"If Corner doesn't realize that he is in the past time and space, he may never wake up."
"At the top, Corner's mental power has bounced between 0 and 100% too many times, and the brain cannot guarantee that he will still have human will when he wakes up."
"If the corner completely loses its will when it wakes up, it will be equivalent to another more powerful super abnormal body with time and space powers."
"Human beings cannot bear such risks. If the mental power continues to fluctuate, it is recommended to deal with him before he wakes up!"
"I disagree. Corner's loyalty is worth the risk humans take, at least until he wakes up."
…
There was a heated argument at Shangfeng, and a decision-maker hesitated and said: "But we must always take precautions. Summit, I suggest other lawful people in Area 34 to be prepared to execute corners immediately."
Qin Zhilu, who had been silent for a long time, immediately said: "Reject."
The decision-maker immediately said: "Please do not interfere with the decision-making of the Black Tower."
"I have the right to veto all life and death trials involving aberrations." Qin Zhilu said coldly, "Perhaps because it is rarely used, too many people have forgotten that I have this right. Again, I oversee the corner. I do not give anyone the authority to sentence him to death, including myself."
There was a subtle silence in the channel, and Dingfeng did not express his position. Qin Zhilu waited for a while, and his voice became deeper, "Yan."
Yan stared at An Yu, who had his eyes closed, "I understand."
He neatly removed the steel claw on his arm, touched Lu Ming's waist when he closed his hand, picked up his gun with his fingertips, and threw it away with his own weapon.
Lu Ming said coldly: "In the main city, we are always ready to track down the clock together with the corner. Please send additional support for the cleaning work of the demented lawful people."
The decision-maker just now said sternly: "Don't forget the oath of the lawful people - the lawful people accept all executions without explanation, regardless of..."
"I'm sorry." Lumen interrupted him, "I never signed this ghost oath. Don't forget, I was tied to the steeple."
He paused, "And whether to abide by the oath, you should wait until the corner wakes up and negotiate with him."
Yan Xi's voice sounded, "Everyone, please wait a moment. An Yu's mental power has been maintained at 100% for more than a minute and has not fluctuated again. Please give him a little more time."
The man lying on the ground like death suddenly opened his eyes.
There was a dead silence in the channel. Tens of thousands of people stared at An Yu through the screen - the terminal showed that An Yu's mental power was still 100%, but his golden eyes were completely distracted. He stared at the air absently, without any change in his expression for a long time. .
After dozens of long seconds, An Yu finally closed his eyelids and said hoarsely: "I'm fine."
The channel was in a state of chaos, and various questions testing memory and sanity came one after another, but An Yu was too tired and in pain to answer them.
It was as if he had just experienced a torture that wrenched his consciousness. Even when he woke up, the residual pain still made him extremely weak.
He slowly turned over and closed his eyes weakly, hearing himself instinctively calling for that person.
"Sir? Are you still there?"
"Yes." Qin Zhilu said immediately.
An Yu took a deep breath, "This screen seems to be mine. I almost couldn't get out."
"Does what's inside make you forget reality?"
An Yu said "Yeah", "It allowed me to see some things that did not exist in my memory. If I think about it, I will sink forever. Fortunately, I seem to have retained some survival instincts."
"Thanks for your hard work."
Qin Zhilu's voice was very gentle, "If you still have some instinct left next time, just like you did when you woke up just now, call me a few more times."
An Yu was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and said, "What?"
"After all, he is your commander, and he will never ignore your call in pain." Qin Zhilu said in a gentle but firm tone, "Use me as an anchor. If you can't call me when you are in pain, then everything is false."
There were tens of thousands of nervous people in the channel, but they were completely silent.
The recorder cautiously approached An Yu from the air, and the main city observed him through a small pinhole camera.
On the big screen, those empty golden eyes wavered slightly.
After a moment, An Yu raised his hand and covered his eyes.
He seemed to have never mentioned it to his superiors. He felt that the world was an endless black sea and he never knew where he came from.
Ling Qiu briefly restrained him, and then left him drifting alone.
His voice was emotionless as usual, but beneath the stiffness, it seemed to be trembling slightly.
"Using you as an anchor..."
"Believe that your anchor is strong enough." Qin Zhilu said firmly, "No matter how big the wind and waves are, the anchor point underwater will not move."
An Yu's Adam's apple moved slightly, "I know."
After a while, he finally took a long breath, sat up slowly, and stood up.
The feeling of weakness gradually disappeared from the human body, and the golden eyes focused little by little until the pupils were condensed and stared at the screen in front of them.
The screen that I just drilled into has been extinguished at this moment, indicating that the owner of the screen is dead, but he is still standing here.
Zhongji's ability is obviously growing wildly. Not only can he quickly generate the time and space screen of people outside Area 34, but he can also tamper with the position of the screen at will.
He enjoyed the game of hide and seek.
