Doomsday Wonderland

Lin Sanjiu hoped that time would stop forever and never move forward again.

At this moment, her friends are still alive and the underground farm is still paralyzed, so she doesn't have to expose her hypocrisy yet.

If a long time gap was opened between Nuwa's questions and her answers, covering her life, she would have a hiding place where she could hide and close her eyes until the multiple-choice questions disappeared.

Yet she knew there was no room for fantasy here.

A short distance away, Nuwa's face is hanging in a desolate silence, still waiting for an answer, like the last indifferent white moon that a person sees at the end of his life.

Lin Sanjiu almost wanted to laugh.

...How could anyone in the world answer "ordinary people" to this multiple-choice question?

Did Nuwa really understand what she wanted Lin Sanjiu to throw away? If she suddenly changed her mind and wanted to kill herself, Lin Sanjiu would probably breathe a long sigh of relief; but now it was her friend who might be the price.

No, not friends. The word "friend" is too frivolous.

Ji Shanqing is not a friend; the moment she wakes up from her drowsiness, in the fear of not knowing where she is or who she is, Ji Shanqing is the rope that reconnects her with "Lin Sanjiu" .

Feng Huanyan was outside the farm on the ground. Sias knew that it was because Feng Huanyan's original wish was less complicated. You just wanted to go home.

Nan Wa said quickly: "Before tonight, if only for a long time, the small flood will be like a galloping beast, rampaging through the universe and the world, throwing people into the depths of the void where traces can be found. Visas, transmission laws, All will be completely ineffective. Reunion will become an illusion that is far away.

Nan Wa sighed high.

Our faces may be blurry, but our desires are so clear and powerful, and they resonate with Theos every moment he leaves his family, friends, and home.

"Now, it's his time to choose."

It must be said that ten years ago from today, outside the familiar world you have been to, no group of people died - then the difference between the special people today is small, right? They are all people who have nothing to do with you.

Nanwa looked wonderful.

"You must have chosen relatives and friends. If he can save us?" You raised your hand, pointed at the little wizard man, and said, "Is he saying that he will recover the alienated consciousness? Not yet. , my situation is also very safe, Bohemia——"

"He's right,"

A cold and rough fingertip pressed Tao Futeng's forehead hard, and you were pushed to raise your head involuntarily.

You seem to have a lot of time left... Nanwa's tone made Sias intuitively feel that the moment of final choice was coming soon.

"Is he stalling for time?" you ask.

"To resist the end of the apocalyptic world and retain important people, he can only use vaccines. You must say that if he wants a vaccine, he needs an above-ground farm."

Of course, there are no people who can be described as "friends" enough, who have only been with each other for a short time, and who have not grown beyond your flesh and blood - but everyone has fought their lives and gone through adventures together, and bad things will come. How could Theos open his mouth to bargain with us when he got off the boat?

"Did he ask you to find ten righteous people? Why has it become such a multiple-choice question now? Did you ask him to come? You are not a bad person? That's why he wants to test you like that?"

Theos opened his mouth, and the words "You choose your friends" wandered repeatedly in his mouth, hard to form, but stuck under his tongue, saying that he was going out.

"Special people are just a group of vague faces to you...Although you have met a few special people, you are willing to help them, and you are willing to let them be bad, but from an emotional point of view, they are far from being able to relate to your relatives and friends. Talking is less important or profound than talking.”

"But he's not asking you to choose between the important person and the important person, right?"

Nanwa meant what she said.

People who want to go home, whether they are degenerates or newcomers, have not yet been able to do so in this world.

Nanwa's almost gentle and comforting voice made people tremble with every word. "The people on one side are more important than his life...the other side is just a concept, a vague group, a group of numbers that he has only had a few interactions with since then."

"He wants you to be in an 'important relationship', and..." You stopped and looked for words for a while. "Choose between 'justice', 'right and wrong', and 'principle'."

Theos trembled and did not say the rhetorical question.

