"Mr. Li, you really came down from up there?"
When Dewen saw Mr. Li arrive at his studio on time in the afternoon, he glanced behind him several times to make sure no one else was around before finally asking the question that had been bothering him.
"Ah, yes. It's...quite dangerous up there."
He gave a vague answer to the other person's question. The other person glanced at Dewen's curious expression and asked again, "Do you really want to go up?"
"Of course, who wouldn't want that?"
"I just don't want to."
Upon receiving the NPC's reply, Devon's mind went blank for a moment, but he immediately understood why the other party was unhappy.
He gave an awkward chuckle and said nothing more, changing the subject to talk about the size of the photo and the frame.
"I want to get my wife a bigger house, so this will be placed in the living room."
The other party picked out a dazzling picture frame inlaid with rhinestones. Dewen glanced at the picture frame and thought, "It's not that it's ugly, but it'll definitely dazzle everyone's eyes."
They really wanted to show off their family's happiness.
"Is your house very small now? This size should be enough to fit everything."
Looking at the picture frame, which was about fifty inches in size, Dewen thought that it would be fine to place in the living room under normal circumstances.
"It's not big, just 80 square meters. It was enough for my wife and me before, but it'll be too small when the kids grow up." The man chuckled as he talked about the future, seemingly unaware that the ancient planet wouldn't exist for long. "I'm thinking of moving to a bigger house, and hanging these on the sofa wall..."
As for Dewen, you could say he has emotional intelligence, and he does have some, otherwise he would have asked about things when taking photos this morning. But it's obvious he has it, though not much. The other person was clearly envisioning the future, and all he said was—
"Would you like me to reduce this photo so you can carry it with you? You can look at it more often when you want to in the future."
Dewen's words almost implied that once your wife and children are gone, you can just look at the photos to remember them.
Mr. Li: "..."
The pleasant atmosphere of envisioning the future was abruptly ruined by Dewen.
"No, thank you."
After a long pause, Mr. Li finally managed to utter this sentence, looking at Dewen with a gaze that Dewen couldn't understand.
"Ah, I'll get back to work."
The photo production and framing were done quickly, but Dewen was clearly too curious about the above, so he dawdled while subtly inquiring about it.
The man wasn't stupid; he knew what the other man wanted to do. Unable to bear seeing Wen dawdle, Mr. Li finally took the initiative to talk to him himself.
"Many people died because they wanted to genetically modify their genes."
Mr. Li's deepest memory of the starship is of the dead.
He met some easy-going people while queuing, and they all boarded the starship together. Then they all lost consciousness. When he woke up, all he saw was a pool of blood and a pile of mangled flesh. None of the other survivors around him were scared.
He was so terrified that he felt his emotions were very unstable at the time, and he even wanted to scream, push away everything in his path, and run away.
He watched as others went crazy and ran away, only to be shot in the head by a laser beam flying from afar, which instantly calmed him down.
He cannot die yet.
He can't go crazy,
He has a wife and children waiting for him to come home.
"Ah, those stars... uh, those aliens, they were never good people to begin with, but it was thanks to them that we were able to survive the Zerg incident not long after. It's a good thing we were able to survive the genetic modification."
Dewen didn't know how to comfort the other person, so he framed and packed the photos before speaking.
"Indeed, it's good that we survived..."
Mr. Li took the photo handed to him by the other party. He stroked the large photo frame, lowered his eyes, and suppressed all his emotions.
He knows all of this.
"I didn't understand before."
Mr. Li lowered his head and spoke slowly. Dewen looked up at him and heard him suddenly say, "I'm just an ordinary person. How could I have been selected? I grew up ordinary, studied an ordinary major, and couldn't even find a job after graduation..."
...
“I told you, he probably won’t come back.”
Mingmei leaned over to look at the message coming from below on the other party's personal computer.
The information about the selected people, those who survived the genetic modification, and those who lined up had already been categorized and organized. Mingmei recognized the NPC who had left last night.
At the time, Mu Chen even said that the other party would come back.
As it turned out, it was clearly written on the document that the other party had given up on returning.
"I'm sorry, his family didn't say he should come back. They will face everything together."
Her bright tone carried a hint of mockery, but then a complex emotion flashed in her eyes regarding the NPC's chosen ending.
"My uncle, why is it that the NPCs he designed all have such poor emotions..."
Even Mingmei couldn't quite describe these things. Even if she used "awakening consciousness" to describe these NPCs, she still felt that the intense emotions these NPC characters conveyed were truly awe-inspiring.
She once asked him, and her uncle only said it was because he had seen too many.
"Meimei, do you know who was the first person on Hualan Star to record these historical events? It was the person who wrote this history."
Mu Chen looked at the submitted application repeatedly, then closed his eyes as if he were recalling something.
"have no idea."
Mingmei shook her head; she had never known about this before.
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