"Brother...I owe you a life..."
After a long time, Zhang Chulan pulled out his arm expressionlessly, and the two bodies fell to the ground entangled.
No one noticed that there was a faint light shining between the two entangled 'corpses'.
To be precise, it was Sun Haoran's chest that was broken open.
The egg with unknown function that he had always hung on his chest like an ornament was gradually entering his body.
When the chest was cut open just now, blood spattered on the egg, and invisible fine cracks began to spread on the egg.
It was as if something was born from within.
In the end, the egg disappeared, and the thing born inside completely merged with Sun Haoran.
"What's going on here?"
Perhaps it was because the two of them should have finished their work and returned to the company long ago but had not returned for a long time. People from the company came here.
They saw Zhang Chulan standing in trance in front of the corpse.
Perhaps because it was his first time to kill someone with his own hands, or perhaps because he regretted killing the man who had been working with him for a day, Zhang Chulan seemed to have not been able to recover from what had just happened.
until……
"What happened to this man? Did he faint from injury?"
Someone asked Sun Haoran as he moved away from being entangled with the body of the out-of-control hybrid.
"Damn, there's so much blood on the work clothes. I thought I had to collect another corpse. Is it the enemy's blood?"
"!?"
Hearing the complaints from people around him, Zhang Chulan's dull eyes finally regained their vitality.
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"Is this... death?"
dark.
There is no light at all.
In the endless darkness, Sun Haoran slowly opened his eyes. He touched his chest. The strange thing was that there was no scar where it should have been penetrated, and there was no wet and sticky feeling of blood on his hand.
His eyes lit up in the darkness, moving left and right to observe everything around him.
Everywhere you look is darkness.
In the pitch darkness, even he himself was not aware that his original light golden eyes flashed a trace of scarlet as if stained with blood, gradually turning towards red gold.
"Are you willing to die like this?"
A sharp and harsh voice asked this question.
"Nonsense, who wants to die if he can live..."
Sun Haoran frowned and answered.
He didn't know where he was now, whether he was alive or dead, and he didn't know where the voice came from.
But now, it seems that he can do nothing except answer the other party's questions. Like a prisoner trapped in a small dark room, he can only accept interrogation.
"Why did you do that if you knew you were going to die?"
The voice asked again.
"Because... I don't want to run away anymore."
"But haven't you escaped and survived in the past ten years?"
"No, it's different."
"What's the difference?"
"I was just escaping from reality and my incompetent self, but I never said I was afraid of death."
"But you just said you wanted to live."
"I'm just saying that no one wants to die if they can live."
"What's the difference?"
"..."
There was a brief silence in the darkness.
"Okay, let me change the question again."
After a long time, the voice said again.
"Are you angry?"
"Of course angry."
"Angry about what?"
"Angry at one's own incompetence."
"Do you regret it?"
"What do you regret?"
"I regret that you failed due to incompetence."
"If you said that... you should have regretted it. But that doesn't matter anymore."
"Why?"
"Because just now, I understood a truth."
"What's the point?"
"The most valuable time in life is not when you finally achieve success, but when you are full of expectations and uneasiness about the future. Success, failure, and obstacles are not the most important. I should not choose to 'give up' because of failure."
"Is this what you have gained in ten years?"
"I think so."
"Then you want to continue?
If losing is painful, are you still afraid of giving?
If falling is suffering, do you still want to be happy?
If confusion is suffering, should it begin or end?
If pursuit is bitter, is it strength or stubbornness? "
"I have no idea."
"have no idea?"
"I only know that even if our hands and feet are broken tomorrow, our collars and cuffs will still be straight."
"Hahahahahahahaha -" wanton laughter impacted Sun Haoran's soul, "Very good, then go ahead, resist, fight, roar the world. Make him turn the world upside down, and from now on, let the world Remember our names!"
Accompanied by wild laughter, the darkness in front of him shattered instantly like a shattered mirror, and Sun Haoran felt as if the whole world was trembling.
This strange dark space exploded, as dazzling as brilliant fireworks reflected on a broken mirror, and he realized that the world was shattered.
No, what was shattered was the entire universe, just like the Big Bang at the beginning of all things, but this time it was man-made.
Light, heat, elements, magnetic fields, particles... everything seemed so fragile and vulnerable in the face of this sudden burst of violent force.
In the face of this power, even time and space will be shattered.
Sun Haoran felt as if he was also broken. In front of this endless power, he was mixed with this endless torrent, enveloped and swallowed up, like falling into the deepest part of the endless ocean. Every corner of his body was filled with power. , the senses gradually become numb, and only the powerful heartbeat of the ancient god of physical energy echoes in this space...
…
No temperature, no sound, no touch.
Consciousness is gradually disappearing, and then reawakening on the edge of disappearing.
When darkness and light met, his vision became extremely mottled, like the noise on an old TV screen coming towards his face. The picture gradually became clearer, and Sun Haoran finally woke up from the chaos.
When he looked at everything around him again, he found himself in a pure white room. The smell of disinfectant around him told him that this was a ward.
This is a double ward, with a white curtain separating the two beds. The two people lying on the bed are Sun Haoran and Zhang Chulan, who were injured in the attack.
Sun Haoran's bed is on the window side.
It's night now. Looking out from under the pure white curtains blown by the breeze, you can see the dark night full of stars and the city with brilliant neon lights.
"So, am I still alive?"
Sun Haoran was lying on the bed a little confused.
He remembered that he was disemboweled by the out-of-control hybrid and patched up by Zhang Chulan. According to the injury, he should be hopeless.
It wasn't until he raised his arms to confirm that his body was still feeling, that he felt no pain when he touched his chest, and felt that everything that happened before was like a dream.
