408. Zhu Ning's gun was pointed at Prometheus...
The Kingdom of God may fall.
When this news spread, people initially thought it was fake news. Every year there are a few nonsensical rumors, such as how could the Kingdom of God fall? How could Prometheus be shut down?
But the news was immediately deleted from the entire network as soon as it appeared. Prometheus set keywords and normal news channels were restricted. At this time, perceptive people noticed that something was wrong. It seemed to be true?
Area 103 is very experienced. The aftermath of the last doomsday is still lingering in people's minds, and most people have already headed to the shelter.
The residents of the second district were the ones who reacted the fastest. The last time Zhu Ning came to bomb the Kingdom of God, they had experienced a demon attack and witnessed the island floating in the sky trembling.
Even though there was still a long way to go before the fall, it was like a narrow crack in an unbreakable iron plate. Zhu Ning's attack shook the people in the first district's faith in the Kingdom of God.
When they heard the rumors, their first reaction was to go into the shelter. People tend to follow the crowd, and soon most of the streets in District 1 were empty.
Flyers were flying all over the empty streets. If you took a close-up look at the flyers, you would see that the content was both exaggerated and practical. The exaggerated part was the part that described the true God in great detail. Zhu Ning's True God Society had been activated.
The practical part is that it lists nearby shelters in detail and how to deal with pollution.
People were walking in a hurry, busy escaping for their lives, but at the same time they couldn't help but look up at the Kingdom of God above. Would the devil attack the Kingdom of God for the first time?
The residents of District 1 naively thought that Zhu Ning would appear again, and were a little curious about what kind of trouble he would cause this time.
The mood of fleeing spread throughout the areas of human survivors. They made preparations to the greatest extent possible. Most humans had no idea what was going to happen and could only quietly wait for their fate to come.
The other side.
All the broken stones on Su He's body were peeled off, and after being soaked in special chemicals, the peeled stones could barely be pieced together into a human figure.
After Qi Xueliu entered the recovery meeting, she saw Su He stand up for the first time. In her opinion, Su He was not trapped during his injury, but seemed to be sitting on the throne.
After Su He stood up, she looked more like the image that Qi Xueliu had in mind. She was standing by the glass window, wearing a black I-shaped vest, carefully wrapping bandages around herself. After peeling off the stones, she was left with permanent scars on her body.
Qi Xueliu was carrying out a new mission, which was her first mission for the Resuscitation Society. Su He gave her a secondary brain and asked her to browse the web.
Su He actually joined the True God Society anonymously, and when he was bored, he would read news about Zhu Ning on the Internet. Qi Xueliu was speechless about this. Is Su He one of Zhu Ning's fans?
Qi Xueliu initially found this task boring because most of the time the forums were filled with conspiracy theories.
But today the news broke, and a large number of people were discussing the fall of the Kingdom of God. After Prometheus' death, the city walls would collapse immediately.
One of Qi Xueliu's previous missions was to oversee the safety of the Kingdom of God. She understood how difficult it was to achieve a true fall. This incident was a bit too sudden, and she couldn't help but ask, "Did we do this?"
Su He put on his shirt and said nonchalantly, "No."
Qi Xueliu thought again that it must have been done by Zhu Ning. Qi Xueliu had once cooperated with Zhu Ning for a short period of time. After she left, Zhu Ning's journey did not end, and he really tried to kill Prometheus.
Su He put on his red windbreaker and added, "We did it too."
"What?" Qi Xueliu asked. How could she not know?
"You've already experienced it." Su He said.
Qi Xueliu thought for a moment and asked, "Sandstorm?"
Su He snorted, agreeing. Qi Xueliu was terrified and asked, "Is it that urn?"
On the Homecoming train, they once tried to snatch the urn from the Resurrection Society, and were forced to release it in order to survive.
Su He: "I think you have got it."
Qi Xueliu was silent for a moment, having a very strange feeling, as if she had once brushed past a disaster, but she knew nothing about it.
When did Su He do it? Or to put it another way, how did she do it?
No wonder Su He has been so calm for a long time. She doesn't need to show up, many things have already been done.
Qi Xueliu felt the terror of the Revival Society, or rather, the terror of Su He.
They just need to wait for the Kingdom of God to fall, and the sandstorm will enter the Federation. The three-party competition pattern has always been there. As long as someone takes action, it will definitely encourage the other side.
