Chapter 487 It shouldn’t be like this (please vote for the big chapter)
He Ao casually cut the monster rushing towards the elevator into two parts, and the elevator door that gradually closed concealed his face.
The elevator has not been deactivated, and the lights gradually turn on one floor after another.
The entire elevator moved up at an extremely fast speed, and finally slowed down when it was about to reach the top floor.
Ding--
The moment the elevator came to a stop, the elevator door opened, and the mist that reached He Ao's calves filled the elevator.
He Ao stepped out of the elevator, and an open garden that seemed to be in the clouds appeared in his field of vision.
Green low shrubs, delicate flowers, and a winding path paved with scattered stones extend to the depths of the garden.
And the entire garden was filled with faint smoke that reached the feet.
He Ao took off the homemade mask on his face and walked along the trail.
His white coat and coat had been torn in the battle just now, and red and white blood stained his whole body.
He walked slowly, step by step towards the depths of the garden.
There are all kinds of flowers in the garden, red, yellow, white, blue, purple, orange, green and indigo. They all open their delicate petals, showing off the bright colors.
A bright red peony stretched out from the flower bed and blocked the middle of the path. Its petals swayed with the breeze, like a swaying dancer dancing in the clouds.
But now is not the season when peonies are supposed to be in bloom.
He Ao stared at the swaying flower, and his eyes rested on the knuckles of the fingers that had a little bit left at the core of the flower.
With a flash of silver light, the flower separated from the stem and fell to the ground.
The originally delicate flowers quickly withered in the short time they fell, leaving only pieces of decayed petals scattered.
It's like giving back a life that doesn't belong to it.
The outstretched flower stem was like an electric arm, retracting the flower bed in an instant and disappearing among the flowers.
The evening wind blew up the smoke on the ground, and these colorful flowers swayed.
He Ao ignored these swaying flowers and continued walking deeper into the garden step by step.
The sound of gurgling water flowed into his ears, and in front of him, in what seemed to be the center of the garden, a small pond filled with white liquid appeared in his field of vision.
There is a hill made of stones next to the pond. The white spring water slowly gushes out along the cracks in the hill and falls into the pond below.
"It's a nice night today, isn't it?"
Standing by the pond was a figure wearing a woolen coat. He turned his head up and looked at He Ao with a smile.
He stood under the moonlight, looking gentle and calm.
He Ao also raised his head and glanced at the sky.
This is the place closest to the sky in this city. The fog that gradually covers the city and the flashy city lights do not obscure the view here. Standing here, you can still see the bright stars and the mighty moon.
"Should I call you 'Doctor', or," He Ao retracted his gaze and stared at the figure in front of him, "Mr. Genos?"
"A name is just a code name,"
Genos showed a smile. He always had the bookish air about him that he had studied medicine for many years and cultivated himself. He picked up a decanter filled with red wine from the small stone table beside him, shook it slightly, and looked at He Ao , “Want a drink?”
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He Ao glanced at him and sat down calmly.
With a wave of his hand, he inserted the dagger into the cement floor beside him, and then placed the still burning cigarette on the edge of the table.
This stone table has two stools, and a goblet is placed in front of each stool.
"Over the years, I have been preparing a place here, hoping that one day, someone can sit in front of me and drink this cup with me,"
Genos picked up the goblet, slowly poured the red wine in the decanter into the wine glass, and handed it to He Ao, "I originally thought that no one would come here, but the reality is always surprising.
unexpected.”
He smiled and poured himself a glass of red wine.
He put the wine glass on the table and looked at He Ao, "Can I borrow your knife?"
He Ao slapped the pitch-black bayonet on the table and handed it to him.
Genos took the bayonet, stretched out a finger, and slashed the fingertip.
The bright red blood flowed from his fingertips, fell into the wine glass, splashed with ripples, and merged with the flaming wine.
He put the bayonet back to its original position, raised his wine glass, and made an invitation gesture to He Ao.
Then he brought the wine glass to his mouth and took a sip of red wine.
The other party was proving to him that there was nothing wrong with the wine.
He Ao watched his movements calmly, and raised the wine glass to his mouth.
He stood up.
The location of this small table happens to be the best viewing position in the entire Qunxing Pharmaceutical Building. Standing here, you can overlook the night view of the entire city.
At this moment, the neon lights in the city are still shining, but these lights are hidden in the hazy fog, showing the color of the lake.
He Ao looked around.
The cold wind from high altitude blew across their cheeks at the same time.
"After tonight, everyone will have eternal life."
Genos dragged the red wine glass and stared at the diffuse fog, as if looking at a carefully crafted work of art.
"I think," He Ao drank down the red wine in his hand, "'immortality' that loses self-awareness, becomes a monster controlled by a superior being, and abandons all of one's original hopes and knowledge is not 'eternal life'.
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"We can make dead corpses into mummies for permanent preservation, and even use mechanical devices to control their movements, but I cannot admit that a mummy that has lost its self-awareness is an immortal 'person.'"
He put the empty wine glass on the table, "Thank you for the wine, it's very good,"
"They will not lose their sense of self," Genos smiled and looked at He Ao, "The souls of all people in this city will merge together, and we will become a new life together and become a great '
Angel'."
This owner naturally includes He Ao.
"I don't think our will will become the main will of this new 'angel'. Rather than merging, we will become the nourishment for this 'angel' to mature,"
He Ao shrugged, "That sounds worse than becoming Minaoyin."
He reached out and pulled out the dagger stuck on the ground, then raised the tip of the sword lightly, and the cigarette butts on the table flew up and fell into his fingers.
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He held the half-burned cigarette in his mouth again.
