Su Mingan opened his eyes.
——What caught my eye was the opening animation of the game "Girls' Dream Project".
In the camera, the steam-era locomotives kicked up dust. A white bird flew across the bell tower and over the glazed church, and the camera followed the bird to view the beautiful steam age—until a voiceover sounded:
"Train her well. Finally, I look forward to the birth of an ideal country."
The scene changed and the camera came to a detective wearing a felt hat, holding a necklace in his hand, and a little black-haired girl following behind him.
"I will take care of you from now on." The detective said lightly, his voice extremely magnetic.
The little girl nodded.
Su Mingan took a closer look and found that the detective's necklace was actually a living eyeball - wasn't this necklace the [Eye of the Past]?
Before he could think deeply, the animation in front of him used montage techniques to quickly edit more than a dozen shots. There was a knight who adopted an orphan, a washerwoman who picked up a baby, and a child who was baptized in a church... Finally, the camera returned to the detective. The black-haired little girl next to the detective had grown into a young girl. She looked up in the sun:
"Detective, what do you think life is?"
"Detective, are you willing to believe me?"
"Detective, will I kill you with my own hands?"
"Detective, is it enough if we just smile?"
The detective did not answer these questions, but just clenched the Eye of the Past in his hand.
Then, the church bells rang, and the hour and minute hands on the bell tower turned rapidly, as if symbolizing the rapid passage of time. The color tone of the animation began to dim, and the originally warm and harmonious rhythm suddenly turned, and all the shots were stained with blood.
"——A bright red python! It's a bright red python!" Someone's roar sounded.
"If I go, can you continue to study antiques?" A pleasant voice sounded. Faintly, the sound of nuns singing in the church sounded, but soon disappeared.
"——If one day, killing one person can save the world, will you support me?" A young man's clear voice sounded.
"- Kill... Kill them! Judge - judge your crimes!!!" This was a hoarse voice, and it was unclear whether it was a man or a woman, and the voice was already hoarse.
After countless sounds overlapped, the pictures cut faster and faster, and the background music suddenly sounded with epic solemnity. The orchestral music overlapped with the magnificent trumpet sounds, and the drums rumbled, as if resonating with Su Mingan's heart.
It was just a game opening animation, and even though he couldn't understand what the images represented, he felt as if he was in it, sympathizing with every character in the game whose face he couldn't even see clearly.
The scene changed, and on the sandy plain, there was an endless battle of swords and magic, with hundreds of thousands of soldiers staring at each other with hatred.
"Kill, kill, kill the witch, kill the witch--!"
The scene changed, the blood color became deeper and deeper, the village was burning with flames, and a frail figure was kneeling in the ruins, crying, holding a charred corpse.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Holy Son..."
The scene changed and a masked man stood on the edge of a cliff. Facing thousands of soldiers holding torches, he laughed wildly and fell off the cliff.
"The top of your head... is too dazzling..."
Then came all kinds of killing scenes, betrayal, looting, assassination, fire, war... Countless bloody scenes flashed by, and even civilians began to pick up hoes and swords. The world fell into an endless war.
Su Mingan gradually lost sight of the scene. Blood gushed out of the screen like a substance. He even felt as if he was covered in blood. He gradually lost his breath.
And at this moment——
The distorted and dark background music suddenly stopped and the picture became extremely quiet.
At this moment, the screen suddenly lit up.
Under the warm, silent and dim light, the detective, wearing a warm orange cotton-padded coat, stood in the falling snow, holding the hand of the black-haired girl, and walked towards the snow-covered valley step by step.
"Crunch, crunch." The sound of stepping on the snow.
There was nothing in the entire scene except the two of them.
The ubiquitous flames, swords, blood, and ugliness did not appear in this picture, as if they had never touched them.
"Detective, the war has begun. Where should we go?" said the girl.
"To the end of civilization," said the detective.
"Detective, where is the end of civilization?" the girl asked.
"Yes..." The detective was silent for a moment: "...it is my untouched hometown."
"Detective, when that time comes, will you still hold my hand?" said the girl.
"Yes." The detective said, "This time, it's not for a farewell, but for a farewell. It's not for an end, but for a beginning. Remember our agreement."
"Yes." The girl nodded heavily: "I will definitely keep my promise and meet you again. Then, the war will definitely end."
The footprints extended all the way in the snow. The scene of the detective and the girl walking in the snow played for a very long time. The scene was monotonous and boring. There was only the scene of the two people walking on the snow. The few sentences of dialogue were also constantly replayed, like a constantly replayed slide show, forming a sharp contrast with the previous wonderful war scenes. Even the audience in the live broadcast room felt bored.
until--
"From now on, you will continue to despair and continue to hope." At this time, the voice of the narrator suddenly sounded.
The scene was still the monotonous scene of the detective and the girl walking on the snow, without any change. Su Mingan even thought that the narration was talking to him.
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