Chapter 731 Chapter 729 · "You are, the best."

  Su Ming'an stared at the "city owner".

  —Who is this?

  Is it a god, or is Lin Guang in disguise, or...the real Asa Aktor?

  Su Ming'an's breathing was a little short, the "City Lord" had a calm and composed aura, and his eyes were so indifferent that it was terrifying.

   The temperament of the two is like looking in a mirror.

   Suddenly, a force came from Su Ming'an's arm. Before the "city lord" found them, Noah pulled Su Ming'an away with all his strength and fled into the shadow of the city.

  …

   "Click."

   The cabin door opened, and the white-haired youth walked down the steps step by step into the ice-white room.

  The first couplet: Magpies on the branch are filled with joy; the second couplet: Spring flowers are blooming and the earth is spring.

   He took out the Spring Festival couplet that had been dried with ink, and stuck it to the door, smoothing out every tiny fold. He has posted such couplets dozens of times, and they change them every year. Now that he has a deep understanding of the culture of the Dragon Kingdom, there will be no more asymmetrical writing.

   In addition, there are various photos and pictures posted on the walls of the room, so many that there is no gap.

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

   "I've been to many places for adventure. The original place was a city full of mushrooms..."

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

  In those days, people were attracted by these interesting stories, influenced by the missionary halo, and were willing to stop and listen to the voice of the city owner. But no one thought that the one who listened most seriously back then was actually the number one enemy far away in the City of God.

  Linguang saved every recording, and stored thousands of folders in the terminal of his underground laboratory.

   "...In that city, there is also a little girl who likes to call me 'Doctor', her name is Xiaohan. I was awakened in a laboratory, and she said, Doctor, we are the last hope of mankind..."

The voices of   screen recordings come from all directions, and these stories have been heard thousands of times over the past 40 years. Since no one was talking to him, he kept listening.

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

   However, there are many voices that annoy him, and over the years, he can always hear various auditory hallucinations:

   "…I decided to follow you, I like someone who always has a 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 to the point of numbness and despair. I want to follow you and start over."

"You're the best."

  “…”

   Repeated, nightmare-like, disturbing voices.

   He wanted to grab his head with his hands, tearing out all the sounds in his head, or pulling his ears off.

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

   Thirty years ago, he clearly had a lot of tough methods. For example, when he first met Lewis, he used the mechanical army of the City of God to wipe out the beacon fire gathering place that had not yet been established. Or, when all the inhabitants advocated handing over Lewis, he drove a huge army of alien beasts to kill these cowards who only knew how to hand over heroes. Or, when Lewis came to his city of gods as a guest, let him be completely disabled to prevent the possibility of the city of gods falling...

   He clearly has countless ways to defeat the freedom camp.

   But he didn't do it.

   Instead, he was indulgent, watching Doomsday City grow, watching the army approaching the city, watching Lewis prevent the nuclear explosion, and showed his blade to him.

   So in the end, it was reasonable that he ran away like a lost dog when the city of God, which was going to fate, was defeated.

   Over the years, he has traveled to many parts of the world like an ordinary backpacker. He has met homeless people on the wasteland, lived in uninhabited frontier towns, walked past the massive martyr's tomb during the War of the Dawn, and saw many pictures of residents getting along with each other.

   The thin mother shivered to save the last bite of food for her child, the blood-covered soldiers desperately returned to the camp with resources on their backs, and the elderly couple held hands to the end of their lives together...

   He seems to be able to understand something, something called "emotion" that Lewis showed before.

   "Click."

   He opened a box,

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

   He pressed it to his lips.

   This is a dangerous move.

   Even though the little mantis was not fully developed, the blade of the forearm was very sharp, piercing his lips, and the pain of cracking in the gums, he did not move it away, until the restless it calmed down.

  …Pain is a wonderful feeling. As he recalled the taste of blood in his mouth, he thought that many people had vomited blood from his shooting, including Lewis.

   At this moment, they may feel the same. He felt the pain that Lewis had experienced.

   chewing on the smell of blood, his empty heart suddenly filled with a strange and peaceful mood.

