Plague Doctor

Aren't you afraid of death...

How can people not be afraid of death...

Your body will stiffen, rot, and turn into nothing, but are these the most terrifying things? No, young man, these are not.

You are still young, you are all still young, and you have not yet understood what aging is and what death is...

The horror of death does not lie in physical pain. There are things more terrible than pain.

When you are young, everything is always fresh and fresh, and everything has no rotten taste, right...

However, have you ever felt that when you were a child, every day was very slow, even an hour can last a long time, and a semester can last forever, but time passes faster and faster, faster and faster, so fast that you are caught off guard. So fast that a few blinks make a day, and a few moments make a year.

It was as fast as a flood, rushing past, leaving nothing but some mess and ruin.

Chen Jiahua felt that his right hand was tightly grasped by a hand. He was obviously wearing a breathing mask, but the narrow passage made it difficult for him to breathe. The female body dragged in his arms became heavier and heavier. He wanted to let go and push it. Open, but the body seems to be stuck, frozen, and frozen.

I don't know if it's muscles or nerves, but they are being stripped of their connection to the brain, as if this is a nightmare.

The flood surged around him, and an old voice seemed to sound from it, rushing into his brain together with it, trying to occupy every thought.

"I know what you are..." Chen Jiahua said with difficulty. Maybe it was just words from his heart, or thoughts flashing through his mind. He couldn't tell whether he could still speak. "I learned it during training. ...If you want to fight for my will...I may not be as powerful as Captain Gu, but it's not that easy either..."

Fighting for your will? Why do you think your "will" is so important?

Why do you think what you have is really free will...

A very sad thing about human beings is that they need time to grow. I mean, what you call the growth of will.

No matter what kind of will you want to have or what kind of person you want to be, it doesn’t count when you are ten years old, nor when you are twenty, nor when you are thirty... Gradually you will discover more, You will change your mind, you think, you grow...and then you find that your body is no longer young, and you no longer have the strength and spirit to practice what you think. The most important thing is that you have no time, and you cannot realize what you want. Finally possessing a mature will.

Then you see some young people, stupid young people, screaming about their stupidity.

The times and world around you seem to have completely changed, but that is just another reincarnation.

Another group of stupid people mature, and then grow old and die when they finally have the willpower to do something truly great.

It is this kind of reincarnation that has always dominated us. Young people, our civilization, have always been young, too young, so young that they are naive.

No matter if another thousand or ten thousand years pass, as long as this reincarnation does not change, it will still be so childish. The main body of this civilization is not wise enough to conquer those weaknesses of human beings-but how many of these so-called weaknesses are just naivety? Arrogance, indulgence, impulsiveness, anger, sloppiness, ignorance...

"Maybe that's what young means..." Chen Jiahua tried his best to pull out his hands, and was covered in cold sweat by the torrent. "Oldness is also a weakness. Many old people are worse than young people. They are not just stupid... but much worse. ………”

That's right, because time and experience are only one of the conditions for maturity, not all.

Too many people go into the coffin carrying stupidity, but that stems from other problems, small problems within a big problem.

And you simply classify good and bad, good and evil, as I have always said, you are still young...you still have an almost delusional expectation...

Suddenly, the words came to an abrupt end, and the rational monitoring stone on Chen Jiahua's left hand suddenly showed slight cracks, which seemed to be the impact of all the floods happening around the world. Every major flood since ancient times, They all rushed towards him from this narrow passage.

First, a pure physical pain exploded from the whole body, and the beating sound of the heart seemed like the sound of bone cracking.

Chen Jiahua felt that he was rushed back to the first tomb, and the power he faced was impossible to resist. As soon as such a thought occurred, a pure mental pain burst out. He didn't know whether it was his soul, Ka or Ba. Being pulled, torn apart...

You didn't understand me. This is not because you are not intelligent enough, it is just that you are young, only twenty years old, and you cannot feel what I am saying.

Only a naive young man like you would sacrifice himself to feel noble and great.

"Why should I listen to a group of beasts dominated by darkness telling me what greatness is?"

Chen Jiahua shouted loudly, and when he was rushed out of the passage, he held his hands on the stone walls on both sides to prevent himself from being rushed back to the tomb. He knew that if he could not stop it, the force of the flood would go straight into the tomb, and it might have a devastating impact on his colleagues inside, and the mission would only fail...

But the team said before setting off, and Xiaoxu and the others also reminded that this power may be purely spiritual, like the temperature of the water here.

It's not really an unstoppable momentum, as long as you endure it mentally... just like Captain Gu did in mission after mission...

The scene of me worshiping the tomb where the hero was buried in Tianji Cemetery came to mind.

"I am young, maybe still naive." Chen Jiahua said solemnly, without completely avoiding the dark words, "You

I really can't understand what you are saying. I can't even understand what you are trying to express. But I know there are some older people who can still insist on admiring the greatness they felt when they were twenty... Have you ever thought about why you must be right? Everyone is afraid of death, even if it is to be done Everyone lives longer and has more time to realize themselves. Does it have to be your way..."

His words were as deep as a solid stone. The more he spoke, the more strength burst out in his hands, and the trembling began to become steady.

The female corpse floating in front seemed to be losing its inexplicable strength, and some of its messy long hair was hanging down.

The hand of the corpse that was grabbing him began to tremble.

It was also at this time that Chen Jiahua noticed that the rational monitoring stone on his left wrist was shattered, but he did not feel that it was overwhelmed by dark power...

On his right wrist, a black symbol mark faintly emerged.

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