Seeing Su Mingan wrapped in protective clothing, she moved her lips slightly:
"Asa..."
“We are all old…”
The remaining emotions in his body hit Su Mingan's heart hard at this moment. He clenched his clothes on the left side of his chest and felt a sharp pain.
The empathy of Akto's body had been strongly affecting him, and he had never experienced such intense emotions.
“Every time I face you, I dare not honestly say that I am in pain and I really want to end it…” Meila said, “But once I leave, almost everyone you know will leave, and I can only hold on.
We can't leave you alone...alone in the new century with an unknown future. I really want to accompany you to the end, even if I am the only one left. Asa, so much time has passed. Do you still...remember those people?"
Su Mingan stood beside her.
"Remember," he said.
He remembered how Treia had treated him to strawberry cake, how Dongxu had always been playing tricks outside the door, how Treia had treated him, how Qiuli had treated him, how Rongyuan and Xi had treated him, how Xiasheng and Sen had treated him, how Yaowen and Staci had treated him… He even remembered Noah and Linguang.
It turns out that in 102 years, they were all gone.
He lives in a world where everyone is gone.
Looking at the frail old man in front of him, he thought of his grandmother. Back then, his grandmother was also lying in the ICU like this, and he didn't even get to see her for the last time.
He couldn't even clench his sick, bony hands, or hand over the candy he was holding, or say the last words he wanted to say.
She is gone.
He almost choked when he thought of this scene from his childhood. He wanted to pull her back when he thought of her going somewhere alone.
But he could not stop death, no matter whose death it was.
He had been witnessing the death of others since he was a child. Even in the game, it was difficult for him to stop the death of some people, as time was irreversible.
"Asa..." Meila grabbed his hand:
“Perhaps you will meet many people and walk a long way in the future, but I hope...you will not forget the journey that our generation has walked with you.”
"Please...win the world back, even if we can never see it again."
"If you can remember, in your distant memory, in your early life, there was a person named Meila..."
She smiled:
…
"——Then we will live forever in the tomb of your memory."
…
“Click.”
Behind me, the door closed.
Su Mingan pushed the wheelchair and slowly moved out of the room behind him.
It was not until he got off the elevator and left the pure white hospital behind him that he heard the announcer's voice on the city's radio broadcast that could hardly conceal his sadness -
"Mrs. Mela, a well-known biochemical doctor, passed away at 9:34 am today (October 6, 102nd year of the disaster) at the age of 93 due to ineffective rescue.
"Dr. Mela specializes in the research of bionics. She was a researcher during the Dawn War. She later proposed the [Four Rules of Bionics] to promote the improvement of the intelligent brain and emotional chips in this field. She made an indelible contribution to the city-state throughout her life. She is a pearl of the Measurement City. The Deputy Speaker of the Core District expresses condolences to her family on behalf of the city-state. Her death marks the end of an era..."
“…”
Su Mingan felt his breathing was shaking and his whole body was cold.
In the upper right corner, the barrage was still arguing, and no one cared about what was happening here.
[That's enough. Su Mingan's efforts are obvious to all. You are now targeting the hero. Are you guys bored? ]
[Still stubborn, when the year is over and you are ruled by Su Mingan, you will regret it! ]
[The future of mankind is really bleak. Are we heading towards an era of despotism? One man makes a city, and factions rule the country...]
[I’m so scared, I want to cry...]
【……】
Loneliness is not about being cold and alone, but about having no place for oneself in a crowded and bustling place with a crowd of people.
Ever since he became the number one player, he never seemed to fit in.
He returned to the Central City lab. There were still more than six hours before Kaiusta would return, so he could catch up on some sleep.
He was lying on the bed.
In his hazy dream, he heard many voices.
"——You are the one who has completed all the levels perfectly. How can the fate of mankind be left in your hands?!"
"——You don't deserve it! I like the number one player in the Human Self-Saving Conference Room!"
"—but you can become like Ming, right?"
"——The pendant will always explode at a set time... You will never see the sun on the third day of the dungeon... You are a selfish student living in an ivory tower. You absolutely, absolutely cannot become the ruler of everyone."
"--He is in a low san state now, and he is staying with that tentacle. We can delay him--as long as we can delay him until he goes crazy..."
The sounds are overlapping, noisy and varied.
Finally, he saw a pair of eyes. A pair of pale eyes that seemed to contain everything. It stared at him and smiled slightly.
Asa, I have told you,
Sooner or later you will,
Towards the same end of dying for the city-state. 】
…
He woke up suddenly.
The clock on the wall was ticking, he threw back the quilt and gasped, sweat sticking to his black hair on his face, he could hardly breathe.
In the upper right corner, the barrage was still arguing, and he closed the live broadcast.
He sat in silence for several minutes, closing his eyes.
"Boss Rabbit..." He whispered, "Boss Rabbit?"
With a "swish", a cute pink and white rabbit appeared beside him with beautiful colorful lights. Whenever he called it, it would always appear at the first moment.
"Dear first player, you called me, what's the matter...?"
Before it could finish its words, a "puff" sound was heard.
A fist hit its abdomen, and its soft belly caved in.
"Come here." Su Mingan whispered, "Let me punch you."
His emotions were too obvious, it was a bad move and he was already planning to go back.
In that case - let him test what kind of [rules] would be triggered if he attacked the organizer's agent before he died.
He could never stop others from dying.
But at least he could control, or use, his own death...it was the only thing he could do.
As long as he made his wish in front of the whole world at the end, all the rumors against him would be broken. The people he wanted to save were never those mean people with bad words, but those who had shown kindness to him.
Prior to this,
Let him vent in this timeline where he is destined to be abandoned by himself.
…
No one sees him now.
He can cry now.
…
…
[My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. And I give them eternal life,
【……】
[——No one can take them away from me.]
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