[If all of humanity places its hope in one person, will civilization fare well?]
"When you read this, the life-and-death game to redeem the planet has already begun."
"All o...
Su Mingan stopped. He realized that... he had nothing to do with Su Luoluo at this moment. This Su Luoluo was not the Holy City version of Su Luoluo.
"Xiao Lantian, I tried to do a live broadcast today. Although not many people watched it, I will try my best. My ID is 'Please call me Miss Demon King.'" The girl tilted her head with a pure smile on her face.
"Okay, I'll study hard, and you'll work hard to earn Dream Patrol Spirit Points, and we'll live a good life together..." The boy nodded: "If your father bullies you again, I'll help you beat him up."
"Don't worry, I won't be bullied." The girl said with a smile.
"Well, I will definitely find a good doctor for your mother's illness in the future. As long as I study hard... I will definitely become a useful person after graduating from college." said the boy.
"Hehe, you work so hard, of course you have a bright future! I have prepared a dance, let's dance together at the graduation party..." The girl blinked.
Their shadows were lengthened by the setting sun.
Su Mingan stopped for a long time, moved his toes slightly, and walked away from them.
…
As the sun sets, its honey-colored glow combs across the tops of modern skyscrapers, dividing the sharp angle of the sky during the day.
"Student Su! Help, help!"
Su Ming'an had not taken a few steps when a man in shorts stumbled towards him.
"Teacher Xia, have you forgotten again?" Su Mingan was a little speechless.
"Ahahaha...the clothing store in the city is too far away." Xia Jiawen scratched his head: "Look, I am your teacher after all. I have taught you for two years. Lend me a pair of suit pants. I have a meeting on campus tonight."
"Come to my house and get it." Su Mingan said.
They walked side by side on the street, with a smell of dust floating in the air - at the beginning of the dungeon, Daoya City was an abandoned city, and was even bombarded by terrorist organizations. However, Xiao Ying was very obedient now, and would not drive the Old Church to bomb Daoya City again, after all, his father was here.
"Teacher Xia, what meeting will be held at school tonight?" Su Mingan asked.
"The stars in the sky are getting brighter and brighter, and we are all panicking." Xia Jiawen scratched his head: "Many troops from the front have been transferred back, and major cities have been replaced with defensive barriers. Is there a large-scale war about to begin? Wait, classmate Su... do you live here?"
His eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw the church in front of him.
The church is the safest place in Daoya City, a sacred place that terrorist forces would never dare to set foot in. Student Su actually lives in it?
"Well, it happens that we have to distribute relief supplies today, so Teacher Xia, come and help." Su Mingan pushed the door open.
"Every month, the church distributes relief supplies to the civilians in Daoya City, such as bread, water, and clothing. That's why so many people survived... Some of my relatives also survived because of this." Xia Jiawen murmured, "I never thought... that this was a good deed of yours, classmate Su."
He could clearly see that the pastors in the church had great respect for Su Mingan.
Su Mingan changed into a white priest's robe and said calmly, "Well, after all, the bishop is gone. I will do what he wants to do for him."
"There has never been a bishop in this church before. I've never heard of him." Xia Jiawen asked puzzledly.
"Yes." Su Mingan shook his head: "Teacher Xia, please help me. We need to deliver relief supplies to 10,000 people today."
Xia Jiawen followed Su Mingan in a hurry, putting on a white robe, white gloves, and white leather boots. This outfit was really inconvenient for him to move and kept dragging his legs.
"Just to borrow a pair of shorts, your teacher has really paid too much." Xia Jiawen said with a wry smile while holding the bread.
Su Mingan smiled faintly, like a marble statue in the church that has not changed for a thousand years. For a moment, Xia Jiawen felt as if he saw a pure white figure. But Xia Jiawen blinked again, and it was only Su Mingan in front of him, not a white-haired bishop in white clothes. Maybe he was dazzled.
"You have such a calm demeanor. I thought I saw a bishop with white hair and white clothes standing here." Xia Jiawen joked, "Just like a touch of ice and snow."
Su Mingan's eyes flashed with a little surprise. He had never thought that in the eyes of others, he was already so much like Li Mingyue. When a person has watched and walked for a thousand years, it turns out that he has also lived like him.
On the way, they unexpectedly met Su Wensheng who was taking a walk. Su Mingan dragged Su Wensheng over to help and distribute bread together.
In the square, fountains were gushing and white feathers were flying.
White doves flapped their wings and the crowds of people came and went.
"Thank you church for the food! Thank you for your grace!"
“Thank you to this white cardinal, thank you!”
People were filled with gratitude. Su Mingan was silent under the white veil, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes, and her whole body was pure white without any other colors.
"Excuse me, how do we divide this bread..." Su Wensheng lowered his head and opened the plastic bag, busy and flustered. It was the first time he did such a thing.
"Look at this line, it's the division of quantity. Each person gets a small bag, and each bag contains two loaves of bread, which are about the same size." Su Mingan unpacked it skillfully and handed it to Su Wensheng: "Have you never made this before?"
Su Wensheng scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Are you the bishop of the church? I have never been to the church since I was a child, so of course I have never done it."
Su Mingan's eyes moved slightly and he responded.
"Can I know your name?" Su Wensheng asked.
"My name is... Li Mingyue." Su Ming'an said softly. Since he was fulfilling someone else's wish, of course he had to leave someone else's name.
"Ah, okay... Li..." Su Wensheng's eyes were blank as soon as he said this. He hesitated for a while and asked again: "Can you... say it again? I forgot the name when I first heard it."
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