The bloody scale flashed over Lin Bald's head.
"Boom——!" Lin Guang used another force and pushed Su Ming'an to the wall. A vertical stream of blood slipped from the wall, and there were spider web-like cracks on the wall.
Su Mingan closed her eyes tightly, severe pain came from the back of her head, and her back felt wet and hot.
He didn't resist anymore, his body had lost strength, and there was a "buzzing" in his ears.
The impact caused him to lose the last trace of oxygen, and his consciousness gradually fell into coma. He could only feel black spots like glass shards passing through his mind, like stars passing by.
In his daze, he actually felt warm. He was all too familiar with this feeling of death, and every time it came it was like a moment of rest.
He was too tired.
Confronting a mentally disturbed lunatic like this head-on, considering every clue and weighing every word that won't offend him, is like a beach crab crawling on the edge of a rising tide. If you don't pay attention, you will die.
Luna's death made it difficult for him to smile at Lin Guang calmly.
"I shouldn't let you live... No, I want you to live, but I can't let you live..." Lin Guang's pale fingers pressed harder little by little, and his voice was almost broken.
He repeated meaningless words like a hysterical madman. He pressed his palms as hard as he could, almost forgetting that he was holding a dying person in his hands, not a hard stone:
"Humanity has lost a long time ago... Our struggle has no meaning..."
His body was trembling morbidly, his fingers pinched inside like steel bars, and the softness of his fingertips became colder...
Su Mingan remained motionless.
His head hung slightly, and even his breath disappeared.
Blood dripped stickyly along Su Ming'an's black hair and fell on Lin Guang's cold palm. Lin Guang was trembled by the excitement. The turbid darkness in his eyes slowly faded away. He suddenly realized that Su Ming'an had not moved for a long time. The eyes were closed tightly.
"Bang." Lin Guang suddenly let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted. Su Ming'an's body slid to the ground like a sack, still without any movement.
Lin Guang stared at the warm blood on the back of his hand, his eyes trembling violently.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have done something wrong again.
When he was alone, he would often wonder why Lovis hated him so much. Obviously their relationship was not so bad sixteen years ago. However, as the war progressed, the death toll increased and everything became extremely cruel.
... He stared at Su Ming'an who dragged a long bloody trail on the snow-white wall.
"I'm sorry." Lin Guang said.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He kept repeating.
The cold air mixed with blood flowed into his trachea, and he gasped violently, as if he was being strangled by an invisible hand around his neck. His eyes did not dare to fixate on Su Ming'an's still body.
He wanted to reach out, but quickly pulled his hand back. He was extremely afraid of the scene he saw in front of him - Luvis was motionless and had no sound. It was just like...the outcome he feared the most.
"Lovis, I, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know why this happened, I didn't want to..."
He didn't want to kill him.
"Wow--"
Suddenly, a shadow flashed outside the door, a few pure black tentacles struck like long whips, and a pink-furred fox jumped through the air.
"Let go of that Su Ming'an, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah—"
Like a bolt of thunder falling from the sky, the pink-furred fox was as light as a swallow and passed through the mechanical army with a "swish".
The black tentacles around her grew wildly like water plants, intertwined with magic, and stabbed towards the light in layers.
For a moment, Xiao Ai seemed to have returned and became the extremely powerful god in the sky.
"boom!"
The next second, Xiao Ai became a ball of fox cake on the wall.
Lin Guang's "source" pressed her against the wall, and several of her black tentacles shattered like bubbles, without hurting Lin Guang at all.
Lin Guang had a stern look on his face, and flew up with a kick, like a shot. Xiao Ai bounced out like a ball, jumping up and down on the ground, jumping three meters high every time, with excellent elasticity.
"Cough, cough..."
At this moment, Lin Guang finally heard Su Ming'an's voice.
Su Mingan woke up from coma and almost coughed out his internal organs. Fortunately, he was in a clear state, otherwise he would really be strangled to death.
Due to the rupture of the old wound, the blood from his wound stained his white coat bright red.
His combat power is enough to push through most of the dungeons, but the most difficult plot route for perfect clearance always puts him in contact with people from the underworld like Lin Guang.
He touched his neck and felt a stinging sensation. The blood supply to the brain had been cut off for a long time, causing irreparable damage to the body. There were also problems with breathing and swallowing.
