"Good night, big brother."
“Go plant some flowers.”
"Although I don't even have a body, I will turn into a memory and be buried in your memory tomb. From now on, every flower you see in the White City is me."
“I wish your path to be filled with flowers and all is well.”
“…”
"I love you, I love you, I love you."
"goodbye."
…
At this moment, the countdown of the copy came to an end.
Su Mingan stared at the computer in front of him, and Elisa's voice was no longer in his ears.
His throat felt clogged for a moment.
"Alisa..."
The sticky blood-red sunset came to an end, and it seemed as if a blonde girl was standing in the last ray of light, turning around, with her hands behind her back, and smiling at him.
The smile was so warm, like a blooming sunflower.
but,
The girl soon disappeared.
The sunset was gone too.
The white light of transmission at the end of the copy enveloped him, and the last thing he saw was Vincent and Dingyue waving at him, as well as countless residents and rebels who had regained their freedom.
Vincent's fiery red hair and Dingyue's jet-black ponytail swayed in the wind, like two flags gradually unfolding.
The last rays of sunset ended in the distance. It seemed as if an invisible barrier spread between them - the moment Vincent decided to cultivate Noelia, the rebels were no longer rebels.
Even if the city is technologically advanced, it is only for the sake of passing on to future generations and civilization for the sake of civilization. The emergence of the resistance can only barely prolong the life of the city, and sooner or later it will usher in the end.
That’s the “price”.
To continue civilization, to pass it on to the next generation, to pass on human civilization...the "price".
It makes the blind believers foolish, the calm ones crazy, and the pioneers lie in wait at dawn.
"Chief, we are just..." Vincent said finally.
His eyes were filled with confusion:
"Struggling to survive in the wrong way."
At this moment, Su Mingan seemed to see a dark shadow behind Vincent - that was Bai Xiong's shadow.
The shadow strangled Vincent tightly, as if embedding its soul and flesh firmly into Vincent's body, taking root in Vincent's bone marrow and growing wildly along the veins of the whole body.
Although Bai Xiong is dead, the ideals he left behind are like a thorn in the flesh, hovering over this white city, never to be dissipated, and embedded in people's hearts.
The laughter of that madman in the church before his death seems to still be ringing in my ears.
“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha – young leader of the resistance, let me tell you, human civilization… is not something that can be explained by ‘freedom’ and ‘justice’ at all.”
"After I built the White City, I knew that sooner or later I would die like this."
"Then--"
"I look forward to you and me ending up like this... being spurned by the people and killed by the people you saved."
…
Like a shadow.
Vincent became the next generation of white male.
…
…
at the same time.
During the organ exchange, a young man in hospital gown opened his eyes.
The young man stared at the medical examination report and the transaction content in his hand and smiled slightly:
"Finally I got in. Then, to overthrow this evil White City, I'll start by getting clues about the 'White Hero Replacement Plan'..."
He dug out some machine fragments from under the bed, pieced together a communicator with "clicks", and connected it to a keyboard.
[Although the rebels have won and killed Bai Xiong, they have also become the rulers. It is inevitable that these people will become corrupt and change their hearts. We are the neutral faction of White City, and we want to survive.] The young man tapped on the keyboard and sent a message to the contact person far away in the outer city.
[What do you want to do? ] The contact person asked him.
[It would be better to establish a new resistance army. Even if we are not in a hurry to resist, at least it is an armed force.] The young man replied.
After thinking for a moment, he typed:
…
[What should the new resistance army be called? We need to give it a nice name, should we call it 'Dawn', 'Bonfire', or... 'Flame'? ]
…
Idealists are incurable.
If they were thrown out of heaven, they would create an ideal hell.
Some people are heartbroken.
Some are young.
Elisa's consciousness was liberated and relieved, but her remaining memory fragments and body still repeated the next reincarnation.
Are the masses free? Yes, they no longer have to lose their freedom in order to reproduce. They are intoxicated with the songs of victory, the short-lived romance, and the dream of stability.
Did the rebels succeed? Yes, they defeated Bai Xiong.
The Baixiong Society has taken root in this land and lurks in everyone's blood. The power of the world keeps changing. The old rulers are overthrown, and the new rulers step on the corpses of their comrades, welcome cheers from all over, and move towards the glory of honor, over and over again.
But fortunately, the reincarnation interval is very long - maybe two hundred years? Three hundred years?
There will always be white flowers blooming in the dark abyss, and the flames will try to dispel the darkness before our eyes. There will always be someone who stands up and brings a little hope, even just a little bit.
As long as we keep living, can we find a future full of sunshine?
Who knows?
…
…
Surrounded by white light, Su Mingan heard the system prompt.
“Ding Dong!”
[Achieve a perfect clearance route·Redemption route·(TE)Flower of the Abyss]
[“It is said that in the old days, happy men and women were able to love freely and had the power to choose their future.”]
[“Legend has it that in the old days, people could play a variety of instruments, whether it was guitar or piano.”]
[“However, the old past is gone. I try to find the dawn of a new life in this cold white city.”]
【“Dawn, where are you hiding?”】
[“Why did we lose countless lives, but only win a false peace?”]
[“Why did we light the flame of the future, but it was extinguished in the morning light after the war?”]
【“Countless people awaken in the dawn.”】
[“They used the sins of previous generations, their cold corpses, their gradually cooling blood, their ideals and their lives—in exchange for a false dawn of reincarnation.”]
[“Dawn, Dawn, where is the real you hiding?”]
[“I walked past the girl’s body, but I didn’t see you. I walked past the burning fire, but I didn’t see you. I walked past the photos and marks of the old times, but I didn’t see you.”]
【“!Ah, I found it.”】
[“——So you are hiding in the abyss, because——”]
…
…
[“——When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.”]
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