War in Heaven

Once upon a time there was a man who seemed to be the embodiment of "emptiness."

In the first ten years of his life, he was almost uninterested in everything around him. Even when he wrote a text in the school and wrote the title "My Ideal," he didn't know how to write it:

The students have the ideal of being "big" - become scientists, become astronauts, buy Disneyland, and become the richest person in the world...

Only he has no desires, just like a mechanical, flat every day.

Even if he grew up with his peers in school, this guy seems to be living in an isolated island. He has no common topics with his classmates. He is also silent in his life, like a lonely soul.

- He can't find something interesting. This situation is even worse than being manipulated.

After all, even if you are embarrassed, you will have a clear goal, but he is like a corpse, and even the meaning of his existence can not be found.

Then one day, he saw the "tree house" of the primitive tribes of Africa on television, and finally got the first ideal in life - building a tree house and spending the rest of his life alone.

Of course, even this ideal has been ruthlessly ridiculed by relatives. After all, in this era when most people are rushing into the city, it is really stupid to go to the wilderness to cover the tree house. Moreover, even his parents would not allow him to really live in the woods.

As a result, he lost his ideal again and restored his previous state of paralysis. Until five years ago, the miraculous "in-the-brain imaging technology for entertainment" appeared.

The guy who has always had no interest in the real world has found its meaning in the virtual world. It is completely different from a heavily polluted industrialized city. With the use of intra-brain imaging equipment, you can enter a real "different world"!

No annoying noise, no smog and acid rain, no other people's weird eyes. In his view, the virtual world is much more "pure" than the real world. If it is not necessary to be bound by the human body, the virtual world is more suitable for living.

Then the man began to try to find "friends" in the virtual world, even...

Standing in the middle of the **** field, the man who was seriously injured, reaching out to hold the boy's wrist, the power is amazing:

"So, the man just found the 'family' and will die under the knife of his family. What do you think... What about this story?"

"Ah, ah..."

Jane’s body madly twitched, and the sickle in her hand suddenly collapsed, and the fragments that turned into sparkles dissipated in the air:

"I...and...do not want to..."

The young man who served in the Soviet superpowers for the first time experienced the feeling of having a "family", but now he is destroying it all by himself.

"I will do it again..."

The young man squatted to the ground, and the "heads module" behind the neck illumined the dazzling red light. Lin Chi used his left hand to hold Jane's back neck and tried his best to tear the thing down.

When I encountered the "head module", the burning pain was transmitted to the palm through the bone. But even so, Lin Chi did not let go, just exhausted all his strength and slammed it -

Hey!

In the neck of the boy, a large piece of flesh flew out. In the blood of the sky, a square piece of metal flew out, and Lin was thrown on the ground, and the foot stepped into pieces!

With the disappearance of the leader module, the dark eyes of the Jane changed back to the original green color, and the whole person was unable to fall to the ground and the wound on the neck was still bleeding.

"Okay..." Lin said in a low voice, and spit out an old blood in his mouth.

Then, with the teenagers around him fell to the ground, and the strength of the move was gone.

He knows that although the leader module of Jane has been removed, they are still in the closed area of ​​Pulse Entertainment. If they don't leave, they will be worse when the "manager" in the execution of the executioner arrives.

However, the current Lin Chi, even the strength of the move is gone.

The pain of dozens of wounds in the whole body broke out together. Even if you know that it is a virtual space, it is completely unbearable. This level of pain is no longer solved with "psychological cues."

- So, are you dying here?

Realizing this, Lin Chi didn't say much, just looked up and looked at the **** field that was collapsing around him, as well as the boundless dark void outside the **** wall.

......

At the same time, in the real home of Lin Chi’s home, the dance robot on the sofa has stood up and turned to look at the game bin in the corner of the living room with a camera:

Frankenstein can feel that although his data is still functioning normally, there is a rare "panic" in the consciousness of thinking in absolute rationality.

"you……"

In the speaker of the robot, the electronic sound that can't convey the feelings sounded, and the Frankenstein raised his small head, staring at the game bin, waiting for the moment when the hatch opened.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, one minute, two minutes...

In the past, the door still has no signs of opening. The living room is filled with dead silence. On the city streets outside the window, the dark red lights are on.

Another night has come.

The high-speed express trains on the street are galloping in closed pipes, most of which are self-driving vehicles, carrying men and women who are just getting off work or are about to go to work, galloping in a steel-cast city.

The world is still functioning, and it won’t stop for anyone, even for a moment, but...

"You...will not come back..."

The dance robot lowered his head and leaned against the sofa like a lost soul.

Somehow, Frankenstein always felt that the man who provided himself with a "second chance" would never return.

......

boom!

Just as the executioner was still looking for a port to leave, there was a sudden loud explosion in the space behind him.

Wearing an old jacket, the pale-skinned man looked back in amazement, but saw that the **** space that had just been created by the child had begun to collapse!

"Ah?" The executioner made a mistake and screamed, lifting his thin right hand and blinking.

Although I still suspect that I was wrong, the space is indeed in a crash. That is to say... the boy who is invincible in his opinion has been completely defeated!

"What a joke..."

The executioner muttered, pulled out his own dagger "Andreia", lowered his body through the dark void, and rushed back to the **** field that was collapsing.