Before dawn.

Sha Jin was called out. This time, he was asked to go to the city to buy parts for repairing the lighthouse. A lighthouse on the reef had a problem and needed to be repaired.

The old man knocked on the door roughly and shouted.

"You guy, you know how to play these days, and you don't do anything serious."

"There must be no problems with the lighthouse, and it must be repaired quickly."

The old man roared a few times, and then returned to the top with a thud. He kept watch over the lights last night, and he hasn't rested yet.

On the quilt spread on the ground, Mustache stood up and yawned. He looked outside, and it was still dark.

"Do you work so hard every day?"

Sha Jin got up from the oval bed that was somewhat similar to a bird's nest. He was used to it: "It's not hard work, what are you doing there?"

Mustache: "My task is very special."

Shakin asked, "What does it mean to be very special?"

Mustache: "What I do every day is to make friends."

Sha Jin asked, "What kind of friends do you make?"

Mustache: "For example, to comfort some noble ladies who have suffered from domestic violence, or to lead some young girls who have been imprisoned at home since childhood and do not know the beautiful sky outside to appreciate the beauty of the world. You know that I like to help others the most."

The way Sha Jin looked at Mustache changed, whether it was disdain or envy. Or maybe both!

Sha Jin: "Then why did you come here? This place is only one step away from the end of the world, but there are no noble widows and princesses who were raised in the castle since childhood?"

Mustache: "You know, nice people are always unpopular, right?"

"I have done good deeds and used my kind heart to help those in need, but people always yell at me and kill me."

Sha Jin also seemed to understand.

However, he didn't have the slightest sympathy, and felt that this kid deserved it.

on the way.

The more Sha Jin thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more jealous he became.

Hateful, he also wants to be a "good guy".

Chatting, the two of them flew to Bingshan City.

Sha Jin entered the city and ran into the tavern owner who had just left.

The other party saw the mustache next to Sha Jin. The other party was well-dressed, and even the beard was neatly trimmed.

"Oh, I brought friends over today."

Sha Jin looked at the well-dressed mustache, shook his head and said.

"It's not a friend, it's from outside, let me take him for a stroll."

When passing by the pharmacy, the clerk of the pharmacy also greeted him, and this girl with a little sand gold came up to him and said excitedly.

"Shajin, tell me about the method you mentioned earlier today!"

Sha Jin smiled: "No problem, I will talk to you when I come back." The white-clothed clerk nodded: "Okay, thank you."

The handsome mustache looked back at the tavern, and then at the girl in white in front of him.

He thought about it: "Shajin, no wonder he is reluctant to leave!"

Sha Jin didn't bother to talk to this guy: "Don't look familiar to me, don't expose me, I'm just an ordinary lighthouse keeper, I don't know such a magnificent person as you." Mustache accompanied Sha Jin, along the way I saw many people saying hello to Sha Jin, and sometimes Sha Jin would help these people repair some simple things.

The small ones have lamps and trailers, and the big ones even have windmills and dock rails.

Watching Sha Jin work hard for a long time to repair a small gas lamp, and finally lit it, Sha Jin wiped his oily hands on his clothes, and wiped the lamp clean by the way.

An old woman held a gas lamp, kept patting Shajin's strong arms, opened her mouth with only a few teeth, praised Shajin, and offered money to Shajin.

Sha Jin kept waving his hands, but he didn't accept it in the end.

He told the pharmacy clerk how the witch doctor he had heard

The secret of refining witchcraft, and then accepted the adoring eyes of the clerk, and then repeatedly told the clerk not to tell others.

Mustache looked at Sha Jin who was busy.

Although he is a little tired and confused about life, it can be seen that Sha Jin enjoys it.

After all the busy work, I finally bought the repair parts.

Reef number seven.

on the lighthouse.

Sha Jin was overhauling the parts inside the lighthouse. Holding a wrench, he poked his head out covered in oil, taking a breath outside.

On the top of the tower outside, an old friend was sitting on it and chatting leisurely with him.

When there were only two of them, Sha Jin couldn't help talking about his plan, preparations and secrets for the mission.

It was impossible to say these things originally. Everyone's tasks and missions are kept secret, but the opening has been opened, and it seems that there is no way to abide by it so strictly.

"That is the legendary adventurer!"

"The Platinum and Bremen opened up the Northern Sea Route, discovered the Primordial Ocean, and once traveled through the black storm to the end of the world."

"Can you imagine?"

"Can you imagine what the end of the world would be like?"

"No, you must not think of it."

