Mu Sicheng looked at Liu's unprecedented expression, and he was stunned for a while before he began to report: "...I and Jiayi have joined together. On the last floor, there is a structural diagram of this spacecraft. Let's go down and take a look?"
Because of Liu's weakness, his voice began to lighten.
"Let's go." Liu returned his gaze, and walked halfway towards the bottom floor. He suddenly said, "Mu Sicheng, Fang's focus is on me."
Mu Sicheng was taken aback: "What, it's you?! Then you have to fight Tang Er quickly and move the protection focus of the offense to you..."
"No." Liu raised his eyes to look at Mu Sicheng, "The focus of the attack will be you. I have already negotiated with Tang Erda."
Mu Sicheng was anxious: "But the focus of the siege is on you! You know that Tang Er's attack will be completely based on your orders in the arena. What you say he believes, you say that the siege is like us, he will be completely I won't doubt you!"
"When Fang was besieging him, he couldn't stop it at all!"
"Even if the focus of the siege is on me, it can't be stopped at all." Liu Yu was very cold, cold bringing out a sense of threat, "You and any of the team members must never put me in the first place."
"I know you are easy to rush, you have a keen sense of action and combat, and your movement speed is fast. At that time, you will rush over to shield me immediately, so I warn you in advance, absolutely not."
Mu Sicheng also wanted to say that Liu looked at him with dark eyes that couldn't see through:
"Mu Sicheng, this is an order."
"Are you going to disobey the tactician's orders on the field?"
Mu Sicheng opened his mouth, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "...I see."
So what happened at the end, why is Liu so... so nervous.
Mu Sicheng has never seen Liu so tight, or even playing games full of hostility, even when he is on the front line of life and death, this guy can talk and laugh, but now the game hasn’t started yet, he seems to have watched something terrible. The same thing, there is no trace of expression on his face.
This is just... a game, and the worst result is to admit defeat and leave.
Liu walked forward, he was a bit lucky to wear such cumbersome thick clothes, otherwise Mu Sicheng's keenness would definitely be able to detect that his hands in his clothes were trembling at the moment.
But from the look of Liu's expression, he could not see that he would be like this at all. There was no turmoil in his peace. Anyone would feel that he could still predict and control the overall situation.
In fact, he didn't know why his hands trembled, why his heartbeat was so fast, and why he was so... fearful when guessing what Liu was going to do.
Don't die.
Liu Ting said softly from a certain voice deep in his heart, it was a very soft, young voice-aren't you a monster.
[Don’t die in front of me, Sheta. 】
[You are my only friend, the only one who will be close to me. 】
Liu took a strong sip. He turned his head and raised his hand to slightly block his eyes, not letting Mu Sicheng's look on his face, and his clenched hand forced him to calm down. Don't take it away with fear, he began to analyze.
This is already the place of the world line, then this is not a game, there is no option to quit the game, but he can't tell them for the time being that this extreme situation will make this group of people do their best to protect him... and There is a very dangerous and uncertain factor in this kind of world line scene—
—Six. You can log in to this spaceship at any time, because it is located on the world line, and logging in does not count as interfering with the world line.
If Liu single-handedly fights six, he is not afraid, but here is not only him, there is...
Have…
Liu closed his eyes, and he remembered that in the five buildings, Liu smiled and held the soul sniper rifle, quasi-the smile of the others:
[With feelings, you have become weak, Liu. 】
Mu Sicheng opened the door, and a warm "tide" rushed towards him, mixed with a warm "color" halo, Tang Er frowned and looked at him worriedly, Mu Ke handed him a cup of warm tea, Liu Jiayi just now He stopped when he opened his mouth.
"What's the matter with you?" She frowned when she noticed something. "Your face is so bad, Liu."
"Not very comfortable with the environment here." Liu took the warm tea and took a sip. He chuckled lightly, and turned his eyes off the topic casually, "I will take a look at where the spacecraft structure is."
