Chapter 67
Even in this situation where fans are clamoring for a happy ending, it is somewhat unethical to release it. Besides, the meeting court is not dead yet.
Chu Zhao's eyes wandered.
But the boss was very firm: [It doesn't matter (^0^)/ As long as you like it, I will definitely meet people who like it if I post it! ]
It was the second half of the sentence that convinced Chu Zhao:
[And the first round of PK has started after the common track started submitting works. It would be better if you have a new video.]
That’s right. Chu Zhao received the news three days ago that all editors on Common Track would participate in the first round of PK. However, during the one-week PK period, submissions can be made at any time. Anyway, the final statistics are based on the popularity gained by the creator himself.
Isn't this the last day to get a haircut?
The procrastinator naturally slacked off, and now someone else advised her to use the previous video to support it. Chu Zhao suddenly thought, it’s not impossible?
After all, she was the one who edited this video, so you can't say she's rehashing old stuff. She sacrificed the Marshal before and didn't encounter any other threats. Being noticed is no big deal at all.
Wei Qi's tone was really powerful. Chu Zhao's mind was controlled by her. Once he was inclined to post, he could never be pulled back. After the video was posted, Chu Zhao replied with a guilty conscience:
[Let me see if there is any happy ending material recently. If there is, I will try my best to edit it~] Yes, that’s right. It’s definitely not because she prefers to edit happy endings!
Wei Qi raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Heng, signaling Zhu Heng to look at the dialog box.
"What?" Although he still said these two words, his tone was so gentle that I don't know how slow it was. He also said: "Do you still want to take the initiative to provide some materials?"
Wei Qi pinched him. Don't think she didn't know that he had kissed her many times before in the name of providing materials and wanting to see a good ending.
Zhu Heng lowered his head: "Besides, are you a fellow enthusiast?"
Wei Qi: “Huh.”
Zhu Heng: "I didn't know you liked watching these." He paused. Watching these, be sad.
Wei Qi: “.” She didn’t want to know whether he was pretending to be ignorant or really thought so. She just pinched his face hard again and then started typing on the keyboard:
[Wei]: Great, great, looking forward to it (≧▽≦)
[Ling Bo]: Muah~
Chu Zhao posted a new video on Lingbo's personal homepage. Because it was the first round of PK competition, it was obvious that there was a notification on the anchor's personal homepage that the anchor was participating in the "First Round of Anchor Popularity PK on the Common Track Channel".
Originally, Lingbo and Niao Niao Shengyan had already ranked among the top ten with the popularity of those videos, but it doesn’t matter, the more the better.
"Fu" has already unfolded before the eyes of fans who follow Ling Bo's movements.
Strictly speaking, there is another reason why Chu Zhao was reluctant to release this video, which is that she cut all the cps together in this scene of mutual destruction.
Of course, this time she posted it not to say that she didn't want to cover up the two vests, but because she had already posted the ending clip of the previous scene of Roasted in Flames, so...it was no big deal.
Just drop it, maybe you can even get first place by merging the account data.
But after this video was released, Lingbo and Niao Niao Shengyan's data not only reached the first place among the anchors in the first round of PK. They even made the original intention of the common track channel, "military and civilian harmony", a hot search.
Chu Zhao said that she likes be. Strictly speaking, she doesn't like be, she just likes the feeling of fate, displacement, exile, and death.
The feelings between the two are like a flag held up in the snow, soaked in snow and blood, and dyed red, dark, or even black.
It also extends towards death.
She likes love to be as cruel, decadent and grand as death, and she wants him to be a bunch of flowers withering under the scorching sun from beginning to end.
She liked the high-spiritedness of fighting side by side, where young geniuses parted ways in the face of their beliefs, but ended up in the same place and died for their own good causes.
She likes to fall into traps even though they are not matched. She likes those in high positions who shouldn't betray everything and give up all their chips, and those in low positions who speak without thinking and casually, but they can't just get away with it.
She likes the inhumanity of the gods. She likes the helplessness and deep sorrow. It has never been that I shouldn’t like you, but that I shouldn’t let you fall into such a position.
This kind of love is greater than my love for you itself.