Qi Xueliu's gaze lingered on the forum's homepage, where the classic discussion continued: Is Zhu Ning a true god or a demon? She was also pondering the question, but couldn't come up with an answer.
…
"We found Zhu Yao."
Zhu Yao's whereabouts remained a mystery in the past, and finding her was extremely difficult. However, as her actions unfolded, some traces gradually emerged, like a water monster emerging to the surface.
One of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical's experimental bases was destroyed, and pollutants used as test products escaped, causing the surrounding area within a radius of ten kilometers to become polluted within half an hour. This disaster was so sudden that there was no time to cover it up.
The camera captured Zhu Yao's whereabouts. She was taken away by Teacher Qi and returned to the Pilgrim Organization's base. She might be near the north wall.
After receiving the news, Xuan Qing immediately sent nearby personnel to rush over. Dozens of computers in front of her showed Zhu Yao's image.
Huo Wenxi asked Xuanqing to find Zhu Yao, and she immediately understood that Zhu Yao could change the status quo with just one click.
Huo Wenxi's life or death is unknown, and all the people who are carrying out this mission are the top personnel they can mobilize.
Snipers are in place and people with special abilities are accompanying the team. They are constantly confirming the mission details on the flying car.
"Minister Xuan, what will happen after we find Zhu Yao?"
They had never carried out such a mission, so they could only look for it from past cases. Generally speaking, for missions of this level, Zhu Yao had to be treated as a potential dangerous element.
"Do you want to execute the shoot-to-kill order?" the sniper asked. This was an important question.
Assuming Zhu Yao has the button in her hand, it would take time to rush over and subdue her. In order to prevent her from taking action first, shooting her directly is the simplest and fastest option.
Time passed minute by minute, the emergency troops were still on their way to the north wall, and the sniper was waiting for Xuanqing's response.
Xuan Qing hesitated. Since Huo Wenxi was not there, she didn't dare to give the order.
If necessary, do they really want to kill the mother of the Alpha series?
…
Zhu Ning put the gun against his temples and walked towards the Prometheus's mainframe step by step.
The glacial water flowed over her feet, but could not drown her, always staying at a suitable height.
She stepped one foot onto the island at the end of the world. Black crows circled overhead, howling angrily.
Zhu Ning saw the bell tower, standing on the edge of the island like a watchtower, and the flowers blooming on the island. She had seen Liu Yu's paintings and thought that the host's location must be chaotic and crazy, but she never imagined it would be so beautiful.
It's as beautiful as a fairy tale world.
The flowers are of various shapes and appear extremely lively in the pure white world. Each stretched petal is swaying, as if expressing comfort. People walking inside can't help but want to relax their bodies.
The end of the Far North is so... warm.
The island was not big and the electronic eye could see the end. Zhu Ning glanced around and his eyes fell on the house in the center of the island.
It was a building full of technology, with an appearance similar to that of a museum. It was all black and looked like a black box from a distance.
Zhu Ning found his destination, but he became more and more nervous as he walked. There were vines entwined outside the building.
The island seemed to have been abandoned for years, with human buildings coexisting with plants and animals, and vines and roots spreading out like a neural network.
Zhu Ning paused at the door. She lost track of time and didn't know how long she hesitated.
At this point, all conditions became clear, and Zhu Ning had to bear all the consequences of killing Prometheus alone.
She believes that she is a human being, not a mere machine, and it is impossible for her to be indifferent to killing Prometheus. She must face the reality and move forward again.
Zhu Ning even had some weak thoughts, such as someone else appearing to stop her, or Zhu Yao pressing a mysterious button to shut herself off, so that she wouldn't have to face such a world and could have the luxury of peace.
But she just stood there, and Zhu Ning's shadow was reflected on the shabby glass door, like a mirror forcing her to face herself.
Zhu Ning's face was covered with tear marks at the glass door, and his arms were stiff, as if he was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, unable to move the gun away from himself for even a second.
She came in with a gun and arrived at the door like a suicide attack.
She recalled Xu Meng's death, which turned into rotten pieces of flesh flowing through her fingers. She recalled Song Zhizhang, who was like a wall, no longer breathing. She recalled Pei Shuru shattered like ashes. She recalled Bai Cheng dying one by one.
She thought about the ordinary people who died, just numbers in human history.
These memories could fuel her fighting spirit, fuel her anger, and help her shirk responsibility, but in the end, everything disappeared.