Lin Guang was really ruthless. It wasn't a warning attack, it was really strangling him to death.
Fourteen hours left...
He gasped and suddenly felt a pain in his neck.
He turned his head slightly and saw a glowing white needle piercing the right side of his neck. Lin Guang squatted beside him, pushing the green liquid in the needle with his fingers.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to kill you, so you'd better stop moving." Lin Guang stood up and said, "Good night."
Su Mingan felt a numbness coming from his neck, gradually spreading throughout his body, and he fell to the ground.
"Dang——" The needle fell to the ground, and Lin Guang left the room with a cold expression.
Half a minute after leaving, he returned with a cold expression, pulled Su Mingan onto the bed, and then left the room.
Before leaving, Lin Guang hung an ugly white knot on Su Ming'an's bedside. He didn't know what it was.
"..."
Su Ming'an simply couldn't understand the madman's thoughts, nor the way he made friends.
As early as the moment he entered the City of God, he knew that he would be in such a dangerous situation. But the line for perfect clearance keeps advancing, so he is doing the right thing.
Being beaten, being shot... As long as he can keep advancing this progress bar, it doesn't really matter what he encounters - as long as the clearance route does not deviate, it is the best "encounter" for him.
Lin Guang will die sooner or later, and now he just needs to wait to get his revenge.
He was lying on the bed and suddenly heard a soft noise.
"puff."
The pink-haired dumpling flashed past, and the little love cake squeezed in through the crack in the door, sliding rapidly on the ground. After five seconds, it expanded like a puff pastry, and quickly returned to the shape of a ball of fox.
"Whoa!" She jumped up to his side lightly.
"Be careful of the white knot on the bedside, it may be a trigger trap." Su Mingan said.
"Okay, I won't touch it." Xiao Ai shook her tail: "Why don't you call Su Lin to come and pick you up? You will suffer too much."
How uncomfortable it must be to feel like a vegetative person, unable to control any of his limbs.
"No, my purpose of coming to the City of God has been achieved, and there is no need to waste manpower. Moreover, as long as I am in the City of God, Linguang will always keep its promise." Su Ming'an said.
This kind of pain is nothing compared to the state of alienated emptiness and his more than forty deaths.
"Then you just stay paralyzed on the bed like this? This way you can't cooperate with the outside army." Xiao Ai said: "If the army really comes in, Lin Guang will die with you in the end, and you can't resist. "
"I think death may be 'abnormal' here." Su Mingan thought: "Also, I don't think he will die with me."
"That's not necessarily true. A pervert is a pervert, and he often has perverted thoughts. What if he wants to go to hell with you and be friends?" Xiao Ai shook his big tail. Since he broke away from his status as a god, he seems to have learned by himself. Acting cute.
Su Mingan closed her eyes. He didn't forget that there were twelve cameras in this room. If he said anything bad about Lin Guang again, the situation would be even worse.
Moreover, he believed that the reason why Lin Guang let Xiao Ai go was probably to provide him with a person to talk to who was unable to move...
It's hard for Su Mingan to describe this weirdly twisted friendship. It's like hammering a hole in the wall and carefully filling it in at the same time. The tossing and tossing only made him hate this relationship even more.
He stopped paying attention to the chirping little love and turned his attention back to the bionic body outside.
…
"——Xiao Shuai, Xiao Shuai?"
The cool wind blew past his ears.
Su Ming'an blinked, and Xi Zheng shook his shoulders in panic. Her black hair was messy and spread over her shoulders, and her dark eyes were full of worry.
"...I'm here." Su Mingan's voice was a little hoarse.
This was in the truck, and the sandy landscape outside the window was receding rapidly. A safety knot hangs from the front of the driver's seat, fluttering like a butterfly over bumps.
Sen and Xia Sheng were sitting in the driver's seat and co-pilot in the front. The red sun was setting, and the truck was speeding on the sand. Everything that came into view seemed to be covered with a vermilion film.
The sea of sand is dotted with dead willows. The dry and cold sandy white is like a huge empty wave, which will never end at a glance. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and burnt mosquito corpses.
Su Mingan stared blankly at the scenery outside the window for five seconds before looking at Xi sitting next to her. It looks like they are on their way back to Doom City.
