Chapter 319 May the Aurora Never Disappear
Club King glanced back,
"Master often said that to know a person deeply, you should not just look at what he says or what he looks like, but what he does. If it weren't for him, Aurora City would have become a hotbed of disaster. You don't even know what kind of person he is. I don’t know, why do you think it will pose a threat to humans?”
Hongxiu was slightly startled, looking at the sleeping Chen Ling and fell into silence.
"Also." Meihua K said lightly,
"It's not the turn of outsiders to dictate matters regarding the Dusk Club."
Plum Blossom K left without looking back, and his solemn black suit disappeared at the end of the ruins.
Hongxiu stood there, raised her head and took one last look at the cyan and blue aurora sea, as if she wanted to remember it forever in her heart, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
the other side.
Among the ruins of Aurora City, a charred body fell to the ground like a corpse. The extremely cold frost and snow covered his body, and he had no breath.
But as the seawater, which seemed to have no thickness, spread in the city and slowly soaked under his body, black spells came to life on the surface of his skin. The frost and snow on his body began to melt, and his subtle breaths were heard in the severe cold. Reappear.
"Where am I?" Zhao Yi's consciousness was blurred. He opened his eyes a little while half asleep and half awake.
The spell passed over his eyes, and he only saw two figures walking slowly towards the end of the charred earth. Zhao Yi couldn't see their faces clearly, and he had even lost the ability to think. He felt that his body was heavier than ever before. .
An unfamiliar hand held up his head, and the next moment, a beam as bright as a flashlight lit up from the blurry darkness, as if someone was checking his eyes.
"Is this degree of fusion natural? No, I can't smell the bloody smell of disaster. It seems to be artificial fusion."
"Aurora Base, has it also broken through the experimental bottleneck of artificial fusion?"
"Aurora Base's research on fusion should be far less perfect than ours. And if they really mastered artificial fusion, they wouldn't be reduced to this. I think this kid should be an accident."
"The most important thing is that I can't smell what kind of disaster he is fused with. It seems that every disaster in the Forbidden Sea is affected? What does this mean? It can't be like this in a string, right?"
"To be able to withstand this level of fusion, he has not yet gone insane. His willpower is still top-notch."
"Originally I just wanted to collect some disaster corpses and take them back for study. Unexpectedly, I unexpectedly brought him back. He is a good seedling and has the potential to become a holy apostle."
"It's so heavy. This guy doesn't look big, so why is he so heavy?"
"We all said that the fusion technology at Aurora Base is too backward and can easily lead to fusion distortion. Take him back and inject him with a few new medicines, and then teach him to control his own power. He will be able to recover sooner or later. He seems to be waking up?"
Zhao Yi felt like he was being carried on someone's shoulders and kept bumping. In a daze, he opened his eyes.
Someone patted his shoulder and grinned:
"Comrades, welcome to join the glorious evolution."
Aurora City ruins, underground.
Han Meng bit the bandage, wrapped the treated wound on his knee bit by bit, and sighed.
As all the facilities on the surface were blown up, Aurora Base also lost most of its power supply. There was a dead silence in the dark corridor, as if Han Meng was the only one left here.
He leaned against the wall and looked at the lift shaft sealed by rubble, his eyes full of complexity.
tuk tuk tuk
A slight sound came from the other side of the corridor. Han Meng was slightly startled and frowned.
The light of the kerosene lamp dispelled the darkness at the end of the corridor, and a figure walked slowly towards here on crutches and holding a kerosene lamp.
He was an unkempt old man, exuding the aura of old age. Only his eyes were still deep and mysterious, seeming to shine with the stars of human destiny. He stood next to Han Meng, slowly bent down, and placed the kerosene lamp in his hand. on the ground.
"I thought there was no one in this base anymore." Han Meng said in a deep voice.
"The top scientific researchers have already left on the boundary train. I have also returned the others to the surface. If nothing else, they have all turned into auroras." The old man's voice was extremely calm. "Now, there are only Me alone."
"Really? Then you admit defeat pretty quickly."
"That's the truth." The old man shook his head, "Hong Xiu and Tan Xin betrayed at the same time. Even if all the law enforcement officers in Aurora City combined, they would not be their opponents. In this case, preserving scientific research talents as much as possible is the most beneficial decision for mankind. ”
"Then why don't you go to the surface? Turn into an aurora. At least you have a chance to come back."
The old man did not answer immediately. He leaned on a cane with both hands and stood silently outside the halo of the kerosene lamp. After a long time, he spoke hoarsely:
"I grew up in this base since I was a child. Before I was thirty, I dreamed of going to the surface to see it. By the time I was forty or fifty, I was no longer curious about everything on the surface. Later, I lived in a darkroom for three more years. At eighty years old, I no longer have the courage to set foot on the surface.
I have placed my whole life on Aurora Base. Even if I die, I will die here. "
Han Meng looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Is there really someone who will live in this small underground base for a lifetime? Han Meng couldn't imagine how he survived this life and what supported him all the way to where he is today.
"Don't look at me like that." The old man closed his eyes and said,
"Only by being locked up underground and unable to see the glory above ground can one completely abandon emotions and humanity. Hundreds of thousands of people, millions of people, are just numbers to me. Only by simplifying and quantifying everything can one make the most favorable decisions for mankind at all times like a machine.
Every generation of leaders of the Aurora Base has come this way."
Han Meng was silent. He withdrew his eyes from the old man. He actually had no hostility towards the leader who initiated the "reappearance" plan. Moreover, the prosperity of the Aurora Realm in the past few hundred years was built by leaders like him.
Han Meng walked straight to the elevator shaft blocked by rubble.
"What are you going to do?" the old man asked.
"Go back to the surface." Han Meng crushed the coal in his hand, stretched out his hand and waved, a pistol automatically flew from the warehouse into his palm, "I can still fight." The old man shook his head, "The explosives have been detonated, Aurora City has long been reduced to ruins. Everyone who should leave has left. Now there is only disaster above. With your fifth-level strength, you are just going to die." "That's better than waiting to die here." "The Aurora Realm has disappeared, and there are very few law enforcement officers left in the world. Do you want to die meaninglessly in the Gray Realm, or wait for a day to come and become a law enforcement officer to protect mankind?" Han Meng stopped, "What do you mean?" The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to the base under his feet. "Although Aurora City is gone, there are still enough supplies in the Aurora Base to supply hundreds of people for a hundred years. You can stay until one day your strength is enough to allow you to walk to the next realm in the Gray Realm and leave." When Han Meng heard this, a glimmer of light lit up in his eyes, as if he was thinking about this problem seriously. "Of course," the old man smiled, "You can still accompany me, an old man who is about to die, and chat occasionally. I also know a lot of secrets about the Red Star. I have been hiding in the dark room for thirty years, and I haven't talked to people like this for a long time." After thinking for a long time, Han Meng finally looked at the sealed elevator shaft again, as if he had made up his mind and took a deep breath. "Okay." He nodded, "I will rely on my own strength to reach the next realm that day, it won't be too late." Boom! In the cold gray world, a train engraved with mysterious runes whizzed across the surface of the forbidden sea. As the ancient characters on the surface of the train and the rails flickered, no disaster approached here, and the steaming smoke floated out from the front of the train. It carried the last flame of Aurora City and rushed straight to the direction of the next realm. At this moment, the train compartment was dead silent. Whether it was the top scientific researchers in Aurora City or politicians from all sides, they all looked out the window at the dead ruins that were gradually receding, with mixed feelings in their hearts. They were the survivors of this realm, and they were also the witnesses who witnessed its demise.
When the aurora dissipated, they truly realized that the peace and prosperity in any realm was just a temporary illusion. The Aurora Realm was not the first to be destroyed, nor would it be the last. Even if they escaped this disaster, what about the next time?
In this gray and desolate world, where is the future of mankind?
In such a depressing and silent atmosphere, a woman sitting by the window quietly opened the notebook in her hand.
In the front of the notebook, there was a reporter's daily record and analysis of various cases encountered, and in the back was a long description of a certain plan. When she turned to the last page, it was a passage of inner words similar to a monologue.
"Yes, I don't know how far humans can go in this disaster, but I believe that we will never stop."
"Aurora City is a failure, but it is also a success. Our souls will accompany the Aurora and stay forever above the Aurora Realm. The three hundred years of efforts we have made for mankind will become the torch for mankind to continue this grand relay and light up the road ahead."
"Now, we will pass the torch on."
"Next realm, next realm, as long as the train is still roaring in the steam, as long as the sun will rise from the east, as long as the kites in the hands of children will fly in the sky, one day, we will survive the cold winter."
"Finally"
"May the Aurora never disappear."
The first volume, the people in the play, is over.
The next volume, painted red faces.