The sky was shattered, heavy rain fell, and turned into a vast ocean that swallowed everything. Sharp water spears were thrown to the ground by the roaring gods, like iron chains tightly binding the world.
Torrential rain engulfed the Zerg Imperial Star City.
The towering castle blended into the dim sky, and against the backdrop of the dense rain, it looked slightly distorted like a mirage.
There was no other sound between heaven and earth except the roaring wind and rain.
It was quiet inside the royal city.
On the steps, in the corridors, in the gardens, and under the bushes, there were stiff bodies of soldiers everywhere. The blood had been washed away by the heavy rain, and from a distance they seemed to be sleeping peacefully.
A group of remnants of the army filled the steps in front of the palace, dozing off in exhaustion.
There was a big hole in the gate of the palace, and the cold wind rushed in impatiently, lifting the curtains forcefully.
Seville sat on the high throne, staring blankly at the rolling curtains. His vision seemed to be looking through the window, seeing the scene hundreds of kilometers away.
Across the rugged and winding mountains, in front of the deep forest, a fully armed army was marching towards the royal city. The roaring wind and rainstorms rushed over, wanting to destroy them, but they could not shake these iron bodies at all.
That is the human army.
They were coming soon to capture them.
Sewell leaned on the throne and looked around blankly. At this point, he was no match for his opponent and seemed to have no choice but to accept his fate.
For no reason, he suddenly thought of Shi Jing.
After Shi Jing and the Queen died together, he would think of him from time to time.
He seldom admired human beings, but when he thought of this scene, he felt both admiration and fear. In the end, he couldn't help but feel fortunate - fortunate that the man was dead.
Only dead enemies are good enemies, and only dead enemies can he admire them with confidence.
At this moment, he once again recalled the three days and three nights before Shi Jing's death.
He never thought that an ordinary person without professional training could endure torture for so long.
During those three days, not only was the queen watching him, he was also watching Shi Jing.
The most notorious and dreaded punishment on the Insect Planet is the Insect Torture. Many humans who consider themselves tough can't last more than an hour in the Insect Torture before they suffer mental breakdowns and talk about everything.
However, Shi Jing persisted for three days and three nights, and remained calm and clear-headed from beginning to end.
Although he was the one who proposed the assassination plan, he never thought that the plan would actually succeed from the beginning to the end.
This plan has too many loopholes and too many variables. The omission of one detail may lead to the failure of the entire plan.
After all, Shi Jing was just an ordinary person who had not received professional training, so it was an impossible task for him to assassinate the queen from the very beginning.
Therefore, he positioned Shi Jing as a bait from the beginning, a bait to attract the queen's attention.
While the Queen focuses her attention on Shi Jing, they can take advantage of the opportunity to do something.
Of course, even so, they had made a very detailed assassination plan in advance. In order to prevent the executioner from discovering the plan from Shi Jing's memory, Shi Jing took the initiative to cooperate with them in clearing his memory.
So when Jing was locked up in the cell, he knew nothing about the entire assassination plan. Deep in his subconscious was only a vague idea - he wanted to see the queen before he died.
From the beginning to the end, the plan is simple, but the simpler it is, the harder it is to achieve.
The first step is that when Shi Jing is being tortured by insects, several insects will drill into his flesh and stick micro-bombs into his atrium.
Then, when the Zerg executioner cannot find the answer that the Queen wants from Shi Jing's hippocampus, a worm will drill into Shi Jing's brain and tell him the whole plan - to lure the Queen over and detonate the bomb on his heart.
Whether this entire plan can succeed depends on the premise that there is no answer that the executioner wants in Shi Jing's hippocampus.
This is exactly what Seville found puzzling.
Shi Jing really had no memory of how he learned the true history. It was as if he knew everything out of thin air.
Seville guessed that there must be a traitor among them. In order to conceal his identity, he deliberately erased the relevant memories from Shi Jing's mind. Such a thorough memory cleansing made him admit defeat.
But despite this, he never thought that the plan would actually succeed.