The book says that love brings about sorrow.
Chu Zhao's video is about life and death due to love.
She longed for love as strong as death. Even stronger than death.
So the first shot she gave was to Ying Pei.
Many people jokingly said that after visiting Wei Heng and Shen Jiang, going back to visit Ying Pei is like visiting an old couple.
After all, compared to Wei Heng and the Goddess who are still being separated or even "forced", Ying Pei seems to have a stable relationship and is the official match that no one needs to doubt anymore, so there is no need to worry about it.
But in Chu Zhao's heart, they will always be the first sight she saw when she came to this world. After he witnessed her seriously injured in that lake, he could not maintain any more weighing of the pros and cons and confrontation with Ying Pei.
They are always like Ying Pei, who seems to be separated in heart but united in spirit.
Marshal Pei Shiyun stood on the 21st floor of the black tower.
In the light-transmitting structure of the black tower, there are rays of light that are interwoven and cut through each other like silk threads, and apart from that is the solemn and majestic dark black inner wall.
He stood there. His adjutant held an umbrella for him. But his cloak was still one inch wet. It spread from the bottom of the cloak to the middle of his military boots.
Marshal Pei Shiyun looked forward, and the holographic image of the deceased emerged. It was just a simple movement of her turning sideways, and he stood there and watched it many times.
There were the sounds of footsteps rolling over the bluestone steps.
"Marshal, there has been a change in the meeting chamber."
From an outsider's perspective, they could only see the messenger's back covering half of the screen. On the left, Marshal Pei Shiyun turned around, with an umbrella on his head, and his eyes were cold: "Lead the way."
The picture changed.
"Is the Council trying to cut off the authority of the Western Region again?" Someone slammed the table, also hiding most of his figure, gritting his teeth and saying, "It's not enough that they forced Marshal Ying to death, now they want to persecute Marshal Pei who has finally stabilized the situation. The Council is simply, their hearts are damned!"
"I can't say I forced him to death. Who else but the marshal could have effectively intercepted him at that time?"
The person who scolded him also seemed very angry, and continued, "It's just that the meeting court was not brave enough to do anything under the nose of Marshal Ying Ying."
But now, Marshal Zhu Heng was exhausted from fighting all over the place, and Marshal Pei Shiyun had just returned from the front line. The situation had just been settled, so it could be said that this was the best time. They brazenly took action.
"It's a shame that we can't do anything now that the situation has just been pacified."
"Marshal Pei Shiyun went to the cemetery again this morning. I think he went to see Marshal Ying Ying."
"Right. It has always been Marshal Ying Ying's wish to pacify the Nebula and expel the Zerg. He has been mediating since five years ago. Now that it has been accomplished, he naturally wants to go see her."
"Does he have a good relationship with Marshal Ying Ying?"
The scene suddenly changed to Marshal Pei Shiyun in a dark cloak behind him. He was entering the meeting room and sitting in the empty marshal's seat on the side.
[Yes, they are childhood sweethearts. ]
The voice began to narrate:
[When they first entered the military academy, they became an ace duo that swept the league because of their similar talents and tacit cooperation. And three years after graduation, they often fight together. ]
"Didn't they say they had a falling out?"
[That was just their excuse to balance the different forces under their command. In fact, when Marshal Ying Ying sacrificed himself in that battle, he had anticipated that the Council could not be trusted. She also told him that he was the person she trusted the most, so she asked him to guard the rear.]
The ship about to take off hovered above the military port. As a command ship, the fleet approaching the East Region at this time actually had the suspicion of confrontation. Unfortunately, the two marshals only looked at each other from a distance through the porthole.
Then Marshal Pei Shiyun watched her leave.
"I promise."
The voice that seemed to come from another world echoed in her, and it was actually somewhat heartbreakingly similar to the past. "I will definitely help you defend this place."
He held on.
What awaited him was the news of her sacrifice.
Marshal Ying Ying died fighting in that battle. He often hugged her heartbrokenly in his dreams at midnight, looking at his lover, whose heart was pierced by thousands of arrows, lying in a blood-stained lake or on a wasteland littered with Zerg corpses.