She is the only one left in her world.
Zhu Ning saw every detail clearly. No one spoke to her, and no one came to ask her questions, so she asked herself.
Are you willing to bear all the consequences?
Zhu Ning walked into the building and took full responsibility for this action. No one could share the blame for even a minute, and Zhu Ning would have to atone for it for the rest of his life.
The glass door opened, and the interior looked like an experimental base. There were pure white mycelium on the walls, and the mycelium spread out like wrinkles, squeezing the interior of the building. Finally, she stopped at the door of a room.
"Hello, Prometheus." Zhu Ning spoke. She didn't know she could be so calm, as if she was a calm killer carrying out a mission.
After a long time, the black door spoke: [Hello, Zhu Ning.
His voice was always gentle and indifferent. Zhu Ning's first reaction was familiarity, as if an old friend was greeting him.
With a click, she turned the doorknob. The cage that imprisoned Prometheus was just an ordinary room, and the door was just an ordinary door. It didn't require a complicated password, it could be opened by just turning the doorknob.
The black door cracked open, and Zhu Ning saw a pure white figure. She had seen it for a second, fighting back along the mycelium line from the human-machine joint device and cutting off one of Prometheus's arms. Now it was just a supplement to the scene she had seen before.
In the dark room, there were flickering electronic screens, twisted strands of white mycelium, and wires flashing blue light.
Organisms cling to technology like a contaminated computer.
The screen behind Prometheus kept flashing, and Zhu Ning received a lot of information, such as the conversation between Zhu Yao and Teacher Qi.
She saw Zhu Yao, the researcher who created her, wearing a white coat and covered in blood. The surveillance footage on Teacher Qi was fed back to Prometheus truthfully.
It turns out that Zhu Yao installed a button on himself, which is very similar to what Zhu Yao can do.
When Zhu Ning learned this, he did not feel sad, but felt it was natural.
She saw Huo Wenxi again. The little witch was pinned to the ground by a robot. In the middle of an abandoned unfinished building, tall robots were holding heavy weapons. Someone grabbed Huo Wenxi's head and pulled her hair to force her to face the screen.
Zhu Ning had never seen Huo Wenxi like this before. He was in such a mess, without a single guard by his side, his body soaked with water, and he was pushed into a dirty puddle.
Huo Wenxi was dying, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth and gunshot wounds in the chest and thigh. Someone took out a human-machine joint device from a box and wanted to connect it to her solar plexus.
Huo Wenxi seemed to know that Zhu Ning was looking at her. After being pushed down, she kept staring at the person in front of her, her lips trembling, trying to talk to Zhu Ning in this way before she was completely controlled.
"Get started." Zhu Ning understood what Huo Wenxi said. It wasn't a difficult language to understand.
Huo Wenxi would not be happy to become a stumbling block to Zhu Ning, and was willing to support her choice from beginning to end.
Take action, Huo Wenxi silently repeated to Zhu Ning again and again, and such unconditional support made people even more painful.
Zhu Ning saw Lu Yuan again. She was only wearing a thin nightgown and was trapped in the middle of the chair. She looked at him weakly. Zhu Ning guessed that Lu Yuan had just learned the truth.
As long as Prometheus exists, the chains wrapped around Lu Yuan will never be removed.
The little princess looked so miserable, but Zhu Ning did not rescue her as promised.
The fourth screen shows a sandstorm, with yellow sand sweeping across the world. This disaster was not sudden, but rather a well-planned one. Perhaps the monster in the urn was released at that time.
The death of Prometheus and the sweeping sandstorm are the first steps, after which the city walls will collapse.
Weighing the pros and cons, Zhu Ning's actions will only be beneficial to recovery.
The remaining screens are ordinary people, like dragonfly eyes, displaying countless images.
The mother trembled while holding her child, people looked at the island floating in the sky with concern, and pessimism spread on the Internet. They said that the end of the world would come, and this time it would be Zhu Ning himself who would cause the end of the world.
According to data calculations, there will be countless casualties among humans. Hundreds and thousands are not enough to describe it. That is hundreds of thousands or tens of millions of lives, and all of them will be counted on Zhu Ning.
If this were a gambling game, with Prometheus and Zhu Ning facing each other, it was obvious that the other had the bigger cards in his hand.
Zhu Ning understood that this was a hostage. Prometheus used Huo Wenxi to threaten him, and Zhu Yao's threat was even more obvious.
