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Chapter 488 Chapter 480 · "I will always love you."

[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

It's been a long time since I wrote, but I still miss you very much.

In the past few days, the second group of colleagues came to our laboratory through the black wall.

The human experiment is still at a standstill, and there are many people in the vault whose curse is on the verge of breaking out willing to cooperate with our experiment, and they have also signed a non-disclosure agreement.But none of them... none of them managed to save their lives in the end.

After they died, the curse spread from them, polluting the surrounding land, and we were forced to blow up one of the labs.

However, in this way, the guys in the engineering team can start working. Foreman Kerry rested for a long time, and finally had something to do, haha.

Our new batch of fruit was a bit rotten, I ate leftover bananas and accidentally got it on the letter, what a messy man I am. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

The experiment is still going on, but it has been at a standstill, and we are all frustrated.

We used to think that this "curse" was a biological virus that could be cured.But now it looks more like a supernatural factor.

... Dr. Lee didn't want to believe this, and he ran away, mad.

He has been away for three days and has never returned. We don't have soul stones, so we can't search for him.We are sad that the atmosphere in the lab has been oppressive.

...Okay, let's not talk about this.

Today, the flowers of the curse fire bloomed.

It is small, like a living fire, and it dances beautifully in my hand.

I remember that my daughter is six years old this year, she should be very beautiful, just like you.

I remember her birthday, August [-]th, is only two days away from your birthday, you are on August [-]th, and mine is on August [-]th.

In the past, she always liked to pluck my beard, so I developed the habit of shaving. However, since entering the vault, I have shaved countless times.

But this black wall can only enter and cannot exit. I can only wait for the next batch of colleagues who come in to send me some living supplies. I hope they can think of our lack of razors. 】

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Su Mingan continued to read, and the next letter was still trivial words.The letter writer seems to be obsessed with writing poetry, and often writes some poetry in the letter.

But even these gorgeous sentences can't hide the increasingly obvious despair and sadness between the lines. The situation of the experiment has been stagnant, and the mood of the letter writer has been deteriorating.

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

We did not control the strength of the experiment.

...the curse broke out between us.

Lao Zhang was infected with a curse, he was dying, and he left here voluntarily.

Before leaving, he wrote all the experimental data he recorded on the slate, took off his protective clothing, wore a single suit, and left with his photos on the wall.

I watched him leave in the black mist, as if I saw his soul flying easily into the distance.

Lao Zhang's hometown is in the grassland, there are flying eagles and galloping horses, I guess, he should be an eagle soaring in the sky.

There are fewer and fewer people in the laboratory, some people are crazy, some people left after being infected with the curse, none of them chose to stay and drag us down.

Pingping, I don't know what to say.

Let me read you a poem.

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"One day I wrote her name in the sand,
The big waves wash it away.

I wrote her name again,
The tide made my hard work in vain again.

'Delusionist. ' she said, 'Why bother your mind,
To make a mortal man immortal!'

'No,' said I, 'let the lowly things plot death,

But you will live forever by a good name.

Death can conquer the whole world,
Our love shall endure and life shall never die. '"

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... Poetry is beautiful, isn't it.

I remember that you like poetry very much. When you recite poems, you are very beautiful.

The Dome people said that we are a group of delusional people, and the curse cannot be removed. This is the fate they have carried for generations.

Kerry had a fight with them.He said, if the rescued people like Qiongdi are not willing to accept it, then what else are we saving?

However, we are 'saviors' and we should be more tolerant of 'saved'.I just hope that the pain of the people of Vault is taken seriously.

They're not monsters, they're just people living in different places just like us.

When I save them, I am eliminating hidden dangers that may affect our world.

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But now I am writing, writing, still very sad.

My hands are still empty.

I miss you. 】

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After that, there were still pages and pages of letters.

But the mood of the letter writers is getting worse and worse.

He no longer records the occasional hot pot, the newly acquired razor, or details the process of the experiment. His despair is like a volcano on the verge of eruption, and his sad emotions flow between the lines that are becoming more and more scribbled, which makes people watch A little suffocating.

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

Disaster struck.

Our resistance is much weaker than that of the vaulters. When the black fog at night began to penetrate into some laboratories, we were powerless to resist.

Many people died.

