Save Tomorrow's Ark with Game System

"Do you think I'm like a guy with a psychological problem?"

In a ruin on the upper right side of the ruins of Checheng, a Carters girl with long cherry pink hair looked at a fairly complete building in the distance with her lips moving slightly. Her hands were held tightly The hilt of the knife was trembling slightly, as if she was patient. The girl's hand was very white, especially the hand she held the hilt of the knife, and the protruding finger joints were filled with a bleak white color, and she was now The eyes are the same as those with no color.

"From your daily performance, it's not like. In human 'common sense', a comedian who looks a little stupid and not very lucky often causes a burst of laughter is the least likely to have mental illness. In fact, the diagnosis that Garville gave you is not wrong, even if she does not have a psychologist license.”

The sound of Gorgeous Eagle was ringing in Valentine's skull cavity. He blinked his eyelids hard, moistening his dry eyes because he had been staring at the distance for a long time. After a brief blur of vision, Valentine's eyes were Several figures behind a bunker in the square in front of the building attracted.

Although he could see someone there, Valentine could not see the specific appearance of those people because of the distance, but he could also guess the other party's identity.

One of the teams sent by Rhode Island, Meteor, Frost Leaf and Jessica. The two guys with black-blond figures around them should be Dr. and Amia.

There is no way, the Frost Leaf's big axe and the Meteor's heavy crossbow are too distinctive and cannot be ignored.

And it means that the doctor and Amiya will appear here...

"How long do you want to hide? The little bugs in Rhode Island?"

A crisp male voice echoed in the square, and Valentine's mind was filled with the pale face and a sickly excited smile. He grinned his mouth and gritted his teeth, and turned the The damn image was thrown out of my mind.

After Mephist said this sentence with extremely obvious provocation like playing a cat and mouse game, the only answered him was the sound of the whimpering wind in the ruins. Although Frost Star is not present at the scene now, the Watt Lunding couldn't feel the warmth of spring, nor did he not have the coldness of the bone marrow that Frost Star penetrated into his bone marrow like a needle. He had only pain like a sharp blade, cut his heart one by one, and boiling blood was shed. Condensed instantly by the cruel past.

Valentine was a man who lived in Chernobyl for two years, and that was the happiest and most painful time since he came to this world. The establishment of the Chernobyl Doctor and Teachers Foundation, the Growler Gang Reform plan, strengthening personal qualities movement... The boy immersed in his dreams constantly squanders his time, using the resources in his hands and his long-term dreams to build a world he wants to see, even if the world only has appearances.

Then it was winter a few months ago, and Valentine's imagined world was destroyed.

Just like he has always been.

Valentine's eyes moved away from the Meteorites' hiding place and moved to the building. The building was really burly, and even if it was destroyed by natural disasters, it still looked like a giant. He recognized the building It was the headquarters of a gang. He forgot which one was specifically because he had already swept those guys into the memory recycling bin.

Moreover, this building also appeared in the main plot. Although that scene has not appeared yet, Valentine could vaguely see some strangeness on the outside of the building.

Some black things, the same size as humans, were hung on it, forming a double helix logo that integrates the characteristics of movement. Below those "things", dark red things like blood are flowing all the way to the ground.

On it, it looked like a broken curtain, covered with oil and dust. The whole sign Valentine didn't feel anything related to life, and there was only endless black and dead energy wherever her eyes reached.

Valentine felt a little hurt in her eyes and looked up at the sky. Thank God, the weather is not good today. The clouds in the sky are thick like snow in the middle of winter, and there is a layer of opaque dust on it, which looks like it is

Just like night, Valentine recalled the day when Checheng fell, the day when he woke up from his dream, the first day that made him start facing himself in this world.

"Damn it, every place here makes me feel uncomfortable, even the air smells so bad, a scent of sulfur."

Valentine's cheeks shook, raised her hand and slapped her nose, and moved her eyes away from the building and looked around, as if she was observing the surrounding environment. However, his eyelids blinked a little too frequently.

It's right.

"No one will make a fool of themselves for no reason, and even clowns will become normal when they take off their masks. But for those people, perhaps this way to get laughter from others is the easiest way they can get.

Consolation.”

Valentine stopped turning her neck.

He sighed.

"Who cares?"

No one cares.

Parents? No, no, a mature and filial child will not let his wounds be expressed in front of his parents. They have already suffered enough pressure on their growth and are now in the upper hand and old age.

If you have the most difficult stage of your life, don’t add any more difficulties to them.

What's more, depression is a "disease" that cannot see any "wounds".

If Valentine was a rich child, he would not hide it because his parents had enough money to take him to undergo psychological recovery. Unfortunately, Valentine's family was not rich in his previous life, so the money he had to go to college was already

Is it a big burden, so I will take out the money to see a psychologist?

Where is there?

OK, this accumulates more and more severely, and finally it travels through time.

"But now, right?"

