Today, it snowed rarely in Tianqi City.
The periodic cold currents originating from the far north ice cap once again accumulated sufficient strength. The strong winds with a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour carried the blizzard and formed a gray-white curtain wall that swept across this restricted area of life.
Although Apocalypse City is located in a mountainous area and is protected by a barrier, it will still be somewhat affected by such natural disaster-level meteorological disasters.
Most of the cold waves and blizzards were blocked from the barrier, but there were still snowflakes crossing the barrier and dancing with the warm wind. They refracted the faint light from the dome barrier, weaving a colorful curtain for the sky before melting and disappearing. , the whole city is covered with a layer of dreamlike colorful filters, like a fairyland.
Even the city's neighborhoods become dreamy under this filter.
Pedestrians on the road seemed to be infected by the rare beauty, with brisk steps and gentle expressions.
"I will tell Wu Ming about your situation..."
After Christina explained the entire planning process, she patted Runtu hard on the shoulder and warned: "Master Wu Ming asked me to tell you not to have any more head-on conflicts with the Tribunal. You lead the criminals away from the battlefield and hibernate. Accumulate strength and don’t add unnecessary bloodshed and sacrifices..."
I don't know whether it was the physical and mental exhaustion caused by the hard work in the past few days or the long-term struggle with the trial. Runtu's condition was obviously not good. He seemed a little absent-minded. Although he nodded in response to Christina's words, his attention was always on his surroundings. The jumping vision is also vague and uncertain.
Christina also noticed something strange about him: "What's wrong?"
Runtu raised his head and watched the bright spots of light slowly falling from the sky, but that was not what he cared about.
This honest and loyal middle-aged man frowned and turned his gaze back to the street again. After a long time, he asked with a confused and uncertain tone: "Did you feel that the street was a little strange today?"
"strangeness?"
Christina frowned slightly and turned to look at the street.
It is actually quite easy for criminals to find a place to live in the neighborhoods of Apocalypse City. They only need to find a few rotten logs and a few plastic boards to prop up a shaky shed. Some lucky people can also get some barbed wire. Use rags as walls and surround the ventilated shed on all sides to add some security and a privacy area of less than three square meters.
Christina looked around at this moment, and all she could see were these dilapidated and simple shacks.
The shacks are crammed together, and the uneven colorful plastic panels are spliced together at random. This scenery extends to the end of the visual range, like a bloated and deformed dragon sleeping soundly in this neighborhood. , the breeze blew through the shanty area, and the swaying and sound of the stilts turned into the breathing rhythm of the evil dragon.
Most of the shacks have no doors. Most of the shacks that can be called houses are empty, and there is no property or material in sight. Most of the criminals are still working hard for life and atonement, and only a few have nothing to do. The sinners huddled in a shack of less than three square meters. They listened to the preacher's fanatical sermons through the barbed wire fence, their eyes flickering and their hearts filled with anticipation.
Except for the dreamy iridescent filter, everything looks normal.
The confusion lasted only a few seconds, and soon Christina, who couldn't figure out the reason, shook her head and gave up her useless efforts: "I don't see anything wrong. Is it your imagination?"
"No, something is indeed wrong!" Runtu firmly denied, his eyes still fixed on the street, scanning everyone he saw back and forth, trying to find the source of the feeling that something was wrong.
Something is wrong.
Something odd was overlooked.
This premonition became stronger and stronger in Runtu's heart. Just when he felt that he was about to find out the source of this sense of disobedience, a heavy feeling on his shoulders interrupted his thinking, making this honest and upright middle-aged man suddenly realize Come back to your senses.
"Runtu!"
Christina put her hands on Runtu's shoulders, with a look of deep worry in her eyes.
"Are you too tired? I heard that you have recently been dealing with the knights of the Tribunal and fighting for the lives of the guilty people. How long have you not rested?"
"I..." Runtu's eyes showed confusion and confusion. When the other party mentioned this, he realized that he seemed to be working too hard recently.
