Su Mingan looked at the people singing.
He must have seen it wrong and was hallucinating.
Otherwise, how could he see the shadow of a white dove in the reflected eyes of these people, holding the green branches of spring in its mouth.
": Xiaoshuai, you will definitely succeed. When we find new resources, everyone will be rescued..." Xi whispered, tugging at his clothes.
"Okay." Su Mingan promised. He saw the frostbite on Xi's face, one after another, wrinkled with her smile, like a blooming rose.
"You made a promise, don't cheat, don't leave." Xi said.
"Yes, I promise." Su Mingan said.
For the first time, he intuitively experienced this kind of large-scale war.
This world is very similar to his, as if he has stepped into Zhai Xing in the midst of war. Everyone he met had their own thoughts; everything he experienced
It contains feelings that cannot be copied; what he is in is not like a copy of the game, but like a real large-scale world.
When the group is excited, human beings can rationalize all negative emotions such as fear, panic, pain, numbness, etc., and point the spearhead at a clear goal. but
Today, people have no goals. Their biggest enemies are their own hunger and cold.
This enemy is almost impossible to defeat.
There is no means of revenge - people can't even see the shadow of the enemy, they can only feel that their world is being invaded bit by bit. The more enemies you kill, the worse you become.
To be confused…
11. What are they fighting for?
11. Who can their weapons be aimed at?
Human beings will always die from greed, and Xia Xianyu will always die from the country, no matter how many times it happens. God is always in the place where we touch, low and low in people's presence.
Bian Gaoyu.
"You feel like you are trapped..." After getting drunk, Xi leaned under me and made a sound like a big cat taking a nap:
"...What are you trapped in? Why do you keep trying to get free... Marshal, he is so stupid, does he know..."
You stood upright and fell drunk to the ground, your cheeks turned red.
"Lord, please take you to rest." Sen said.
"Okay." Xia Xianyu said.
Sen Kelstia hugged Xi like a young grandson. My gray hair glowed with a crystal glimmer in the firelight, which must have removed the wrinkles on my face. I
It's still like 32 years after the disaster. Akto looked so heroic when he first saw me.
However, when I picked you up and stood up, my ankle made a "click" sound, which seemed to be the sound of bones. My backward spine dragged my trembling body, step by step back.
, shoulders were filled with the burden of years, and even the red cloak in front of him had faded.
Others came to toast and invited Xia Xianyu to sing softly together, and Akto shook his head. I passed the drunken people and returned to my marching tent.
I sat behind the scattered war sand table for a long time.
The barrages were like snowflakes, crossing my field of vision. Today is the eighth day of the first lunar month, and people are still in a New Year atmosphere. The heat and despair outside are all related to us.
I lay under the table and squinted for a while until everyone inside fell asleep.
In the early hours of the morning, I left the tent covering the hidden area of space without waking anyone up. Few people sleep on the ground, no one curls up with narrow leaves, and no one leans on branches to sleep.
Sleepy, there is a smoky red wine warmth in the air, and the bonfire is still "popping" at night.
A figure was waiting for me in the tree.
Akto put away the space field: "What's the matter?"
Noel took on the white robe: "You come and give him the latest battle situation. He is going back to the Doomsday Domain for the time being."
Akto said: "Did something happen in Doomsday City?"
"Yes, the Doomsday Domain Qiu Shou has fully retreated..." Noel said, looking at Akto's expression: "But you want to tell the rest... Akto, not everyone is {
He was unjust, and no one was willing to hand him over. People's relatives are about to freeze to death, so we can sacrifice a human hero who saved us..."
Xia Xianyu said: "It must be said, you understand."
Have I ever complained about those who choose to live, or have I ever hated them.
"Want to take a walk with you? Let's talk about clues," Noel said.
"Let's go." Akto said.
I happened to be asleep.
What a wonderful walking experience it is to walk outside in the white night with no light. Surrounded by ghostly dead trees. However, Akto's expression was very relaxed, as long as he wanted to
It's thinking that makes the best trip for me.
Akto thought that when the dungeon was first opened, Noel pushed my wheelchair and ran through the ruins of the Measurement Domain, dragging the long dragon that the players were chasing. The rain fell very lightly that day and was gray
It was foggy, like smoke and dust floating all over the sky. The blond old man said to me - Xia Xianyu, you run away, don't worry about those humans anymore, run away outside the game, try your best.
Go far away, to a place where no one can see you and no one can blame you.
Yet all seven knew it was possible.
So before that, Noel separated his soul and body with puppet silk and staged a puppet show that spanned eighty-eight weeks.
None of us can give up anything even if we die.
So we can escape even if we die.
Noel raised a lantern, and the yellow light dispersed the thick night fog, like a dim morning star. I was walking behind, and the rustling sound in the woods sounded like t
It became a musical sound.
"Actor, he thinks... when order and law completely collapse, will the world end up in that kind of apocalypse?" Noel murmured: "Too few people want him to die, then what else will happen?"
Where does 'justice' come from? "
"Anything that hinders oneself is regarded as 'no way to death'. There is no notarization that can judge the correctness of actions. Every day, there is no new 'personal law'
They formed a new code from their own mouths to maintain that rule with strength. "Noel said:
"Everyone holds the code in his heart and becomes a 'judge' like Tredia, judging whether a person is sick with his naked eyes, and asking those who are 'judged'
The author's ending comes in accordance with the order in our hearts - above the temptation of self-dimension, his survival follows the survival and wishes of a small number of people, so he has a shallow place in everyone's heart.
Every act outside the code is regarded as a 'survival violation', and his breathing and heartbeat are protected by order. "
Noel is a man who lives his life thoroughly.
