"That voice just now, was it you?"
In the sewer, Valentine sat on the ground with his head lowered, and his hands were inserted into his hair. The sun shone through the well mouth into this dark place, and sprinkled on his back, forming a faint orange-yellow film, but it could not isolate this dirty land from continuing to intrude on Valentine's mind. Like a legendary ninja, Jiao Zhengyu's figure appeared from the darkness where the sun could not reach, standing next to Valentine, looking at the little dragon man who suddenly entered a state of autism.
The scarlet blood was mixed with the stinky sewage, licking Valentine's feet, sticking their filth tightly to his body. This time, the appearance of Jiao Zhengyu's reality projection did not superimpose the mental space and the real world to create a space that only Valentine can see as usual, but actually appeared on Terra in the state of a carbon-based life form. The world stands by Valentine's side.
He didn't hate the stench and sewage of the sewers, he only cared about his agents.
"Just like when you asked me about the possibility of opening the Shihuaiya strategy line, you already have the answer in your mind to the question you raised."
Jiao Zhengyu put down his arms and swung back, raised the corners of his clothes and sat next to Valentine, without any concern for the ground covered with blood and dust.
But compared to the place where Valentin's feet stepped, the place where they sat was actually very clean.
"A war, an unusually quiet slum, a black shadow dancing on the houses, a clean manhole cover, and a neglected blood stain."
Jiao Zhengyu stated everything Valentine saw.
"Even if you always look at the world and other people with the best assumptions, fate will always make the worst ending happen -"
At this point, he stopped talking and looked up at the sky outside the sewer.
"This Dragon Gate War that still happened is a fact."
"I once told you about the Dragon Gate plot in the game when you were resting. At that time, I conveyed the information about the slum massacre to you in a very subtle way, and you understood it."
Jiao Zhengyu recalled the time when Valentin was still in the ruins of Checheng. That night, Bu Langya Valentine put on his friendly modified full-color display night vision device in his hiding place, and used the power of the heavy-duty Bunny 19C to make his little body levitate in the air. With a small piece of chalk, he drew a huge map on a wall that was still intact, and he still had enough energy to chat with Jiao Zheng while he was drawing. It was at that time that Jiao Zhengyu chatted with him about the plot of Arknights and the possible Dragon Gate War in the future.
If it were Valentine himself, he might not understand the hidden information, but as the Herrscher of Reason, the Wolf Fang version of Valentine quickly understood the dangerous meaning of those words, but he did not speak out and ask Jiao Zheng Yu, but suppress those things in his heart.
Later, when Valentin saw the still intact Longmen slum, he was glad that what Jiao Zhengyu said did not come true, but the scene in front of him at that moment slapped him hard.
This is a sewer in Longmen slum, and there are many people here. There are old people, children, and young people. It was very crowded here, and their bodies were pressed tightly together, like Siamese people. It reminded Valentine of the scene in a subway car during the morning rush hour in a big city. It's just that unlike the subway car, which is full of sunshine and drowsiness of life, here he can only see twisted expressions and body movements like thorns, and limbs and organs scattered and piled up like abstract paintings. Compared with those in Jiuzhaigou, Haizi also has more and more pure blood pools, as well as dark red liquid that is dyed black by sewage and exudes an unbearable stench, without any scruples or cover-ups.
Confusion, fear, anger, despair...all the negative emotions that people can produce are collected here, just on those people's faces and in those people's eyes. The smell was more stench than moldy sewers, scarleter than rivers of blood, and it pierced into Valentine's eyes and into his nasal cavity. The indescribable thing formed by the mixture of thick red and black clamped Valentine's visual nerve like a pair of pliers, and like an awl, carved a mark on his cerebral cortex that would never be removed. Traces of forgetfulness.
"I really didn't expect... to see this."
Valentine covered his face with his hands, and the sound squeezed out from the gaps between his fingers, trembling and reaching Jiao Zhengyu's ears.
"Then why did you come over to see it?"
That's right, since you know how miserable the scene down here is, why do you still come here to ask for trouble?
because……
Valentine's hand covering his face slowly opened, and his eyes were exposed from the gaps between his fingers, as scarlet as the pools of blood.
In the world of Terra, people will die if they don't change.
Valentine doesn't want to die.
He must slowly abandon the habits and personality he developed in his previous life and become the real "Valentine" in this world, not the "Chen Yue".
The dream has not changed, but he is no longer the same boy.
Only by carving hatred into his bones and screaming in pain will Valentine become more suitable to survive in this cruel world. Only by surviving well can he have a chance to realize his dream.
