When Russell shouted that sentence, Zhou Jinru was confronting Talulah.
He moved slowly and stared at Tallulah's face: "What should I call you?"
Tallulah bowed slightly: "I can accept any title you know."
"I thought you wouldn't admit it."
"That's hard to say. Without your revolver, maybe I could have other faces."
Zhou Jinru tilted his head: "Why don't we each take a step back and leave here first? To be honest, I don't like those seafood very much."
"I dont like it either."
Tallulah put down her sword and said calmly: "Put down your gun. If you think you can kill me, you might just kill her."
Zhou Jinru was unmoved: "If you are willing to give up a qualified heir, how long will it take to find another one? The world will not wait for you."
"I have many ways, without your concern."
Tallulah grabbed Mephisto's hand, turned around and slashed it with a sword. The raging dragon flames destroyed all the dense deep sea monsters in the corridor, completely destroying the passage. The collapsed building structure formed a brand new road, leading to the passage. The way to the outside world.
Watching the dragon girl leave, Zhou Jinru slowly lowered his arms and relaxed his tense nerves a little. Tallulah in the deep sea state put great pressure on him. He didn't even dare to shoot because six bullets were likely to be fired. If you can't kill the opponent, then everything will be hard to say.
Tallulah's retreat eased the tense atmosphere, and the few people present had no reason to be hostile.
"Now it's your turn."
Russell stared at Zhou Jinru, waiting for his decision.
Zhou Jinru put away the revolver, shook his head and said: "Someone has already chosen. I don't want to change the answer. I am not from the Rust Belt. I am not qualified to judge you. Mr. Timos, I have heard a saying, 'When you are in the wilderness, When people lack food, even the sages who helped them gain freedom become hateful. If you need more help, Rhode Island is willing to reach a cooperation agreement and sign a reasonable written contract. This is my sincerity."
He hugged Miss Marmot's waist from behind, took out the hook gun that Mr. KFC gave him, and with a bang, the rope hook flew to the erected ceiling, and the two of them jumped into the air and left the central control room.
Li was hugged by Zhou Jinru, clinging to his chest, and asked in a low voice: "Doctor, are Rhodes Island really going to be transferred to Dimos?"
Zhou Jinru let go of his hand, removed the rope hook and put it away, explaining: "This is Rhode Island, but it is not our Rhode Island. If someone is willing to transfer it, that is his business. As for everything the Rust Belt people are fighting for, They paid the price and took back their destiny. This has nothing to do with us, and my sincerity has already been brought. The way to cooperate is to cooperate with each other, rather than wishful thinking, which will rob us all and not be able to support us. Rust Belt.”
At this point, his tone changed: "I asked you to leave, why are you still here?"
"I'm worried about you..."
Li lowered her head in embarrassment. She couldn't do anything to help her. Instead, she needed the doctor to distract her.
Now is not the time to talk. There will be plenty of time to reflect in the future. Zhou Jinru patted Li's arm and motioned for her to follow.
Li looked at Zhou Jinru's back and bit his lower lip. The doctor had changed a lot compared to before, and his skills were also good. Tallulah's injuries should have been caused by him. When did he become so powerful?
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There were only three people left in the central control room, Russell, Kesha, and the eldest brother who stayed to take care of them. The undead disappeared without knowing when.
"Father."
Kesha grabbed Russell's clothes. The middle-aged man's body was quite strong and he could protect his daughter. He was not afraid even in the face of two fierce gods, and even dared to point his sword at the two men.
Russell turned around, looked at his daughter, and asked patiently: "What on earth did you see?"
"I, I saw a lot of things. I saw the moment my life stopped. Everything was illusion, like a dream. I don't know if I am alive or not."
Facing Kesha's panic, Russell pursed his lips and held her hand firmly: "You are a living person, why should you deny yourself? You have been sick for a long time, and now you are cured. Everything is a new beginning, that The doctor from Rhode Island said the same thing. You see his relationship with the female operator. I guess they are lovers. He should have many such lovers because he likes to call them wings. He has many wings. .”
"Father?"
"Kesha, you deserve a new beginning. Your life has just begun."
Russell let go of his hand, raised the short sword in his hand, looked at the sword body carefully, and then inserted it into the console.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath. The rain hit his face and slipped from his wrinkled forehead. His cloudy eyes were full of nostalgia:
"Kesha, I have done many wrong things in my life, and I have sorry for many people. However, I am the master of St. Aral and the ruler of the Rust Belt. If I don't admit it, I will not admit it. I have always been indebted in my heart. It's your mother, she's a good woman, she hasn't been comfortable with me for a few days, and sometimes I wonder if if I work harder, she can survive."
He opened his hands and counted them one by one: "I spent the first half of my life working on machine tools to make a living. I have craftsmanship, technology, enthusiasm, and hope. As long as I work hard, I can always live a better life. I dream that one day Be the master of your destiny and live for yourself,"
"Later I learned that a Rust Belt person does not deserve hope. We have no mobile city of our own and no future. Saint-Aral is the largest city in the Rust Belt. It is both an industrial city and a trading city, but it is still lifeless. , young people will leave here in order to find a way out. In the past few years, I walked through the south side of the city several times, which is the area where you went to elementary school. There were old houses there, which were repaired and still inhabitable. Looking at them, I really wanted to set the city on fire and let our young people come back to rebuild their homes, but on second thought, we should have our own mobile city and hold our destiny in our own hands."
He put away the third finger: "That year I took you to St. Martin to find Ivanov for help. He was a very persevering person and very humane. He said that you have to fight for things like destiny by yourself. , instead of relying on the pity of others. At that time, we were still young and could still sit and drink together. Halfway through the drink, he said that we could save the world together. After all, everyone has to die one day, why not fight while we are still alive? What? I am a conservative person who prefers to stay in my hometown, but he is a very ambitious person. St. Martin is too small to accommodate Ivanov but not Deimos."
"But ambition will grow. It eats the food called power and expands rapidly. I went from controlling Saint Yaral to controlling the entire Rust Belt. In just four years, I expelled Colombia in the fifth year. The Archons in the Rust Belt, they thought about dealing with me, but they couldn't find my weakness, and with Ivanov covering for me, I got my wish and became the master of the Rust Belt."
Russell sighed: "But it doesn't work now. Ivanov is dead. Colombia, after integrating San Martin, will soon come to deal with us again. The oppression in the past seems to have gone away, and it will be imposed on us again." When the time comes, the oppression will become even more intense. I made a choice for the Rust Belt people, come on, Kesha, come here."
The middle-aged man grabbed the girl's hand tightly and let her fingers wrap around the hilt of the sword inserted into the console.
"Of course there is no operating lever on the console. In fact, there is no need for an operating lever because its former owner transferred the control to me for a necessary price."
"Dad, dad..."
The corners of Russell's mouth rose slightly, and he said happily: "As a husband, I failed, and as a father, I also failed. I am old and can no longer fight, but young people are always smarter than us. The new era is yours. , let us, the remnants of the old era, do something more."
The big hand covered the small hand and slowly pushed the hilt of the sword. A clicking sound came from the console. The color close to black and white slowly receded. Their faces regained some brilliance. The third layer of dreams was lifted.
The back of the girl's hand felt cold, the rain fell, and the man holding her hand disappeared without a trace. A pendant fell from the console next to her, and inside was a photo of a young couple, with their arms in their arms. Holding the newly born baby in her arms, her happy smile was extremely bright.