After all, the most important prerequisite for the success of the plan is that Shi Jing needs to have exceptionally strong mental strength, be able to stay awake in extreme pain, deal with the queen, lead the queen into the cell, and die together with the queen.
But Shi Jing did it.
Not only that, the pain of his body being eaten by insects did not make him kneel down and beg for mercy in an ugly manner. Instead, he stood proudly from beginning to end, not bowing to pain, and not trembling for power.
Although he lived in a shabby room and was a miserable prisoner, his eyes revealed a kind of disdainful arrogance. In this small place, he was his own king.
Even at the last moment of his life, when the queen stood in front of him and Seville's body began to tremble reflexively, Shi Jing's gaze remained as firm and fearless as ever.
"Even you can't make me bow my head." At that moment, Sewell read these words from those stubborn eyes.
After the earth-shattering explosion, Seville sat there for a long time. When he came to his senses, he found that his cheeks were wet.
Where did the water come from on his face?
A few seconds later, he realized belatedly: He... cried? He actually cried?
Why?
This human was their biggest worry, and now he died in a very miserable way. He also helped them get rid of the queen. He should be laughing, why is he crying?
He couldn't figure it out, but one thing was certain.
The dead man was the bravest and most determined human being he had ever seen in his life. Beneath his frail body resided a soul stronger than most Zerg warriors.
He made Seville realize that what is more powerful than the body is the soul.
Such a man deserves the admiration of his enemies.
If it was this man, then it was worth crying for him.
Out of complex thoughts that he couldn't explain, he uploaded the last torture video of Shi Jing before his death to the human Internet.
Maybe it was because he wanted to undermine the morale of humanity, maybe it was because he wanted people to start questioning the government, maybe it was because... he felt that the man should not die in obscurity.
It was also at that time that Seville first developed a fear of human beings.
How many time scenes are there among human beings?
Can they really win against such a powerful enemy?
Now, five years after Shi Jing's death, his question finally had an answer.
The answer is no.
They lost, completely lost.
The moment the human robot army enters the royal city, this war that has lasted for 11 years will come to an end.
They, the Zerg, have powerful bodies and the best genes, but they were defeated by internal strife.
Did humans defeat them? No. They defeated themselves.
Since the death of the queen, the close alliance of the brain worms collapsed in an instant. They were once comrades fighting side by side, but in the end they became enemies who hated to chew on each other's bones and eat their flesh.
The queen is dead, so anyone can be king.
In the end, Seville became the new king, but the Zerg lost the war.
Sewell's keen hearing picked up the sound of uniform footsteps.
Humans are coming.
He subconsciously straightened his back and raised his head proudly, just like how he was in the dungeon that year, neither humble nor arrogant.
He is the last Zerg emperor, Sewell.
If a human being can maintain his final pride and dignity at the end of his life, then he should do better.
…
Liu Yinxiu watched the live broadcast of the final battle on his laptop.
The tall spire was broken in half, and the castle was bombarded beyond recognition like a meteor shower. A well-organized army of robots stepped on the corpses of the Zerg and drove into the ruins of the royal city.
The torrential rain sent away the Zerg’s last glory.
I saw him build a tall building, and I saw it collapse.
The last emperor of the Zerg, Sewell, wore a crown and a robe, and strode out of the palace with great momentum. Under the inorganic gazes of the densely packed robots, he pointed his gun at the heliopause and pulled the trigger.
Liu Yinxiu memorized these scenes firmly in his mind with his own eyes, and even Sewell's final suicide did not make him blink.
He looked at Seville's body with his brains splattered, and let out a long sigh.
A sudden wave of fatigue quickly overwhelmed his whole body. He was so tired that he didn't even want to open his eyes. He just wanted to have a good sleep.
He closed his eyes and two lines of tears flowed down.
"Did you see that?" he said to himself, "We won, we won the war."
In the end, they, humans, won this war of civilization.
But the person who should have seen all this was left with no body, only an empty grave.
Liu Yinxiu knelt down, finally unable to hold back his tears. He held his chest tightly, and discovered in despair that his soul would no longer be complete.
…
After Zhang Yanfang got off the car, she found that a huge crowd of people had gathered in front of the mausoleum.
