"I am the envoy from the border town, Kelchia. I have come to answer your call." The next person came to bow.
"Kelchia. Welcome." Su Mingan responded.
"I am Free Alliance Andwis. Long time no see, Territory Lord, you are still so young." The next middle-aged man bowed and smiled.
"Long time no see, Andwis, welcome." Su Mingan said.
"Your perfect war decision-making in the 49th year of Cataclysm amazed me. I feel honored to be under your command now." Andwis smiled: "Under your leadership,
Humanity will definitely be able to take back the land and drive out the invading [Tavi]. "
"...Yes, mankind will win." Su Mingan said.
However, after he pretended to die, the voice of the gods did not ring in his ears. Without the command of the gods, how should he win...
He now has to command millions of legions and shoulder the fate of hundreds of millions of humans... His experience of being omniscient, omnipotent, and invincible is obviously just a bubble, but everyone believes in him so much.
Lords one after another swore loyalty to him, medals shone brightly in the room, and gold was everywhere. After receiving hundreds of people, a general with a sinister face squeezed in.
"Regional Lord, in the war arrangement, why do you want our army to take the rear?" The general asked Su Mingan with anger, "Does the Territory Lord think that I am easy to bully, so he wants our army to take the rear?"
Cannon fodder? "
Seeing this, Su Mingan smiled: "I have always heard that Sosa's army is famous for its swiftness. There is no other army that is more suitable for this position than you. Please allow me the honor of seeing your Sosa army."
Honor and valor. "
When I smile, it feels like the spring breeze is blowing on my face. Just like a human self-rescue meeting, the clone smiled brightly at the leaders.
Andewei stretched out his white-gloved hand: "Do you know if you don't have that honor?"
The fat general's cheeks turned red and he coughed: "...then, okay." I held Andewi's hand and let go a moment ago.
"Excuse me." Andewi nodded to me, turned around and walked into the front room.
As soon as I closed the door, I took off my white gloves, threw them away in the trash can next to me like a fly, and replaced them with a new pair of gloves.
Ming sat under the sofa and stared at the sand table under the table. Seeing Andewi push the door and come back, you raised your head and said, "Take a rest for a while, he looks so good."
"There are very few conflicts between the newly promoted generals and the direct lineage of the domain lord, and they can be ignored." Andewi said.
Next to him, Lu thought: "Now the dungeon is retreating to the forefront. Since ancient times, there has been no saying that 'a glass of wine releases military power'. It is abnormal for the heroes to feel scared. Indeed, there is still time to
When resting. "
"Let me rest. I will only be a student after all, and you feel tired..." Yamada Machichi said.
"Andwei, am I a student?" Lu emphasized his tone and looked at Geng Penming: "Yes, Asa Beilise, you are the domain lord."
That was the first time Lu was addressed as "you".
"Whether he wants it or not, when the dungeon assigns him that status, he will have no way to turn back. If you are ten years old, he will definitely know it. You can teach him how to face it." Lu said.
Andewi was silent for a moment: "...Thank you."
"Before seeing the scene of the ruined world, you once again doubted that your actions in establishing the Peak Alliance were right. Heroes will be feared for a long time. You need a seat before the war.
, and he has all the qualities to lead mankind out of the darkness. " Lu said.
"What does he mean...for you to become a pre-war dictator?" Underway said.
"Yes." Lu looked up 2
"I should say...Guardian."
"He carries the lives of hundreds of millions of people behind him."
【Doomsday City · Yuli】
"Li Po, when can you go home..." The older girl tightened her clothes.
We were among the shabby ranks of refugees, covered with frostbite and looking sallow.
We are refugees. When we heard that there was going to be a war, we quickly wanted to find a city to hide in. Thousands of such refugees gathered at the city gate.
"Tuan Tuan, you will be able to retreat from the territory soon..." your grandmother comforted you.
"My mother said after she froze to death that Li Po said in the future that as long as you see the dawn rising, there will be no spring for you, but why did spring disappear again..." The eldest girl said: "Mom
Say, you saw crows under the train when you were a kid, but why are there no crows anymore...Grandma, do you miss your mother..."
Li Po hugged your skinny body tightly and choked with sobs:
"Tuan Tuan. You miss Nini too..."
The period from the second year of the Catastrophe to the 72nd year of the Catastrophe is a history of human suffering.
After the Dawn War, humans suffered from the rule of gods and cruel executions.
In the late stages of the War of Dawn, mankind suffered from raging wars and sudden nuclear explosions.
In the early days of the War of Dawn, mankind was suffering from self-conquest and resource shortages.
The real dawn is always in the future that is connected to us, as if there is no sharp blade to cut off the future. We are greeted with nothing but suffering.
"Hey, the number of refugees in Doomsday City is full. Let them change places! They have been accepted!"
