Chapter 67 The person he was waiting for arrived
Noon.
In a wilderness far away from the Everday Base.
This place had been cleaned once by Song Mingjiao, and there were no high-level pollutants like S-level, but after the cleaning, there were still many low-level pollutants gathered here.
From the detector inside the base, it looks like a huge black mass with numbers constantly jumping.
Therefore, this place is far away from the safe zone and lacks the threat of high-level pollutants, so normally the base rarely sends personnel to check here.
This made it convenient for Song Mingjiao and the doctor to do experiments.
The doctor operated the instrument and put the system coal balls into the huge device that had been prepared long ago, and then placed it precisely above the area where the black mass of pollution was most concentrated.
"Song Mingjiao! How dare you touch me! My data is connected to the main system. Just wait, the main system will sooner or later notice the anomaly in your world. When it reclaims this world, none of you will have a good ending!"
Song Mingjiao had heard the system's voice many times. In his mind, there were all kinds of voices, such as cold, gloating, and indifferent. But never once had the system been as panicked as it was now, or even threatening Song Mingjiao in a cowardly manner.
Because when it actually came into contact with the ocean-like wave of pollutants below, the system that was used to bullying was finally afraid, and finally realized that the host Song Mingjiao really dared to do this.
Song Mingjiao ignored the system's curses and wails, and only focused on the surveillance screen set up by the doctor.
After repeated discussions and experiments between him and the doctor, the system was connected to the main system and had great authority over the worlds that were pulled in. Moreover, the system itself was virtual, which just happened to be able to control pollutants.
Their idea is to use the connection between the system and the main system, and use the coal balls as a source of permafrost to suppress the pollution sources of this apocalypse. In this way, the remaining survivors of the apocalypse only need to clean up the existing pollutants, and there will be no new waves of pollution.
Then find a way to cut off the connection between the system and the main system to prevent the abnormal development of this world from being detected by the main system, and then being pulled into the fast-travel world again.
However, Song Mingjiao has followed the system and traveled through several worlds. When the doctor was doing experiments, he told the doctor that during these days, even if he completely ignored the system and performed tasks randomly, the system still did not seek help from the main system.
Song Mingjiao speculated that the system responsible for him might not be closely connected with the main system.
This is a good thing for them because it gives their world more development.
Ever since returning to his original world, Song Mingjiao vaguely felt that the so-called fast-travel world was not an NPC at all. It was very likely that every real world was detected by the fast-travel system, pulled into the entire fast-travel game, and then assigned various inexplicable tasks.
Song Mingjiao didn't know what the purpose of the overall system was, nor did he want to know. He just wanted to completely end the doomsday of this world and completely pull the world out of the quick-travel game, so as to gain true freedom.
The key step to whether or not you can gain true freedom is today.
Song Mingjiao looked at the screen. The system coal ball screamed more and more miserably, and a flow of data and mental power began to linger around its body. The pollutants below were ready to move, and the black fog was coveting the foreign object in the center.
Finally, the system was launched into the center of the black fog, and the pollutants rushed forward. The device carrying the system also emitted a dazzling white light, which was exactly the same as the white light Song Mingjiao saw every time he changed the world. It was a power from the void, which did not belong to this world, and it just happened to restrain all the pollutants that had gathered.
"Bright and Clear"
When the white light was at its strongest and everyone was anxiously waiting for the result, He Qi, who was standing behind Song Mingjiao, suddenly called out to Song Mingjiao.
He Qi's voice was very low and deep. Song Mingjiao said "Hmm?" and his neck had turned around habitually, but his eyes were still looking at the center of the white light, wanting to see the result.
Not only Song Mingjiao heard the call, but also the doctor who was concentrating on operating the device. The doctor smiled and gave a meaningful look, but did not disturb Song Mingjiao.
With Song Mingjiao's guarantee, He Qi, the number one pollutant, was not included in this cleanup plan. However, Song Mingjiao had no idea what to do in the future. Since the final moment had not come yet, the two of them just stuck to each other in this unclear manner.
"Mingjiao, your plan should be successful."
Logically, no one should know the outcome when the white light had not yet faded, but He Qi said something to Song Mingjiao that was almost a prophecy at this point.
"Why? How do you know? Did you see the data?"
Song Mingjiao was a little confused. He Qi was not a researcher, so how could he know the results before the doctor?
The tall man standing next to Song Mingjiao said nothing, but just walked forward silently and straightened Song Mingjiao's collar for today.
Song Mingjiao has no intention of making a grand appearance on a grand occasion. What he wears every day depends entirely on his mood. Today he is wearing a satin dress, which is a precious style that was popular in the ancient world before the end of the world. No one can afford it nowadays.
The collar of the silk dress was as smooth as flowing water. When blown by the wilderness wind, it would cover a small part of Song Mingjiao's chin from time to time, causing Song Mingjiao to twist her neck impatiently.
