[District 11, East District, Freedom Camp, Beacon Shelter. ]
Inside the shelter, people in cotton clothes were talking and laughing loudly, and the flames in the fireplace were crackling.
Suddenly, people became quiet, and even the sound of soup spoons hitting pots and bowls could not be heard.
Tretia's long beige hair fluttered behind her, and as the bloody light of the setting sun gradually faded from her body, a slight smell of blood floated from her.
She is the "Judge" of the Beacon Shelter, responsible for killing those who have the "Deletion" disease. Once she finds someone with blurred memory, she will kill them decisively.
In the people's terrified gaze, they saw a young man in a white coat standing next to Tretia. The young man had a handsome face and a friendly temperament.
After Tretia and Su Ming'an left, people gradually started to speak:
"The Judge is back. Why did she come back so early today? Shouldn't she be questioning a few more people?"
"Maybe it has something to do with that new guy. He looks like a scholar."
"Why is the Judge laughing today... It's so scary. The last time she laughed was when she shot and killed twelve people in a row."
Su Mingan heard these voices.
He turned his head and looked at Tretia. She had a very sweet smile on her face, and her eyes met his.
Wherever Tretia walked, people would always avoid her, like avoiding a large truck running rampant. They were so afraid of Tretia.
"What are you looking at?" Tretia's voice came. She was very similar to Isabella, the top player Su Mingan knew, and had the temperament of a wise and calm researcher.
"Why do you call me teacher?" Su Mingan asked.
The aroma of meat was getting stronger in the air. It was dinner time and many members would come back to eat.
The light from the dungeon shone on his face. It was still Lewis's face. Although his eyes were also dark gray, they were completely different from Asa's. He looked much younger and not so thin and haggard. It seemed as if it was stained with a soft blood color.
——And Theretia just stared at him blankly.
Su Mingan blinked, and Tretia seemed to wake up.
"Because... no matter what your face looks like or what kind of mask you're wearing, I can recognize you. You're my teacher, don't you remember?" Tretia said seriously.
"I have been hibernating for thirty years. Are you from thirty years ago?" Su Ming'an said.
"Well, I experienced the 'Century Catastrophe'." Tretia said, "At that time, you, me, and seven other people all experienced the 'Century Catastrophe'. In the end, only you disappeared. Have you forgotten everything?"
"I woke up from the hibernation cabin and lost my memory," said Su Ming'an.
"Have you forgotten everything?"
Tretia lowered her head slightly, and her almost pale beige hair fell down.
As if she was thinking deeply, she curved her body and smiled:
"That's fine..."
She reached out and covered her face.
Between her fingers, her eyes were almost about to shed tears. Her shoulders kept shaking and she suddenly became extremely excited.
"Ha, ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha... I should have understood it long ago, why did I still have hope..." Her laughter became creepy and sounded very panic, like a laugh of extreme despair.
Su Mingan discovered why these NPCs were so prone to attacks.
It's obvious that the white-haired Lin Guang is a psychopath, and this seemingly calm and steady Tretia is also starting to have a seizure.
“…”
Tretia let go of her hand.
“I’m sorry, teacher. We have all lost our memories of the century catastrophe. No one can remember it.” Tretia said softly, “Teacher, please look up.”
Su Mingan raised his head——
Through the dark red light of the setting sun, there is a pointed-roof building standing there - with a large-screen portrait hanging there.
Su Mingan was very familiar with that man's face. His dark grey eyes seemed to have an organic texture, and the light spots were like butterflies, resting on his hard nose and thin cheeks.
The man tilted his face slightly and smiled at the screen, as if he was looking directly at everyone who was looking at the big screen. The smile was light and restrained, and his eyes were deep, as if they could penetrate people's hearts and look straight into their hearts.
——That’s Asa Akto.
The years are forever recorded on his face, and his eyes are always resolute and serious.
Although this is just a photograph-like portrait and not a real person, the fact that a person's image can be used as a city logo already shows the importance of this person.
“……”Su Mingan found it difficult to describe his feelings at this moment.
As early as seventy years later in the Measurement City, he knew that Aktor was a rare genius. Aktor rose in the Doomsday City, led people to win the Dawn War, and transformed the Dawn Intelligent Brain to maintain the survival of millions of people. He is a well-deserved savior.
Su Mingan originally thought that Akto was powerful enough, as he had single-handedly saved civilization from the fate of being cut off.
But it turns out that the image of Ak-To had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts long before the Dawn War even began.
Tretia also looked up at the portrait. "Although you disappeared for thirty years, as early as thirty years ago, when the century disaster just ended, people said you were a hero."
"Why?"
He hadn't expected that he would possess a person like this.
Great, wise, and strong, he was hailed as a hero in every era. Akto's brilliance was too dazzling. Even thirty years after his disappearance, his image was hung on tall buildings, like a spiritual leader.
"We don't know what you did at that time. Because none of us remember what happened in the century catastrophe." Tretia actually gave such an answer:
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It’s even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
