Chapter 489 Chapter 486 "I will always love you."

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

   I haven’t written a letter for a long time, I still miss you very much.

   In the past few days, the second group of colleagues came to our laboratory through the black wall.

  The human experiment is still in the stagnant stage. There are many people who are on the verge of an outbreak of the curse willing to cooperate with our experiment and signed a non-disclosure agreement. But they... none of them managed to save their lives in the end.

   After they died, the curse spread from them, polluting the surrounding land, and we were forced to blow up one of the labs.

   However, in this way, the guys in the engineering team can start working. After a long rest, Foreman Kerry finally has something to do, haha.

  Our new batch of fruit is a little rotten. I ate the leftover bananas and accidentally got it on the letter. I'm such a sloppy man. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

The    experiment continues, but it has been stalled and we are all frustrated.

   We used to think that this "curse" was a biological virus that could be cured. But now it looks more like a supernatural factor.

  …Dr. Lee didn't want to believe this, he ran away and went mad.

   He has been gone for three days and has not come back. We have no soul stone and cannot search for him. We are sad, the atmosphere in the lab has been depressing.

  …Okay, let’s stop talking about that.

  Today, the flower of the curse fire is blooming.

  It is small, like a living fire, it dances in my hand, very beautiful.

  I remember, my daughter is six years old this year, she should be very beautiful, just like you.

  I remember her birthday, August 12, and your birthday is only two days away. You are August 10, and I am August 14.

  Before she always liked to pluck my beard, so I got into the habit of shaving, but since I entered the dome, I have shaved countless times, and the razor is a little old, it's time to change it.

   This black wall can only go in but not go out. I can only wait for the next batch of colleagues who come in to send me some living supplies. I hope they can think of our lack of razors. 】

  …

  Su Mingan continued to read, the next letter was still trivial words. Letter writers seem to be obsessed with writing poetry, and often include poems on their letters.

   But even these gorgeous sentences could not hide the increasingly obvious despair and sadness between the lines, the situation of the experiment has been stagnant, and the mood of the writer has continued to deteriorate.

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

   We didn’t control the intensity of our experiments.

  …The curse broke out between us.

  Old Zhang got cursed, he was dying, he left here voluntarily.

  Before leaving, he wrote all his recorded experimental data on the slate, took off his protective suit, wore a single shirt, and left with his photo on the wall.

   I watched him go away in the dark mist, as if to see his soul flying easily into the distance.

   Lao Zhang's hometown is in the grassland, there are flying eagles and galloping horses, I guess, he should be an eagle soaring in the sky.

  There are fewer and fewer people in the laboratory, some people are crazy, some people leave after contracting the curse, and none of them choose to stay and drag us down.

  Pingping, I don't know what to say.

   Let me read you a poem.

  …

   "One day, I wrote her name on the beach,

   Wash it off when the big waves come.

   I wrote her name again,

  The tide made my hard work in vain.

  ‘Delusional ones. ' she said, 'why worry about it,

  Want to make a mortal person immortal!’

   'No,' I said, 'let the lowly things plot the way of death,

   But you will live forever by your good name.

  Death can conquer the whole world,

   Our love will endure and life will never die. ’”

  …

  …Poems are beautiful, right?

   I remember that you like poetry very much. When you read poetry, you are very beautiful.

  Qiandi people said, we are a group of delusional people, the curse cannot be eliminated, this is the fate they bear from generation to generation.

  Kerry had a fight with them. He said, if even the rescued people in the sky are unwilling to accept it, then what are we still saving?

   However, we are 'saviors', and we must be more tolerant of the 'saved'. I just hope that the pain of Qiongdi people can be faced squarely.

   They are not monsters, they are just like us, just people living in different places.

   By saving them, I am also eliminating hidden dangers that may affect our world.

  …

   But I am writing, writing, and still sad.

   My hand is still empty.

I miss you. 】

  …

After   , it was still page after page of letters.

   But the mood of the writers is getting worse.

He no longer records the occasional hot pot, the newly obtained razor, and the process of the experiment in detail. His despair is like a volcano on the verge of eruption, and his sad emotions flow between the lines that are more and more scribbled, making people watch Some suffocation.

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

   Disaster broke out.

   Our resistance is much weaker than that of the Vaulted Man. When the dark fog at night began to penetrate into some laboratories, we were powerless to resist.

  Many people died.

