The G6 wild area of the blue mother planet and the dilapidated small hotel constitute Jiang Jianming's first memories.

He grew up there until he was four years old.

At that time, the Holy Human Empire was still controlling all human beings with tyranny. The powerful and cruel New Crystal Human Emperor Odin established the capital of Eternal Paradise Star City in the second galaxy, making it a paradise for nobles.

As for the origin of human beings, the Blue Mother Planet, nearly 80% of the area has been designated as a "wild area" due to the depletion of resources, and people's lives are becoming more and more impoverished year by year.

Not to mention how hard the members of the White Pigeon Akaba Club live. They have to save food and clothing every day, and they have to be cautious with every step they take, for fear that their stronghold will be exposed.

While making ends meet, Helga insisted on continuing to plot the next move in an attempt to revive the disbanded organization.More than a dozen members can often talk late at night by lighting a dim light.

That night, the female leader was writing with her right hand and shaking the small wooden shaker with her left hand.

She didn't have time to sing lullabies to the child, so she could only lower her voice to explain the plan, and used this method to lull her child to sleep.

The female leader's child has soft black hair and clear black eyes.

Perhaps some kind of will in the dark also took pity on the unyielding warrior.The refugee who defiled Helga barely left any traces on Jiang Jianming.

A child is wise beyond his years.A disabled human being grew up in such a difficult environment, but he hardly caused much trouble to the stronghold.

Even some members who have prejudices against Jiang Jianming's life experience have to admit that this child is so good that it makes people feel distressed.

Another rainy night.

The thin raindrops rustled outside among the leaves.The season is about to enter winter, and perhaps after a while, the rain will turn into snow.

"Mom, Uncle Dan explained that Mingming's father is a bad person."

In the room, there is only a simple bed and a pair of tables and chairs.On the table are a lamp, an optical computer, two notebooks and some pens.

The woman sits at the desk and writes with a pen, and her child is on the bed.

Jiang Jianming rolled between the quilt and pillow, only showing a white and tender little foot, gently hooking the corner of his mother's clothes with his toes.

The black-haired child's voice was childish, "He did bad things to mom, so it's obvious. That's why Uncle Dan and Aunt Lin killed dad."

Helga paused, reached out and grabbed the child's foot, stuffed it under the quilt and covered it.

"Dan told you this?"

"No, I obviously heard it myself."

The light shone on the dilapidated headboard of the bed and the wall, stretching out the black shadows of women and children.

Jiang Jianming coughed twice. The child was hungry and cold since childhood, and his health is not very good.

Helga sighed.The woman stood up, came to her son, and lovingly stroked the young boy's back.

"Obviously, you stole mom's gun for fun yesterday, didn't you?"

"Ok."

"Afterwards, my mother told you that it was wrong. Now I know that guns are dangerous, and you can't touch other people's things casually, isn't it?"

"Ok."

"But what if mom doesn't tell Mingming? Mingming has no way of knowing it's wrong."

The woman's voice was like gurgling spring water. She took off her coat, shoes and socks, and got under the quilt, stretching her arms to hug her baby.

"It's the same with Mingming's father. If Dad can be like Mingming, when he was very young, someone loved him, hugged him, kissed him, and taught him what is right and what is wrong..."

"Then mother believes that father will never do bad things."

Jiang Jianming crawled over and lay his pillow on his mother's outstretched arm, "Really?"

Helga raised her eyebrows and smiled, and poked her son's cheek with her index finger: "Of course, because the child born is obviously such a good boy."

Jiang Jianming blinked twice, tilted his head and asked, "So Mingming's grandma is not good?"

A trace of sadness flashed in Helga's eyes. She stroked her son's black hair and said to herself, "It would be better if that's the case."

"But it's very possible... when Mingming's grandma was young, no one loved her or taught her."

This is the scar of this era and the entire human civilization.

It was late at night, and the rain outside turned into snow.Huge and irresistible sorrow was blown into the dilapidated hotel by the wet rain and snow, and enveloped the mother and son.

