He hung his head, and his dark brown short hair fell from his ears, and the shadow covered half of his face.

It was quiet and docile again, sitting by the road without saying a word; Except that it is not working, it seems to be just the most common degenerate species in the declining spring.

"... at that time, our two families lived next to each other,"

After Lin Sanjiu handed over a lighter, di Mo finally lit the crude cigarette that would be produced in the future. He took a long puff of white smoke. The smell of inferior tobacco was so strong that it seemed to be mixed with shredded pepper, which made people's nose and eyes ache, and even the faint odor on the garbage truck was covered.

"A tin shed built by hand can be folded and taken away after removing the nails." He pointed to the parking lot in the distance, "it is separated by fabric curtains, and there are threeorfour families living there. There are also very few people who can buy more than 300 acres of houses at one go with such a large amount of money as you... Not to mention us. The shed area we lived in at that time was a wasteland, but it was always crowded with at least hundreds of families. My family and his family lived in the same iron shed, only separated by two fabric curtains."

Lin Sanjiu looked at the parking lot. After a while, he asked, "are you an evolutionist or an ordinary person with his... Parents?"

"Farewell to your parents," Di Mo narrowed his eyes and waved his hand for a while, "there is no father, we only have mother." He shook off a little ash and added, "not only us, many people born in the 12th world have no fathers."

"Why?"

"Why? When did you leave human society?" Di Mo looked at her in the smoke with some surprise, "I mean... Human society that has never encountered the end of the world."

Lin Sanjiu thought about it for a while, frowned and said, "I think it should be at least seven or eight years."

"Oh, for evolutionary humans, your days are just beginning." He pinched a short cigarette head and couldn't wait to suck it up. "I didn't understand it until I was an adult. No matter what the twelve realms were like, they weren't a normal human society... Family, you say, is the most basic unit of society? It's already destroyed."

"You send it every 14 months, and here his mother is slowly turned into a prairie by this law." Di Mo puffed a cigarette, "male evolutionists come and go... It's like wild animals. Although the two sides do the same thing, the child is only grown in a woman's stomach; when the child is born nine months later, the father has long been like a male tiger on the grassland, leaving no shadow. My mother is an ordinary person, and her mother is an evolutionist, so when Mei He teleports away, she will be fostered in my home."

He unconsciously replaced "it" with "she".

"And then?"

The wind blew from the end of the alley, making the plastic bags rustle on the road. For a time, there was only silence to answer her. Lin Sanjiu glanced at the ground and found that he was staring at the long distance across the road, I don't know what memories he fell into; She had to call him again, and di Mo suddenly recovered.

"What? Oh, that... My father is an evolutionary man, and he has raised us for a while. But he hasn't come back since a few years. He doesn't know whether he's dead or lazy to care about us anymore. Compared with Mei and that one, it's pretty good... She had to struggle to survive in the doomsday world outside at that time, and she had to come back to raise children, which was really very bitter."

Speaking of this, di Mo took a vigilant look, as if afraid that this sentence would stimulate it; Seeing that the divorcee didn't respond, he immediately vaguely took the words over, and seemed unwilling to go further: "then, there's nothing. Then, just make do with it and live. Later, we're all older."

He still looked at the ground of the road motionless, as if the person being discussed was not it. The cropped brown short hair spread out and was gently beaten on her face by the wind. Suddenly, at a glance, she was just a quiet young girl.

The two grew up together, but eventually one became a degenerate species.

Lin Sanjiu nodded and was thinking about what to do next, but he only heard a sharp and painful scream at the end of the alley - Zhuo seemed to be hit by electricity, and his face exposed outside the mask turned white.

"What sound?" Lin Sanjiu jumped up quickly.

Di Mo secretly scolded, threw away his cigarette butts, and whispered to the cracked woman, "did you say you wanted to clean the street for others before you got this garbage truck to attack me?"

A cold sweat sprang up on his forehead, and even Li ignored him, shivering like a conditioned reflex all over his body; The shrieking, which became higher and higher and more painful, never stopped. It was like an electric drill drilling into the bone marrow. It was hard to imagine what kind of torture the vocal creature was going through. Lin Sanjiu hurried a few steps in the direction of the voice, just in time to meet a man who was striding forward.

At first glance, he was an evolutionist - this man was lean and muscular, and his eyes were as deep as holes in the skull. He wore a tilted jacket with one arm exposed and covered with a strangely shaped tattoo pattern.

Not far behind him, a dark thing as big as a dog was fluttering and tumbling; Although the almost terrifying howls came from it, Lin Sanjiu couldn't recognize what it was, because she didn't know what creatures could twist and bend their bodies back and forth in this way.

"What's going on?" The male evolutionist shouted at her, and with a very impolite attitude, pointed to the great distance not far away: "is that your degenerate?"

Lin San's face sank involuntarily. Before she could speak, the man raised his voice again: "what does it do with the garbage truck? The guy who used to sweep the street hid aside and slept. Do you know? You can't even care. Learn what kind of degenerate people buy!"

"I'm sorry!"

Perhaps she sensed Lin Sanjiu's anger rising in an instant, and di Mo stepped in front of her to stop her from trying to approach the man. "That, that... She's new here, and she was careless for a while. Sorry for causing you trouble. Then, let the street sweeper continue to work, and we'll leave now."

Until this time, Lin Sanjiu realized that the original thing curled up like a dog was a degenerate species - it seemed that it was from it that he borrowed a garbage truck.

The man raised his chin slightly and glanced at him. "Ordinary people?" He licked his lips, as if to talk to ordinary people, he had to do psychological construction first. "Why did it take the garbage truck? How could its sleeve be broken?"

Don't hesitate a few words. Although you tried very hard to squeeze out a reason, it was not successful; The man stared at him, frowned and asked, "did it run out without permission? There is blood on your neck."

"This is really not, the injury is - it's her." Di Mo cast a quick glance at Lin San Jiu and hurriedly explained to him, "well, because the degenerate species are not obedient enough, I suggest my friend to increase its workload... As a lesson, a lesson."

The man's face finally eased a little and looked at Lin San Jiu.

At this time, her eyes just left each other's complex and strange Tattoos - although there was not even a word in the tattoo pattern, like the advertisement on the balloon ship, a clear sentence left in her mind: "we operate these twelve worlds."

At the bottom of this sentence are the names of more than ten organizations in a row; She doesn't know most of them. Only "arsenal" and "Biluo College" have heard of them.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu really hoped that he was not in the past.

If it was just an ordinary doomsday, she asked herself that there were 100 ways to teach the man in front of her a lesson; However, di Mo's fingers still held her arm tightly, and she could only nod reluctantly.

"She's new. Are you new, too?"

The man didn't drink at all. "Don't know to explain the rules first? If you let every degenerate species rest and eat, then the first one to die is you who haven't evolved!"

Di Mo's apology attitude was really speechless - the man probably didn't embarrass Lin Sanjiu for the sake of being an evolutionist, so he finally turned around and walked back, kicking the degenerate species, which was not much different from the garbage bag.

The degenerate kind is thin and does not belong to the type of split woman; After it stopped howling, it hurried over without looking at others, climbed into the roaring green car and walked quickly.

"Damn it, I really think I'm a character, regardless of some degenerate species." When the episode was over, di Mo's good attitude just now was swept away: "if he degenerated and gained power, he must die first."

He paused, but sighed again, "but then again, on that day, I'm afraid the fate of all human beings will be much worse than that of the fallen species now."

Lin Sanjiu stared at him for a moment and asked softly, "what are you going to do with it?"

"Who? Oh," he said, feeling the wound on the back of his head and hissing coldly, "what to do, not how to do."

"Aren't you afraid it will kill you again?" Lin Sanjiu thought, "if I force it to agree..."

"It doesn't matter," Di Mo waved his hand and turned around. "The degenerate is very persistent. It will continue to try to kill me - eh? Where are its people?"

Lin Sanjiu was stunned, and then he found that the road behind him was empty. He didn't know when he quietly ran away while they weren't paying attention.

"I know where it works, and it can't run far." Lin San Jiu hesitated a little. She doesn't know, even if she knows where jujube is.

"Forget it." Di Mo heaved heavily, "this time, if it weren't for a coincidence, it couldn't find me. Let it catch up. I'm in this business, and I won't hide?"

"Then... Let it chase you forever? Will you hide forever?"

Di Mo smiled, which meant a little bitter. He fumbled on his body for a while, and didn't know what he was looking for. Finally, he got nothing, but sighed long.

"You know," he said hoarsely, "in another month, Mei Peipei will be 25 years old. She has become a divorcee since she was 14 years old. Since then, she has been trying to kill me, and I have been running away and avoiding her. It has been more than ten years for me, and even if I continue to live in the future, I have nothing to complain about."

Lin Sanjiu stared at him in a daze, and didn't know what to say for a moment. Finally, the words that came out of her mouth seemed to be a little too indifferent: "how did she... Become a degenerate?"

Dimo waved his hand again. He didn't seem willing to mention this topic, and he blurted it twice: "by the way, you saved my life. I really have nothing to repay you. I'll tell you a message."

"What news?"

"You have just met the owner of the ring." He coughed a little, lowered his voice and said, "it's the waiter in the bar just now."

After a pause, di Mo shook his head, "I don't know why he must meet the buyer."