At that moment, the team at the door stopped, and soldiers came to chase people away, their fine iron guns flashing.
Li Po's face turned pale - we traveled hundreds of kilometers to reach the Doomsday Domain, and now we are being driven away again... We moved before we left, and the only outcome was that our hearts were frozen to death on the road.
"Do you mean Doomsday City will take in refugees?"
"I have never heard of a request that the number of people is full. Why did I tell you that it was accepted when you arrived?"
The hope of survival faded, people roared like madmen, and the colorful cloth strips were like waving flags.
"There is going to be a war soon, and the whole city is under martial law. There are too few refugees to be accommodated, so a new policy has been issued. It is said that only the refugees who need help most can retreat to the Doomsday Realm. Okay, they say
Just change places. "The soldier explained, and stopped chasing people away, just like one wave pushing another wave.
"Are you the refugees who need saving the most? Your husband hasn't frozen to death yet!" Thousands of refugees were like a black tide, and all kinds of heart-wrenching voices came out.
"Everyone in my family is dead, and there is a warm stone under me. If he drives me away, he is not forcing me to die!"
"Why is there another war!? Has the War of Dawn begun? What on earth is this Territory Lord doing!"
"I lived and died, lived and died again. Who knows what the hell I am? Later you saw this devil Linguang pushing my body. What kind of bionic body? That's not
Monster? "
Li Po hugged the big boy tightly in her arms to prevent him from being swept away by the sudden surge of people. The blushing people are like monkeys scratching their heads and ears.
You closed your eyes tightly and cooled the big boy's body. We always relied on hugs to keep warm along the way.
"Don't be afraid, Tuantuan, there is no place for you to live. In this world, people are always forced to death..." you said loudly.
Under the domain wall, the sound of a trumpet came, and it was the voice of the captain of the soldiers:
"They definitely want to enter the city to receive rescue. Please ask those refugees to show proof that they are refugees..."
People were stunned.
There is obviously only a wall separating us from survival, but for such a ridiculous reason, we are isolated in the human world. We have no proof...
We roared, scolded, and screamed, but our thin and strong bodies could withstand the wave of soldiers' impact. It was a long time ago that the crowd dispersed reluctantly, and we turned around with numb footsteps.
, took the most desperate journey.
Li Po held the big boy in her arms and moved hurriedly. After taking a few steps, she found a sound in her arms.
You thought Li Sunnan was asleep: "Tuan Tuan, wake up, you have to keep going."
Did the boy move?
"Tuan Tuan, don't sleep. You still have to travel all night."
The boy still didn't move.
Li Po turned the boy over and saw his big pale face, his eyes closed, and his nose was breathless.
The world forcefully turns living people into dead people at an extremely old age.
You leaned forward, trembling, and hugged the frozen boy tightly.
It seems to have become a county tombstone.
【Sumin'aner Valley】
In the valley, Su Ming'aner sat by the stream and helped my fellow appliance men replace parts.
"Dabei, did you hear that there is a war in the Doomsday Realm?" A refrigerator man said: "But starting a war will not solve any problem... The problem now is [our dimension], the total human
Resources have been exhausted..."
Su Ming'an closed his eyes, his white hair flying in the warm wind: "You know."
The grid-like time is eight parallel lines, and the resources required by the Dawn System to build dimensions are always being consumed.
I have heard since then that no one has said that it was "the most critical Kaiusta, related to the fate of the world". Now it is indeed the case, and the eight-dimensional resources have not even come close to being consumed.
critical point.
"I'm afraid Jiurei will be reset in the 72nd year of the Catastrophe..." Su Ming'an bit his finger: "The heart will be collapsed by that dimension, and everyone will be ruined, and there will be no chance of a similar situation again.
. 'Past, present, Future'. They will all collapse at the same time... "
"What should we do, Dabei?" The radio man made a harsh voice.
"Is there any way? Resources can be generated out of thin air. But did [Wewei] give you a way?" Su Min'an'er said: "Hand over Beilise in exchange for resources. Renmei
If you want to live, you can only go through that road. "
I suddenly raised my head.
"He listens." I said, "Here we go again."
Under the sky, the sound spreads throughout the world.
[Hand over Asa Geng Pengming. Push me back to the edge of the world, and you will give them enough wealth and resources to survive...]
[Hand over Asa Beilisse...]
That voice has not echoed for many young people. At first, people were convinced by such nonsense, but as the invasion deepened, no one really received the resources given by [Weiwei], too 4
People are bewitched by [Wo Wei] and become new believers.
The refugees died due to self-expulsion by humans. When they were about to die, [Wewei] gave us resources, saved us, and became our god.
Su Ming'an'er closed his eyes.