Liu Jiayi stared at Liu's profile suspiciously, and Mu Ke didn't blink. They obviously wanted to do it again, but Liu quickly took their attention away.
"This spaceship is constructed with four layers." Liu looked at the spaceship picture floating on the "Football" vertical board, and then clicked on the last floor. "We are here. The fourth floor is some monsters. The production lines, and above, are some core heretical production lines."
Liu Jiayi's gaze fell on Liu's face, and she began to analyze: "I suspect this is the backend of the system."
"I looked at the label on the box."
Liu's fingers paused, and he quickly accepted it calmly: "I have this view too."
"Not only that." Tang Er frowned and tightened, "I also suspect that this is the sixth world line archive point."
"Look at this picture."
Tang Er hit the spaceship drawing, and a brand-new map appeared. In this map, there are 658 earth positions, and various annotations and archive instructions are next to it.
"... This should be the world line where we are. The save point has not yet appeared, and the game is still running." Tang Erda took a deep breath and tried to calm down before continuing to analyze. He clicked on the previous [Earth], "but Here, here, the game is over."
"Liudu has contaminated these world lines with heresy, and these world lines have been game over and archived."
"I don't think so." Mu Ke looked at the floating picture and tapped the desktop to mention it. "If the game in these worlds has ended, and the time at the save point is stopped, then these world lines should have nothing. Nothing is needed, so why when we came up on the fourth floor, those assembly lines were still producing props and heretics, and transporting them to the world line that should be the end of the game?"
"There is only one reasonable guess."
Mu Ke raised his eyes to look at Liu who had been silent forever: "That's the game in these world lines, it's not over at all."
"Impossible." Tang Erda quickly shook his head and denied, "When I left each world line, the whole world line was seriously polluted by different heretics. Most of the players in the game have become monsters and stay in the game. Here, game operations have stopped."
"I watched the game operation stop and confirmed our failure before I was allowed to jump off a world line. At that time, the whole world was a heresy. Everyone in reality was suffering, and basically the heresy polluted the mind. It's a monster, and Liu has no need to continue running the game to harvest pain."
"Is that so?" Mu Ke seemed to have realized, "If this is the case, then what is going on with these props and heretics that are still being transported to these archived world lines?"
Liu Jiayi stared at Liu, her eyes narrowed: "Liu, do you have any ideas?"
"My thoughts are—" Liu Yu was flat. He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. "In these world lines, the game between [Prophet] and [Cthulhu] is indeed over, and [Cthulhu] used its derivative as he wished. Thing smuggling heresy has contaminated the entire world line, and these world lines all ended in the failure of [the prophet]."
"But [Cthulhu]'s game in these world lines is not over yet."
Tang Erda was aware of something, he suddenly remembered what [Tang Erda] he had said that he had met in the fifth building—
-After you leave, time is still flowing.
The pain of all people continues and circulates, endlessly worshipping the gods, there is no stopping the moment.
"I used to be very "confused", why this heresy, which will drain everyone’s vitality, would be put in every world line." Liu Yu continued peacefully, "Obviously, this thing does not conform to [ Cthulhu's principle is that [Dry Leaf Rose] will cause death, and the dead will no longer have pain or value."
"The heresy he likes should be able to maintain the basic vitality of people, so that people are always awake, with a certain weak hope that cannot be given up, and therefore endless painful heretics."
"—Like the country of gold?" Mu Ke retorted softly, "because we know that Georgia is guarding them, so the people will always have hope and wait for Georgia's return, right
"Yeah." Liu Yi curled his fingers on the "fuck" vertical stage, and his words lowered, "There is no hope, there is no pain, there is no life, and when you lose it, you are numb."
"The pain that dried leaf roses can cause is indeed enormous, but within a period of time, everyone will gradually become numb in the later period."
"Later, I understood why He still allowed [Dry Leaf Rose] to appear and spread."
Liu raised his head, his gaze stared at the 658 floating pictures of the "earth": "—Because he can keep time circulating."