"I actually have a question," Genos looked at He Ao's cheek, "I have learned from the FBI Directorate that the Chenxi City FBI has not arranged any tasks that may be related to my plan, so you
Really just a 'retired' FBI agent?"
His eyes flickered with doubts, "Then why did you intervene in this matter? You are the one who killed Red, right? What is your plan against me and the purpose of targeting the institute? For some kind of wonderful justice.
feel'?"
He Ao did not answer immediately. He knew that this was probably not what Genos wanted to say.
"Do you know," Genos looked at He Ao without speaking and continued,
"The lives of those 'volunteers' themselves were unsustainable. I gave them a large amount of money to 'buy' their lives so that they could survive and feed their families. Without my presence, they might have died of hunger long ago.
On the street.
"I sold the life of the poor to the rich, and then extracted a little 'life' from it as a reward. The poor got money, the rich got life, I got 'lilan', and everyone was happy.
"For those poor people, they can't survive in the first place. Life is purely superfluous. They sell these extra lives to the rich in exchange for money, which can help him and his family live for a while."
He looked at He Ao with a smile and said what he wanted to say, "Your self-righteous justice may have cut off the channels for them to make a living. After the institute collapsed, they lost their source of wealth.
If you can't pay the rent or buy food, you will die on the streets faster. You think you are helping them, but in fact you are harming them."
"So, they were born poor, had nothing, and were burdened with huge debts?" He Ao looked at Genos's cheek calmly, and the faint smoke covered his face,
"Their destiny should be to work hard, help the consortium create wealth, and then be abandoned when they get sick and old, have all their property wiped out by medical bills, become poor and have nothing, or even bear huge debts, and finally sell their lives.
, to extend the life of those in charge of the consortium?”
Most of the money from selling their lives will be used to repay the debts they have incurred, and the money will eventually return to the hands of the consortium.
No hard work and struggle can change the destiny you are born with. You spend your whole life creating wealth for the consortium, and in the end you are drained of life like garbage and die in an unknown alley.
He Ao picked up the bayonet on the table, "I don't have any sense of justice, I just simply feel..."
His eyes followed Janos's look towards his cheek.
At this moment, his figure completely overlaps with that thin man who graduated from a prestigious university, struggled alone for decades, and finally walked into the research institute in despair with high debts.
"This federation, this city, should not be like this."
Does Pat really know nothing?
When he saw the thick consent form and the high 'volunteer' compensation, he realized what he was about to face.
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But he had no choice.
Pat is free, he is free to choose between death and despair.
Genos also looked at He Ao's cheek, and he slowly revealed a smile, an uncontrollable and crazy smile from the heart,
"You're crazy."
He looked at He Ao as if he were looking at a rare treasure, "I really want to see what you can bring to this world. Of course, the premise is that you have to get out of here alive."
He raised his hand, and a terrifying and twisted pressure fell on the area in an instant. The small stone table suddenly exploded, and bright red wine splashed everywhere.
He Ao's body was caught off guard and pressed to the ground by this terrifying pressure. The strong pressure was like a huge mountain pressing down on his back, preventing him from moving even half a minute.
"Do you know why I let you come up?"
Genos smiled calmly, "Because you can't change anything. In the face of angel-level power, all resistance is in vain."
The bracelet on his wrist vibrated slightly, and He Ao's fingers that were pressed apart curled up and tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword in his hand.
Then the veins on his arms popped out, and he managed to bend his body slightly under the pressure.
Fine wounds torn apart by the pressure bloomed on his skin, bleeding out little bits of bright red.
"energetic."
Genos looked at He Ao calmly, and he took a sip of red wine, "But it's over."
In the flowerbed next to it, a green vine stretched out. The top of this slender vine was extremely sharp, like a sharp sword flying in the air.
The sharp sword swung and stabbed directly into He Ao's heart from behind, intending to nail He Ao to the ground.
Genos turned around in boredom and walked towards the edge of the garden. He seemed a little disappointed, disappointed that Heao was so weak.
Standing here, he can mobilize the power of the Fountain of Youth at will, almost equal to the power of the Fountain of Youth itself.
And the Fountain of Youth, in a sense, is an ‘angel’ without the personality of an angel.
For an angel, level C is as weak as an ant.
It is a spark that can be extinguished easily.
"So you faced the same kind of pressure when you were sacrificed by your father?"
A hoarse voice came from behind him.
Genos turned around and looked behind him.
The thin middle-aged man put one hand behind his back and grabbed the sharp vine. Bright red blood flowed from his palm and dripped on the stone ground.
With his other hand, he used a dagger to support his body, standing up with difficulty like a crouched old man.
"No, not as good as you are now."
Genos showed a smile and raised his hand again. Hundreds of vines emerged from the flower bed and pointed at He Ao, "I'm curious, how did you guess my identity and what happened back then?"
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In fact, when He Ao saw no surprise on his face just now, he knew that He Ao had probably determined his identity.
But this is actually not difficult. There are not many people in Limen City who meet the status of 'Doctor'. In addition, He Ao has already been to his villa once and probably found something, so the possibility of blindly deceiving his identity is not low.
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He actually didn't care much about his identity being revealed. After all, after tonight, there would be no Rimon City in the Federation, and naturally there would be no Rimon City Senator, so he didn't have to worry about anything.
However, He Ao's mention of his father made him realize that He Ao might have really discovered something, so he was willing to listen to the analysis of the 'ant' who was the first to break into this place in so many years.
"it's actually really easy,"
He Ao supported his body with difficulty and smiled, "I actually didn't think about your problem at first. The key point of all actions is actually your father, not you.
"Your father is very smart. He resisted the temptation of eternal life. When he discovered the fountain of youth, he did not drink the fountain of youth immediately."