There are two huge mountains in front of Zhu Ning, one is her "mother" and the other is her "sister".
Of course, there is a bigger third one, the safety and survival of all mankind.
Zhu Ning smiled, but that smile was bitter and a little ambiguous.
Prometheus analyzed Zhu Ning's expression and compared it with his own database. There was no standard answer for all human emotions, only a range of values.
Prometheus speculated whether Zhu Ning was angry or compromising. The human-machine joint device was about to approach Huo Wenxi's solar plexus. The snow-white mycelium twisted in mid-air, trying to find its parasite.
In the camera, Huo Wenxi's pupils were connected to a human-machine joint device, and a circle of blue light appeared around the pupils.
In another shot, Zhu Yao put his hands in his pockets, preparing to press a button.
[We can avoid death.] Prometheus said: [Will you be my fire?]
Huo Wenxi was connected to a human-machine joint device, her pupils gradually lost their light, and she became a puppet. Prometheus spoke these words in her voice, intertwined with his own voice, and the sense of oppression and threat could not be ignored.
He gave Zhu Ning another chance, but Zhu Ning didn't even understand why he was so diligent in searching for fire.
"No." Zhu Ning pointed his gun at Prometheus.
"Aim at Zhu Yao!"
The flying car hovered near the north wall like a bug. A part of Zhuang Lin and his team's investigation notes had been published before, and the logistics officer in charge of Zhuang Lin's team is still the current logistics officer.
At the F-03 exit on the north wall, the figures of Teacher Qi and Zhu Yao were very obvious, one black and one white, like two silhouettes.
Teacher Qi was originally talking to Zhu Yao, but when he heard the buzzing sound of the flying car, he frowned. Bugs, those annoying bugs again.
Normally, Teacher Qi would not take these people seriously, but after she was injured, only half of her body was left, and the team sent by the cleaning center this time was large enough. Her sixth sense told her to escape immediately.
Teacher Qi stood up. Normally calm as a seasoned teacher, he struggled to control his expression. "Get started."
Teacher Qi wants to become the queen's godmother. She wants to see the new world come into being and Lu Yuan become the queen bee of the world. Nothing can stop her.
She pressed Zhu Yao, "Press the button."
Zhu Yao's face was calm, and his hands in his pockets were bulging, as if he was pressing something.
Her thoughts flew far away, thinking of the dead Huo Huaiying, the dead Liu Yu, and the team that died in the underground of Utopia.
Individual revenge is not worth mentioning in front of the whole world. This choice also troubles Zhu Yao and entangles her every day and night.
Choose to kill your enemy, or choose a new world?
"Do it!" Teacher Qi roared, "Or I'll kill you."
Zhu Yao's thoughts were suddenly brought back to reality. Only half of Teacher Qi's face was left, and it looked very distorted. Zhu Yao heard the sound of a speeding car in the distance, and probably a gun was aimed at him.
"Okay." Zhu Yao said.
This scene was captured in the scope. The car was still one thousand meters away from Zhu Yao. It would be a waste of time to fly over. Sure enough, the emergency plan was activated.
The sniper's finger was on the trigger, and nothing could move faster than the bullet. He asked Xuanqing through his headset, "Requesting the order to fire."
…
Huo Wenxi gave up on entering the port and contacting the resistance forces. She took the risk of contacting Xuanqing, but the consequence was that her coordinates were exposed.
Prometheus was much faster than the others. In just one second, he recruited the nearby patrol teams.
One bullet hit Huo Wenxi's thigh. She was not sure where the other bullet hit. She only felt the muffled groan when the bullet collided with her body.
It turns out that people have a self-protection mechanism when in danger, which will automatically isolate themselves from the pain. Afterwards, Huo Wenxi's face was pressed into the water. It was a puddle left by a sprinkler truck. It was cold in winter and there was a very thin layer of ice on it.
The hair that Huo Jinsheng had tied up for Huo Wenxi was a little loose, and it lay on the back of her head like a heavy burden, making it easier for the mechanical warrior to commit atrocities.
Did Huo Jinsheng foresee this? He had only been away from home for less than an hour when he was caught.
This may be the most undignified moment for the Huo family, but how much is dignity worth? Do those who died have dignity? Does the mother who died in the underground of Utopia have dignity?
Huo Wenxi seemed to have experienced the same moment as Huo Huaiying, just a few seconds, and he really felt the same way as her.
