Chapter 731 Chapter 729·【It turns out that he will also be in such pain. 】

Su Mingan stared at the "city lord".

 —Who is this?

 Is it a god, or is Lin Guang pretending, or...is he the real Asa Akto?

Su Ming'an's breathing was a little rapid. The "city lord" had a calm and composed temperament, and his eyes were so indifferent that it was intimidating.

 The temperament of the two of them is like looking into a mirror.

Suddenly, a force came from Su Ming'an's arm. Before the "city lord" noticed them, Noah pulled Su Ming'an away with force and ran into the shadows of the city.

 …

 “Click.”

 The hatch opened, and the white-haired young man walked down the steps step by step and walked into the ice-white room.

 The first couplet: The magpies climb the branches and the door is filled with joy; the second couplet: The spring flowers are blooming and the earth is spring.

He took out the dried Spring Festival couplets and stuck them on the door, smoothing out every tiny wrinkle. He has posted such Spring Festival couplets dozens of times and changes them every year. Now that he has a deep understanding of Dragon Kingdom culture, there will no longer be asymmetry in writing.

 He pressed the play button on the center console, and a burst of sound came out from the microphone like water.

“I have been to many places for adventure. The first place was a city full of mushrooms…”

 In the early days of Caiusta, Su Mingan would often give live speeches. For example, the bizarre magical brilliance, the splendid and magnificent sea city, and the battle between two gods under the black wall.

At that time, people were attracted by these interesting stories, influenced by the aura of missionary work, and were willing to stop and listen to the voice of the city lord. But no one expected that the person who listened most seriously back then was actually the number one enemy far away in the City of God.

Lin Guang saved every screen recording, and thousands of folders were stored in the terminal in his underground laboratory.

“…In that city, there was also a little girl who liked to call me ‘Doctor’. Her name was Xiaohan. I was awakened in a laboratory, and she said, Doctor, we are the last hope of mankind…”

 The voices recording the screen came from all directions, and Lin Guang had heard these stories thousands of times in the past forty years. Since no one was talking to him, he kept listening.

When hearing these stories, various emotions changed alternately on Lin Guang's face. He experienced an emotion similar to seeing grass breaking through the ground... In people's language, this is called "happy".

However, there are still many sounds that make him feel irritated. Over the years, he has always heard various auditory hallucinations:

“…I decided to follow you. I like people who always have the future in mind. I like you and I think you deserve to be my light.”

“…I will clear all obstacles for you. I believe in you…but I can’t forgive myself for trusting myself to the point of numbness and despair. I want to follow you and start over.”

"You are the best."

　　　…”

 These sounds were recurring, like a nightmare, and made him irritated.

He wanted to grab his head with his hands and tear out all the sounds in his head, or rip off his ears.

 But in the end, he just stared blankly at the basement in front of him, huddled in the corner.

More than thirty years ago, he clearly had many tough methods. For example, when I first met Luvis, I used the City of Gods mechanical army to wipe out the beacon gathering place that had not yet been established. Or, when all the residents advocated handing over Luvis, he drove a huge army of alien beasts to kill these cowards who only knew how to hand over the hero. Or, when Luvis comes to visit his City of Gods, let Luvis be completely disabled and eliminate the possibility of the City of Gods falling...

 He clearly has countless ways to defeat the liberal camp.

 But he didn't do either.

Instead, he was laissez-faire, watching Doomsday City grow, watching the army approaching the city, watching Luvis stopping the nuclear explosion, and showing his blade at him.

 Over the years, he has traveled to many parts of the world, just like an ordinary backpacker. He has met wanderers in the wilderness, lived in a deserted border town, walked through the huge tomb of the martyrs during the War of Dawn, and also seen many scenes of the residents getting along with each other.

The emaciated mother trembled and saved her last bite of food for her child, the soldiers covered in blood desperately carried resources back to the camp, and the elderly couple held hands and walked towards the end of their lives together...

 He seems to be able to understand a little bit of the thing called "emotion" that Luvis showed before.

 “Click.”

 He opened a box,

 A green, crystal-like little praying mantis jumped out. Its arms are not yet fully developed, resembling an irregularly shaped emerald.

 He put it close to his lips.

 This is a dangerous move.