People spontaneously formed two long and winding lines, stretching from the cemetery to the corner of the intersection outside, with no end in sight.
Men, women, old and young all held flowers in their hands, with tears in their eyes, and looked deeply affectionate and solemn.
Zhang Yanfang walked to the end of the line with flowers in her hands and stood there.
In front of her was a group of mothers and daughters.
The little girl held a bouquet of lilies in her hand, her tender face was tense and her eyes were solemn and heavy.
Suddenly, there were a few slight vibrations. My mother looked at the terminal intently, and then a smile appeared on her lips.
"Mom!" The little girl looked at her mother angrily and protested softly, "How can you play with the terminal in front of Mr. Shi Jing's grave with a smile!"
The mother quietly defended herself, "It was your father who sent the message. He just told me that he got a promotion. That's why I laughed."
"You shouldn't laugh here!" the little girl said angrily, "You are too disrespectful to the martyrs. The teacher will deduct your red flower!"
"Okay, okay, it's mom's fault. Mom apologizes to you, okay?"
"You shouldn't apologize to me, you should apologize to Mr. Shi Jing." The little girl said seriously: "The teacher said that if it weren't for Mr. Shi Jing, the war wouldn't have ended so quickly. By then, you wouldn't be able to laugh anymore!"
The mother leaned down and said seriously, "I was wrong this time. Thank you for your supervision. I will sincerely admit my mistake to Mr. Shi Jing later. Can you forgive me?"
The little girl nodded reluctantly, "It depends on your performance."
Zhang Yanfang listened to the entire conversation and a smile of relief appeared in her eyes.
That's great.
'Did you hear that?' She looked at the child's tombstone from afar through the surging crowd and spoke to him silently in her heart: 'You have become a big shot that even children know. This year, you are included in the elementary school textbooks. Even if I die, many people will remember your name.'
"Every Qingming Festival, there will be people burning incense in front of your grave, so that you won't be deprived of the incense."
'You will go down in history and be remembered forever.'
Zhang Yanfang's tears burst out like a stream, and she felt the piercing pain in her heart again.
'But I would rather you live in obscurity! '
The crowd moved very slowly, and everyone had a lot to say to Shi Jing.
The little girl turned around accidentally, and when she saw Zhang Yanfang, her eyes immediately widened, "Zhang..."
Zhang Yanfang immediately made a "hush" sound, and the little girl nodded knowingly, gave her a big smile cleverly, and then turned her head away.
During the long queue, people kept recognizing Zhang Yanfang - this was not surprising, after all, she did not cover her face at all.
She didn't want to come to worship Shi Jing in secret.
What made Zhang Yanfang feel relieved was that although many people were her fans, no one came up to bother her in such a solemn occasion.
This is natural, after all, there is always only one protagonist here.
How can the light of a firefly compete with the brilliance of the sun and the moon?
After such a tragic death, Shi Jing has become a belief for many people.
He represents the integrity and glory of mankind and is the pride and faith of all mankind.
There is no one in this world who can replace Shi Jing's position in the hearts of human beings.
After seeing Sewell's death, Zhang Yanfang rushed over to pay her respects, but was still beaten to it by many others.
The team moved forward slowly, and it was not until the sun set that Zhang Yanfang finally arrived at his grave.
In front of the white tombstone is a sea of colorful flowers, and the tombstone has been wet with tears.
On the electronic screen on the tombstone, the young Shi Jing was holding the Starry Sky Award trophy with a high-spirited smile on his face.
Below scrolls the inscription written for him by the Secretary-General of the United Nations based on his suicide note:
Shi Jing (5994-6026) is a member of the Communist Party and a director. He wandered in the human world and now he has finally returned to his own star.
Zhang Yanfang gently placed the flowers in front of his tombstone and sat down leaning against it.
"Xiao Jing, I'm here to see you." She smiled and said, "Today at noon, the war ended, humans won, and the Zerg Emperor Sewell shot himself. Now, there is peace."
"You're on your star, are you okay?"
"Why are you so cruel that you don't even come to see me in my dreams?"
"I missed you so much."
"We all miss you very much."
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