MTL - First Player-Chapter 809 Eight hundred and eight

  Chapter 809 Chapter Eight Hundred and Eight · "TE · All things revive (3

   "Actor...abandoned us?"

   "He took his dawn system and abandoned this world?"

  People looked up with disbelief on their faces.

  Violet's pupils trembled, and when she turned her head, dozens of players next to her looked at her. Their eyes met each other, both confirming the fact that "they were abandoned".

   "It's a lie." Wang Si muttered to himself.

   "Impossible—Su Mingan won't lose!"

   "But even he himself admitted, what else can we do?"

  Among the thick black fog, Violet couldn't see the expressions of each player clearly. But she heard their confusion.

  ... The first player actually admitted that they lost? Lost the efforts of generations of human beings, and lost everything that the "human" race has?

   Those sacrifices before that, those people who couldn’t touch the spring, all the struggles and struggles they did—what was it for?

  Zhang Xiaoqi trembled his lips, trying to say something, but there was a soldier's roar in the black mist, like a sharp sword piercing through the black mist:

   "—Why! Why! Why!!"

   This roar seemed to take all the strength out of the soldier's body, and vented his grief and unwillingness. He sat down on the ground with a plop, and a dull sob came from the protective clothing.

"Bang Dang", "Bang Dang", "Bang Dang", a series of sounds sounded, and figures sat down on the ground like collapsed giant mountains. The soldiers dropped their weapons and looked at the sky blankly, not knowing what they were doing for a while. What are you fighting for.

  Around them, silver locators shone brightly, and every bit of silver light used to symbolize hope. But in people's eyes, it is meaningless.

  No matter how you do it...it doesn't make sense anymore.

   "When I heard that Su Mingan passed the level perfectly yesterday, I felt something was wrong. This dungeon has no constraints on him. Now he can give up this world, and he can do it." Player Babru said.

  The player next to Zhuzhu heard this, and raised his eyebrows: "You fart! Didn't you see Su Mingan's hard work in the past 20 days? If he can save it, he will definitely save it!"

  Babru shrugged: "If you think about it, the fate of the ruined world has nothing to do with us Zhai Xing."

   "Are you sick, you have to sing a different tune at this time..."

  The voices of the players became more and more noisy, and some people started arguing.

   And Su Mingan's voice continued, with a rumbling echo:

   "I deeply regret this ending."

"Humans have lived on this land for a long time. From the primitive period to the cataclysmic period of the century, we have experienced a full 102 years of civilization continuation. We should have been invaded in the first few years by [He Wei 】Destroyed. These one hundred and two years are already the last time that Actor can drag out.”

"If I can...I also hope to enter the new century with you. I promised Fenghuo this during the Dawn War. I also hoped that one day those beautiful historical memories of mankind, the homeland we are nostalgic for- It can really be taken back by us.”

"The three-dimensional descending layer by layer, ouroboros before and after causality, the grandmother paradox of civilization bets, the grid theory of time, space and dimension. Akto exhausted his wisdom as a human being, desperately extending the lifespan of the population Long. I also held my companion’s hand and told him before he died that there will really be spring in the future.”

"but I…"

  His voice paused, this is the only emotion that people have heard so far in this farewell speech.

   “…I seem to have missed my appointment.”

"it's my fault."

  …

  Konstantin University, the students stopped typing on the keyboard.

  Like countless public classes in the auditorium before, the students raised their heads slightly, listening to the farewell words of their city lord on the radio, just like their last lesson.

   There was no roaring or insulting in the auditorium, only some faint sobs, some young people's eyes were moist, and there were still dark circles on the edge of their eye sockets from staying up all night writing papers.

   "Miss." A blond student girl with big waves approached Yamada Machiichi: "Miss, you are the liaison at the University of Constantine. Are these words that the city lord said true?"

  Her voice was trembling.

  Many students are proud of being able to enter the central city laboratory in the future, and some even have the biggest dream of becoming the assistant of the city lord.

  For this ending, they are the most unacceptable.

   "..." Yamada Machi looked around.

  In his field of vision, the cursors of hundreds of students' laptops flickered, but the progress of their papers had completely stopped at the moment they heard the world broadcast, and no one entered a single word.

  Student Luo Cha, who once ate in the cafeteria with Yamada Machiichi, put down the core journals full of complicated foreign languages ​​in his hand, his eyes were full of confusion.

  Several students with messy hair stopped working on the math problems in their hands, and there were still unfinished formulas and data on the wall.

  Everyone fell into a state of stagnation. The future, future, and life have all lost their meaning to them.

  Yamada Machiichi had a panoramic view of all this, and responded in a low voice to the blond student:

"it is true."

   "He's... tried his best."

  When he said this, his eyes were moist.

  Obviously everyone has a clear consciousness, they did not die in a daze, the demise of each of their lives, in the eyes of this world, has a heavy weight.

  Just as Yamada-cho saw at a glance, every student sitting in the auditorium should not just die like this.

   "I'm just one step away from Baoyan..." The blond student girl's body suddenly loosened. In the face of the destruction of the world, she was actually thinking about such a question.

   "I have been a wage earner for three years for my tutor, and my recommendation letter has never been received." The student next to me punched the table.

