Chapter 628 Chapter 625 · "Save us..."

  【Dungeon Open·Ninth Day】

   Early in the morning, the aroma of hot porridge filled the air.

  People wear felt hats and guns, wrapping themselves tightly, and many people have a dangerous mission out of the city today.

  Su Mingan woke up at six in the morning and happened to meet a large group of people eating breakfast.

   "Lovis, don't you feel cold when you wear so little?" A pink-haired girl named Stacey. She stared curiously at Su Ming'an in a white coat.

  Others heard the movement and looked over.

   "Not cold." Su Mingan shook his head.

   He passed people and walked out.

   Not far away, a young man with blue hair came over. Through the mist of hot porridge, Su Ming'an and his eyes met.

   "I didn't expect you to be in the Beacon Fire Shelter, Lewis, let's go out together." The blue-haired youth naturally put on Su Ming'an's shoulder: "Let's go."

  Su Ming'an recognized who the blue-haired youth was. He could do this kind of intimate gesture of hooking his shoulders and backs. It was nothing more than a few of his teammates, most likely Lu.

   They walked out of the shelter, and the loess road outside was somewhat bumpy, and the road was wide enough for three large trucks to run side by side. Trucks whizzed past, crowded with heavily armed mercenaries.

  There are some red lanterns hanging under the house, and the storefront sells some necessities such as wheat seeds, potatoes, salt, and sugar.

   "There are still four teammates left." Lu said: "Nuoer... I can't find him for the time being, so I can only look for Lu Shu, Yamada and Luna."

"Um."

   "It's going to be a festival here recently. It seems to be called the 'Fuyuan Festival', and everyone is shopping." Lu said.

   He looked at the neighborhood. The culture here is somewhat similar to that of the Dragon Kingdom. The Fortune Festival is very similar to the Spring Festival. There are lantern-like decorations hanging in many parts of the street, and people are drying dry goods such as bacon sausages.

   "That's quite a coincidence. It's almost New Year's Eve in the world of the Lord God." Su Mingan said.

   In the past few days, he saw that the audience has been talking about the topic of New Year. Since this is the first New Year's Eve for human beings in the world game, they feel very new.

   Now by Su Ming'an's side, Nuoer was invaded by Tawei and did not participate in Kaiusta. Lu Shu was nowhere to be seen, and he did not know where he was in Kaiusta. Yueyue... She is Luo Kelstia of the battle group, and she doesn't know where she is.

His "Cyber's Tracking Compass" item can only locate three people in one copy, and now two people have been located, Dong An'an and Lin Guang, and there is one place that he must leave empty to prevent accidents from happening, no Position is reserved for teammates.

   None of the people he trusts are around now.

   "Give." Suddenly, a hand reached out.

  Su Mingan turned his head and saw Lu Zheng smiling gently. In Lu's palm lies an oval candy wrapped in purple.

   "My sister likes you very much and asked me to bring you some Australian snacks." Lu said, "It is said that sweets can make people feel better. If she sees you eating her candies, she must be very happy."

  As the only top player who can mingle with the audience, Lu is known as the character who is "least affected by public opinion turmoil", whether it is emotional intelligence, speaking skills or affinity is quite high.

   "Thank you." Su Mingan said.

   He put the candy in his pocket, but didn't eat it. He won't, and he won't eat any food handed over by anyone.

  Lu didn't care either, just raised the camera in his hand.

  Keusta has some side quests, and you can get contribution points if you complete them. Lu took on a side quest to shoot NPCs and record NPC actions and events.

   "Su Ming'an, can you wait for me here for a while?" Lu said, "My task is to conduct an interview, soon."

   "Okay." Su Ming'an said.

   Now is the early stage of Kaiusta, mainly to collect information. He didn't receive any system prompts, and it hasn't reached the point of time for a major event to happen.

   He has not yet decided how to restore the actions of Akto in history.

  …How does he start the Dawn War?

  This epic war for freedom and liberation that lasted for 40 years was engraved in the history books, and the people who admired him like a god-how should he lead?

  lu raised the camera and walked towards an ordinary storefront.

