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Chapter 892 Chapter 890 · "Dad."

"Do you like this kind of work?" Li Mingyue said in front.

"Huh?" Su Mingan responded.

"Residents in the relief city, thanks to them, let their precarious lives survive, let them continue to have impossible hopes, and survive in this world. Let them pray to the gods who will not pity them at all." Li Mingyue said: "This is the work of the church. Do you like this kind of work?"

Su Mingan was silent for a while, then slowly said:
"do not like."

"It's a pity, I was thinking, if you like this kind of job, you can take over my job in the future. In this way..." Li Mingyue's voice paused:

"Even if you don't go to the college entrance examination, don't go to Beiqing University, don't get in touch with the Department of Urban Protection...you don't have to do these things. It's all fine. You can stay in this city for the rest of your life, and become the anchor with Su Luoluo The city also recruits civil servants, you can try it, you can get married, and your life can be happy."

Su Mingan was slightly taken aback.

What Li Mingyue said seems to be saying that if he continues to follow the main quest, something unfortunate will happen—it seems that only staying in a small town and not taking the first step from beginning to end is the luckiest ending.

……

【But with your fate line, you are the luckiest now, Shao Qing. Li Mingyue still bowed her head and said to herself: "Being locked up to get blood is already your luckiest fate line."I have seen thousands of futures for you, and none of them are more fortunate than this one. "]

……

Su Mingan immediately remembered the passage of the national teacher Li Mingyue in "The Kingdom of Lou Yue", which seemed to overlap with the modern Li Mingyue's words at this moment.

But unfortunately, it is impossible not to follow the main line if you want to pass the level perfectly.

If he was an ordinary player with not so many responsibilities on his shoulders, he might really end these 20 days happily, not trampling on his own bones step by step, and going to the most dangerous and craziest place step by step.

Enemies against the gods, confronting other-dimensional civilizations, and relying on drugs to maintain sanity like a lunatic.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

Su Mingan shook his head: "The definition of happiness is not to deceive oneself. I don't want the tragedy in this city to happen endlessly. Even if there is a happier ending, I want to face the truth more directly."

……

——[Even if there is a HAPPY END, I would prefer a TRUE END. 】

……

Li Mingyue turned her head and stared at him.

The shadows of the two stretched long, and the white feathers fluttered in the sky like melting snow.

The eyes of Su Mingan and Li Mingyue meet, the two of them seem to be in a subtle state of stagnation, and the sound of flying feathers is very clear.Until Su Mingan spoke——

"I want them to be happy, and this happiness is not equal to anything, unique."

"Really?" Li Mingyue actually saw his hesitation.

"Yes." Su Mingan's words were much firmer.

"Is this your truth?" Li Mingyue asked again.

"Yes." This sentence is decisive.

"...Okay." Li Mingyue's voice seemed regretful, but also relieved.

Su Mingan glanced back, and Lu Shu followed silently.Lu Shu was so afraid of disturbing him that he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Meeting Su Mingan's eyes, Lu Shu was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously smiled.

Su Mingan nodded and turned his gaze back.

"Didn't the tragedy of this city get out through the news? People living in other cities, do they know what happened here?" Su Mingan asked about the tragedy of this city.

The news on the street is full of advertisements for lipsticks, cosmetics, and health care products.Out of tune with this city full of pain.It's like two worlds, one day and one earth.

"Even if it arouses public opinion, it will only be buried by more and more gossip incidents. Even if people outside know what happened in the city, they will be emotional for a while and soon forget it." Li Mingyue said indifferently: "Tragedies in society are not It is rare, many tragedies have caused a sensation, even if people were very angry at the time, but they are tired enough to live, and they will be forgotten after a while. The entertainment-oriented Internet will cover up all the haze."

"The coalition government is very good at using the Internet and public opinion." Su Mingan said with emotion.He has seen many tragedies covered up because of the Internet.All icebergs are hidden under "happiness" and "entertainment", it seems that only gossip stars can make people care.

They were walking in the direction of the church when they heard a loud bang.

"boom--!!"

It seemed to be a loud noise not far away, and in an instant, a violent wind wave came, mixed with the smell of gunpowder and violent yellow sand, and the huge shock wave overturned the house at the end of the field of vision.

In an instant, people screamed in fear from all directions.Several crow-like planes flew across the sky, and pitch-black objects fell from the sky and fell into the city.

"That's..." Su Mingan propped up the barrier and asked in surprise, "Air strike?"

He didn't expect that someone would unscrupulously drop shells in the city-this is a city with tens of 10 people!

Li Mingyue looked up at the fleet in the sky:
"The old Holy See often slaughtered cities and villages for no reason. After the "First Joint Agreement", the world's focus was all on the Dream Watchers, and the military power was taken away. The old Holy See became more and more unscrupulous. They always took pleasure in killing people, creating negative emotion."

"Is this group of people purely bad?" Su Ming'an couldn't understand—someone would want to destroy the world so much, and creating negative emotions would only make the aliens on the front line stronger. The old Holy See was a group of anti-social elements?

"Boom-boom-boom-!"

The flames continued to emerge, like growing mushrooms.

The sound of bombing rang in my ears one after another, and people fled here and there like fleeing mice.An old man was killed on the spot, and the mother took the child to hide in the air-raid shelter in a hurry.The sound of the eaves falling could be heard endlessly, and everything in front of them collapsed like a sandcastle.

"Help—help!!"

"why why why!"

"Help me, don't, don't vote here! Mom—"

One after another, sparks bloomed on the ground, rapidly expanding in all directions, engulfing houses and fleeing residents.The sound of the cannon rang, and there was a tinnitus in the ear.

A total of twenty shells fell on this devastated land, and flames continued to bloom on the earth, mercilessly depriving lives.

Cities in such remote areas have no protection system at all.The old world is almost the same as the end of the world, only the coalition government still maintains its superficial decency.

Su Mingan never expected that the life in a small town was peaceful one moment, and suddenly turned into a terrifying scene of war in the next moment.

Li Mingyue burned the talisman and used a huge barrier to block the shells in this area, but the farther area could not be protected.

Loud noises rang in Su Ming'an's ears over and over again, and 10 minutes later, only miserable cries and mutilated bones remained.

"Ah-ah!"

"Help, help me..."

In just 10 minutes, the scene in front of him completely changed.There was crying, sadness and despair everywhere.

Su Mingan rushed to Su Luoluo's house.

Hard heat-resistant weapons are only possible at the fourth level, and Su Luoluo is only at the first level.Su Mingan can only hope that the shells did not fall into the area of ​​her house.

Arriving at the gate of Su Luoluo's house, Su Mingan raised his head——

He saw it—under the dark clouds, a collapsed ruin.

...Obviously, her home was not spared, and was even very close to the explosion area.

Among the flying ash, bright red flocculent substances float in the air, the tip of the nose is full of the smell of blood and gunpowder, and the skin can feel the scorching heat in the air.

"Su..." Su Mingan took a few steps forward, and the bricks and tiles under his feet kept making "creaking" sounds.Dust and broken tiles covered everything.

A half-exploded Dream Patrol helmet rolled into the ruins, leaving a smear of pink graffiti. This is her helmet.The sofa and chair next to it could be vaguely seen, and even the cotton of the sofa had turned black.Several scorched photos were stacked among the bricks, and the little girl with purple pupils smiled brightly on the photos.

An arm and limb lay quietly between the steel bars, the skin was scorched black, the nails had been blasted to pieces, and the broken wine bottle was still tightly held in his hand.Su Mingan immediately squatted down to check, and found the tattoo on his arm - it was Su Luoluo's father's arm.

What about her?She had gone home, and she could only be near her father.

Her house is not big, and her father is here, so she can only be among the ruins.

"Click, click, click."

Su Mingan lifted the wooden blocks, dug away the bricks and tiles, used the priest's staff as a digging stick, pried off the stone bricks one by one, and dug down bit by bit.Li Mingyue has been standing quietly behind him, holding a thick book in her hands, she doesn't know what she is thinking.

Until 10 minutes later, Su Mingan dug up all the nearby open spaces, only to see broken pieces of cloth and incomplete limbs, unable to identify who these were.

Su Mingan looked at these strands of flesh and blood, and stopped digging.

In the world of ruins, war is a common occurrence.In the 72 years of Kaiusta, the number of casualties exceeded 50 billion.There are countless cities that have been bombed.

But only when he is actually presented in front of Su Mingan, can he intuitively feel what each red dot of war on the command map and the number of tens of millions of casualties reported to him by his subordinates represent.

……too suddenly.

……too weird.

That's what war is.

"Su... Luoluo?" Su Mingan stood up straight, standing among the ruins everywhere, looking at the unidentifiable corpse in the open space, he was at a loss what to do.

No one responded to him.

Nearby, there are many people like him who are digging. They are dressed in rags, and they are digging the collapsed ruins frantically with their hands. Their arms are covered with blood, their nails are broken, and they are crying out the names of their relatives while digging:

"Shanshan—Shanshan—!"

"Xiao Le! Come out! Come out! Shout out, okay?"

"Mum—where are you, Mom!"

Su Mingan looked back at Li Mingyue, who was looking at the sky.

"If it was the bomber of the old Holy See, the fuselage would have a built-in self-explosion system. Once the pilot is killed, the self-explosion system will be activated immediately." Li Mingyue said to herself: "It is impossible to intercept, this explosion will inevitably happen..."

Su Mingan stepped back step by step, looking at the incomplete pink dream patrol helmet on the ground, his eyes were a little dazed.

...Where is Su Luoluo?
until--

"Little Yunduo."

In an instant, the red and black in the sky rose up with the wind, and seemed to be blown away a little.

A trembling voice came from behind:
"...Little Yunduo."

Su Mingan turned his head and saw a confused girl with purple eyes coming from another building that was still in good condition.Her arms were covered with bright red blood, and her voice was mixed with crying.

She didn't seem to have expected to encounter these things suddenly. This air strike was too sudden, and the war was so merciless.Without any warning, just twenty pieces of metal took the lives of countless people.

Su Mingan was taken aback for a moment, and then she was sure that the dusty face was Su Luoluo.

"Little Yunduo."

The girl called him for the third time.

Standing between the fire and the thick fog, she coughed and walked towards him, her eyes were full of fear and fear, and her voice was like a trembling wheat sieve.

"Originally, I had a little money, and I planned to send my mother to the hospital for cancer treatment this morning... I asked my father in the morning, and I asked him if he wanted to send my mother off together. He said he didn't, and he wanted to stay at home and drink... Su Luoluo said tremblingly: "Who knows, the shells will fall on my house, but the hospital is safe and sound..."

She saw the mutilated body of the man in the ruins, and felt the impermanence of fate.

If he could go and see his mother off, would this death not happen this time?
Her expression was like crying and laughing, like relieved, but also like sad.

(End of this chapter)