For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was in that mysterious "state" or whether he had briefly returned to his own consciousness.
After a long time, he bent down and picked up the fourth black mirror.
There were too many things that he couldn't figure out clearly, just like in Area 53, until the slums were destroyed in the fire, he couldn't see through and understand some things.
But this time, the only thing that is certain is that he will no longer walk to the edge of life and death alone.
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[Waste Book Loose Pages] 28 The Last Line of Defense
After being in the Minaret for a long time, relying on chips and terminal technology, it seems that everything can be defined and quantified.
Gene entropy, survival value, mental power, abilities, positioning...
Over time, this group of lawful people seemed to be playing some kind of immersive online game, and they were trapped in many mindsets.
This is true, I don't mean to say they are stupid.
Just like even though Ritsu himself has never recognized any of his positioning, they still instinctively believe that he is the strongest output.
Until Lu became the wet nurse of the person she supervised.
On that day, the lawful ones finally realized that the person at the top didn't matter their position.
Be it a conductor or a decision-maker.
It doesn't matter whether you charge into battle or stay behind.
It just has to be the last impenetrable line of defense.
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【Snowflakes】Jiang Xiao (1/1) has nowhere to complain
In fact, I have a lot of things I want to say to An Yu, but I never seem to have the chance.
I want to tell him that when a person's thoughts are firm enough, he will not care about the scrutiny around him.
Because other people’s confusion and incomprehension will eventually go away with the wind and snow.
My eyes can only see my own faith.
It's not flattering, nor is it being tricked.
Just as he recognized my worth, I can discern his.
It's done willingly.
Let me sleep for him.
Chapter 50 Orphanage with High Deformation Risk·50
Four black mirrors reflected the figures of the four lawful ones.
Deep in An Yu's consciousness, molten lava seemed to explode countless mirrors. After a moment of boiling, everything was silent, as if there would be no more sound.
It was as if he had returned to the brain's genetic induction test bed - mysterious whispers flowed throughout his body, and unspeakable pain spread deep in his consciousness, which was enough to destroy one's mind.
The survival value on the terminal plummeted to 80%, and was filled up in an instant. The percentage switched wildly between the two numbers, as if there were two majestic forces tearing him apart. In the corner of his eye, Qin Zhilu quietly hugged Bai Bai. Zhu, his dark eyes were serious, without the slightest hesitation or timidity.
In the core of the high-altitude mirror, purple blood vessels gradually appeared on Bai Jing's pale eyelids, the blood flow accelerated, and his eyes began to move slowly.
When the self-destruction countdown on the outer broken mirror was 120 seconds, Bai Jing's eyelashes trembled slightly.
An Yu raised his head and looked directly at the sleeping man, his red pupils were quenched, and endless time and life were flowing in those eyes. The figure standing behind him was as calm as the sea, suppressing the weirdness of the entire orphanage under a deep dark undercurrent.
The wind and snow suddenly raged, and the strong wind blew away the smoke that enveloped An Yu in an instant.
As the terminal alarm sounded, Qin Zhilu raised his eyes and scanned his own survival value. In just a moment, the lingering white smoke enveloped An Yu again, as if it could not be dispelled no matter how the wind and snow roared.
The mental strength of the whole team was rapidly reduced by the interference of the Noisy Mirror. Slade gritted his teeth and said: "Can Law hold the corner?"
Kazama didn't answer, he just stared at An Yu's repeatedly rebounding survival value on the terminal and murmured to himself: "Such a powerful vitality..."
If he read correctly, those poppies surrounding An Yu hadn't really taken effect yet. So far, Qin Zhilu is still trading his life for his life, and seems unwilling to harm his mental strength easily.
He suddenly remembered with hindsight that Qin Zhilu had personally gone on many horrific missions, and it was said that he often went to the Equality Zone alone. However, there were so many healing lawmen in the spire, but he had never bound any of them. Only high-level officials Zhu Tao and An had treated him during missions, but they only provided routine treatment assistance when he suffered visible trauma, and had never obtained permission to check his survival value.
It was a body that could contain unlimited chaotic genes. It had no idea how much experience it had received, and it was so powerful that no one had ever heard his terminal alarm.
Until he connected his life with An Yu.
Self-destruct countdown is 80 seconds.
Black Mirror has gone crazy, and the extreme noise has dissipated, leaving only endless pain.
The intense pain made An Yu unable to feel his own body, but his consciousness became unprecedentedly sharp, as if he could easily touch everything in the orphanage - he felt those gray and white buildings silent in the wind and snow, those The hidden space is folded abnormally in the mirror, time is like a pool of stagnant water, and countless lives are frozen in the water, still maintaining the panic of the disaster ten years ago.
Consciousness is lingering on the edge of passage, but in the drowsiness, the river of time becomes increasingly clear. He stared intently at the dead river, hoping that it would flow again.
In the high-altitude mirror, Bai Jing's eyes moved faster and faster under his eyelids, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he would soon wake up completely.
An urgent mechanical female voice suddenly sounded in An Yu's earphones, "Alert! Your supervisor's survival value is 20%! The system has automatically enabled you to obtain the supervisor's indicator, please pay attention in time!"
