Leave Long'an and walk high in the sky.
In the night sky, Lin An looked down at the earth silently, as if he was an independent observer from the entire world, integrated with the darkness.
He turned off all communications and stopped thinking about anything. From this moment on, he planned to examine the world and himself.
He does not know how far man is from God.
He doesn’t know what it takes to transform from a human to a god.
But Lin An knew that everything he had experienced, encountered, and endured in his two lives would eventually be integrated into one today.
His thoughts, ideas, persistence, and understanding of all things will turn into invisible beliefs and give birth to Him who is divine.
"From man to god, it is by no means an overnight success, but a painful and long transformation. Every day, we deny ourselves and find the only correct way."
"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. When this responsibility exceeds the critical point and crushes a person, the character that reappears is both personality and godhead."
Lin An looked down at the lights at his feet.
This is near the outer city of Long'an. The safety zone is well constructed. He can hear everyone's voice and see everyone's joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.
Zhang Tie asked him more than once, why he didn't escape and why he didn't give up.
What are you responsible for? What do you do with so much? Why save those people? What exactly is responsibility?
To be honest, Lin An didn't know at first.
Like all little people, he just wants to live well.
But it was like an invisible transformation. From the beginning of his rebirth, he only wanted to become stronger so that he could survive with An Jingtian and the others.
after that.
Wen Ya, Zhang Tie, Gao Tian, Chu An...
The students at the college, the Yuntian siblings, the humans who are copies of Amoeba, the survivors in Linjiang, the Wangjiang War Zone...
The Chinese in South Korea, the three Linjiang provinces, the Qinghai Theater, the military, China, and Soviet Russia...
From the Savior Team to Long An, from China to Asia, to the whole world, and even the Tianmu clan who is far away.
The team is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more people believe in Lin An.
Step by step, Lin An only felt that the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and the pressure on his shoulders was almost overwhelming. He can't die, he can't make mistakes, he can't back down, he can't show any weakness.
He no longer represents himself and cannot live for himself.
Lin An was often confused and asked himself the same question as Zhang Tie more than once.
With great power comes great responsibility, right?
"because.."
“Can see, can hear, can do.”
Lin An asked and answered himself, looking at a hut at his feet. That is the most common and the most ordinary hut among the gathering areas outside Long'an.
The light in the cabin on the far left is warm, and inside is a father and daughter.
Sitting cross-legged on a simple canopy bed, the man was a second-level awakener. He looked lovingly at the little girl who was sewing her boots. On the map in his hand that was about to be turned over, a circle was heavily circled with a red pen.
The New Year is coming soon, and the city is closed due to heavy snow. He wants to collect more supplies so that the father and daughter will not go hungry.
Of course... maybe, you can also find a small dress in a shopping mall that has been searched countless times and use it as a New Year's gift for your daughter.
After silently clenching his fists and making a decision, the man couldn't help but be attracted by the shouting next door.
Next door is a group of young people.
He didn't feel noisy, just full of energy and vitality.
...
On the right side of the cabin, there is a group of young people laughing and cursing loudly.
In the room, everyone in the team raised their bottles of wine and thought loudly about the future.
"We must make a name for ourselves in Long'an next year! If our team works together, we will definitely be able to survive!"
In the corner, a young man also had a smile on his face, but subconsciously, he couldn't help but look at the other room on his right.
Next door is the girl he silently admires.
When he hopes to become the third level, he will apply for residency in the inner city and confess his love to her.
...
In the third room, the lights are dim.
A girl with short hair hugged her legs alone and stared blankly at the photo in her hand.
It was a family portrait.
"Dad...Mom..."
"I will live well..."
"Bang Bang"
...
The fourth room was a dark hut, in which a strong man polished the weapon in his hand silently.
He raised his head and looked toward Wangjiang City, a hundred kilometers away, with determination in his eyes.
"I will find you..."
You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you die.
..
In the fifth room is a mother and son. The son squats in front of the hospital bed and gives his mother medicine. Looking at his mother's worried eyes.
The boy just proudly took out a medal and signaled to his mother that he had joined the official team and there was no need to worry.
...
In the sixth room is a young couple. The man looks at his wife's belly lovingly and gestures with the newly bought clothes in his hand.
Thinking about how long it would take for him to save enough to contribute, he couldn't help but promise his wife that maybe next year they could move to the inner city.
..
Withdrawing his gaze, Lin An flashed a red light in his hand and teleported outside Linjiang in the next second.
Different from what I saw and heard in Long'an. Almost as soon as he appeared here, Lin An heard the cries and roars of humans.
If we say that under the rule of Long An, although people's lives are not very good, most people have hope, or expect to become stronger, or are eager to join the officialdom, or fight for their families and loved ones.
So here, in the three provinces of western Shanxi next to the Wangjiang war zone, even the night is darker.
