More and more people stopped, more and more people were listening, and they wanted to know even if it was just news related to it.
In a dark world, people long for light, and in despair, they long for hope.
Hui Jian looked at the huge pit not far away and the people standing by the pit, and said with some excitement: "Diga protected us time and time again in the past. Now Diga is in danger. It's our turn."
Come to help him, a fellow human being.
Pass our voices to Diga, let him know where to go in the darkness; pass our light to Diga, illuminate his way home; pass our strength to Diga, and
He fought side by side."
The sonorous and powerful voice of Jianjian Hui echoed in each shelter and reached the ears of countless people. Many people couldn't help but stand up and wanted to take action immediately so that Diga could come back quickly and dispel the darkness.
But...
"How to pass light to Diga?" Someone asked doubtfully, 'light' is not a thing, it can be seen but not touched, and even if it is a touchable 'thing', Diga is not in front of him.
How to pass it over?
"I don't know!"
The people around me were also confused. You looked at me and I looked at you. They didn’t know what to do at all. They even began to wonder if this was the nonsense of the victorious captain. Otherwise, why would he still say it?
What about such foolish words as "sending light to Tiga"?
"Yeah, how to deliver it?"
"There is light in our hearts, but where is it?"
"Who knows?"
"..."
People were talking a lot, and the shelter became extremely noisy, but no one had any constructive opinions. They were just discussing for the sake of discussion, and some even said frustrated words.
"What, I think it's just nonsense."
"That is, if it can be done to pass the light to Tiga, why don't their victory team do it?"
"Yes, TPC doesn't have advanced technology and there are so many people. They can't do it. How can we do it?"
"..."
In another place, Qianye Cheng heard the singing in the darkness. It was sad, lingering, and full of longing and sadness. He could no longer lie down relaxedly, and his calm heart fluctuated violently:
Aihot is still absorbing the darkness of the 'deep sea'. Just one head is so powerful. When it becomes a complete body, this planet, no, this universe will be shrouded in darkness, and by then there will be countless civilizations.
Perished in darkness, countless lives died in despair.
No, absolutely not!
Qianye Cheng opened his eyes with great difficulty. The usual actions in the past were so difficult to do now. A piece of 'snowflake' floated above, exuding a faint luster, becoming the only light in this endless darkness. The singing was just right.
It came from it, Maya was standing there, calling him.
"Maya..."
Qianye Cheng looked at this extremely weak light and stretched out his hand with great difficulty, trying to catch it: "Give me strength, I will... continue to fight, and I will... protect everyone.
,Light...Give me light..."
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In the shelter, Zhi Shu was held in the arms of her grandma and saw the tablet standing on the ground. The bright screen showed Diga as the wallpaper, which was taken by the Feiyan when Diga first appeared. Behind Diga is a brightly lit city, and in front are burning ruins. He descends in despair, blocking destruction and bringing hope.
Tiga's actions made Zhi Shu's eyes suddenly widen. He immediately struggled out of grandma's arms, stood upright, raised his arms, raised his clenched fists above his head, and shouted with the loudest voice
: "Diga!"
The slightly immature but extremely firm voice spread in the noisy shelter, causing the people around him to look over. Some were confused, some were puzzled, and some were stunned. They didn't know why this child suddenly made such an action. The adults looked at it in confusion, but the children saw it, imitated Tomoki's movements, assumed the same posture, and shouted: "Tiga!"
"Diga!"
"Diga!"
The childish voices sounded one after another, allowing more people to hear and more children to see, and then they followed up with the same actions, and the relay generally spread further to the refuge.
People recognized this action as the pose that Diga had put on many times. Whenever a monster appeared and everyone was greatly hurt, fearful, and desperate to the point of collapse, Diga would be there.
Appear in the light.
This posture has become a symbol of Tiga, representing hope and vitality, and can dispel fear and despair.
The adults looked at it in confusion, shook their heads and sighed.
Is it possible that the children think that this way they can pass on light and power to Tiga?
It's really naive, it can't be that simple. If it worked, the victory captain would definitely have said it and done it long ago. What can a group of children do if even TPC can't do it? p>
Then they saw something unbelievable. Chishu's eyes were firm and his expression was firm. His eyes lit up, and a golden light emanated from him. Not only him, but also the children around him who raised their hands upward,
They also lit up one after another.
Like a spark that quickly ignited a prairie fire, the light emitted instantly overshadowed the dim lights of the shelter, becoming the most eye-catching presence, so dazzling that adults could not look directly at it.
"What... happened?" The adults looked at the children who lit up one by one in great surprise and panic. The lights on them seemed to be attracted and flew in one direction. In people's surprise
In his eyes, he flew towards the TV.
This scene not only appeared here, but also happened in many places around the world. One child after another made the action of Tiga's transformation, and one child after another emitted light, ray after ray, as if being attracted.
It flew up, followed the light quantum channel used for signal transmission, passed through the dense darkness, flew straight downward, and shone on Qianye Cheng's body.
These rays of light condensed into pieces of "snowflakes" around Chiba Cheng, showing children one after another. They have different skin colors, different ages, different appearances, different clothes, and will also have different lives.
, but now they made the same action and shouted the same voice with different voices:
"——Diga——"
Everyone's voice is not that loud, but when they are gathered together, even the darkness cannot block the roar like a tsunami. It echoes in the endless darkness and spreads far and far, allowing many, many people to hear it.