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Chapter 357 What are we fighting for?

The general's flag stands tall from his bones;

The king's romance is forged by the sea of ​​blood;

It's totally not enough. Playing house between humans is totally not enough...

The blood and bones that forged your path should not be the only things like these.

——Mumbling from the abyss

On September 25, 2020 in the Blue Star Calendar, the creatures who finally woke up from the nightmare began to support each other and restart the base. They still had bloodshot eyes, and dozens of colleagues were still locked up in the medical area, but

Those simple therapeutic actions can only be delivered to machines that keep breaking down.

Just like mechanical equipment has just woken up from a nightmare, the machines, which are equivalent to the crystallization of top-level human technology, are constantly reporting errors. Under normal circumstances, the probability of this happening is about the same as humans being struck by lightning twice in the same day.

.

At best, there will be lags and no errors. This is the minimum standard for these core devices.

"The third to sixth units are still abnormal!"

"The power of the oxygen supply equipment has dropped by 20%!"

“It’s still not possible to open the large valve!”

"Report! Large-scale freezing in the warehouse!"



The only way to send messages to each other was through talismans. Even the elemental spirits were commanded by their masters to send messages, and occasionally their bodies were shaken by the shouts of others.

"The personnel count has been completed. Two members of the programming team died of sudden heart failure. Seventy-three people are in coma and two are missing!"

"Who's missing?"

"yes……"

In the busy square, all the working creatures stopped their work in unison. They held their breath and concentrated until the speculations they were still discussing just now echoed in their minds from time to time.

"Have you met Mr. "Dagger"?"

"No, it seems I haven't heard from him since I woke up."

"It's not in the room either. I turned around when I went to get my things this morning."

"Ah? Could it be..."

"Hey! What are you talking about! How could someone as powerful as Mr. "Dagger" die!"

"Oh no! I mean..."

"It's "Dagger" and Princess Naya. We searched three or four times, but they were nowhere to be found in the entire base, but their bodies were not found..."

"Okay"

The square returned to calm again, and a hammer fell from mid-air, hitting the hacksaw with a spark.

The sound of wheelchairs being crushed resounded on the muddy ground:

"My master went out for practice yesterday but did not return. Princess Naya went out with him. He woke me up and said there was no need to worry."

Lin Shuwen's personal bodyguard, You Ling, who is currently training in the base, appeared in time and told a reasonable lie in a resounding and affirmative tone.

Ye Lanxin looked at her, and all the creatures who panicked when they heard the news also looked at her.

Under the sky lantern hanging high on the dome, You Ling, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had a pale face, but her bloodshot eyes contained unquestionable solidity.

It looked like a nun covered in bruises, and it was a candle that was still preaching God's will in front of believers after the church was burned down.

Tell them that God is still there and hope is still there.

"Boom!"

The sound of collision sounded again, and this time the falling hammer hit the rivet powerfully and accurately.

Then, the noise and heat spread.

The pale faces of the creatures have the warmth of blood.

"Crack!"

"Defensive formation!"

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of metal colliding from the door in front of me. The hammer and saw moved towards the light-transmitting crack in the door.

They clustered together, with their shields in front, their central defenders gathering momentum, and their long-range attacks.

The treatment firmly protected the core commanders and You Ling in the center.

Under the light of the dome, You Ling still lives in the circle of light, like a flag.

"Kakakaka..."

"Beep beep beep!!"

Metal and machinery awaken from their sleep, and from the outside to the inside, the lights and starting sounds are constantly lighting up and spreading inward, as if a giant beast is awakening from a long sleep.

Among the people in charge of assisting, a nun with her hands clasped together suddenly exclaimed:

"That is, Master "Dagger"!!!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."

The door finally opened. Under the dazzling light, a giant metal dragon with a glaze-like luster held the door with its claws. Its flowing wings suddenly opened, and countless black feathers blocked the dazzling light and fell with the wind.

"tread!"

Hope and peace of mind fell at the same time. In the gentle shadow of darkness, all the creatures who recognized their true form relaxed their tense bodies.

Weapons and tools, fear and fear, even the lingering sweat on the temples slipped from their sides.

The black feather guided the light, condensed into steps at the feet of the hope named "Lin Shuwen", and spread to the mortal world step by step.

Then, the light took over the brilliance of the dome lamp, and the black feathers flying down released the suppressed fear and helplessness.

The creatures woke up from the nightmare of the alien gods, supported each other, struggled in fear and fear, and maintained their sanity with the will to survive.

They are still afraid. Before the existence that can represent hope comes, they are still in the fear that they will be incontinent with fear when they look back.

However, survival and responsibility, as well as the belief in climbing out of the abyss and finding the fire of hope, allowed them to drive their trembling bodies and struggle forward with each other's encouragement.

At this moment, they were cheering for joy, and like a group of crazy believers, they frantically but restrainedly grabbed the falling black feather.