I wish I could die with her.
The voice of inquiry suddenly stopped, as if it was also haunted by this regret.
The voice continued:
[Later, Marshal Pei Shiyun never resonated with anyone else. Like a tireless spinning top, he kept his promise to expel the Zerg for himself and her in the vast territory of the nebula.]
The vast snow finally covered every area of the nebula. In the distant stars, there was no longer any place occupied by the Zerg that humans could not live in safely.
Pei Shiyun stood in front of the French window of the White Tower, looking at the entire nebula of snow. It seemed that with her death, he would become a lone star and a puppet in this universe.
"Then what is the meeting court doing now!" Those who don't know much gnashed their teeth and said, "Xingyun has already lost a marshal because of the war, what else do they want!"
"Of course they want to usurp the Marshal's authority! Then they can achieve their status of having the final say as always. But Marshal Pei will never let them succeed. From the moment the meeting court missed the opportunity to fight and even concealed the sacrifice of Marshal Ying Ying, he will never coexist peacefully with them."
"Yes, but the Council Chamber is very powerful."
"Yeah," the speaker drawled out, sighing.
But he did not continue with this. Instead, he said.
[Marshal Ying Ying has been sacrificed for five years. 】
She has been gone for five years.
The scene changed to another conversation between two people. This time it was Marshal Pei Shiyun and another senior general whose face could not be seen clearly.
"She told me a long time ago that you are not the type to give up easily. No matter how bad it gets, she asked me to persuade you not to rashly uproot the meeting court."
Marshal Pei Shiyun sat in a chair and slowly wiped the laser transmitter. He was still wearing gloves. He had not taken them off since she died.
"Since she said that, she should know that you can't persuade me." He said this as if Marshal Ying in the words was still alive.
But he just turned his head away: "You should know where the tomb I chose is." It's right next to her. There are no bones of her in it. There won't be any of his either.
He took the path of mutual destruction.
The general gritted his teeth, and when he was about to leave with his cloak on his shoulders, he paused, turned his head and asked sternly: "If it was me who was guarding here, would you have killed me to avenge her?"
Just like now? He wanted to avenge her even if he dragged himself into this trouble?
Pei Shiyun didn't answer. But it was obvious that no matter if he accepted her last request or not, and watched her sacrifice in the back position, he couldn't not go today.
Pei Shiyun stood up. He had no expression from beginning to end. His tone was indifferent, and his movements were also indifferent. "Maybe they are right. The union of different military domains will sooner or later give birth to a madman."
[He never admitted until his death that marshals from different military domains should not have contact with each other.]
Pei Shiyun turned and left.
I am that crazy person.
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The video does not give an answer as to how this mutual destruction ended.
On the contrary, when Wei Heng opened the story, there was a sense of warmth in the doomsday scene. They were in the well-decorated command cabin, with Wei Qi leaning against Marshal Zhu Heng.
He was wearing a military uniform, which was neat and tidy, and a cape, looking like he was about to go into battle. However, despite his formal and stern attire, Wei Qi was holding the leather gloves on his hands.
She looked very sleepy and not in good spirits. She closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep completely, but she was forcing herself to stay awake, scratching her head with her fingers, trying to lift it up.
Marshal Zhu Heng did not help her. He just let her lean on him, let her hold on, lowered his head and said to her: "We are about to win. As long as we complete the encirclement and suppression of the rebels, I will resign and take you to the Yaoguang Galaxy."
He leaned on her. He was the one doing all the talking.
"You've always thought this place has a nice name, and you want to know if they have the wonder of Yaoguang? I'll take you to see it. If there are any ships, we'll go over there."
"If not, you can open a flower shop and I'll be your assistant. We can save some money in an ordinary galaxy. When we have enough, we can buy two ship tickets."
He took a deep breath, as if he was holding back something, and then he lowered his head to look at her. "Wei Qi, don't worry about me."
He saw that she had closed her eyes and her hands seemed to clench for a moment. But only the corners of her eyes quickly turned red, and her voice was still steady. Her hands were also steady, and he did not listen to her breathing.