Helga turned off the light, pulled the thin cotton quilt to wrap around Jiang Jianming's young body, and then tucked the corners of the quilt firmly.

"Mingming, is it cold to sleep at night?"

"not cold."

"Really?"

"Ok."

But the skin in his arms was obviously cold.

Helga could only endure the soreness at the tip of her nose, and hugged Jiang Jianming tightly to her chest, hoping that her body temperature could bring warmth to the child in the cold winter.

She closed her eyes, buried her head and murmured: "Obviously... Mom really wants to change the world. Obviously, Mom really thinks about it."

However, at this time, the white pigeon Akaba Club has long been unable to recover, and even this bad time did not last long.

A few months later, several strongholds including this small hotel were exposed one after another, and the group fled again.

Facing the pursuit of the empire, Helga and others could only reveal their folding mechs and retreat while fighting.

And the young leader's son was hastily stuffed into the pressure chamber of the mech without even being anesthetized——

At that time, the mecha design would not consider the physical standards of disabled humans, let alone take care of a disabled human child who was only four years old.

They used the mechs to make three jumps in a row, fought twice in the Yu Region halfway, and then jumped five more times.

When he finally got rid of the pursuers and opened the slow pressure chamber, the child inside was already bleeding from all seven orifices, his face was pale and he was holding his breath.

…His nails were all rolled up and broken, and were stained with blood.The inside of the slow pressure chamber is full of bloody handprints left by struggling and beating.

Helga collapsed on the spot.The female leader, who had been seriously injured many times and had never shed a tear, burst into tears holding her child.

She didn't know then...

For Jiang Jianming, this is just the beginning of suffering.

It is impossible for the large army to stay for the sake of the child. Jiang Jianming was rescued only half a breath away, and the mecha had no choice but to move on.

In the end, the remaining members of the White Pigeon Akaba Club chose to follow the example of space pirates. After the gathering of several forces scattered all over the place, they wandered in the universe relying on the only remaining large starship.

Helga, mother and son settled down again.

But Jiang Jianming's body has been destroyed.The child was already a bit malnourished, and the wormhole jump severely damaged the foundation.

The doctors shook their heads after seeing it, and some even directly pronounced the sentence:

"This child is considered lucky if he can live past the age of thirty-five. There is no need to think about anything else... With this kind of physique, it is impossible to do anything."

Other pigeons are members of the Akaba Club.The attitude towards Jiang Jianming is equally subtle.

On the one hand, he is indeed the only child of the leader; on the other hand, he is a product of shame, and a weak and weak human being, who can only be said to be... nothing but a burden.

Only Helga still loved him without any grudges.

She personally taught her son to read and write, and under the starry sky, she described the thousands of years of human history of war and peace, as well as the old morals that no one cares about in this era.

... To be honest, Ms. Helga's level of children's education is really not flattering.

Perhaps there will never be a second mother in the world who, after chatting about "human rights" and "equality" with a five or six-year-old child, asks her son to memorize the classics of military art from the old blue mother star era.

Sometimes, even the members of the Akaba Club, who are prejudiced against Jiang Jianming, feel awkward looking at them.

But it happened to be Jiang Jianming.

It was all followed and digested.

Sometimes, he would sit by the porthole of the starship with his light brain in his arms, quietly watching the vast starry sky outside.

Or take the simulated sand table as a toy, and play with it alone for a long time until his mother comes to him.

Three years passed.

In the 40th year of the old imperial calendar, a new tragedy took place.

The remaining members of the White Pigeon Akaba Club are split internally and are self-defeating.

No one expected this ending, but it seemed reasonable.

I can only say this - Wen Helga is an idealist who is too pure and unyielding.

But her followers are mostly mortals, at best mortals with more courage and ideals.

So more people can't understand why the Akaba Club has been hit to the last starship, and why the leader still stubbornly hits the stone with a pebble and continues to fight against the behemoth of the Empire;

Why as long as the empire uses the lives of innocent civilians as bait, the leader knows it is a trap but can't help but save it, repeating the same mistakes again and again;

Why would the leader prefer to starve himself before finding a way to properly house the handicapped or old, weak, sick, and disabled along the way, and would rather keep them for free rice...

