How did he gain consciousness a long time ago? He didn't remember. It must have been a coincidence, a tiny ripple in this huge wave.

So he died.

The fate of mankind is like a changing music.

Later he met Anze.

He coughed and stood up from the chair. If you don't care, the pain in the body is actually not worth mentioning.

Polly heard the sound of him getting up. Even at such an excited moment, he still said to him in a gentle tone: "Don't get up, there's no help here, you should have a good rest."

But he immediately devoted all his attention to his research and discovery.

Anzhe picked up a piece of paper, wrote a few words on it with a pen, folded it, handed it to Rum, and then walked towards the door. Rum opened his mouth, but he gently made a gesture to keep quiet.

Standing outside the door, through the translucent glass door, Anzhe looked at Polly inside tenderly and sadly.

With a click, he locked the door from the outside.

The sound awakened Polly who was immersed in his research, and he looked over here.

Anzhe turned and walked down the stairs. His steps were slightly unsteady, and his internal organs seemed to be burned by flames.

Finally, he walked past the people on the first floor of the white building, walked down the stairs in front of the building, and came to the blazing flames of Simpson's cage.

He shouldn't be here.

He was a member of the abyss, and it was his fellow humans that were attacking humans.

But now the situation is the opposite.

Did he feel happy or painful because he joined the human group?

The flames rolled up and burned his face. He bent down and coughed a few times.

It takes time for a mushroom to wither. The melting of mycelium is a slow process. He closed his eyes countless times and felt that he would not open them again in the next second, but he still opened them.

What kept him until this time? Probability? Polly said that probability is fate.

Then, let's just regard it as fate that brought him here!

The vines of the conservation institute fell to the ground with a thud. Tang Lan's half wing was bleeding. He stumbled up to the air and fought with the swooping eagle. The sharp beak pierced his shoulder and a puff of blood spurted out. He didn't even groan. He pressed the bleeding wound with one hand and stabbed the eagle's eyes with the other hand, which turned into a sharp claw with a cold light.

Blood dripped to the ground.

Humans have happiness and pain that are different from other creatures. Do you regret it?

An Zhe smiled and took a step towards Simpson's cage. The flames licked his face, burning like a scalding summer.

There was a sound of banging on glass from the white building, but he didn't look back.

The sunset in the sky was burning with the Simpson cage. The huge sun was sinking, and the magnificent golden-red light illuminated half of the sky. The battle in the institute was still going on, with howling, explosions, blood, morning light, and firelight mixed together.

Uncle Shu, who had cooked potato soup for him, was grabbed from the ground by the monster and thrown down. His body hit the ground heavily, his eyes froze, and blood flowed from his eyes.

The blood-stained ground was full of death.

Everything in the world became slow motion in his eyes, and An Zhe took another step forward.

"Don't..." Shushu uttered a syllable in a hoarse voice, and he coughed several times: "Don't commit suicide..."

The life of a living creature is to live, and the life of a species is to continue. Human beings have never walked into that good night gently.

Facing the Simpson cage, Anzhe finally felt the panic from death. He looked at Shushu and asked softly - as if asking himself: "But can you still survive?"

Shushu's consciousness was no longer clear. He shook his head slowly, and then looked at the distant sky.

His eyes suddenly stopped, and after two seconds of silence, he suddenly "ho ho" gasped a few times, revealing an excited expression.

A low humming sound no louder than a monster's howl sounded in the sky, and An Zhe suddenly looked up.

In the distance, on the golden horizon, a team of neatly arranged black shadows flew smoothly towards this side, dragging long tail feathers in the clouds.

"Plane...plane." An Zhe heard Shushu say.

He knew it was a plane. Looking up at the familiar shape, An Zhe suddenly felt a genuine joy.

The distress signal sent to the North Base was not ignored. Polly told Tang Lan that when the institute no longer existed, they should help the base regardless of past grudges. But now, it is the base that has come to help the institute regardless of past grudges.

- At the moment when everything is destined to end.

Polly was right. His race was mean and noble. You could speculate human behavior with the greatest malice and trust human kindness and tolerance to the greatest extent.

But the artificial magnetic poles had failed. What would happen to the base?

What would happen to Lu Xun? Or did the base no longer exist? Where would he be? He knew that Lu Xun would give everything for the base until the day when the base no longer needed him.