"He only needs to set the archive point at the moment when everyone is the most painful, and then when everyone is about to become numb, reset the time, jump to that archive point, let the time loop, and the people inside will continue to Cause pain."
"This mechanism sounds familiar, doesn't it?"
"Isn't this..." Mu Ke looked at Liu incredulously, "—a copy of the game?"
"So, every time we log in, the copy is not a copy of the game at all, but a place in these polluted world lines where the archive point is placed and is constantly looping?!"
Liu closed his eyes: "... Yes."
"Those who transported the heresy and props from the past. The heresy is used to reset the copy and redistribute the contaminated copy to keep it the same as before. The props are not distributed to those who log in to that world line, but to those who log in to that world. Line [Game Dungeon] players."
"—That's us."
"The game of [Cthulhu] continues in a more cruel way in these world lines where [Prophet] lost the round."
"The same is true for our own world line. If we can't win the game, [Cthulhu] will arrange the copies of other world lines that are circulating in the same way in our reality."
"No wonder..." Mu Ke sat on the chair in a daze, "No wonder it was like that."
"And the evil of Six is more than that, right?" Liu Jiayi's face is also very ugly, "We also encountered some NPCs who jumped out of the loop in the game, most of them are people who have traded with Cthulhu. , So these people are real, they have cyclical memories, and they are constantly torturing."
"—This is how they delivered pain to the Cthulhu after trading with the Cthulhu, isn't it
— The endless loop of seven days of games, more and more "realistic" npcs, and after trading with Cthulhu, they jumped out of the loop and traded with Cthulhu with hope, but in the end they became more and more painful for the game characters. After the player logged in, he was tortured in various ways.
The doctor of the Ice Age, Alex in the edge of the dense forest, the zombie Taoist in Yinshan Village, Xiaokui in the Cthulhu Sacrifice...
"If we lose the game with Cthulhu this time." Liu Jiayi looked straight at Liu, "It will also become such an NPC in other people's games, right?"
"No." Liu raised his eyes, his pupils were dark, and his words were clear, "You won't."
—Because this is the last world line.
"This system spaceship is equivalent to a large transfer center, transferring the player's 658 world line to the copies in other world lines, and after the game is over, the player will be transferred back, and rewards and points will be distributed at the same time. Liu quickly continued the analysis, "Not only that, this spacecraft is also equivalent to a large heretical smuggling ferry."
Tang Er Da's "smuggling heresy" is very sensitive, he quickly looked at Liu: "How did you smuggle?"
"When I came here, I took a look at the source of the heresy production line of this spacecraft." Liu calmly continued, "It is not produced with some kind of raw material, but extracted from the world lines in the void. Coming up."
"That is to say, Sixth first polluted the world line with heretics, after the heretics were continuously produced in this world line, and then used the system backstage to extract the heretics from this world line, and stored them in this huge system backstage spacecraft. When entering the next world line, use the heresy stored in this spacecraft to contaminate the next world line."
"Equivalent to all the failed world lines, have become six heretical production factories."
Liu looked at Tang Er Da, whose face became so dark as to be "black":
"In other words, as long as there is a world line in Six Hands that continues to operate and produce heretics, then he will continue to use the system backstage to extract heretics from this world line, and then distribute the heretics as a reward to other worlds. Line players, use the new world lines in these games to smuggle heretics to the new world lines."
"As long as there is a game, some players will enter the game because of desire, and the Heresy Authority will never contain the heresy he smuggled over."
"Even if you kill the token six in each world line, this world line's largest smuggling system backstage spacecraft still exists, and you can't stop the spread of heresy. He said that killing token six is the end of the game, in fact That’s not the case. Six misled you."
"He lied to you, the derivative is not the key at all."
"At the beginning of June 1st, thousands are coming out."
Liu Jing said for a while: "As long as there is a game and the backend of this system exists, you will never be able to beat him."
"Then blow up this system backstage, right?" Mu Sicheng, who had been holding his chest and leaning on the side, said nonchalantly, and he looked straight at Liu, "Blow up, the system does not exist, the game does not exist, everything is over. ."