This kind of thing happened again and again, and more and more members couldn't bear it.

"This woman is so stupid."

Such arguments accumulated and exploded, becoming the root cause of civil strife.

Therefore, when Jiang Jianming was seven years old, the leader of the White Pigeon Akaba Club changed hands, and Helga and her son were expelled from the starship.

The mother and son who have nowhere to go can only return to the Blue Mother Planet.I don't know how many dirty street corners have hidden, how many times have starved.Finally, he went into exile to the most remote and chaotic wild area - the Z2 wild area.

That is, on the third day after arriving in the Z2 wild area.

A dying old man with remnant crystal crawled along the roadside with dirt all over his body, as humble as an ant.Weeping sadly, he asked the mother and son to block the way for help.

Without hesitation, Helga gave out the little water left and helped the old man to rest on the side of the road.

On cold nights, she asked the old man to lean over to keep warm, and she put her arms around her son with one arm and the old man she didn't know with the other.

In the early hours of the morning, Helga was awakened by strange crystal particle fluctuations.

In the distance, the sky is not yet bright, and the weeds are like tears of dew.The old man next to him had protruding eyes, his hands and feet twitched, and crystal clusters began to grow all over his body in the next second—perhaps because he was too eager for the comfort before he died, he concealed the fact that he was a patient in the late stage of chronic crystal disorder.

At that moment, the woman only had time to push her son to the furthest distance with the crystal bone.

...

On the third day after arriving in the Z2 wild area, an unknown old man died on the side of the road.

There was a mother with a son who was infected with chronic crystal disorder.

In the 43rd year of the Old Emperor's Calendar, the gray owl laboratory.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this way please."

The emperor followed the experimenter in the white coat and walked quickly through the secret laboratory.

Over the years, Odin has aged a lot.Even though genetic surgery can keep him looking like he was in his prime.But the tiredness and vicissitudes in his eyes cannot be concealed.

The constant outbreak of crystal chaos, the failure of the experimental connection, the increase of rebels such as space pirates and white pigeons Akaba Club... The descendants are not up to date, and the ministers will only promise...

All these are stimulating the tyrant's nerves, making him more and more moody, murderous and suspicious.

Until this day, the gray owl laboratory urgently reported to the emperor.

First, five years ago, an embryo survived.

Through the glass of the sterile laboratory room, everyone can see the appearance of the cultivation chamber: human flesh and blood are born from the purest crystals gathered by crystal particles, and it struggles every day, making silent screams, transformed under the painful experiment.

The experimenters repeatedly stimulated the human consciousness with drugs and radiation, pouring more crystal particles each time.

Until the content of the crystal particles far exceeds the limit value, breaking through one impossibility after another.

At this time, it can no longer be called a human being, and of course it cannot be called a crystal particle, it is a mutant monster in a combined state.

Just an hour ago, the cultivation chamber exploded, and the glass of the laboratory room was spattered with blood.

In the screams of the experimenters, the crystals instantly covered half of the laboratory, and began to "color" - crystal coloring, which is a symbol of new crystal human beings.

When Odin rushed in, all the scientists and experimenters gathered outside the glass window.

"What did you do!?"

"Your Majesty, forgive me!"

The person in charge knelt down in panic, "We haven't done anything, and we haven't even started today's routine operation! It just happened suddenly and spontaneously..."

In the laboratory, a strange red-golden crystallized substance condensed in the center, white mist caused by high temperature rolled up, and there was a faint shadow in the center.

It was a beautiful human child.

Its eyes are closed, its facial features are deep and sharp, its skin is more than snow, and its silky platinum long curly hair flows on the crystal edges piercing in all directions.

But only the upper body up to the chest, and below the waist and abdomen are covered with large pieces of red gold crystals, just like the mythical beast with the head of a man and the body of a snake in legend.

"..."

Emperor Odin stepped forward gloomyly, looking at the product of this laboratory.