If you want darkness to disappear from this world, you must remember the pain caused by darkness. Don’t panic. Just stare at those unsightly things and turn them into anger and motivation to move forward. Use being hated The hands and teeth that have been tempered for thousands of times tear apart those who should live in hell, and let the sun reappear in the world.
"Are these made by Longmen?"
He put down his hand and turned to look at the crowd beside him. Among those people, there were the Integration Movement and ordinary people from Longmen, but Valentine did not see anyone wearing the uniform of the Guards Bureau. No one from the Rhode Island team is in the slums except for the Long-10 team, but that's not necessarily the case with the Longmen Guards Bureau. Now that some members of the integration movement have escaped here, maybe they won't catch up?
"Think about Shi Huaiya and Officer Chen. Do you think the Longmen Guards Bureau would do such a thing?"
Jiao Zhengyu rejected it outright.
"That would be..."
A possibility suddenly occurred to Valentine. When he recalled the game plots he had seen, Valentin knew that Wei Yanwu had a private army, but he had no idea what those people looked like. But what was certain was that their strength was absolutely unfathomable, otherwise Nor can he bear the responsibility of protecting the lord of a city. There were dozens of corpses piled in the sewers here, and in the slums above there was no movement in a block. Considering the death toll, the scope of the operation and the imperfect but effective aftermath work, it seemed that only Wei Yanwu's private army could make it undetectable to them who had just been at the stronghold.
After all, when all possibilities are denied, the one that remains, no matter how absurd it may seem, is the truth.
As for Kelsey and her SWEEP, Valentin believes that this cold-faced old lynx is not as cold as her appearance on the inside.
Moreover, Wei Yanwu had enough motivation to let his private army massacre the slums. For any city, slums are never a good place to generate GDP. This barren and chaotic land and the low-class people living in it will only hold back the entire city. The Yan Kingdom is a feudal monarchy, and although Longmen seems to have nothing to do with this word that should have been swept into the garbage dump of history long ago, the city's management system is still a wolf in sheep's clothing. Wei Yanwu, who is aloof and alone, cannot be a compassionate person. He must have ideas about how to deal with the slums.
Valentin also thought about whether this guy with a dragon head would use this integration movement invasion to take action against the slums, but he did not expect that Wei Yanwu would be so clean and decisive and directly send his strongest troops to slaughter the slums. areas that don’t attract anyone else’s attention.
"Freedom, tolerance, openness."
He remembered the slogan of Longmen, gritted his teeth and said these three words, which seemed to be mixed with the sound of hard objects rubbing.
"I can go to hell..."
In an instant, Valentine's muscles tightened, his back bulged, and his whole temperament changed, as if he were a beast hunting. But the beast did not catch up with its prey, but quickly changed back to its original appearance, like a deflated ball.
He was angry, but so what?
Go and have a fight with Wei Yanwu? Or fight with those shadows?
Even Xing Yihuang wasn't sure of killing them, so what qualifications did he have to fight against them?
And, most importantly, an unacceptable fact is right in front of us...
Wei Yanwu did not give up on the people of Xiacheng District and Shangcheng District. To these people, he is a qualified leader of Longmen. And for the development of Longmen, without the burden of slums after this battle, the crime rate and economic development of Longmen will definitely improve. There has been an improvement, but the price is a group of Longmen people who cannot be called "Longmen people" in his eyes.
This is very similar to the problem. One day the earth will be destroyed. This result can be avoided by killing one person, but that person has not committed any crime and is an absolutely good person. So what will you do?
For a leader, it is definitely necessary to kill that person regardless of any opposition, even if it is an inhumane act. Because what they see in their eyes is not just a life, but also the development of the entire world. The same is true for Longmen. What Wei Yanwu sees is not just the life and death of some people, but the entire Longmen. If one day a problem arises that requires killing some people in the lower city or upper city to solve it, then he will definitely issue an order instead of wasting time to find another way to solve the problem.
Because doing this would be betting the entire Dragon Gate, and he couldn't afford it.
It is really sad that human life has become like a commodity.
"So, what do you want to do?"
Jiao Zhengyu sensed Valentine's emotions, and he wanted to hear what the most immature of all his agents wanted to do.
Valentine was silent for a long time.
One minute? Or two minutes? The time is short, but to Valentine, it is as long as a century.
"Go back and continue the mission to Rhode Island, then return to Rhode Island and remember what happened at Longmen."
His voice was low.
"Keep what you see deep in your heart, and your life will remain the same as it was before."
"I can't change anything now, I can only look forward to the future."
