MTL - First Player-Chapter 821 eight hundred and twenty

  Chapter 821 Chapter Eight Hundred and Twenty · "TE·All Things Revive (15 (Thanks to the leader of "Oreo is a handsome guy")

  【The iron laws of the old days compete with the new ones, and countless lives are crushed in the ruts of history. 】

  【During that period, every shot they fired was for the freedom of mankind. For their next generation to live in the warm spring. 】

  【They gathered here, transcending their personal background, wealth and status, facing the harsh winter and the powerful invaders that overthrew the fire of human civilization. 】

  【Abandon conflict and choose unity, abandon ignorance and choose nobleness, abandon warmth and face the cold winter—】

  【"—We deserve to win this."】

  【—New Era 53 "Memoirs of the War of Civilization·Actor's Speech Record 1"】

  …

   "My grandfather said that there must be one thing in life that you will never regret, and this life is worthwhile."

   "It is this matter whenever you think about it, whether you are a child or middle-aged. As long as you think about it, you will feel that there is only one word, 'value'!"

   "I want to find something like this, I don't think I will regret it in my life."

  Amidst the gray-black torrential rain, an aircraft passed by in the rain.

  The majestic heavy rain crackled on the glass, and the aircraft stumbled through the darkness, like the bow of a boat cutting through the water. Luocha struggled to pull the steering lever, and the sound of parts being overwhelmed could be heard from every corner of the aircraft.

  Yamada-machi pulled the seat back tightly, the expression on his face was twisted to the point of contortion. Luocha's aircraft is indeed a graduation project that was rejected by his tutor, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a defense. This journey made him almost spit out his internal organs.

   "Ugh... ugh uh uh." Yamada Machiichi couldn't help retching out of the window, retching like an August pregnant woman. He tried to look at the scenery, but it was dark outside the window. You can only use chat to divert your attention: "Then who is the grandfather you are talking about?"

   Luo Cha's expression dimmed slightly:

   "He didn't let me say his name to the outside world. He seemed to have done something wrong when he was young. If he said his name, he would be hated. But I think that a person like you who doesn't care about small things will definitely not hate him."

   "Who is it?" Yamada Machiichi said.

  He saw a few glimmers of light in the darkness outside the window.

  Because the height of the aircraft is too low, you can see a few wild pigeons perched on the bell tower fluttering their wings, and the old copper hands faithfully record the time.

   "Click, click."

  The aircraft staggered over the bell tower, Rocha whispered:

   "My grandfather's name is Rong Yuan. Before he died, he said that the most regrettable thing in his life was that he was lost when he was young. But I won't."

"I walked out of the safe auditorium just to find something that I don't regret in my life... Growing up, I regretted following the eight-type personality arrangement of the dawn system and becoming a 'good student'. I am interested in mechanical engineering. I regret that I am busy with papers and tutors all day. I think... the end is coming, and I can finally be myself."

"Fixed, traditional, ingrained—everything arranged by Liming system, including work, future, and life...I don't want to listen to it anymore. Yamada, I have lived for more than 20 years, and only now have I discovered that the original My life has just begun."

  Yamada-cho was startled for a moment, but did not speak.

  He used to regard Luo Cha as a nerdy npc. He never thought that he was not as thin as he appeared on the surface.

  He looked out the window and saw black mist pressing down from the dome to the world, the sky seemed to be glued together, and the rainstorm rumbled.

  If you look down from the sky, you can see hundreds of aircraft like Rocha. They took off uniformly from the University of Constantine and flew to all parts of the city-state.

  Aircraft of various shapes are inconspicuous in the darkness. Only a little dim light represents their position, and the connection is a bright starry sky.

  Yamada Machiichi sat on the seat like this, as if traveling around in the boundless universe. Under his feet is the sea of ​​stars, and around him is the Milky Way.

  He looked back, and there were many star lights behind Rocha's aircraft. They were used when he celebrated his birthday, and now they have become precious light sources.

  When they come together, it is also like a starry sky.

  …

   "Call for reinforcements! Call for reinforcements!"

   "The radar system has been destroyed, we can't lock the location of the central building!"

   "Boom-boom-boom!"

  The dazzling explosion made people close their eyes, and a strong airflow roared out.