It feels a bit inconsistent, doesn't it?

The so-called righteousness of hope is an existence that is definitely not universally decent.

Even the "blessing" gift is a black feather that conveys disaster.

That figure is more like devil and erosion than angel and hope.

"They regard you as their king."

"No, I just temporarily took over Hope's position."

Lin Shuwen's feet landed on the ground, and he stretched out his hands to hold up the fallen dragon head of the golden dragon Mingze. Under that pressure, all the creatures involuntarily hugged Heiyu tightly and lowered their heads.

"Raise your head! I am just my lord's subordinate. What you should bow your head to worship is my lord's preference, not strength or intimidation."

"But if someone has evil intentions, we don't mind letting him experience the power."

"Mingze, Jiuxing, go help them wake up this base. When you're done, come to my room."

Mingze and Kexin, who have been promoted from the battlefield of gold and iron horses, still use the old methods of life, jujube and whip, low profile and shirking. These were once the key methods for kings and generals to protect themselves wisely in power, and they are still engraved on their hearts.

In the bones.

But Lin Shuwen's current approach does not require such intrigues.

He did this with great fanfare, not to rule and establish gods, but to stabilize the emotions and state of mind of ordinary people.

While he was sleeping after treating Naya, Blue Star's star spirit Flawless Phoenix sneaked into his dream, telling him these trivial things, and also gave him such "divine" advice.

As long as there are still sentient beings, they will always need something like "hope" to survive the darkness and haze.

""hymn"!"

"Yes! Master "Dagger"!"

The nun who was the first to recognize Lin Shuwen stood up straight and held an arm full of black feathers.

"Just call me "Dagger" or "Feng", you

Later, help me take Naya back to the nursing care area. It is best to find a separate ward."

"OK!"

"Well, next~ Everyone, except those with limited mobility, stand up with their belongings in hand!"

"tread!"

The action was very fast. The members of "Shadow Kill" who were already extremely nervous immediately stood upright after hearing the instruction, holding Kuroyu tightly with both hands.

Even including Ye Lanxin on one side.

"Within ten minutes, go back to your room and sort out all the things that are in the way, and then go to your station and start working. Do you understand me?!"

Lin Shuwen also moved into the scene according to the scene, with his pen straight and his voice speaking loudly.

"I understand!"

"Report!"

"speak!"

One member opened his mouth to report, and judging from his expression, he had completely taken on the identity of a marching soldier.

Like most people nowadays, he clearly showed a completely different aura from the excitement and tension just now.

Simply put, this kind of tension is very "natural".

"Report to Mr. "Dagger"! In order to ensure the hygiene of the area, I applied to clean the ground around me!"

It seemed like a normal request, but Lin Shuwen raised his eyebrows slightly after seeing that there were still a lot of black feathers at everyone's feet.

The boy's purpose is to pick up these feathers, but this will bring his self-identity from "soldier" to "believer" and other fanatics. This is inconsistent with the current attempt to return them to their normal identity.

Knowing the conflict of purposes.

But if you refuse, it will rekindle the identity conflict and stimulate suppressed fanaticism.

Even things like "hope" will have extremely negative effects once they are exceeded.

"Rejected! Other members will clean up the scene. I hate greed!"

"yes!"

Using the influence of his own beliefs on them, just like the rules in religion come from the likes and dislikes of "gods", Lin Shuwen guided their fanaticism.

"Then! Everyone has it!"

"Whoa!"

"Ten minutes countdown! Start!"

"People in area one turn right! Area two..."

The members who received the order began to carry out Lin Shuwen's order in an orderly manner. Their movements were neat and fast, and no one bent down to pick up the black feathers on the ground.

"call……"

Lin Shuwen watched them leave. At the edge of the square, other area members who had gathered after hearing the noise were looking at him nervously.

As if expecting something.

"well……"

Lin Shuwen twisted his lips and gave a wry smile. Then, the black feathers above the ground suddenly rose up and drifted towards the area where the others were. In the gap between the feather tides, his voice sounded in time:

"I hate people who hurt their comrades."

He turned around and walked out of the door when Black Feather fell into the hands of the first person, disappearing into the valley.

After he disappeared, a fierce but restrained and orderly struggle began.

"master."

In the training ground, Feng Xuyuan, who was wearing martial arts uniform, faced the waterfall, her slightly thin figure looking a little sad at the moment.

When she stood here, it was the next second that Lin Shuwen went to the "Pure Land" base. The teleportation array that had been disturbed by various power conflicts restored its basic functions. She, who had been guarding outside the valley, entered here for the first time.

"The fourth time."

"Feel sorry."

"After today, I will leave your side temporarily and take up the mission again like an ordinary member of "Shadow Kill"."

Feng Xuyuan choked, and with an expression of sadness or reluctance, she turned around and rushed towards the disciple behind her.

Raised his fist.


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