"I. Actually, it's a failure." Sitting on the ground, his head slowly lowered, just like his whisper before his death.

She looked towards the direction of [Teleporting Wormhole].

Lucifer had left. He didn't even look back at her.

Whether it is a sister or family affection, it is something he can easily abandon.

"Brother is the most perfect." She squeezed a bitter smile on her lips and said, "I'm so envious. You can be a person like my brother."

The most perfect test piece that can even erase a trace of emotion.

"No." Qi Mu squatted down, stretched out his warm hand to her, and stroked her cold shell.

"You are the perfect one," he said.

"Really?" She was a little surprised. "Why?"

"Because, you love your brother. Being able to keep love is the best thing for mankind."

"Is that?" She looked at him with anticipation, "So, does your brother love me?"

Qi Mu was silent. A ray of sadness slowly crossed out from the corner of his eyes.

In the spy training program, he and No. 052 are both failures because they still know how to love and sadness. This useless emotion is regarded as garbage.

At this time, Mikaka and Xia Zaoan came over. The crystal light of water flashed in their eyes.

Mikaka was in tears. He was originally a sentimental boy. He would be moved to tears when watching a bloody drama. "So, what a vicious person has a miserable and pitiful side." He wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and it was wet.

The two small characters Shi Zhenxian and Qin Sijie were even hugging each other and cried loudly.

Xia Zaoyan was already lying on Mikaka's back, crying: "Woooo, meow, your brother must love you too." While rubbing his snot and tears on Mikaka's clothes.

"I think so too. My brother loves me very much." Si smiled, and a warm luster flashed rare in the corner of metal's mouth.

"It's so good. Brother loves me too." She murmured, losing her last strength. She lay on the ground and looked up at the distant starry sky.

The moonlight hides into the clouds. The distant signs outline the vastness of the universe.

"What a pity, I don't know my real name yet, what is it."

Qi Mu squatted down and gently held her hand. A trace of warmth appeared rarely when his face was always cold. He said, "Your name is Ren Keke."

"Really?" A hint of joy appeared in her tone, "That's great. I finally know my name. So good..."

Her voice slowly weakened, and her lips no longer had the strength to open.

She is dead.

The wisp of heroic soul drifted in the air, disappearing like ashes.

Mikaka lay on the ground, tears flowing into a river, "Woooooo. What a poor girl."

Wuyuan Zhizhe and Shen Jungu walked over, and it sighed and said, "Everyone has his own misfortune. I hope that she can be reincarnated in the next life and have a happy life."

Everyone stared at the corpse of the bones in silence, and thousands of words turned into heavy sadness.

After a while, Xia Zaoan pushed Qi Mu's arm. "I thought you were very cold. I didn't expect that when she was dying, you would still lie to her. In fact, Ren Keke is fake."

Qi Mu looked back at her, and his eyes were still cold and undetectable sadness flashed through his unawareness.

"No, it's true."

It was a dark night ten years ago when I couldn't see my fingers. In the nursery No. 33, the man got drunk and fell asleep in the bed.

The door of the room was creaking and pushed open. A little boy tiptoed into his office.

The little boy did not make a sound, and walked to the desk in the moonlight. He was about to open the drawer, but found that he had locked it, and the key was in the man's trouser pocket.

The little boy did not make a dangerous attempt and wanted to steal the key from the man, but he would be caught if he was not careful.

Instead, the little boy took out a wire, stabbed it into the key hole, and poked it, and the lock was opened.

In order to practice this move, the little boy secretly practiced it for a long time.

He opened the drawer with a complacent look.

There is a stack of files in the drawer, all of which are the files of the experimental items of Nursery No. 33 in recent years.

Some test items fail and will be stamped with an obsolete seal.

The test items that passed the test will be covered with passes on the file and will be transferred to the next level of parenting.

The little boy quickly found his own file.

The reason why he was so bold was to find his own name. As he expected, the file indicated the name and birth certificate of each test subject. The Atlantic Empire selected spies to cultivate it, which was not a mess. They specialized in finding babies with good backgrounds and high-quality parents. Perhaps, they believed that such children would inherit the good genes of their parents and be more conducive to cultivation.

Even after successfully raising the baby, they will pretend to be sent back to their biological parents. Then they will use their parents' status as powerful and powerful, so that the spy can directly infiltrate the Pacific ruling class.

