Although the current situation is already very critical... Russell still trusts Delphinium unconditionally.
He believed that the other side should be able to find a way to break the deadlock without causing greater chaos.
After all, she is not a weakling who needs to be protected, but a reliable boss and smart collaborator.
In fact, the threat posed by heaven's gift to Russell itself is of little significance.
As long as he approaches any door, Russell can immediately get into the Tower of Babel with the Bird of Paradise in his arms.
The next best thing is that Russell can have an extra life by switching to any incarnation.
If it can only explode once, God's gift cannot kill Russell.
But he obviously doesn't look calm enough now...
Russell was most worried about the safety of the birds in paradise, and the second was whether God's gift would hurt those innocent people.
If the bomb on Tiansong's body was detonated, and it could destroy a street as he said... the number of casualties would probably reach at least three digits, and most likely even four digits.
If Tiansong proactively launches attacks on the surrounding areas, this number may increase further.
Ever since the "Danbai Incident" in which 1,800 people died and 4,000 people lost their emotions and memories, a disaster of this magnitude has never happened again on Sky Island.
But now, it is before our eyes.
There is no doubt that even if all of this is the work of God, it has nothing to do with Ultramarine.
But as long as Ultramarine survives this, he will inevitably bear the heavy responsibility of public opinion. Public opinion is like this...it doesn't make sense, it only depends on emotions.
However, what Russell was concerned about was not such trivial matters as whether he would be attacked by public opinion.
But the hundreds or thousands of living lives.
Just like he was on the airship a few months ago...
At that time, he was penniless and lonely. The only spiritual power he had at his disposal had already begun to cool down.
He had never fought before, let alone killed anyone. But at that time, he had to face a maniac armed with a deadly weapon and rich in killing experience...
But he is different now.
He is the deputy director of the execution department of Tianen Group, the deputy director of the Shenzhi Heavy Industry branch in Xingfu Island, the uncrowned monarch of the Uncoded, the godfather revered by people in the lower city, and the idol worshiped by the people in the upper city...
In just a few months, he has become a real big shot. Any of his identities are at a level that ordinary people cannot reach in a lifetime.
Is he still the same person as the young boy who had nothing?
Will he become timid when faced with the threat of death?
Can he still fight at all costs for the safety of others?
In fact, before today, Russell himself was not sure of the answer to this question.
Because his life has indeed become more comfortable now... He sits in the office with the air conditioner blowing on, drinking snacks and playing games every day. He is about to become a pet cat.
But now, under the pressure of God, Russell can finally be sure that he is still the same person he was then.
...I have not fallen yet.
This is great.
While he began to think about solutions, he planned to listen to what Tiansong planned to say to him.
After all, Russell had already readily agreed to talk to Tiansong, so there was absolutely no need for Tiansong to threaten Russell again.
This is simply unnecessary...unless what he wants is not just a simple chat with Russell.
Russell was a little surprised that God didn't drag them to a chaotic and crowded place like a coffee shop.
Instead, he took them to the rooftop together.
When I look up, I can't see anyone around me, and my field of vision is open enough. The afternoon sun is not so harsh, and it's not so dazzling that I can't see my surroundings clearly.
This move away from the crowd also convinced Russell that the bomb on Tiansong's body was indeed capable of blowing up an entire street.
"What do you want to say?"
Russell looked deeply at Tiansong and said calmly: "There is no one around now, you can say whatever you want."
"Deputy Director Ultramarine has such a great posture. He stays calm in times of crisis."
Tiansong just said something strangely.
Russell had no reaction yet, but the Paradise Bird suddenly became angry.
She took a step forward to say something to Tiansong, but Russell immediately grabbed her arm and gently pulled her behind her.
"Tsk tsk."
Tiansong sneered: "Sure enough, it's exactly as I guessed. The deputy director of Ultramarine who always smiles in interviews and is kind to others is indeed a serious and thoughtful person in real life. It seems that that is just a created personality...
…You really know how to pretend.
"...Same as that man."
"You mean the emperor?"
"It seems that our heroes think alike."
Tiansong sneered: "A person keeps doing some good things that are of little use, and people think he is really a good person. Little do they know that he only reveals his true self behind his back... the public is really stupid."
