The gun was left by Murong Yuhua for fear of an accident at that time, and the incense was searched from which charming emperor Chang Zai, but fortunately, it was always placed in a more secret place in the Linyu Palace, and those soldiers and bandits were not searched away. The reason why this thing stays here is because of Concubine De, she has not been interested in the emperor since very early on, and the emperor sometimes comes, and she only hopes that he can leave quickly, and those young palace concubines have no idea of keeping the emperor by their side.

Therefore, the incense, put in the hands of those palace concubines who want to climb up, has become a secret treasure to seduce the emperor, and in the hands of Concubine De, it has become a good way to avoid the emperor.

Gu San stood aside and watched a group of women come over to dispose of the corpse, it seemed that Zhao Yuan'er had actually prepared for all this, but was just waiting for good news. King Zhen'an would come so soon, obviously she didn't expect it either. When the two of them were on the roof before, Gu San did hear a few birdsong from somewhere, which should have been secretly arranged by the other party.

In fact, this matter is also very easy to explain, there are only so many people who escaped from the palace, and the majority of those who stayed in the palace accounted for more, Concubine Kang and Concubine De have been operating in the palace for many years, even if the palace suffers from this disaster now, there must be palace people left. After all, if there is an "emperor", there must be servants, and many of them can still survive as long as they choose to obey. Moreover, most of these soldiers only attacked the palace maids and guards, and for the castrations who had been castrated, they felt that they were not a threat, so they let them go, and they were the latest servants of the new emperor.

That birdsong should have been sent by the eunuch who was still in the palace to transmit signals to the ladies.

Zhao Yuan'er was holding a dagger and trying to cut off the head of King Zhen'an, but this knife was originally small, and it couldn't cut the connection between the bones. Gu San glanced at the situation on the other side of the main hall, and made sure that the situation over there had not spread too fast and could be stabilized for the time being, so he pulled out a long knife from the side of the waist of King Zhen'an's hand, and signaled to both sides, "Get out of the way." Blindfold your child. ”

Concubine De raised her hand to cover the eyes of the second prince for the first time, but Zhao Yuan'er lightly held her wrist and moved away. She said to Gu Sandao, "As you said, bloody battles are indispensable in the future, can children be exempt from vulgarity in the face of this kind of thing?" I covered his eyes today, who will cover his eyes next time you and I are killed? ”

After speaking, he turned around and bowed his head to Concubine De.

"Let him see, let him see how this cruel thing happened, let him know that he can still find a way to survive in any desperate situation, and let him understand that if others face each other with swords, you and I must not have the slightest compassion." Zhao Yuan'er said this, and nodded with Gu San. Concubine De also let go of the hand covering the eyes of the second prince.

Gu San's knife immediately fell.

The smell of blood once again floated in the palace in the night of this day, as if the fighting of the previous days had happened again. When Gu San returned to Murong Yuhua, he had already finished mixing the latest batch of gunpowder, and when he saw her coming in covered in blood, he looked surprised, "You were discovered?" ”

Gu San said, "King Zhen'an asked Zhao Yuan'er to kill him." ”

“…… Zhao Yuan'er? Not you? ”

"Not me." Gu San took a few bullets from the table and stuffed them into his pocket, and continued, "I just told Zhao Yuan'er about the data world, there are already zombies in the main hall at this time, it is a symptom of the initial infection, with the current situation in the palace, at the latest, the injured should all mutate." ”

Murong Yuhua was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled bitterly, "Do you know how dangerous this plan is? ”

"Do we have any other options now?"

"Yes, there is no choice. So I'm going to modify the current bomb. Murong Yuhua picked up the wrench again and walked in front of his workbench, "But fortunately, King Zhen'an has been eradicated, and it will be easier to enter and exit the palace." Can you determine the number of infected people right now? ”

"About 10 to 20 people are currently being sent to the military medical department."

"First of all, then, the Medic's Office must be cordoned off, and we can be sure that the place must have been infected."

"There's also the main hall, where there are corpses that have been killed and are being secretly burned. Not surprisingly, the virus will spread first over there. ”

"Then we'll seal off the main hall."