Liu Bing coldly rejected: "No."
"The background of this system must not be bombed."
Mu Sicheng sighed annoyedly: "Isn't it said that there is this system backstage, so you can't win six? Why can't it be bombed?!"
Liu Jiayi and Mu Ke looked over at the same time, Tang Er paused, his eyes condensed: "This system is full of heretics in the background, it's best to destroy it."
Liu moved away from looking at these people, his breathing was unstable for a moment: "... Show me your assigned identities in this game."
Mu Sicheng hadn’t talked to him because Liu was fierce before, and now he’s still there. Now Liu Qi still replied, "I have shown it to you."
"I am the guard here number 0004."
Liu Jiayi stretched out the panel: "I am the guard of 0601."
"I'm the guard of 0005." Mu Ke raised his hand to indicate.
"I am the guard of 0002." Tang Erda looked at Liu, "We, as guards, are tasked with escorting you to take control of the spacecraft and become the captain of this spacecraft."
Liu looked at the panel displayed in front of him, trying his best to control his emotional reaction, breathing and heart rate, and don't "show" in front of these people.
[System reminder: Players Tang Erda/Muke/Liu Jiayi jumped out of the world line and deprived the player of their identity. 】
[Re-verify identity. 】
[True Identity: 0658 World Line Transportation Product, Humanoid Heresy, No. 0601/0005/002]
[Rose Hunter/Blood Witch/Assassin]
[Soul storage location in the backstage of the system spacecraft-the first floor. 】
[System reminder: Only real players can see the truth. The world you see is different from that of monsters. 】
Liu slowly looked around and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something—because in the backstage judgment of this system, players are also heretics, so your skill identities are called Monster Books.
You are also monsters.
Your soul... is also bound to the backend of this system.
Therefore, the background of the system cannot be bombed.
"Follow the flow of the game first." Liu held the cup of warm tea. He looked down at the ripples in the water, his voice was inaudible, "Win the game first, go out here."
… Don’t shake your hands anymore.
You'll see it if you shake it again.
"Okay." Mu Ke followed Liu's words and said. He looked at Liu's bloodless lips, and the worry on his face couldn't hide. "Liu, are you seasick?"
"A little bit." Liu clenched his fist and choked, and then calmly continued to look at the floating map. "We understand the two layers of the spacecraft below. From the second layer of explanation, it seems that they are all parts of each world line. Information, records archive points and world lines."
Mu Sicheng sneered: "Six this silly "force" is pretty idle, I remembered a whole story."
"Of course, the archive points of the world line must be well recorded. This is a very important piece of information." Tang Erda looked at the second floor. After he looked at this picture, his brows kept frowning, "I inherited it before. [ Seen in a top-secret file when the prophet was authorized, the Heretic Processing Bureau also has an archive point."
"It is the archive point for recording [the prophet] side."
Tang Erda looked at Liu: "You have seen that archive point."
"—Here 0001, named [Future]."
"It is said that that is the archive point recorded by [Prophet]."
"But I haven't seen it before." Tang Erda's eyes were deep, "Because even the prophets who recorded these [Archive Points] said that this is the [future] that will be crazy after looking directly at it."
"[The Prophet] said that hunters are forbidden to watch [Future]."
Liu: "Why?"
Tang Er paused: "Because terrible things will happen."
"Here is the control room of the spacecraft, right?" Liu Jiayi fiddled with the "Fuck" vertical platform, zoomed in on the picture, and pointed to the first top cabin on the top of the spacecraft. "On the top of the spacecraft, the label is 0. Level, there is a door underneath. We should just find the key to open this door and enter here to gain control of the spacecraft."
"But this spacecraft is a straight ladder design, which is a bit similar to the heretical administration." Tang Erda stared at the spacecraft's structural drawing and said, "To get the 0th floor, you have to go through the second and first floors."