There are indeed those two girls, Valentin could feel the other person's sincerity. But let's not talk about whether they would like their own appearance in their previous life, if they still liked their impossible problems, they would just be able to do so.

Lunding's feelings for them did not allow him to reveal his condition.

No one doesn't want the person they like to be happy all the time. Maybe confiding will bring positive effects, but Valentine doesn't want to do that.

"It doesn't matter. Your psychology is getting better and it gets better over time."

"Fellowship... is such a magical thing. One of the few existences I can't understand, even if I have it..."

A voice interrupted Valentine and Kaoru Zhengyu's discussion. It was Mephist's voice, which was still so harsh, but this time his tone was filled with uncontrollable joy.

"Ah, ah, don't you want to come out? Don't think I didn't see your reinforcements. OK. Forget it, I have something to show you. You will like it. Speaking of which - since the beginning, we have to take over the whole thing.

Chernober...wait, wait, wait for so long... finally waited for this moment - this moment of revenge on Usas and those who persecuted us infected! However,

What about these guys from this city? They escaped. They reacted quickly. They escaped before we started. They unlocked the area lock and drove the horse.

We use all means of movement - but where can they escape? Our compatriots have long been lurking in various urban areas, looking for opportunities. In the end, they were caught up by us and received the punishment they deserve.

Cowards, these perpetrators, how should we deal with them? Of course - let them be a symbol! A symbol that declares that all injustice in infected people will eventually be destroyed - yes, that is, the integration movement

The logo of the word - let them all become symbols of horror! You guys, go and light that logo! Light up the surroundings!"

"yes!"

A team of integrated sports soldiers responded loudly, and the sound echoed in the square without realizing it.

Valentine turned her head and didn't want to see what happened next, but he couldn't help but turn his head, and the cervical spine made a creaking sound, which made his eyes aim at the dark building.

This was not what Jiao Zhengyu did, it was his truest thought.

"Come on, illuminate the city! Let Rhodes see the end of the weak oppressors!"

Valentine clenched her teeth, her eyes widened, and her bloodshots were covered with blood. Even if her eyes were sour, she would open her eyes to look at the place that was about to burn.

"I suggest you don't watch..."

Jiao Zhengyu reminded Valentine, but before he could finish his words, a fire illuminated the sky directly.

Buzz.

A gunpowder exploded in Valentine's brain, and the burning flames were directly imprinted on his iris and would never disappear.

————————Hate will pass, but will not be forgotten—————

What is that?

"A furnace of vicious and madness."

This was the only thought in Valentine's mind when she saw the double helix burned by flames, Frost Leaf's most appropriate evaluation of that thing.

The red flames ignited instantly above the building, reducing the temperature of the entire ruins to below zero. Valentine had never seen the nausea of ​​jumping. Such a sensational tongue of flames, his stomach began to churn, his feet began to tremble, and his head was over.

His ears drooped down and pressed against the back of his head. The joints of his fingers bulged wildly as if they were about to break free from the constraints of his skin. The hilt of the compound knife willow leaves was snatched by him.

This is based on life and dignity, poured with fuel of resentment and desire, and burned out pure madness and despair.

Even between a hundred meters, Valentine could see the corpses. None of them were complete, either with arms or legs, most of them had no heads, only one alone

The clothes on the bodies were fragmented, as if they were scratched by the claws of wild animals. Even in the fire, they kept floating and trembling, as if those people were not really dead, and their souls were trapped in

These ragged clothes were ignited by sin, and once again suffered the punishment that even demons would despise. The corpse was exposed not the skin but the bright red tissues and organs, which crackled in the flames, occasionally bursting out a blood

The bubble, like a burning soul crying, turned into bullets and plunged directly into his ear canal, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

Since the sin began to burn, Valentine never looked away. His eyes pierced directly into the double spiral sign like an awl, rushed into the cold flame, and stopped moving.

Perhaps, in terms of emotions, he is an invisible shaking M, but in the face of this scene that makes people feel uncomfortable from the inside out, Valentine reacted the same as everyone else, just wanted to look away as soon as possible and forget as soon as possible

This picture of blaspheming the title of "man" and forgetting it forever.

But Valentine couldn't do it.

To this day, he dreams of Chernobyl on the day he fell in his sleep, of the screams and howlings that were like falling into hell, of the crazy laughter and words that even the devil would be frightened, and,

Just like the scene where he was holding back his impulse and letting himself keep watching, Valentine will never forget these, never forget the flame, and never forget this double helix logo!

That was the first time Valentine felt the warmth between people after coming to this world! That was the first time Valentine felt home in this world! That was the ridiculous attempt to realize himself

The first stop of dreams! The dream of that harmonious utopian!

It was burned by a ball of fire! It was destroyed by the integration movement!

That charity foundation, the youth who have reformed themselves, the civilian teachers and doctors who have begun to gradually improve their lives, the ordinary people who have been harmed by the evil actions of the Usas government!