At Lin An's feet, he saw at a glance the garbage mountain outside the safety zone. Hundreds of scavengers were divided into several groups and confronting each other.
Although they were both at the bottom, everyone was staring at each other, clutching the crude weapons in their hands.
What the three parties were fighting over was a tin box containing several packets of damp salt. For scavengers, this is tantamount to great wealth.
As a condiment, salt is indispensable to people. A pack of salt costing 7.5 yuan before the end of the world can often be exchanged for dozens of kilograms of grain.
There is no doubt that whoever can get it can survive this winter.
When the fighting started, the leading man did not hesitate and hit the leader of a group of teenagers with a stick.
Brain burst, compared to these children who don't have enough to eat all year round, he has an advantage among the scavengers because he is taller and stronger.
It didn't matter how many people would die in this melee. For the scavengers, one life in exchange for one sausage was worth it.
In the melee, people's blood was almost soaked in the white salt in the box. During the fight, a thin little girl used her inconspicuous advantage to crawl under people's legs like a mouse.
All she could see was the salt blocks that had been snatched and scattered on the ground. She jumped up and landed on the salt blocks.
However, as soon as she got excited and wanted to grab the salt block and run away, the next second, a foot stepped down angrily, crushing her fingers.
"ah!!"
I couldn't help but scream, but it was compared to the pain of ten fingers to the heart. The girl seemed to be risking her life, ignoring the pain and wanting to cry loudly. The girl stretched her head desperately to reach for the salt block, opened her mouth, and swallowed the fist-sized salt block raw into her mouth.
Just run away.
I don't know if it's the smell of blood or the smell of damp salt.
The girl resisted the nauseating salty smell, which seemed to be bitter on the tip of her tongue and ran away.
She knew that as long as she could run away with this piece of salt, she could get an anti-inflammatory drug for her sister, which might cure her sister's ulcerated vagina. If they save some more money, they might ask the supply team to take them into the car and escape to Linjiang.
I heard that people can eat well there. The god-like man in that picture will also protect them.
However, before she could run a few steps, there was a whooshing sound, and an ax flew from behind and hit her leg directly.
The huge impact was like breaking a branch. The girl's right leg was instantly broken, and bloody bone stubble was exposed at the ankle.
After falling to the ground, the girl was still trying to crawl away in fear. Soon, two adults rushed out from the scavengers and rushed to her.
Seeing the girl holding the salt in her mouth, she almost ran away with it.
In a rage, the two men pulled the ax directly from the girl's leg and pretended to chop off her head.
"Cut her head off! If you can't take it out, use her head as a salt shaker!"
...........
Withdrawing his mental power, Lin An turned to look at the edge of the city in the old era.
I saw a convoy speeding away on a road full of weeds. Behind the convoy is a mutated giant wolf.
Or maybe a dog with a virus.
Although it only has the strength of the second level, for most survivors, this is an irresistible nightmare.
At the end of the convoy, on a modified off-road vehicle, several awakened people looked at the wolf's mouth getting closer and closer in horror.
The foul smell of rotting corpses almost made Men and the others vomit.
In the huge open mouth, you can vaguely see a severed hand hanging from the teeth.
"Drive faster! Drive faster! We will all die if we are caught up!"
"I can't keep distance! The car is too heavy!"
No matter how hard you press the accelerator, the off-road vehicle filled with "junk" can only act like a panting old cow, as if it will be scrapped in the next second.
However, the people in the car seemed reluctant to leave the garbage behind even until death. The next second, a young man sitting on the roof of the car did not hesitate to grab the boy next to him and throw him away from the car.
"No! Brother! Don't!"
Seeing that he recognized that his brother was about to throw him out of the car, the young man grabbed the roof handle tightly and subconsciously wanted to beg for mercy.
The car was too heavy, and his life was obviously not as valuable as a few cotton-padded clothes.
"I gave you money! Brother Wang! You promised to take mine! I beg you, my mother is still waiting for me outside the city to bring food back...! I don't want to die, don't..."
"boom!"
Facing the younger brother he had accepted, the young man looked ferocious and without saying a word, he just slashed the boy's fingers and kicked him out of the car.
His short fingers were hanging on the roof of the car. The young man known as Brother Wang had cold eyes. He looked like he was collecting sausages. He simply grabbed the boy's short limbs and stuffed them into his arms. He ignored the last plea for mercy and turned his head away. .
Yes, he agreed to this kid to take him as a member of the search team.
The boy is also considered talented and has a good chance of becoming an awakener. If you train them well, you might be able to become a formal member in the future.
But, if you die, you will die. A "good seedling" like this is no more valuable than this truckload of supplies. All he had to do was hook his hand, and there were many low-level survivors like the boy begging to join them.
With a grunt, the boy was kicked hard out of the car.
Looking at the bloody mouth biting him, the boy's eyes were full of despair.