   "I'm about to die before I enter the central city laboratory... I haven't seen the city owner in person yet."

   "I want to go home, my mother lives in the fringe area, since I entered university, it seems that I haven't gone back to see her for a long time..."

  The black mist outside the window became thicker and thicker, and the temperature in the auditorium dropped little by little. The indoor temperature was no longer enough to maintain the needs, and the students felt cold.

  A fire was lit, and the indoor heating device was activated in the open space under the podium of the auditorium. They threw tables, chairs and books into it, and the firelight swayed in the glass cover, and the bright luster devoured the essence of these knowledge bit by bit.

  The textbooks with detailed notes left, the notebooks with experimental diaries, the lesson plans organized one by one, the sketches full of drawings...all were swallowed by the warm light.

   When disaster strikes, even the books lose their original meaning.

  Yamada-cho took a breath and stared at the black mist outside the window.

  He thought, what he saw now was just a tiny corner of the world. But it is also a microcosm of the whole world.

   "Miss sister..." At this time, the blond student hugged him and sobbed, "I want to go home, I miss my mother."

  Yamada Machiichi held her hand.

   "Don't be afraid." Yamada-machi's lips trembled:

  “Everywhere is home.”

  They maintained a hugging posture, like the most inconspicuous pair of warmers in the last days. Similar to them are dozens of couples hugging each other in the auditorium.

  …

  Outside.

  A dark reconnaissance plane hovered high above the sky, and under the crimson pool of blood was a 2,000-meter-deep tiankeng.

  The truck stopped beside the tiankeng, and dozens of soldiers were lying on the side of the tiankeng, smoking slowly.

  The snow-white soot was tapped along the fingers, and the smoke drifted with the wind, taking the soldiers' long sights to the distance.

  The broken instruments were thrown aside. Just now, they personally smashed these precious detection instruments. Their mission was to go deep into the tiankeng and transport the backup energy stored in the tiankeng up, but at the moment they heard the world broadcast, all this has lost its meaning.

  The soldiers who were dazzled by anger personally smashed these precious instruments that they carefully protected along the way.

"From a universal point of view, this is just a battle for the right to survive, similar to tribes fighting for territory in the primitive period. The war between [Tawei] and the ruined world is also just a battle between different civilizations for survival— A battle of civilizations where everything is at stake."

   "—Sorry for bringing you this ending."

  The car radio was accompanied by noise, and the voice of their city master came. The soldier in the star cap tapped some cigarettes in his hand and laughed.

   "City Lord." The soldier's voice was light, and he said to himself in the air:

   "What's wrong with you."

   "When holding the fate of the entire ethnic group in your hands, live as much as you can."

  He turned his head and went to get the wine bottle next to him. These soldiers lay on the ground in a circle, drinking the inferior spirits in the carriage, preparing to meet the final outcome with such a gesture.

  Disks spin, and old-school disco music fills the air.

  While drinking, the soldiers suddenly noticed that on the other side of the tiankeng, there was another team preparing to go down to the tiankeng. The soldier blinked and shouted: "The one on the other side! Don't go down into the sinkhole anymore, it's pointless!"

  The troops on the other side ignored what the soldiers said. Among the team, a black-haired girl was putting on equipment for one of her older brothers.

   "Are you sure you want to go down?" Yueyue said.

   Che looked down at the Tiankeng, and said: "There must be something to be done. Since I have been assigned the task of going down to the Tiankeng, let me finish it."

  Yueyue nodded and helped him fasten the last knot: "The device has been checked, come back safely."

  Beside them, twenty or thirty soldiers were still wearing ropes. Even after hearing the city lord's cruel announcement, they still did not give up the task at hand.

   "Sister, you have never looked like a young man in his twenties. On the contrary, you are more sensible than me... I heard some news recently, and I know that your origin may not be that simple." Che said.

  Yueyue raised her eyes and looked at him.

   She really does not belong to this world. Sometimes, she feels that she is out of place in this world. If the npc heard the news, how would they treat her with rejection?

   "But no matter what, you are my sister."

   Che said so.

  His palm patted Yueyue's shoulder, and said in a low voice:

"I only know that the life with you in the past twenty years is real. If you had a better life and more friends before. If you can go to a better world in the future instead of being with the ruined world To be buried with him. My elder brother, who has only been around for twenty years, is also very satisfied."

   "Sister, I have long felt that this world is too bad. People are not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts. If you die here, you can pave the way for others and make a contribution to your hometown. I am satisfied."

   "At least...not freezing to death pointlessly."

  Yueyue's pupils trembled slightly.

   "Don't say stupid things." After a moment, she said, "You are my brother too."

   Che laughed and walked to the edge of the tiankeng. Rough knots trailed the ground, and his steps were steady and swift.

  He looked at the bottomless darkness below, and whispered:

   "Now I finally understand what it was like for the Lord Luvis to face the edge of the world."

  He descended along the rock wall, the rope went round and round, making a "chacha" friction sound.

   Along with him, there were dozens of soldiers who did not give up. They fell under the rock wall and trampled on the bones left by their predecessors, the lights on their helmets were always on.

  In the darkness, a glimmer of light emerges.

  …

  【(TE·Everything Resurrected) Perfect clearance progress: 87%】

  (end of this chapter)