   In a storefront selling paper flowers and red lanterns, there was a grizzled grandmother.

  Her hands are very clever, and the bright red thousand paper cranes and little paper figurines are folded out by her hands full of thick calluses. She looked attentive, like a craftsman in an ancient town.

  Su Mingan was waiting outside, Lu walked in and handed candy to the grandmother. The grandmother smiled and said a few words in front of the camera, holding Lu's hand and repeatedly warned. After a while, the road came out.

   "It's been a long wait, Su Mingan." Lu said. In his hand was a beautiful paper lantern, bright red like the sun.

  Su Ming'an was not interested in the grandmother's affairs, and didn't mean to ask too much.

   They continued to walk on the street, and after a while, Lu took the initiative to say:

   "That old grandmother's daughter was forcibly recruited by the gods' camp before, and was forced to listen to the whispers of the gods."

  Su Ming'an tilted his head slightly.

  Lu's eyes are distant:

   "The grandmother's daughter died of [absence] disease, and she was still pregnant with her grandson before she died."

   "The daughter gave birth to the child, but the child was born with defects. In the end, the grandmother had no choice but to kill the child herself."

   "Then...the old lady went crazy."

   "She only remembers how to fold paper flowers, how to fold a thousand paper cranes. She folds all kinds of gadgets all day and night. Because of these things, she used to fold her pregnant daughter to play with."

   "She only reacts to people who give her candy, because my daughter liked candy the most before she got pregnant. So, she just held my hand and kept calling me 'daughter, daughter'."

   "My camera just wanted to record such a story. I came here to collect materials to expose the brutality of the Holy Tribunal of the Gods' camp."

"I want to take the road of being a 'news and opinionist'. Since there are media and live broadcasts here, I want to pass on the brutal things done by these **** camps on the premise of protecting the safety of the parties involved. In this way, even if there is no fighting, I will The contribution value of the faction will not be small."

  Su Mingan listened without speaking.

The idea of ​​   road is very clear.

   But, in this way, the road is completely opposite to the **** camp. Once the freedom camp is defeated, Lu will definitely not be able to please him.

   "—So, do you understand the purpose of what I'm telling you about this?" Lu said suddenly.

   He stared at Su Mingan, although his eyes were soft, he seemed firm at this time.

   "Yeah." Su Ming'an said, "You want me to be Asa Akto to start the Battle of Dawn, and you don't want me to watch as Lewis, right?"

   Such tragic things will only increase and never end in this context.

   "I don't know why you possessed Akto." Lu said: "It can only be said that if there is one person who can save these people, you are the most suitable.

  I...not persecuting you, I just want you to see these things. Even if you choose to continue to be Lewis later, I respect you. After all, you have mechanical technology that is far ahead of the times, which is enough to get you a good contribution value, and there is no need to take the most dangerous path. "

   "..." Su Ming'an did not speak.

   They walked through a studio where some children were scribbling green mountains and rivers on the drawing paper - it was the scene before the cataclysm of the century.

  Although they don’t remember what happened in the cataclysm of the century, everyone can vaguely remember that that era was a very beautiful era.

   They will, like Qiu Li, have a secret and real yearning for that era, and try their best to restore the unknown past.

  Su Mingan retracted his gaze.

   His eyes are distant.

   "—Run, the people from the Holy Inquisition are here!"

   Suddenly, the people who were about to leave the city in front of them fled back like they were running for their lives.

   Hearing the words "Holy Inquisition", Lu's expression tightened. He pulled Su Ming'an and got into the gap between the houses.

The    Holy Inquisition is the largest judicial institution of the gods' camp. It is a powerful armed force only belonging to Lin Guang, capable of arbitrarily executing residents.

  In the narrow wall gap, there are only some stacked wooden racks and charcoal fires. Su Ming'an leaned against the wall, looking at the scene outside.

   In the crowd of fleeing people, Su Mingan saw a calm figure.

  —that's a man walking in steel.

  The white-haired youth walked among the machines made of steel. His handsome face was full of warm blood, but he seemed to be integrated into the mechanical army.

