"Has the life-sustaining drug been injected?"
"500 milliliters of blood from qualified people..."
"Call another group of healing talisman masters, quickly!"
Su Mingan heard these voices. Anxious, sad, expectant...
...Did we go back to a long time ago?
What caught his eye was the shadowless surgical lamp that looked like an octagonal flower, and the sound of emergency equipment was heard around him. Seeing him wake up, the doctors showed extremely surprised expressions.
"That's great... He's been saved."
"How are you feeling? Can you talk?"
"Don't stop the blood transfusion. Invest as many resources as possible!"
For a moment, an indescribable panic gripped Su Mingan's heart. His pupils shrank and he almost forgot to breathe.
What time point is this?
There was no need to recall, he was sure that he had never experienced such a scene.
He subconsciously looked at the system time——
…
【2025/03/24, 01:32】
…
It seems that there is no need to think too much.
The people beside his bed continued to give him treatment without stopping, trying their best to save his faltering life.
...He hadn't thought about that.
He had never thought that he could be rescued after jumping from a building nearly 132 stories high, smashing into a blurry body, blood and flesh splattered everywhere... Even at this point, it was impossible to survive. He wanted to test the shadows and the gods to see if they would stop him from committing suicide, but no one intervened until the end of his fall.
The moment he was smashed into flesh and blood, he felt relieved. It seemed that he could go back safely this time.
But he never expected that
The gods and the shadows were powerless to stop him from committing suicide...but humans tried their best to use their ultimate vitality and medical technology to save him from being smashed to pieces.
…
He struggled not to want to live.
…
He wanted to go back and save Su Luoluo. There was no need to continue this timeline. If it continued to slide down, it was very likely that the key retracement point would be stuck... He couldn't waste time here.
but,
The hope in people's eyes almost solidified into substance, and when his life was saved, a very genuine joy appeared on their faces, more sincere than when their own lives were saved.
...Don't save me, don't save me, don't save me.
A silent cry from within.
"——Everyone, don't slack off! Keep injecting vitality!" Someone's joyful voice came from nowhere.
...Don't save me, I want to go back. Only if I go back, I can better save you...
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out of his throat. It had been squeezed by a huge impact and he couldn't utter a single word accurately.
"——Have the emergency resources from the front line been dispatched? Okay, keep sending them until they are saturated! We must keep the Lord God alive!!" An unknown voice called out.
...Don't save me.
His vision flashed across the dazzling white lights, and people's faces showed a mixture of urgency and joy, looking at him with awe, respect, and yearning...
"——We have received more applications. In addition to those over 80 years old, those in their 60s and 70s have also volunteered to contribute their vitality to the gods. If necessary, the soldiers are also willing. There are 8,912 people who can be on standby at any time." The report came from somewhere.
"——Okay. No matter the cost, no matter the sacrifice, save the God..."
This was clearly just a playful suicide by the Lord God, a desire to jump to another timeline to rest. He was too tired, so tired that he wanted to commit suicide.
Su Mingan was unable to speak or move, and his body became an incomplete puzzle.
Kind-hearted doctors pushed all kinds of precious medicines into his body. These medicines could have saved thousands of people if they were available outside, but they were used on him alone.
Countless people exchanged their lives for him and madly poured their vitality into the stone, causing his powerless hands to tightly grasp the stone, making this body accept the sin of plundering tens of millions of lives.
Even if he took the initiative to loosen his hands and did not want to absorb these lives, people thought he had no strength, and seven or eight hands reached out at the same time to help him hold these fluorescent stones firmly.
The tasteless blood poured into his throat and he turned his face to the side, trying to avoid it, but people thought he was too weak, so they held down his face to steady him and forced him to drink the sin.
Mankind's love for God turned into an execution, exercising coercion in the name of love, causing pain not only to his body but also to his soul.
——They were shouting at him desperately.
Don't go.
Su Mingan's eyes blurred, and he could hardly recognize the water light. But he suddenly understood the reliance of humans on gods. Humans are greedy for life and afraid of death, but they can solidify gods into a beacon that must exist. In the dark night, humans need Him. In the daytime, humans also need Him.
They just…need, “Him.”
In this way, these purely rational thoughts and dependence are transformed into a firm and crazy love. For this fanatical love, human beings can forget their original fear of death and entrust their lives to the gods for symbiosis. They can accept any orders from the gods and even take their own lives, but they can only ignore the gods' willingness to commit suicide - its name is "faith".
Their "love" for the gods is real.
Their "coercion" of the gods is also true.
The gods were at a loss.
It was He who pushed himself onto the throne of God. The city lord could retreat temporarily, but the God would not allow him to step down, otherwise he would be the first to be engulfed by the fire of civilization of disappointment and sorrow.
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