He gazed at the dawn.
"——What about me?" He said, "Dawn, what am I in your eyes?"
He glanced at the human pig that looked exactly like him.
This man had his eyes gouged out, his tongue cut out, his legs chopped off, his hands bound, and locked in a dark basement...
Is this Asa Akto?
Then who is he?
Could he also be an "Asa Akto" who could be turned into this kind of human pig?
With a "click".
Su Mingan's body tilted, and the left rear corner of the wheelchair was slightly raised, and the wheel seemed to have run over something.
Tiny "crackling" sounds continued to come from below.
Su Mingan quickly lowered his head to observe.
The next moment, intuitive panic flooded his brain like a flood.
He saw a paleness.
Under the wheelchair were countless crushed bones, including broken calf bones, thigh bones, patella, hand bones... and even a human skull that was half-opened like an eggshell.
Some of them are still intact, while others have been crushed by wheels, like fine, burnt ashes.
When humans face the tragic death of their own kind, they have a strong sense of empathy, and this emotion extends to the physiological level, making them feel uncontrollable panic.
Su Ming'an stared at the pile of human bones and subconsciously recalled the feeling of death. This feeling was very heavy for him as he had died far more times than a normal human being.
"Dr. Asa." Dawn looked at him: "You are - the 'ruler', you are different from others."
"The Republic" [The Ruler].
——An ideal ruler who does not need to be bound by the laws of the "ideal country".
"You are my reformer, in a sense, you are my father." Liming said:
"[Your personality is my name.]"
"Then what is he?" Su Mingan pointed at the man who was crying.
"Are you asking him?" Liming thought for a while, as if thinking about how to define this man.
After a moment, there was a flash of lightning in its eyes, as if it had received a satisfactory answer.
Its hands hang at its sides with a gentle expression, simulating the image of a well-behaved and kind waiter.
"He is an unqualified 'ruler'." Li Ming tilted his head slightly, his voice calm and clear:
"Before truly shedding their human identity, anyone's 'nobility' has an expiration date."
Su Mingan suddenly remembered a nameplate he saw in his pocket at the beginning of the copy.
…
[Definition of the term “dream making”.]
An organization that seeks the meaning of life and pursues the freedom of the soul. It advocates extracting humans and preserving them through coding. 】
……I see.
The man seemed to have lost his mind, leaving only a beast-like wailing and an empty body.
Su Mingan wanted to close his eyes - he didn't know whether the pair of eyes he had now came from the person who lost his eyes?
Wait, in this basement, besides this man, there seems to be a lot of broken bones...
With a slight "click" sound, a cold and chilly feeling instantly came over me.
A white piece of bone fell from above and landed on his legs.
...Why are the broken bones falling from above?
He seemed to sense something, and ignoring the approaching dawn, he slowly, slowly turned back.
Suddenly,
——He saw a mountain of piled-up bones.
It was piled up in a pyramid behind him, filling up most of the basement at the back, and he could only see it now because there was almost no light.
Among them - are all human bones, with pale and icy white colors overlapping each other, and even mixed with some deep red that has not yet faded from the flesh and blood. They are like blood-red spider webs lying across the white bones, making this dark red and white scene look magnificent and quiet.
“Hua La La—”
The mountain of broken bones behind him was crushed by the wheelchair and lost its balance. The moment Su Mingan looked back, they collapsed like a sand tower. The dense broken bones hit him like raindrops, feeling hard and cold.
They hit his back, closely, forcefully, and tightly hugging his body.
He sat in the midst of a mountain of his own broken bones, the powder of which fell like snow.
These various scattered bones can be combined into a complete human being.
"These bones, are they all 'me'?"
He spoke word by word.
When he first saw the man chained with iron chains, he thought there was only one Akto here.
But he didn't expect that everything he saw, under his wheelchair, on his body, in his hair and between his fingers... they were all Asa Akto.
They turned into lifeless cold bones and bone powder, which soaked through his clothes and spread all over his body.
It was like countless deceased Asas, holding him tightly.
"Yes," said Dawn.
It stretched out a transparent hand and stroked his eyes, as if it was 'measuring' something.
...It also seemed as if his eyes could be gouged out at any time, turning him into a part of these bones.
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