That day, after the Flying Mask God stood up to block the devastating blow from the sky and saved the 20th Street that was about to be destroyed, he was taken away by the Eyes of the Sky and disappeared. When he and his compatriots from the Axis Order rushed to the scene, they only had enough time. Save the remaining Flying Spaghetti believers, deal with the relentless pursuit of the Judgment Knights, and move them around with other persecuted heretics. At the same time, you have to run for the daily lives of the heathen believers.
It can be said that he basically never slept a wink from that day on.
The long-term accumulation of fatigue and pressure has brought him to the verge of reaching the limit both mentally and physically.
If you want to use a metaphor, Runtu is now like a power machine running continuously. Once which part is damaged first, it will cause a chain collapse like toppling dominoes.
"Don't think so much, it's time for you to take a good rest."
Christina held his shoulders and advised softly: "Now that the situation in the city has begun to ease, the Judgment Knights are not as strong in hunting heretics as before. You just need to find a place to lie down and wait for the storm to pass. Everything will be fine." of.".
Although Runtu was still a little hesitant, he finally nodded after a moment of ideological struggle - he felt that the other party was right, and he should take a good rest.
"There is no need to fight anymore..."
"Master Wu Ming will save everyone. The future you long for is right before your eyes."
The soft and sweet voice echoed in Runtu's ears, and an unprecedented sense of security came to his heart. He seemed to see the bright future that Christina said.
No one will be oppressed by superior gods and taskmasters anymore.
No more people will have to break an energy bar into several pieces just to eat as many days as possible...
No one would be like his parents, who could only hold a thin straw mat and freeze to death silently in the wind and snow.
And the kids.
Those children can also stand in the sun and live a life with enough food and clothing, study well, and live a good life.
And then……
He couldn't have imagined it.
He is not very smart and cannot imagine the future that Mr. Wu Ming once described. Concepts such as all being created equal and everyone having fun are too complicated and far away for him - all he can imagine is What I hope is that what happened to me will not happen to another person in the future...
His yearning for a better future can only reach this level.
Runtu's blurred eyes were dazed for a moment, and he opened his mouth slightly, as if he had seen something unbelievable. Various emotions such as surprise, confusion, and suspicion were flowing on the middle-aged man's weathered face.
"Dad? Mom?"
Subsequently.
He looked attentively and listened, and turned his head to look at the air behind him in surprise.
"Chang Geng...?"
He suddenly laughed.
The wrinkles like knife cuts became more and more profound on his face.
For the first time in twenty years, this taciturn middle-aged man smiled like a carefree child.
The way Christina looked at him, her voice was seductive.
"Right, that is it……"
"Your lost parents will come back to make up for the shortcomings, and you will be a child again, reminiscing about the happiest time in your life."
"forever……"
"There will be no more tragedies,"
"There will be no more pain."
Christina stood in front of Runtu and frowned.
Assimilation is progressing slower than expected.
After that adventure, he devoured many supernatural gods. Coupled with the church's accumulation of faith over the years, his spirit and body are now transcendent and holy. They are essentially different from ordinary things. Logically speaking, with the fragile body of a mortal, The mind and willpower are completely unable to resist his will and ability...
But the man in front of him was surprisingly tenacious.
Even though most of his mind has fallen, there is still a weak resistance deep in his heart.
Don’t want to believe the fact that your parents are alive? Is it because of Mr. Wu Ming?
With a flash of inspiration, he immediately thought of the ant who had repeatedly ruined his good deeds behind the scenes.
He can't save you anymore, he can't even save his own companions.
But it would be troublesome to leave it like this, so let’s use his name to make you surrender first.
Christina had made up her mind, and her hands penetrated Runtu's brain like an invisible thing, plucking his soul and mind like strings, listening to his thoughts and thoughts.
Since you believe in Wu Ming more, let's use his name and his skin to make you surrender!
Let me see what words touch you the most and impress you the most...I found it, and it seems that it is this sentence.
"Everyone can be saved, Mr. Wu Ming works so hard..."
"I...I have to work harder!"
Christina: "???What the hell is this!?"
Hearing some familiar sentence patterns, Runtu answered the sentence almost subconsciously, but this sentence seemed to trigger a certain mechanism, making him suddenly alert.
"wrong!"