He Qi had been watching this scene, but there were too many eyes around admiring Song Mingjiao. He knew Song Mingjiao too well and knew that this person must not like to have overly intimate actions with others in front of others, so he did not take any action.
Until now, the doctor and a group of researchers are still looking nervously at the center of the white light, anxiously waiting for the verdict on whether the apocalypse has ended.
Song Mingjiao was held in the hand of a tall, mysterious and dangerous man who never left her side. He carefully adjusted the collar around her neck and even gently caught her iconic long silver hair.
He Qi stroked Song Mingjiao's long hair from the end all the way forward. He loved every inch of Song Mingjiao, naturally including the silver-white hair color that symbolized Song Mingjiao's past.
On the bed, when they were most intimate, He Qi would very slowly hold Song Mingjiao's hair in his mouth, just like licking a cat's fur, from the end of the hair all the way up.
Normally, hair should not have tactile sensation, but every time Song Mingjiao was treated like this by He Qi, he would tremble violently, and his hands would tightly hug He Qi's neck, looking extremely clingy and attached, and then He Qi would kiss him soothingly on the top of his head.
Just like at this moment, Song Mingjiao felt comfortable being touched for his soft long hair, but he still wanted to be the high and mighty "moon" among the admiring gazes of many psychics. He didn't want anyone to see his soft neck flesh, and his eyes gradually became angry.
Before He Qi was familiar with the scale and could control it before Song Mingjiao got angry, he reluctantly let go of her hand and asked:
"If the apocalypse disappears, will you always remember me, baby?"
Song Mingjiao frowned: "What do you mean?"
The end of the world disappeared, a word that was both extremely longed for and extremely unfamiliar. In the dead of night, Song Mingjiao also wondered how he and He Qi would get along if they met in peacetime.
The result was fruitless, because the peaceful era was too far away from Song Mingjiao. Even in the pressure-free fast-travel world, Song Mingjiao did not think that he really lived like an ordinary person.
The white light became more and more dazzling, and the former center of pollution even emitted a rumbling sound, like a wailing from the deepest part of the earth.
The researchers next to him were becoming more and more excited, and their chattering filled Song Mingjiao's ears, making it difficult for him to hear He Qi's heartbeat.
"Doc! The curve has changed!"
"Look! There was a Class C pollutant there just now, but it's completely gone now. Am I seeing things correctly?"
"This thing called system that the adults brought is really useful!"
"The Master is indeed the Master! If the Master could stay awake and permanently reside at our Eternal Daylight Base, I can't even imagine how powerful our base would be. Let's see which other rubbish base dares to covet us!"
"Pfft! What are you talking about? There won't be an apocalypse in the future. Stop talking nonsense! If the white light stops, I will definitely throw you, the crow's mouth, off the cliff!"
Song Mingjiao stretched out his hand and tried to hold He Qi's hand. The scene at that moment was full of tension and excitement, as well as chaos. Even though some people were watching Song Mingjiao, they did not think too much about the movements of Song Mingjiao's hands.
"What do you want to say?"
An unfamiliar panic occupied Song Mingjiao's originally dry heart.
He suddenly remembered that this scene was particularly familiar. In many of his previous small world quick travels, he had disappeared in front of He Qi in this way.
Because Song Mingjiao does not belong to those worlds, he never lingers in the small world, nor does he linger in the people in the small world.
But this is Song Mingjiao's own native world. He belongs here, and He Qi, who followed him, should also belong here.
——It should belong to him!
"It seems Mingjiao should remember me, that's good."
Seeing Song Mingjiao's reaction, even though he tried his best, he couldn't hear the words "like" or "love" from Song Mingjiao's mouth. But He Qi still understood Song Mingjiao's heart at this moment.
He did not explain to Song Mingjiao why he knew the result in advance. It was just that behind Song Mingjiao, which he could not see, the black fog that had always surrounded He Qi had already quietly dissipated a lot.
He Qi just sighed softly in his heart:
Because he has already felt that there is an external force that is devouring the pollutants in this world!
He Qi is the most serious pollutant in the world. Even if he is separated from the white light by heavy protection, he will still be affected by the white light.
That pain was so familiar to He Qi.
At the beginning, when He Qi, as pollutant No. 01, merged with the bug of the quick-travel game and gave birth to true consciousness, he felt this kind of pain.
He Qi sometimes feels that he is very lucky.
When he was born, the first person he saw and the first breath he felt was Song Mingjiao, who used all his strength to go back in time. That was the person who gave him real life.
Now, when he was about to disappear forever, the last breath he saw and touched was still Song Mingjiao, his lover. It was Song Mingjiao who could resume his normal life after he left and no longer had to rush around, fight, and worry because of the end of the world.
The white light suddenly burst out, illuminating the entire sky, just like every time Song Mingjiao traveled through time, people at this moment could not open their eyes.
