But she also has the right to pursue freedom, so, I don’t know…”
Her voice trembled.
Despite her expression, she was still very scared inside.
From childhood to adulthood, she has been instilled with the concepts of "being transformed", "becoming a machine", and "continue the next generation of White City".
She was like a great sacrifice, like a commodity to be chosen, and was displayed in a glass cabinet.
[——You should wear a white wedding dress and comb your long hair, like a doll, a sleeping beauty, or a blooming white rose. ]
[——You must be pure, beautiful, and submissive. You should not hold knives or guns, and there should be no blood or fire. You must absolutely endure the coveting, peeping, plundering, and malice of the outside world.]
[——You shouldn’t be unique. You should get used to waiting, enduring, and keeping silent, and finally be successfully chosen and picked up.]
...But no one told her how a free girl should live.
They have suffered so much, generation after generation, just to fulfill their leader's absurd love?
Why? She was angry.
"If, I mean if, if one day we really achieve peace, can I always listen to you play the piano?" Eliza said tremblingly.
She actually felt happy. From the day Su Mingan saved her, her life trajectory had changed dramatically. She entered the rebel camp, picked up a gun, and felt freer than anyone else.
She is happy enough.
But if...but if she could still hear his piano, if she could keep listening to it...
She recalled that cold rainy day, when he stroked her hair, and his slightly drooping eyelids revealed a quiet tenderness.
After fighting for several nights, he fell on the bed exhausted. In the sound of her story, his sleeping face was particularly peaceful, like a bird that finally found a warm nest.
Beside the piano shrouded in light, he looked at her.
In the fierce battle, he never left her sight.
In front of the faded wedding photo, his face was radiant.
She could not forget these things, as if they had been engraved in the sea of her memory, as if her life had finally come out of the cruel journey and arrived at the next starting point where she could feel love.
The future will be better.
If she had him, she would grow up step by step, clumsily but firmly.
"Maybe." Su Mingan said.
She was still staring at him.
Tender, joyful, and passionate.
Although it is a fragile, thin body of a girl, it is like a burning flame, allowing people to glimpse the heat and unwillingness to admit defeat in her soul.
She seemed like a microcosm of millions of oppressed girls.
"You are so kind." She used the honorific again, just like when she first saw him in the rain, and said each word sincerely: "You are such a good person."
...Really? Is he a very nice person?
Su Mingan was a little confused. He only took such good care of her because of a cold task reminder.
If there was no mission in his sight... would Alisa have this day? Would he save her who had nothing to do with clearing the level?
Will she still tie her hair into a neat ponytail, carry a gun, and live like fire? Will she, like most people, put on a white wedding dress and become a ghost in the rain that succumbs to the city-state?
Thousands of "Alisas" survive in this absurd White City. They do not exist in the "mission prompts", so what will be their fate?
"Thank you...you." This was the only way Su Mingan could respond to her.
She smiled.
At least at this time, she was lucky.
"Do you think we will win?" She raised her head and looked at him without blinking, as if there was a gust of wind between them. Her smile was like the blue sky reflected in the snow-capped mountains and lakes.
——It was like an unyielding song sung by a free soul.
"Yes." Su Mingan said, "It won't become a situation that is... [unsalvageable] again."
He threw away the files, and the papers flew like snowflakes.
"Let's go upstairs."
…
In the early morning hours, the sky was extremely dark.
When he came to the surface, Su Mingan saw hundreds of Baicheng residents standing in the rainstorm, like black dead trees.
Before Bai Xiong fled, he told these residents to stop Su Mingan. Most of these residents' relatives were sent to the inner city for reform, so there was no one around them.
When the residents saw Su Mingan and Elisa coming up the passage, they were very excited.
"--You will be punished, leader of the rebels, your ambition is extremely ugly! We will always obey the leadership of Lord Bai Xiong! We will stop you here!" someone shouted.
"——Quick, stop him!" someone shouted.
Su Mingan saw the ugliness in the eyes of these people and took a step forward.
"Residents, listen to me." Su Ming'an shouted, "Bai Xiong is not protected by the mechanical army today. This is the only chance to kill him. If you want to change the morbid fate of this city-state, let me go and kill Bai Xiong. Your loved ones will return to you."
The resistance army has already launched an all-out war. Bai Xiong cannot escape to the inner city. He can only flee outside, to the deserted suburbs, until the mechanical army completely wipes out the resistance army.
——So, Su Mingan is racing against time.
He must catch up with Bai Xiong and kill him in time, so that the mechanical army controlled by Bai Xiong can go into hibernation. Otherwise, the resistance army will suffer heavy casualties.
The rebels have been preparing for a full-scale war until today. Su Mingan took over the responsibility of the leader, Eleven, and came to this most critical time.
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