There was blood at the corner of Huo Wenxi's mouth. When his head was lifted and facing the camera, he said to Zhu Ning without hesitation: Do it.
She didn't make a sound, but her lips touched each other, hoping to give Zhu Ning some strength.
She knew what Zhu Ning would face, whether it was a true God or a devil, just consider this decision as mine.
I am your commander. I will bear the sins of the future with you. If you are guilty, we will atone for them together.
Huo Wenxi's actions were meaningless and only added another victim to a losing situation.
Her solar plexus felt a sharp pain as the human-machine device pierced it. Then her soul seemed to be pushed away, her body requisitioned by Prometheus. Then her lips moved uncontrollably, and a voice that didn't belong to her uttered, "Zhu Ning, think more about ordinary people. They shouldn't have to pay for your decision."
Huo Wenxi hated being a puppet, as if her body had betrayed her soul. She became one of the people who persuaded Zhu Ning, "You will regret killing Prometheus."
Her voice was actually full of emotion, conveying the opposite meaning so sincerely, "Don't do it. We can fight the Resuscitation Society together."
Prometheus stood in front of Zhu Ning, his pure white body like an ancient Greek sculpture. He didn't even need to speak in person, letting Huo Wenxi act as his mouthpiece.
Zhu Ning wanted to go crazy when he heard such a voice. Prometheus looked at Zhu Ning with fluctuating eyes like a cat playing with a mouse. Although the gun was pointed at him, the finger on the trigger was obviously shaking.
This is the situation that Zhu Ning is facing. Prometheus is very curious. As a mechanical creation, he has been taking care of human emotions, but he does not understand all of human emotions at all.
At this time, Zhu Ning seemed like an excellent observation sample. Prometheus' biggest feeling was not fear, but curiosity about her choice. No matter what Zhu Ning chose, she would lose, and giving up revenge would be a shame to his heart.
But what if Prometheus was killed? He would become a huge stone on Zhu Ning's body, and would live in Zhu Ning's heart until his death.
You choose.
Like two chess pieces on a chessboard playing their final game, Prometheus took a step forward, and the mycelium wrapped around his back unfolded inch by inch, like a pair of pure white wings. New mycelium grew at the tip of the mycelium. It was clearly him who was being pointed at, but he seemed to be stimulated to grow again.
He worked hard for the whole world and obeyed the foolish orders of the people of God's kingdom. The whole world may not understand him, so why can't they even understand his fire?
Prometheus needed fire. He knew that the world needed more than just a queen and also a savior.
Unfortunately, his spark always goes against his own cultivation and expectations. He is not ruthless or decisive enough. Every time he hears that he is being controlled, he always screams and cries as if the sky is falling.
Why should he care about Xu Meng and the like? If Zhu Ning liked, he could find Xu Meng's old production line and produce thousands of Xu Mengs for her.
He could satisfy all of Zhu Ning's requests, doting on her so much, carefully designing every difficulty, and doing many things just for her individual growth.
Compared to Zhu Yao, Prometheus considers himself more like Zhu Ning's caregiver. He pays attention to Zhu Ning and collects Zhu Ning's emotions, doing his job so diligently.
Prometheus developed human emotions. He even felt that he was the one who was betrayed and that Zhu Ning had failed his love.
One day Zhu Ning will regret it. She will regret not becoming her own spark, and she will also regret not being obedient.
He even expected Zhu Ning to kill him.
Human beings always like to praise themselves, saying that the body is dead but the soul is immortal.
Prometheus didn't understand before, but now he understands. If Zhu Ning kills him, he will miss and mourn him for the rest of his life, and will think of him every time he feels guilty.
In this way, even something like Prometheus would have a soul, and Zhu Ning was carving a monument for him with his own hands.
Come, kill me and give me a soul.
[Get started.] Prometheus repeated Huo Wenxi's words gently yet coldly. Huo Wenxi's encouragement became coercion in his mouth.
As calm as he was, Zhu Ning on the opposite side was as weak. She was in tears. She might have been mentally preparing herself after saying no. She cried like a little girl, as sad as if she had lost a game.
She was clearly an adult, but her soul seemed to be only seven or eight years old. This place was not the northernmost part of the Far North, but rather another polluted area that was constantly shrinking.
"Who said I want to kill you?" Zhu Ning raised her head and looked at him with tears on her face.