"I see that your body has been motionless. Did something happen in the City of Gods?" Xi said.
"It's okay." Su Mingan shook his head.
He coughed a few times, and the lack of oxygen and blood loss in his body were affecting his spirit.
Xi put her hand on his forehead and measured it before confirming that he was fine.
The bright red safety knot swayed slightly, and the news sounded from the car radio:
[On December 30, 2018, Catastrophe 48, winter, the Freedom Camp Military and Civilian Radio will bring you the latest news——]
[At 3 o'clock this afternoon, Doomsday City received the latest news, and the current progress of the front line is going smoothly. Residents please do not panic, stay calm, and join the city-state in resisting nuclear war. 】
[We have learned that Commander Xia Sheng, the 16th unit of the search team, has brought back a batch of Origin Stone resources and will give priority to arming the frontline legionnaires...]
"Crash..." In the car, the safety knot kept shaking.
Xia Sheng was sitting in the front seat, holding a family photo in his hand.
He caressed the photo, his eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance.
"Xia Sheng, I heard that you adopted a pair of twin orphans just a few days ago?" Sen asked.
"Well, I went back home and brought out two children who had lost their parents." Xia Sheng's voice was low and magnetic: "They are still young, very well-behaved, and don't like to cry."
The vague news broadcast is still playing:
[Today at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, on the main road of Doomsday City's Vice City, he delivered a speech at the Cachar Council Hall, indicating that human victory is no longer far away. He described the current war situation as "the night before dawn" and reiterated that everyone is at this critical moment. You should remain calm. 】
[Doomsday City has suspended all civilian information systems to reduce the risk of internal infiltration. Human civilization will be able to be passed on smoothly...]
"Go home?" Sen remembered that Xia Sheng's parents died in the war.
"It's the old houses in the village. I grew up eating a lot of food." Xia Sheng closed the insulating glass to prevent Su Ming'an from getting smoked. He held a cigarette in his mouth, and the blue flame swayed slightly in his calloused palms:
"The village used to take me in, give me sugar, give me black bread, make me a small wooden sword, give me a slingshot...the old people who took care of me left one by one. When I drove back in the truck a few months ago, I only saw To the empty thatched houses... At that time, my truck was carrying hundreds of white breads and thirty kilograms of sugar.
I promised when I was young that I would take them to a big city after they got married, and told them to eat white bread and drink sugar water every day. The old man and the others smiled and agreed... Now this wish has come true, but no one can give them white bread. "
"Maybe they migrated? It's been more than ten years since the war started. It's possible to change places. They may not be dead." Xi said.
Xia Sheng turned his head, facing out the window, and blew out a smoke ring:
"...I was thinking the same thing at the time, until I walked around the back of the thatched house and saw more than a dozen monuments standing under the slope where I used to play when I was a child, all with names I was familiar with."
Xi said "hmm" and said nothing.
Su Ming listened quietly, and the live broadcast room was filled with New Year's greetings.
[Ming'an, Ming'an, do you want to stay up late tonight? 】
[Shou Sui, you are so stupid. Tomorrow morning at six o'clock is the final deadline for nuclear explosion. It's a shame if you can sleep. 】
【Today is New Year’s Eve! Dreamcatcher wishes you all an early New Year! 】
[Oh, there are still so many people watching the Spring Festival Gala. I saw many people in the square, watching a live broadcast room in one hand and a gala party in the other, watching both channels simultaneously. 】
[I thought Su Mingan would have a good year... When will Baimao die? 】
[I see that other players are celebrating in the city, eating hot pot and setting off fireworks. Why are they so tired when they get to Su Mingan's place...]
[Yue Yue is far away in the city guarding the city, Lu Shu has disappeared, Noel has been invaded by Tavi, the road seems to be not normal, Luna is dead, and there is no news from Yamada Machichi from the god camp. Su Mingan doesn’t have any teammates around him...]
[In the end, there was no one to spend the New Year with him. 】
【……】
Suddenly, Su Mingan heard a rustling movement.
Xi placed a red knot made of rope in Su Ming'an's hand, like a dragon knot.
"Xiao Shuai, this is for you." Xi smiled and said, "Happy Fortune Festival."