Liu looked at the structure diagram of the spacecraft, and was quiet for a while, put down the tea cup, and stood up on the tabletop: "Let's go then."
"Go to level 0."
Mu Ke glanced at the teacup, and there were no ripples in the teacup.
He tightened his lips and looked up at Liu Li's back.
On the second floor of the spacecraft, the archive point and the world line information storage room.
After Cen Unknown logged into the system spacecraft, he realized where it was almost instantly. He sneered at the misleading information given on the system panel, and quickly ordered: "Go to the top of the spacecraft!"
He wanted to see what Liu this bitch had recorded.
Cen gritted his teeth and heard Lu Yizhan's calm voice as if he had already seen everything-[Don't "intervene" Junior Brother. 】
[The future may not be what you think, but in general, it is not a badending. 】
This guy who has repeatedly and repeatedly betrayed his original intention, what does he know? !
Obviously he is a prophet. He only dared to spy on God’s scripts through his own skills. He got a bunch of shit and impenetrable poems and prophecies, and he couldn’t read them. Watching the clips of [Future], but Lu Yizhan is actually used as an archive point. Haven't seen the future of the world once? !
Unknown Cen wanted to watch, but he was seriously stopped by Lu Yizhan. Unknown Decen beat Lu Yizhan, but Lu Yizhan was still beaten by him, that is, he resolutely refused to see [Future].
Later, Cen Buming gradually learned to ignore the existence of this heresy.
What Lu Yizhan told him about good endings and bad endings, Cen Buming listened to it as a joke, he didn't believe a word, because he knew that Lu Yizhan...
The only future ever seen—
-Is his own future.
[Junior brother, I am actually quite weak, and I dare not look at the future of the people I have socialized with. 】
[I don’t want to be a prophet at all. I fear that everyone’s future is not what I expected. 】
[I am afraid that no one will be able to save it. 】
Lu Yizhan was standing next to the "exercise" training ground. The wind blew the uniform of the first team captain he wore to and fro. Lu Yizhan turned his head, eyebrows, and smiled. He said:
[But I have seen my own future. 】
[That is a good future. 】
Cen Buming walked toward the top floor, he said coldly: "Go to the top floor."
"Don't look at the window, it will lower your mental value."
Cen walked past the huge transparent window that was shining with fluorescent light. He lowered his head, his desperate figure stretched very long on the ground.
-Changhe 685 world lines cast the shadow of the cabin into a line.
The windows of the spacecraft can see the stream of stars. The dust of silver and blue “color” surrounds each earth, slowly circulating in space, like a jellyfish in the deep sea surrounding the falling prey. It looks very beautiful, like a beautiful scenery created deliberately in an aquarium, but it gives people a sense of drowning after entering the deep sea.
It always makes people feel that in this vast universe, it seems that you can't find a place for yourself, you can only sink and sink, and you can't find the place where the spacecraft will land.
It's like the extreme eternal night, a mountain village hidden forever in the shadows, the darkness before the annual festival of fireworks—
-The wishing sea sank the mermaid.
"Don't you look down the two floors, Captain?" Some team members asked softly.
"You don't need to look." Cen strode forward without even turning his head. The team badge of the Heresy Administration on his shoulder shimmered under the silver and blue "color", his tone was calm and indifferent. These are heretics and monsters that only use destruction."
Cen Buming walked in front of the elevator leading to the first floor, he paused, stretched out his hand to open the straight ladder, and walked away.
"In this game, just walk forward."
"Click—"
"About to enter the first floor."
The elevator moved up and then stopped. The moment the elevator opened, Cen Buming, who was walking in front of everyone, raised his head. When he saw the structure of the first floor, Cen's unidentified expression and work stopped for a second or two.
-The dark corridor, the faint smell of sea water, the heretical shelters with labels on both sides, hidden in the shadows, the heretics who want to come closer.
This is exactly the same as the bottom layer of the heresy processing bureau.
-The so-called [humanoid heresy] containment.
Cen Buming paused for a few seconds, then stepped out of the elevator: "Let's go."