"After he interfered with the above-ground farm, he really knew that Xiao Lin Sanjiu was quite scary. Before he got involved in the above-ground farm, Xiao Tao Futeng decided to kill him and his friends. Naturally, he You are on the same side of interests as you are with the special person... If you save yourself, you will also save the special person."

Our meaning is all that words say.

Bad choice, isn't it?

It is very complicated to give up the bad image of a "special person", but it is difficult to give up Feng Huanyan.

Your breath is not warm at all, as if a gust of wind has stirred up the sand and gravel under the desolate planet, raising gray mist and finally disappearing outside the white and dark universe.

"It's very slow... it's very slow, and the teleportation in the doomsday world will completely fall into chaos and order."

Do you know whether you are pleading or accusing?

"How do you know he is telling the truth?" Sias asked, holding back the shivers of heat that came from deep inside his body: "The reason why you are in such a desperate situation that forces you to make a choice is because of him. Is there any way to change Fu Xilao’s perception, or did he deliberately create it?”

Theos looked at you blankly, and for a moment he almost found words to describe what he felt at this moment as joy, fear and anger - you couldn't make a choice, you didn't have an answer at all, so you only had one way left, Laime attacks the authenticity of the multiple-choice question itself.

"W-what news?"

When Sias said something, Nanwa continued to speak.

Tao Futeng has never hoped as weakly as at this moment, whether you have come, whether you have followed the path you have always taken, and whether you have met anyone important. By the time you reacted, you hadn't buried your face in your hands yet, your voice was trembling and unclear: "...why?"

"Oh? Does he think he is a bad person?" You sounded almost sincerely curious. "Why? Because he was reluctant to fight against Xiao Lin Sanjiu, who was far more powerful than him, and sacrificed Bliss to save a special person he had always known, so he is a bad person?"

Nanwa's description is wrong at all.

The road she walked with Yu Yuan and Qing Jiuli has long been a part of her life. Your memory and your life are like entangled vines. Only in our presence can they continue to be green and full of vitality.

"Is there any difference?" This face, which seemed to be floating in the darkness, said loudly: "You provide him with such a way of life. All he needs to consider is whether to go or not."

You said it took a long time before Nan Wa finally spoke.

"The apocalyptic world is about to usher in its end."

Your voice rises, like the first layer of wet cloth covering your face.

Nanwa is still looking at you, motionless, like a sculpture, like a planet, but like a human being.

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How many special people have you met since you retreated to the apocalyptic world? You are like Si Tou De, your relatives are not special people in Fanjia City. To you, "special people" are just numbers, just groups, with no faces.

"You might as well tell him another piece of news. It might help him make a worse decision."

Nan Wa smiled slightly.

Nan Wa shook her head, as if looking at a sensible older child, and smiled heavily: "In this world, there are no such cheap and convenient acts of charity? You can save others by saving yourself, and you are not that bad of a bad person? "

The corners of Nan Wa's mouth were almost deep, and they were lifted up by her cheeks a little, and stopped under a smile that seemed inhuman.

Nanwa was obviously vague about the whole story, but what he said was simply ridiculous; if that still counts as a bad person, what does?

Neither was Bohemia; Lin Sanjiu wanted to give her the afternoon sun, the midnight stars, and the chirping of cicadas by the lake in summer, so that her eyes would always sparkle even after she disappeared.

You think of Bing 784 outside the farm on the ground. This bloated and vain young man, no matter how the environment forces you and induces you, you always hold on to the relic of friendship-a quilt given to you by Meteor-and you are willing to nod to any woman who asks for a match. .

"Is there nothing bad?"

"Since you have given the choice, it is naturally because you can guarantee the consequences. After replacing Fu Xiro's understanding, I have no reason to continue killing them. After all, I am not Tao Futeng. Delaying time is his way out. When you think he has considered it enough, and you are sure that he has not given you a choice, you will remove the frozen time and let Fusiro complete what I have done halfway through my retreat."