  The robe of the white-haired youth was blown by the wind, and he no longer had the tenderness in his eyes when he walked with Su Mingan at night. Facing the fleeing people, he only said one sentence:

   "I suspect there are disobedients here - go, go door to door."

  Behind him, the blood-red mechanical army received the order and rushed out.

  The mechanical army broke into people's homes and searched their belongings. Once there were items that were judged to be "blasphemous", people would be dragged out and tied up.

   As for this specific criterion, no one knows. It's like... an unstandardized massacre, created purely to reduce the population.

  People were escorted to the square, like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. And that is like a **** - Lin Guang, the agent who judges people's lives. He stood on the high platform and gestured towards the mechanical army responsible for the execution.

   Those eyes that were so cold to the extreme contained feelings that were not at all human-like.

   is like the [Dawn System] of the City of Surveying.

"boom!"

   Gunshots sounded and blood splashed.

   In the center of the square, a resident staggered and fell, like a toppled flag. Everyone else trembled. They closed their eyes, gritted their teeth, and hugged the people around them.

  …how many people survived? How many people will Lin Guang slaughter for no reason this time?

  Most of the people living in District 11 are scattered homeless people without a unified collective. Facing Lin Guang's massacre, they can't resist at all.

"boom!"

   Another shot.

"boom!"

   and then again.

   Those who dare to resist are restrained by Linguang's powerful "source". They lay on the ground and whimpered, squeezed into a mass of blood by the powerful weight.

   Several people wearing the badge of the Holy Inquisition stood behind Lin Guang, watching this scene indifferently.

   Fresh blood flowed.

   The source of the deceased did not float towards the shooter, but poured into Lin Guang's hand uniformly, as if it had penetrated into his body.

   As the back of Lin Guang's hand became brighter and brighter to a certain extent, he glanced coldly at the group of crawling lambs and turned away.

  The gunfire stopped.

   Apart from the pool of blood, not a single corpse was left in the square. Only the low cry of the survivors and the mournful roar of the bereaved.

"why…"

   "Why did the world become like this..."

   A low cry penetrated into this blood-filled land.

  Su Mingan watched this scene.

   He knew it was just a history repeating itself.

   Since there is a rest period to return to the City of Measurement during this period, it means that the scene presented by Kaiusta is only false. Nothing he can do can change what has happened in history.

  He calmed down and turned his head—suddenly he saw the execution place in the central square not far away, a fire rising into the sky. Someone is being burned.

   On the execution platform, on the burning cross, hangs a scorched figure.

   The executed man was dead, the flames burned through his body, his skin and bones were burned, and he hung on the shelf, motionless.

   In the crowd of onlookers, a young red-haired woman covered her child's eyes.

   "Why—why did they burn Daddy! Why! Daddy did something wrong, didn't he just... not finish the daily prayers on time. Why do we have to obey the gods who can't show up..." The child cried.

  "Shh—" The woman listened and covered the child's mouth: "Yaowen, be quiet, be careful of being heard..."

   After a moment, she dropped a kiss on his forehead.

"Your father is gone, he went to a world without turbulence..." The young woman whispered softly: "In the future, I will be your mother, okay? You can call me by my name, Faith, or by Faith. Mother…"

  The young child cried with a mess on his face. His eyes were full of bewilderment.

   He didn't understand why the world was so cruel to him, why it had to burn a living person to death.

  …Just for the so-called gods?

  …What the **** is a god? Why listen to their whispers?

  The onlookers watched this scene, but no one dared to step forward to comfort them. They leave the place numbly.

   Only the red-haired young woman and the child hugged tightly, like a mother and child who could not be more pitiful in the apocalypse.

   The blazing fire that almost covered the sky, and the charred figure on the cross, stood behind them like a bright red flag.

   "...Who will come, save us." The child cried bitterly.

   "I beg."

   "Who can... save us."

  The flag flies, melts in the blood-red sunlight,

   is like coexisting with fire.

  …

  Su Mingan turned around.

  The firelight traced his face and reflected in his dark gray eyes.

   (end of this chapter)