"You haven't seen the horror of the black storm, so you don't know the greatness of the adventurers who can pass through there, and you can't imagine the meaning of reaching the end of the world."

When Sha Jin talked about this, he became chattering and became extraordinarily talkative. He kept talking about the greatness of the Platinum, what they had done.

He speaks as if he is also an adventurer, but in fact he has never taken any adventures. He is just a person who guards the lighthouse and guides the ships going to the primitive ocean for fishing and adventure.

People may know the tower, but not him.

Mustache looked at Shajin and asked, "Breman, have you been looking for him?"

Sha Jin nodded, looking at the primordial ocean to the north.

"If it's really an apostle, it shouldn't be so easy to die!"

"If I can find him, I will definitely know what's in the black storm." When he said this, Sha Jin's expression changed slightly.

He said.

"I can..."

"After fulfilling the mission God entrusted to me and the oath I made in front of the statue, I can leave here with peace of mind."

Mustache couldn't help but said: "You guys, you were killed by things like missions and oaths."

"No matter what his vows and missions are, they are not as important as his own happiness."

Sha Jin looked at the mustache a little angrily, just like when he was in the academy when he was a boy.

"Oaths are sacred things. If the oaths we make can be broken at will, then what is the meaning of our existence?"

Mustache: "The meaning of our existence is to live happily."

There is no way to convince others of such things as outlook on life.

Mustache no longer argues with Sha Jin about this, both of them have grown up, sometimes there is no need to argue to the end for a result and answer as before.

He leaned lazily on the top of the tower, looking at the end of the sea.

"However, I'm curious about what's inside the black storm you mentioned."

"Tell me, who is the Supreme God?"

"The legendary master of life, master of dreams, is there a creator?"

"Are they really there?"

Sha Jin: "Isn't the Creator the ruler of life?"

Mustache didn't answer, but asked a question.

"If the ruler of life is the Creator, it is the one who created everything."

"Then, who created the dream master who is also the master?"

"It is said in the scriptures that the master of dreams is as great as the master of life.

The Great Being is the Supreme God in the same Person. "

It was a very simple question, which seemed to have stopped Sha Jin from asking.

Shajin asked, "Who is the Creator?"

The old friend seemed to know something: "Then you can only ask the oldest ones, maybe only they can know."

Suddenly, Mustache stood up and looked at Shajin with a smile on his face.

He said, "I'll find it for you!"

Sha Jin: "Huh?"

The old friend said: "I will go to Breman, the captain of the Platinum, for you, and ask how to enter the end of the world."

Sha Jin waved his hands again and again: "No need, you also have your own responsibilities and tasks."

Sha Jin is a person who doesn't like to trouble others, but the old friend is a person who is hard to be rejected.

"But if you can't go in and take a look, you must be unwilling!"

"Have been here for so many years, have done so much."

"You want an answer anyway, don't you?"

The old friend sighed.

"Shajin, you are such a stubborn guy, you have been since you were a child."

"The things and principles we have identified will never be changed."

Sha Jin: "Isn't that good?"

Old friend: "People who are not good at flexibility, who can't cunningly use rules and principles to serve themselves, are easy to suffer."

"Because what you believe to be right is belief and truth in your eyes, but in the eyes of others, it is just a tool for profit."

"They use rules and reason to make you pay and sacrifice, and then represent the rules and reason to take away everything you get after giving and sacrificing reasonably."

"Nobody remembers you."

"Others only remember them."

Sha Jin: "As long as you do what you want to do, it's fine, and it's fine if you suffer some losses."

The old friend said helplessly: "Those people will take advantage of your thinking, assign any kind of hard work to you, and then sit back and enjoy the rewards."

But Shakin said, "Someone has to do these things!"

The old friend spread his hands: "Listen, this is how hard work falls on people like you." Sha Jin didn't speak.

He didn't like these words, and he didn't like the cruel reality in them, but he couldn't refute them.

Sha Jin's old friend is a person who thinks of something and will do it immediately.

It was only a few words, and the two of them were definitely about to part.

The day of parting.

He stood on the boat and bid farewell to Sha Jin. The farther the boat drove, he looked at the snow-capped mountains and the farmland in the town under the sun.

Looking at the lighthouse, there is also the alluvial gold that has turned into a black spot.

"What a peaceful place!"

He couldn't help saying: "My old friend, I really envy you."

Desert of the sun.

The city of magic tools.

In a small prayer hall, the Yiren youth saw a snake man in a sacred robe.

The young man was wearing a cloak, with leather armor engraved with ritual arrays and runes inside, a sword in his hand, and a crossbow inlaid with magic crystals on his waist.

