So, why are you here?

Such reasons don't seem to be very important anymore.

It's just that everyone clearly remembers the fact that they were once misanthropes.

If you need a reason to live, what about dying?

If you don't have the right to choose to be born, can't you choose to die?

As a human being, he always directs and acts too many blessings and misfortunes.

Human beings are like a flock of sheep, and their nature determines the necessary conditions for the formation of society.

And this huge community has always been good at self-purification.

That is, well versed in the law of survival of the fittest.

If resistance to stress is a human trait, then what are these people?

Defective products, or semi-finished products, such as defective and unwanted waste.

Unreasonable.

Thus, symbols such as spiritual sustenance began to appear. Mythology is always the best carrier.

Such an urban legend was born.

If you want to give up your rights as a living being, you are really on the verge of despair.

Such people appeared.

Such a person, holding a chic pocket watch.

Its hands never follow the passage of time, but like a classical and ornate compass, each of the three hands symbolizes something, guiding the owner to you from a special angle.

"Are you going to die?"

Such a person asked.

"If you were to give the rest of your life for a reason to avoid you from making this choice, would you give it a try?

That's what you don't want anyway, right?"

Such a person said so.

The heart that died first is not moved at this moment.

Such a person ripped off the bandage in front of him.

There are no pupils.

The eyes are frighteningly white, like a ghost in a horror movie.

Her eyes capture you, you have nowhere to run and you don't intend to run away.

Because this is the agreement you agreed upon.

Whether it's an angel who leads the dead to heaven or a demon who lures you to hell, a guide has always been a bargaining and guiding character.

Death plunders life, but they give you a reason to live.

A sure-fire business, isn't it?

People who use despair as a toll see the shadow of a miracle.

But those who really lift their heads up from the abyss will not believe in the light.

Even if I know that it is a false hope, an illusion, and an unreal mirage.

But why do you want to reach out?

The pocket watch, or compass, does not point to a person who is bent on dying.

It's people who have to die.

"There's no excuse to live, is there?

I'll give it to you.

It's the power you trade for your unwanted life.

Now that you have no reason to die, please use it for the rest of your life.

And from now on, your life will no longer belong to you, but I have lent you the power to fulfill your wishes.

When the second death comes, I will come and reclaim it.

Please cherish and choose your new life. ”

This is what Nan Xuan heard from Shuangque, the last entrustment.

After that, I don't know how long it took.

It was a twilight twilight.

She got in a car.

The bus did not have a license plate and was not numbered. There is not even a stop sign that belongs to it.

It just stopped, and then, she walked up.

There were already some passengers in the car, some of whom she had an impression of, some of whom she did not. None of them spoke.

She didn't say anything, just sat quietly.

Sometimes, the bus stops and a new passenger comes up, but no one goes down.

Some of them she has an impression of, and some of them don't. They still don't speak.

She and Changsheng were separated by a long car corridor.

No one walked through it first.

I don't know how long it took, but it drove slowly like this, with occasional bumps.

Nan Xuan didn't know why she was here, and she didn't know how she got here.

Time passed slowly, but she didn't feel it.

The watch is no longer running, is it broken?

Like a walking corpse, I can't find any reason and I don't want to ask any questions.

On the way to a certain place, I just want to give up thinking.

Just stop and go.

It's finally here.

Each of them, with a hint of confusion and an incredible silence, got out of the car.

It was horribly empty, with no street trees and no roads.

There is only an old clock tower.

It may not be too tall compared to the architecture of a modern city. But just like the sun at dusk, it only looks big when compared to the building.

So, in the endless wilderness, it looks so tall and majestic.

Between the old bricks, covered with thick moss. Vines clinging to the painted walls and quietly clinging to the tower.

At the highest point, there is a four-sided clock.

They can't see the time clearly.

The woman with long lead-gray hair appeared in front of the door of the middle tower, dressed in black and looking like a grim reaper.

She still held a silver pocket watch in her hand.

"As promised, I have recovered your lives. ”

Nan Xuan turned her head to look at the familiar or unfamiliar faces, and then turned her face to look at Shuangque.

"I'm dead again, am I?" said a somewhat frivolous young man with a laugh.

"That's right, Young Master Tao. ”

"It's a pity. ”

Nan Xuan sighed softly.

"I accidentally died again. ”

There was no pain, no despair, no hoarse cries.

She didn't even remember the moment of her second death, and the fear she should have didn't leave too deep traces in her mind.

Because it's not the first time, are you used to it?