The other three members of the two teams are very vigilant in this environment. Although they have never been to the bottom of the Heretic Administration, they see it as a common configuration for the Heretic Administration to contain heretics. , Here is the same as... the environment in which we work."
Daniel followed him curiously, and looked at the first floor of the spacecraft interestingly: "So this is where your weird cyclops work?"
"You are not allowed to say that about the captain!" Some players wanted to quarrel with Daniel.
Daniel narrowed his eyes and was about to draw his gun. Cen Buming almost didn't shift his eyes. He flipped it with one hand, pressing Daniel's gun-holding hand behind him, and flipping Daniel to the ground.
Cen looked down with unknown eyes. He stepped on Daniel's struggling shoulder with his right foot. The eagle-like right eye contained a warning and killing intent, and his voice was low and hoarse: "You can call me whatever you want."
"Cyclops, one-eyed blind, you can, whatever you want."
"But don't let me watch you and my team draw their guns."
"otherwise-"
"You killed me?" Daniel answered indifferently, laughing.
"I will kill Liu." Cen said indifferently, "Just before you are about to see him, fight him, and let him recognize your ability."
Daniel's expression became completely dark. He stared at Xun Buming gloomily. It took a while before he put the gun in his hand away, and Cen Buming withdrew his feet. Daniel patted the ash on himself, feeling bored. He gave a terrific sound, boringly: "... Why are you here?"
"Can't you just go down and kill those players and let my father see my abilities?"
"Before you find the key and master the secret of this game." Cen Buming looked coldly, "Even if you put a gun against your father's head, he won't look at you too much."
"The feelings of his players are not as deep as you think. Compared to those insignificant circus members, Liu cares more about winning or losing the game."
—After all, it is a member of the other world lines who can easily use the Soul Smashing Gun to destroy themselves, just because of the bad beasts.
"... This is also true." Daniel "touched" his chin and laughed a little cheerfully. "It's not important."
"I don't want my father to have important things. This will only hinder him."
"... Those players, don't shoot at unnecessary moments." Cen Buming walked forward and opened his mouth abruptly, "This is the order of the tactician."
Daniel looked strangely at Cen's unidentified profile, and raised his eyebrows: "I thought you didn't like them?"
Cen didn't speak, he turned his face a little unpleasantly, and looked at Daniel half-closed with one eye, and said in a low voice: "-That doesn't mean I want you to kill them with the Soul Smashing Gun."
"And only when it's not necessary."
Cen's unidentified words returned to his indifference, and he clenched his right hand that was wearing the death ring: "When necessary, I will kill them with my own hands."
The silver "colored" ring was cold and cut, and it felt like a blade was being held tightly. There was an uncomfortable sharpness.
… He clearly logged into this game with Liu with the mentality of execution.
But I don’t know why. When looking at this corridor, Cen Unknown remembered that night again—that Liu Tanger arrested the heretical administration, and Lu Yizhan used his captain ID to log in to the last floor to stop all that was about to be released. Heresy willow.
At that time, Cen Buming received a notice that someone had used the power of a prophet and rushed back.
He also rushed to the last floor, and then looked at the screen indifferently, when Lu Yizhan raised his hands and stood in front of Liu who raised the gun, he said if you want to do this, kill me first.
At that moment, Cen did not know that he even expected Liu to "shoot" and kill Lu Yizhan. He stayed beside him, no matter how he could save the life of the idiot Lu Yizhan. At that time, Liu also crossed the line. It is reasonable for him to arrest Liu, which caused such a big "chaos" tonight, and deliberately "shoot" and kill innocent people. Lu Yizhan has no reason to stop him.
He no longer has to fall into this logical paradox whirlpool with Lu Yizhan, a sticky stupid stupid person.
The game is also over at that moment.
But Lu Yizhan just waited, holding up his hands and waiting for Liu to put down his gun. Looking at it from an unknown angle, he could see the light in Lu Yizhan's eyes, his hands trembling, and his voice trembling, but Lu The station was still laughing: "I said, I will never draw your gun before you really do something wrong."