Even though the little mantis was not fully developed, the blade on his forearm was very sharp and cut his lip. The pain of bursting came from his gums. He did not move away until the restless mantis calmed down.

 …Pain is a wonderful feeling. When he recollected the taste of blood in his mouth, he thought that there were many people who vomited blood because of his shooting, including Lewis.

 At this moment, they may have the same feeling. He felt the pain that Lovis had experienced.

Chewing the smell of blood, a sense of peace suddenly and strangely filled his empty heart.

 He turned the pistol on his waist, suddenly pointed it at his abdomen, and fired with a bang. In an instant, his face turned pale with pain, and cold sweat slipped from his forehead and soaked his collar.

 The bullet penetrated his abdomen and blood oozed out.

 “It turns out it hurts so much…” He murmured.

 …What about being shot through the arm? Where are the palms? Where are the thighs? What about being choked? Being slapped against the wall?

The injuries he caused to Luvis were far more than just an abdominal injury. If he can feel similar pain, does it mean that... he can understand some of this friend's feelings and thinking?

 He rotated the gun and aimed it at other parts of his body.

 In the empty room, the only sound left was the sound of him shooting himself again and again.

 …

"When I was listening to my subordinates chatting, I heard them talking about a legend. It said that Hephaestus, the **** in charge of fire, was ugly, so his mother Hera threw him at the foot of Mount Olympus.

 When he grew up, Hephaestus built an extremely beautiful chair - the Throne of Hephaestus. The vain Hera took the bait and sat on it. Then, her whole body was locked by the mechanism of the chair. Hephaestus completed his revenge. "

Noah pulled Su Mingan and led him through the streets.

 “You want to use a metaphor, you are the God of Fire?” Su Mingan said.

　　Noah does give people the impression of "flame", whether it is his golden hair like a flame or his passionate and warm temperament like a flame.

"I just want to say that this is a good opportunity." Noah said: "The best way to weaken the gods is to kill the people possessed by the gods. In this way, each of us is like a 'Hepheus' Throne of Thos'."

Su Mingan is thoughtful.

　　Noah uncovered the entrance to the underground passage that resembled a manhole cover. A wide and vast underground square appeared in front of you. More than fifteen meters high, there is even a virtual projection, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, making this underground city no different from the surface city.

Over the years, the forces resisting Doomsday City have gathered here.

 Along the way, Noah talked about his experiences in recent years.

“In the past six years, I lost my last relative.” Noah said: “She is my niece, an eighty-year-old old woman. What she likes to do most is to look for games before the century cataclysm.

 As a result, she did not die in the chaotic war, but died in a major purge of the city lord. The game cartridges she collected in her hand were identified as ‘cultural remnants of the last century’, and she was identified as ‘playing violent games and having a rebellious spirit’. "

Su Mingan guessed what Noah did later, and Noah was completely heartbroken. So he no longer served Doomsday City wholeheartedly, but contacted such underground cities in order to overthrow the Doomsday City regime.

Every word of Noah contains great pain. For Su Mingan, Caius Tower is just a simulated world that keeps looping. But for the people inside, they really lived through a long time.

 The pain, despair, sorrow, and confusion they experienced are all real.

 But these times, Su Mingan has no way of knowing.

 “And today…” Su Mingan said.

“Today, you are back, Grandpa.” Noah looked at him.

  Noah’s eyes were hot, like fire.

“Every time I see you, my heart skips a beat and I can’t help myself.”

Su Mingan: "...why."

  Noah thought about this question seriously.

“Perhaps because you are the one who has the future.” Noah said:

 “You are different from those of us who are imprisoned in the past.

 We are destined to be unable to see the spring of the future, and can only repeatedly sink into the most dangerous, miserable, and desperate times, but you can move towards the future without any scruples.

 So we will do our best to push you into spring. "

　　　…”

Su Mingan narrowed his eyes slightly.

 He didn’t tell Noah that his favor was just a product of the system’s forcible improvement.

 …

Noah took him to the deepest part of the underground city, to a church-like building.

 A slender girl stood there.

She stood under the colored window, and the virtual light was projected from the top of the hall, reflecting on her face. She put her hands on her chest in a gesture of mourning. It was as if there was something ethereal lingering around her.

Hearing the noise, she turned around and looked at him with her clear green eyes, like a quiet lake in the forest.

 (End of this chapter)