Chapter 226 Still Needs Effort

At 4:30 in the morning, Milo dragged his tired body back to the office.

In the time it took her to cross the corridor and pull out the chair, not even the devil dared to speak and irritate her aching brain.

"Huh..." She scooped up the warm water that had been poured at some point and moistened her lips bit by bit.

When the computer senses the owner's approach, the screen lights up automatically and messages flash by quickly. Emails marked in red need to be processed immediately.

In addition to the red-marked email, an inconspicuous prompt popped up in the lower left corner.

[Bishop Ding Pingsu has joined the sequence of beings]

The water cup shook a little and was slowly placed back on the table.

Within seven days, Ding Pingsu will only be a name left, and will remain active in the system for a long time, and will eventually be merged into [D].

Within three years, all memories of him will fade, leaving only the special personnel file in the filing cabinet - a strange object - to retain traces of his existence.

"Ha..." Milo breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers subconsciously pressing the keyboard and then slowly releasing it.

[“I remember he was your classmate, right?”] The devil’s voice was very calm, so calm that it seemed deliberate.

Yes, Milo answered in a very calm tone.

There were many children receiving training in the same batch as her.

The Church of Light only needs elites, especially those with super powers who can go out on field missions or are proficient in research, preferably geniuses who have both identities.

But when children just turn 5, the most we can see is their general personality, whether they have superpowers and basic intelligence.

Therefore, the Church of Light will let in many children in the first stage of screening. The only criteria at this time are having super powers and having normal intelligence.

She and Ding Pingsu are always the best among them.

Before her ninth birthday, she was able to independently handle abnormal areas of decryption tendencies, and Ding Ping has an intuition stronger than that of wild animals, extraordinary luck, and a very smart mind.

But what she and her classmates envy most is Ding Pingsu's determination.

He is clearly a person who takes the research route, but he still embraces hope after knowing everything there is to know.

Despair was never an option he considered, not even the other projects of the Church of Light.

He is like an idealist who has leapt from the technological age to the modern era, firmly believing that humanity can successfully save itself before giving up everything.

"I'm sorry?"

No, in fact it's a miracle that he is still alive.

Milo's fingers pressed on the keyboard again without him noticing.

She opened the red-marked emails one by one, and in between thoughts she sorted out her memories of Ding Pingsu over the past few decades.

[“You are so arrogant.”] Naturally, the devil also saw Miroku in his memory, that arrogant child.

"You really never thought he would survive until now."

Yes, so I never thought about paying attention to and getting to know him from the beginning.

Young Miroku firmly believed that people like Ding Pingsu would not make it to the end. She could see that even Ding Pingsu himself knew that the plan he had made would not be able to be fully implemented.

He may be an idealist, but it is impossible for the church's accountants to generate electricity with ideals.

What about an idealist who wakes up every day full of energy, maintains hope in the face of doom, but has enough intelligence to understand the depth of the predicament?

Will work hard, will take the initiative to undertake the most dangerous tasks, will - self-destruct.

Therefore, after growing up, Miroku chose the Apostle Plan and management matters as a backup, while Ding Pingsu chose the shelved Sky Tree Plan and research and exploration tasks.

She and her peers died one by one, most of them merged silently into the soul pool, waiting for the arrival of the "new world", while a few entered the sequence of beings, existing and non-existing.

"On the bright side, the Church's extraction of existence is a means, not an end. It's completely different from the Abyss's erasure of existence."

The devil's tone revealed a hint of sadness. Even with a splitting headache, Miroku didn't miss this. "Who are you thinking about now?"

"Hmm? Aren't we discussing Dingpingsu?"

I asked, who are you thinking about now.

The devil was silent for a moment, as if coming to a definite conclusion after a long period of thought. [“You.”]

Miroku remained noncommittal, her intuition telling her that the devil wasn't lying, but he wasn't right either.

I'm afraid the devil himself knows this, and his sorrow has no place to rest.

But after all, can the devil be sad?

[“No.”] Its tone became cheerful again. [“Of all the negative emotions, I can only feel anger.”]

And greed.

“Greed is happiness.”

Well, I have to admit that your acting is pretty good and you just fooled me.

"Thank you. Do you want me to wipe your tears with my embroidered handkerchief?"

Milo didn't cry, her eyes were dry, and she only felt tired from staring at the screen for a long time.

During the time she was joking with the devil, she had already processed all the red-marked emails and was reading the intelligence information fed back from the monitoring center.

The rejection team and the Knights successfully harvested a core of extremely high quality, as well as various toxins of varying quantities and unknown composition.

The students returned safely and handed in a large number of low- and medium-level anomaly cores.

Ding Pingsu's last instruction was not in vain, he was... as lucky as ever.

His bet was right. By then, the toxin's main body had already passed through the energy pile shield and reached the vicinity of the central system. Its target must be the World Tree system.

The toxin's specific purpose remains unclear, and perhaps never will be. Its body dissolved in the intense heat, and Chen Xiao'ai and the newly born snake were subsequently brought nearby to confirm this.

In order to ensure that similar incidents do not occur again in the future and that even if they do occur, they will not affect the survival of the church, energy piles will only be established in areas far away from the main bases, and a control system independent of the monitoring center will be set up.

