This time, Witt quickly found a clue to the breakthrough, which was the fragrance of flowers coming from night. The fragrance of flowers comes from a fixed direction. When you look for traces, you will become stronger and stronger. The gunman's vision, hearing and smell are very sensitive, which makes him easily judge the source of the fragrance, and concentrates his mind and traces away.

While smelling the fragrance in the forest, he found a way, while fighting with the opponent he was chasing for several rounds. Witt killed five more black shadows through the obstruction of the woods and his flexible movement.

After fighting and fleeing for about an hour, he suddenly heard a sound of water coming from the front. He felt happy and his steps accelerated. He rushed out of the blocked bushes in one go. A shimmering oasis lake appeared in sight. And, just by the lake, a boy about six or seven years old was wearing a white onesie that was popular in the original world, with his back to him, and his red hair was particularly eye-catching.

Seeing this back, Witt had a premonition. He walked forward a few steps and the little boy turned around on his own - he saw that he was exactly what he looked like when he was six years old.

Witt breathed lightly, thinking that this must be some clue, so he asked, "What are you doing here?"

The little boy replied: "I'm waiting for you here."

"Speak quickly if you have anything to say, there are many people chasing me behind me." Witt responded. This series of exhausting escapes had made him quite numb and had no energy to make any emotional fluctuations. When he said this, there was no expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, the little boy hugged him as soon as he stepped forward: "I'm scared." He said, "I stand here alone, no one really understands me or cares about me. Even if I'm in the desert, no one comes to find me and save me... I know that only you are mine when you come back, so I have been waiting... and wait, and after waiting for so long, you... finally come."

"Waiting for me?" Witt's heart tightened a little, but was quickly wiped away by fatigue and numbness. "I shouldn't be able to help you, we can only rely on ourselves." He lowered his head and said what he was thinking.

"No, if you can't save me, I will have to die here alone..." The little boy hugged him tighter and murmured, "Since I was born, I have not been valued by anyone. My parents are not eye-catching in the family system. IQ tests show me average mediocrity every time, but parents' achievements and personal IQ are the elements that the family values. Soon, I was put on the unattractive list by the family. Every family gathering was tiny like a piece of dust. No one was really talking to me, and no one was really serious.

I want to understand my thoughts because they all think I am mediocre and incompetent. How could those snobbish relatives waste a little time on me? But the people outside the family can only see the glamour and wealth of the Lei family, and they all use it without sincerity. Do you still remember the kidnapping when you were six years old? Didn’t the kidnapper clearly say that your Lei family’s children are the symbol of money in the eyes of outsiders, and no one will resist... I’m so scared, Witt, I’m so lonely... I’m so lonely."

These words hit Witt's heart, but he forced the little boy's hands away from him and said coldly: "Who is not lonely? Just get used to it."

"But, but you can be with me, we can depend on each other..." The little boy begged him, "Only you can understand me, can you stay with me, okay? I know you will definitely not be willing to leave mine."

Witt frowned and hesitated for a second, asking, "Stay here? There are pursuers everywhere here, and they may be chased at any time, killing us."

"No, I won't be there." The little boy promised confidently, "As long as I am by my side, those things will not hurt you. Listen, are there no footsteps? There are only birds singing and flowers, and the colors of the five lakes. It's really beautiful and comfortable. And... we will not be lonely anymore, at least, we still have each other, aren't we?"

Witt looked at the boy expressionlessly. Before he could speak out the answer, a circle of men in black suddenly came out everywhere... Each of them was wearing a black robe like Witt, wearing the same thunder mask, and holding the evolved gun "Thunder and Lightning" in their hands, making a whole clone legion.

Witt's heart tightened and he immediately entered a state of preparation for war, although he knew that if the war really started at this moment, there would be only a dead end.

At this time, the little boy spoke again: "Don't worry, I said that as long as they are by my side, they will not attack you."

Witt looked around nervously, and as the child said, although these countless men in black surrounded him, they seemed to be fixed in place, all of them in the same position and remained motionless.

He asked again in a confirmation, "So, as long as you are by your side, I am safe, whether it is in this oasis or outside this oasis?"
Chapter completed!