In April, Noel walked across the red and black land holding a searchlight.
There were dozens of people waiting in front of him - they were people from the Mecha Age (732), good at maintaining mechas. Mechas have good resource collection and map exploration functions.
Noel named himself "Strawberry Angel". Although it sounded strange, he thought it was about a hundred times better than Lu Shu's "Little Black Angel".
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In July, Xia Jiawen proposed to his lover.
Before the end of the world, they made a promise to each other that would last till death.
"What if tomorrow was the end of the world? What if civilization was taken away from us? What if spring never came?"
"I will still fall into this life as always, and walk towards you without fear under the gaze of those in higher dimensions. Whether I turn into dust in the universe, stardust at the end of the galaxy, or firewood burning in the Ark, I will tell you... I love you."
Applause broke out. With increasingly scarce resources, the wedding was hastily planned but solemn. The bride even wore a uniform, as there was no extra fabric for them to make a wedding dress.
So, the two people in uniform held hands, kissed the rings and paper flowers as a lifelong vow.
When talking about raising offspring, Xia Jiawen just smiled and said that it would be better to let the children spend the Peace Festival in the Holy City instead of letting them eat candy in the dark valley.
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In August, Mizushima Kawase said that he did not want to stay in the old shrine doing nothing.
Su Mingan wanted to test her determination, so he sent her out.
She silently completed the task, collected camp contribution points, and improved her combat power... She did not do anything extra. Su Mingan could not tell what she was thinking.
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In September, preparations for the launch were coming to an end. As the shadow approached, pollution broke out in many parts of the Holy City. However, under the strict control of the gods, there were few casualties.
Now people finally understand why the gods’ control is so strict - only by controlling the fate of each individual can efficiency be maximized.
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In October, Su Mingan met Li Mingyue once.
Li Mingyue handed him a book.
"The Book of Rules..." Su Mingan read the title slowly. This book was a complete work from beginning to end. It started with this book and ended with this book.
He flipped through the book and suddenly realized that it was already finished.
From the first page to the last page, there are a total of death rules...all written down.
This shock is no less than... the scientific laws of an entire civilization, all of its cosmic rules, have been explored by humans.
And the one who tried all these was alone from beginning to end.
"My descendants have figured out the rules of instant death bit by bit." Li Mingyue picked up the Peach Blossom Wine calmly: "The rules of instant death come from the Word Spirit that was polluted by the overlapping shadow, and it is one of his means of attack. But now you don't have to be afraid."
It is difficult for Su Mingan to describe his feelings towards Li Mingyue. Li Mingyue used to be a symbol of security, and now she is still his most silent support.
He remained silent for a thousand years and guarded for a thousand years. At the last moment, he finished writing the book and handed it to Su Mingan calmly.
"……godfather."
Even though time has passed and things have changed...even though it feels like he has lived through several lifetimes, Su Mingan still shouts like this.
"Yeah." Li Mingyue responded calmly. It seemed as if it should be so.
"You said before that if I feel cold, let me put on another coat, and if I'm still cold, put on another one." Su Mingan looked at his layers of coats: "Now... I really have countless coats on me."
Li Mingyue put down the wine glass, and the aroma of peach wine lingered in the room.
"Are you still cold?"
Wearing so many coats, you almost wrap yourself up to the point where you are unrecognizable... Will you still feel cold?
Su Mingan's eyes froze for a moment and he said:
"cold."
Still cold.
This is a bone-chilling cold that cannot be escaped no matter how many coats you put on.
"The Holy City is about to take off. Godfather, do you have any last place to go?" Su Mingan asked.
Li Mingyue shook her head and said nothing.
This seemed to be the closest distance between them.
They were clearly the first people to know each other, but it seemed that they had never gotten closer. Li Mingyue was always restrained, and Su Mingan would not take the initiative to get closer. In the dim light, it seemed that there was always something between them.
Su Mingan knew it very well.
...through Su Wensheng.
It was Li Mingyue who finally killed Su Wensheng. She personally extinguished the hope that she had watched grow up, extinguished Su Wensheng's ideals, and welcomed Su Mingan.
Su Mingan turned and left.
"If you go to other eras in the future, say hello to Shao Qing and Wen Sheng for me." Li Mingyue's voice came from behind.
"...Okay." Su Mingan didn't look back.
The door behind him closed, and he held the rule book full of ink, as if what was written on the pages was not words, but the blood of Li Mingyue's deaths again and again.
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In November, preparations for the Holy City's launch were completed.
People gradually moved from the edge of the holy city to the core area. Trucks were constantly carrying all kinds of building materials, food, and firewood.
Mechanical steam boats, magic airships, floating brooms, mechas, fairy swords, modern airplanes, hot air balloons... air transport equipment is always traveling back and forth over the holy city, as magnificent as a painting.
The ground was filled with people wearing all kinds of clothing. Armor, Taoist robes, long gowns, uniforms, priest clothes...
When humans were in the steam age, their ultimate wisdom was reflected in the sophisticated high-altitude airships. When people were in the mecha age, their ultimate wisdom was reflected in the sophisticated mechas that isolated the black fog. When people were in the magic age, their ultimate wisdom was reflected in the magic of creating food for storage.
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