"Sister Shan, what can I do for you?" Seeing everyone starting to make their own choices and efforts, Leng Ying asked softly after being silent for a long time.
Lanshan looked very tired after starting the seventh type of awakening. She took a while to speak.
"I'm too tired. I probably won't be able to hold on much longer... If you really want to do something for me, please take this ring and return it to its original owner." Lanshan raised her hand and touched it.
A diamond ring that looks very ordinary.
"He gave this to me when Leng Hong and I were very young. We made a wish together and vowed never to be separated, but I... have lived for too long, and this torture should end."
Leng Ying's heart trembled when she heard this. She took the ring silently, then after thinking for a moment, she looked at Lanshan seriously and said, "Sister Shan, can I ask you a favor?"
Lanshan smiled peacefully.
"Okay, as long as it's within my ability."
Leng Ying held the ring and stared at the small diamond for a long time before saying, "If I die, please don't let another me wake up again. I want to rest in peace."
Such words were said calmly from a little girl's mouth, without even containing any emotion, anger, sorrow or joy, which seemed very strange.
But Leng Ying said it calmly.
He was so calm that Lanshan felt deeply ashamed and remorseful.
She replied softly: "Okay."
…
Holding the ring and walking through the long underground corridor, soldiers in uniform were gathering. The person responsible for guiding Leng Ying had been replaced by another stranger, but Leng Ying believed that there must be a familiar face under the mask.
In her memory, it's just that this part of the memory may not be marked as good. So no one opened the mask, and everyone used a new code as their name.
"That's it, take care." When escorting Leng Ying to the inner corridor of the imperial court, the slender man said softly, then turned and left silently.
When the door closed, Leng Ying clutched the ring. She turned around silently and walked straight towards the main hall without saying goodbye.
At this time, the main hall has been tightly protected by members of the Raven Guard. As the captain, Leng Xing has been patrolling outside the main hall, shouldering his responsibilities.
But all this seems so ridiculous and absurd to Leng Ying. A group of people, with tampered memories and false loyalty, are being manipulated and performed like puppets. This kind of "reality" should be torn to pieces.
When she arrived inside the main hall, Leng Ying looked at her brother on the throne and the little princess who was lifeless in his arms.
Leng Hong still coaxed her daughter to sleep like a kind father, but the little princess fell asleep long ago and would never wake up again.
When seeing this scene, Leng Ying released her hidden form and appeared in the hall.
Leng Ying's sudden appearance shocked the nearby guards, but they hesitated after confirming Leng Ying's identity. They looked at Leng Hong on the throne and Han Wen standing next to him at a loss.
born.
Leng Hong didn't speak. He didn't even look at Leng Ying. He was focused on his daughter in his arms as if he was possessed.
Leng Ying glanced at Han Wensheng with deep disdain and disgust.
Then he turned his head and looked at his brother, stretched out his hand and said: "Brother, sister asked me to give this to you!"
As soon as these words came out, Han Wensheng's face twitched slightly, but he did not show any more emotions. He just lowered his eyes and looked at Leng Ying coldly, as if he was looking at a corpse.
Leng Hong didn't answer, as if he didn't hear Leng Ying's words at all.
Seeing this, Leng Ying took a few steps forward and raised the ring higher.
"Brother, sister asked me to return this to you!" Leng Ying said in a different way. Only then did Leng Hong raise her head and look at Leng Ying as if she was touched.
"What?" Leng Hong's eyes were wide open, and there was no luster in his bloodshot eyes.
"This is the ring you gave her when she was a child!" When she saw her brother's appearance clearly, Leng Ying could no longer suppress her emotions. Even if she knew that it was all an illusion, she herself was just a walking corpse, but her memory
It's so vicious, it constantly reminds you and tells you that the person in front of you is your closest relative, and that he is so sad at this time, and he has been tortured so much that you can't ignore it.
"Han! What are you going to do!!!" Leng Ying clenched the ring tightly, then took out the thinking pistol from her waist and pointed it at Han Wensheng.
The sudden move shocked a group of unknown guards and members of the Raven Guard around them.
At this time, Leng Xing also rushed in. When he saw this scene, he immediately shouted angrily to his sister: "Stop Leng Ying! Put down the gun!"
Leng Ying glanced at Leng Xing. What on earth does he remember now about this unrecognizable relative whose memory has also been modified?
What is all this for?
Why us? Why this...
Leng Ying couldn't help but think of the story Han Wensheng told.
"The god of death puts his dagger in front of you and me..."
"There were gunshots from the other side of the river..."
Will the person who gets the dagger first survive?
At this time, Leng Ying had forgotten Lanshan's words. She was completely blinded by anger. Now she just wants everything to end here and take bloody revenge on the culprit who caused all this!
