"He's our 'Black Wing'? ”

"In order to ensure the continuity of his sense of humanity, we should call him by his human name as much as possible. ”

"What's it called?"

"Guan Li. ”

Guan Li took in all the conversations of those in the distance.

Not only that, but the mixed emotions of awe and envy diffused in the entire space were also clearly perceived by him.

The reverence for power is taken for granted.

But at the same time, they envy themselves.

Why?

- Because the "wing" is strong enough, strong enough to survive no matter what.

For people living in this era, the most important thing is to live.

And survival is a luxury for many people.

As the first "wing" that was successfully created, the first divine existence that can be controlled by humans, and can be directly used to fight against the world's top soldiers, Guan Li's usual life is very leisurely.

The ruler of the city had him stationed here and never went out.

Humans in a desperate situation, even if they get a gun that ends everything, they don't dare to pull the trigger.

Because they haven't even found anyone to fight against.

God?

World?

Or yourself?

- Those who have fallen from the heavenly dome have become the Pure Land of the last days under the protection of the White-Winged Apostles, and those who enter will gain the power to transcend life at the cost of losing the name of humanity.

- Fractured worlds and ubiquitous visions devour all planes outside of the Stable Zone, and alienated beings have been seen crawling out of the depths of the abyss.

- Resurrect the glory of civilization in hell with transcendent technology that cannot be parsed or confronted, and the fragile balance of power is maintained on every seemingly stable city.

Black Wing is the tool to upset this balance.

After all, human wisdom has not yet reached the endless horizon, so it is impossible to see what the end sees.

They see death as an enemy, the world as an enemy, and all life except themselves as an enemy.

But this line of thinking seems to be correct, after all, the essence of life is to kill and plunder.

So what can Guan Li do?

[Don't you want to save the world?]

"Will the world save humanity?"

[No, it won't. 】

"That's the end of it. ”

Guan Li didn't know who the voice was talking to him, and he couldn't even confirm whether the other party was an independent person or asked and answered himself.

This is probably what others call "God".

It's that stuff anyway, it doesn't make a difference.

He cast his gaze on the light curtain of the distant sky, the other side of the dazzling gilded edge of the night, which was the so-called "Kingdom of God".

Unlike the black wings that symbolize the "traitorous gods", the ones that wander there are pure white wings.

- Of course, I've only heard about it, and Guan Li hasn't seen it.

"What's the point of this division? Is it based on color?" he couldn't come up with.

In the end, we can only wait, wait for the birth of a new "wing" belonging to the human side, wait for the position where we have to be stationed to be replaced, and then ......

Towards the other side of the flow of myths.

He was very patient.

Time is an endless road for him.

It's just that occasionally I get bored.

There weren't many things that dared to attack the city, and most of the free time between battles, Guan Li was thinking about some messy things.

For example, the secrets of the city that I heard by chance, such as the inference and analysis of the doctrine of the divine generation by the research institute, such as some memories that are not too distant but seem to be a world away.

"Do you know about the SCP Foundation?" he asked the herald who was always sent to convey instructions to him.

"I don't know, what is that?" The herald was already familiar with Guan Li, and knew that this Black Wing usually had a personality that was no different from that of a mortal, so he was not afraid of him.

"It's an interesting world. Guan Li didn't explain in detail, nor did he say more, as if the question just now was just a whim, "This kind of organization is really suitable for the current world." ”

What would have happened if the Foundation had existed?

Will the Divine Domain be contained?

Can the end times still happen?

Will wings still be made?

There are no ifs.

Everything has already happened.

And after the story comes to an end, he finally doesn't have to be bound by fate anymore and regains his life in another world.

It doesn't matter if the SCP Foundation is real or not, it's the spirit of the Foundation that matters.

Even if there is no system...... System?

Black Wing, who was immersed in various thoughts, suddenly discovered this word that had suddenly broken in.

The sense of disobedience that was subconsciously ignored came to my heart.

The world shattered in a moment of doubt.

- "Administrator, wake up, you're about to get off the plane." ”

The alarm clock played its role well, simulating the classic alarm sound in Guan Li's head, which shook his brain.

"Shut up!" the tone was rather bad.

The system was instantly muted, pretending that the sounds he had just made were hallucinations.

- I didn't find out that Guan Li was angry to get up before!

- Being an alarm clock is a chore.

- It's better to go back to being a translator.

Guan Li really didn't get up, he looked out the window, the plane was already descending, and it was estimated that it would be able to stop on the ground in a short time.

Night has been falling for some time, the sky has completely darkened, and the glorious lights of the city outline the picture of modern civilization.

It was a prosperous and peaceful time.

He habitually took out his mobile phone, but suddenly remembered that it was not time to turn it on, so he had to look at his face reflected on the screen in a daze.

Just...... Like a dream?

Having completely forgotten what was dreamed of.

If you forget it, you don't need to care about it anymore.

"System, have you booked a hotel?"

"It was booked long ago and right next to the airport. ”

"That's good. ”

After sleeping on the plane for a few hours, Guan Li didn't feel sleepy at all at the moment, and the whole person was in good spirits.

But it was impossible for him to run to find Ye Lingxing so late, it was not called an invitation, it was called disturbing people's dreams.

Let's go again tomorrow.

didn't take any luggage, Guan Li walked out of the airport easily, without a bag on his body, and he was very chic.

After that, he didn't spend time going to other places, and went straight to the hotel he booked, and quickly turned on his mobile phone when he entered the house.

Several missed calls and unread text message reminders popped up one after another.

All from an unfamiliar number.

The cheating father's predecessor "Guan Li" deleted the phone's address book, so that Guan Li could not know the identity of the other party through the caller ID at all.

However, based on the flag that the system helped him set up before the plane took off, it can be speculated that it was most likely the aunt who adopted him.

Guan Li thought for half a second, and decisively deleted all the information, and treated it as if nothing happened.

System: "Administrator you ......"

"It's late today, and we'll talk about that tomorrow. When he said this, Guan Li's expression was very serious and did not change.

"Then you're still playing with your phone?

"It's my duty as an administrator to monitor the Foundation's development anytime and anywhere......"

“...... Hurry to bed, and I'll call you at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. "The system quickly adapted to the new role of the alarm clock, and the two businesses of rushing to bed and getting up were all taken care of.