  In the darkness, people gathered quickly based on the voices they uttered to each other, and gathered to tear down the buildings blocking the way.

   They were shoulder to shoulder, and their bloodstained palms clasped the building in front of them, all in unison, with force.

"one two three-!"

"one two three-!"

   "Clear the building! Let the truck go!"

  The field of vision has long lost focus, and only the rough touch in their hands can let them know what is in front of them. At this time, all personalities and classes are no longer important, only the source stones on the truck are above everything else.

  Origin stone, a resource. Its ore contains a lot of energy, which can be used as the power of most machines, and can also be used as gunpowder. When the amount of them meets a certain amount, it can even cause an effect like a small nuclear explosion.

   "I can't find the bulldozer, just push it with me!" Someone shouted in the darkness.

   "One-two-three-push!"

   There was a bang like an earthquake, the building in front of him collapsed, and the truck loaded with Originium bumped a few times and passed by at high speed.

  In the communication channel, there are mixed voices from people:

   "Yaofei and 298 blasters are already in place, and the target number of source stones is still 2% away."

   "Anjie and 187 transporters are in place and fully loaded."

   "Violet and 218 security guards are in place, and the target number of origin stones is still one percent short."

   "Does any of you still have source stones? Not enough! Not enough! Not enough to provide enough! Just a little bit!"

   "No more! More than 90% of the origin stones were sent to the edge of the world yesterday, and very few can be recalled!"

   "The three main energy stations have been destroyed, resulting in insufficient stock! Even if the source stones of the entire city-state are collected, it will not be enough!"

   "Just a little bit, just a little bit!"

  A strong burnt smell spread throughout the city-state. In the darkness, someone hammered down on the dashboard in front of him angrily and let out a sigh.

   "—Lo Kelstia is in place."

  Suddenly, a girl's voice came from the communication channel:

   "I brought back a batch of origin stones, including the ones my brother found under the tiankeng. The amount is considerable, and it should be able to make up for the gap."

  Her voice was firm and steady, like a thin sword piercing the darkness.

   "... Yueyue?" In the communication channel, there was a surprised voice from a player.

  None of them expected that at such a moment, there would still be people who would go to a dangerous place to dig for origin stones.

   "Lo Kelstia! Where is your location?" There was an excited voice on the communication channel.

   "I'm rushing back."

  Under the sky, Yueyue was driving a crow back quickly. Due to staying in the red hot zone for too long, her arms and palms were covered with blisters, and the bruises spread on her fair skin, and even a piece of her scalp was burned off. I am afraid that most residents will be surprised when they see her damaged face. Be taken aback.

  When she was speaking, her voice was a little hoarse. When she touched her throat with her hand, it turned out that her throat was also blood red from the heat.

  There were some hot origin stones placed on the crow, all of which she dug out one by one after enduring the burns with her own hands. Each one left her with more burns and blisters on her arms.

   "Brother. Without a mirror, I can't see what I look like. Am I... ugly?" After the broadcast, Yueyue turned off the communication channel and turned to ask the person sitting next to her.

  But Che Kelstia, who was riding with her, had a scalded face similar to hers, lit a cigarette, and said with a high smile:

   "—Who said, sister, you are prettier than anyone in the city-state!"

  People who work hard for their destiny are more beautiful than any beautiful face in the world.

  …

  The wind is blowing, and the rain is pouring.

  As if something was awakening from the body, there was an abnormal throbbing.

  In the stagnant and viscous air, a figure still stood on the top of the building.

  The clothes fluttered with the strong wind, like a flat boat in the ocean. He raised his head slightly, the frost on his face still hasn't melted, half of his body has lost consciousness.

  Tawei is waiting for his reply, the gods are invading his body.

  The planes around the building lost their traces one by one, replaced by exploding fireworks in the sky, and the remains of the war dead scattered in the sky. The black mist grew expansively, occupying every inch of space.

  The radar system was destroyed, the escorting plane was blown up, and the large turn signal was destroyed, so no one could lock his position. He stood in the thick darkness, without anyone around him, but he didn't look like a soldier fighting alone.

  Because he knew he was not alone.

  In the entire city-state, countless people are sacrificing for a spring. Even if there is no light and his eyes cannot see, he can still know that countless epics worth recording are being staged in this world.