So Leng Ying pulled the trigger.
The thinking pistol's automatic correction device calibrated the target's position and re-determined the key points of the target. As the restraining energy port overheated and turned red due to the burst of energy, the next moment, the energy had penetrated everything in its path until the energy was exhausted.
All into nothingness.
Han Wensheng did not hide, a blood jelly burst out between his eyebrows, and his neck was pulled back slightly by the piercing force.
The blood dyed his military uniform red. This old military uniform was Han Wensheng's favorite outfit.
He just staggered backwards, eyes open and smiling.
Everything happened and ended within three seconds, and the hall fell into deathly silence.
Not only Leng Xing and others were stunned, but Leng Ying herself who pulled the trigger was also stunned, because she never expected that her futile blow would be effective, and the reason why she did this was just to vent,
In other words, to seek death!
But the result was unexpected, and Han Wensheng was vulnerable.
"You!" Leng Xing was stunned, and hurried to Han Wensheng's side to confirm that Han Wensheng was indeed dead, but the smile that remained on his face after his death made Leng Xing very confused.
Leng Ying was also stunned, but she quickly realized that this was not the first time that Han Wensheng died. He would not be defeated so easily. Everything now was just his trick, so before that,
Leng Ying tried her best to do what she should do.
"Brother, haven't you already remembered everything? Why are you still helping this devil! Do you know that he is the one who created all of this? He wants all of us to become his slave slaves! Brother!"
Leng Ying rushed to Leng Xing and tried to explain clearly.
But after listening to this, Leng Xing replied coldly: "Of course I remember it, but so what? If we kill him, can we wake up from this nightmare? Have you forgotten who we are?
?We are already puppets, why can’t we learn to adapt to the status quo? Do we have to screw everything up?”
After listening to Leng Xing's words, Leng Ying couldn't understand it at all.
"Brother, what are you talking about? You are crazy!" Leng Ying retreated cautiously, and she came to Leng Hong's side unknowingly.
Leng Hong had already been freed from the stimulation just now. He placed his daughter aside and then silently held Leng Ying's shoulders.
"We are not crazy." Leng Hong said.
"What?" Leng Ying, whose shoulders were suddenly held down by Leng Hong, seemed to be greatly stimulated. She looked at the two brothers who said they were not crazy, but behaved strangely and incomprehensibly.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Yingying, in fact, Dr. Han has told us everything a long time ago." Leng Hong looked at Leng Ying who was running away, her expression calmed down, and the blood in his eyes was fading.
"What do you mean?" Leng Ying suddenly felt that she was too low and faced everything she was about to face.
"The truth always sounds much easier than accepting it." Leng Hong borrowed a sentence from Han Wensheng, paused, and continued: "So we tried to resist a long time ago, time and time again, as long as
Remembering all this, remembering that the city-state of Twilight Sun was submerged by floods and sank into the depths of underground lakes, and remembering that millions of Tridis people died tragically, I will feel extremely angry, and that kind of anger catalyzes all negative emotions...
But the ending is...we failed again and again, and finally came to the crossroads of choice."
"A crossroads of choice? Then... you have chosen..." Leng Ying's voice trembled, and she felt that she was really too small, so small that she was so fragile when she accepted all this.
Leng Hong looked into Leng Ying's eyes, nodded gently and replied: "Yes, we chose to live. If we can't forget the hatred, we must learn to change our views on it, adapt to reality, and then make a choice, survival or
Death, that's the problem."
"So..." Before Leng Hong could finish speaking, a familiar and intimidating voice sounded again.
Leng Ying looked behind her in panic when she heard the sound, and saw that another Han Wensheng had appeared near Leng Ying at some point. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Leng Ying with a smile.
"... On the road to the beginning of a new era, I will not go alone. I sincerely invite you to join me, to witness, and to create a new world that belongs to us and belongs to those of us who are abandoned."
Han Wensheng's words are full of magic.
Leng Ying stared at all this in a daze, and her heart began to waver. Countless reflections and doubts were constantly catalyzing the expansion of this emotion.
It wasn't until she clenched her hands so nervously that the small diamond pierced her palm and blood dripped that Leng Ying suddenly woke up.
"No……"
Leng Ying shook her head, stepped back, held the ring on her fingertips, gave Han Wensheng a look, and then raised it to Leng Hong to look at.
"This is the real world, brother, remember! This is the free world! So I will not choose to go with you, you..." Leng Ying said, raising her thinking pistol and pointing it at Han Wensheng again
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Upon seeing this, Han Wensheng raised his arms in a welcoming gesture, still smiling in anticipation.
"...Wishful thinking!" After Leng Ying said this, the muzzle of the gun suddenly turned and pointed at her temple, and she pulled the trigger without any hesitation.