherwise, you wouldn’t look so timid, and someone would have deceived you with just a few smiles!”

"She's actually quite nice. It's just me who is too sentimental." Lu Mingfei said softly.

"You're still talking to me!" Lu Lincheng was a little angry, "You just fell into someone else's trap and thought they were interested in you, so they hooked you up with just a few smiles. In fact, they were just playing tricks on you. I haven’t even looked at you. But even if she wants to enter our old house, I can’t let her in! You’re such a bitch!”

"The girl named Eriyi before was quite good. She is pretty, quiet, well-behaved, and I like you. So what if she is Japanese? If you enter my old house and register, you will be Chinese! But you are such a brainless person. I have been thinking about that Chen Motong all day long, so much so that he ran back to Japan and now there is no trace of him!"

The man became angrier as he talked. He threw away the cigarette he had not finished smoking and rubbed the soles of his feet vigorously back and forth a few times before stomping away, leaving Lu Mingfei standing alone and silent in front of the huge and quiet construction site.

I don’t know why, but when my father mentioned the name that he didn’t remember, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He wanted to trace back the memory about her, but he didn’t know why he couldn’t muster the courage...

These are not important... Yes, these are not important compared to the journey he is embarking on.

Lu Mingfei thought so in his heart.

"Of course it doesn't matter, child. What you need is the love from the Lord of Joy." Someone said to him with a chuckle.

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In the dark corridor that was as cold as ever and never ended, Katos walked, killing everything he saw.

The corrosive blood formed a thick layer of frozen blood scab on his body, and the serrations on the giant metal blade in his hand became a bit blunt, and the killing efficiency slowed down.

How long has it been? one day? Ten days? Or maybe a year.

He didn't know that black rage occupied his mind. Even if there were endless "traitors", the fallen body of Horus the Deceiver and the Father of Genes "not far away" seemed to never be reached.

But he still kept moving, killing "traitors" one after another.

"Who are you?" a bewitching voice in the darkness asked him.

"I am Katos Huggins! One of the countless loyal descendants of the great Saint Les! I will cut you into pieces, Horus!!!"

He growled and roared in response, his eyes turning crimson and sharp fangs sprouting from his mouth.

The voice in the darkness let out a strange laugh, seemed quite satisfied with Lu Mingfei's answer, and disappeared without a trace.

Katos rushed forward with his sword drawn frantically. Several tall and ferocious aliens with membrane wings jumped out from the darkness to block his steps. The bloody battle was about to break out, but it was fleeting. Nothing could stop him. The angry descendant of the angel, either kill him or be killed by him.

Hot new blood was added to the armor-like blood scab on the surface of the body. Katos's slowing steps stepped on the body and head of the "traitor".

"I am Katos..."

He suddenly froze and stopped.

He saw the small window with iron bars on the wall. Extremely cold air and cold wind poured in continuously from the outside, causing the black blood under his feet to freeze quickly.

There were windows like this every fifty meters on the right-hand wall. He had never discovered its existence during this bloody attack, until now.

What caught his attention was a star, the only star, shining brightly in the dark sky outside the window. Its light seemed insignificant like a firefly, but it dyed the cold and boundless snowfield outside. A layer of plain white silver makeup.

Katos looked up and stared at the star, the scarlet in his eyes was fading, and the black anger that was gushing out and swallowing his soul was slightly extinguished.

He was much more awake at this moment, but the anger of the death of the father of genes was still filling his heart. A creature lurking in the shadows attempted to launch a sneak attack while he was careless, and was immediately chopped open by a saw blade, and its ferocious head was smashed. The hands were twisted arbitrarily at 180 degrees and broke immediately.

"I am Katos, the descendant of the angel..." He whispered softly and pulled out the saw blade stuck in the alien's waist. "The black anger cannot swallow me."

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"You are taking chestnuts from the fire, His Majesty the Great Emperor." Lu Mingze sighed softly, his figure was a bit illusory.

The boy withdrew his gaze from the bronze dome engraved with a star map, and replied calmly without any emotion: "This is a trial that he must overcome."

He looked at the girl under the bronze platform whose eyes were full of vigilance, fear, and unwillingness, and said calmly in the same tone: "Hello, Jormungandr."