"My illness is fine. The genetic disease won't affect my combat performance. They condemned me only because they were afraid that my strength would be reduced and it would implicate them. But you see, even so, I have come this far."
He watched her until the ship grew dark.
"You didn't implicate anyone."
"You are not selfish, and you don't ignore the overall situation. It's always me." His voice finally trembled, but only slightly. Marshal Zhu Heng's gaze began to move left and then right.
Although his hand was still tightly holding hers, it seemed as if he had no more support in this world.
"It's my fault." His lips touched her cold forehead. "I've made you suffer for more than ten years." When he said this, the corners of his eyes turned redder.
"Half of it is spent dealing with them."
“Half of it is spent here.”
There are also people talking outside the screen, laying out the content in the form of dialogue:
"He's still on that ship?"
"Yes, the third-class citizen he brought back has been staying on that ship since he came back with her. He wanted to protect her, but he had no choice."
"In the end, the conference court still found a loophole?"
"I don't know, but it is said that Marshal Zhu Heng is in a very bad condition."
"No matter how bad it is, that third-class citizen is still dead."
No reply.
"Why, he still wants to blame her death on someone else?"
[Marshal Zhu Heng's genetic disease was already very serious. He could only hold on with difficulty in the front line these years. When she died, his spiritual support was almost taken away by half, and the remaining half was just mechanical operation. Now the meeting court is threatening him again, I am afraid.]
"What can he do?"
The voice was silent.
[He can’t do anything. The genetic disease and the continuous fighting have almost eaten away his energy. I think he can’t do anything.]
Marshal Zhu Heng lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry."
His silent eyes revealed a pale afterglow of ashes after a fire has burned out: "Wei Qi. Wait for me. I will come to you after I deal with them."
She stopped breathing, so he lowered his head, pressed his lips against her cold forehead, and stayed quiet for a while before he stood up, picked her up by the waist, and placed her in a transparent coffin covered with flowers.
He knelt on one knee beside her and held her hand.
[I think he is really crazy! He has been on the command ship for three days and has not come down. Does he want to be buried with her?]
Until his hands became as cold as hers, he felt his body warm up, tilted his head and looked at her quietly for a while, saw that her pale lips were too light, leaned over and kissed her, then stood up.
He took the stabilizer injection needle that he had used countless times, pulled up his sleeves, and walked expressionlessly while pushing the needle into the protruding blood vessels on his wrist. There were countless purple needle marks on it.
He just touched the bracelet and threw the injection needle into the trash can. The hatch opened.
The meeting court that came to pick someone up rarely had such a strong attitude, but with a smiling face that showed confidence of victory, what they saw was Zhu Heng's eyes full of indifference.
"Where are you going?"
The ending of the CP of Descendants was not very good.
In that fire, Jingwei might have thought that she was the instigator. In each counterattack of the court, she always held open the giant umbrella, and each rib of the umbrella was so huge that it looked like a huge transparent figure reaching up to the sky.
Standing in front of the fleet.
Like a real god.
Laser cannons, ion cannons and other weapons rampaged through His body. When they exploded, only mechanical debris was blown away, and His transparent body only rippled slightly.
It was just that the artillery fire was getting more intense, and He still staggered. With this stagger, the guardian of this universe seemed doomed to fail. He lowered his transparent head, and his hair fell from the sky to the low-flying ships on the ground.
There was no sign of pain in His eyes, but His fingers had begun to flicker, appearing and disappearing as if about to reshape.
In a very small ship beside Him.
Xu Su is trying his best to speed up the compilation of code.
[As a researcher, she fell in love with the AI she wrote. This is ridiculous. Did you know that he even tried to give her a backdoor in the pervasive regulatory procedures? When the court was reviewing it, they thought he had installed some spy program. When they forced it open, they found that the secret codes were just some Jingwei's autonomous screenshots, reading records and chess playing records! ]
"He records the daily life of an artificial intelligence?"
[Yes, that's why we say he's crazy. He was not right during the experiment, and later on, we don't know why, he even stopped us from using Jingwei. During that time, we found records of him trying to talk to him in the backdoor. He must be crazy to study artificial intelligence to this extent.]
