Whether it is the dying boy brought by Luca or himself, both are end-of-the-century madness.
That's just what Pluto is called.
Because his era has completely passed, he once worked under Di Biao for a period of time and saw too many powerful infected people in Luo City.
The so-called human beings can defeat monsters is a complete joke.
"There is radiation on the surface."
"Walking around in chemical protective clothing is basically the same as dying."
Yes.
Pluto doesn't care about sin, redemption, or apocalypse.
He is a complete pragmatist. Only what is practical is correct. This is the truth. No matter what the situation, he will make the most practical decision.
"That's right."
"I'm just asking you to die."
"Radiation won't kill you too quickly."
"And I only need to end you before the next minute hand completes one revolution."
Luca spoke calmly and made an offer that Pluto could not refuse.
Because of this.
He is human, the strongest human being.
Luca thought this way, compared to the living dead who had given up so much and even fear no longer existed like him, people like him had already turned into undead when they became madmen.
Next, there are a few things that need to be done.
Only a third of it is done now.
"This is the last time."
"Ghana."
"I need you to help me find someone."
"And this time...you are certain to die."
"I need you to have the thought of death to complete this last thing."
"This is your last suffering. As long as you complete it, you will be free."
"Get out of this hell we find ourselves in."
"After this, I will go back to the air-raid shelter in the third destruction zone and hand your sister over to the Countermeasures Bureau headquarters, where she will be better protected."
Luca squatted down and combed Garner's messy hair with his long, stick-insect-like fingers. Garner would die in two hours at most. Instead of dying like this, he should die in a more valuable way.
During this period of control, Garner already knew his ending. Only for the extremely slim glimmer of hope, he would complete Luka's various arrangements without any hesitation or thought, without any doubt, even if
Knowing that he would die miserably, he remained fearless and unwavering.
Although he had made such preparations long ago, when it came to the final moment, Garner still hesitated because he was not sure whether everything he had sacrificed would get the rewards he deserved.
At this time, he was completely disabled. His body could not even tremble. There was a faint smell of decay, and only his eyelids were still twitching.
"I swear on my soul."
Luca said calmly.
Desperation flashed in Garner's eyes, and Luca understood that this was not because he refused, but because he accepted the fact that he would die soon.
Subsequently, Luca expelled the air from the monster's brain fluid syringe and injected the maximum dose into Garner's body, providing him with his final vitality.
Slowly, Ghana's fingers were able to twitch, and then Luka poured the pure power of the abyss into it.
Suddenly.
Garner's thoughts flew across this vast soil full of sin, this tragic world that was burned to nothing but ashes.
Even Pluto frowned.
Even in his lifetime.
I have never heard such a hoarse and pitiful scream, as if the soul is vomiting out of the mouth.
Finally he found the person Luca was looking for.
at the same time.
My thoughts finally stopped in the third destruction zone, the Salvation Army air raid shelter.
Damon.
The first branch agent named Damon lost his mind while fighting SCT. Under Luca's control, he was implanted with violent thoughts and became a fighting machine that could only obey orders.
His family is his final anchor in this world.
After the Doomsday, all his old friends were killed, his faith collapsed, and he became a madman along with the people of the Salvation Army. But after Luca returned, two equally profound and equally depressing voices kept lingering in his mind.
This invisible pressure of self-torture.
No one, no matter how strong they are, can resist the erosion of the abyss.
And now, he was finally crushed by the violent torment and transformed into a mindless, chaotic beast.
Falling for motives unknown to man.
After killing everything around him, driven by a kind of primitive hunger, he even ate his own brain, and a pouch grew in his skull, with an abyss flowing inside.
His sister, hiding in a safe house with supplies inside, spent the whole day in fear, hoping that Ghana could go back soon.
Damon, who had been turned into a blood beast, still hasn't left, wandering around the surrounding area, sometimes crashing into the heavy gate of her safe house, but due to lack of wisdom, he will leave quickly.
The cycle begins again and again.
As Garner's body suddenly lost strength, his head hung sideways, he stopped breathing completely, and also lost all vital signs.
He is already dead.
And Luca already got the answer he wanted.
However, he did not intend to go to the bomb shelter in the third destruction zone, which was not all the correct steps.
Luca already had nothing left.
He has already sacrificed the soul that he used to betray.
He's going to look for it next.
sct most wanted criminals.
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The first destruction zone.
The former site of Liberty City.
Speakeasy.
No one here has dared to disturb its peace, not even the most powerful infected organization, the Salvation Army, or anything else.
Because here there is the protection of the Countermeasures Bureau, the protection of the most powerful person, the shadow. Although he has only appeared once, that is enough.
The countermeasures bureau is at the end, protecting everyone within its power and ability.
And all those who are lucky enough to arrive here will never be let go, and those infected who arrive here will only die.
Therefore, the matter of the last refuge has not spread.
This became the last piece of pure land.
The underground tavern was extremely lively. This was a rare sight in the wasteland. A bunch of people were talking and laughing together and drinking. This was something that no one dared to imagine.
The reason why the atmosphere is so high today is that there is a knowledgeable scholar present who can answer almost all people's questions.
In a world without any entertainment activities, they are unusually interested in a variety of unknown things, but the way they ask questions is very weird.
"Well...absolute truth exists."
"But there is no ladder in the physical universe to climb to where it is."
A scholar with a broken hand and a rough-textured mechanical arm answered these people's questions.
"etc……"
"I know the truth, physical formulas, formulas cannot lie, f=ma, this is the truth."
"Your main job is just... archaeologist."
"As we all know, archaeologists cannot be considered intellectuals."
A big man covered in tattoos retorted.
"Brother Awesome, you are the real rocket expert! What does this mean? Does mother and fucker mean, hahaha."
Several people around the big man echoed, for them the second law is the language of the outer sky.
Scholars don't care.
"Not necessarily. There are many factors that have not been taken into account."
"The only meaning of this formula is to specify what each symbol represents and the connection between them."
"I don't think about the calculation method, just use it directly."
The man with the mechanical arm said calmly.
"Damn it, what the fuck is arithmetic?"
"math."
"Sorry, please stop, I'm allergic to math."
A ruffian said.
The scholar nodded and skipped this link directly.
"Mathematics doesn't have all the elements either."
"It only considers what relationship is used to connect f, m, a, and then draws an = sign."
"I don't know what the symbol equals means, so I just use it."
The man with the mechanical arm continued.
But everyone has lost interest.
No one is crazy enough to want to know what it means, and these empty talk means nothing.
Only a hunchbacked man appeared silently and asked.
"equal."
"What is it?"
Luca asked.
"The answer is already in your question."
"yes……"
"Nobody knows what 'is' is."
"We've reached a point where we can't discuss it."