He is not afraid of death, what he is afraid of is that after he dies, he can only stay alone in the tent, even sell his hair, how can he survive in this cold winter to raise enough registration fees for his sister.
...........
Take back your mental power.
Under the bright moon, Lin An turned his head slightly and looked at a defense line with loud gunshots.
The roar of gunfire turned into fire snakes in the dark night, smashing the corpses rushing out of the darkness one after another. However, no matter how strong the firepower was, it could not stop the huge mutants among the corpses.
Seeing that the metal-like TANK was roaring towards the defense line, a large number of awakened soldiers on the city wall could only drop their rifles and were forced to jump off the city wall to fight the monsters in close combat.
At the foot of the city, a soldier whose lower body was trampled to pieces and whose intestines flowed all over the ground was holding his companion's hand in pain.
Just ask the other party to give you a happy life.
He knew that although he was rescued, he might not die with the vitality of the awakened person.
But no one can care about him, everyone is working hard, and he knows that even if he survives, he will only be a useless person.
I saw the soldier vomiting blood and looking at his comrades with pleading eyes;
"Brother...! I beg you... please... take away... sell... my equipment..."
"You keep the money...as long as I let my mother...don't be kicked out of the safe zone...don't tell me to die..."
"..There's nothing left...she can't bear the blow..."
.........
Take back your mental power.
Lin An looked at a group of refugees in the wilderness far away from the city.
On an iron pot set up, a woman with disheveled hair and a look of madness was desperately fishing for something in the pot. Her palms were burned by the red-hot iron pot and smelled like meat.
The hot gurgling sound could not stop the woman's desperately searching hand.
Behind her, groups of refugees just held the bowls in their hands numbly, drinking the broth in mouthfuls.
Slowly close your eyes.
In just a few minutes, Lin An had seen too many tragic scenes.
Every minute, every second, someone is suffering and struggling in despair.
Even if he closes his eyes, his extremely powerful five senses will transmit all the sounds and vibrations within a radius of thousands of kilometers into his ears in every detail.
He could hear the screams of the monster, he could hear the screams of the woman being raped, he could hear the heart-wrenching cries of his parents starving to death in front of him, he could hear the screams of being forced to The survivors on the roof fell to the ground with a sound of despair.
Being too powerful is actually a kind of torture.
Even if Lin An takes the initiative to close off his five senses, not to see, not to hear, not to smell.
But his powerful, realm-like mental power can also stuff all the information within thousands of kilometers into his mind.
It's like being there, it's more painful than seeing or hearing it with your own eyes.
He is too strong.
The intensity of his body and soul even allows him to sense emotions "in the air."
...
"With great power comes great responsibility. This sentence is not naive. It sounds like nonsense about the weak binding the strong, binding."
"It is a kind of substantive torture that constantly questions human nature."
"If you can't hear, see, feel, or notice, then anyone can naturally stay calm and not do anything. And you won't suffer any spiritual condemnation."
"But if you can hear and see..."
"Even if you stay in your room, you can hear people being raped and tortured thousands of meters away, a team being attacked by zombies, a group of helpless children crying, and thousands of people trapped in a sea of fire. , there is a war zone suffering disaster.”
"what to do?"
"If there is nothing you can do, you will not be able to rush over quickly enough to save them, your power will not be enough to kill the mutants, and your strength will not be enough to extinguish the flames and prevent the disaster."
"Of course, I will only feel regret, pity, and pity, but that's all."
"But what if it can be done, is it a matter of effort, is it easy, what if it can even be saved by just a thought and a burst of mental power?"
"One torture, one neglect, nothing."
"But what if you see it a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, a hundred thousand times?"
..
Slowly opening his eyes, Lin An asked himself questions in his heart.
The answer to the question, he actually decided to gather his faith a long time ago and found the answer when he went to the battlefield of stars.
At this moment, it was as if he had gathered his own beliefs and forged his own godhead, pieced them together, and found a more correct answer.
"Unless you abandon your human identity, abandon everything, and cut off all past emotions, you will definitely go crazy."
"Unless you are absolutely cold-blooded and ruthless, like a machine, there will always be something, a tragedy that will touch you."
"But God needs people, which means that it is impossible for God to exist like a dead thing."
"Of course, maybe that's another way."
With his eyes flashing, Lin An began to integrate all his understanding of gods and people.
"All living beings suffer."
"I want to become a god."
"Now, I can save everyone, but in the future, after I save everyone for a short time, I will always encounter difficulties that even I can't solve, and I don't have that much energy to save everyone."
"so."
"The only solution is to gather common beliefs so that everyone can draw strength from the aggregation of beliefs and let people save themselves."
"In this way, we can avoid being bound by faith and not be afraid of backlash. Because it is not me who saves people, but the people themselves."
"only.."
"My belief is to end the apocalypse and kill the source of all pain and evil."
“So, how do I guide people?”
Lin An pondered.
Faintly, a vague prototype appeared in his mind.
