Su Ming'an pulled Siber and rushed with her to the outside.
The heavy poisonous rain, the people praying in low voices, the chief holding the black knife... all were left behind by him. He stepped over the barrier, jumped over the screaming crowd, and ran from the sky to the earth.
She seemed to be unable to walk anymore. Her legs became thinner and thinner, even revealing a piece of pale bone.
The vast plain under the rain looks like an endless white sand painting from a distance.
Just like the sea of fire five years ago, he carried her on his back when she couldn't walk.
"...Don't sleep." he said.
He wanted to go to the original wooden house and find the first guide Yuan Shuangshuang who should have died, and obtain the authority of the black crow. This authority represented a curse, and it might be able to solve Siber's situation.
Reincarnation brings too much uncertainty. Players who have been eliminated may be resurrected. Now that things have come to this, he doesn't want her to reincarnate again.
"...You finally came to save me." She said: "...If I die this time, will I still be able to see you in the next reincarnation?"
Her voice became lower and lower, and it seemed that she might fall asleep at any moment.
The threat of curse brought by emotional fluctuations, the physical exhaustion caused by sacrificing vitality, the physical wounds caused by natural disasters and poisonous rain...all these factors that could destroy her life at any time are intertwined together.
She was actually in a lot of pain, extremely painful. The wounds caused by the poisonous rain had already rotted away, and were burning with pain. Her body was completely exhausted, and there was a curse on the verge of erupting. They flowed through every corner of her body, ready to rot her into a pool of mud at any time.
The extremely familiar pain spreading from the nerve endings became more and more clear.
Every breath she took was filled with blood.
"I just ... want them to have a place where they can be, where they won't be condemned, where they won't be excluded, where they won't be looked down upon like I was," she said.
"...Su Mingan, am I wrong?"
Su Ming'an didn't say anything, he ran forward quickly.
He smelled a burning smell, which was caused by the wounds on Siberia's body bursting, and there were tiny sizzling sounds, like flesh roasting in flames.
"Don't talk, save your energy." He saw the tunnel.
He lifted the wooden board and entered the underground passage.
The raven led the way ahead of him, and the rain curtain was blocked.
He activated the acceleration skill of the North Wind Boots and rushed forward like the wind.
Siber's body definitely wouldn't last until the fifteenth day, so he had to find a way.
In previous reincarnations, she would die of exhaustion due to the sacrifice of her vitality, not to mention this time, she used her tentacles too many times and had reached the point of extreme exhaustion.
...If she had told him these things earlier and chosen to believe him, they would never have come to this point.
But she's a little liar.
A little liar who is full of lies.
A little liar who can't tell the truth.
He had to peel layer after layer like peeling an onion before he could discover the secret hidden in her heart.
Her spirit was too exhausted, her temperament too sensitive, and her memory became confused and muddled by many alienated endings. She had no one who understood her, no one who accompanied her, and what she was greeted with was only despair and death.
People are not machines, and being able to maintain her own self is already the best she can do.
But it was inevitable that he felt a little sad to see someone in such a similar situation as him end up in this situation.
...Hopefully, he won't find himself in such a situation one day.
...stuck in a hopeless situation like a "dead zone".
Unable to give up responsibility, dying repeatedly, going crazy repeatedly, and collapsing repeatedly.
If there had not been an outsider like him intervening, Siberia's final fate would probably have been to completely give up consciousness and thinking ability and fall into an endless cycle of reincarnation.
Unable to escape.
There is no end.
"...Su Mingan." She said: "I know very well that even a single misjudgment in making a choice could lead to the worst possible outcome."
"I just want... everyone to be able to live freely. Their existence should be more legitimate than anything else..." she said.
"...Faith should not be the source of curses. No one can be blamed for simply being 'alive'. People should have their own lives under their control..." She said: "Su Mingan, this is all I want to do."
"…But no one believes me, no one understands me…"
"…They are a bunch of idiots, idiots who cannot see the truth, idiots who have been deceived by their faith, idiots who can only blame the pagans, idiots who don't know that their own faith is the source of the disaster…" When she said this, her voice suddenly rose as if a string in her heart suddenly broke.
"——But why can't I save these ignorant, stupid, selfish fools?"
"——Why do I have so many chances, but I can only watch people who shouldn't die die again and again?"
"Why? I have so many chances, but I can't even save a fool like this?"
In the silent underground passage, apart from the flapping of raven feathers, the only sound echoed was her throat-tearing wail.
Between the dirt roads, the desolation covered the ground, rolling slowly in the swaying shadows.
Su Mingan turned his head and looked into her eyes which were shining with clear light.
"…because we are all 'idiots'," he said.
She looked at him with blurry eyes and opened her mouth.
Bloody liquid flowed out from between his lips.
She started vomiting blood.
He was running as hard as he could, but he could still see her condition getting worse and worse.
Racing against time in a death race is the most exciting, helpless, and self-defeating behavior.
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