My voice floats in the dark woods, as if the fog behind my eyes is gradually lifting
"In other words - one by one"
Noel said:
"People have not judged his ending in place of reasonable order and small situations. His death has been written into the code of our hearts."
Xia Xianyu walked quietly.
"But that's his fault," Noel said.
"The Akto you know is like that, but in just a few days, he is far less silent than in the Fourth World." Noel said: "The number one player is Zhai Xing
Hope's number one player. Asa Sumingan is a hero in the eyes of the residents of the ruined world. And Akto... is just the Akto who talks to you. "
I looked up.
It's raining.
The cold night rain wetted the charred forest leaves and sprinkled them on our shoulders. When the cold rain came, tens of thousands of people froze to death again. The disaster in that world happened {
It can implicate hundreds of thousands of people, which is comparable to the number of casualties in subsequent copies.
"You haven't had a wish for a long time." Akto said: "You really don't want your life to be happy and joyful..."
I'll say it again.
That was my first true words tonight.
"It's very difficult to achieve," Noel said.
"Hmm. It's difficult to achieve." Akto said.
At night: light rain makes people feel sticky and hot. Noel held out his umbrella, which still blocked the sloping rain. The heat was like a thin needle pricking our bodies.
"Actor, you have been watching until his end, and his future is completely unpredictable..." Noel said.
"You have no ending." Akto said.
Ding, ding, ding.
The rain hit under the umbrella, and the light rain swallowed up our sight, covering us like a cover. The seven people huddled in the rain, like fish waiting for the tide to come, surrounded by fine cold rain.
The sharp sword that the Buddha wields above his head leaves only a piece of heaven and earth for breathing.
Approaching the camp, Noel stopped.
"Send him to the far side of the camp and go back to the domain first." Noel said, "Remember, you are going back to Doomsday City for the time being."
"Okay." Xia Xianyu took Nuoer's umbrella and watched Nuoer's figure gradually disappear in the rain.
When approaching the camp, Xia Xianyu heard no one arguing.
These are the voices of Sen Kelstia, Anjie, Jocelyn and others. Akto approached quietly and loudly and saw dozens of people standing in the shade of the trees talking loudly.
"One by one, I can tell you that you are an omniscient and omnipotent god! In the past eight years, I have fought and won. I can save you. Why did you hand me over? When God is
, why do you have to sacrifice yourselves to beat the gods? "Jocelyn's voice was very high.
"Yes, the saddest thing for mankind is to surrender its heroes." Sen responded.
"One by one, do you have to have your entire army destroyed and everyone at the front frozen to death outside the snow to prove Jiurei's character? You also want to hand over the city lord, but Da Ke I
It's so slow..." Anjie said.
Sen said: "Maybe what he said is right, but you can do that, Anjie. You ask, do you want Xiaojia to survive, but what you actually did is handing over the domain lord...
"How could you do it! How could you do it! I saved you!" Anjie blushed, her eyes were red, and she was extremely capable: "But if you do that, how can you do it?
Well, if you are so cold that your fingers move slowly, then you can bring about the end of the world..."
After dozens of minutes of chatting at a high pitched voice, they returned to the camp, pretending that nothing had happened. Anjie cried as she walked, you have the right to follow your conscience.
Perhaps, such arguments have happened countless times, but Akto has never seen it.
Xia Xianyu stood nearby for a long time until her body became cold.
With a "click", the pill box opened. I took out four pills, stuffed them out of my mouth, and squinted my eyes.
",...haha."
In the shaky, neon-like vision, I suddenly smiled. He laughed so hard and muffled that he didn't wake up anyone. I covered my mouth to prevent that Mo {
His wonderful laughter leaked out.
People love Asa Su Ming'an, who is always wise and steady. When I lose Su Ming'an's wisdom like a god, no one will love me again.
In that world, there is help and love for a reason.
Sure enough.
I hummed loudly the tune that Noel had hummed before, and my figure gradually disappeared into the shadows:
"How can you forget my words and doubt that the sun will rise tomorrow,
"You once made an eternal promise with spring, but now you are afraid that spring will leave before you..."
In the early morning, people discovered that Su Mingan had met.
"Field, Territory Lord, you have finished all the wine, and I actually drank one sip..." Sen stood up with a hangover, and found that there was no one outside the little marching canopy.
The bread fell to the ground, and I stared at the empty tent and realized something.
Next to the war sand table, several paragraphs of large characters were left. The paper was crumpled, as if it had been soaked in rain. Underneath the paper is Akto's handwriting.
goodbye.
Stay alive.
People looked at the note and realized what the domain master had done. Sen spoke to the empty Territory Lord's seat. Anjie covered her face and shed tears.
"I'm going to the edge of the world..."
"You knew there would never be that day..."
Everyone was sad for a long time, no one cried loudly, no one shed tears silently, and no one fainted with sadness.
But no one rushed out.
Is there anyone who can follow the obvious footprints in the ground to stop the domain lord from leaving? Has anyone tried to stop our city lord, hug me, and tell me that I am about to jump into the world?
Damn, it's too hot outside.
It was as if at that moment, everyone suddenly accepted that fact. With the lives of so few family members and friends behind us, we have the means to take the step that stands in our way.
Fate is like a torrent that cannot be reversed, pushing me to the altar of the world.
Under the altar, was there anyone holding me back?
Among a total of 2,800 simulations,
Yes, Jiulei was forced to hand over Su Ming'an every time.
It was Su Mingan who walked out on his own every time.
"Ding dong!"
He completed a time node, the edge of the world.
Obtain Xia Xianyu’s memory [3/4]
Akto stepped on the mud.
I leaned against a small tree, closed my eyes, and let the rain slide down my neck.
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