He watched without moving, without saying a word.

The emperor, who was already showing signs of aging, seemed to grow older in such silence.

"……His Majesty?"

The chief executive lowered his head in fear.

Odin suddenly spoke, his tone unpredictable: "If you kill this one, can you make a second one based on the data?"

The top person in charge was stunned.

He thought for a few seconds before saying with difficulty: "This is a matter of probability, Your Majesty."

"It took us 20 years and nearly 10,000 embryos to die to get this one, but its tenacity is far beyond the average standard. Even if the same data is used to reproduce it, there is no guarantee that it will be able to survive in the next 20 years.get a second..."

In the next second, the child in the crystal opened his eyes.

The pupils are cool green, brighter than Odin's, like frosted emeralds.

The emperor looked at it, and it looked at the emperor.

The corners of Odin's mouth curled up silently, his throat trembled and he let out a sinister low laugh, "So..."

"Hahahaha, so it's you..."

The memory of twenty years ago is in front of my eyes.

Eight minutes of time and space confusion, that black-haired boy from the future, that cursed history book, that page... the new king with a dazzling appearance.

that's it.

It turned out that it was created by itself.

Suddenly, under the horrified gaze of all the researchers, the emperor looked up and laughed wildly.

At this moment, Odin saw the track of history, and he only needed to give an order to decide the direction to go.The life and death of his empire hangs on the tip of his tongue, as does the life of humanity.

The black eyes of the crippled human youth have been staring at him from a hundred years later, and they are so clear that it hurts his heart like a knife.

Sir, why are you crying?

"Monster, bastard."

Odin took a step forward, with a chilling smile in his eyes, "For so many years...does it hurt? Do you resent it?"

"Tell you, all these experiments are my orders."

"Do you really want to kill me?"

On the opposite side, the half-human, half-crystal child moved its eyelashes and uttered some weird syllables: "Kill..."

It lifted its bleeding hand expressionlessly, and stuck it to the glass: "Kill...you..."

"It can talk!!"

A scientist looked horrified, "Since when did it learn human language!?"

The next moment, the red gold crystal bone exploded from behind the child!

The tempered glass in the laboratory shattered suddenly, thousands of shards reflected those cold inorganic green eyes——

This is the first chime of the new century.

The tyrant thought to himself in a trance.

The experimenters around screamed in fear.Odin roared, and swung his fists forward, the bright red crystal bone collided with the red gold, making a piercing and sharp sound like a sword!

One click and score.

Broken chips of red gold and bright red splashed everywhere.

Odin took a step back with one foot, and the floor where the monster on the opposite side was cracked and sank.

The power is almost the same.

The two rows of guards behind the emperor raised their guns at the same time!

The tyrant raised his hand, signaling the guards to put away their weapons.

He grinned: "Don't be rude. From now on, it will be my child."

"His Majesty!?"

Odin twisted his wrist, walked towards the little monster opposite, and said as he walked, "Its name...is to be Kaios. His Royal Highness Prince Kaios."

The person in charge said in shock: "Your Majesty! But it..."

"Shut up. Just watch, I want this monster to become a real god of death and an undefeated conqueror."

"By the way, tell my incompetent elder son, continue to be a waste, the Holy Human Empire still has 20 years to let him sit and eat."

The tyrant squinted his eyes and spoke lazily.He stepped over the broken glass and walked towards the little monster in front of him.

"Keos" stared straight at the emperor approaching.The crystal bones around it sharpened and heated up rapidly at the same time, like flowing magma.

Odin shook his head and said with a sneer, "Don't make trouble, little guy. You can't kill me yet."

"But it doesn't matter. From now on, I will teach you..."

"How the devil should kill."

The author has something to say:

The genes of the human part of Lai An come from Odin's cells (secondary processing), so Odin can barely be regarded as Lai An's younger half father.

The future of Chaos in Odin's fantasy: devil, monster, true slayer and conqueror.

In fact, in the future, Kaios said: Huh, Commander Tie Tie.