"Mercarron, are you really sure of the path you're going to take?" The strong man standing behind him asked softly, his eyebrows revealing incomparable firmness, like a long sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge.

"Maybe to you I'm a complete lunatic, but sometimes only a madman can put those wild dreams into reality." Macallen squeezed the steaming bone china teacup in her hand tightly, and the tea water rippled slightly in it. "And from the very beginning I set the only goal, one that I could give my life to." He silently watched the sunset gradually sinking outside the window, his young face illuminated by the sunshine, and the red afterglow reflected in the black pupils.

"That's why you desperately want to become the dean of this academy?" Ristan nodded in understanding, his tone full of helplessness. He can't bring back this misguided best friend now, he can only follow the madman in front of him and use his own power to change the whole world or destroy it completely.

The thinking of a madman is incomprehensible to ordinary people, and he can't understand it, so as a friend of a madman, he can only shrug his shoulders and consider himself unlucky.

"Becoming the dean of the Pacific Admiralty Academy is just a goal that must be achieved, and all plans after this are built on it." The young Macallen nodded vigorously and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp. "The madman's plan is about to start from this moment, and I hope the world will tell me who is the race that should live the most, the human race or the deep sea?"

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Mecarron slowly opened her eyes, and what appeared in front of her was still a white, chalky wall, a soft mattress undulating, and an endless stretch of ice outside the window, with countless huge pieces of ice crisscrossing the biting sea.

If he remembered correctly, he and Scar were now on a ship in Siberia, where huge icebreakers were slowly moving on the ice, like steel dragons surging in the sea.

He slowly sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the misty window in front of him, and smiled in amazement. The eyes that had been bursting with vitality also became old and hollow at this moment, as if the effect of the evil words had begun to gradually dissipate, and the candle that had been completely burned had reached the point of running out of oil, and there was no longer any strength to support it.

He sighed slowly and vigorously, remembering the old friend who had been with him all the time, from the time when they were young at Admiralty College, they lived in the same dormitory, and until now their deep friendship with each other has not gradually dissipated due to the passage of time, but has gradually evolved from friendship to family affection.

"Rystan may have known that there would be such a day, and you would have seen the picture of our failure, and although you may seem like a fool who doesn't understand anything, I know that you know better than anyone else." Mecarron sighed feebly into the air, her tone filled with endless indifference and sadness.

He has put in countless efforts and hours to realize his dream of letting the deep sea completely replace humans, and he and Rystan have also changed from young people in the past to old people now. He thought that in the last days of his life, he could see his dream become a reality, but God played a big joke on him, tilting the scales that were originally tilted towards him to the most unlikely side, and pressing all the weight on the Jiqi who he regarded as a threat.

He knew that this admiral from the slums had a talent that no one else had, and he knew that he was an even better existence than Xu Kai, but he never thought that everything he had would eventually be destroyed in his hands. It's like God is destined to be unfavored, and he has become the abandoned loser, losing everything.

"Rystan would have laughed at me if you were still in front of me, for if this is just a crazy idea of your own, you have to give everything for it, like a complete fool to pursue a future that cannot be seen or realized." He hung his head and muttered to himself, each word carrying endless mockery and sarcasm to himself.

He knew that when Ristan heard the news, he would not be full of mockery of himself as he said, but with bitterness and sadness that he felt with him. After all, that stupid man also threw everything he had into it and went crazy with himself.

"And I also said that I would go back to Siberia and tell you the final result, whether I succeed or fail, but now it seems that even such a simple last wish cannot be fulfilled." After taking the evil word, although all the life force will be activated in a short time, so that people can gain abundant energy and great strength, but that is only for those who have the talent of admiral.

After all, a powerful Admiral talent is like a high-quality firewood that can burn better, and Mercaren, who has no talent, just uses his inferior life to throw himself into the burning flame, although the fire is big, but it can't last. In just a few days, Mercarron had clearly felt that she was nearing her limit, and she had seen memories of the past and a scorching hell bubbling with magma in her night's sleep.

He didn't believe in any faith, he didn't believe in heaven or hell, he only believed in himself, in himself as a madman who persevered on the bumpy road. But like the old man Yas, who died peacefully in his own home, he said that when the evildoers die, they will go to hell, where they will endure endless torment and be haunted by all the resentful spirits.

Although he didn't believe it in the past, he has to believe it now. In the dream, he saw not only himself at the beginning, but also Theodore who had died, the old man in Siberia who had wasted almost all his years in the ice and snow, the fool who had freed the frozen king with his life. And in the end, he died tragically in the endless snow, frozen forever under the frozen soil.

But that's fine, the old guy's favorite thing in life is to be quiet, so that he can sleep peacefully forever. Mecarron smiled tremblingly, his ravine-covered face revealing a deep powerlessness, like a dead tree that could no longer sprout new life.

In this way, at least I can sleep on this side of the ice sea, and freeze all the sins in this untouched sea.

He staggered and moved his body, hunched over to the window in front of him. Through this transparent glass, he could see the strong man waiting in Siberia, the withered Theodore, and the sleeping himself.

The window seems to have crossed the time, presenting the images of the future one by one in front of him, illuminating his own end clearly, this road has no end, because it has been ruthlessly cut off by God from the beginning, and at the end, there is only a cliff leading to the abyss.

Macallen opened her mouth and smiled, her muddy tears condensing in her hollow pupils, cold as ice crystals.

I'm going out to dinner in the afternoon, and the second chapter will be updated later.