   He turned the pistol around his waist, suddenly aimed at his abdomen, and fired with a bang. In an instant, his face was pale with pain, and cold sweat fell from his forehead and soaked his collar.

  The bullet pierced through his abdomen, blood seeping out.

   "It's so painful..." he murmured.

  …What about the arm that was penetrated? What about the palm? What about the thighs? What about being strangled? What about being thrown on the wall?

  The injury he caused Lewis was far more than one abdominal injury. If he could feel similar pain, wouldn't he be able to understand some of this friend's feelings and thoughts?

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

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

  …

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

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

  Noah pulled Su Mingan and led him through the streets.

   "You mean metaphor, you are that fire god?" Su Mingan said.

  Noah does give the impression of "flame", whether it is his flame-like golden hair or his flame-like enthusiasm and warm disposition.

"I just wanted to say, this is a great opportunity," Noah said. "The best way to weaken the gods - is to kill the people the gods possess. In this way, each of us is like a 'Hephaus' Throne of Thoth'."

  Su Mingan was thoughtful.

  Noah uncovered an underground passage that resembled a manhole cover. Walking into the ground, the wires and the solidified cement are scattered scattered by the feet. Some abrupt white iron gates became the defense entrance of the underground passage.

   A wide and vast underground plaza appeared in front of you. Above the height of more than fifteen meters, there is even a virtual projection, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, making this underground city no different from the surface city.

  Su Mingan looked at the market, the flow of people, and the underground buildings in front of him.

   In recent years, the "New Beacon Fire" army, which resisted the brutal rule of Doom City, has expanded more and more rapidly, like a spark ignited a prairie fire.

   Various resistance forces have sprung up like mushrooms after the rain and gathered here.

   On the way, Noah talked about his experience in recent years.

   "In the past 6 years, I lost my last relative." Noah said: "She is my niece, and she is an 80-year-old old woman. Her favorite thing to do is to find the games before the cataclysm of the century.

   As a result, she did not die in the chaotic war, nor in the cruel famine and cold, but in a great purge of the city lord. The game cassettes in her collection were identified as 'cultural remnants of the last century', while she was identified as 'playing violent games and having a heart to resist'. "

  Noah said this and smiled sadly:

   "It's unreasonable, it's weird, isn't it? A person was charged for such a reason - just for collecting some game cartridges.

   I knelt at the feet of the city lord, begging him not to kill her. However, it was useless at all. I still remember the cold light in the eyes of the city lord. He looked at me like an ant crawling on the ground... I suddenly realized at that moment that I, who had been fighting for the city of Doom for most of my life on the battlefield, actually Not even a single strand of hair.

   No matter whether the city owner is the city owner or not, when he makes the wrong first step, I should start to firmly oppose it instead of condoning it.

   When he becomes a hindrance, he should be stopped, even overthrown. "

  Noah did not continue to speak.

  Su Ming'an guessed what Noah did later, and Noah was completely cold-hearted. So instead of serving Doomsday City wholeheartedly, he contacted such an underground city and wanted to subvert the regime of Doomsday City.

Every word of   Noah contains great pain. For Su Mingan, Kaiusta is just a simulated world that is constantly looping. But for the people among them, they really lived through the long years.

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

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

   "And today..." Su Mingan said.

   "Today, you're back, grandpa." Noah looked at him.

  Noah's eyes were hot, like fire.

"Every time I see you, my heart beats, and I can't help myself not to help you. Today, when I passed by the teahouse and saw you, I forgot all the tasks for the day and just wanted to take the risk pull you away."

  Su Ming'an: "...why."

  Noah thought about it seriously.

   "Maybe because you are the one with the future." Noah said:

   "You are different from those of us who have been imprisoned in the past.

   We are destined to not be able to see the future spring, and we can only repeatedly sink into the most dangerous, tragic and desperate times, but you can go to 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 the product of the system's forced promotion.

  …

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

   A slender girl stood there.

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

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

   (end of this chapter)