The spiral staircase crashed - demolished by the light. Falling apart between light and many rays of light.
A large red mist spread out. Condensed into a blurry figure.
The Terminus Lawyer landed on the huge sphere of light and straightened up.
His body was as complete as freshly squeezed cream.
But it seems to be the only complete thing in this space.
All kinds of debris were suspended around the place where he fell - the debris of colorful blocky space, the debris of things sealed in space being smashed together.
A small strip of metal with a sharp edge, half a black gemstone eye, half an ear tip, and a dozen feather-shaped ice cubes.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... I'll let you hold on tight..."
The lawyer at the end point browsed the wreckage briskly and picked up a feather-shaped ice cube in front of his eyes.
With a pinch, the outer ice shell shattered, and a feather that was beautiful but had a slightly evil feel fell into his hand.
He grabbed another feather-shaped ice cube from the other direction - after removing the ice shell, there was a genuine white feather inside.
Comparing the two, it is obvious that they do not come from the same individual. But there was a smell that disgusted him.
"Is it all over?"
He laughed and threw the feathers carelessly into the unavoidable light of completeness that was everywhere around him.
Turning his head, he saw a familiar figure - a structural girl with long ears and two legs like clamps.
The lawyer at the end couldn't remember who they were, but no matter who she was, she shouldn't be here.
He walked over, lifted her ears, and looked at the small raised square behind.
"Dad," said the clip girl.
"J within the ring." The lawyer from the terminal touched her head.
She shouldn't be here, she should wait until she returns to the office to report to him.
But it doesn’t matter. This matter should not be taken to his heart at all.
"Did you get it?" the lawyer from the terminal asked kindly.
But he didn't mean to wait for any answer. He squeezed her hand and shook it.
Swift and silent.
A crack spreads along the back of the hand inside the ring to the neck, face, through the empty eyes, and spreads to the right side.
Her head split in half, opening like a box.
A handful of transparent bubbles, with particles like small fireworks blooming inside, floated out from the crack.
The lawyer at the end of the ring let go of the inner ring j, enclosing those magnificent bubbles - space-time particles.
"Add the space-time particles collected in the 'Mysterious Tunnel' before. That should be enough." He said to his fist.
These two parts of space-time particles should be enough for him to extract what he wants.
The inner ring gradually disintegrated along the crack that had just been opened. The body was broken into pieces.
The lawyer at the end felt his steps were blocked by something, glanced down, and then casually kicked half of the clip girl's legs away.
With a slight squeeze of his fist, the space-time particles just disappeared in the palm of his hand.
The right face and right arm of Ring J inside the ring are still connected together. So that part of her reached out and grabbed him again.
"Dad," she said. "This... is wrong. I just [reflected]. You shouldn't deal with him..."
"what do you know?"
The terminal lawyer waved his hand and slapped the pieces of her body away.
He felt it was not enough, so he clapped his hands and turned her into powder.
He can't control other structures like this, but the ones he synthesized and the "chips" allow him to do whatever he wants.
He felt a little ridiculous and a little irritated. Why should she express her opinions to him? There is no basis for this. There is absolutely no basis for this.
Not even if she was right. Their status should not be questioned by him in any way, it violates his moral relationship with all creation. It violated the morals between him and them.
Even if it is right, it cannot violate morality.
Besides, only he can decide whether it is right or not. Of course the same goes for morality.
He even regretted it a little. He shouldn't have replied, but he still asked her. This seemed like a chance, and it also sounded like she was on an equal footing - this was the word he hated the most. These structures should not stand a chance, and all of them should know this.
Various wreckage floated past the eyes of the lawyer at the end point.
He had just lost his composure, and he was getting angrier the more he thought about it. He leaned forward and floated forward along the surface of the light ball, spreading his mind.
This ball of light is so huge that even the curvature of its surface is not obvious.
Only when he quickly passes over a large distance and lets other light balls change directions above his head, or rises and sets along the distant horizon, can he feel the dividing line between brighter and brighter, and the difference between them. The three-dimensional meaning, and the changes of this grand and terrifying scene.
And, "bright". The inescapable "brightness".
It is definitely enough for an ill-informed coolie who has spent half his life at the bottom of the well to think of the "lost civilization" of the legal structure.
This is the last step of his preparation for "the first night of starry sky".
But it's not important, no one should be able to see it.
This also has pros and cons.
The good thing is, he won. Although he wants a contract more, destroying the other party's existence is an acceptable result.
As it should.
Just like countless righteous victories in the past.
Of course, no matter how many times he repeats it, he doesn't get bored.
Unlike all the rumors and slanders in the universe, he is not greedy.
His perception of pleasure does not decrease due to the number of repetitions. Just like a gold coin and a gold coin are two gold coins. His joy in getting two gold coins is exactly the same as twice the joy in getting one gold coin. not bad. The same goes for twenty thousand gold coins. To him they are always twenty thousand individual gold coins.
So he is always willing to get a new gold coin.
Thinking about it this way, he felt that there was absolutely no need for him to become a doctor. He was in a position that he was very good at.
This is one of the most pleasurable things in the world.
When I thought of this, five hundred seconds had arrived.
The ball of light expanded and engulfed him. This "first night of starry sky" is coming to an end.
The terminal lawyer felt very relaxed and contented.
right.
The opponent is dead. The game ended gracefully.
It's time for him to go back to the office. Or get off work. He deserves both.
Just as he was thinking this, his vision returned and he returned to the small gray room.
"Sensitive weather" naturally disappeared. It cannot coexist with "the first night's starry sky."
The three hanging cards also stopped rotating - they all had cuts on them.
There was a clip girl on K's seat and in front of him before. He didn't know whether the two of them had changed or not. Anyway, it's all casual.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the vase shattered on the ground, but he didn't even bother to look at it. Walk straight towards the ice sculpture of Icha in the corner.
It’s already a profit, but it’s best to squeeze everything out of this guy…
There are also neat vertical cracks on the ice sculpture.
The lawyer at the end point raised his finger, and a piece of ice shell was peeled off and fell down.
It was empty inside.