The self-destruct countdown is 40 seconds.
"Alert! Your supervisor's survival value is 10%! The system failed to contact the Black Tower, please check the supervisor's situation immediately!"
"Alert! Your supervisor's survival value is 5%! The system..."
The siren stopped suddenly.
Qin Zhilu's terminal was crushed under his own feet. His voice was extremely weak, but his tone was still as calm as a mountain.
"Focus," he said.
But An Yu was still distracted for a moment.
His eyes swept across his terminal, just in time to see that the survival value bounced back to full state again, and the commander's survival value temporarily displayed on the screen was almost only a sliver.
Self-destruct countdown is 20 seconds.
The lingering smoke was finally blown away by the wind.
An Yu suddenly heard a sigh from behind him.
Immediately, the poppy vines surrounding him suddenly tightened, wrapping tightly around his muscles and bones. The pounding of his heartbeat became very strong in response to every blood vessel. Every time, the tightening of the vines was in line with the terminal numbers. The frequency of the rebound was exactly the same, making it difficult for him to distinguish for a moment whether it was his own heartbeat or the officer's heartbeat that was pulsing in his blood vessels.
"You can do it." Qin Zhilu suddenly spoke again, "Let time flow again."
The increasingly severe pain stirred An Yu's consciousness, but he seemed to be unconscious, and once again used his consciousness to urge Bai Jing to wake up quickly.
The wind and snow were falling, and he took two steps forward against the fierce wind. The vines tied to his body were like ropes tightly tied to the boat. In a daze, he felt that he had rediscovered the tethering rope under the deep sea. His stake.
However, at this moment, he no longer thought of the brother who had grown up with him.
Even though he didn't look back, the figure standing silently behind him clearly appeared in his mind.
Self-destruct countdown is 5 seconds.
The moment the global time of the orphanage restarted, it was like a fragile ray of sunlight that quietly split the glacier.
A small gap appeared, and in an instant there was a landslide.
4 seconds.
3 seconds.
The world slows down, but time flows again.
An Yu suddenly closed his eyes. When the severe pain was quickly separated from his consciousness, his heartbeat became very heavy. In a daze, he seemed to feel the silent and huge existence that Chen Nian said.
In Area 53, when the advent state arrived, he had touched a huge golden human silhouette with his consciousness, but this time it was different - it had no shape, but had a greater sense of presence. Although invisible, An Yu seemed to be able to look at Him across the distant universe. He was humble and peaceful in front of Him. Looking at Him was like looking at another version of himself through the mirror in this orphanage not long ago. .
But when he looked in the mirror, he was examining a fragment, but at this moment, he vaguely felt that he was the piece that had been cut off.
It's part of the loneliness.
In the poppy branches tied to his body, the chief's will flowed quietly. The last three seconds of the countdown seemed to be stretched infinitely. He looked at Him for a long time from a distance in the void universe.
The alarm sound that suddenly exploded in the earphones brought An Yu back to reality!
"Alert! Your supervisor's survival value is 1% and your mental power is 31%. Please..."
The vines suddenly left him.
At the center of the mirror, Bai Jing suddenly opened his eyes, and the huge mirror at high altitude exploded. The intertwined cracks turned into dense cracks in an instant. The countdown went out, and the mirror was broken layer by layer from the surface to the depths. Countless figures in the orphanage evolved in the mirror, the children's bodies grew rapidly, some became deformed in an instant, the deformities developed more horrifying physical signs, and some died quietly.
Countless people's revelry and mourning were staged in the river that flowed again. They were noisy, but they calmed down in an instant. Ten years of stagnation passed by in the blink of an eye, and in the end, only the flow of the river remained between heaven and earth.
It's the sound of time.
High in the sky, Bai Jing opened his eyes and looked at An Yu quietly.
There was no emptiness in those eyes after ten years of sleeping, only heavy sadness.
Cracks appeared on all four black mirrors at the same time, and An Yu heard the terminal alarms one after another.
Except for him, every lawful person holding a mirror was consumed on the death line of dementia. They threw away the mirror and sat on the ground, their eyes empty.
An Yu looked behind him.
Qin Zhilu was still standing where he was. The white candle was almost extinguished, and the poppies were slowly retracting into his palms. The dry branches were shortening and falling apart, which was shocking.
The black eyes were as calm as before, but they seemed to be a little more lonely than before.
"long……"
Before the official words could be spoken, the core of the mirror above his head suddenly shattered. The white thorns in the sky closed their eyes and fell into the broken mirrors on the ground. At that moment, the world fell into endless darkness like a switch.
The only thing left was the star of light held by Qin Zhilu in his palm.
The smell of blood filled the wind. Qin Zhilu walked towards An Yu with a white candle in his hand, but his eyes were focused on the young man behind him in a pool of blood.
Passing by An Yu, he stretched out his hand toward An Yu's waist, as if he wanted to pull out the knife, but his hand rested on the handle of the knife, paused for a moment, and then let go.
This was the first time An Yu felt the commander's weakness.
Although those dark eyes were still determined.
Qin Zhilu didn't wait for him to speak, then took the fourth broken lens in his hand and held the lens in his hand with the sharp end facing out.
