On a piece of green grass, the sun was pouring down, and Mo Li opened his eyes leisurely. The girl with red shoes had been waiting here for a long time.
Mo Li touched his brain, which was a little confused due to excessive sleep, and murmured, "I seem to have had a very long dream..."
The girl in red shoes chuckled and said, "Now that you're awake, let's talk about your affairs!"
"My matter?" Mo Li didn't react for a moment. After thinking for a while, he remembered and said, "You seemed to have said before that I am in danger now."
The face of the girl with red shoes suddenly became serious, "You must have heard the saying that the dragon slayer will eventually become the evil leader!"
Mo Li frowned and said, "This sentence literally means that the warrior who kills the evil dragon will eventually become another evil dragon."
A trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the girl with red shoes, "The original dragon-slaying boy may have set out on the road for the sake of the princess imprisoned by the evil dragon, or to protect the people around him from the evil dragon's attack. However, when he The sword cut off the evil dragon's neck, and blood sprayed on his body. At this time, he was no longer the pure boy, but became a new "evil dragon" until there was a new dragon-slaying boy. Come to attack..."
"The purer the light, the easier it is to be dyed black."
Hearing this, Mo Li said anxiously, "You mean, there were Ultra warriors who fell into darkness in the past."
The red shoe girl's eyes were filled with memories, "There are many people like you. They were just like you at the beginning, with dreams and hopes, fighting against "evil and darkness" risklessly, fighting one after another, and dripping blood drop by drop. It infected their bodies until they finally realized that they were no different from the guys who had been fighting all the time. This huge impact caused them to collapse. "
"Some people chose to commit suicide. The collapse of their faith caused them to lose the courage to live."
"Some people put down their weapons and choose to spend their lives as ordinary people. But when they dream back at night, they are always disturbed by nightmares."
"There are still some people who choose to completely degenerate and become a new 'evil dragon.'"
"Why?" Mo Li struggled to make a sound from his mouth.
The girl with red shoes turned around and said leisurely, "Because they are kind, gentle, and loving, because they are all good people!"
"Do good people deserve to be pointed at guns?" Mo Li said angrily.
There was a smile of unknown meaning on the face of the girl with red shoes, "This world is contradictory, and there is no absolute justice. "Good and bad" are all relative. When you want to protect a group of people, you are destined to hurt. Another group of people, haven’t you already understood this?”
The girl in red shoes looked directly into Mo Li's eyes and said, "You haven't realized how to become a real Ultra Warrior. You are just immersed in the status of "Ultra Warrior". You just want to enjoy the benefits, but you don't understand the burdens." What exactly is it?”
"I..." Mo Li wanted to refute something, but he felt a sense of dizziness in his body. When he woke up again, he saw the familiar ceiling in front of him. Looking at the familiar decoration, Mo Li knew that he had returned to the victory team's dormitory.
Slowly sitting on the edge of the bed, he felt a sense of weakness coming from all parts of his body. Mo Li looked down at his hands, "What's wrong with me? Why am I so weak? It's like I'm back in time. "
"When we first traveled through time," Mo Li was surprised. What did he think of? He hurriedly ran to the bathroom mirror and looked at the white neck in the mirror, with an anxious look on his face, "System! Liuli, please reply."
After a long time, when his throat was a little smokey, Mo Li had to accept the reality dejectedly. Not only Ultraman's power, but even the body strengthened by light had returned to the physique of an ordinary person.
To Mo Li's surprise, at this time, in addition to the psychological gap of returning to an ordinary person, he also felt a sense of relief.
The Ultra Warriors are on a mission to save the world, and they have a must-win mentality in every battle. But as an ordinary person or even a victorious team member, you don't have to think so much and just try your best. The most you can do is donate your body and die heroically. Anyway, the rest is about Ultraman Tiga, TPC and even the higher-ups of humanity.
Mo Li felt the "despicable" thoughts in his mind and smiled bitterly, "It seems like what the red shoe girl said, I'm really not suitable to be an Ultra Warrior."
"But, how should I tell Dagu?"
"The task of saving the world will be left to you in the future!" Mo Li doubted whether Dagu would beat him to death if he said this. After all, if he thought about it from his perspective, if Dagu said this to him, he would definitely beat him to death. impulse.
"Mo Li, come on, the captain wants us to gather in the command room!"
Perhaps because of Mo Li's muttering, Dagu's voice rang from outside the door.
"Here we come!" Mo Li said with some guilt.
Outside the door, although Da Gu felt that Mo Li's tone was a bit strange, he didn't think much about it and left in a hurry.
Looking at Da Gu's leaving figure, Mo Li sighed, immediately put on his team uniform and walked towards the command room.
In the command room, Hui Jian had been waiting here for a long time. Everyone found their seats and sat down.
Hui Jian opened his mouth and said, "Our mission this time is to recover the ultrasonic fish induction signaling system on that island, reinstall it on a military island, turn it on, attract nuclear-contaminated marine life, and cooperate with the local of the defense forces, completely wipe them out!”
"Yes!" Everyone was not in high spirits, but such a result was not beyond everyone's expectation. Between the polluted marine life and humans, everyone naturally had no choice but to choose the latter, and they all followed the order and left.
On that island, Mo Li, Da Gu, and Zhu Jing were walking together. At this time, they were all covering their mouths and noses, with painful expressions on their faces. Even though it had been cleaned up, the smell of blood in the air was still a little nauseating. It wasn't until Di Jing took out the masks from his bag and put them on that everyone felt relieved. However, there was no trace of joy on their faces, instead they all looked ugly.
After so many days, the smell of blood is still so strong. How many lives have been lost here?
