Anyone could see that he was distressed, and he seemed to be caught in some kind of self-blame and confusion, but no one knew why. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

Kara's plane landed, and the new Minsk ship's service prepared cabins for the two. The sailors looked at them with a very strange eye, with curiosity and fear. After all, what happened during the day was so incomprehensible that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a miracle. However, no one dared to come forward and ask what was going on.

At night, the rescue operation of the new Minsk continued, the exterior lights of the whole ship were turned on, and almost all the search and rescue helicopters were busy. Because of the influence of the puppet tide, the marginal mercenaries who make a living by receiving black orders and sneak attacks will not come here, and naturally they don't have to think about concealment, so that the work can be carried out effectively.

In the dim and busy passage inside the ship, Kara stood by the door, just as she did outside the Mengsheng Ward in the former United States. It was a special location, and she didn't want to disturb him or get too far away.

Why, exactly.

Meng Bang sat alone in the cabin, without turning on the lights. There was not a single light in the cabin, it was completely dark. In all directions in the distance, faint metal knocks, footsteps, talking, and the strange sound of various things touching could be heard, so many and mixed that it was as if the sound of the whole world had gathered here. The air was so cold, my feet, my hands, and even my brain were a little numb.

I may have fallen asleep, but my consciousness seems to be awake, and reality and dreams are mixed up again, making it difficult to distinguish between them. At this time, another person will appear, as if it were himself, as if he was someone else, or he may become someone else and see himself again.

Teacher? Meng Zhu looked at the image in front of him, and immediately remembered a person, who was his elementary school geography teacher. In fact, he had long forgotten the appearance of the geography teacher, but he remembered the globe in his hand and Meng. The globe, the latitude and longitude lines are all blurred, the markings are beating, the continents and oceans are all changing, everything is moving, as if the vicissitudes of life are superimposed, the whole earth is also changing, the moon is too, the solar system is too, and the galaxy is also changing.

No, it's not. Meng Zhu thought of Kurchatov, a nuclear physicist in the Whooping Ghost Project, who liked to talk and chat the most, from the infinite celestial bodies to the infinitesimal atoms, from the extreme to the infinitesimal to the extremely small. He said, "That's life." From the core point to expand and merge, to self-compression, annihilation, complete annihilation, sinking into the depths, and then germinating. ”

"What."

"You know, what the core point is?"

"What are these? What do you mean. I don't understand. ”

"Can't you answer yourself yet." The man in his head asked rhetorically, it turned out that it was not a geography teacher, nor Kurchatov, but another self.

Can't answer, don't even want to touch. Could it be that as a former ace of the Central Continent and a current hunting mercenary, he didn't dare to face his own voice. Repeatedly asking yourself why, sometimes it's just an escape. If you don't talk about the question, no one will be able to answer it, so you can be at ease with the so-called why. This must not be the case, and the final answer must be found.

"Why is this happening, what is the meaning of my existence."

War is interesting for those who have not experienced it; For the fighters in battle, they will also be excited, proud, and full of honor; The real pain came after the war: a despair that came to the end and faced with endless paleness. Scarcity, plague, or natural disaster only kills, but never breaks people. However, the long period of despair after the war has distorted human nature, the normal relationship between people has deteriorated, and human attributes have also changed, which is a terrible hell. After the war, the law of the jungle, family affection, friendship, and any human feeling were distorted by the pressure of survival, making every individual death a horrific tragedy.

"I can see it. That's not the same as war, that's not the same as sacrifice, people shouldn't die like this, let alone so many people. ”

"What do you see?" The voice said.

"Everybody, or puppet souls, I can see it."

"The way they look after death is horrible, isn't it, so it makes you uncomfortable."

"No, it's sad and sad."

"What kind of death would make a warrior like you grieve. You've seen a lot of corpses on the battlefield, blown to pieces and burned beyond recognition. Do you think the corpses are ugly? Or do you see the mercenaries die, and they die without merit or honor? ”

"No, it's the experience, it's the process."

"A dead body, did you tell you about the process of his death?"

