From star abyss

Chapter 630 334. Late love

"I have to say, there are many benefits to communicating with you. This information is very important to us. In so many years, this is the first time we have seen a [society] that has the ability to downplay history, let alone an earth civilization from other universes. The [Secret Society] that has been transformed into.”

Diswell stood up and handed some [social] structural information to Li Ozi to help him better understand the biological structure and principles of [society].

"These information are a bit valuable!"

When Li Aozi flipped through it casually, he could see the words 'Emperor General Seal', 'Group Special Offer', and 'Commune Journal', and his eyelids twitched. Couldn't help but say:

"Just by the time these things have existed, they can be called treasures, and the content is something that narrative-level civilizations dare not disclose to the universe..."

"I like you, Leos."

Diswell was very generous. He patted Li Ozi on the shoulder and said:

"We are all hunters, and we should not hide our secrets in the first place. We have a common long-cherished wish: to kill all these invaders. The only place where these monsters who devour civilization should stay is in the abyss."

Academically, Diswell is very knowledgeable and can be said to be a [society] expert in Layer Abyss, but as a hunter, he has to fight [society] with real swords and guns to be considered his duty.

Although it cannot be said that a person who is useless is a scholar, as long as a scholar is useful in addition to chanting scriptures and reading, it is not useless at all.

The 752-year-old Diswell looked at the 28-year-old Li Ozi, and all he saw was himself 700 years ago.

Li Ozi was not in a hurry to leave. He stayed here quietly, doing nothing and remaining silent.

Diswell looked at Li Ozi for a while, seemed to be sure of something, and said:

"I once had a son and a daughter. Although the country is not perfect, it has been improved step by step with our efforts. Do you know the feeling of watching the country change with each passing day? It is like riding a rocket, with new things happening every day. Breakthroughs, good news about scientific and technological development, and good economic conditions - do you know this feeling? Our struggle can be seen with the naked eye."

Diswell recalled the past years and murmured:

"When I was in elementary school, we were still growing potatoes and fungi on the space station, saving every drop of water. But when I got married at the age of 40, our family could live on a gravity-wrapped planet... I looked at The million-ton giant ship cut through the wind and waves, trampling nature under its feet. The two children marveled at the magnificence of the ocean. My wife's chronic rhinitis was relieved a lot because of the humid environment. I was a software engineer at the time, and I could do it alone. It can feed a family of five plus a dog and two pigeons.”

Li Ozi listened quietly to Diswell's memories. There was naturally a reason why this 700-year-old old hunter was now living alone on Kailan Planet.

Players are always impatient and miss out on some good stuff.

Li Ozi is different, he is very patient.

"Looking back now, we often worked overtime at that time, often bickered and quarreled with Party A, who had cerebral palsy, and rushed for mortgages, cars, and children's education - but that should be the happiest period of my life."

Diswell crossed his hands and put them on his lap, looking out the window in a daze:

"Just when I thought I would repeat the comfortable, ordinary, normal life of a programmer, wearing a plaid shirt and riding the subway every day, and being able to support me until retirement - [society] came."

"Unlike any war, citizens have blended into our crowd. They constantly preach about the depravity, decay, and darkness of our civilization, and use various means to make our people lose confidence and cohesion. A large number of people... they I no longer love life, become negative and sink, and the quality of life declines..."

"[Society] has destroyed our entire civilization and our core 'cultural spirit'. We no longer have confidence and will fall into deep self-blame no matter what we do - for example, if we plan to invest in building a factory, citizens will mix in In the crowd, say 'This is environmental destruction! You are all bad people'."

"We plan to improve the quality of teaching, but those monster citizens lash out that 'the powerful want to monopolize education in their own hands'!"

"We plan to expand the enrollment of college students, and citizens even mock us, 'When they graduate, you will all be unemployed,' which plunges our students into deep panic."

"We plan to increase the defense budget, but they say we are 'invading other countries.' Our strength lags behind our neighboring countries, and they stand up and ridicule that we are about to be invaded by other civilizations."

Even after hundreds of years passed, Diswell was still very secretive when it came to mentioning those years. He lowered his head and said dullly:

"This has been repeated for 19 years, and [society] has become more and more powerful. After an economic crisis, it directly detonated the entire civilization. A large number of people were corrupted by [society] during the economic crisis, and they did not even bother to hide it. They were aboveboard. The ground spreads ideas in the name of [Purple Moon Society], making people give up belonging to civilization and fall into the embrace of [society].”

