The dazzling stars finally cannot be bound by darkness.
Flowing out from the northern sky.
Mixed into the Pacific sea breeze.
It also falls on every tombstone in the cemetery
[Because you saved the Samoa Islands from the ‘Storm Sacrifice’ incident in the South Pacific]
[The probability of the ‘Storm Cliff’ ruins experiencing abyssal distortion in the next year is reduced to 0.13%]
[The border gate to the deep abyss has not been opened.]
[Department of Oceanography, Lawrence Riel College of Nature’s ‘Desperate Dedication’, Crisis Resolved]
【Dear Chief Player】
【You have successfully changed the timeline】
Until I saw this text.
Su Wencai really relaxed.
He leaned on the computer chair.
At this moment, the sky outside the window belonging to Binhai City has already turned completely dark.
If you raise your head slightly, you can see the faint starlight.
The stars seen in the cities in the south of the Yangtze River will probably never be as clear and clear as the starry sky beyond the Pacific Ocean cliffs.
However.
That future is not far away anymore.
Because it will be more than ten days later.
Su Wen is about to take the airport in Marina New City and follow the night watchman to the Samoa Islands.
Within the computer screen.
After the danger is over.
Phyllis looked at the light blue figure gradually dissipating outside the house.
She finally couldn't suppress her inner emotions.
She opened the door and rushed out, then held back her tears and said firmly:
"Father, I don't blame you.
I will continue to improve your research."
Hear this sentence.
Anthony Eleanor's figure became increasingly faint in the afterglow of the lights.
But his dissipating hand finally gently placed it on the girl's head.
Helped her smooth her hair that was messed up by the sea breeze:
"Children.
Don't think of these things as missions.
Don’t leave other people with regrets like I did.”
Then.
This world-famous ocean circulation theoretical scientist has truly left this world.
The tide of the silver sea sounds.
It carries the will of the deceased to return to this universe.
Under the warm afterglow of the lights.
They are not alone.
[Because Phyllis-Eleanor decided to continue research]
[Future timeline: The participating nodes of the 'Orbital Navigation Project' will be added with the 'Psychic Circulation' node, and the 'Star Cluster Gravity Springboard Event' will have a success probability of 46%]
The girl stared blankly as the figure disappeared.
Su Wen did not choose to say anything to comfort her now.
Sometimes.
The language is too noisy and too pale.
Silence is the best choice
He looked into the distance.
After the storm restricted area is resolved.
The warships under the command of Colonel Ulysses have gradually arrived here.
Far away.
The light from the streetlights on both sides of the two-lane highway extending outward from Haiyu Research Institute is very weak.
It seems that apart from the stars above and the clouds that seem to be within reach, there are only single-family houses with lights on scattered in an orderly manner on the Samoa Islands.
Half an hour passed.
He walked to the roadside and picked up some glazed grass that had not completely withered in the autumn.
Then.
Walked back to Haiyu Cemetery.
Place a glaucosa in front of Anthony's black tombstone.
At the same time.
Felice finally adjusted her mood and asked him:
"Kevin, are you really just a detective?"
"Separate the cocoons of the passing time, and then find the truth.
I think this is probably what the detective needs to accomplish."
He replied calmly.
Then.
Su Wen handed the unfinished flowers to the girl's hand:
"Glazed grass, do you know it has another name?"
Phyllis hesitated.
She doesn't have much research on plants.
What if the person here now is Captain Adrian of the [Forest Guard Sect] or Nelson the Globetrotter.
Probably they can answer it quickly.
Su Wen did not wait for her answer.
In two seconds.
He calmly gave the answer:
"Laurenaceae, Boraginaceae plant.
It also has a more widely spread name:
【Forget-me-not】(Myosotis alpestris F. W. Schmidt).
Remember rather than dwell on what happened today.
I hope you understand this."
Phyllis raised her head.
I saw Su Wen’s handsome profile and eyes as calm and deep as the deep sea.
Then he nodded slightly.
Not far away.
The convoy belonging to Lorenz Riel and the U.S. Federation Navy has already arrived here.
Against the blue-gray sky, off-road vehicles with their lights on formed a spark, gradually illuminating the solemn shore of the island.
Sidney and Nield were the fastest in the off-road vehicle.
They rush to the front.
Then.
It stopped with a huge roar of the engine.
Sidney came to him.
Then he said seriously:
"Kevin, this matter was a dereliction of duty by our Pacific Ocean order keepers, but it caused you to take risks. I'm sorry."
"It's too late.
Even without Phyllis, they would use the relics of the previous Storm Warden Anthony to sacrifice themselves to call for natural disasters.
I can keep it until now.
Just to increase the chips.
Until then.
The island and everyone will be torn apart by the storm.
Did you know?
In the choice between death and despair, only a very small number of people will choose the decision that is probably inevitable."
He said with a smile.
"It just so happens that I probably hate despair more than death."
"What a madman!"
Nelson walked up to him and gave him a hug:
"Brother, it's great that you are alive."
He then asked:
"Is there any way you want to celebrate?"
"Looking for a bar, I'd like to have a light beer."
One night passed.
The Samoa Islands in the early morning appear slightly blurry in the morning fog.
Su Wen, Nelson and Sidney sat unkemptly high on the cliff.
They had several empty bottles of beer on hand.
The morning sun rising slowly from the distant sea level illuminates everything gently.
At the same time.
Su Wen was also able to finally get a glimpse of the Haiyu Cemetery from the hill overlooking the city.
Those are black tombstones.
There is only one sentence left in the white monument in the center of the cemetery:
【What to witness(What to witness)
What is to be redeemed
All have taken root with the sea breeze]
Nelson picked up the beer bottle at hand and prepared to clink glasses.
But when he picked it up, he realized that the bottle was already empty.
He smiled and asked:
"Kevin, what are your plans next?"
Hear this question.
Su Wen thought about the exploration of the ruins that he was about to experience in reality: