The Death Knell

The black rat was clearly separated from the two men by only a thin layer of iron carriage, but he seemed not to hear the conversation between them at all.

I don’t know if it really has a special brain mechanism that can block these adult topics; or is it pretending to be confused and pretending not to hear?

None of this mattered anymore. After all, after Deadpool's testing, he found that the black rat was not on the same track as him, so he felt more at ease.

The path chosen by others is "family fun", and my movies are the kind that would be awkward to watch with my family. There is no competition for popularity between the two parties, which is good.

And to be honest, many children were very innocent and kind when they were young. They liked to watch the show "Black Mouse" and imagined that they would become firefighters or pilots in the future and contribute to their friends.

But what about when you grow up? Don’t you want to watch your own movie? Become a real person? And the taste is getting stronger and stronger

"Friends, are you ready?" At this time, the funny voice of the Black Mouse sounded again. He poked his head out of the cab with a smile on his face and said excitedly: "The little train leading to a wonderful journey is about to begin. The train has started, but do you know what to do before it starts?”

After speaking, he put his hands behind his round ears again, as if listening.

The messy children's voices once again sounded from all directions, but soon they gradually became unified, and the children shouted loudly:

"Recite the magical magic spell!"

"That's right!" The mouse nodded happily. He raised his hands like a conductor of an orchestra: "Everyone, read with me, Mary Ka Bang, Bang Bang Bang!"

Su Ming: "."

As a Supreme Mage who is not that professional, knowing a little bit is enough for Deathstroke to confirm that this is not a spell at all, but just to amuse children.

"You two big friends, don't be shy, come and recite the spell with me, otherwise the train won't be able to move." Black Mouse's eyes moved to Deadpool and Deathstroke, and he held their hands enthusiastically: "Come, read it with me again, Malika Bang, Bang Bang Bang!"

"Marika collapsed, hit the card!" X2.

This spell was too social for Deadpool. After reciting it, the bitch drooped his head, as if he had been drained of energy.

But the black mouse who got the cooperation became even more excited. He clapped quickly with joy, and then laughed like a eunuch:

"Giggle! Great, now the wonderful little train is full of energy, thanks to everyone's help. If you want it to run fast, everyone should remember to cheer it on along the way. Let's set off!"

As he spoke, he retracted into the cab and blew the whistle. Amidst the sound of the piston, the vehicle slowly moved, and in the next second, rainbows sprayed out from under the wheels on both sides and rose into the sky. !

Deathstroke struggled for a long time to enter the world of creation, solving puzzles and fighting along the way.

It was good now. It only took him a blink of an eye to leave this level. The charming natural environment said goodbye to him, and everything around him fell into darkness.

It's not that it's completely dark. After all, the little train is still shining. This light even illuminates some things in the dark in the distance, making them start to twinkle like stars.

The colorful toy train moves forward bravely and happily. Its body is painted in bright red and yellow, and the big headlights on the front of the car are like a pair of bright eyes, illuminating its front, fearlessly traveling through the endless endless. In the void of meaning.

While driving, it also played happy music loudly. The sound was not crisp and sweet, but rather sweet and cloying. It was the kind of music that would immediately remind you of an amusement park when you hear it.

This music echoed in the void, and I don't know if it brought joy and hope to anyone. Anyway, for Su Ming, he just felt noisy.

So he focused on the meaning of the journey itself, made some deeper observations and thoughts, and soon he discovered that the train was not only moving forward, but more like jumping and dancing. The flight path was like a bee flying with no direction at all.

But as for the train itself, it does keep moving forward. It seems that the road from creation to the abyss is so abstract that it cannot be seen from a conventional human perspective.

At this time, Su Ming discovered that there was a small pocket on the armrest next to his seat, which was filled with colorful candies. There was also a line written next to it, saying that it could be eaten at will.

Very good, he likes this. Even though it looks like some worthless fruit candies, why wouldn’t he want something that was given to him for free?

That's it. I finally opened it today, so it's not like I didn't gain anything.

"Here, take one." Deathstroke put a candy into Deadpool's hand. At this time, the bitch was talking to the veterans in the non-existent live broadcast room. Ever since the train started, this guy's mouth hadn't stopped. Come down, it's just that Deathstroke's brain blocked his nonsense.

Now I want to use my cousin to test the poison, so let’s temporarily cancel this shielding.

"Wow, candy? Or fruit hard candy." Deadpool is knowledgeable. He picked up the candy, looked at it, and said to his cousin: "I know that many Christian priests use this kind of candy to deceive choirs. For little boys, because hard candy takes time to eat, it allows the perverted priest to spend more time with the child. This is a little knowledge. If everyone in the live broadcast room is planning to go to the Vatican to become a priest, you can write it down. Maybe it will be used someday in the future.”

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The veterans in the live broadcast room seemed to have said something, but Su Ming couldn't hear it. He could only see the bitch showing the crooked smile of a successful conspiracy again.

So he must have gained another wave of popularity, right?

It is said that in the past life, there were many videos of people going to Disneyland playing on the Internet with good data. It seems that people like to see other people playing.

This should be a manifestation of the so-called empathy in psychology. When people see similar people happy, they will instinctively become happy; when they see similar people sad, they will also feel depressed.

If there are no such reactions, it means that the emotions are relatively weak, or the reason is too strong.

Su Ming might be the latter. Anyway, when he was working the night shift in his previous life, he never got happy watching other people eating delicious food.

But those things in the past have no connection with the current situation, and I don’t know why I suddenly remembered them.

By the way, this is the feeling. In this silent universe, the existence of the little train is like a warm story, telling courage, hope and happiness, and it can arouse people's empathy.

It moves forward tirelessly and seems to have unstoppable power and endless vitality. It makes those who ride it feel a warmth and encouragement from the human instinct, and it will also make people recall some things unconsciously.

Although there is still deep darkness around, this train lights up the void in its own way, as if to tell people that even in the darkest moments, as long as you stay happy and brave, the world will be full of light and joy. color.