  White source light fluttered around him, and he heard countless voices from up and down the city-state. The backlog of their expectations was on his shoulders, growing with each passing minute.

   "—Grandma, how far is the universe? What is life?"

   "—Maomao, look... there are flowers."

   "—Pilot, the system has recognized your aircraft piloting ability and approved you to participate in this **** mission. I wish you success."

   "—Your eyes... are so beautiful, like my daughter."

   "—Sir, look, is my lighter okay? I wanted to keep it for myself, but now my family is gone, so I'll give you all the lighters. You must win!"

   "—All teammates, get on the truck! Regardless of casualties, set the direction straight and charge!!"

   "—Push away! Let's push together! One-two-three!!"

   "—she is almost there, there are still 6km, 4km..."

   "—Two of the warband... join the battle."

  Su Mingan raised his head, staring at the night sky without a trace of halo.

  Scarlet waves of data rolled up from the sky, approaching one by one, like a long-lost giant net. The entire sky was then dyed scarlet, like a deep sea made of blood.

   Underneath the deep sea is the entire city-state.

   Above the city-state is the city lord who is looking up at the deep sea.

  He stepped on the dark abyss, never retreating a step, neither humble nor overbearing.

   "Asa Actor, it's time to make a choice, who do you want to cooperate with...?" Skyrim's voice was full of greed and desire.

   "Su Ming'an, you are only nineteen years old, let go of these responsibilities and leave..." The voice beside her ear was full of anxiety and unwillingness.

  Without exception, their purpose is to plunder this ruined world riddled with holes, and to destroy the 2.8 billion living human beings.

  Su Mingan didn't answer. He raised his hand, and the box in his hand opened, revealing a pile of blood-red solids, like beautiful roses.

  —rose blood.

   Evil is like poisonous medicine. Ordinary people will overdose if they eat three pills, leading to severe hallucinations, and finally the body disintegrates and dies.

  He supported the last line of spiritual defense, manipulated his arm, and stuffed the blood into his mouth.

  One, two, four, eight, sixteen...

   Soon, auditory hallucinations came from his ears, and the sound of collapse came from his body. The edges of his pupils burst open, and his seven orifices began to bleed. His fingers were trembling, and blood even flowed from the nails, but he was still feeding himself blood, like a robot that couldn't feel pain.

   "Su Ming'an! What are you doing! Do you think destroying your body will be useful??" The roar of the gods came from my ear.

   "—Asa Actor. What are you doing? Are you dissatisfied with our trading terms?" A voice came from the sky.

  Su Mingan didn't reply, but just raised his head.

  In the wild hallucinations, he seemed to see a rainbow of seven colors, with white birds flying by, butterflies fluttering, and the first bunch of lilies in spring blooming from the soil.

  There are towering mountains, layers of green shade, countless ginkgo trees, and spring flowers.

  Excessive rose blood caused his vision to be upside down. In the hallucination, it seemed that a blond boy with a bright smile was holding his hand tightly.

  …

  【"Grandpa, grandpa."】

  【"Grandpa, when I was listening to my subordinates chatting, I heard them talk about a legend. It is said that Hephaestus, the **** in charge of fire, looks ugly, so his mother Hera threw him under Mount Olympus."】

【"After growing up, Hephaestus built an extremely beautiful chair—the Throne of Hephaestus. The vain Hera took the bait, and she sat on it. Then, her whole body was locked by the mechanism of the chair Stop, she can no longer use mana."]

  …

   This is what Noah once said to him in the dungeon during the War of Dawn.

  Su Mingan continued to swallow the rose blood.

  His whole body was covered with blood, his clothes were dyed red, and even the fine frost was covered with red, like a bouquet of frozen roses.

  He was dizzy, vomiting blood, stretched out his hand towards the hallucinated blond boy, and said loudly the same words as before:

   "—Are you trying to say that you are the Vulcan?"

  The blond boy in the hallucination laughed.

  The illusory white bird approached his shoulder, and his smile was warm and warm, just like the boy who was still alive back then:

   "No, Grandpa."

   "I want to say that each of us is a 'Throne of Hephaestus'."

   "You have successfully deceived everyone, let's finish your real plan."

  (end of this chapter)