bgm：Valder Fields

"Whew... Ahem!"

Magpie's body trembled, and bloodshot eyes appeared.

The rain stopped.

He let the rain stop.

A huge cavity appeared in the center of the continent, and the slices were smooth and deep.

Waters gushed out of the cavity and quickly filled the center of the continent with a huge pressure difference.

No one knows why they survived such a drastic change in terrain.

There were no deaths from earthquakes, tsunamis, or cracks in the ground.

Natural disasters of this magnitude will naturally not be without chain reactions. It's just that these have been suppressed by Magpie.

Magpie rubbed his eyebrows, relieving his momentary fatigue.

The palm of his right hand was open, and a transparent reddish mark appeared on it.

Bloom like a flower.

Derived like wings.

The flowing light is like a star, arching over the central point of light.

The magpie's palm moved slightly, and layers of translucent filaments like dust peeled off from it and fell into the palm, and the imprint on it became clearer and clearer.

This purity.

Magpie was a little dissatisfied, this level of "chaotic thinking" was useless.

Except that the quantity is exaggerated, that's it.

Compared to what was once squeezed from the Kingdom of Perpetual God, the difference in purity is too great.

The inducer is still a mythical creature, not that this group of arthropods is more emotional than humans. It's just that the purity is different.

The latter's beliefs can bring the most immaculate crystallization of will, and can make more useful items.

Magpie tried to purify the existing chaotic thinking aggregate, but it still felt a little unpleasant.

No matter how it is purified, the spiritual emotions of hundreds of millions of people, memory information, and even the thinking of some higher animals. It's really complicated.

If you really have to wait until the purification is completed, it is estimated that there will not be much left.

"Really... Useless. ”

Magpie's indifferent eyes looked at the earth below.

Around the ruined continent, the remaining survivors have begun to rebuild and set up makeshift tents.

They were in the thinnest areas of light and rain, and they escaped the catastrophe, but buildings and streets were extensively damaged, and farmland and forests were set on fire.

The rubble was removed, and people gathered one by one, all with their heads and faces, and many of them with bloody mouths.

However, before he had time to grieve, he had to think about what to eat next, and in fear he began to toil again, looking around for food that was still edible.

Pain is inevitable, and questions are unanswered.

However, those who are still alive still have to work hard to survive.

Busy rummaging through what you think is precious.

In order to find medicine for his family, he dragged his tired body around.

Two groups of people confronting each other in front of a dilapidated supermarket.

This scene ... It's like a story that happened on the side of the road countless times.

A pear.

I don't know who threw it away.

It fell to the ground and started to mold.

A passerby accidentally stepped on a corner.

- Zira.

Dirty water splashes, disgusting sticky touch.

With a bad breath, the disgusted passer-by walked away, but he didn't know that after he left, countless ants crawled out of the rotten pears in fear like a stream of water.

And more, it will never come out again.

The pears on this lawn are a feast for them before winter, a great food reserve.

They have been collecting in a binge for weeks on end, and their food is still inexhaustible.

Even their simple ganglia don't understand what happiness is.

Even if the pear is rotten and moldy, it is precious.

Thereupon.

After a few minutes, even with the corpses of their companions as a warning, they will once again tentacle their tentacles to reach for the black, rotten pear.

In this world, 99% of their kind, they don't know what kind of delicious thing "pear" is in their short life.

There used to be human self-comparisons.

"We live around the sea like frogs around a pond. ”

I don't know if he has ever seen an ant on the side of the road.

Magpie has seen such ants before.

He knows that there are many such ants in the world - outside the world.

For example, the one in front of you.

But he didn't care, it was just a trivial matter related to the purity of the chaotic mind in his hands.

Maybe..

Magpie thought of his colleagues.

Maybe the so-called candle flame on the side of mankind,The crown of the school park,It's also from this perspective to look at this human civilization that shelters itself.。

So overpopulation can be properly controlled.

So the underpopulation needs to be intervened.

It's like a farmer's cow.

Swallows can fly in the sky, the wind laughs happily, but the ox can only farm all its life, and it is slaughtered without saying a word.

The unexpected death of a cow would cause losses to the farmer, but it would not bother him too much.

Without the cows, we're like this.

You can even go buy another one.

Life is short for 100 years, why bother?

The starry sky is eternal, and there will be a day of destruction.

Humility is something you and I share.

Just as life is what we touch together.

Magpie shook his head, putting aside his distractions.

What really made him feel like he had achieved nothing was that the attack and provocation just now failed to force out the enemy hiding in the shadows.

Black swan, or someone else.

Those who can be regarded as enemies by magpies are always too good and rational, and it is impossible to jump out and rub his fire at such a time.

Thinking about the motives of the adversary.

As the countless survivors trembled and held their breath, the golden giant tree shook its branches slightly.

Like a kitten that pleases its owner.

Magpie's body slowly leaned back.

A white-gold flame folded behind him, shaped into a seat by Polaris.

Even magpies can't sit directly on the South Pole Star, which is too domineering to decompose and purify everything.

On the other hand, without this, it would not be Antarctica.

Carefully letting Suzune sit on her lap, Magpie's right hand wrapped around the girl's waist, and her left hand gently ran through the silky hair.

Magpie lowered his head.

- Sniff.

The faint, Suzune's unique scent made his bad mood a little better.

There was no sign of waking up.

But since it's okay, let's let Suzu rest for a while. Recently, for the technique of channeling and recalling,Trouble her to prepare with me for a long time.。。 Ming Ming Ling is not good at such complex things.

After that, I'll have to comfort her.

In the magpie's vision, the girl's body shines with the brilliance of the stars as always.

Pale blue, clear and beautiful.

Unlike herself, she is the one who has the ability to mind in the true sense.

Magpie has always defined the power of the omniscient and all-powerful as a tool.

His system is based on knowledge, which is almost the opposite of the sensual, transcendental emotions, the mind.

“。。。 ”

Magpie suddenly looked up from between Suzune's long hair.

"Is it finally willing to give up? ”

"Or is it just a puppet that has been pushed out?"

Afar.

Where water and sky meet.

The edge outside of the platinum ray.

A trivial black figure was approaching.

It was vibrating at a peculiar frequency, and it was walking across the sea.

The black fluid unconsciously disturbs the surrounding water.

From a distance, it looks like an ant.