"There is nothing we can do about this, so we turn to narrative. Since corruption has reached its end, narrative-level civilization gives us two options:"

He took a sip of water, calmed himself down, and said:

"Either they help us blow up the planet and everything is in vain; or we do it ourselves, before [society] has arrived, cut through the mess quickly and kill all their corruptors."

Li Ozi guessed:

"You chose the latter?"

"Yes. Our civilization already had many strong men at that time. We believe that with the help of narrative-level civilization, we can defeat the invaders and change the fate of being destroyed."

When Diswell said this, he smiled bitterly:

"However, we were wrong."

"When we fought over, those corrupt compatriots had completely deviated from our cultural identity physically and mentally. They became the pawns and cannon fodder of [Purple Moon Society]. They didn't care about their identities, but our people faced Compatriots, brothers, lovers and even children, it is difficult to lift a knife and completely eliminate them."

"When we wanted to make up our minds, everything was over - Ziyue's true body came to the world. It was like a purple scorpion with a feather coat. Each feather was like a tentacle, slowly moving in space. It floats, with its pincers spread wide enough to hold the entire sun. It is covered with small crescent-shaped eyes, and anyone caught by its gaze will immediately be turned into purple ashes."

"The Omega of Narrative (24) took action, followed by four gods. They opened up a dimension and dragged Ziyue into it. What happened next? The existence of the supreme path, in front of the body of [Society], could not help but Worth mentioning! They were killed and fell one after another. Like powerless babies, they were slaughtered and crushed!"

After Diswell finished speaking, he took a deep breath and was silent for a long time.

"To this day, I still can't forget that I was floating in space like garbage, looking at my home... my children, my lover, my beloved career, the servers I worked so hard to build, my friendly friends and partners, And my dreams.”

He suppressed his blush, his eyes were filled with hatred, his face was cold and hard, and he spat out word by word:

"I was pulled, bitten, chewed, and sucked by that ugly and terrifying giant scorpion... like a ripe oyster, eaten dry and wiped clean. Nothing was left for me."

After saying that, he suddenly felt relaxed again.

"Actually, it's not that scary. After all, it's just the loss of the country and the family. It seems like no one has ever experienced it. I fell into depression and then received psychological treatment. It lasted for a long time, and I successfully walked away from the shadows. Out. I'm back to work, studying, climbing the road, have my own little company, and everything is good."

He held the teacup and said softly:

"You know, when people have money, they will feel that they are omnipotent and should take some responsibility, and I am no exception... Later, as a volunteer, I participated in another civilization that was invaded by [society] and carried out rescue operations. Work."

"As I was walking through the community to the outskirts to deliver medicine to the wounded warrior, a member of the jury suddenly came, swung a butcher knife and killed the warrior and my partner."

"But even so, I believe this is not the worst case scenario."

He raised his head and looked at Li Ozi:

"Until she turned her head and showed my daughter's face."

"'Long time no see, Dad.' She said: 'Unfortunately, I already have a new mother.'"

As he spoke, he took off his shirt at the collar, revealing a dark scar:

"Then, Lulisa, my biological daughter raised the knife and stabbed me in the heart."

"Luckily, she didn't kill me. Instead, I instinctively fought back and killed her. The blood flowed profusely and the purple moonlight shone on her face."

"'You can't kill me, Dad.' Lulisha laughed at me: 'Mother Ziyue will recycle my body, and we will be immortal.'"

Under Li Ozi's gaze, Diswell said in a deep voice:

"Since then, I have joined the Predator Association."

"You may be curious why I tell you so much... Maybe it's because I'm getting older and I'm becoming more superstitious about some mysticism and retribution. Recently, I often dream of Lulisa stepping into my dreams, screaming To kill me, and then cry, 'Dad, save me, I killed so many people' - I am too old to complete this redemption. You are young, strong, and fully capable."

"Although I don't know if this is true, but - Leos, if one day you meet a girl with pink hair, blue eyes, and a white flame tattoo on the left side of her face, please kill her for me, completely. …to end her existence.”

He requested:

"May I?"

[‘Diswell Ludonczyk’ has issued a commission to you: “Late Father’s Love”]

[You accepted the side mission——"Late Love\