If the player and the possessed object are so compatible...
"——Xiao Shuai! Where are you going!?"
Suddenly, an anxious voice came from behind.
Su Mingan turned around and saw Xi holding a black knife. Xi stared at him on the motorcycle in a daze, watching his hair and cheeks coated with a layer of rosy red from the morning sun.
"I'm going on a trip. Goodbye." Su Mingan said.
"Hey, Xiaoshuai, wait - wait!!" Xicai didn't believe this nonsense and immediately tried to stop him.
The ashes of the explosion flew in the air. The black-haired young man on the motorcycle just smiled and waved at her, then he swept up a gust of wind and disappeared from her sight.
…as if he too were a gust of swift wind.
Xi's outstretched hand froze for a moment, and his eyes turned red instantly.
The fire on the battlefield burned more and more fiercely, and the charred pillars of the house fell beside her. Suddenly, a hand grabbed her wrist and dragged her under the shelter.
Xi looked back and saw Sen Celstia, Cheng Luohe, Noah, Bei Lisel and others under the bunker. Their faces were covered with dust.
"Don't go over there." Sen pulled her.
"Don't you want to stop him too?" Xi was so angry that he had no way to vent: "Why should we watch him die just because he wants to die? Doesn't he deserve to live?"
"Shut up!" Sen suddenly showed his strong side in front of Xi, who was older than him. His gray hair fluttered among the sparks, and his cloudy pupils trembled violently: "The city lord is definitely not going to die!"
"——What are you comforting yourself with? Are you still imagining that he will pop up every once in a while like before? If something happens this time, it will be real death——[Tawei] will never let him go!!" Xiye roared at Sen like an enraged lion:
"Every time - it's like this every time! When he first joined the City of God, it would have been best if he could live comfortably with his abilities - why would he want to step into the cold outside world and live with the beacons? Our only advantage is that we can take care of him, but at this moment, no one who should take care of him is there!"
After hearing these words, everyone was silent. Sen's chest was heaving, and he was filled with anger.
Isn't he the one who respects the city lord the most? In terms of respect for the city lord, no one present can compare to him. From the 32nd year of the catastrophe to the 65th year of the catastrophe, a full 33 years, the city lord's existence has been throughout half of his life.
But he knew that even if they tried to stop him, they would not be able to change anything. He wanted to stop Xi from committing suicide.
"——Why is it always him! Why is he the one who suffers every time? It was the same in the City of God, the nuclear explosion, and now this time!" Xi started to cry as she spoke: "Why is it always him...
“He is too wronged…
"He is obviously the best person... Why do so many residents say that he is a monster that will come back from the dead, and that he has no reason to live...
"Why... I heard so many people say... that jumping down would be the most honorable thing to do... We can still fight to the death... even if the odds are slim..."
No one responded to her.
The cold wind blew in through her collar, and everyone was helpless.
Bei Lisser patted her shoulder and without saying anything more, he stood up and ran back.
He was going back to his valley, maybe his fellow appliance men could give him advice.
He stumbled across the bloody sand and approached the idyllic valley.
…
【102 Years after the Disaster: Measuring the City】
"Emergency meeting. All those with the status of minister or above in the [core area] please come to the Political Building for the meeting..." The horn sounded over and over again, accompanied by red alerts, resounding throughout the bustling city.
The players who stayed in the Survey City huddled in the street corners, watching teams of guards pass by them.
"…What's going on? Why is the red alert on?" said the player Lv Bolong. Several teammates were squatting beside him.
"Maybe something happened to Kaiusta? We didn't participate in the competition, so we don't know what happened there," said teammate Li Yuanyuan.
"I heard that the city-state is recruiting temporary soldiers... Let's join the army too."
"Okay, we used to be Su Mingan's high school classmates, so we have to help Su Mingan share some of the burden..."
They hit the road.
The sun shone behind them, and the streets were filled with the scent of cherry blossoms. People with similar goals lined up in a long line, their necks glowing green.
At this moment, people from the past and people from the future share a common goal across three dimensions.
The fate of mankind is linked.
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