Beep beep.

As she typed quickly, the communication system popped up.

The only communication window with built-in prompts seemed to be the one for the online meeting... Milo's fingers suddenly paused, and she had a bad guess.

Click.

Milo subconsciously clicked on the window and immediately saw a large number of characters.

【:welcome】

This is the usual welcome from Space, and below is——

[Ding Pingsu: Hello, everyone.]

【Ding Pingsu: expression, expression, expression】

[Ting Ping Su: Hey, I can't use animated emoticons after I come in.]

[Ding Pingsu: Does anyone know how to add emoticons? ]

【C: Please do not occupy the communication channel during your free time. 】

Miroku covered his mouth: The only reason C didn't curse was probably because he took into consideration that Dingpingsu was reporting for the first day today.

Ding Pingsu: Sorry, I understand.

[Ding Pingsu: Can I send you important information? ]

【C: Yes, please send it. 】

【Dingpingsu: 【Picture】】

Ding Pingsu: Great, great, it turns out that things in my mind can be directly materialized!

Ding Pingsu: Wait, do we have brains? Let me try sending an animated emoji.

【Ding Pingsu: expression, expression, expression.】

[Ding Pingsu: Why can’t I send it out? QAQ]

Existence-Dingpingsu has been muted, countdown 1 hour 00 minutes 00 seconds.

"Ha." Milo shook his head with a smile and clicked on the picture he had just posted. It was the data changes caused by the moment the meteor and toxin hit the energy pile.

Ding Pingsu is a bishop. If he dies near the monitoring center or its extended computer system, he will automatically return to the sequence of beings.

At the moment of his death, he briefly took over the World Tree system, expelling the infiltrating toxins and "incidentally" collecting valid data.

You are worthy of it.

Milo right-clicked to save the picture, and the slight melancholy in his heart disappeared.

She set the alarm and prepared to go to sleep on time in two hours, using 5 hours of sleep to ensure at least 48 hours of sleep in the next

Continuous operation of the time.

Miroku said in his heart as he typed on the keyboard: "You can actually save him."

"I'm not a god, how can I predict the future?"

As long as you persist in intervening, he will not die.

"Are you blaming me? It's your choice."

No, I'm very happy.

I'm not happy about Ding Pingsu's death, but I'm happy that you didn't take action.

It seems that your desire for control is not as strong as to be exaggerated as "mastering every role on the stage". What you are obsessed with is the ending of the story.

[“So?”] The devil should have been happy that she and he were in tune with each other, but his tone suddenly turned cold.

nothing.

There was no more fatigue in Milo's laughter that emerged from the bottom of his heart: I will remind Chen Xiao'er to have a good rest first.

[“Heh.”] The devil chuckled. [“You should remind the other babies to get some rest.”]

What's the meaning?

The devil chooses to remain silent.

......

"I'm so tired--" Chen Xiao'er hugged Xiaotong like she was carrying a football across the finish line and threw her onto the bed, sinking into the soft quilt with her.

Phew! As soon as I got through the school gate, I rushed into the bathroom with everyone else to take a shower. I was finally done with my tiredness. Sleep, sleep, sleep now!

Even though she said she was going to bed right away, she still picked up her phone and prepared to check it for a while.

But when I saw the time was 4:30 in the morning, a feeling of guilt came over me: No, 4:30 is too late, everyone is usually up at this time.

Chen Xiao'er closed her eyes, barely suppressing the urge to chat with Sister Lan or Xiao Nuan. She wasn't worried about them falling asleep, but she was afraid they'd set a special ringtone and be woken up in the middle of the night.

Beep, the phone vibrated briefly.

who?

She opened her eyes and found that the new text message was automatically blocked by the system.

Could it be Xinaya? But hasn't this guy sent harassing text messages in ages? Speaking of which, the app manager on my phone was downloaded specifically for her.

Chen Xiao'er yawned and opened the blocked text message indifferently.

Please die.

Who are you? A chill ran down her spine. Chen Xiao'er bit her lip, thinking. The faces of Xinnaya, Uncle Chen, Xu She, and the others flashed through her mind.

No one's tone matched this statement; it had a cold, "polite" quality and a sense of mental retardation. It was like a legendary monster donning human skin, squeezing out a human tremor from its throat.

She looked at Xiaotong in her arms, and her thoughts slowly flew to a distant place.

Anyway, let’s search in the direction of “Chen family” first. They are probably the people in this world who want me to die the most.

"Hoo~" Xiaotong snored softly, as if she was deeply immersed in a sweet dream.

Chen Xiao'er closed her eyes and fell asleep while listening to her sister's breathing.

That must be a pure and happy dream.

......

Rustle, rustle.

The wind blew through the she-wolf's ears, turning her from a wolf into a human walking upright.

Lin Lang stopped in the darkness and sniffed around cautiously.

Boom boom——

A flame ignited in the distance, but the crackling sound of burning resin was still ringing in my ears.

The dark moon rises from the white night, and the voice of the gods is majestic and loud.

"Humans, it's time to pledge your loyalty."