I miss you. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

The experimental situation is still stagnant, and more and more experimental subjects are dying in pain.Seeing their eyes before dying, I always feel that those of us who cannot save them are all sinners.

I watched a little girl die in front of my eyes. Her hand was pressed against the glass of the purification chamber, her body melted, and her blood spilled all over the floor.

Our daughter should be around her age now. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

When I got up early this morning and saw that photo wall, the photos are getting less and less.

Every person who died will sleep peacefully holding their respective photos. I look at the increasingly empty walls and feel empty in my heart.

While digging new soil for experiments, the cursed creature bit Kerry. He also said this morning that he would share his canned beef that he had accumulated for a year to satisfy his hunger.

We say goodbye to him.

He left with his can of beef. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

The laboratory was lifeless, and some colleagues had already begun to fall asleep for a long time.I understand them, it's easy to go crazy when you fail day after day in such a dark place.

But I'm not crazy yet because I miss you every day.

My beard is growing a bit, let me read you another poem. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

A new batch of colleagues came, and they told us that the plan had changed, our experiment was terminated, and we could go back.

I asked about the new plan they launched, it's called "God-Making Project".It seems to have been practiced 200 years ago, with a breakthrough in recent years.

The content of the plan seems to be to forge the oracle in the dome, hold internecine killing competitions one after another, arouse people's emotions, and create a god named "Baishen".

I don't understand what the upper classes are doing, but it's none of my business.

Over the years, I have written hundreds of letters to you. Although these letters could not be delivered to you, I glued them one by one and packed them in a cardboard box under the bed.When I get back with this carton, we can read it from the beginning together.

If... I can go back.

The Scourge of the Vault has broken out, and we're stuck in the lab. 】

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The situation described in the letter gradually began to take a turn for the worse.

The letter writer began to use complicated poetry to cover his messy thoughts and emotions.

By the end, his ink blots were getting weaker and his sentences shorter and shorter.

He was just, in various ways, kept, kept repeating,

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"Pingping, I miss you so much."

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

The dome fell into a period of natural disasters very early. The volcano erupted, and we couldn't go out. The ground was full of hot soil and high temperature.

I am a little hungry, the next batch of personnel has not come, and our supplies are getting scarcer.Now I only eat one steamed bun a day, and sleep under the quilt for the rest of the time, so it will be easier.

I have made up a new poem and read it to you, I hope you like it. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

Dr. Markwin died today.

He died of illness with a high fever.We ran out of fever reducers here, wet towels were of no use, and he died in his bed, holding a picture of his wife. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

I seem to have something wrong with my eyes today, I can't see clearly what you look like in your photo.

But fortunately, I can still see the blue sea clearly, and the red rose you gave me, the color is very bright.

It doesn't matter, I remember your appearance, it doesn't matter if I can't see you.

The laboratory is very quiet, we are all too hungry, the leather sofa has been eaten up, only a layer of cloth is left, haha, it’s not my turn. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

My body is getting weaker and weaker, and I haven't eaten for too long.

I can hardly walk.

Dr. Charlie is dead. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

The wall of photos is getting empty.

Captain Carl is dead.

I don't want to hear anything, even my heartbeat and breathing feel very noisy. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

The flower of the curse fire is very beautiful, it has not faded for more than ten years, and I wrapped it around my wrist.

We don't intend to die on the bed in the laboratory, the next batch of colleagues may come over, our dead bodies will pollute the environment of the laboratory.

We were going to die in the underpass so the dirt would cover the body too.

I sent off weak old Zack next door, who died in the underpass. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

My current beard is like a homeless man under a bridge hole, I even want to eat toothpaste. 】

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[Pingping:
Spread the letter good.

My body is getting weaker and weaker... I may go to the underground passage.

I thought of myself who buried the corpse of a colleague with soil for the first time more than ten years ago.

At that time, I probably didn't expect that I would die so late, in the underground passage, and there was no one to bury me.

I miss your mapo tofu, Pingping. 】

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Su Mingan continued to read.

Behind are all the colleagues of the letter writer, one by one dead messages.

The last page is a short text with very light ink.

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[Pingping:
There is still no sign of the natural disaster ending.

I'm dying, I'm... going to the underground passage.

But how I hope that when I open my eyes tomorrow morning, I will be on my way home.

Wicker, lilac, and evening wind.

