- Do you believe that a person can stick to his or her beliefs throughout his or her life without wavering, from the beginning to the end?
This is a question that Su Mingan has read in a philosophy book.
At that time, he thought that only great men could do this. Only great men who were upright, capable, philanthropic and wise could always remain firm in their beliefs.
However, in this world, he changed his mind. In this long yet short journey, he met too many such "great men" - some of them were just young people with little experience, some had been decadent and wasted most of their lives, some even used "fanatic love" as a mask to love madly all their lives, and some were even regarded as running dogs and traitors, but they all carried out their beliefs until the last moment of their lives.
The light flowed, and the time ring on the right finger sparkled. The name "Yao Wen" was engraved on its gem, like ground gem powder.
It was listed alongside the other two names, "Tretia and Su Xiaobi", with the font extremely small, as if leaving enough space.
——Will there come a day when this ring is engraved with names?
“Hua La La—”
The snow-white space shattered, and Su Mingan returned to the blood-stained corridor. There were still traces of the fight here, with craters and mechanical wreckage everywhere, and corpses could be seen every few steps.
The sounds of people fighting were like sharp swords, colliding day and night in the rainstorm. Yao Wen's body was handed over to a soldier by Su Ming'an for safekeeping. The soldier saluted him and said that he would definitely send the body to a safe place.
Su Mingan stepped through the knee-deep rain.
“Wow——”
The cold wind blew his black hair, he smashed the glass of a high-rise building, jumped down from a high altitude, and with the help of the staggered high-rise buildings, he leaped rapidly in the night, like an eagle in the dark night.
The rain washed down his cheeks, reflecting the slight blush at the corners of his eyes. He ran quickly, his dark pupils reflecting the twin buildings in the distance.
He is going somewhere.
The dead are gone.
He was trying to... hold onto something that wasn't gone yet.
…
“Plop.”
“Plop.”
It was like a heavy icy white rain, and the fluttering white feathers were like scattered neon lights, tearing open the cracks in the darkness.
In the center of the room, the blood-red heart of the Dawn System swelled non-stop. The scarlet hose stretched and danced, stabbing at the thousands of white birds that were struggling to resist, dyeing their white bodies red.
“Swish, swish—”
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, birds were falling, and hundreds of white bird carcasses were lying on the ground, like hell on earth.
The remaining white birds flew and charged fearlessly in the same posture - protecting the blond young man in the center, getting wounded all over for him, sacrificing their lives for him, like balls of bright flames burning in the air.
In their eyes, the blond young man is their leader, a mythical phoenix.
At this time, the blond young man had fallen to the ground, enduring the painful emotional resonance. His left arm was pierced by the hose, revealing the white bones, and his legs were covered with hundreds of bruises. He had been severely injured by the scarlet hose and could not stand - but the watch on his wrist was still tightly attached to the Dawn System, and he did not put it down even though his arm was injured like a bright red fire stick.
His mind was filled with fragmented images, his sea-like pupils were covered with a layer of misty white shadows, and after a long and intense emotional resonance, Noah almost forgot who he was. There was only one obsession in his mind -
Can't let go.
Can't die.
Hold on as long as you can, no matter how painful it is or how close you are to collapse.
“…”
It was like falling into a black and red vortex. Various fragments of emotional resonance images flashed before his eyes, and thousands of sharp sounds tortured his brain.
A hint of bright red emerged from his pupils, and at this moment, he actually heard the voice of God:
“The resonance is already very high.”
"You can rest now, Noah. Leave your body to me. Don't insist on it. It's meaningless."
Noah's pupils trembled, but he still held his blood-stained arm high, clinging tightly to the Dawn System without letting go.
"Don't...think about it." He said intermittently.
The gods actually wanted to invade him at this time. It was impossible. He would not give the gods the opportunity to seduce him.
The voice of God chuckled in his ear and said nothing more.
At this time, a slight "ding dong" sound was heard, which meant that Su Mingan had successfully taken over the control room.
Noah's hands slowly dropped, and he collapsed to the ground with no more strength left. His mission was finally completed.
White feathers fell on his face, lightly, as if to build a white coffin for him to sleep in. The number of white birds had shrunk by four-fifths, and they could no longer protect him. Countless scarlet hoses gradually crawled towards him.
Noah lay on the ground like a golden-red flag of exhaustion, his bright red blood more dazzling than his golden hair.
He stared blankly at the ceiling where the light was flickering, his fingers curled up unconsciously - his resonance level was extremely high now, and he might become the object of possession by the gods at any time. For now, suicide was the best option.
Before coming here, he was indeed prepared to make sacrifices.
However, just before he raised his hand with great effort and was about to commit suicide, he quickly realized that he actually felt reluctant to leave this world.
He didn't want to commit suicide, nor did he want to die here alone.
Are you afraid of the dark?
Are you afraid of pain?
Is it fear of death?
It seems neither.
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