I miss you. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

  The experimental situation is still stagnant, and more and more experimental subjects die in pain. Seeing their eyes before dying, I always feel that we who cannot save them are all sinners.

   I watched a little girl die in front of my eyes, her hands were against the glass of the purification chamber, her body melted and blood was spilled on the ground.

   Our daughter should be about her age now. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

   I got up this morning and saw that photo wall, the photos are getting less and less.

  Every deceased person will sleep with their own photos in their arms. I look at the increasingly empty wall, and my heart is empty.

  The cursed creature bit Kerry while digging for new experimental soil. He also said this morning that he would share the canned beef that he had accumulated for a year to satisfy his cravings.

   We bid him farewell.

   He left with his can of beef. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

  The laboratory is dead, and some colleagues have begun to sleep for a long time. I understand them, failing day in and day out in such a dark place, it's easy to go crazy.

   But I'm not crazy yet because I miss you every day.

  My beard is getting a little longer. Let me read another poem for you. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

   A new batch of colleagues came, and they told us that the plan had changed, our experiment was terminated, and we could go back.

   I asked about the content of their new plan, it's called the "God-making Plan". It seems to have been practiced two hundred years ago, with breakthroughs in recent years.

The content of the    plan seems to be to forge an oracle in the dome, hold a cannibalistic competition, arouse people's emotions, and shape a **** named "Bai Shen".

   I don't understand what the upper echelons are doing, but it's none of my business.

   Over the years, I have written hundreds of letters to you. Although these letters cannot be delivered to your hands, I have glued them one by one and put them in a cardboard box under the bed. When I get back with this box of cartons, we can start over together.

  If...I can go back.

   The calamity of the dome broke out, and we were blocked in the laboratory. 】

  …

  The situation described in the letter gradually began to take a turn for the worse.

The    letter writer began to cover his messy thoughts and emotions with complex poetry.

   By the end, his ink was getting lighter and his sentences were getting shorter and shorter.

   He was just, in various ways, kept, kept repeating,

  …

   "Pingping, I miss you so much."

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

  The dome fell into a natural disaster period very early, the volcano erupted, we couldn't go out, the ground was full of hot soil and high temperature.

  I am a little hungry, the next batch of people has not come, and our supplies are getting scarcer. Now I only eat one steamed bun a day, and sleep under the quilt the rest of the time, which will be better.

  I made up a new poem and read it to you, I hope you like it. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

   Today Dr. Mark Wen died.

   He died of illness and had a high fever. We've run out of antipyretics here, wet towels didn't help, he died in his bed holding a picture of his wife. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

   Today my eyes seem to have a problem, I can't see what you look like in your photo.

   But fortunately, I can still see the blue sea and the red rose you gave me, the color is very bright.

  It’s okay, I remember your appearance, it’s okay if you can’t see it.

  It was very quiet in the laboratory, we were all so hungry, the leather sofas were all eaten up, and there was only one layer of cloth left, haha, it was not my turn. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

   My body is getting weaker and weaker and I haven't eaten for too long.

  I can barely walk.

   Dr. Charlie is dead. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

   That photo wall is gradually empty.

  Captain Carl is dead.

   I don't want to hear anything, even my heartbeat and breathing are very noisy. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

  The flower of the mantra fire is very beautiful. It has not withered for more than ten years. I wrapped it around my wrist.

   We do not intend to die on the bed in the laboratory, the next batch of colleagues may come over, and our bodies will contaminate the environment of the laboratory.

   We're going to die in the underpass so the dirt will also cover the body.

   I sent the frail old Zach next door, who died in the underpass. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

  My beard now is like a homeless man under a bridge, I even want to eat toothpaste. 】

  …

  【Pingping:

  Zhan Suga.

   Getting weaker and weaker... I might be going to the underpass.

  I remembered the first time I buried a colleague’s body with soil more than ten years ago.

   At that time, I probably didn’t expect that I would die so late, in the underground passage, without anyone who buried me.

  I miss your mapo tofu, Pingping. 】

  …

  Su Mingan continued to read.

The    is followed by the letter writer's colleagues, one by one dead messages.

   The last page is a short text with very light ink.

  …

  【Pingping:

   The natural disaster still shows no signs of ending.

  I'm dying, I...go to the underground passage.

   But how much I hope, tomorrow morning when I open my eyes, it is the way home.

   Wicker, lilac, and evening breeze.

  I want to bring the cardboard box and photos to watch the beautiful spring day with you who is 48 years old this year and my daughter who is 23 years old this year.

