Behind them, there were some experimenters whose figures could not be seen clearly.
You never knew—
“Bang! Bang!”
“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!”
After a few gunshots, what was the last feeling in the hearts of those figures who fell down like wheat?
Why did they save you?
Why should I escort you to the vast golden fields?
Why should I risk my life to send you out?
You know, you're not a genius. You can't do anything except write stories. You can't do the math problems that are so annoying. You're a loser.
But now you can only run forward - run forward - the gunfire behind you continues, you keep running forward -
…
At this moment,
The world destined to wither and decay took a sharp turn at this moment.
The world that was destined to be destroyed by the Lord of the End of All Things reversed its course at this moment and rushed in the opposite direction.
A few researchers who left no trace in history, with an unexpected act of kindness, changed the trajectory of the world's destruction.
A young magpie, who will save the world in the future, begins to fly high into the sky.
…
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Gunshots rang out continuously.
The lab guards are still chasing you.
You dare not stop, you can only run as hard as you can. Your heart is pounding with nervousness, adrenaline is rushing, and the fear of death dominates your whole body.
Run, run, run.
If you stop for a moment, you will be caught up.
You run until you are sweating profusely, until you are exhausted, until your legs feel like they are filled with heavy lead, and your whole body is in pain, like a dying bird...
The gunfire behind me finally stopped.
You glanced back quietly, and you finally shook off the guards chasing you. You could no longer see the pale and heavy experimental city. You were free.
The relief of surviving the catastrophe filled your whole body, and the pain in your muscles suddenly broke out. You fell to the ground, covered in blood. You were almost choked by the intense pain.
Where am I going?
Where else can I go?
You have no ability to survive in the wild, your body is covered with wounds that could get infected at any time, and your body is on the verge of collapse. Even a seven-year-old's rationality can tell you that -
You can't survive.
Death is very close to you. Judging from the rate at which your body is weakening, you will be dead in just a few minutes.
At this moment, you fell down silently, lying on the blood-stained grass, like a cub waiting to die.
Wait for death.
You have no other choice.
But before you die, you must take a close look at the place where you will die and whether it is beautiful enough.
You wiped the blood off your face, your breathing became weaker and weaker, and you raised your head unintentionally——
“——!”
You saw the most magnificent thing you have ever seen.
Bright red falls into your golden pupils.
The smoke from cooking turned the sunset red. The sky was painted with thin clouds of bright red, water red, rose red, and deep red for the sunset, and the purple evening mist monopolized the world. The watery red liquid covered the wheat fields, burning in the magnificent bright red like a long-lasting accumulation.
In an instant, the twilight and prosperity of the whole world rush towards you.
——It was a grand sunset.
The vast and boundless golden wheat waves dance in the gelatinous Tyndall effect. The golden color will roll when the wind blows over it, and the strong wind will tear the wheat apart, but the wheat will burst into waves more brilliant than death and fate.
The red light lingers in your pupils, giving you the illusion that you are burning together.
The sky is vast, but you are never afraid of your own smallness.
——How outstanding does a person have to be to stop pushing Sisylipse's stone?
——Assuming that living is a punishment, people are constantly enduring emptiness, and the worst pain is like that of Sicilifo, what should we do?
"...No." You looked at the vast and magnificent golden wheat waves and uttered a word softly.
A sense of dignity can enable people to bring about a kind of splendor and resistance that is completely different from that of the gods in their actions, even if they are extremely absurd actions.
The gods hoped that Sisylip would fall into eternal depression, but he refused. He achieved self-transcendence and spiritual eternity in the endless absurdity.
You don't want to die, you want to live.
You have to survive.
Even as a mediocre person, you have to live on, as a Sisyphus who has never fallen into the "nothingness prescribed by God".
——This vast ocean of golden wheat waves is just the starting point. You will fly higher and farther into the sky.
…
[“Mom, why did Sisyphus push the stone up? It was obvious that the stone would fall down again and again. What’s the point?”]
[Every night before going to bed, four-year-old Su Mingan likes to listen to Lin Wangan telling stories. He pulls his mother's green cheongsam like a little kid.]
[My mother was wearing a new Chinese cheongsam, which was well-cut and slim. She wore ruby earrings, and her skin was smooth and fair. The most beautiful thing was her fingers, which were like green jade. It was obvious that she had never worked.]
[“It’s the sense of human dignity.” Mom answered: “The sense of dignity can enable people to take actions, even extremely absurd actions, to bring a kind of splendor and resistance that is completely different from the gods. The gods hope that Sisylifo will fall into eternal depression, but he won’t.”]
[“But isn’t this just deceiving oneself? He can’t threaten the gods, and the stone is meaningless.” Su Ming’an raised his head. ]
[“In reality, we are worse than Sisyphus.” Mom said: “Sisyphus had ‘gods’ as his revenge object and ‘stone’ as his meaning of effort. But in reality, we can’t find any concrete metaphors. It’s just a dull life. For us, it’s impossible to push up the hill of stone.”]
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