"Everyone holds the code in their hearts and becomes a 'judge' like Tretia, judging with their own eyes whether a person is sick or not, and requiring these 'judged' to meet their end according to the order in their hearts. Under the instigation of [Hevi], your survival goes against the survival and wishes of most people, so in the code in everyone's heart, you are regarded as a 'survival violation', and your breathing and heartbeat are no longer protected by order."
Noel is a person who lives life very thoroughly.
His voice floated in the dark woods, as if gradually clearing away the fog before his eyes.
"in other words--"
Noel said:
"People have already judged your fate instead of reasonable order and the overall situation. Your death has been written into the code in their hearts."
Su Mingan walked quietly.
"But it's not your fault," Noel said.
“…”
"The Su Mingan I know is not like this. In just a dozen days, you are much quieter than in the Eighth World." Noel said: "The first player is the first player that the Zhaixing people hope for. Asa Akto is a hero in the hearts of the residents of the ruins world. And Su Mingan... is just the Su Mingan who is talking to me."
He raised his head.
It's raining.
The night rain was cold, soaking the charred leaves and sprinkling on their shoulders. After this cold rain, who knows how many tens of thousands of people will freeze to death. A disaster in this world can affect hundreds of thousands of people once it occurs, which is incomparable to the number of casualties in the previous instance.
"I had a wish a long time ago." Su Mingan said: "I hope my life can really be happy..."
He didn't say anything else.
This was the first sincere word he spoke tonight.
“It’s hard to achieve,” Noel said.
"Well. It's difficult to achieve." Su Mingan said.
The heavy rain at night made people feel sticky, wet and cold. Noel held out an umbrella, but it still couldn't stop the slanting rain, and the coldness pierced their bodies like fine needles.
"Su Ming'an, I can never see your ending. Your future is completely unpredictable..." said Noel.
"We didn't have an ending anyway." Su Ming'an said.
Ding, ding, ding.
The rain hit the umbrella, and the heavy rain swallowed up their vision, holding them like a hood. The two of them huddled under the rain, like fish waiting for the tide to come. The fine cold rain outside was like a sword falling on their heads. Only under the umbrella was a piece of sky and space for them to breathe.
Approaching the camp, Noel stopped.
"I'll take you to the camp, and I'll go back to the city first." Noel said, "Remember, don't go back to Doomsday City for the time being."
"Okay." Su Ming'an took Noel's umbrella and watched Noel's figure gradually disappear in the rain.
As they approached the camp, Su Mingan heard an argument.
Those were the voices of Sen Celstia, Anjie, Jocelyn, and others. Su Mingan approached quietly and saw dozens of people standing under the shade of the trees, talking in low voices.
"--He is no longer the omniscient and omnipotent God! In the past three years, he is no longer invincible, and he can't save us. Why don't you hand him over? When God is no longer God, why should we sacrifice ourselves to hold God?" Jocelyn's voice was very low.
"No, the saddest thing for humans is to surrender their heroes," Mori responded.
"--Does it have to be that our entire army is wiped out and everyone freezes to death in the snow in order to prove the character of mankind? I don't want to hand over the city lord, but Xiao Ke and the others are almost dead..." said Anjie.
Mori said, "Maybe you are right, but we can't do this, Anjie. I want everyone to live, but I really can't do something like handing over the city lord..."
"I can't do it either! How can I do it? He saved me!" Anjie's face flushed, her eyes were red, and she was in extreme pain: "But if we don't do this, what can we do? My fingers are so cold that I can hardly move. This is the end of the world..."
“…”
Dozens of people talked in low voices for dozens of minutes before returning to the camp, pretending that nothing had happened. Anjie cried as she walked, she could not go against her conscience.
Perhaps, such arguments have occurred countless times, but Su Mingan has never seen it.
Su Mingan stood in the distance for a long time until his body felt cold.
With a "click", the medicine box opened. He took out eight pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and squinted his eyes.
"……Ha ha."
In the swaying, upside-down, neon-like vision, he suddenly laughed. It was a light, muffled laugh that didn't wake anyone up. He covered his mouth to prevent this inexplicable laugh from leaking out.
People love Asa Akto, who is always wise and calm. When he loses Akto's god-like wisdom, no one will love him anymore.
There is no help and love without reason in this world.
It is true.
He hummed the same tune Noel had hummed before, and his figure gradually faded into the shadows:
"How can I forget his words and believe that the sun will rise again tomorrow,
"I once made an eternal promise with spring, but now I am afraid that I will leave before spring..."
…
In the early morning, people found that Akto was missing.
“City, where is the city lord – I finished all the wine and he didn’t even drink a single sip…” Sen got up with a hangover and found that there was no one in the largest marching tent.
The bread fell to the ground, and he stared at the empty tent, realizing something.
Next to the war sand table, there were a few paragraphs of small words left, the paper was wrinkled, as if it had been soaked by rain. The handwriting on the paper was Su Mingan's.
…
【goodbye. 】
【Live.】
…
People looked at the note and realized what the mayor had done. Mori said nothing to the empty mayor's seat. Anjie covered her face and cried.
"He still went to the edge of the world..."
"I knew this day would come..."
Everyone was very sad. Some cried out loud, some shed tears silently, and some fainted from grief.
But no one rushed out.
No one followed the obvious footprints on the ground to stop the city lord from leaving. No one tried to stop their city lord, hug him, and tell him not to jump off the edge of the world because it was too cold there.
It seemed that at this moment, everyone suddenly accepted this fact. They had the lives of so many relatives and friends on their shoulders, and they couldn't take the step to stop it.
Fate, like an irreversible torrent, pushed him to the altar of the world.
At the altar, no one held him back.
…
A total of 2,300 simulations were performed.
It is not that humans were forced to hand over Aktor every time.
It was Akto who walked out on his own every time.
…
“Ding Dong!”
[You have completed a time node, World's Edge.]
[Obtain Akto's memory*1]
Su Mingan stepped on the mud.
He leaned against a big tree, closed his eyes, and the rain slid down his neck.
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