"No, no, I can see it. What I see is not a picture, and it cannot be described in size; The simulation operation in the whooping ghost system transcends the three-dimensional scale, time is the fourth dimension that can be felt, and its passage and the changes caused by it make the infinitely connected pictures string together the whole process, describing the life story of the deceased. You don't need to spend any more time solving this story into a continuous 3D scene. That, no, those, the stories of countless corpses are there, their efforts, hopes, responsibilities, their loved ones, and the people who love them can be seen directly. They died, they became corpses, and everything was meaningless. ”

"That's a huge amount of information."

"Huge, sad information."

"You don't want to see it."

"I didn't think about it. I hadn't even thought that these would exist and even make up the world I'm in. I don't know why I want to know this. ”

"You can just walk away after that, that's none of your business."

"I can't do it, and I can't say it's none of my business."

"You mean, you participated in the Hundred Days Ghost Project?"

"Isn't it? The Hundred Day Ghost is something that can never be defeated, and its appearance has messed up all this. ”

"Do you think the appearance of the Hundred Day Ghost is your sole responsibility?"

"Oh, that's too much to think of yourself. If I had been fully responsible, this kind of thing would not have been born. ”

"Then you just do your own thing, the decision-maker of the Hundred Days Ghost Project is not you."

"I can beat it. It's not something that can't be defeated, I, I can beat it! ”

"Then it's good if you go and do it, why bother feeling sorry for yourself here."

"I don't know. I used to think that it would be okay to defeat the Hundred Day Oni, but I always thought and did that. However, when I entered the system of the Hundred Day Oni and saw the world, I wondered what the point of doing it was. It's not like I haven't defeated the Hundred Days, to be fair, I've defeated it several times. However, it will not be destroyed, so I want to understand it and truly defeat it from within. ”

"Sounds reasonable, but what about the actual results?"

"I get deep into the system, yes, sometimes it's self-controlled, sometimes it's not. Sometimes I know who I am, sometimes I don't. It's chaotic, it's messy, it's a mess. In the former beauty, after I tried a few more times, I felt that I became it; In the eastern Pacific basin, I feel like it's who I am. But I'm not it, and it can't be me. I practiced in the simulator of the Upper Tang base in Borri, and when I was able to stabilize and strengthen my will, I saw the world clearly. Black and miserable, those artificial souls are hovering on the dead corpses, and their **life events are also frozen there, together with **a**, exuding an unbearable strange smell. ”

"You're talking about puppets and what they represent, aren't you?"

"Probably. It was a real ghost, tormented in the hell of the Hundred Day Ghosts. No matter how many times I defeat the Hundred Day Oni, it doesn't matter. This hell system exists, and the puppets will only increase. And me, I'm just doing boring things, hitting and beating, like a child. ”

"And then?"

"And then? Oh, more people will turn into puppets, more, until all of them turn into analog digital souls, wandering miserably in the system. It's a doomsday disaster, I didn't expect it to be in digital format. ”

"Alright, you stand up."

"What?"

"You already know the meaning of your own life, why don't you dare to face it."

"I don't know what the purpose of my life is."

"You haven't reached the real other world, so there are a lot of puzzles."

"What? Isn't that hell in the Hundred Days system? ”

"No, it's just a big bridge, a big road, a big tunnel, a big ferry, it's so big that it makes you feel like it's a space and not a road. When you find the other world, your responsibility is to lead them to the past, and you already know that your responsibility is to lead. ”

"Leading? Neither here nor there. I don't even know where the road is. Leading, it seems to be a great thing, it sounds too mysterious, why would it be placed on my head. I just want to know the answer. ”

"What an answer."

"The answer to it all."

"The answer you want to know is in the world on the other side."

"Lead them to the other side of the world? Can these tragedies be brought to a happy end? It's so mysterious, how could I possibly do it, I'm just a pilot, not even a navigator. ”

"Didn't you do a good job today?"

"Today?"

"Aren't those puppets of the southern government army relieved by your role and ending the puppet state?"

"Field? Ha, what do they think? ”

"That's what they observed."

"No, it's not a field at all. Speaking of which, it's a bit weird. ”

"You're weird."

"Yes. Today it just lasts very long. ”

"Didn't today's events happen in an instant?"

"On the outside scale, it may only be ten minutes, but this is not the case in the Whooping Ghost system. No kidding, I feel like I've spent years in it. Meng Struck stood up, and he seemed to realize something.

"I was at the Upper Don base, and I had some conversations with Koloy. Today's story is a long story. ”

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