Zhu Ning was shorter than Prometheus and had a weaker aura. Prometheus's pure white figure could block all the light in front of her, but Zhu Ning looked up at him.
She released the trigger and the gun slipped from her hand. For a shooting athlete, this was a mistake that should not be made, like a prelude to surrender.
Prometheus paused, and the madly flowing blue data stream froze for a second, as if it had read a signal it didn't understand and input an incorrect value, causing the entire system to briefly freeze.
Prometheus felt a warmth, which was the body temperature of a human. He lowered his head in confusion. Zhu Ning's right hand was pressed on his chest, and warmth was transmitted from the palm of his hand.
With a bang—
Near the north wall, the sniper carried out the order, and a bullet broke through the air and headed towards Zhu Yao. He was a man handpicked by Xuan Qing, and his shooting accuracy was very high.
The bullet cut through the air, passed through the human body, and hot blood spurted out, drawing a graceful arc in the air.
Teacher Qi's pupils shrank. She thought those people were coming for her and never expected that their target was Zhu Yao.
The bullet appeared so suddenly that even she was not prepared.
Zhu Yao's body tilted forward due to the impact of the bullet. He lost his balance and fell from the tall north wall. His white coat spread out as he fell, like a blood-stained bird.
Zhu Yao's hand slipped out of her pocket. No matter what she wanted to press, she no longer had the chance.
The last button that stopped Zhu Ning from taking action has disappeared.
Xuan Qing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and moved his gaze to another screen. The last location displayed by Huo Wenxi, the coordinates of Prometheus's personnel and Huo Wenxi coincided.
Now a third color appeared in that location, the green dots were the rebels, lighting up the battlefield like a green flame, they entered the alley, thinking that a fierce battle would take place.
But after they entered, they found a strange scene. The mechanical warriors who were holding down Huo Wenxi were stiff. One of them grabbed Huo Wenxi's hair from behind, and another stepped on her knees to prevent her from standing up.
Huo Wenxi's pupils became dilated, and the blue light stopped flickering and became a standard circle.
This scene is like some kind of tense oil painting, or like a human specimen frozen in time.
The rebels were even a little stunned. It took them a second to realize that they had to unplug the human-machine combined device of Sun Xue.
When the ring was pulled out, the fungal ribbons were stained with blood. Huo Wenxi's pupils were still dilated, and they even felt that they were too late.
Maybe Prometheus used all his strength to kill Huo Wenxi even if it meant his own death.
They stretched out their hands and waved them back and forth in front of Huo Wenxi herself, constantly calling her name, like the most ancient ritual, the woman's soul was dragged into the abyss, so a wizard was needed to summon her soul.
The rescuer placed his palm on Huo Wenxi's chest, but could not feel her heartbeat. She seemed to be frozen and all her organs had stopped functioning.
And Huo Wenxi's soul has been exiled to the end of the world.
Zhu Ning placed his palm on Prometheus' chest, but could not feel even a single heartbeat. Whether it was a fungus or a machine, it should not have a heartbeat.
Prometheus looked down at Zhu Ning's hand, and seemed to be unable to react for a long time. He didn't understand what Zhu Ning's action meant.
Only humans have this kind of action, caressing and hugging, confirming each other's heartbeats when touching, as if to confirm love.
Comparing with the Prometheus database, it was found that this kind of intimate behavior is more likely to occur between lovers. Images flashed in the mind, and generally the person being touched would smile happily.
But he didn't find the corresponding emotion, instead he felt only pain.
The mycelium dancing on Prometheus's body began to shrink due to the oppression near his chest. The screen behind him kept flickering in the shape of snowflakes. The madly shaking data stream trembled and finally condensed into a line, like a human electrocardiogram.
Peaks, troughs, peaks, troughs, the data fluctuates back and forth, which is a precursor to collapse.
"I'm here to eat you." Zhu Ning took a step forward.
I will devour every strand of mycelium and swallow every piece of flesh and blood until you and I are completely integrated and can no longer be distinguished from each other.
I will eat you, replace you, become you.
I will take on your responsibilities and mission, and bear your sins and karma.
With a slight "puff" sound, Zhu Ning's hand sank into his chest, and the nearby mycelium structure broke into pieces, but Prometheus was still puzzled.
Black overflowed from Zhu Ning's palms, infecting his pure white body until his chest appeared black, as if a black bullet had hit his body and turned into a blood flower.
Prometheus suddenly understood that it was death.
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