It has to be said that the Atlantic Empire's spy plan is very ugly and evil. Once it is known to the world, it may be condemned by strong international public opinion. Because of this, the Atlantic Empire has a very confidentiality in this plan. Only a very small number of senior executives know about this plan.

The little boy opened the file: No. 050. Qi Mu. He was born in Luanshen Central Hospital on February 27, 2003. The date of theft was December 5, 2003.

That is, he was stolen by spies from the Atlantic Empire before he was one year old.

The little boy clenched his fists and a rage spread across his chest.

This is how his originally happy life was stolen.

The little boy remembered the contents of the file and was about to put the file back to its original place. Suddenly, he took out the two copies below.

One is No. 051. Name: Xiong Yi. He was born in Mihua City General Hospital on May 9, 2003. The date of theft was January 21, 2004.

The other one is No. 052, with name: Ren Keke. He was born in the First People's Hospital of Sakura City on January 27, 2004. The date of theft was November 1, 2004.

The little boy was stunned for a moment, why, the name of No. 051 and No. 052 have different surnames. Are he and No. 052 brothers and sisters?

Oh. It's fake. They are not real brothers and sisters.

What would happen if the sarcastic man knew the truth?

Qi Mu didn't know whether his decision was correct. Since Shi believed that No. 051 was her brother, let her leave the world with her love for her brother. Doing so may not be a good thing.

The smoke of a war has settled.

Qi Mu stood up, his face regained its coldness, and the fleeting sadness seemed to have never appeared.

"Ah! I remembered something." Xia Zaoyan said, "It's strange, why is [War Song] in your hands?" She looked at Qi Mu, "Isn't the quantum sword taken away?"

Qi Mu spread his hands and said, "If you want to know the answer, you have to give me money. One question, one gold coin."

"Get out." Xia Zaoan was so smart, how could he be fooled? "You are even more foolish than me. I want to cheat me, but I've found the wrong person! I'm not a curious baby. Do you like to talk or not?"

At this moment, suddenly, a burst of laughter broke out above my head. It was not a crazy laugh, but a kind of like a spring breeze and drizzle, but it made people feel creepy when they heard it.

Looking up, he looked up.

But a boy wearing a fox mask appeared on the roof. He was wearing a white shirt and black pants, standing under the moonlight, with a cold figure.

Everyone was surprised.

Who is this person? Is it Lucifer's man?

No, it doesn't feel very similar.

It shouted downwards, "Qimu, remember you promised my promise. If you violate it, you know the consequences."

Qi Mu didn't reply.

Mikaka asked, "Who is this person?"

"It is the master of Tiandaoyuan, Yuejian." The person who answered was Wuyuan Zhizhe.

Mikaka: "How do you know?"

Wuyuan Wise Man: "Have you forgotten? I have the [Wuyuan] library. What happens in this world will be automatically recorded. Of course, I also know Yuejian's identity."

"Who is it!" everyone couldn't wait to ask.

The wise man in Wuyuan refused to say, "Its identity must be kept confidential."

"Bah. You just don't know at all, you're just a fool." Shi Zhenxian complained.

"If I tell it, I'm afraid that everyone here, including me, will be killed. Even so, do you want to know?"

The few people looked at each other and thought, it was not worth it to die for curiosity.

So, everyone shook their heads.

"No. I still want to live a hundred years old. You'd better not say it."

Everyone's eyes returned to Yuejian on the roof.

But when he saw it wave his hand, he suddenly, swished.

Several figures appeared around.

Everyone suddenly became nervous.

The outfits worn by the visitors are very familiar. Oh, they are the ghost team.

"Hey? What do you want to do?" Xia Zaoan hid nervously behind Mikaka. This had already developed her habit. When there was danger, she would push Mikaka to die. It was definitely correct.

"Don't mess around, I'm pretty friendly with your boss Qiyin."

"I said, Xia Zaoyon, is it interesting to hide behind me?"

"I just think you can't waste your cannon fodder skills."

"This skill is convenient for you!"

Anyway, Mikaka is already numb to this situation.

Alas, life... He wanted to recite poems and write a couple to express his depression.

However, the Ghost Team is not here to deal with them.

They walked over, carried the body of the bone onto a stretcher, and carried it away.

What are they doing?

Wuyuan Zhizhe: "It's probably recycling. After all, this silver is a very expensive material."
To be continued...