For half a year, Han Tang has not left the earth at all. He drinks coffee and croissants by the Seine River in the morning, tastes cuttlefish noodles in Venice at noon, and appears in the square outside the Hermitage in the evening, holding a visiting roll in his hand.

"My dream was the same as all the otaku who liked watching science fiction movies. It was the sea of ​​stars. But when I went to many places, I turned around and found that I hadn't even been to many places in my home for a long time."

"The universe is very big and wonderful, but people can never forget their roots. Even if one day they become a hero known to the whole universe, I will still be a person from a small place like Earth." He said to Lorraine, who called him.

Anyway, all the days when the assembly order did not come, Han Tang stayed on earth. He climbed up the pyramid as he wished, carried his bag on the Himalayas and Kilimanjaro, swam in the Mariana Trench, and went to Istanbul to carve a bronze statue of Erha, and then erected a tombstone for the bronze statue.

After receiving another call from Lorraine, Han Tang returned to Shanghai from Qinghai and met his old friend in his luxurious penthouse. At that time, Lorraine was spraying air freshener into the room. The instant noodles on the table had already rotten, the gladiolus in the flower pot wither were withered, full of cigarette butts, just like a pig's nest.

"What life are you living here? Why don't you ask someone to clean it?" Lorraine said, opening all the windows and turning on the air conditioner to the maximum.

"I don't like people touching my stuff."

Han Tang said, stuffing several T-shirts and underwear into a Nike backpack, and tiring it behind her, "What are you still standing there? Let's go."

"Just bring this little thing?" Lorraine frowned, "It may take us a long time to come back this time."

"That's right." Han Tang shrugged and kept his backpack on the sofa. "Then let's just bring nothing. I came and walked away gently, waved my hand, not taking away a cloud."

"Don't envy brother, I'm just a legend."

Han Tang seemed to have had a second-year illness. He spread his arms and said bad words one by one. Lorraine had known Han Tang for a long time. For the first time, he found that he had a good language talent.

When they arrived at the rooftop, a medium-sized frigate driven by Lorraine automatically opened the login compartment.

"Hold it, take a photo for me. The background should be Huangpu River, so that my brother would look condescending, tall and mighty." Han Tang shook his wrist and threw his phone to Lorraine. "Hehe, when I see my classmates, I will definitely be shocked. I didn't expect that my brother had lived in a luxury mansion by the riverside where every inch of land was worth a lot of money, or was it on the top floor."

"I saw that there was no place opposite. In the past, Tangchen Yipin, the most expensive house in China, was hundreds of thousands per square meter. Now, I stand taller than it."

Han Tang muttered, posing in a very stupid position, and compared a victorious v with his fingers.

"Your classmate?" Lorraine frowned and said, "More than a thousand years have passed, and they cannot live forever. They should be dead."

"I'm dead, I've sent them flowers."

"Then you have to show off your photos to them, but they can't see them."

"When I go to find them, I will see them." Han Tang said.

For some reason, Lorraine's heart suddenly hurts very much, and she feels like a needle, piercing deep into her heart.

"Photo taken." Lorraine put down her phone.

"See you one?"

"No."

"Don't be polite, my hometown is very beautiful. Look at the row of old houses on the Bund, which are more than a thousand years old, and they are older than me." Han Tang said, and suddenly slapped his head, "I'm dead for a while. I forgot that you survived from the previous era, and you are much older than me. More than a thousand years is very long for me, and it's just a moment for you. It's just that. In front of an old monster like you, you can't pretend to be a pussy."

Han Tang raised his legs and wanted to leave, but suddenly, his legs became very heavy. After hesitating for a few seconds, he turned around again and faced the very yellow river.

The wind blew Han Tang's hair, and the long hair like a chicken coop drifted with the wind, covering half of his face. It was washed until an anime character was printed on the white T-shirt, holding two swords, rushed towards the giant that seemed to be unable to defeat.

The person on the T-shirt is called Allen, an old anime, the male protagonist in the Attack on Titan. Han Tang likes to talk about Earth anime and recommends Lorraine to watch a lot, so he remembers Allen, this young man destined to be tragic.