Gu San watched Murong Yuhua's hand keep disassembling and reassembling the explosives in his hand, and his expression did not change at all. Instead, she took a deep breath and asked, "Don't you think I'm taking a risk to do this?" And there is a high probability that it will destroy the world. ”

Murong Yuhua's figure paused slightly, she looked like she forced out a smile and looked back at her, "Actually, if you don't do this, the final result of this world will also be destruction." When that 'me' came back to reality, do you remember the plan you discussed? ”

"Connect the data warehouse to the central processing unit, and eventually the Suzaku system will collide with this world."

"Yes. The world will eventually become a hell, and your actions will only be to move the timeline of this world forward or backward. The story of what should have happened has not changed, and the disaster that has befallen has not diminished. In fact......" Murong Yuhua took a deep breath, she handed the modified ammunition in her hand to Gu San, "In fact, what we have has has always been only now, whether you or me, none of us know what crazy direction the whole world will go next." Of course, when you told me that 'I' is 'me', I also had a crazy idea to let this world go on like this, take you, just the two of us, away from all the storyline characters, and throw it all aside. And then just like that, enjoy a full life in this world. ”

Gu San hesitated, "So at that time in the valley, you didn't even look like you found Concubine Kang and Concubine De?" ”

"They're within the world, they're characters in the story, and the two of us should have died a long time ago. We changed the course of the story, we changed their lives, but what about our lives? We wouldn't have to live around this group of people, would we? Murong Yuhua got down from the chair and took Gu San's hand, "I am the third princess in this world, Hua'er, and Murong Yuhua, in other worlds, those memories left to me are always a selfless and great person, a person who constantly helps others find a way out." To rebel against everything, to fight against all injustices. To question, to fight, to challenge. But has the world changed for the better? ”

"I thought you were doing something that you didn't want to be 'better', just that you wanted a world that was relatively stable and people could live in peace."

"But the world is never stable. Every day something crazier happens. Murong Yuhua walked towards the outside step by step, she pushed open the door, and looked at the darkness inside the palace, and the dark clouds slowly covered again, covering the stars and moons, "I don't know where it really is, I used to think that I could change the world, external and internal, realistic, and data, but I don't know when I felt that I was really very, very small." This world is not formed by your individual will, this world belongs to countless individuals, countless thoughts, countless desires. What you want doesn't make sense in the face of this 'myriad'. They don't care, they don't even want to think. ”

"You think for them."

"I thought about them, but did it work?" Murong Yuhua smiled bitterly, and she even had a hint of anger in her faint tone, "You tell them that this is freedom, and you should pursue it, and you tell them that this is everything that belongs to you, and you should fight for it." You tell them that no one should be a slave if no one is supposed to possess capital. You tell them to straighten their backs, you tell them that everything is not yet hopeless, we should resist, we should go to revolution! But does it work? All these people want is whether they will become richer in the rest of their lives, and they don't need lofty ideals or any equal class. What they want is stability, and I may want stability, but at least, at least at least for now, stability has never been what I need. It's about the power of the cry that bursts out of the soul, and it's all just me, or only a few people, and it's useless. ”

"So now, you are no longer the revolutionary Murong Yuhua, you are the Murong Yuhua who wants to live his life well, and no longer thinks about whether other people are or not." Gu San said this summary very plainly, she didn't mean to criticize Murong Yuhua, in this world, since she has become a brand new individual, new thoughts and opinions will naturally be born.

Moreover, Gu San gradually stopped treating Murong Yuhua in several worlds as a person, and the individuality of a person should not be determined by appearance, in fact, what he really has to see is his soul, about his experiences, memories, ideas, what he pursues and what he spurns. All this really determines the "people".

Murong Yuhua is just Murong Yuhua, this is a name, just like 6237 is also a name, and the name cannot determine whether a "person" is himself, and summarizing a person's life in your mind with a simple name is also a process of thinning people. The human soul is so vast and great, and when people's souls gather together, many voices merge together, but it always makes people feel helpless and sad. Too much ignorance and compromise are revealed in this situation, and the light of the soul eventually becomes dim because of the convergence, but in such a time and space where there is always compromise and always retreat, the soul is like the starlight in the galaxy, shining and leaving an indelible light.