Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

He walked into the tower, stretched out his hand, and put the white cylinder into the storage ring.

Seeing this scene, the monster who had previously stopped Chu Tian completely lost the light in his eyes.

The old, weak, sick and disabled who were hiding in the houses also came out one after another and gathered around Chu Tian.

Each of them knows very clearly that the reason why they are alive today is because of this column.

If they lose the column, they lose the possibility of living.

What he took away was not a column, but their only hope for survival.

Chu Tian looked at the people in front of him quietly, sighed, but could only shake his head.

"Feel sorry."

After saying that, he summoned the flying sword and left here with Liu Chen.

The people below looked up at Chu Tian and Liu Chen, and they quietly looked at the direction Chu Tian left.

After a long time, they looked at each other and fell into silence.

Once upon a time, they had many questions to think about.

How to expand, how to plant, how to breed, how to let more people survive.

And now, they only have one last question left to think about.

What to do before death.

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Chu Tian returned to the location of the huge ring.

The Heavenly Ones had not returned yet, so they were waiting in front of the ring. Neither of them spoke. Silence seemed to be the only language tonight.

"They will die."

After a long time, Liu Chen said.

He saw the power of the sun rain, and even though he had not experienced it personally, he knew very well that no one could resist such a powerful force.

Chu Tian remained silent and did not give an answer.

"Is it really right for us to do this?"

He asked again, looking at Chu Tian with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"We must do this."

Chu Tian said, but the moment he said these words, he just felt sick.

He seemed to want to spit it out and didn't know how he could say such words.

Now he knows very well that this is just him shirking responsibility.

Liu Chen looked at Chu Tian and did not speak, but chose to remain silent.

Chu Tian didn't speak either.

For a long time, he was thinking.

Not thinking about whether what I did was right, but looking for an excuse for myself, an excuse that is enough to excuse myself.

But soon, Chu Tian gave up.

Because when he wanted to say something, he held it back and tried to recall it in his mind.

He will feel that these words sound so disgusting that they can make him vomit.

Any excuse would make him feel sick and queasy.

After a long time, Chu Tian raised his head and looked at the unusually shining red stars in the distance.

"We, no, it was me, I killed them."

Liu Chen looked at Chu Tian and listened quietly.

"I don't want to defend or excuse."

"I'm not the kind of person who can say I don't care if they die."

"I'm not the kind of person who feels that he is making sacrifices for something more just and can ignore it."

"But I did it and I made the decision I thought I should make."

"If I had to choose again, I would still do it, but I would still feel guilty."

"I don't have an answer."

Liu Chen looked at the ground, silent and thinking.

He did not answer Chu Tian, ​​nor did he say anything.

Late at night, the Heavenly Dao people had not returned yet, and Chu Tian lay quietly.

There was a sound of footsteps, gradually getting farther away.