"What do you need us to do with the rest of our lives according to the agreement?"

The woman with curly hair spoke, she was dressed very lightly, but there were signs of many jewelry on her fingers. Nan Xuan read a graceful and luxurious atmosphere

"Salvation. ”

"Huh?"

A somewhat short boy questioned.

"Where is this?"

A girl with oblique bangs next to him asked.

"It's between life and death, waking and dreaming, truth and lies. ”

Nan Xuan didn't understand, but no one responded, so she didn't either.

Not sure, but reasonable.

To know if you're in a dream, just think about why you're here.

Can't think of it.

The very existence of that woman is incredible. This is how the world is like this, alienating the unreasonable from the reasonable, and finding the reasonable in the unreasonable.

Existence is reasonable.

Everything that is rational is realistic.

Everything that is realistic is rational.

Frost Que stretched out her withered hand and pointed to the door behind her. The iron door was open, to be exact, a passage to somewhere, pitch black.

"This clock tower has seven floors, which are the seven barriers, and each of the seven guardians.

The power you have received from me is still in your hands, so use it properly.

Kill them.

All.

This is to make the living better alive and let the dead fall asleep properly. ”

It's impossible to say that there isn't the slightest mood swing, but Nan Xuan, like everyone else, doesn't ask questions like why and how.

There is no point in asking such questions.

She didn't think they would be able to live if they really did what she said. It's a miracle to have a second life, and it's impossible to expect a new beginning after a trial.

But there was no choice.

If you move forward, you will not necessarily die, but if you say no, you will definitely die.

With such a clear understanding and curiosity unique to human beings, a brown-haired girl was the first to walk there.

Then a little girl with white hair bounced up and down.

One after another, everyone walked towards the black, which was like a giant magnet.

Changsheng hesitated slightly when he walked to the door.

Nan Xuan stretched out her hand and put it down again.

At this time, Changsheng turned his head. They looked at each other and didn't have any extra words.

She felt so far away.

In the end, Immortal was also engulfed in that terrible darkness.

So Nan Xuan stepped forward.

Frost Que paused at the door, and she spoke softly to the sound of the iron door creaking.

"It's been a long time since there have been mass deaths in such a short cycle. ”

Nan Xuan turned her head, and in the warm light of dusk, she couldn't see Shuang Que's expression clearly.

"Maybe you'll win this time. ”

The door slammed shut. The sound of a bell rang from the dome, covering the gate with a roaring reverberation.

Someone stopped and listened to the bell. Then continue to walk in the dark.

"Welcome to the World Tower. ”

The Mentor is always a competent Mentor role, and in the darkness, the voice of Frost reaches everyone's ears.

At that time, they did not realize that this was not the bell of fate.

Rather, it is the final death knell sounded by the monster called Eternity.

It's also a whimper.

Someone brought a flashlight, and as soon as the pillar of light appeared, people instinctively leaned over and walked together. It's like a school of fish gathering on the surface of the water in the middle of the night.

The faint light was almost a drop in the bucket in the vast darkness. If you push the flashlight straight forward, you can't see the end.

After walking for a while, Nan Xuan's eyes adapted to this light. It wasn't long before she distinctly felt that they were in a larger space. The flashlight can illuminate the outline of some objects.

They stopped.

Suddenly it lit up.

The appearance of large-scale light caught her off guard, and Nan Xuan felt a tingling in her eyes. But fortunately, the power of the lamp was not great, and she was just frightened by the sudden brightness.

Frightened, she didn't know that she was alone, and she also heard the whispered exclamations of two or three girls.

It's huge, it's colorful, it's gorgeous and gorgeous. The dim space became strange in an instant.

Nan Xuan smelled a strange fragrance.

Then, music played. The kind of electronic music with a strong sense of rhythm, with a rapid saxophone as the main melody, vaguely makes people feel that it is an old American song. In a vague and familiar melody, mixed with noisy vocals.

But there was no one here.

“...... Game City?"

The boy in the cap asked.

"Not really. ”

The companion next to him responded.

"Nightclub. You can think of it as a large bar. ”

The man who was previously known as Young Master Tao replied.

As soon as he said this, Nan Xuan vaguely realized that the smell he smelled was a mixture of various drinks. They evaporate quickly, allowing the aroma to linger in a confined environment.

The group continued to walk forward. Looking around, at first she thought that the loud voices were coming from a device like a speaker, but after walking for a while, she could clearly feel that these conversations were coming from her side.

But she couldn't see them, and they couldn't see her.

- To be continued -