Maybe... maybe give him some more time to let Vera and the teacher read more books and learn about the ridiculous lies of the infected person of the ruler. Maybe, maybe the proletariat will have a better cradle, maybe this

Lenin in the world will appear, at that time, at that time...

It all disappeared from Mephist's soul attack.

Whenever I think of this place, Valentine's body can't stop trembling. Why is it always so easy for those villains to gain strength? But the one who deals with those villains in the early stage is like himself?!

Fuck if I could recognize the difference between myself and Talula earlier, get some attention from that ridiculous dream earlier, and treat the Terra world as a reality rather than a dream earlier, then these fucking things will be

It won't happen!

Now, Valentine woke up and began to open her eyes to see this dark world. The harmonious society on earth is gone forever, and Chen Yue's thinking should have swept into the garbage dump.

Who is he now?

Valentine.

A silver-haired man with blue horns is not the ostrich college student who wears glasses and can't sleep all day long.

Even if he still wants to go back, he wants to go back to his parents...

But that feeling, the desire to return to Earth as soon as possible...

It is inevitable that it is getting shallower.

Becoming shallower.

In this world, he is Valentine, not Chen Yue.

If you want to go back, you have to save the world; if you want to save the world, you have to explode these evil forces, ore diseases and natural disasters; if you want to explode these guys, you have to improve your strength; and if you want to improve your strength

...

In addition to source stone and sweating, there is another method that is not so obvious but can accelerate the improvement of oneself.

Remember hatred.

When he was confronted by the guards at Longmen, Valentine said that he was a good man, on earth and in the world of Terra. He had an unrealistic dream that was world peace, no campus violence, no malicious fraud.

There is no war, no one is full of warm and beautiful world for human violence. Even in this place that is countless times darker than the earth, he has not changed this dream.

He was once extremely weak and had no power to resist. Now he lives for a lifetime and has the power to start fighting for his dreams.

This seems ridiculous, Valentine knows it. However, even if that utopia cannot be realized, he will try his best to get the places he can affect like his dreams.

Because I have suffered pain, I am so eager.

But even so, the road was still full of thorns, and Valentine could only move forward in the darkness with his still not-so-powerful power. As for the warmth and flames he had found...

"Even if I can't beat it, I will bite a piece of his meat before I die, chew it into my stomach and curse him in the most vicious words."

Some people should not be born to live in this world.

Because what they did insulted the word "man".

This is the case with the Black Dragon, and so is Mephist...

A faint flame covered Valentine's body, emitting an insignificant light before the burning sin.

He engraved the fire deeply into his eyes and his heart with a knife, just like the former Chernobyl.

A tear fell on the ground, turning red like fire.

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"How long will you hide? That rabbit from Chernobeller? Just now, you guys touched it quietly. I thought you were going to do what you were going to do. As a result, you could only watch silently...

It's really boring. It seems that you have brought a lot of people?"

Looking at Amiya and her group standing in the square slowly walking out of the bunker, Mephist smiled fiercely.

"Did you do all these?"

Amiya slowly raised her hand and pointed to the square in front of her. On the square, not only was the double spiral sign on the surface of the floor burning, but also the limbs of people tied together and erected with wooden sticks on the square.

Head...

It is like stars, but it emits an extremely fishy and sinful light.

"Of course - without using terrifying means, how to reduce losses. As long as one-tenth of people die, it can intimidate the remaining nine-tenths of people. This is the most effective measure to reduce casualties.

Woolen cloth."

Mephist's tone was extremely relaxed, and even showed off a little. Judging from the corner of the guy's mouth, he seemed to enjoy the satisfaction of boasting about his "strategy" in front of the enemy.

"...Doctor. I am no longer the same as I was at that time. Although you don't remember - yes, I was timid and fragile at that time, and I was easily scared... Only by relying on you can I move forward

Let's go - maybe I still look like that. But now I have seen enough tragedies. Of course, I don't want to see this happen again... but not facing them is

No! Because I want to remind myself. I can't retreat yet-I still have to continue fighting!"

Amiya ignored the bastard in front of her, pulled her hand out of the doctor's palm and covered it.

This is destined to be an uphill battle, and more and more soldiers around must have shown that this is an ambush, but Amiya doesn't want to leave just like that. At least, before that, she wants to teach this bastard a profound lesson.

"Ha, look around. Do you think there is any point in continuing to fight? Since you gave up such a good opportunity to escape at the beginning, you want to leave now..."

Before Mephist finished speaking, he glimpsed a red figure in his aftermath, causing him to jammed his words.

Long cherry pink hair, long ears, knife held in the hand, and...

Her blood-filled eyes and her teeth that were clenched with crazy grin, were full of hatred for eating meat and drinking blood on her face.

It was the most dazzling meteor above the ruins of the city. The tail behind it was so sharp that it could cut the air. The unsatisfied anger filled the entire space!

Yataka Fire Groove!