Everything he had just seen disappeared quietly like a dream, and he woke up from his trance. At the same time, he calmly pulled back a few steps, watching every move of "Christina" with suspicion and a vigilant expression.
He didn't know why he said that sentence just now. He had heard a similar sentence pattern before. The young master told him. The young man told him what one day he would go to the street with Mr. Wu Ming. If the street If it is very quiet, you must use a similar sentence pattern...
Ah... It seems that the young master got into trouble that time after Mr. Wu Ming gave him a new name...
What name did the master give him at that time? Giant mountain superpower?
But now it seems like this sentence saved his life?
"You're not Christina!"
Along with the suspicion, Christina in Runtu's eyes changed.
The familiar face was distorted, and the flesh and blood melted and fell off like a hot wax block. It smashed to the ground, and soon the true appearance of the thing in front of him was revealed.
That's a...
A human-shaped shadow with a vague face, a flat and thin body, and it was impossible to distinguish between men, women, old and young.
The figure sighed: "Why do you want to wake up?"
It's strange that the figure clearly has no eyes, but Runtu can intuitively feel the other person's eyes "looking at him".
"who are you?"
The figure didn't answer. He shook his head regretfully. The figure gradually faded, and it was obvious that he was about to leave.
"Don't run!" Runtu immediately understood the other party's intention and reached out to grab it, but in vain.
The other party has already dissolved in the air.
"You could have lived forever in happiness, but you gave up the salvation I gave you..."
His words echoed between heaven and earth. As he left, Runtu suddenly felt the earth shaking, as if the whole world was shaken. Houses fell apart on all sides of the earth, and even the sky above seemed to have lost support and fell from the sky. toward the ground.
Then, the world came to an end and collapsed.
"Is this... a dream? Am I asleep?" Runtu tried his best to open his eyes. The trance of waking up and strong sleepiness intertwined in his mind. His eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly open them. With limited vision, He saw the situation around him clearly, "Is this... a street?"
Christina was lying not far from him, and there were many people lying on the street further away.
Even if he wakes up from a dream, his thoughts are almost at a standstill, and Runtu, whose reaction is several times slower than normal people, should have come to his senses.
attack!
This is an enemy attack!
"What the hell does this happen……"
Trance and sleepiness continued to wash away Runtu's consciousness. He felt as if his eyelids were extremely heavy and he might close them again and fall into sleep at any time.
no! Can't...fall into...sleep...dream...
His consciousness became increasingly blurred, and his thoughts became more and more stagnant like a machine stuck due to rust. Runtu knew that if he didn't take action, he might be dragged back to his dream by the unknown attacker in the next second.
Snapped! Snapped!
He used all his strength to give himself two big slaps, and his cheeks became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, which also slightly dispelled the unreasonable sleepiness and trance.
"Miss Christina!"
He then worked his way up to Christina.
This noble lady seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, with a peaceful expression, and would show a happy and satisfied smile from time to time. No matter how hard the soil shook, she could not wake her up from her sleep.
"I'm sorry...Miss Christina!" Seeing that she failed to wake up, Runtu became a little anxious. While apologizing, he reached out and pinched her upper arm hard.
"hiss!"
Perhaps the pain stimulation played a role, Christina's expression twisted, and then she gasped and opened her eyes.
Seeing her wake up, Runtu also breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, you woke up..."
At this time, he looked past Christina who fell on the ground and began to carefully observe the details around her.
The whole street was eerily quiet, and the faces of people lying on the ground were filled with happy and contented smiles. Through the dream-like filter, it looked extremely strange and chilling.
There are no obvious external injuries, and there are only a few bruises on his body from falling. There is no peculiar smell in the air, so it should not be caused by drugs...
"Didn't I just... read comics at home..." Christina sat up from the ground with difficulty. She was still a little confused after waking up from her dream, and looked around blankly: "What's going on? Why am I here again?" coming……"
"You just...well, how should I put it..." Runtu said, "To be honest, you were probably dreaming just now..."
As if it woke him up, for a moment, Runtu, thinking of his previous experience, suddenly understood the current situation.
"Being able to wake up by his own will, it seems that the quality of the newcomers this time is good."
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