After that, while I was loaded into thick protective suits, I was also locked in a huge steel-lined cube. Every day, people would put food in from a special window. Through the slight light that penetrated at that time, I saw myself loaded on a huge truck. The truck was surrounded by an endless wasteland and the steel convoy immediately following, with an escort flying machine above my head.

Yes, we were on the wasteland, after the last time I escaped from shelter, they seemed to take me to another place for shelter, and it seemed that it would be a more difficult place to leave.

It doesn't matter, I shouldn't have left those places.

Just like the doctors who used me to do experiments before said before going crazy, I should stay in a dark place... Don't harm people.

The process of carrying me was long and short. For me, I just slept for a few sleeps. After waking up, I was shackled and drank a lot of bad blue dust.

They called this thing Real Stable Dust. I don’t know what it was, but after drinking it in large quantities, my body was filled with blue velvet, just like thorns growing in my body.

Very painful.

In addition, I also noticed that these uncles were much less than when they were shipped to me, with scars on their bodies and their faces full of fatigue.

It seems that it is not easy to carry me along the way.

‘I’m so sorry, I will never run out again.’ I apologized in my heart with guilt.

Following the uncles of the foundation into this brand new shelter site, I saw many abnormal creatures along the way. These guys are not as friendly as those of the shelter friends in 03site. I should still be careful to stay away from them. After all, shelters that were crazy about me have also happened from time to time.

Finally, they took me to a very huge steel cage at the deepest point of the shelter site, which obviously was not just a prisoner of me.

And I finally saw him in this huge cage.

"This is your future residence." After saying this, the uncle who brought me here hurriedly left, with red gloves on his hand.

I walked into the shelter cage and there was a huge figure in the corner in front of me. It was a reptile. The figure was lying there motionless. At first I felt very scared and carefully hid behind the chair in the room. After all, this big guy is really huge, and in any fairy tale, it is the type that can scare children to cry.

But after a period of time of observation, I suddenly found that figure and I felt very familiar with it. I looked at it in surprise, especially the pair of indifferent and emotionally-free pairs of eyes that were staring at myself, with huge golden eyes.

Finally confirmed.

That's right! It's the figure that appears in a dream. I'm very sure that I can feel its pain and loneliness. The bond between us has appeared from the moment I was born. Now this feeling makes me feel stronger and stronger.

I slowly walked out from behind the chair and came to it, just like in my dream, my hand was gently placed on its head.

Its beard shook for a moment, and its pupils suddenly shrank, as if they were a little annoyed at that moment. I was shocked, too scared but didn't realize that I should take back my hand.

Then it calmed down again, as if not resisting me touching it.

It was not affected by my physique! It did not want to kill itself at the first time!

At that moment, it seemed as if we were all connected to each other, and the fear and sadness in our hearts healed. I happily and nervously spoke to it and took the initiative to speak.

"That...My name is Abby."

It did not reply to me, but it did not express disgust with my words.

So I continued to ask happily.

"Well, may I ask... what is your name, sir?" I hesitated a little about my words, especially the name he called him. My parents had never taught me how to call such a big guy.

It seems that neither brother nor uncle nor are they suitable.

Hey? Why do you agree that he is a boy? Maybe he is a sister?

Facing my random thoughts, the big guy in front of me was still silent. Just when I was a little depressed, he suddenly spoke.

"6··8···2." He said, his throat whispering hoarse and dull, like the end of the car engine turning.

"682? Is this your name? Well... No, it should be the number given to you by these uncles, just like I am 053."

"0··5··3···Ai··Bi." He was obviously not used to using human language, but he still pronounced my name.

I'm so happy!

So I couldn't help but pat it on its forehead. He ignored me and I exhale at him. Finally, he finally felt itchy and impatient, so I hugged its head tightly as if I was pleased.

In the end, it had no choice but to lie there and let me harass it like this.

I laughed happily. The first time I heard my own laughter, I realized that the real laughter made a sound.

Then, my laughter gradually calmed down again.

Hearing the quiet scene, 682 raised his head in confusion, and after seeing my face, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Because it found me crying.

At that moment, I could find a trace of panic in its eyes.

It stretched out its claws, as if it wanted to find an angle to help me wipe it, but his claws were too sharp and too big to be able to do it no matter what.

I looked at its clumsy appearance, laughed out loud, and cried out loud. This expression seemed to make it even more confused, so I grabbed its claws and let my tears slide.

"Do you know? 682, after my parents died, I had never had contact with anyone like this... Everyone wanted to kill me..." I whispered to it. "682, I have seen you in my dreams before, and you have also seen me in my dreams, right?"

Hearing my words, 682 hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"You shouldn't come to me, I am the source of your misfortune." 682 said this, for some reason, although it was slow when he said this, his language was fluent.

It's like I've practiced it many times.

"Sorry, Abby." He apologized to me. I don't understand why he apologized to me. Maybe it was because I told my parents about his stay in my dream that everyone was harmed?

But what does this have to do with it? Even if there is any mistake, it is my fault.

"No, you are not." My answer was firm. "You are the beginning of my luck, starting today... Can you always be by my side? Mr. 682."

682 When I heard this, I saw my expectant and nervous eyes.
Chapter completed!