Alan was born inside the giant wall and had a strong desire for the world outside the giant wall. His relatives were swallowed by giants one by one, which made him extremely hate him, but he was powerless and could only vent his anger and tears.

In the days that followed, Allen gradually regained his former memories, secrets about his father's identity and why he was a giant. His life was only four years left. For the rest of his life, he had to continue to fight fate until his death.

"It seems"

Lorraine thought to herself, her heart tingled more and more, and an unprecedented sense of powerlessness surged out, occupying all of his thinking.

In fact, Han Tang is just an experimental product.

Ronald Jones created this young man who could wear the Wings of Eternity, hoping that he would wear the world's strongest star armor and complete the challenge temple, a task that was almost impossible to complete.

However, everything comes at a price. In order to wear the wings of eternity, Han Tang must turn himself into a wood without pain. This crazy evolution not only makes Han Tang forget his fear, but also consumes his life.

People who don’t know the pain are destined to not live long.

They will drag their bodies all over their bruised bodies to the dark hell, sprinkle all their blood on every inch of land, and all the enemies who block them, you will slash and I will slash until the blood no longer flows, and only lonely dead bones are left in the desert.

Until that moment, people who don’t know the pain will still have a smile on their faces, because they won’t feel the pain, and they won’t be afraid, and they won’t know that the blood has flowed cleanly without realizing it.

This is probably Han Tang's fate. As the chosen person, the only successful one among the countless test subjects, the tragedy was decided when he woke up from the cold alloy cabin.

What's more, in order to control the world's strongest star armor, Han Tang must complete the fusion of life and star armor, turning himself into a monster composed of flesh and blood and steel. Only in this way can he completely master the power of the Eternal Wings.

This man with a tobacco smell like a broken dog actually understands more than anyone else. Even if the plan is seamless and even if the progress is extremely smooth, even if there is really a miracle in the world, everyone can come out of the temple alive, and he will definitely not be seen in the crowd.

Only by merging with the Eternal Wings can you gain the ultimate power. This is a curse. The reason why there is no pain is to not feel pain when the body merges with the machine.

Otherwise, it would be a painful understanding to break up the muscles and bones, knead them, and pinch them into the cold steel.

Only wood that does not have pain can complete this ultimate evolution that is so cruel that it cannot be further enhanced.

This is the so-called fate of abandoned puppets. A discarded chess piece is sometimes the most important thing. In order to complete a certain task that cannot be completed, some people must be abandoned. This is the eternal truth of the cruel world.

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance, so I'll say goodbye to you, because maybe I won't see you again."

"Tomorrow I will leave, and the familiar places will separate from you, and my tears will fall."

"I will remember your face firmly, I will cherish the thoughts you gave you, those days will never be erased in my heart."

The dusk is approaching and the wind is getting colder. Han Tang hums a song. Lorraine has never heard of it, but he thinks it is very nice. Who should he sing it to? This land did he live in this land, and Han Tang’s classmates and relatives? Maybe they are all in it?

No matter how good the song is, it will end.

The song ends, and the people scatter.

The singing stopped, Han Tang turned around, his temperament suddenly changed, which surprised Lorraine!

This otaku, a guy suffering from a serious second-middle disease, is a decadent dog with disheveled hair and wearing a T-shirt from a thousand years ago. On the T-shirt is a character that no one remembers now. He walked towards Lorraine. Although there was a silent smile of people and animals on his face, his eyes were as hard as a stone!

"Han Tang, this otaku, occasionally goes crazy." What he said to Quan Sansheng sounded in Lorraine's ears.

Lorraine made a way, Han Tang passed by him like the wind, never looking back, he climbed the gangway and pulled off his T-shirt, still in the wind, the broken T-shirt floated to the very yellow river in the distance. Soon, it will sink and disappear in the river, just like the fate of the anime character Allen.

Only at this time can we see countless scars on Han Tang's back, big and small scars, and new scars stacked with old scars, like the outer skin of an old tree, which is not at all consistent with his otaku face without injuries.

"Why are you still standing there? You're leaving." Han Tang said.
Chapter completed!