A line of tears slid down Anzhe's eyes. His love and hate seemed insignificant in this grand day. Lu Xun was Lu Xun's mission, and he was his destiny.

He took another step.

Boom.

The micro-nuclear bomb was released from the ejection hole of PL1109. With a bang, the monsters below were blocked from surging upward. The mountain peak - such a mountain peak is bound to become the target of public criticism, but it is also easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"Open the hatch." A cold and calm voice sounded.

"Ready the glider."

"Something is wrong, wait a moment." The flight technician said.

The fighter plane was diving, and the hatch made a mechanical creaking sound.

Lu Xun took the glider handed over by the soldier.

"Are you going down?" Hubbard said.

Lu Xun: "Yes."

"When we came to help the underground city, it was for the benefit of mankind." Hubbard looked at him: "What about now? Is the Tribunal here to help the aliens?"

Lu Xun just watched the mercenary captain take over a hang glider and start debugging. He said lightly: "Why are you here?"

"I don't know." Hubbard whispered: "I always feel that I will regret not coming."

With a click.

The cabin door popped open.

"Oh my God." The flight technician stepped back: "It's on fire? What is that?"

The strong wind poured in from outside, and Lu Xun stood in the cabin and looked down.

Suddenly, he was stunned.

In front of a sea of ​​fire, An Zhe raised his head and looked at the visitor from the North Base.

At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped.

He saw him, and he saw him.

An Zhe trembled violently, and he looked directly into Lu Xun's eyes.

The separation was long planned, but the reunion was so unexpected.

But he didn't expect to see Lu Xun here, and he knew that Lu Xun didn't expect to see him here.

The air waves raised by the fighter plane blew the corners of his clothes, and like a subconscious action, he slowly stretched out his hand in the air.

The long-lost green eyes stared at him like that. The Inquisitor, whose mission is to kill aliens, came to assist the base of the Fusion Faction, and a monster stood in the center of the Human Research Institute.

It was absurd from beginning to end, but the brilliant sunlight poured down, and they suddenly became clear in each other's eyes.

Yes, Lu Xun is such a person.

An Zhe curled his eyelashes and smiled at Lu Xun. In his infinite memory, he had never shown such an expression to Lu Xun. Although

they were so far apart, he saw a smile slowly appearing in those green eyes - it seemed to be infinitely gentle.

With a gunshot, Hubbard fired a shot at the monster in the air. Fighters dropped uranium bombs around the institute. The artillery fire was continuous. The explosions, fighting sounds, and howling sounds mixed into a grand sound, merging into this symphony from the depths of the universe.

And the monsters from the abyss continued to pour in.

The sandstorm after the magnetic field disappeared was about to come.

The last human territory was falling.

Humanity - is about to become extinct.

They stared at each other for a long time, as if the deepest hatred between them was aroused, and it was as if the past hatred was forgotten in an instant.

On this day, they will be together again, again, freely -

freely -

Anzhe slowly closed his eyes and leaned forward.

Like a leaf falling from a branch in late autumn.

In the blazing fire of the Simpson cage, when the morning sun slowly rose and the sunset of humanity slowly set, his body turned into flying light dust, dissolving, floating, and ending.

In the laboratory, on the screen full of noise, those trembling irregular points suddenly gathered and rotated, and the analysis program started. After ten seconds, several slowly intertwined frequency curves appeared on the screen.

Like fate.

Looking at the parameters jumping on the screen, Polly Jones switched the communication channel to the emergency channel that connected the North Base and the Underground City Base. He didn't know if they could hear him. His voice was trembling in silence.

"This is the Highland Research Institute."

"Please adjust the frequency of the artificial magnetic pole emission."

"Channel A1, 2, 5, 2.7." "

Channel A2, 9.13, 5, 3, 1."

"Channel D3, 4, 0, 7."

"Runge wave, level 6."

"ADA feature, grid 3." "

Configuration completed, please start."

"Repeat."

"Channel A1, 2, 5, 2.7."

"Channel A2, 9.13, 5, 3, 1."

"Channel D3..."

Behind him, Rum's fingers almost trembled as he completed these parameters and pressed the central button.

The tops of the white towers at both ends of the Highland Research Institute emit dazzling lights.

Invisible waves of silence radiate outwards between the two white towers like ripples.

East, west, the huge waves are emitted by the two human magnetic poles.

Like the first bell of the new year.

Everything is silent.