After the young man finished praying, the snake man gave him a picture bead.

"The hand of pain."

"Go represent the gods and kill this traitor."

After reading it, the young man looked up and asked, "What did he do, why did you kill him?" The snake man said, "You don't need to know why, and you can't ask."

"The **** and the temple gave you everything, the way to advance and the qualification to stay in the temple, the power and the status of the hand of pain."

"What is needed is that you unconditionally obey the will of the **** and the temple, and eradicate the enemies of the **** and those who betray the god."

"Instead of asking...why."

The young man slowly lowered his hand holding the bead: "I see."

After the young man turned around, the other party was still facing

he said.

"He gave up his duty and mission because he was greedy for life and fear of death. This is absolutely not allowed."

"If everyone is like him, when will our great plan be completed." The young man stood with his back behind his back for a long time before he said, "I understand."

I understand what he said, and it is somewhat similar to the sentence Sha Jin once said, and he said it with extra force.

Inside the bead held by the young man, a person's face is turning like a distorting mirror, elongated, twisted and constantly changing.

Looking carefully at the person above, he has a neatly trimmed mustache.

iceberg island.

Shajin is still in a hurry as usual, checking and repairing the lighthouse on the reef every day, constantly going back and forth on the sea, and going to the city every few days, even on vacation.

But compared to before, he had a little more hope.

Sometimes he would think about what his old friend said to him, saying that he would help him find Bremen, but the other party didn't say much, and only said one sentence before leaving.

But he kept it in his heart.

However, even though he was looking forward to it in his heart, he always said the opposite: "It should just be said!"

Or say: "How can it be so easy to find!"

On this day, the clerk of the pharmacy in the city brought a person to the lighthouse and shouted Sha Jin's name from below.

Sha Jin walked out from the warehouse behind the lighthouse and looked at the two of them.

He looked at the girl first, and then at the other person.

From the tall and strong silhouette, he seemed to see the shadow of the past, and once again showed an expression of disbelief and excitement on his face: "Third brother?"

The other party also smiled together: "Brother Shajin."

The girl in white looked at Sha Jin and said, "He said he knew you, so I brought him here." Sha Jin immediately said, "This is a kid from my hometown. Later, he said he was going to join the army, but he didn't expect to come to see me. "

He looked at the other party's special attire and the things he was wearing. Others might not be able to see it, but he could tell that they were all props.

The girl in white brought the man and left, while Sha Jin brought the young man to the warehouse. While he was busy, he happily chatted with each other.

"I heard from the second child that you stayed in the temple later, and now you are an important person in the temple."

The young man shook his head: "It's not an important person, but he did stay in the temple."

Sha Jin was happy for the other party: "That is better than both of us."

The young man didn't say much about his current situation, he shifted the topic to the other side: "Second brother, he has been here before."

Sha Jin nodded: "Come, but already left."

The young man asked again, "Did he say where he was going?"

Sha Jin didn't think too much, and shook his head directly: "He didn't say that, he just said that he would come to see me when he had time."

Sha Jin looked at the young man, and asked with a smile on his face, "Old man, what are you doing here?" When the young man heard that the man was not there, he sat down relaxedly, on a stump for chopping firewood: "I It’s the same, I’m passing by here on a mission, so I’ll come and see you.”

Sha Jin nodded happily: "Okay, we haven't seen each other for so many years, let's have a good talk together." He smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you two would come to see me one after another. This really makes me so happy .”

Young people are somewhat taciturn, or in other words, not good at speaking.

After a while, he asked again, "How long will you stay?"

The young man said, "It's not planned yet, but there's no rush."

at dusk.

Sha Jin went to overhaul the lighthouse again, and hurriedly flew to the sea in the drizzle.

But the Yiren youth came to the pier alone, and handed a letter to a person who got off the boat.

"The target was not found, but the target may return," he said.

The other party asked, "Is there a problem with alluvial gold?"

When the young man heard the other party's question, he looked at the other party intently.

"He is God's most loyal believer and servant. He has guarded in this bitter cold place for ten years for a mission. You have no right to doubt him."

land of light.

An orchestra is playing in an auditorium in a city, and many musicians on the stage are playing various pieces of music, gathering together to form a grand chapter.

The title of the piece is "Freedom of Choice".

Listening to the name should be about the praise of freedom, it should be as cheerful and unrestrained as the wind, but for some reason, apart from the joy and unrestrained at the beginning of the performance, the next one gives people an unspeakable sadness and despair.

To start, everyone closes their eyes together.