I want to take the cardboard box and photos with you, who is 48 years old, and your 23-year-old daughter, to see the beautiful spring day.

The spring outside must be beautiful, warm spring breeze, blooming flowers, I haven’t seen spring for many years, the seasons in the dome are extreme all year round, and the air is not good.You should have spent many, many beautiful springs there, right?
What does our daughter look like now?Her hair must be very like yours, dark and smooth.Her eyes should be very similar to mine, since she was a child, big and divine.

I still remember your braided appearance. In recent years, you should have added a lot of new clothes. I still remember that you are very heroic in overalls, but you are also beautiful in skirts.

... how, how I long to meet you.

My love for you is stronger than a diamond and stronger than a rock.

My heart fills with secret joy at the thought of you, my wife.

No.

my widow.

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Don't feel bad, I don't regret coming here.

Ping Ping.

I will go against my nature, go against my instincts, and love you forever.

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——Zhao Weidong's posthumous writings in the winter of Qiongdi]

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Su Mingan closed the letterhead.

Through this family letter, he already knew what happened here.

Beyond the black wall, there is indeed a modern world with advanced technology.

Researchers like Zhao Weidong came in from the outside world to try to eliminate the curse of the people from the sky.But unfortunately, they failed, the experiment was terminated, and they even encountered natural disasters before leaving, and were trapped to death here.

People from the outside world even intentionally faked the existence of "Hundred Gods", forged the oracle of Hundred Gods, and held hundreds of people's wars in Qiongdi.

As long as you deliberately lie that "out of 100 people, the person who survives to the end can leave the cursed land", you can cause the people of the vault to fight among themselves, in order to eliminate the overpowering people of the vault, and then kill the final winner of each session to silence .

The outsiders also want the gods to come down for real, so that they can gain the power of the gods and remove the curse from the vault.

Five years ago, as they wished, due to strong belief and emotion, Baishen really came.

But he quickly turned into a barrier against the curse of the sky and died, leaving only three authorities.

The curse has not disappeared, the black wall has not collapsed, and the Hundred Man War is still going on.The outsiders are looking forward to Baishen's next arrival.

It's a never-ending wait.

This is a war that cannot be stopped.

Su Mingan only found it ironic.

The Qiongdi people set up their own cages, erected black walls on their own initiative, and sealed the curse in the Qiongdi, so as not to harm the outside world.

However, the people in the outside world deliberately took advantage of the ignorance of the people in the vault to provoke a cruel war of hundreds of people and ruled by faith.

The malice in the blood has never been curbed, and the kindness has not been rewarded.

Su Mingan stood up, walked out of the room, and suddenly saw the empty photo wall.

There are only four photos left on the photo wall that can accommodate a hundred people.They hang empty on the wall, coexisting with hundreds of hanging nails.

He suddenly remembered the words on Zhao Weidong's letter.

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[The people of the vault said that the curse cannot be removed, and this is the fate they have carried for generations. 】

[But we are 'saviors', and we need to be more tolerant of 'saved'. 】

[I just hope that the pain of the people in the vault can be faced up to.They're not monsters, they're just people living in different places just like us. 】

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Siber once said that they are the "salvation" side, it is they who set up a black wall and cut off the curse, so that the outside world is not polluted.

And Zhao Weidong said that they were the ones who "saved".They are trying to shape the gods and eliminate the curse, and they came here on their own initiative, enduring decades of loneliness, and researching the treatment plan for the vault people.

Su Mingan stood where he was.

He remembered the dead bodies holding the photos he had just passed by.

Those are the corpses of outsiders.

...they didn't have to die in the Vault.

Outsiders don't seem to be completely evil.

They are also doing "rescue".

Although the results are not satisfactory.

Though only death and tragedy remain.

He left through the small door in the corner.

The moment he pushed the door open, he found a corpse with flowers wrapped around his wrist.

It was lying in the mud, its posture was not painful, and its head was facing the direction of the ground above, as if looking into the distance.

The white coat and work badge on the corpse had been poured with soil and rotted, leaving only a bright red flower of the curse fire on the wrist.

The flower of the curse fire, it is blooming beautifully.

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[Ping Ping. 】

【I will go against my nature, go against my instinct, and love you forever. 】

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【I don't regret coming here. 】

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(End of this chapter)