Chapter 679： Those that have passed (2/2)

"Amber can't talk, she can only make a weird hoarse voice, it sounds like the lowest whisper of the shadows, but she obviously wants to communicate with me. I am now with her most of the time. Speaking, although she can't make the same sound, I always think she can at least understand some.

"Amber learned to help me with ink! I poured the ash from the moss into the water and stirred it, but I had to stare at it because she would steal it...

Amber's fingertips slowly moved between the yellow pages that were fragile, turning over page by page, slowly turning the words that recorded her childhood to the end, and the diary finally reached the end.

At the end of the diary, Surrey Randolph finally discovered the anomaly of his "adoption" little guy.

"...I saw amber talking to those shadow people!

"No, strictly speaking, it shouldn't be a conversation, because Amber has no complete expressive power, but they are at least communicating. - Amber is drawing on the sudden appearance of the 'ghost', and those 'ghosts' are actually Respond!

"I almost subconsciously attacked the shadows of the inhabitants, and after realizing their closeness to amber, I couldn't add to my mistakes...

"...Amber has some kind of shadow talent that I can't understand. I can finally confirm this.

"She has chatted with the shadow residents more than once, and even pulled me up last time - she seems to be trying to introduce me to those terrible 'ghosts', I am nervous about how to react, and those 'ghosts' As usual, there was no response, which made Amber angry for a while.

"I also saw her moving in the room, a shadow power wrapped her, let her run from the room to the end, and even the shadow superman like me could hardly catch up. Her speed.

“She even entered a completely sealed room, jumping through some sort of high-level shadow...

"I think I probably guessed why the ancient monks in the ancient times put this little girl in the container... so outstanding shadow power, this may be the ‘thoughts’ of the ancient monks?

"I am really curious about the secret behind Amber, and I am curious about what the Gangsters are doing here...

"Curious reminds me of the things in the outside world. I took a lot of amber and told her about the flowers and trees in the outside world. She described the bright colors. She was very confused. She probably couldn’t imagine the scenes, but she It seems very curious and seems to care very much about what I describe.

"I have a sense of guilt, I shouldn't tell her about it... She wants to go out, she wants to see the outside world, although she can't say it, but I can feel her emotions and thoughts, but I have no way, I can't go out!

"Amber has been very anxious these days. She started making some whirlpools and cracks covered in shadows in the room. I told her it was a very dangerous act, but she didn't listen at all - I don't know what she wanted to do, but Really too dangerous!

"...this is probably the last diary I left in the Shadow Fortress.

"After being trapped for so long, after being abandoned by the gods for so long, even after I gave up my hopes... I didn't expect that this day would actually come -

"Amber opened a crack to the outside world!

"Although it is still growing slowly, it is not enough for a person to pass, but it is really in front of me - bright sunshine and bright colors, just across the crack!

"Goodbye, this cursed place!!"

The diary is over here, and the next few pages are all white paper.

The room was in a state of sorrow. After the sound of the pages flipped, the silence was like a faded oil painting.

After a few minutes of unbearable silence, Pittman took the lead to break the silence: "... When I first saw Surry Randolph, he fell weakly in the wilderness, his clothes were ruined, hair The beards are very long, as if they have been living in the wild for several years, and you were sitting next to him at the time, wearing a rag on your body, not crying or making trouble, quiet and scary.

"At that time, I was avoiding the tracking of some people. It was a guy who couldn't keep up with his own life. After meeting you on the runaway road, my first reaction was to leave quickly, letting you kill yourself in the wilderness... ...

"But just as I was about to leave, you suddenly moved and took my robes - do you know? At that time, it seems that only human beings are four or five years old, but they are powerful but incredible. You hold I seem to want me to save the dying person next to you. You can't even speak at that time, you can only make some very hoarse noises, it's not like the sound that humans can make.

"I was very nervous and scared at the time. I tried my best to open you up, but you climbed up again and then gave me something in a panic."

Amber finally raised her head slightly and looked at Pitman: "What?"

"It's a pile of gray-black 'moss'," Pitman opened his mouth and smiled. The wrinkles on his face were stacked vertically, as if this thing was really funny. "It took me a while to understand what you mean. You want to use moss as a reward, let me save the people next to you.

"I will always remember your expression at that time, you holding a moss, just like giving me a handful of gold -

"I was teased by you, and then... I was soft, and I have never been able to get rid of you two in my life."

Amber eyes with a hint of sorrow: "I... don't remember."

"Of course you don't remember, your memory ability didn't stabilize until six years later, and before that, you learned to say that the first word took four and a half years," Pitman shook his head and sighed. "Because you The soul is synthetic - you are an artificial man!"