"I don't need your following." Qiu Xuan turned around and looked at her lightly, "From the beginning, you were just fighting for yourself. To you, I am at best a bystander. ”

"Only you can decide your own destiny."

“……”

The man's mouth opened, but no sound came from his throat.

And in the chaotic crowd, the woman's eyes suddenly focused on one point, and she muttered in disbelief, "Ah Ci ......"

She squeezed through the crowd and ran towards the infected, who had begun to partially decompose, smelling the flesh and howling at the infected, but the woman walked straight to him as if she didn't realize the danger of her situation.

Qiu Xuan scolded twice in her heart when she saw this scene, but she still struggled with the last strength in her body and moved her fingers twice to regain control of the infected person named "Ah Ci".

The infected stopped his attack and stood stunned as the woman hugged his rotten body. "Ah Ci......" her voice trembled, her arms folded as if grasping the only piece of driftwood.

"That's ...... The little brother of the Zheng family? "Mom?" "Jiang Zhuo!" "Is Fu Tao really you?!"

After that, the crowd found familiar or unfamiliar faces in the crowd of infected people. They poured their feelings out to those who had long since passed away.

Qiu Xuan: You can kill me.

Just then, a sudden gunshot interrupted the crowd's movements. The people stopped in place and watched as the tall man with the gun walked over with a gloomy face, separating the aisle between the black man and the infected man.

"Anyone with a little brain should have reacted," he looked at a black man who was still eager to get closer, and with the other hand he restrained Qiu Xuan's wrist. "Those infected people are transformed from the black race, they have been infected by the plague by Zhao Mingsi as an experimental subject, and they are no longer the people you remember."

"Be sober, they are dead, if you want them to die as they deserve, go to the person they should find to take revenge, don't do useless work here."

“…… Who are you? Can you understand how we feel? If you can't empathize, what can you do and put on a high-sounding appearance to teach us?! In the crowd, a voice was hidden at the end of the line.

"I can understand your feelings." Qin Jiuyuan frowned and stuck a strange instrument on Qiu Xuan's neck as he replied, "I have experienced all of your experiences, and I have also experienced things that you could not imagine, but I am still standing in this position now. As for who I am...... I'm Qin Jiuyuan. ”

There was an uproar in the crowd. Obviously, compared to the resentment of being interrupted to get closer to the old acquaintance, the meaning represented by the name Qin Jiuyuan symbolized more to the black people.

"Being black is never a reason to stop you from moving forward, and your origins don't determine who you become." Qin Jiuyuan lowered his head and carefully checked the display of the instrument, and said without raising his head, "Fight for those who have passed away, fight for yourself, and fight for the black people like a warrior." That's what you're supposed to do at the moment. ”

The crowd was silent for a few seconds.

Suddenly, the man who was the first to stand up and say that he was going to follow Qiu Xuan shouted, "Fight for freedom!" ”。 As he spoke, he picked up the dropped weapon and rushed towards the soldiers stationed in front of Zhao Mingsi.

People watched him alone against the gathered soldiers, his body was bloodied by sharp blades, but a pair of tired eyes burst out with a compelling light. Finally, the second black man spoke.

"I don't have such lofty ideals, just eat with a mouthful of food." He muttered a few words in a low voice, and laughed again as if he remembered something, "Then I will fight for the meat and vegetables in my daily meal, and I hope that one day my wish will come true." ”

He rushed forward in the footsteps of the first man, using his own not wide back to block the damage in his back.

“…… Fight for the girl I managed to catch up! ”

"To live, to live better!"

"For the truth of belief, in order to live up to the original intention!"

"In order to no longer be despised by others, for the ideal society!"

“……”

One by one, people shouted out loud the reasons they were fighting for. Some of them were armed with homemade rudimentary weapons, some were bare hands and were not afraid of death, and some were even over half a hundred years old. The only thing that is the same is the determination and resolute vision of unprecedented unity in a moment, and the life and faith that cannot be erased even by the development of science and technology to an unprecedented realm.

It's been too long, and the fog of the Steam Age has cast a veil over all black people, and indeed all of humanity. But once this fire is buried, the day it really burns will inevitably break through the black fog that covers the sky and the sun, break through the so-called barrier between human races, and burn until it is suspended in the sky city suspended in the highest heaven.

Zhao Mingsi looked at the scene in front of him with half of his bloodstained shoulders, half of his metal wings had been torn off his back, and he was about to be dragged to the ground without falling. The members and lieutenants of the research team were surrounded by layers of black and infected people, their weapons unloaded, their hands and feet tied behind their backs, and they were still powerless.

The tide is over. Zhao Mingsi had to think so, he simply took the initiative to lower the only remaining half of his wings, and raised his hand as if surrendering.

"Let's talk?" Facing the anger and hatred of the black man, he looked at Qin Jiuyuan without changing his face.

"I'm not available." Qin Jiuyuan didn't raise his head once, he took back the metal instrument, took out a few pills from his backpack and handed them to Qiu Xuan's mouth. "Swallow it and don't chew it."

Zhao Mingsi's smile froze, but he still didn't give up and spoke, "Mr. Qin, don't you want to know more about the 'prophet', the recent research of the Academy of Sciences has some substantive clues, we can share them together." ”

Qin Jiuyuan snorted, looked at it casually, and locked his gaze on the woman behind the crowd.

"Ma'am," he said, "now that the opportunity for vengeance is before you, it's up to you to do it." ”

“……”

Zhao Mingsi secretly sneered, and seemed to be sure in her heart that she didn't dare to do anything. The next second, he stared incredulously at the blade passing through his chest, and it took a few seconds for the sharp pain to begin to spread throughout his body.

"This knife is for Ah Ci." The woman said coldly, "It should be for myself." ”

Qiu Xuan finally recovered a little, she sat up a little, and regained her energy with her eyes half-closed.

"Prophet!" Zhao Mingsi's vocal cords were torn in his throat, and he suddenly turned to face Qiu Xuan. He gasped and hung with his last breath, "Why do you think Qin Jiuyuan approached you?" Because you are a prophet. ”

"What do you say......"

Zhao Mingsi fell to the left and fell to the ground, motionless, obviously looking dead.

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