"You mean, you're smart?"
"Of course I'm not smart enough. If I were smart, I wouldn't fall into the conspiracy set up by you bastards and be unable to escape..."
Tiansong's eyes were cold, and he took out a handful of candy-like long objects from his arms.
Those were like the kind of firecrackers Russell used to play during the Chinese New Year when he was a child in his previous life. The kind that would explode after being burned and thrown out.
It's the size of a toffee, so it's hard to hurt anyone unless you hold it in your hand.
Russell recognizes the prosthetic left arm.
It is an engineering prosthesis assembled by some welders. They usually carry an auxiliary tank on their backs. Then they can trigger a high-temperature arc that can be controlled at will with just their fingers.
"I knew back then that he was not a good person."
Tiansong muttered in a low voice and squatted in front of the two of them.
He carefully divided the candy-like firecrackers into piles. The number of firecrackers in each pile was different, but their heights were exactly the same.
It's as if they are drawn with invisible lines, bundled into something similar to a barcode.
"Why did he support me back then?"
Having said this, Tiansong said fiercely: "Because I saved his daughter's life!
"Bing Shui was kidnapped when she was a child, and I was the one who rescued her at that time... I was only thirteen or fourteen years old at that time, and I killed two armed kidnappers with only a fruit knife!
"Logically speaking, I could have become a hero a long time ago! It was the emperor who took away my achievements... He gave me money to go to school and let me study. I was very grateful to him at the time.
"But he asked me to work in a company he designated after graduation, and he also asked me to hand over half of my income in the first five years to him!"
"...That's not too much."
Russell raised his eyebrows: "You didn't even have the chance to go to school. If you take a normal academic loan, it would be good if you can pay it off in twenty years. Many people don't even have to pay back their children until their children go to college.
Loans for college.
"The emperor didn't even ask for a specific number from you, just half. If you earn more, give more, and if you earn less, give less. This can be regarded as repaying his kindness... Isn't this bad? Or,
Do you want to live your whole life carrying a debt of gratitude?"
"Who does he think he is? I don't need to be grateful to him!"
But Tiansong just laughed and asked: "If he hadn't robbed me of my achievements, I would have become a hero long ago! How much money can a hero make in a year? Now I finally know... Don't tell me you
have no idea?
"The so-called 'funding' he gave me is not as much as the one advertisement he accepted! This is not a favor that I owe him at all, but that he owes me!
"If I had become a 'hero' back then, I wouldn't have needed a penny of his funding! I have nothing to be grateful to him for..."
He repeated that passage over and over again, as if possessed.
Russell just looked at him coldly.
"So, after you failed to confess your love to Miss Bingshui, you turned to assassinate her?"
"What I did was not an assassination."
Tiansong sneered: "I was saving her... How do you think I killed someone?"
At this moment, he suddenly looked in a distant direction.
The next moment, a red dot landed on him.
Before that, Tiansong had already pointed to a small pile of firecrackers without hesitation.
The arc flashed away, and three firecrackers suddenly turned into powder without making a single sound.
But the red spots on his body disappeared immediately.
"Did you see that?"
Tiansong Pingtan turned around and looked at Russell: "This is how I usually kill people.
"The human body is too fragile. An explosion that can only injure hands and bleed blood, if it occurs inside the body... whether it is the heart, lungs, brain, liver, or spine, it can destroy a fully-armed medic.
The warrior was killed instantly.
"Do you understand? I don't need any weapons, just an ordinary firecracker... With a wave of my hand, I can decide the life or death of anyone within a few kilometers.
"I am standing here, without a doubt, God.
"In other words, Mr. Deputy Director... the bomb on my body is just for revenge after death, just in case. The real threat is not it... but me.
"And it's not just you who is kidnapped, but everyone within these kilometers. You are not only the hostage, but also the one who paid the ransom."
"What exactly do you want from me?"
Russell asked softly.
His penis slowly shrank into a vertical penis, giving people an increasingly dangerous feeling.
But Tiansong looked at him and just grinned.
"It's very simple," Tiansong replied, "I want you to kill Director Tokifat."