The earth shook and the sky spun, and in the midst of all white, Song Mingjiao's pupils suddenly constricted. There was rarely any panic on his face. Many of the pranks he had played in life in the past were actually more of an imitation of ordinary humans.
"I will always remember you, baby, Mingjiao, I love you. No matter how many times I say it, I want you to know that I love you. No matter how many people there are, I want you to know that I love you the most."
He Qi finally stroked Song Mingjiao's cheek, then moved his fingertips upwards to touch the corners of Song Mingjiao's eyes, feeling a slightly moist sensation.
During these days, He Qi could feel Song Mingjiao's dilemma and knew that this person didn't know how to deal with him, who had an awkward identity.
He Qi also knew that with his current pollution level, Song Mingjiao and the doctor's experiment would definitely affect him.
But he said nothing. It was still like an ordinary day. He followed Song Mingjiao to the wilderness and watched Song Mingjiao pursue the dream that he had long wanted to realize.
He even gave Song Mingjiao a good morning kiss in the early morning.
Everything was as normal, only when the touch in the corner of Song Mingjiao's eyes disappeared, he shouted:
"He Qi! You can't leave!"
Yes, leave.
It was a departure that Song Mingjiao was very familiar with.
However, this time, it was not him who left, but He Qi, the same He Qi who had sent him away every time before.
It turns out that in the previous small world, when Song Mingjiao left, He Qi was in this mood?
Song Mingjiao stretched out his hand, and his long silver hair almost merged into one with the dazzling white light.
But the hand that Song Mingjiao stretched out did not touch He Qi's entity. This person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and in front of him, there was still only an empty white light.
Song Mingjiao was suddenly stunned, staring at his hands in disbelief.
Song Mingjiao and He Qi had parted many times, but this time, tears suddenly welled up in Song Mingjiao's eyes. He felt the long-lost sadness, reluctance and love.
Is this...emotion?
The white light finally dissipated, and after a huge earthquake, people saw that all the pollutants in the pollution center that had been launched by the system had disappeared, and that piece of land no longer had the previous smell of corruption, and would no longer breed new pollutants!
The purification was successful!
All the psychics, researchers, and ordinary civilians who had been paying close attention to what was happening in the back jumped up, clapped each other, and cried with joy.
“We did it!”
"The pollution has really disappeared! Oh my God, am I dreaming?"
Some people knelt on the ground excitedly, while others stumbled to the center of the purified area, picked up a handful of soil, and cried and laughed.
"This is... real soil! It's the kind of soil that exists only in textbooks, only in the incubators at bases, and only in peacetime!"
Amidst cheers and excitement, the doctor, who had finally put down his heavy burden, took the corner of his lab coat, wiped the sweat from his forehead in a very unkempt manner, and then walked towards Song Mingjiao.
"Ming Jiao, the apocalypse can be resolved, and the system has been recovered. It can indeed be used again. Our previous vision can be realized."
Even when the doctor came to Song Mingjiao's side, Song Mingjiao was still standing there in a daze, looking at his empty palms, without paying any attention to the new soil.
"Doctor, he's gone."
The doctor frowned: "Your friend?"
"He's dead."
Song Mingjiao raised her head, the corners of her eyes were a little red, and her eyelashes were covered with tears, which sparkled in the sunlight.
The doctor was also a little surprised. He hadn't seen Song Mingjiao cry for a long time. Whether it was the difficult period of building the base in the past, or the painful period of integrating the powers of many pollutants, Song Mingjiao had always been calm and goal-oriented.
However, Song Mingjiao has always avoided thinking about such a result, but the doctor was not surprised. If they want to solve the end of the world and solve the pollution, then how can He Qi, who is pollutant No. 1, remain immune?
However, even the doctor did not expect that this day would come so soon.
The doctor sighed and gently wiped away the tears from Song Mingjiao's eyes: "Mingjiao, he is different from ordinary people. Perhaps what awaits him is not death, but a new life."
"And now, Mingjiao, our savior, it's time for you to receive the cheers that belong to you."
Song Mingjiao turned around and saw the crowd looking excited and admiring. They lifted Song Mingjiao up, threw him into the air and caught him steadily, cheering.
When Song Mingjiao was thrown into the air, the emotions that had just been awakened by He Qi finally came to fruition.
The belated joy of realizing that the end of the world was solved came to Song Mingjiao.
Along with the other half of his empty heart.
*
The 10th year of the new calendar.
Ten years have passed since the apocalypse was completely resolved.
After discovering the solution, Song Mingjiao and everyone else spent decades finally curbing the apocalypse.
In this new world, people have smiles on their faces every day.
There is only a young man wearing a cloak and a hood, who often wanders outside the city and in the wilderness.
A child born in the new calendar asked the boy, "What are you doing, big brother?"
The young man said softly, "I'm waiting for someone."
But in a moment, another taller figure approached from behind the boy.
"The person he was waiting for has arrived."
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