"One more drink, one more drink, my dear friend?~"
"Four."
Buzz! The entire ship groaned as it was overwhelmed!
On the external structure of the star destroyer, more than a thousand lamps simultaneously burst out with incandescent light that was enough to blind a person's eyes!
The light penetrated the thick portholes, dyeing everything in the room a violent white, and the human figures looked like burning silhouettes in the strong light.
"I will ride the parabola bent by fairy tales to the direction where all the dawns disappear?~"
"Three." Isabella's voice remained steady.
"If you hear the whistle of the distant new world, please take us to kiss the frost of our homeland?~"
"Two." The light from the muzzle condensed into a point.
"If you hear the whistle of the New World in the distance, please kiss the frost of our homeland on our behalf?"
At this moment, people's singing became extremely clear and gentle, as if all the rage, fear, and reluctance had settled down, leaving only this last and purest exhortation.
Something seemed to flash in the strong light in the corner of old Victor's eyes.
"one."
"Beep." The star destroyer cannon sounded, and only the last button remained to be pressed.
Silently, Eleven held Isabella's hand and their palms were clasped.
In such a tense moment, Eleven actually laughed.
She laughed brightly, her chest vibrating, her black hair trembling, and her delicate eyebrows narrowed, as if she was thinking of something very funny.
Facing Isabella's questioning look, Eleven smiled and said, "I have been annoyed with that tasteless tree for a long time, since the beginning of the dungeon. Now I can finally destroy it."
"Heh..." Isabella smiled and turned to look at Xiao Zhu: "Are you really not going to board the ship?"
Xiao Zhu was watching the star destroyer cannon light up. When he heard the question, he was stunned for a moment before shaking his head:
"On the day when the Genesis Era arrived, my father jumped from the top floor of the Brooklyn Building in front of a table full of scientific research waste papers, and my mother crashed into the green stock market screen of the Financial Building, her head was broken and bleeding."
"As I couldn't pay back the research funds I borrowed, I sold myself to the Celestial Tribe and mutated into a leek. Every bit of growth I got was cut off and eaten by them."
"Old Mike, August, Old Victor... they all owed huge debts to a greater or lesser extent. Even if they paid off their debts, their life's hard work would have gone to waste..."
"People don't care about the significance of science, and they never take ordinary people seriously. Those big men care about their Garden of Eden, a paradise with odes, poems, and sculptures, a so-called 'idealistic world'..."
"In order to avenge those hateful guys, we, a group of researchers, did something that will never be forgiven by people. That thing is extremely serious. We will also be liquidated in the new world. Therefore, we cannot board the ship in the new world. We are willing to wait for death in the old world."
"Huh?" This was the first time Isabella had heard of this. "What did you do?"
What on earth did they do that made these researchers prefer to die rather than go to the new world?
"We..." Xiao Zhu smiled: "We will make sure that the future world master will never degenerate."
"The future world master? Are you talking about the artificial Rin tribe?" Isabella asked in surprise.
"Yes, when Ran Bo went to cooperate in the creation of the Lin tribe, we secretly provided him with information and asked him to leave a 'red line' in the DNA of the Lin tribe. Once the Lin tribe becomes corrupt, degenerates, commits evil deeds, etc., the Lin tribe will feel physical pain or even die." Xiao Zhu said: "This is the last thing we, a group of extremely humble people in the face of the torrent of the times, can do at the cost of our lives."
Isabella's eyes widened.
...From a macro perspective, this is indeed a good thing, ensuring the integrity of the future world master and preventing him from becoming a new evil dragon. However, it is too bold. Once this matter is exposed, in order to maintain the dignity of the world master and the order of the new world, these people will not be accepted even if they are doing good things.
So, they decided to become the last embers of the old world.
Is that why their singing is so loud?
Xiao Zhu clenched his fists. This young researcher who had bowed and nodded in front of important people all his life burst into tears and laughed. With tears on his face, he looked up at the sky, as if he saw a familiar figure: "Dad, Mom, I can finally go to see you..."
"Dad, Mom, if there is an afterlife, please don't let me be born into such a poetic world..."
They—Old Mike, Old Victor, August, Mantha, the silent mechanic in the corner, the engineer with his grease-stained face—held hands and formed a small, trembling circle.
The singing was no longer a sporadic humming, but merged into a hoarse torrent, rising with difficulty amid the roar of the concentrated energy of the star destroyer cannon.
Ah, my dear friend,
Today I will fly, today I will fly!
Go to the reef port that the poets of Lovasa cannot find, to the pasture that cannot be dyed black by ink!
Bluebells grow in the cracks of the starry sky. A poet says this is the growth of romance.
But we remember that two hundred and thirty years ago, the dew there wet our notebooks.
Have another drink, have another drink, my dear friend!
Let us raise our glasses and make a wish to the shooting stars, may the wildfires of Rowsa remember the weight of apples in the past!
Sing one more song, sing one more song, my dear love!
We laugh and break empty bottles, but they say apples should fall on lines of poetry.
Dance one more time, dance one more time, when the moon is drunk and looks like a rusty page of a book!
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