"Yes, you have to go and help me so that you can escape from the world again..." Su Min'an'er said, "They stay outside, waiting for you to come back."
The retreat from the war was not smooth.
Because the goal of the war is fundamentally clear.
Kill one red-eyed army, and another will be ushered in. No one will ever be bewitched, and no one will ever be invaded. Andiwei once again released a secret method of screen recording with missionary halo, which can be fatal
The problem is basically that.
Resource shortage is the smallest obstacle to human survival. [One and a half dimensions] Being in a dimension where the bottom and the top are connected, there is a way to get support. Unless the world resets in 1972.
That poor land, without the care of God, became like hell.
The dungeon is open on the eleventh day, night.
In the 65th year of the disaster, the population dropped sharply to seven-eighths of its original size. Among them, death methods such as starvation and freezing account for a small minority.
Andewi was sitting by the bonfire in the ruins, and next to me were the confused Sen and others.
It is certain that the war that followed the 49 Years of Cataclysm was to fight against the gods' camp and establish the domain of gods. That war had almost no purpose, as if it was just killing for the sake of killing. comet
We talked about how many red-eyed enemy soldiers we killed, but the number of people freezing to death was always increasing. The army can kill, but it can save anyone.
It is a never-ending despair.
"What kills humans is the gods, faith, and humans themselves." Sen murmured.
…Tai Shaojiu hopes we hand over the city lord.
Suddenly, I saw Xi stood up.
In the middle of the crowd who were all injured, you hurriedly walked out. Everyone is looking at you who is also covered in injuries.
"Please Xiaojia, you have to give up." Xi said, "You have to protect the people of Doomsday Territory and fight to the last moment."
You lower your head and hold your head high:
"One by one, you would rather freeze to death due to lack of resources. You can also be killed by the bewitched people of [our dimension]... That is not the meaning of your fight."
Ask about the meaning of desperate fighting.
Just for a different way to die.
Your face is covered with frostbite, and the temperature inside is getting higher and higher. This is the heat that goes straight into your soul.
"Commander, handing him over will solve the problem. It will only cause greater despair."
Heart.
You murmured, as if convincing yourself:
"He's the best one can lose."
",..." Andewei said nothing.
Although the times were difficult and there was no guidance from God, I relied on my own judgment of the situation and tried my best to lead people to that year. Are my companions there too?
Abandon, always protect me.
Although it was difficult, people also said that I seemed to have lost my god-like wisdom and became a person with a bad heart.
But we stepped up.
I felt a tightness behind me, and Xi hugged me.
The hug contained no lust, but was just a way for the hot people to keep each other warm.
Your eyes are wet and cold, your breath is cold, and your originally delicate skin is full of scars and frostbite.
When you hugged me one by one, I still felt like I was frozen and had no real feeling.
Your face rubbed against my chest, your lips were split, but you still insisted:
"I will hand him over..."
"Why do we always have to sacrifice him in order to achieve a barely watchable ending..."
"We've already reached that point, who wants to be the first to admit defeat..."
People looked at us.
Has anyone ever said something like "hand over the city lord"?
We struggled in the heat and fought outside in the white night, always hoping that the war would begin and that we could find new resources to explore.
Although what ushered in was not despair.
Human beings are not creatures that struggle to survive, and they have survived to this day for this little bit of humiliating belief.
"...You know, you love them." Andewei put a hand on your thin back.
A subtle song came out, and then it became smaller and smaller. The scarred people sang loudly, behind the burning bonfire, as if they could use it to keep warm and keep hope in their hearts.
A desperate world.
In the long night, only we inspire you and try to retain the voice of the morning star.
We sang songs that originated during the War of Dawn, and lowered our heads in the wind that felt like our hearts were being blown away, as if we could glimpse the dawn.
"There is no singing, is it worth stopping to listen to?
"There is no ideal, worth sacrificing one's life?
"Honey,
"Honey,
"It's his voice..."
"Please don't be afraid outside in the white night,
"Watch the dawn of new life with you,
"You have no freedom...
"The heart is run away by the lamb between 0 and 1,
"Sure butterflies are dancing among the flowers of data,
"Honey,
"Honey,
"Do electric sheep dream of spring...?"
We are a bunch of electronic sheep struggling in a cycle.
Electronic sheep also yearn for spring.
[Historical records indicate that the War at Dawn in the Ruined World (Catastrophe 32 - Cataclysm 72) lasted for seventy years. 】
[Before the start of the "transition period" between Catastrophe 49 and Catastrophe 63, people ended a more desperate war. 】
[That time, we found any enemy. 】
[The smallest enemy... stems from human beings' own desires and greed. 】
[More than 78 million humans died in that heat and hunger. 】
[One by one, according to a total of 2,800 simulation records, human beings chose to hand over Asa Beilise every time. 】