"He didn't think He was alive?"
"I guess so. Otherwise, why would he want to help Jingwei reduce casualties when he has to perform his duties as a combat support system? Ridiculous. A program, what casualties?"
"I heard that many researchers are like this, and they become obsessed with their research."
"That doesn't mean he's obsessed. If he wants to die, just follow Him. We'll take the Jingwei core key away, and we can wake Him up and turn him on when we come back."
But Xu Su raised his head. He stopped compiling inside the ship and just looked through the porthole at the huge god that was constantly being hit by artillery fire and becoming more and more transparent.
He turned sideways, and when he turned around, a strand of hair curled up due to the burning, revealing a clear red color. This was exactly the color that had been through the burning.
A man and a god looked at each other from afar. The god's eyes showed no joy or anger. The tiny man touched the thick porthole glass with his hands through the protective ship, his lips turned pale and his pupils trembled. It was obvious that he was deeply hurt by what the others said.
[We harmed her? Wasn't it you who completed the transformation yourself? ]
[It's not that you knew she had signed the consent agreement, it's that you were blind and didn't see that the artificial intelligence you had been taking care of for so many years was Him. But, it's useless. ]
Xu Su's white coat had no color. Behind the porthole, he pressed his fingers against the window and whitened them vigorously.
But he was just one person, and if he fell off the ship he would be dead without a burial place.
The huge god slowly turned around and continued to face the ships that were destined to attack him.
The humans protected by Him lowered their heads, as if they couldn't bear to watch, or as if their minds had been shattered by the words "transformed by personal hands". When the god was about to fall, everyone was afraid that He might bring down a large number of tall buildings.
Only he said slowly: "Qingli, I have rewritten the program. Whether you want to leave or not, I want you to come with me."
All integrated into this program.
He couldn't let Him be a human being, so he could only integrate himself into this process.
The god seemed to sense something and slowly turned around. The shells hit his transparent figure. He slowly shook his head.
Xu Su's mouth curved up in a small arc. His eyes were bleak, but he was still smiling. It was the dusk before doomsday.
A huge explosion occurred inside the god's body.
Xu Su's pupils seemed to be blown transparent by the gunfire. His fingers trembled, but he still tried his best to remain calm and said hoarsely, "Inside the back door."
"It will be me who will read Stray Birds to you."
It was Xu Su who read "Flying Birds Collection" to Qingli.
It’s not that artificial intelligence is locked in the cage of technology.
Xu Su moved his fingers and wanted to look at Him, but the next second, a bigger explosion exploded in His body, and Xu Su's pupils turned gray. He looked at the smoke and dust, and his pupils slightly enlarged and diffused because of the dazzling light.
Before the smoke and dust cleared, he didn't even know if He had been destroyed by Him. But it didn't matter.
When Xu Su saw the porthole shattered, his first reaction was not to step back, but to close his eyes and allow himself to be engulfed in the white light.
We would give each other instructions. In that back door that we couldn't get out of, we would recite Stray Birds over and over again.
"Xu Su?! What did he do?! Why are all the interfaces and keys of the conference room garbled?"
"Warning! Warning! The core is being destroyed! The link is being destroyed!"
"Admiral, Xu Su has connected all the confidential and unchangeable keys of the Academy of Sciences to himself. He is crazy! He wants to drag us to death with him!"
At the end of the audio, there was the alarm sound of "beep, beep, beep", which was repeated endlessly amid the sounds of explosions.
Finally, in the silence, the new, simple artificial intelligence's stereotyped mechanical voice repeated stiffly, as if going back hundreds of years:
【Ah, Ah, Ah, Seven is at your service.】
The sound even has some discordant tremors, like a broken tape.
[The order of the nebula has collapsed. Half of the scientific and technological achievements have been destroyed. The integrity of the central galaxy's buildings is 100% 60%. It is expected that the level of science and technology will regress by 30 years.]
[After the nebula lasted for six years, humans returned to the ignorant era when they first entered the universe. ]
And all this is because they have no way out.
The conclave destroyed the road before them.
They destroyed the road behind the meeting house.
After they both died, all that was left was a tragic death for love.
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