I felt as if I was riding a boat and saw the legendary land of hope and the bright heaven on the sea.

Seeing the golden light falling from the sky, all the beauty is in it.

But as the performance continues, the people present seem to feel that they are bound and imprisoned in a cage. The kingdom of heaven seems to have become a bondage, and the eternal beauty has turned into despair.

Everyone wanted to struggle hard to get out of that cage, but they couldn't wait no matter how long they waited. They seemed to feel that their hearts were dying, and they were crying out in despair.

After a long wait, finally saw the light.

at last.

In the peaceful ensemble melody, everyone seemed to see a ship sailing far away and heading home.

"Papa papa papa~"

When the performance was over, everyone stood up and applauded warmly.

On the seat, Sha Jin's old friend happened to be there.

And after the curtain call of this grand ensemble, Mustache stopped a Winged Man who came out from behind the stage.

"Hello, Bremen, the captain of the Platinum, the master Bremen who drew "The Lost Kingdom"!" "Or I can also call you, Bremen the Oldest."

Bremen looked at each other: "How do you know me?"

"There are so many people named Bremen, how can you be sure that I am the one?"

Mustache: "Because there are so many people named Bremen, there will be legends in every generation." "So, it's not normal!"

"Besides, Bremen doesn't seem like a name that a Winged Man would take. What kind of person would be so persistent in choosing this name for himself?"

"There must be a reason for this!"

Mustache looked at Bremen: "Only the oldest person in the legend, the immortal, would do this!"

"It's just that I didn't expect you to become a Winged Man this time."

It took him a lot of effort to finally find a clue by accident. He has completed many difficult tasks, this time is not a task, but he has completed it more seriously than all previous tasks.

Bremen didn't deny it, he directly admitted it.

He shook his head: "What does appearance matter? What matters is the heart we have." "The heart does not change, so it doesn't matter how we change our appearance."

"If the heart is rotten, even if the body is still young, it is like a tree that has been rotted away."

He said: "I just wanted to be closer to the primordial ocean, so this time I came here."

Mustache didn't quite understand.

Bremen didn't say anything, he took a few steps forward and waved.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it at the place where I live!"

Breman came to his current residence with a mustache. He changed into a suit of clothes. When he came to the living room, the mustache was already standing under a painting in the living room.

The picture-in-picture is a boat with many people on board.

The captain with a pipe in his mouth, the dull first mate, the short second mate, the beautiful ship doctor and so on.

Everyone looked longingly at the light at the end of the sky.

It's just that the light is very strange, like a belt, shuttling between the stars.

There seems to be something under the light

, but no matter how you look at it, you can't see it clearly.

The light and shadow effects of this painting, as well as the technique and artistic conception expressed are unimaginable, even surpassing the legendary "Lost Country".

Mustache seemed to know the ship: "Platinum."

He turned his head and asked Bremen, "What did you and your crew see at the end of the world in the black storm?"

Bremen: "You want to know?"

"I'm curious," he said.

Bremen: "If you're just curious, I won't tell you."

Mustache said: "I have a close friend guarding the iceberg island you once arrived at. He has to guard there for a mission. I hope to find the answer for him."

Bremen: "What kind of best friend?"

Mustache said: "No matter when, no matter how much time has passed, he is my best friend, my brother."

Bremen looked at the painting, looking at the figures on the boat.

Hearing what the mustache said, he said a little lonely.

"I used to have many friends who were my crew members and my brothers and sisters." "We chose to start a great adventure, but we couldn't choose to end it." "However."

"No matter how much time has passed, no matter what time, they are still my crew, my brothers and sisters."

"Such a person is worth cherishing, because it is impossible for us to have any more." Finally, he turned his head.

Bremen finally told Mustache what had happened.

"Long ago, the master of life created an artifact."

"It is a glass jar, carried by the **** of the tenth Ruhe."

Mustache was stunned by the opening words: "What kind of glass tank needs a **** of Luhe to carry it?"

Breman stared at the young face and eyes of Mustache: "Because there is a world in that glass jar."

"That artifact can speed up the time in that world, and it can also give people who enter the world the power of almost immortality."

Mustache opened his mouth wide and he couldn't understand it at all, nor could he imagine it.

"God put a world into a glass jar?"

Bremen: "Don't speculate on the power of the Supreme God. Their greatness and power are beyond our imagination and beyond our imagination."

He turned around, he sat on the bench, and let Mustache sit down too.

Gently he picked up a pipe and lit it with a candle.

Then, in the smoky atmosphere, the story of the past was talked about.