"—In this case, if you really want to do something bad, please kill this incompetent me before you do it."
Cen didn’t know Lu Yizhan Liu’s hesitating attitude, but at that moment, Cen didn’t know, except for Lu Yizhan’s shaking hands—
-Liu's hand holding the gun is also shaking.
The shaking was very slight, very subtle, and the fool who stood close at Lu Yizhan might not be able to notice it, because Liu's expression was too calm.
But Cen did not find out. He even found out. This shrewd and vigilant team member will repeatedly check loyalty, and even kill the cold-blooded monster when there is a trace of betrayal, even because of full attention. On Lu Yizhan, Liu did not find the shadows here, but he also hid him.
This is incredible.
—It's like the first time Cen Buming saw the eighteen-year-old Liu, scarred and wet, crawling out of the wishing pool on the hill of the school, and rescued a malicious classmate.
At that time, Liu was unconscious, but he firmly grasped the hand of that classmate and didn't let that classmate drown—and this was the hand of a classmate he had murderous intent.
This is the first time that Cen Buming's derivatives of [6] show mercy.
Cen silently hid in the shade of the tree, watching Lu Yizhan step forward and lift Liu on his back. Liu's spirit was blurred. His hand fell down weakly on the shoulders of Lu Yizhan, which looked only half the width of Lu Yizhan. Weakness is like a small thing that has lost its nest and has no shelter.
At that time, Cen didn’t know that he wanted to kill Liu. He probably didn’t need a gun. He just stepped forward and pushed him down on the shoulders of Lu Yizhan. Liu would fall to the ground, curl up into a ball, and freeze to death silently. On the hill behind the school.
Lu Yizhan sent Liu to the gate of the mountain, and then hurried back to deal with the heretical follow-up in the wishing pool. Before leaving, he folded his hands and bowed to Cen Buming: "Take care of Liu for me, and watch him go back to the dormitory. "
Unknown Cen put his arms around his chest and his face was indifferent. He naturally wanted to refuse, but Lu Yizhan raised his head and looked at him straightforwardly: "Liu, as the number one you want to execute, don't you want to observe and understand more? him?"
"I don't want to know more about the prisoner who is going to be executed." Unexplained, Cen turned his head coldly.
"At least before execution." Lu Yizhan was very persistent, "see if he is the elephant you really want to execute, right?"
Cen stayed silent for a long time, he Lu Yizhan forcibly pushed the top of the mountain, followed behind the collapsed Liu, and watched him return to the dormitory.
An eighteen-year-old high school student, with a thin shirt, walks and sways twice, coughing from time to time, and needs to rest on the wall to continue walking...
Cen looked away irritably, a strange and violent emotion clashing in his heart.
For a moment, he even wanted to rush to the willow. You obviously wanted to kill the fat idiot who bullied you. Why did you stop
Why make yourself so embarrassed!
Why should I see this side of you? !
… This kind of Liu is so human-like, he has no way to treat him as a heresy.
Cen did not know that there was no way to kill it like a monster. Cruelly killing this would tremble in the lake because of the cold, buried in Lu Yizhan shoulders and wept silently, pulling back the death of the bullying classmate, and drawing his gun face from his friend. Shaking guy—
—He has no way to kill this living, emotional, tearful, and painful Liu.
But... will people really change
So many world lines, in each world line, there are so many doing the same wrong thing, killing countless people's heresy, and dying under his gun time and time again, "showing" the ugly face of being indulged in desire —
-What's more, it is the collection of desire itself, a derivative of Cthulhu Six.
… Just by changing your name and having some meager emotional connections, will people really make such a big change, even going against the original intention of being born
There is no way for Cen to believe, he cannot be like the idiot of Lu Yizhan, more than six hundred world lines have passed, and he has the ability to trust a monster. He can only be vigilant, kill, and choke all dangers in the cradle—
—This is the original intention of the hunter.