Chapter 270: Quiet Time (9)
At the end of this big class, the students all said that they had been mentally bombarded, and that General Tchaikov was not only a famous general, but also a livestock!
No one was spared in the whole class, and the wartime situation maps dazzled people, and the intentions analyzed in them were something they had never thought of, or even dared not think of.
But that was General Tchaikov's intention, to bring these Norton officers back to life with their brains solidified, and to make them think, not the outdated military case books.
The ultimate purpose of being compiled as knowledge in a book is to be overturned and rewritten.
Jiang Muyin walked out of the class with the electronic document, and the significance of this class was very important for a middle-level officer like him who had not formed his own tactical awareness.
"Hey, long time no see." This night suddenly rained lightly, someone held up an umbrella and stood in front of Jiang Muyin, he was still wearing a pure black night dress, and stretched out his hand with white gloves to him, "Do you miss me?" ”
Jiang Muyin looked at this guy who suddenly appeared in surprise, to be honest, he was used to the time when he was away, and a sudden appearance like this made him feel a little unreal.
"Forget it, I know you won't miss me as a guy, after all, you don't even know my name, so why should you miss me." He still appeared with a cold face, "Take the umbrella well, do you want to catch a cold?" ”
"Thank you." Jiang Muyin took a few steps closer and took the umbrella, then thought for a while, "I'm sorry." ”
"It's okay, I don't care that much, you'll pronounce my name sooner or later, and that's when we restart trading." The boy took a few steps back and stood in the rain, the light rain wetting his hair, and the rain ran down the sides of his cheeks, looking a bit like tears.
"You're still so gentle." The boy raised his eyes to look at Jiang Muyin, and the umbrella had returned to the top of his head, separating the rain from him.
"It's not good to have a cold." Jiang Muyin said.
"Hmm."
"Is there anything you want me to do this time?" Jiang Muyin walked forward with an umbrella, it was already past eight o'clock, and even Norton's time had entered the middle of the night.
There were very few pedestrians on the road, most of them were students and teachers who had just finished class, and they all ran to the cafeteria for dinner.
Jiang Muyin's figure seemed to be covered by this umbrella, and no one could see him, even if he passed by, he didn't feel it...... It was as if he was already in another dimension.
"Something," the boy pulled out his handkerchief and wiped the water from his face, "it's mostly about you." ”
"Me? What's wrong? Jiang Muyin was puzzled.
"Do you remember what I told you about the boundaries of the subconscious, the unconscious world of ordinary people is like an iceberg, a little bit out of the sea, and the rest is all in the sea, the deeper and deeper it becomes. And your subconscious world is different, it's a cage, a cage that imprisons me. The boy said slowly, "Remember the first time you entered your subconscious world?" I have tried to guide you into the prison and untie the shackles there. As you can see, a small part of my power and part of my consciousness escaped through the cracks, and more of it is still locked in the depths of your heart. ”
"It's kind of ...... Like fantasy. Jiang Muyin laughed dryly.
"I also hope yes, so that I won't be locked up for that long." The boy shrugged, "But that's the truth, you don't want to accept that I can't help it." ”
"Aren't you called invincible?"
"Even an invincible madman like Adam is finished in the end, what am I invincible? Besides, there is no existence in this world that is incomparably stronger, because there will always be someone stronger than him. The boy said.
"So is there anyone better than you?"
"Yes, but they're all dead...... I don't know if they're dead or not, because I can't feel their presence anymore. The boy looked a little distressed, "Actually, I miss them a lot." ”
The boy said, pulling out a paper envelope, "I know this isn't trendy now, but I'll have to hand it over to you." ”
"What is this?" Jiang Muyin took the envelope, and there were two patterns in the lower right corner that attracted him, one was the family crest of the Buffett family, and the other was a scarlet ankh with a white background printed on it, the meaning of which was unknown.
"This is a new round of supplies, I have to help you when you are about to die, otherwise I will have a headache if you really die."
"Then will you die? Follow me? Jiang Muyin put the envelope away and suddenly thought of this question.
"Of course not, I'm immortal, as for you...... I'm afraid I'm really dead if I'm dead, and then a new consciousness carrier will randomly descend on a certain living form. The boy stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward, it was clear that there was nothing but he seemed to have really grasped something, he flipped his fist over and spread it, a touch of black in his palm, "As long as there are life forms in this world that have both light and darkness in their hearts, I will not die until I escape from the cage." ”
"What is this?" Jiang Muyin looked at the black in the boy's palm, and faintly felt that it was not a very good thing.
"It's nothing, I just tore a piece of darkness into my hands and grabbed it, you know I can do that. It's easy. The boy waved his hand, and the blackness dissipated into nothingness.
"Dark ......," Jiang Mu muttered to himself.
"Remember your baby? You're really, you only used it once and forgot about it. That's an English word, light, light. The boy stared at Jiang Muyin's pupils, "Jiang Muyin, do you remember, what is light?" What is the meaning of light? Is it just to break through the darkness? Don't forget that it also derives from the darkness. ”
"Bloom, burn." Jiang Muyin said these four words slowly, just like his life.
"One of them. The power of light is not something you can imagine, and when you enter the subconscious world again, use all your strength to climb deeper into the abyss, reach the temple of light, and hold on to the power that only gives you this life. The boy clenched his fists and stretched out in front of Jiang Muyin, "Don't believe in any happiness and love, only the power in your hands is real." ”
"What exactly is my subconscious abyss?" Jiang Muyin looked at the fist in front of him and suddenly asked this meaningless question.
The boy withdrew his fist, "The cage, as I said, is not only me trapped there, you are also in it, and you will only be freed from it until the day you die." Do you want to die? This is a heavy burden for a finite carbon-based life like you. ”
"I'm going to die soon, I won't live for a few years."
"I'm not going to let you die, at least now and for some time to come, when you're going to die when you're worthless." The boy said, "Now you don't have to think about that." ”
They had already walked to the front of the academy, a black limousine had stopped on the opposite road, the driver in the black tuxedo was standing there with an umbrella, and when he saw Jiang Muyin, he opened the door and bowed slightly.
"Go ahead and meet with my man, she has your lifeline in her hand." The boy pushed Jiang Muyin, "Don't think about resisting, this is something you can't refuse." ”