"That was our last adventure, and it was also our longest adventure. We sailed the ship to the end of the world."

"We crossed the primordial ocean, and passed through the black storm."

"There, we saw the nihilium mother and the world in the glass jar." Mustache: "And then?"

Breman tapped the pipe, turned his head to look at the mustache.

"We entered the world in the glass jar."

"Then."

He smiled, but Mustache didn't know how to describe that smile, he just felt terrible.

Not because Bremen was terrible, but because the years and loneliness revealed behind that smile were terrible.

"Stayed in it for more than a million years."

"Actually, I don't know how long it is, maybe close to two million years."

Mustache stood up all of a sudden: "More than a million years?"

Breman was lying on the chair, and he nodded.

He took a puff of a cigarette: "Do you know what happens to a life that survives a million years?"

Mustache shook his head, he just felt that this unit was scary, so scary that it made people feel chills in the bones.

Breman said.

"The human heart is like the water in a lake, it will be exhausted."

"Unless you have

Have certain attachments that are so strong that they cannot be dissipated over time, then you will turn into a river, continuously producing new strength to support your heart. "

"However, the persistence of most people cannot exceed the years."

"Their love can last for a few years or ten years, and then it is wasted in life."

"Their hatred can last for decades, or even hundreds of years, before finally dissipating in the dust."

"But whether it's decades or hundreds of years, that's all."

"It's not worth mentioning from a million years, and the gap between a million years and hundreds of millions of years is even more indescribable."

"Most people say they will love someone forever because they don't know the meaning of eternity."

Mustache stood where he was, motionless.

He couldn't imagine what the person in front of him had experienced, how long he had lived, and what kind of life he had experienced.

For the first time, he felt that the gap between himself and another life was not in strength, but in other things.

He stared at Bremen and said with a trill.

"Is this...the God Seed?"

He then asked, "How did you get out after that?"

Bremen: "The **** of dominion opened the glass jar to create new species, and when the species was born, we came out."

Mustache looked at the painting: "Did the people in that painting come out together?" "Are they... still alive?"

Bremen looked at the painting, too, he said.

"No."

"They're dead."

Mustache: "How did they die?"

Bremen: "In the aquarium, they're dead, their hearts have been eaten away."

"All I can do is take them home with me."

"That was their last obsession."

When he said this, Bremen, who was always able to maintain a calm and demeanor, showed an expression he had never seen before.

The corner of his mouth was bitter, and his eyes were extremely sad.

"do you know?"

"That tree..."

He swallowed, as if he didn't know what to say.

After a while, he continued.

"A tree stronger than steel!"

"The moment it reached the shore, it withered in an instant, and there was nothing left of it."

He was choked up, unable to maintain his emotions, as if he had lost the most precious thing in his life.

"The fallen leaves all over the sky are floating in the air, floating towards the place we came from."

"Float."

"Where we started more than a million years ago."

Mustache looked at Bremen, he didn't understand.

"Isn't it good to live forever?"

Bremen turned to look at Mustache and told him seriously.

"What matters is freedom of choice, not immortality."

"I can choose to follow this path of eternal life, or I can choose to abandon it and choose another path."

"Just as the Creator gave us."

"Eternal life that cannot be chosen, and life that cannot die, are the most terrible curses in the world."

At this time, Mustache finally understood the meaning of that performance, what was behind the piece of music called "Free Choice".

Mustache: "Why does the **** live forever?"

Bremen shook his head: "You got it upside down."

"Gods do not become gods because of eternal life, but gods need eternal life, and immortality becomes the property of gods."

"Eternal life is just an incidental thing for the gods."

"They have an indelible attachment, so they have eternal life, because their ideals and obsessions need the power of eternal life to support them~ lightnovelpub.net~ This is the first time Xiao Huzi heard this

He thought about it for a long time.

Then he asked one last question.

"So, you didn't see the Supreme God in the end."

"Is it true that only the gods can see the Supreme God?"

Bremen shook his head and told Mustache.

"Whether you are a myth or a mortal, it is the same to them."

"The so-called power and authority are completely meaningless to them."

He said.

"Only when you bear your destiny, you will see the Supreme God, otherwise, even if it is a myth, you will not be able to see their shadows."

Mustache probably understood.

He stood up, thanked Bremen solemnly, and then turned to leave.

But after Mustache left, Breman still looked up at the painting, which was drawn by him himself.

Under the candlelight, he smoked quietly.

He no longer has the pride and boldness of the past, and perhaps he will no longer be able to become a captain.

Because there is no more crew in this world who can board his ship.