An Yu glanced at the countless white lines converging towards the center, frowned at the accumulating numbers on the central screen, and said: "This huge time pool is not only the nourishment accumulated by Zhongji for himself, but also the time he comes and goes. A hub between different screens. He can't travel in other people's time and space forever, he must have a screen of his own."
Once the connection between the screen and the time pool is severed, he will no longer be able to travel and control.
Dingfeng said: "Corner, your loss of will will pose a great threat to mankind. According to the decision of the Black Tower, from now on, you are only responsible for positioning the screen, and other lawful people will enter. The lawful people present may not have enough manpower. Reinforcements Already on the way..."
"Rejected." An Yu frowned and said, "Not only am I catching him, he is also trapping me. He has already chosen his opponent for the game."
Bo's voice sounded, "An Yu, just now your mental power was bouncing between 0 and 100%. We have had thousands of companions die of willpower loss, but we have never seen such extreme numbers. As a friend , please proceed with caution."
After hearing this, An Yu paused and lightly touched the earphones, "Does it only flicker between these two values?"
"Yes."
"How many times did it bounce?"
A researcher replied: "In less than 5 minutes after your consciousness entered the screen, your mental power suddenly dropped to 0 and rebounded 28 times."
"I know." An Yu took a deep breath, "Give me another chance. If it doesn't work once, just try again."
"Can……"
"I will press forward step by step until I stand in front of the clock."
Shangfeng hesitated: "Entering the screen seems to have caused you great pain."
An Yu looked indifferent, "It's better if I don't die."
He suddenly remembered what his superior had said - only by constantly approaching the limit in pain can new consciousness be born.
Is this really his fate?
Before the objections in the earphones could stop, he had already decisively pulled out the knife from his waist.
"Corner, what are you going to do? You..."
His golden eyes suddenly became sharp. He turned his body sharply to the right and threw the knife. The tip of the knife broke through the wind and flew straight towards the central screen.
The knife reached midair and suddenly stopped.
There was dead silence inside and outside the headphones, and An Yu could only hear his own breathing.
After a long time, one person hesitated and said: "Other lawful people present, you still..."
"Well..." Yan frowned and stared at the knife, "Our time is normal, but..."
Anyone would be speechless at this moment.
An Yu's heart condensed, and the knife that was stuck in the air flew out instantly, until it fell to the ground under the action of resistance.
Before and after it stayed in the air, its speed did not change at all, as if the pause button had just been pressed.
An Yu said clearly: "Sure enough, I found some feeling."
He raised his head and said, "Come again."
Two extinguished screens side by side suddenly lit up at the same time, and Zhong Ji's face flashed back and forth between them, with an arrogant smile.
An Yu faced his provocation, his eyes flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of one of them, sinking his consciousness into it without hesitation.
…
In the main city, people have been waiting for the announcement from the Black Tower.
They have no way of sensing the anxiety of the decision-makers at this moment. Just the visions played by Mo Li are enough to make ordinary people collapse.
"There are more and more abnormalities." The little girl cried and hugged her mother's legs. "Who are we waiting for to save us? How long do we have to wait?"
No one responded.
He lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "The second torch is to relive the deepest sorrow of the past."
Pus and blood splashed down from An Yu's head.
Thick dirt dripped down his hair. He fell from a high altitude and rolled to the ground. Severe pain spread throughout his limbs, as if his whole body had been broken.
The giant creature's dying gasps echoed in the container, and the brass octopus's rough gasps set off waves of smelly hot wind, spraying on An Yu's face.
After a long time, he slowly moved his fingers in the severe pain, grabbed the ground with his fingers, and pushed himself up.
Ling Qiu fell to the ground among the exploding octopus men, and tentacles formed from the height below his chest, staring directly at him.
An Yu lowered his head and stared at the blood all over his body in confusion for a while, then slowly remembered the accident on the ferry, Area 53 shrouded in miasmatic fog, and himself who followed the tower superpower to this warehouse.
Pain suddenly burst out from deep in his heart. He looked at Ling Qiu and approached him helplessly.
The bright smile of the past seemed to have disappeared forever from those dark eyes. Ling Qiu gasped in pain, and the words he spoke were cold and bone-chilling.
"An Yu, I have protected you for ten years, but you don't hesitate to kill me?"
An Yu's raised foot suddenly froze for a moment, then hesitantly dropped it.
"You are so quick to regard me as a freak and don't bother to associate with me." Ling Qiu laughed sarcastically, choking and coughing out blood foam from his throat. He stared deeply at An Yu, "Kill me, and you can Do you have a foothold in the steeple?"
The throbbing pain in his heart suddenly subsided.
Ling Qiu wouldn't talk like this.
An Yu stopped a few meters away and looked down at the people on the ground. Blood stained those familiar eyes, but those eyes were not as clear as in memory.
Suddenly frightened in his heart, he turned around and his eyes passed over the dying Ryan, Jiang Xiao, Zhu Tao...