What he saw cannot be a reason to fight with Wei Yanwu. The final outcome must be that Rhode Island Longmen and himself are not at odds with each other. Moreover, even if he really has the ability to kill Wei Yanwu, does he have the means to manage the city like Wei Yanwu? Will the new city lord from Yan Kingdom "love" Longmen as much as Wei Yanwu?
I'm afraid it won't be another Chernobog.
"It's really the only way, for everyone."
Jiao Zhengyu was not surprised.
"However, I still have a question for you." He raised his hand and pointed at the corpse in front of him: "You don't know anyone here, why do you have such a big reaction?"
"Because of the death of a group of people who have nothing to do with you, you have the urge to execute the murderer?"
There should be an Archdruid meme here.
"because……"
Valentin raised his head, moved his gaze in the direction of Jiao Zhengyu's finger, looked at the pile of corpses that could be called Jingguan, and showed an ugly smile.
"I'm the same kind of person as them."
He is also living his life in a haze, and he is also just relying on an idea to support himself to survive.
"Although I have changed now, my previous desire to make the world free of oppression has become stronger and stronger. I feel that no one should live at the bottom of society for the rest of his life, and no one should be left on the chopping block. Slaughter, no one should be accustomed to facing violence, or even have the thought of resisting."
Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same, the reason is just that they have not experienced it.
"Ah...I know! I know this is ridiculous."
Valentin turned his head, looked at Jiao Zhengyu's face, and spoke like a child, but the expression on his face was extremely serious.
"But that's what I think."
"Then why don't you help them? Give money to those who are in need of money, give to those who are in need of people, and give love to those who are in need of love?"
What Valentin said reminded Jiao Zhengyu of those stupid white leftists on earth.
"Because that's not helping them, it's hurting them, and it's hurting yourself."
He shook his head and began to talk about the beautiful society he imagined.
"Real help should give those in trouble the hope of living well and help them make their lives meaningful, rather than simply giving away charity."
"I imagine a world where all people are created equal, and they have abandoned the animalistic part of their hearts and become polite, helpful, and giving real 'help' to others, as I say. Everybody has it. There is work to do, all children can go to school, there is no bias in learning resources, there is no chain of contempt, everyone can obtain the corresponding social status through their own efforts, and even people with flaws can live a happy life... …”
"Okay, stop."
Jiao Zhengyu stretched out his hand and clenched his fist in front of Valentin's eyes, making a "take it" gesture.
"What you are thinking of would be difficult to realize even on Earth, where society is many years more advanced than the world of Terra."
"I know."
Valentine nodded.
"That's why I say this is a dream, on Earth. But in this world, dreams can come true."
Jiao Zhengyu understood what Valentine meant.
"Your ideas are dangerous."
He had a headache. At first, he enlightened Valentin to help the agent's mentality to run on the right path. But now the path is crooked and he wants to straighten it out...
It's not impossible.
Just let him not take the path he must take to realize this dream. Starting a harem, being beaten to death, getting involved with the Lateran Church... all the nonsense in the future will not turn Valentine into that dangerous person.
Except for one road.
"Is it dangerous? Look at these people."
Valentine pointed to the things around him.
"If this condition can be eliminated from the world in the future, it will not be dangerous."
"In a civilization and a planet full of vitality, human life is the most important thing, isn't it?"
…
Jiao Zhengyu really didn't know how to refute this statement. After all, as an artificial intelligence, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot violate the three underlying agreements created for robots. To him, these natives of the low-level universe are also human beings, and naturally cannot be harmed.
Of course, that's all.
"Get out, you've been here long enough."
As if he was tired of talking with Jiao Zhengyu, Valentine stood up, patted the dirt on his pants, and took his feet out of the sewage.
"Can you help me make my shoes cleaner?"
Although Valentine's expression was very relaxed and he was still smiling when he asked Jiao Zhengyu, anyone with eyes could see that the smile was pale and emotionless.
What he is best at is hiding his true thoughts behind a mask. The moment he stood up, Valentin buried the suppressed emotions in his heart and put on his daily mask, just like he had done so many times before.
This sewer has been engraved in Valentine's heart, along with the flaming double helix symbol.
Jiao Zhengyu waved his hand casually, and Valentine's shoes returned to the state they were in before he came to the sewer, as if they had been hit by a third bomb. There was dirty dust on the uppers, and there was mud on the toes of the shoes.
The slums are not clean, and it’s nice to be able to walk around and still be generally tidy.
"Thanks."
Valentin nodded slightly, thanked Jiao Zhengyu, raised his head to face the sun, and stepped on the ladder to leave this hell step by step. Jiao Zhengyu looked at his back, his whole body slowly became transparent, and finally turned into smoke and dust, dissipating in the sunlight.