  The spring outside must be beautiful, the warm spring breeze, the blooming flowers, I haven’t seen spring for many years, the seasons of the dome are very extreme all year round, and the air is not good. You must have spent many, many beautiful springs there, right?

   What does our daughter look like now? Her hair must be like yours, dark and smooth. Her eyes should be very similar to mine, since she was a child, they were big and very divine.

   I still remember the way you wore braids. In the past few years, you should have added a lot of new clothes. I still remember that you are very heroic in work clothes, but you are also beautiful in skirts.

  ...I am so, so eager to meet you.

  My love for you is more lasting than a diamond and stronger than a rock.

   The thought of you fills my heart with secret joy, my wife.

Do not.

  My widow.

  …

   Don't be sad, I don't regret coming here.

  Pingping.

  I will go against my nature, go against my instinct, and love you forever.

  …

  …

  —Zhao Weidong's legacy in the winter in Qiongdi]

  …

  Su Mingan closed the letter.

   Through this family book, he already knew what happened here.

  Beyond the black wall, there is indeed a modern world with advanced technology.

   Zhao Weidong and these researchers came in from the outside world to try to remove the curse of the Qiongdi people. But unfortunately, they failed, the experiment was terminated, and they even encountered a natural disaster before leaving and were trapped here.

   The people in the outside world also deliberately forged the existence of the "Bai God", forged the oracle of the Bai God, and held a war of a hundred people in the sky.

As long as you deliberately lie that "out of a hundred people, the last person who survives can leave the cursed land", you can cause the Qiongdi people to fight among themselves, to destroy the overly powerful Qiongdi people, and then kill the final winner of each session Silence.

  The outsiders also want the gods to really come, so that they can get the power of the gods and remove the curse of the sky.

  Five years ago, as they wished, due to strong beliefs and emotions, the **** Bai really came.

   But he soon turned into a barrier against the curse of the sky and died, leaving only three major authorities.

The    curse has not disappeared, the black wall has not collapsed, and the Hundred Man War is still going on. And outsiders are looking forward to the next coming of Baishen.

   It's a never-ending wait.

   This is a war that cannot be stopped.

  Su Ming'an only found it ironic.

   Qiongdi people set up their own cages, and actively erected a black wall to seal the curse within the dome, so as not to harm the outside world.

   And the people in the outside world deliberately used the ignorance of the Qiongdi people to provoke a cruel war of a hundred people to rule by faith.

  The malice in the blood has never been curbed, and the kindness has not been rewarded.

  Su Mingan stood up, walked out of the room, and suddenly saw the empty photo wall.

  The photo wall that can accommodate 100 people, at this time, there are only four photos left. They hang empty on the wall, coexisting with hundreds of hanging nails.

   He suddenly remembered the words on Zhao Weidong's letter.

  …

  【The people of Qiongdi said that the curse cannot be eliminated, and this is the fate they have carried from generation to generation. 】

  【But we are the 'saviors', and we have to be more tolerant of the 'saved'. 】

  【I just hope that the pain of Qiongdi people can be faced squarely. They are not monsters, they are just like us, just people living in different places. 】

  …

  Sibel once said that they were the one who "saved", and it was they who set up a black wall and isolated the curse, so that the outside world was not polluted.

   And Zhao Weidong said that they are the one who "saved". They were trying to shape the gods and eliminate the curse, and they came here on their own initiative, enduring decades of loneliness, and researching the treatment plan for the people of the sky.

  Su Mingan stood where he was.

   He remembered the corpses he had just passed by holding the photos in his arms.

   Those are the corpses of outsiders.

  …they didn’t have to die in the vault.

   Outsiders don’t seem to be completely evil.

   They are also in the process of "salvation".

  Although the results are not satisfactory.

   Although only death and tragedy remain.

   He left through the small door in the corner.

   The moment he pushed the door, he found a corpse with flowers wrapped around his wrist.

  It was lying in the dirt, its posture was not painful, its head was turned to the direction of the ground above, as if it was looking into the distance.

   The white coat and badges on the corpse have been poured into the soil to rot, leaving only a bright red flower of curse fire on the wrist.

   The flower of mantra fire, it blooms beautifully.

  …

  【Pingping. 】

  【I will go against my nature, go against my instinct, love you forever. 】

  …

  【I don’t regret coming here. 】

  …

   (end of this chapter)